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65 – Topless

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Sir is determined to teach me to trust him. He says i don’t. And while i would love to argue with him, it’s a matter of opinion… and ultimately if that’s how he feels, well, it isn’t wrong. And i have no right to argue.

Today our microwave blew up. (Almost quite literally had a fire in our house, but it was contained inside the microwave. So all good! Oh and no, there was no aluminum inside. It happened while making popcorn.). But that’s when he said “we are going to buy a new one. Let’s go.”

And the two of us got in the car. Just us. No child. And within 1-mile of our house, he said… “take your top off”.

i am not allowed to wear a bra in his presence and only when “absolutely necessary” at all other times too. So he knew i had nothing on under my top.

i hesitated. He looked straight at me, raised his eyebrows and said, “did i stutter?”

i said, “No Sir,” and proceeded to remove my top. Quite slowly, but still making forward motion.

Broad daylight. Mid afternoon.

It made me nervous. i was antsy and shifting and he saw it. He said, “put your hands under your ass. Sit on them. And sit up tall. Proudly display yourself! Show me my boobs!”

i said, “yes Sir” and did so.

And that was when he rolled down the windows. For anyone & everyone to see who drove past. And he said, “Chin up. Smile. Look confident my sweetheart. I am, and you should be too!”

When we got to the store, i started to put my top back on. He said, “No. Leave it off. You can stay in the car while I get the microwave. I’ll return shortly.” And he left me in the parking lot, topless, wishing like hell i had another option – and knowing i didn’t!

And of course, a few people saw me. Thankfully no one i knew saw me! (He had parked near the edge of the lot where just a few cars were at, and had also rolled back up the windows, so not that many saw!)

Then on the way home, he told me to pinch my nipples and do not stop without permission, to which i had to beg for release. And in no time at all i was begging! After making me wait until he felt it was indeed time for a release, he allowed it. It was repeated periodically all the way home.

When we got home, he asked me if i felt sore. Of course, i did. He told me that was to be a reminder to trust him (more) in the future. i shouldn’t hesitate, question, or wonder if he was in charge.

That’s when he also continued saying i did good today, but trust has to be built more. That his role as HoH should be respected and … well… trusted. Then he ended with “be assured this would be the first test of more to come that would build the trust that he deserves. And the tests will continue until it seems the hesitation stops.”

i simply responded with “Yes Sir. Thank you Sir.”

i know he deserves my unwavering respect. i know we have agreed he is in control and my only job is to submit. i can do this! Even if my body parts end up sore in the process!

(and in case you are truly wondering, NO that pic above is NOT me.)

Hugs,

Marie

64 – “Go Assume The Position”

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When i hear these words, i know it is time for a spanking whether it be maintenance or discipline. And i am to stop what i am doing and go immediately to the bedroom, undress fully, feet on the floor, bent over at the waist over the bed. Elbows, nose, and boobs touching the bed. Then i place the paddle in the small of my back. And wait.

When David comes in to start, while i can hear things, i (obviously) can’t see things. So i never know exactly whether he’s going to spank easy or hard, whether he’s actually going to use the paddle or another instrument, including perhaps something he may have brought with him into the bedroom (like a brush, a kitchen spatula, or just his hand).

Then when the spanking does start, he doesn’t make me count but he does typically talk to me throughout, and mostly about the way things should be and what hasn’t happened lately (maintenance) or what i’ve done wrong (discipline). i’m allowed to speak, in fact, sometimes it is expected, especially when i’m asked a direct question.

Sir: Do you know why we are here?

Me: Yes Sir

Sir: Tell me.

Me: Well Sir…. and i go from there.

Sir: You are correct (mostly correct, incorrect)…. and then he goes from there also.

But because of my car accident we have taken a major break from discipline of any kind really because not only did my body need to heal from the bruises, bumps, and back tightness, but also the things we had to deal with financially – the claim process, insurance, getting a new car.

So this morning, i was a bit surprised when he got home from the grocery store when he said, “You need to go assume the position”.

i hesitated. i’ve been anxious about this moment. i knew it would come but i have been worried how much it might hurt both on my ass but also the other body parts like my back fighting up. i’ve been thinking, “has my body actually and truly healed from that accident?” And this has been a running dialogue in my head for days now.

i’ve tried hard though to not bug David about anything DD being reinstated, to not push him into doing something he didn’t feel he or i was ready for, and to just trust he knows best. So i’ve not told him anything about these thoughts. i think he likely knew though that i was anxious and nervous about this pending moment too, especially when i hesitated and i NEVER do that!

So i did follow directions and went to the bedroom. And i “assumed the position” that i’ve been taught to both love and hate.

And i waited.

When he came in, the first words he said was, “oh i’ve missed this sight! What a beautiful sight to see.” And that’s when he asked me if i was nervous. i responded truthfully with “yes sir”. And he said, “well, you are merely nervous because it’s been awhile, so let’s get started and replace the nervousness and fear with truth”.

And he picked up the paddle from my back and smacked me hard just once on each cheek. i flinched.

And then he started with fast and swift swats in the same spot on my right butt cheek and he said, “You LOVE it when I hit the same spot over and over again, don’t you?” (He knows that i really HATE it when he peppers ONE spot over and again… so this was a trick question and i knew it).

i responded, “No Sir. i do not”.

He said, “You know you do! Just admit it” (Still trying to test my responsiveness)

i said, “No Sir. i can’t lie to you, so i won’t admit to liking it when i don’t.”

He said, “Maybe I should spank all over then.” And for about 1-2 minutes he spanked both cheeks quite quickly and fast. i was starting to cringe and lift my head off the bed.

That’s when he stopped, he leaned down onto my back, pressing me into the bed, and i felt his cock go straight into my ass. And he whispered in my ear, “What a good girl!”

i gasped with surprise. i didn’t even know he had his pants down. He must’ve taken them down before entering the bedroom because i didn’t hear the tell-tale sign of a zipper.

My hair was already in a ponytail so he grabbed hold and started pumping my ass with his cock hard and fast. i was immediately transformed from pain to pleasure. He pumped inside me while pulling my hair back, causing me to arch my back, and to be very still in the process.

He made a point to tell me i was NOT TO CUM! So i had to work hard not to, and i did succeed!

After he came in my ass and said, “DO NOT MOVE!” He pulled out and left to the bathroom. When he came back, i felt a very cold plug being pushed into my ass. He said, “let it in! This is to stay in until I say it comes out. Do you understand?”

i responded with, “Yes Sir”.

With that i thought we were done, so i started to stand up when he pushed down on my back and said, “We aren’t done yet”.

He pushed me hard into the bed and i once again felt the paddle on my ass. He said, “Do NOT let the plug come out!” And he turned my ass a bright red color while i focused on holding the plug in the entire time.

When he was done, he told me i did well while helping me stand upright, kissed me passionately, and told me to remember “Your ass belongs to me! I love you!” And i responded in kind.

So now i’m happily plugged as his cum seeps from my ass all day long.

The first spanking back was absolutely wonderful! i am loved and i know it!

Hugs,
Marie

DAY 8 – My Submissiveness

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So i have NOT kept up with the 30-days of submissiveness postings, but i want to resume those. It may prove to be intermittent and not “daily”, but i think that’s okay too. So…. day 8…..

DAY 8 : LOOK!Post a kinky image you find erotic. Briefly describe what arouses you most in the image.

This prompt has caused me so much angst. i am struggling to pick just one image, so i decided to do more than just one…. in no particular order…

Pic 1: spanking… the very essence of Domestic Discipline:

Spanking is a real part of my relationship with David. Spanking a bare bottom, that has been offered up freely to a dominant, Hoh is acknowledging that i am not in control. Ever.

In addition, i should always look, smell, and sound appealing to him.

Pic 2: the paddle

David’s favorite disciplinary tool is the paddle. My paddle looks quite similar to this one. i hate the paddle … that it is (ever) even needed. But i love that David and i have found this lifestyle that works too. No fighting … verbally or physically… takes place in our home (when we are in our mode of DD anyway!). i freely accept the paddle as a necessary tool to keep our marriage where we both want it to be.

Pic 3: afterward…

Almost always after the paddle, he allows me to cum. It depends if it’s a true punishment or a maintenance (“stay the course reminder and reward for doing so”) though too. Punishment can’t ever be rewarded with sexual pleasure or else it would make me WANT to be bad.

Pic 4: why i do what i do….

YES, i do truly believe that if i can’t submit to my husband, i will never be able to truly submit to God’s authority either. God said in the Bible women are to submit and men are to love.

Pic: And last one….

i have a strong fantasy desire to be the center of attention for a room full of people – men and women. To be tied up and put on display and/or use, however, the party- goers wish to use me is their desire and my command. To be an ultimate party-favor, for the duration of the party and to serve any person’s whim. We shall see if this ever happens… i mean, it IS a fantasy and sometimes they come true.

Hugs,

Marie

60- who snaps the hardest?

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i managed to get myself into trouble today. i got very stressed out in a situation that was timed and had a deadline, and David was only trying to help. But he caused my stress to go up because i had a plan and just needed to execute it. So i snapped at him, “ok, fine! I got this. Go do your thing now and let me do this!”

And T-H-E very second it came out of my mouth i regretted it. But too late. Damage done.

David just gave me a look that said it all. i could read his expression and it said, “I know you didn’t just talk to me that way!”

And i immediately responded with, “i am sorry Sir, that was an unintentional snap.”

He calmly said, “I’m sure I will have an Intentional snap very soon where I will accept your apology”.

i knew that meant the snap of the paddle pressing hard against my ass.

i had no choice but to face the consequences of my stupid, stressed-out, speak-before-i-think actions.

Thankfully, he walked away and allowed me to refocus and get the deadline met. i got the work done in time and turned in with 2-minutes left.

(NO, i did not procrastinate. It was simply an assignment with a super tight deadline and the clock was not my friend.)

Spankings during this social distancing time have been hard to do because they are not quiet events and our son is home more than ever.

And as luck would not be in my favor, the first time since mid-March, my son’s BF invited him over to their house and since it was just the two of them (and BF’s fam), i said yes.

So an hour later, our son was out of the house. David and i ate dinner and i just knew that i should be in position to accept the spanking (soon). So i just went to the bedroom without being told. Striped naked. Per usual. Leaned over with my elbows on the bed and feet flat on the floor. Ass sticking straight out, available for use.

So after getting into position, i waited, for one hot second. And here he came.

He grabbed the paddle and started peppering my ass to warm it up. The warm up stings. It feels like mosquito bites hanging up on my bottom.

As he did this, he asked, “going to snap at me?”

i said, “no Sir”

“Why not now? You did earlier. You seemed to think it was ok then!”

i responded with, “it was wrong.“

And he said, “good answer…now. Too bad you didn’t think before you spoke before. And now your ass is going to sting when we are done so that you remember you don’t get to snap at me. Or else I will snap at you. And my snaps will hurt far more than your snaps could ever do.”

i lost count. He was right. The snaps were so many. And what’s more is he didn’t actually swing hard or powerful. It was just snapping. And the more he did, the more it stung.

i estimate i received around 200 “snaps” in all. All with the paddle. All in about 10’ish minutes. Not much force at all actually, but more or less in the same spot. Over and over again.

And then it was finally over. For today. But alas, tomorrow is maintenance.

As we lay in bed and i type this, he just rolled over, said good night, “I guess we will sting your butt again tomorrow. Because it IS Friday. Sleep well!”

In my head… “oh joy. Can’t wait. W-H-Y couldn’t it be any day but Friday tomorrow? My butt is still stinging even now, so I wonder how it will feel tomorrow.”

And out of my mouth, “thank you Sir. You sleep well also.”

He said, “good answer.”

Hugs,

Marie

Day 6 of 30: My Submission

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DAY 6 : FANTASIES…Describe your weirdest/most interesting sexual fantasy.

Well… this could get interesting reading what others say about their “most interesting sexual fantasy”….

So here’s mine…..

While i don’t have a desire to be a slave or a “little” full time, i do fantasize about it all coming together on occasion.

Submission… with a little slave… with a little of little… my version told like a read-able fiction story…

He said, “get on your knees like a good girl should be.”

And i dropped to the floor. i know to have my legs spread and my hands turned – palms up – while they rest on my knees. And of course, i already stripped all clothing off when i heard the garage door open. My eyes downcast toward the floor, and back arched so to make my boobs stand out instead of sagging inward.

He steps toward me putting one foot between my legs. He is so close that i feel the tip of his shoe against my clit. i immediately get wet between my legs because i’ve been trained to be ready for him at all times and now the slightest touch sets me off.

He leans down near my face, puts a hand under my chin to pull my face upward to him and he says, “what a good girl you are. Has my little girl been good enough to get a reward?”

i feel my pussy juices flow even more with his touch on my face and his words directed at me. i am pleasing to my Master and husband, which makes me fill with joy in my heart and cum in my pussy.

i calmly and quietly say in my best little girl voice, “yes Sir, i have been.”

He says, “good. Then i have an evening of fun planned for us both. And we have to get you ready now. I need you to get on all fours on top the coffee table.”

i just say “Yes Sir” and do as i am told. And i wait.

Sir leaves the room and comes back in a short minute with toys in hand. i look to see he has a mouth gag, a blindfold, and a spreader bar. The bar that has two sets of side-by-side cuffs attached to it on either end. i know that means my ankles will he strapped into the outside cuffs and my wrists will be strapped in the inside cuffs, with my arms stretched down between my legs.

i turn over to be on all fours where Sir straps on the mouth gag. He’s not speaking to me but that’s ok, i trust him. And he strap my ankles into the outside cuffs and snap the locks. i turned back over onto my knees and slide my arms down between my legs so that my shoulder is on the table with my ass is in the air where Sir straps my wrists to the bar and applies those locks also.

Then he puts the blindfold on. i can’t see anything. But i hear everything.

And i wait.

i didn’t have to wait long.

i heard the doorbell ring.

i heard Sir go down the entry way hall to answer the door.

i hear men’s voices.

i recognize them all.

It is all of Sir’s golfing buddies.

In total, i know he plays golf with about 10-different guys, and it sounds like at least half of them have come to our house.

After Sir welcomes them into our house, i hear Sir say, “yes, of course she’s ready! I already told you she would be. Come see for yourself.”

And i heard the footsteps coming down the hall to open into our living room where i was on display. My heart races. Sir has never done this before. i am suddenly grateful he put the gag in my mouth so i can’t object and the blindfold on my face so he can’t see my worry.

That’s when i heard a collective gasp, with a “oh wow!” And a laugh too.

And Sir said, “can I get you all something to eat and drink? Watching football today is going to be an interactive sport gentlemen. Eat, drink, and use my wife in any way you desire. She’s here to please. Aren’t you sweetheart?”

And through my mouth gag i try saying, “yes Sir” but it came out all garbled. Everyone laughed. And i heard Sir say, “well, you heard the woman… no objections! Men, let’s have an amazing Sunday to remember!”

And i heard a whole lot of zippers coming down……