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105 – Worst Spanking Everrrrrrrrr

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i now know the intensity to which Sir can swing the paddle!

i did not realize how much i have underestimated his commitment to enforcing the lifestyle we have with him being (truly) in control. Until today.

And that makes you ask, “what happened?” Ok, i’ll tell you how i got here….. “here” being sitting ever-so-cautiously on my ever-so-reddened-and-already-bruised-ass! (It hurts SO bad just sitting right now! It is throbbing and i am SO very aware of it with every breath!)

(NO, that photo is NOT me…. but it probably should have been. And it almost was. And my ass is currently redder than that one is too!)

A little bit of backstory……

When we met, he taught me how to play golf. That was almost 25-years ago. He always has been and always will be better than i am. We both know this, and it’s all good and we regularly play together.

Because he taught me to play, he continues to “teach” me ……all the time…. and i don’t accept it (anymore) as graciously as i should or used to. Oh sometimes i like it even now, and i used to always like it… back when i still endeavored to play better. But now, i am to the place that i have a good “enough” game that i know i can play with anyone, so i can just want to go have fun!

So with the “help” that Sir (continually) offers, i feel like every decision i make… club choice, stance, target, alignment, swing, follow through, and …..my attitude…. is under a microscope and all of this takes the fun out of it. Again, at this point in my life and skill set, i just go out to have fun and enjoy the friendship with Sir and others we play with too. And i truly don’t care about improving.

i have considered quitting the game altogether, but i keep thinking i will find a way to tell him, “i just want to have FUN! Please Sir talk about something – anything – except for how to improve my game.” If i could do that, i would still be able to go out to enjoy the game and time together with my Sir. But i continue to fail in this endeavor.

And today’s failure was epic!

We went out this morning and were playing with some friends. This is all good.. so far anyway.

When we were still warming up, he offered some “help,” and i said, “i got this.” And i guess i said it too aggressively or annoyed or something because he came back at me and said, “Don’t test me! You know you are to submit! If you don’t, I won’t hesitate to take you in the woods and use my belt on your ass!”

i said, “Yes Sir” out loud…..

But THEN a minute later i added, “While i heard what you said, i truly don’t think you’d do that. You aren’t going to embarrass either of us in front of all these people or make an awkward moment for our friends.”

And he asked me, “Are you testing me?”

To which in my head, i thought, “Indeed i am! i truly don’t think you’d do any of that! So why even say things we both know aren’t true or really EVER going to happen!?!??”………

But out of my mouth, i said, “No Sir.” (i do keep my mouth shut sometimes! But not often! Lol)

And with that, we were off to the first hole. Then it was on the 3rd hole, is when the real problem occurred!

i was about to putt when he said, “It’s uphill.” (Meaning, hit it a bit harder.) And i thought, “Ignore it. Just have fun.”

But that’s when i slammed the putt and sent the ball wayyyyyyyyyy past the hole. That’s when i looked at him and said, “Yes, i knew it was uphill.” And while the rest of our group heckled me for hitting the ball into another state, David was angry.

As we got back into our cart, he said, “Do not EVER speak to me that way again. It was completely unnecessary and uncalled for!”

To which i responded, “Yes Sir.”

And while i was silent then on, it went downhill from there. A few holes later, after we had sat in complete silence…..he said, “You need to walk home. Now!”

So while i was COMPLETELY angry and did NOT think this was necessary…. i did as i was told. i reallyyyyyyyy wanted to tell him that this was extreme and uncalled for. But i didn’t. i didn’t say a word at all actually, and got out of the cart and started walking. It was probably a 1/2 mile back to the clubhouse, and we live 6-miles from the club too. i did NOT want to do this but i also knew i had to! And i decided that by the time i would be home, not only would i get my steps in for the day, but i would have worked out this anger too.

When i was gone about 5-minutes (not long), Sir texted me and said, “Do not EVER blame me again for something you did!”

Well…….. i knew i should’ve simply said, “Yes Sir” and left it alone. But i didn’t (🤭). Instead, i said, “i heard you the first time and i said ‘Yes Sir’ then and i was silent afterward. And then you tell me to walk home.” (Yeah… i know…. not smart!)

He wrote, “Yes I did! And do you have an issue with that?”

Again, the right answer would be, “No Sir” and be done… but nah…. that’s not my style….. sooooooo….. i wrote……

“YES i do! i did as i was told, yet, you are still mad and taking it out on me!”

And he wrote, “So you are refusing to submit?”

i wrote back, “So i AM doing as told, and i AM walking home. But YES, i do have an issue with it!”

And that’s when i just “had to add”……

“and when i pass out on the road – you have only yourself to blame!”

Yeah, i know…. i was COMPLETELY out of line…. but hey…. go big or go home…. oh, wait, i WAS going home! 🤣🤣🤣

And we texted no more.

i probably walked a mile from the course when he pulled up beside me. And i got in and we drove home in complete silence. (i was pretty grateful when drove up because i was pretty concerned if i’d be able to walk ALL the way home without bodily damage… aka: blisters, heat stroke, severe aches/pains. There IS a reason i want to Exercise… but three days in, i’m NOT in good shape…, yet!)

When we pulled in the driveway, he said, “Go inside and Assume The Position Immediately.”

And i did as i was told. Still in complete silence.

He came in and picked up the paddle and wasted NO time in getting to the point.

WHACK!

WHACK!

WHACK!

Three in a row. NO warm up AT ALL! All with such intensity that i was already cringing and moving around.

WHACK!

WHACK!

Five before he said a word! He asked me, “what makes you think that you only have to submit to me inside our home? “

WHACK!

“Why do you regularly test me and my authority when we leave home??”

WHACK!

“Do you think you are in charge and can only submit when YOU want to?”

WHACK!

Eight in. He never let up long enough for me to respond, so i wasn’t sure if i should try. But i was hyperventilating and felt the tears welling up. He has never hit with such intensity before. i was in shock and surprise.

While we DO have safe words and i debated using it today, i KNEW i HAD to accept this punishment in all that he would administer. So i know now that i will NEVER use those safe words. i don’t need to. i AM already safe. i trust Sir implicitly. i know he will give me what i need and deserve. i also know he will never abuse the power we have both agreed belongs to him. And i will always submit to everything he gives me!

WHACK!

When will it be over? Should i speak now? We’re all those questions rhetorical? We both know the answers already anyway!

WHACK!

Ten. Maybe that’s all.

He said, “Do you know who is in charge?”

This time, i did respond, “Yes Sir. You are.”

“Do you intend to submit 100% of the time from now on?”

“Yes Sir.”

WHACK!

Crap… more. i can barely breath or talk and the tears are in my eyes. How many more??

That’s when he stood me up and hugged me for a good long time….. fully until i was able to breathe again and completely calm. Then he said, “we are done. But you’ll do better in the future. Correct?”

“Yes Sir.”

And i put my head down and walked to the bathroom to shower and truly/completely recover.

That’s when i thought it was over…… And i was wrong!

He came in about 5-minutes later. i was still in the shower yet. And he said, “I didn’t get the impression you were truly remorseful. We may need to start all over.”

And he left.

That was confusing. Now what? Do i re-Assume The Position or not? Please no! My ass stings so badly and the shower water feels like it is spanking me too as i clean it!

But i got out of the shower, went to him, and said, “i am remorseful, but if you don’t think i have acted so, i will submit to a repeat session.”

And he looked me square in the eye and said, “I think we do! Let’s go! Right NOW!”

And he followed me in the bedroom. And we repeated it!

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

And just like that… the hyperventilating and tears returned.

After FIVE more and no pause or words in between, he said, “why did you slink off to the shower? You didn’t seem remorseful but rather still angry. Inappropriate!”

As i was trying to breathe, unsure if another lick was about to fall, and trying to compose myself and thoughts enough to speak…. i said, “i was feeling surprised, humiliated, and trying to stay out of more trouble by just keeping my head down.”

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

“WHO is in control?”

“You are Sir!”

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

“WHO?”

“You Sir. i’m so sorry Sir.”

WHACK!

“Say it again!”

“You are in control Sir and i am sorry Sir.”

Breathe….. prepare for another…. it isn’t coming…. he isn’t speaking….. wait….. breathe slower…. get a grip…..no more are falling, i think maybe it’s over….. this is a long pause….. i am nervous. But i WILL SUBMIT and simply wait!

He stood me up and looked at me.

i looked him in the eye and said, “i am sorry Sir. Thank you for the discipline and your leadership.”

He then said, “I now believe you are remorseful. Why didn’t you apologize the first time?”

“i was embarrassed. And surprised at your intensity. And at your commitment to being in charge. And i wasn’t sure how to respond exactly.”

“In the future, you look me in the eye and you thank me. You don’t slink off or put your head down. Or else we will repeat the punishment again and again until you do.”

“Yes Sir. i love you Sir.”

And he hugged me, and said, “I love you too!”

And it was (finally) over.

And now my ass is more sore than it has EVER been. It hurts to walk, sit, or stand. It is bruised. And it’s no wonder, with 24 very hard and fast whacks in a span of about 20-minutes.

i have NO doubt it will hurt still tomorrow too!

But… it’s over. And it’s ok. i am OK!

i actually respect him more. He is indeed in control. And i have NO doubt he will do what it takes to ensure order remains inside AND out of our house too!

Final words….. so while i names this post “worst spanking ever”…. ,Anne it was the “BEST spanking ever” because we had a break through. A lot changed today….namely: my perspective. And appreciation. And respect. For David. My Sir.

If i had any doubt before, i have NO doubt now……. he is indeed my Sir. And i will always very happily submit to him!

Final (final) words…. to DOMINANTS…… while i can’t speak for all submissives, it is my opinion that we respect you MORE for taking control and doing what needs to be done. Instead of giving a pass, letting something slide, or shying away from discipline altogether. Remember…. many of us, including me, asked you to implement this lifestyle. We know what we signed up for. Please do! Embrace it. Go all in!

And that’s how i feel…. more respect now than ever…. at least until the next time i sit down. JJ. Lol.

Hugs,

Marie

104 – Complete work of fiction. #1

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………But i do hope that it has a chance of becoming a reality!

My last post was about a commitment to Exercise and (hopefully) losing weight. And right after i hit “publish,” i started speculating about the idea of “why a punishment for not doing good? Why not a reward for doing right?”

So that got me thinking, “Would a reward be better than a punishment? And if so, what would be a good (enough) reward that would incentivize me to stick with it the long-haul?”

That’s when i decided BOTH would be appropriate. In the short-term = punishment. In the long-term = reward.

And since the long-term is intended to end on/about my 50th birthday, what would i want as a birthday present AND reward for embracing Exercise with gusto?!?!

That’s when it hit me… to fulfill my ultimate fantasy…… so the rest of this is (mostly) from Sir’s perspective (you will know the difference!) and what i’d want him to do to reward me……… (gets long, but i want to get the whole thing on paper the way i see it in my head!)

LEADING ALL THE WAY TO MY BIRTHDAY….

I was impressed at how well she’s stuck to the goals of exercise and weight loss. Anytime she’s set her mind to something, she usually accomplishes it. But of course in this case, it hasn’t hurt that I have also punished her (severely) along the way to ensure she stays the right course too! It hasn’t required too many severe punishments for her to realize I was indeed serous about helping her reach this goal!

Don’t misunderstand, I’ve always loved her… no matter what she weighed or how in shape she was (or was not). And my love won’t change! But this was her idea and I said I’d help her to achieve it ….. so I have! I won’t deny she looks hotter than ever now with less weight and more muscle, but as I said before, I’ve always loved her no matter what.

She also knows I’ve been planning a big surprise reward birthday party for her to celebrate her 50th in style. I haven’t really given her too much information for almost 13-months now, except to tease her with hints. But as it gets closer, I’ve told her more and more. Today I said, “so, it’s almost your birthday and you are on track to meet your goals. I have the perfect birthday present for you!”

With a roll of the eyes, she said, “Yes, i know. You’ve been teasing me for months now!”

I didn’t like her tone so I reminded her to watch how she spoke and rolled her eyes at me! And then I continued, “Because our son isn’t going home and your birthday falls ON Thanksgiving….. I’ve decided that YOU will be what we feast upon!”

She looked at me completely confused and maybe if I read her right, a little bit of fear.

I answered her unspoken questions, “Yes! YOU will be our main course for the day! Oh we will make sure you eat as well, but honestly, that will be the least of your concerns that day!”

She just looked at me with inquisition and said, “WE Sir???”

“Yes, WE!”

I continued, “For several months now, I’ve been interviewing men of all ages, sizes, shapes, and colors. And I’ve captured the right mix of each who will be satisfied by YOU on that day. And of course, you’ll also be SO happy because it will indeed be a birthday you’ll NEVER forgot!”

Marie asked, “How many men Sir?”

I told her, “well, I can’t give away ALL the surprises! But just know, you’ll spend most of that day naked, being used, testing your submissiveness and of course also your new strength and endurance!”

TO BE CONTINUED……..

OKAY friends …. i decided to end this right here. i’ll post #2 and maybe even #3 soon…. but you’ll have to be patient and wait. ❤️

And as an update on the exercise front….. i “only” got to 5,500 steps yesterday and that was because i went for a 2-mile walk. Today, i have already hit 10,000 steps and the day isn’t over…. also with a 2-mile walk as well.

i did go buy new walking shoes though because the bottom of my feet already feel like they are rubbed a bit raw (like trying to form a blister …. on the bottom!).

As we were going to bed last night, David said, “Since it is Day 1, you had a decent start. But starting tomorrow (now “today”) you need to get to 10,000 steps or I will take action. When i asked for clarity what might the “action” be, he said, “I think I’ll ask you what is the step count sometime close’ish to bedtime, and if you haven’t reach the 10k, then you’ll have exactly 2-minutes to get your ass in the car.”

i looked with clear confusion on my face and said, “the car?”

He said, “Yes. And depending on how far off the step count you are will depend on how far away I drive. And when I stop, you’ll get it and walk home. I’ll stay closer enough to ensure you are walking home and safe, but far enough away that you won’t be able to get in the car either. You might not even see me at all. Hopefully I don’t have to use this ‘encouragement’ too often.”

When i asked of it would be “just enough” to get over the 10k steps and he laughed and said, “oh no! Most definitely farther. It will make you wish you’d just gotten the 10k and been done!”

Then i asked, “what if i’m not able to get myself in the car in 2-minutes…. like maybe i am not dressed, shoes, or move quick enough?”

And he had raised eyebrows when responding with, “do you really want to go there with this line of questioning??”

“No Sir.”

“I didn’t think so!”

So i either walk 10k steps on my own…. or a WHOLE lot more with “help”. i did indeed ask for severe and harsh punishment…. and i have already said that Me and Exercise are NOT BFF’s……. yet!

Hugs!

Marie

Day 16 – My Submissiveness

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DAY 16: DIFFICULTIES…What are the most difficult aspects of having a sexuality that involves kink or BDSM for you personally?

Hmm. This is a hard one for me to answer really. Probably because admitting your faults (or difficulties) is never a fun thing to do or talk about. But i guess i’d have to say…..

Not taking over. Not snatching back the authority i gave up. i do this a lot …. with David AND God.

When i was little, my Mom would tell me to “Give it to God.” And so i would. i would pray. And a day (or two) later, i’d (more or less) decide God took too long and i’d go “fix it myself.” Of course, this never worked then or now… but it feels like i am “doing” something!

Some of this “take it back” attitude basically comes from the idea of “empowerment”. Ok, even i’m not sure that makes complete sense in just one sentence, so let me explain…..

i grew up believing some of the rhetoric we hear in life, like “if you want it done right, do it yourself.” And like Nike says, “Just Do it.” And don’t forget the idea of, “you can do anything you set your mind to.”

So…. i have. Just done it. Myself. Anything i wanted to.

Couple this with the fact that i absolutely HATE asking for help. NO, i am NOT too stubborn or too prideful to accept it. Rather i know when i ask for help, i (feel like i) am putting someone else out to have them stop what they are doing and to help me. And i feel bad that i did that to them. (Never mind the fact that sometimes it is/ was their JOB to do what i need… i’ve still felt bad that i imposed upon them.)

The trouble is: i can’t always do everything myself. There are things i am simply not strong enough or have time enough to do myself.

i’ve read several business-minded self-help books that tell you, to know your strengths AND your weaknesses. Focus on your strengths yourself, and hire out (to an expert) your weaknesses, thereby making your weakness into a strength also.

So WHY is giving up control… and not snatching it back…. hard for me?

Because when it isn’t done in my timetable or to my level of standards, i get the attitude of, “get out of my way and i’ll just do this myself already!”

And maybe in some parts of my life (and especially at work!) this works.

But not in my marriage. Or with God.

In our D/s lifestyle, this type of behavior is more commonly called, “Topping from the bottom.” Because the person on “top” should be the Dom setting the standard/pace and in charge. While the person on “bottom” should be the sub, who listens/follows directives and is NOT in charge. So if/when i try to do David’s part from my position, i am topping from the bottom.

It has taken a lot of concentration and focus on my part to NOT snatch back the control i gave up… or might never have even had … and to wait. On David AND God.

Be Patient.

Recognize my way isn’t the only way.

Heck, my way may not even be the best or right way!

And if i stay in my role and do what i’m supposed to do, greater things lie ahead than what even i have dreamt of.

[i’ve been told to pray and ask God to give me patience. i did that once. Never again. i wouldn’t say i learned patience, but rather i learned just how impatient i really am! oh my!]

i won’t tell you i have mastered the “stay on bottom” part, but i do try hard(er) now than ever before. In part because of this blog and a follower. She told me in a comment that was what i was doing, and my first reaction was, “no i’m not. You just don’t know me/David.” i didn’t type that though in my response to her comment, instead i only thought it in my head. Yet, it weighed heavy on me until i changed my thought to be, “ok, maybe you are right.” And eventually i deleted the word, “maybe” from that sentence and let it simply be, “ok, you are right.”

Once i got to that place of acceptance, i have worked to be more submissive……… and patient, waiting on directive, staying in my lane, doing my part.

And when i succeed, i get rewards …… but when i fail, i get a raw bottom.

i will keep fighting against my impatience, work harder, and relish the benefits when they come…. and accept the punishments when they come too …… because as we all know, at that point it’s deserved.

But that is definitely my weakest point and most difficult part as a submissive.

Hugs,

Marie

101 – consequences just don’t matter

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When our son was little (and long before D/s or DD…..and before “submission” was a word in my everyday vocabulary!) there was a family of 4-daughters who lived directly across the street. They made for amazing babysitters and it was just so absolutely wonderful, not to mention convenient!

Once when the oldest was over babysitting, she and i were chatting for a minute and i happened to ask her what her plans were for the rest of the weekend.

She said, “Unpack, wash/dry, and put away all the clothes and toiletries, plus my suitcase from our trip.” (They had just been back the day before from a 2-week long vacation.)

i remember commenting that was a lot considering they had JUST gotten back. And she said, “that’s what Dad said was the deadline. So I’ll get it done.”

That’s when i was curious, so i asked her, “what if you don’t?”

And she had a confused look about her and said, “I don’t understand. What do you mean?”

i clarified and said, “well, what if you get busy or something comes up and you just don’t get it all cleaned and put away. What will happen?”

She said, “oh I’ll get it done. Nothing will get in the way of that.”

And i pressed her on it and said, “but what if you don’t?”

She just looked at me and squarely said, “I have no idea. Because it won’t happen. I WILL get it done because when my Dad tells me to do something, I do it. So the consequences are irrelevant.”

i remember being surprised that a teenager wouldn’t know what happened when she disobeyed. But the fact that she didn’t know, told me she submitted to her father’s authority and consequences were indeed irrelevant because she would never dream of committing the unthinkable.

Now as a submissive wife, i can look back on this and completely see where her head was at. This is basically true for me now too.

i wore a chastity belt to sleep, despite having the key. Despite knowing i could unlock myself if i really wanted to. But i didn’t. Why? Because i wanted to submit and to obey my husband’s wishes. i really don’t know what the ultimate consequences had been if i had unlocked myself (without good reason constituting an “emergency”).

There’s NO reason to know the consequences if they just don’t matter. Because knowing (or needing to know) the consequences is (IMO) akin to weighing your options… “how bad would it be if i DON’T do what i’m supposed to do?” With the ultimate thought basically being, “if the consequences aren’t too bad, then it won’t matter if i break the rule(s). And i just might do it!”

But that’s not how i want to think or to be. Being a true submissive wife calls for me to WANT to do what’s right and what he wants me to do. As opposed to me doing only what i want to do …. based on how bad the consequences are or what punishment i’m willing to endure (that day).

All this does is leads to strife. And too much strife in anyone’s life is just ….. “too much”. And that can and often does lead to bitterness, resentment, and turning away…. which can lead to a miserable life together OR divorce to find a better life apart.

So a submissive wife is one who wants to do right by him and doesn’t care what the consequences are. Because ultimately, the consequences just don’t matter as she won’t do it anyway……because in her mind…. it’s not an option.

And if i still fail to do what i’m supposed to…. DD will happen. Spanking. Domestic discipline enacted.

Why? Because we’ve made it where the consequences DO matter … we won’t “just” get in a fight…. there will be more!

And i accept it.

Hugs,

Marie

97 – Reverse Reverse Psychology

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So David doesn’t read too many of my blog posts, but on occasion, he does indeed do just that.

And he read the last one about Reverse Psychology during the daytime hours when we were both at work. Afterward, he then texted me and said, “So the whole reason you want to be in chastity is because you will succumb to temptation and you consider yourself weak?”

i responded with, “Yes Sir. Plus it would then keep me being a good girl.”

He texted back, “you should be a good girl without instruments or assistance.”

i said, “the mind is strong, the flesh is weak.”

He responded back, “Hmm”

And that was the end of it…. until today.

i had a massive sinus headache yesterday and went to sleep taking two Benadryl. When i woke, the headache was gone, but i was still groggy. And i just got up and did the “old” routine of go to the kitchen for coffee and sit surfing while drinking coffee and waking up instead of the new routine of going straight to the shower.

And Sir was ready to leave by the time i drank coffee and THEN showered. So before leaving he said, “you didn’t adhere to the new routine. So because I’m leaving now, we need to put you in chastity.”

i was a bit surprised as i didn’t expect that, especially after the last (texting) conversation and all that he’s said about not being a “regular” thing. But i merely said, “yes Sir.” And we put it on.

That’s when he kissed me goodbye and smiled saying, “have a good day… and be a good girl!”

i just said, “Yes Sir, you have a good day too.” Thinking, “of course i’ll be a good girl. i don’t exactly have a choice... but THIS is what you wanted… to have your choice taken away to make it easier to submit. So be glad in it!”

So work was interesting.. for me anyway. i had not gone to work in chastity with a “normal” routine until now. But absolutely no one knew anything was different about me. It is surprisingly well-hidden under all clothing really. And thankfully, i have made appropriate adjustments to wear it long-term without any chafing at all. i have figured out that the tighter it is, the better. Because then it has NO ability to move around, and hence, no chafing.

Well, when i got home from work i expected him to say we would take it off, because i was a good girl today. i didn’t ask to not wear it, i didn’t ask to take it off, and i didn’t complain about wearing it. But when he didn’t tell me i could take it off, i asked if it could come off.

He said, “No. I’d like to keep it on. In fact, I’d like you to sleep with it. Ohhh and we are drinking wine with dinner.”

He KNOWS i get very turned on and very sexted up when i drink wine! And typically, i get sex or orgasm(s) or both when we share a bottle of wine. But no way while in chastity!

i must’ve had a surprised look on my face because that’s when he smirked and said, “well, you said you weren’t strong and your flesh was weak and you needed help…. so…. I’m giving you that help you so need.”

So here i am, locked up, feeling horny after drinking wine and SO wanting to suck or be sucked. i asked him if i could suck his cock. He said, “No. when i want you to do that, i will tell you. And tonight is not it.”

So instead, i get ready for sleep. And as we climb into bed, Sir says, “you gonna be able to sleep in chastity?”

i responded, “do i have a choice?”

He laughed and said, “no, not really…. although officially and technically you do since you have the key.” (Which he gave to me this morning for “emergency use only”)

i asked, “what will happen if i use it?”

He said, “do you really want to go there?”

Me, “No Sir”

Sir, “I didn’t really think so.”

Ultimate lesson learned: Careful what you wish for…….. or write on your blog! 😉

But… that said…… i couldn’t be happier than now with Sir taking charge, giving me direction, guidance, and leading me in every way! THIS is what i really want… to have him lead and know that he is respected and as such, i will obey. That even when i have the key and can make my own choice to unlock myself… we both know that i won’t!

Hugs,

Marie