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45 – New and Old Rules.

Written by Marie on January 6, 2020. Posted in Uncategorized. No Comments on 45 – New and Old Rules.

After David and i talked a LOT, we started talking about what rules (or not) that we would have (or not). We aren’t officially formal like with a contract like some DD relationships are, but i know what’s expected. (i knew before too, but chose not to do it!). So we reestablished some old rules and created some new ones too.

Some of the old rules that we reestablished are:

No bra. (i’d started wearing it again. i mean, why not?!?)
No taking a (warm/ relaxing) bath without permission. (Ugh…. ok)
Refer to Sir as Sir. (not a problem. i rather missed this one)
Wear a corset to shape my body (i’d completely stopped this one because sometimes corsets aren’t comfortable at all)
Show respect at all times (of course, i’d unintentionally reverted to pre-DD style – see last post for more info really)
And … you guessed it …. NO MASTURBATION WITHOUT PERMISSION. (okay, i mean, THIS is the one that got me in trouble and caused all the trouble, so i KNEW this one was coming back!)

i decided to ask Sir, “Can i ask Why? i mean, i could see if you said no sometimes. But you don’t. And before when i didn’t ask, it was because i didn’t really think you cared enough to ever say no anyway.”

His answer, “sometimes i want you to know that you are MINE. And when you have to ask to touch yourself, it is forcing you to give up YOU and recognize – and respect – ME, our marriage, and my authority.”

Okay – i should have just asked the first time and not assumed so much or acted the way i did. i admit it. Now. Wish i hadn’t wasted 4-months figuring this out. But i guess this time off hasn’t been terrible either. NO not the best months of our marriage, but it was good for me. Because while i thought i wanted a DD relationship before… NOW I KNOW I DO!

And NOW i know there is not EVER any going back. I LOVE THIS MAN and the way we do this life, marriage, and DD relationship!

SO – a few NEW rules too….

NO PANTIES. EVER. (well this one will be a new experience!)
NO Pajamas either. (He’s never liked my soft, cotton, Mom-style PJ’s… and this too will be a new experience).
Dresses should be worn when possible. (Not ‘required’, but preferred. Because now there will be easy access with no bra and no panties on!)
Maintenance Spankings. Every Friday. (We technically had a rule about these before, but now they going to have a protocol that includes corner time and will ALWAYS be made up if missed for any reason… like our son/ holidays/ sickness/ etc… so my rear will hurt every weekend now)
And the biggest new thing…. a locking Chastity Belt. (for enforcing the last old rule above – NO MASTURBATION WITHOUT PERMISSION.

THIS is currently on order, been shipped, and expected to arrive at our house sometime soon…….

Now i wonder what you are thinking. i certainly know what i was thinking….. “WHOA, what’s this about? WHY?” And then we talked about it. i’m not going to be locked in it 24/7, but rather to be worn at times when i need to be reminded that masturbation and orgasms are NOT my decision. That’s when i’ll be made to wear it. And should i decide i need to do so, it is better to lock myself into it and/or ask for it prior to making an error in judgement (aka: masturbating without permission!) than to be found out afterward. This is much more desirable than to choosing disobedience for the rules Sir has laid out, and made very clear.

So when it arrives, i’ll wear it for awhile. Not sure how long that is, but he will put it on and lock me in it and he will have the key. The only key.

Thankfully it has holes in it so i can use the bathroom without too much trouble really, but that may be even better to keep me locked up even longer without anyone ever knowing. (i’ll keep you posted what i think after wearing it for a bit).

In the end after thinking about it for a couple of days now, i’m actually good with this. Honestly, i think this is a good compromise. It gives me the ability to be disciplined without Sir having to do much, but it could be used for orgasm control too. i think it could be a good solution to forcing me to ask permission to touch myself. And it will cause me to recognize the authority he has in my life and what i’ve voluntarily given up.

And just looking at it, i’m kinda turned on and ready to have a new adventure with this new ‘rule’… and bringing back the old rules already just feel like i’m sliding into an old glove that fits oh-so-well!

So now – back to our normal. The way we do things fits us well. And i’ll tell you about the two spankings i’ve already gotten — maintenance really – in my next posts. But not tonight… you’ll have to wait. i know the spanking types will come back for that! 🙂

Hugs,

Marie

42 – Corset on. Bra Off. Check

Written by Marie on September 1, 2019. Posted in Uncategorized. No Comments on 42 – Corset on. Bra Off. Check

Thanks to @Implacable, i was asked if corset/ waist training was still a thing for me, especially given the braless recent rules in place too. So since i haven’t spoke about corset training lately, it made me realize i should.

We have gotten to a place with both corset and bras, that it is working. i’ve accepted both in my mind and body. And this level of submission with these two things has taken a very long time.

When i first started wearing corsets, it has always been understood it would be the under-the-breast kind. (Not sure what that is called). But NOT covering the breasts. So i wore a bra with it too. The point of it hasn’t necessarily been to create a sexy look, but to train the waist to be smaller, to cause the breasts to lift up (stick out) and the same with the ass. If you push the stuff to another place, it will eventually stay there. With training. Consistent and regular training. But it is good to take a break from it because otherwise, those muscles atrophy and you lose the purpose of it. Just like runners train a day (or two) and rest a day (or two), same concept here.

So i wear the corset on Mon-Tues-Wed. And the rest of the week off.

Likewise, i’ve finally convinced Sir to let me wear bras to work (mon-fri 8-5). But since he didn’t really want to compromise at all, we have compromised and said, “if the outfit of the day doesn’t matter, then no bra.” In other words, if i’m wearing something that it would be obvious (colors, shape/ fit), then bra is okay. Otherwise, no bra is expected.

Well, when you wear a corset, you can’t exactly wear a lot that is truly form fitting. Because the laces and fit of the corset will show through. So – Sir said “no bra”. Well, this was the first i’d done that but i reluctantly complied.

i actually found i liked the corset MORE without a bra than with!

That’s because it comes right up under my boobs and stops, right at the place where a bra starts. So the two fabrics coming together right at the same spot sometimes pinched. Or overlapped and stuck out. But when i only had one, it felt better.

Not to mention, my boobs just stuck right out there tall and proud.

But still, you can’t quite tell that THAT’s what’s happening because the outfit isn’t that tight fitting.

i will say i get a LOT of compliments – from women mostly – on days i wear the corset. They can’t figure out ‘why’ i look different, but they know ‘something’ is. They say stuff like, “Have you lost weight? You look great!” And i just say “Not really, but thank you.”. That’s NOT a lie….

i think my waist looks better when i have the corset on and even into Thurs-Fri it holds it’s forced form, but by Sunday it seems to have relaxed.

So more-than-not, i don’t wear a bra and 3 of those days i have a corset on.

i’m learning to like it. It has become a routine that i can rely on. i like being restrained by the corset and left free from the bra. My life is good and it makes Sir happy, which makes me happy!

Hugs,

Marie

40 – Golf… Topless

Written by Marie on August 10, 2019. Posted in Uncategorized. No Comments on 40 – Golf… Topless

Okay, not R-E-A-L-L-Y topless… but it definitely WAS braless. While Sir didn’t say i HAD to be braless…. i decided to try it. Of my own accord.

David and i play golf together. He taught me how to play when we were dating, almost 20 years ago now. And while i love it, i don’t have much time for it. In fact, for the last several years, i have a multitude of reasons (excuses) not to play. But today, Sir said, “You WILL go play with me and some of my friends.”

He told his friends that he “told” me i was playing.. and frankly, he did. And they laughed and said, “yeah, and she probably likes getting spanked too!”.

How ironic … and little do they know!!! Ha! Maybe Sir told them. i dunno. It’s quite alright if he did. They probably think it’s just a kink. And of course, it is that… but it’s MORE than that. It’s our lifestyle! i somehow think every man dreams of a submissive wife that they can spank, make suck their cock, and get to walk around naked whenever they want….. okay, maybe that’s another post. Back to this one now…..

So the rule in fact for me is officially “no bra unless mon-fri, 8-5” (Work). But a week ago, i wasn’t good and didn’t adhere to that rule and got my bras taken away from me. i couldv’e gotten them back as of yesterday, but i didn’t ask and Sir didn’t offer. So i let it go.

And today, i wanted to ‘see’ what it would look and feel like. So i went braless. (my previous post tells you that if i were in charge, i would have MADE me go braless… check it out!)

Now maybe my boobs are just extra firm or extra in shape or not sensitive – but – it didn’t really seem that much different! Truthfully, i was a bit disappointed! If i’d had on pasties – you’d NEVER have known! (Of course, Sir’s friends probably loved seeing the nipples show through and having NO pasties in place- and i kinda think David did too, which made me love it too!!).

And you may be thinking, “Oh her boobs must be small.” NOPE. 38D is my size. So i’m NOT small. Not ginormous, but definitely NOT small.

So as of yesterday i’ve been without a bra for 7-consecutive days and today makes Day 8.

i’m beginning to think this is going to be my ‘new normal’. And i think that makes Sir happy. i haven’t asked for them back. Not even sure i want them back. Going out of the house braless isn’t even something i really think about now. i ….. “just do it”. (am i supposed to get Nike’s approval to say that? Well… you aren’t paying me, so i’m rolling with it! LOL).

Maybe i DO like braless-ness in the end. i did, then i didn’t, and now i do again. i think the bra is a security blanket of sorts for me. It allowed my breasts (specifically NIPPLES) to hide!

i’m officially braless 24/7 now and frankly, it feels liberating, freeing, and good! i may just adopt this permanently. Maybe there IS something to the “braless movement” afterall. And i wouldn’t have EVER given it a second thought if Sir hadn’t made me.

See – submission really IS a good thing!

(and on another note…. Sir and his friends are rather sassy on the golf course to one another. And since i was with them… i was too . i mean really, ‘when in Rome….’. But Sir noticed and wasn’t entirely impressed. Kept telling me to “Stop with the sass!” So now i’m waiting to see how serious – or remembering/ forgetful – he was! We shall see!).

Hugs ~

Marie

37 – Moment of Truth – how it ended

Written by Marie on August 6, 2019. Posted in Uncategorized. No Comments on 37 – Moment of Truth – how it ended

So i decided you’ve been in suspense long enough… third post is the lucky charm and i’ll reveal what happened.

But first, let me summarize…..

i was suppose to wear a butt plug to sleep. After an hour, i took it out. i told the truth about it, but still, the damage was done.
AND – David was out of town – and we have a ‘no bra, outside of 8-5, Mon-Fri’, which i adhere to. Except i didn’t.

THEN – Sir went out of town for 4-days….

(If you want to know more specifics, read the previous two blog posts and you’ll get the full scoop!)

So that’s the current state of affairs. That’s the situation i was coming home to last night. Knowing that while i told the truth, and that did count for ‘something’ at least, it wasn’t with full submission and obedience from the start. (hence, having to admit the truth!).

i got home from work and David was already home. i greeted him and was glad to have him home from out of town. And i went to change out of work clothes. (i already had the bra off because it now comes off AT 5:00, in the car, on the way home!)

But i took off my work pants and grabbed for the shorts when i heard Sir say, “Come in here.” And i knew it was time.

So i left my pants off. i figured the rest of my clothes were coming off too. And i was right.

i cringed hard, but knew it was time to pay the price.

i sat on the bed and he said, “Do you think you deserve punishment?”

To which i readily admitted and said, “yes Sir”.

And he said, “Good, we are in agreement. While I’m happy you admitted the problems readily, there shouldn’t have been problems at all.”

To which I said, “i understand.”

And he said, “turn over”.

And i got into position. i took off the remaining clothes and positioned myself with my feet on the floor, bent over the bed, with my bed and arms tucked underneath my upper body.

And i felt him smack my ass hard with his hand. And he did it again, and again. My butt was feeling quite warm and stinging, but it wasn’t a ‘true hurt’ yet either. He kept going for several minutes. And then he stopped and said, “This is a nice rosy pink color now!”

At that point, he went to get the belt. i felt it smack against my ass and it stung. As he continued to reign down the belt on my ass and i was starting to anticipate the sting, he said, “I understand why you took the plug out but you still should have tried longer than you did. And as for the braless rule – while I know you don’t especially like it, I do! A LOT! And you need to learn to like it and embrace it too!”

i didn’t speak. While i can speak during spankings, it is not expected and i was starting to feel the burn in my ass, so i chose to focus on it instead. As the belt came down many times over, i was starting to get very warm in the butt.

And then he stopped. And he said, “Go get all your bras for me now.”

So i did.

And he said, “I’m going to be keeping these now. You’ll have to ask me for one if you want to wear one and if I feel like giving you one, I will. Otherwise, you will be braless.”

That’s when he said, “Back in position now.” And i laid back down with my ass in the air and arms and body on the bed.

And he took out the paddle. i got 10 very hard spanks with the paddle. After each one, i started to yelp in pain, squirm a lot, and pinch my butt tight in anticipation of the next one.

He said very calmly, “Legs apart and quit clinching.”

And so i did. And it went on.

After 10, he said, “Have you learned your lesson that you should follow orders more readily?”

And i merely said, “yes Sir”.

Then it was complete. He hugged and kissed on me and told me i was a good girl and all is forgiven. And that he loved me. And i know he does, as i love him also!

But now, this week – at home AND at work – i’ve been braless. He said no to bras for work this week. And i’m having to adjust and figure out how to wear clothes to (a conservative office!) for work and not be obvious about my behavior or my looks.

Someone reading this might say, “why does she agree to this?” And the ultimate answer is, “because i love my husband, i love how he is in control of our house, our marriage, and my life. And the fact that there are consequences to my actions is reasonable. It’s really how life works. Consequences for bad decisions, and rewards for good ones. And i accept that. Not to mention, when the punishment is over, so is the transgression. Everything is done and better. The slate wiped clean. So if you really wonder why i do this, i’d actually turn it around and ask you… why don’t YOU?

Hugs,

Marie

36 – Moment of truth – part 2

Written by Marie on August 5, 2019. Posted in Uncategorized. No Comments on 36 – Moment of truth – part 2

So i left you hanging a bit in the last post and i thank YOU for commenting. i was impressed/surprised at how male or female D or s, the consensus was all the same: tell the truth and do it now, on my own, without being prompted.

i was surprised because i expected someone to say the opposite or at least a “maybe I wouldn’t tell” kind of response. But 100% said “The Truth Will Set You Free.”

And that’s what i did too.

i told the truth.

What were my motives? Well, i’m a terrible liar. Always have been. Even my Mom immediately knew i was lying as a kid. So there’s no point really!

But mainly, i did it because my conscience was holding me accountable. i mean, really, i agreed to submit and obey. That doesn’t mean “sometimes” or “when it fits my agenda”, but always. And part of submission is for him being able to trust me. And me putting all my trust in him, that even when i screw up, i know it will be ok in the end…. even if it means punishment to get to “the end” of the situation.

But remember, i was at work and he was at home. And we were texting. So i told him via text.

His response?

“Hmm”

Yikes! This won’t be good. i can’t wait to get home… or maybe i can!

Then… a few hours later, just before noon, he texts and says he is going out of town today (instead of tomorrow, which was the original planned flight and i already knew about). He will be gone for the next 4-days. And because he has to leave for the airport before i will be home from work, he will stop by the office on his way to the airport.

Now he didn’t say “why” he’d be by my office, but i knew he wouldn’t do any discipline there either. So i didn’t quite know what would happen now with respect to this transgression.

He came by and greeted everyone (my office has 15 people), kissed me, and whispered in my ear, “be good while I’m gone. You did good to tell the truth, but that doesn’t erase the transgression. But being good in these days ahead just might save your ass when I get back too.”

And off he went.

Now you would think i would’ve been on best behavior… nope, i wasn’t as good as i should’ve been.

Let me tell you what i first did. He has set a “no bra” rule (except mon-fri, 8-5) for me (read prior posts for details). And the next day was Friday. So i had on a bra to go to work. Then i needed to return a dress at the mall and went straight there after work.

At 5:22, i got a text from David that simply read, “Proof”.

i KNEW that meant i had to send a pic of myself right then showing no bra on. Not necessarily a topless pic, if whatever shirt i was wearing would reveal nipples enough to show no bra is on.

But i was at the mall. So i told him the truth. (It will set me free… right!?) i told him that i didn’t take it off when leaving work and so i couldn’t provide proof. (At this point, i’m thinking, “what kind of dumb ass am i? Am i wanting to be spanked?” Because it really seems like it!)

He again texted, “hmm”.

Well among a few smaller things, these were now the things that were landing my ass in hot water.

And he came home tonight. And what happened next was NOT what i thought would happen. At all.

i’ll leave you there for now. i’ll tell you about it in the next post.😋

Hugs,

Marie