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38 – Orgasm control sucks

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So ever since i asked for a spanking, David has become ever the leader in our house. We had gotten away from DD … not from an intentional discussion or decision, but really just from “life” getting in the way.

And i realized how much i needed it, and i missed it, and i wanted it back. So i asked to be spanked. And i asked to go back to DD and him being the leader of our house. And ever since that day a month’ish ago…..

Now ….. he’s R-E-AL-L-Y in control.

And i didn’t appreciate how much control i had.

Specifically over my ability to pleasure myself and to orgasm.

But he wants control over my mind AND body. And in my head, i’m like, “YES! i want you in control.” But in my nether parts, i’m thinking more like, “he’s a man. He likes to be pleasured and i can get what i want by giving him what he wants”.

i tried hard to seduce Sir tonight. i was horny and wanted to have him. So i started by flirting. i did ask if i could kiss him. (He said yes). So i started out correctly. Then i sat beside him, took my top down, and started rubbing on him. Starting at his chest and working down.

And he grabbed my hand and said, “stop being so aggressive.”

i smiled and said, “i’d like to make you happy.”

He responded with, “NO, you want to make YOU happy.”

He knows me too well.

So he told me to stop or else i’d regret it. i didn’t. i kept on.

And he stood up and went and got the paddle.

He laid back down on the couch and looked me square in the eye with the paddle in hand and said, “are you sure you want to continue? You will regret it!”

So i stopped. And pouted. He told me to stop being a brat or else i’d regret that too.

Great. i’m turned on and can’t get him turned on. In all fairness, he WAS watching a tv show when i “got aggressive.”

So i sat on the floor next to him and waited. Topless of course.

When the second commercial came on, he said, “stand up.” So i did. And he said “because you made better choices in the end, i’m going to reward you. Show me that pussy.” So i lifted the nightgown i had on (a sexy one, not your grandma’s!) and because that was the only thing i had on, his tongue connected with my parts.

And oh-my…. i was in heaven and my eyes rolled back in my head. And when i asked if i could cum, he pulled away and said, “no.” And he was DONE.

What?? You are done?? You can’ttttttt be! NO… don’t stop…..

He said, “discipline. We need to work on it. With orgasms AND you’re ability to follow instructions the first time. Now go sit down and let me watch my show.”

So while i respect him, i don’t always listen to him. At least not the first time anyway. Ugh.

And he’s probably right about me needing to learn to listen the FIRST time, to follow directions, and understand great things come to those who wait. (Ok, fine…not “probably right”…. he IS right. Happy? i admitted it even to you!)

Additionally, there’s more than one way to get a point across. He didn’t have to use the paddle, just the sight of it and the orgasm control was all it took to have it’s full effect.

But now i reallyyyyyyyyyy want to cum.

When i told him that, he said, “maybe tomorrow.”

i’m going to struggle to wait til tomorrow. And i can only hope that tomorrow will be the day.

So that’s that. i officially don’t like orgasm control. But i do like David being in control…. i really do. i love him and our marriage…. leadership, denial, and punishments too. Really…. i mean it….punishments too – because while it hurts, it makes me show respect and submission and that is the biggest turn on of all!

Hugs,

Marie

37 – Moment of Truth – how it ended

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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

34 – National Orgasm Day

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Is today! i wasn’t aware, but David was sure to tell me. And he let me celebrate in a hugeeee way! 😋

Who makes these things up anyway? i mean, like who decided “we need a day to recognize and celebrate sexual activity?” Wouldn’t that be like EVERYDAY?

Did you get to orgasm today? If not, there’s still time left…. tick tick tick…..get busy!

That was the good news. Now the bad.

i begged for more than one orgasm… and i got it! But my greediness did cost me. What i didn’t know was there would be consequences to that. i got told to sleep with a butt plug in. He made me go get it, bend over, and he put it in. Then said, “don’t touch it!”

i’ve never done this before. So i’m really unsure if success will allude me. (Or perhaps just sleep will allude me.) But if i don’t wake up with a plug in tomorrow, i have no doubt it would land my ass under a paddle, and i’ll be giving you all a zinger of a spanking story by tomorrow. (Maybe Sir just wants to have a reason to spank… but then that’s what maintenance is for too, so i dunno. What i do know is it’s going to be a very long night.)

Stay tuned.

Hugs,

Marie

29 – Vacation discipline

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Often on vacation with family, it’s hard to be disciplined. Sometimes though it happens. Today wasn’t a “you’ve been bad and need to be spanked” discipline, but rather a “how much can you control yourself” discipline.

What does that mean??

Glad you asked…. I’ll tell ya!

We were in the hotel room (two beds, one room, 15-yr old in the next bed over) and Sir started pinching my nipples. And he was trying to make it hurt to where i let out a cry, a yelp, a something. i was determined to NOT make a single sound. So instead, i bit my lip and told myself to get wet for him. Because almost invariably, his hand will grow tired of playing with the nipples and move south.

I wanted to be wet for him when he touched that pussy that ultimately belongs to him! But of course, i am not allowed to touch it when he’s about to. So while my nipples were burning with the pain from the pinching he was doing, i focused on being wet for him.

When his hand moved south, i was ready. It made me proud to make him happy to find me ready for his touch. i knew there’d be nothing more than his fingers this morning touching me, but that was all good as i needed him and any attention he could give.

We proceeded to play a sort of game of chicken… who will flinch first. And i was determined to please him. So the faster his fingers played and flicked at my clit, the wetter i got, the more i bit my lip, and the more still i became.

He was trying to hurt it so that i would cry out, but it was a challenge and i refused to disgrace him and his authority. After he flicked my clit for awhile, i could tell it was swollen and sensitive. He gave it a bit of a break by immediately plunging 4-fingers deep into my cunt. And he was pressing inside deep and hard. My pussy was full! But he kept pressing. (It is a goal for both of us to eventually get his entire fist in there and be able to push in and out filling it so completely full, but we haven’t reached that milestone …. yet!).

He kept alternating between deep inside and pinching and flicking on the clit.

He whispered in my ear that i could cum all i wanted and that was my saving grace. And boy did i! It wasn’t long until i was shaking uncontrollably and felt numerous orgasms build and release. It became a continuous spill of cum from what we both knew was HIS pussy. It responded the way he wanted. He’s in control of everything, including how well his pussy responds to his touch.

And i was pleased to perform …. in silence… and compliance…. and enjoy the attention.

More please Sir! Anytime!

Hugs,

Marie

27 – i got what i wanted.. spanked

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Sometimes i think the idea of something is better than the real deal. Sometimes i know it’s for my own good. i’m not sure where this falls on the spectrum.

But i did get what i asked for…. spanked.

In terms of spankings intensity, this was very low in reality… but that’s all it took. It hurt! My butt was SO out of (spanking) shape, this hurt in a hurry!

Sir just took his time, swats all over my ass, and i jumped all over the place. That didn’t make him the least bit happy. So he kept going. And my butt got redder and redder. And tender. And hot.

And he said “are you going to be able to sit down?”

And I said “yes”

So he kept going.

Tears were starting to leak out of my eyes. i really wanted to beg for him to stop, but i had just (begged) for him to do this … and in my mind, i needed to yield to his authority. So i needed to let him tear up my ass as much as he wanted to.

And then it ended. And while it was a relief at that moment, not even 10-minutes later, i was craving more.

i feared that after such a long break from the DD lifestyle, that i’d get it back and really not want it after all. But … it was like a homecoming.

i welcome the next one and i hope my tears flow much more fluidly and thoroughly.

Hugs,

Marie