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131 – Complete work of fiction #8

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In my last work of fiction, we were getting ready to leave the restaurant with SS and David said, “wait until you meet his wife.” Read more about it at the link above, as i hate books that just repeat (and repeat!) the back story, i’d prefer just to tell you to go read it yourself already! Ha!

Little did i know just how quickly i would indeed meet his wife though too!

As we stood to leave, SS grabbed my hand and as he did he asked David, “you wouldn’t mind if she rode with me, would you?”

David responded, “of course not. Just be sure to treat her the same as I would.”

And SS responded, “yes, like the submissive that she is!”

Because David stood on one side of me with SS on the other, he was close by and leaned into my cheek and kissed me softly. That’s when he said to SS, “you mean to say ‘like the SLUT submissive wife that she is!” And with that comment, his hand came down hard on my ass such that it made me take a single step forward to ensure I didn’t fall after being pushed off balance.

David then looked at me and said, “Do you disagree with anything I’ve said Marie?”

i knew the only rule i had for the night was NO speaking, so i couldn’t do a thing except stand and look at him. i did shrug my shoulders and have a facial expression that would hopefully convey the message, “i am indeed YOUR submissive slut wife Sir!”

Y-E-S i actually DO like being called a “slut”, and specifically David’s submissive slut wife. Setting aside the negative opinions of the word, the definition of slut is actually “one who loves sex, specifically and most typically, it is sex with multiple partners.” So after putting down the negative connotations, because David is most definitely the one in control and to whom i submit to, i AM David’s submissive slut wife!

When i said nothing aloud, he looked at SS and said, “well, she didn’t argue so that’s that!”

And SS said, “let’s go see how well she lives up to that title!”

David said, “absolutely!”

SS said, “But of course, before we go, I see my wife is joining us now!”

That’s when a brilliantly dressed woman in a set of heels that i could never manage to stand upright in, let alone walk as gracefully as she was, walked up to us. She greeted David first with a passionate kiss as i looked on. As she pulled back David said to her, “Hello Dear. Nice to see you again.”

That’s when David said to me, “Marie, you remember your Madam Second, don’t you?”

She looked at me and said, “I SO loved watching my husband tickle your pussy throughout dinner. I sat at the bar flirting with some young kid who thought he would get lucky with me tonight, all the while I was really getting wet from having my attention focused all on you. I especially loved watching your expressions as you climaxed multiple times through dinner! Quite a show you put on!“

That’s when she greeted SS and said, “Aren’t you glad I told you to send that email to apply to be her SS? Now we get to dominate her together, along with her amazing husband, who wants help putting her in her place!”

Madam Second said all this while running her hands up and down David’s chest and wrapping her leg around his. i fought the urge to speak and to tell her to get her hands off my husband. i couldn’t decide if this impromptu swinger, domination, power play event was good …. or bad. But i felt jealousy rising up in me all the same. Before i had time to truly act on my feelings, was at the same time when SS spoke up, bringing me back to reality and out of my own mind.

SS said, “Yes, I am glad. But you need to remember your place as well my sweet submissive wife and that you’ll also be expected to submit to David’s authority as well as mine now too.”

She said, “Yes Sir. I know I’m a switch who only gets to dominate little submissive wifey sluts like our Marie here. But you know how having a little toy to play with excites me so! I am so excited you’ve both given her to me. I won’t let either of you regret this.”

And she excitedly jumped up and down for a second like a little kid. And said, “Thank you Sirs”.”

SS replied to her, “Yes I knew you’d like having her to dominate, but it also turned me on knowing you were submitting to my authority by only getting to watch me finger her wet cunt throughout dinner too! Are you wet for me now??”

David said, “let me take the liberty to find out for you.” And i saw his hand slip under her dress and his forearm flex in a way that told me his fingers plunged straight into her pussy with no warning at all. i didn’t even think it possible, but she managed to lift up on her heels even higher than she already was and i heard her sigh.

David said, “oh yes! She is dripping wet!”

Wow. My head was spinning! Was all this really happening this way right now?

So the woman Sir was fucking a few weeks back when i came home from work, that he decided would be my Madam Second was now standing in front of me once again showing me just how dominate she may end up being. All the while also being a giddy little submissive woman, who is married to the man who is now to be my Second Sir as well!

David saw my face and saw the complete surprise i was trying to comprehend. He came in front of me and blocked my view from anything and anyone so that the only thing i was able to focus on was him. He put his hands on my hips and pulled me into his embrace. He said, “Look at me Marie.” And i did as i was told.

He continued, “i suspect you are very overwhelmed at this turn of events, but if you remember, at the start of this evening I asked you if you trusted me and you said yes. I just need you to do that still now. Can you do that?”

i nodded.

And he kissed me deeply and said, “that’s my good girl!”

He turned and grabbed my hand and said to SS and Madam Second, “ok, we are ready to move this party to our house. Or should I say, we are ready to get this party really started now?!”

David looked at me and said, “Don’t forget, I told you no words allowed until after midnight. And it’s just now only 9:00 on. You still have awhile to wait! Think you can do that?”

And out loud i said, “Yes Sir.”

TO BE CONTINUED. 😎

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

56 – Confident Sir

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i don’t typically write twice on the same day, but i am in awe of David today and felt the need to mention this now. He has grown in his confidence and he beams. He tells me things that he would not have before. He doesn’t ask as many questions so much as now he makes statements.

While i’ve grown in my deeper submission, he too has grown and developed as a stronger leader for me and our family. He has truly become my SIR.

But i won’t deny, it truly has been a process. We officially started DD almost two years ago. When we started, it was ME wanting it. i asked David rather slowly and tentatively. At first, David was more or less just going along with it. While he didn’t exactly say these words to me, i think he basically was thinking, “okay, it’s her latest and greatest kink for the bedroom. I’ll go along…” and he did.

But that’s just it. It wasn’t a kink (okay, maybe it IS…. but still!) just for the bedroom or a fad that would go away. i wanted this to be a new way of life and a new lifestyle to which we were committed to and would define our relationship. And slowlyyyyyyyy over these two years, i’ve seen him take on a true Dom personality that has REALLY culminated in the last few weeks, but especially the last couple of days.

i told you how in the fall we fell out of the DD lifestyle. Because i didn’t really think he liked it, that he was (still) just going along with it, and didn’t really “care” about it, i basically didn’t either. And because the fall season is always busy at our house with our son in high school, so… i just dropped it.

But coming up to Christmas – i missed it. i missed who we were. i hoped he would want to get it back. i had noticed we were always fighting about stupid stuff, i didn’t show him respect – in my actions, words, or thoughts – and well, things weren’t going well. So that’s when i texted him i miss spanking and he texted back, “Me too”.

With that response, THAT was when i realized for the first time that he truly had come to like the DD lifestyle and being my Dom. And i was equally excited … and sad. Excited because i had a chance to get back what i thought was lost and sad for having lost it in the first place.

From T-H-A-T day in January until now, he has started truly being in charge, telling me what to do, and disciplining when it’s needed. He has set new rules and enforced them too. And he is adamant about NOT missing maintenance either.

THIS time, it’s different. It is intentional on his part. Not just mine. And in the past 24-hours, he’s been more Dom-like than ever before.

First, he texted saying if i could go home early for maintenance, that would be preferable. So i did because i could. When i got home, he was eating a late afternoon meal and watching t.v. i greeted him cordially but i wasn’t entirely sure if he wanted to do maintenance then, later, or what. So i asked him.

And his response was, “From now on, assume that when you come in the door on Friday after work, you are to……go straight to our bedroom, get completely naked, stand with your feet on the floor next to the bed, bent over at the waist. And on your back should rest the paddle. You shall wait until I am ready to come in and join you, however long that may be. Don’t make noise, don’t ask questions, and do NOT move from that position until after maintenance is complete – no matter HOW long you have to wait for me to arrive! Do I make myself clear?”

Wow. Okay then. That is without a doubt, THE most dominant thing he has EVER said to me. It was direct, clear, un-questioning and un-waivering.

“Yes Sir, it is very clear.”

And i turned and went to do as he said. Which then resulted in the most painful spanking to date. Without preamble. Without much notice. And definitely without asking me “if it’s okay, I’d like to….”, to which i was incredibly thrilled about!

That brings us to this morning….. when i told him that in my deeper submission thoughts…. that i want to implement a new rule about “what he puts in, only he can take out” he said, “okay.”

Hmm. His response wasn’t too excited or convincing. Maybe he doesn’t really think this is a good idea and this is just me “topping from the bottom”. Oh well, i said it and that’s all i can do for now.

i went on to say that i would NOT talk about it (“it” being whatever he put in), whine about it, beg for it to come out, or otherwise mention it. That i would trust that he would remember, not forget about me, and tell me when he felt it was time to come out. Again, he said, “okay”.

Geez, me and my big ideas.

And that’s when he left the house to go play golf. He texted me shortly afterward though and said, “I didn’t have time to put the purple metal plug in, but you need to do that now. Text me a pic that I can see it went in.”

Oh well, maybe this isn’t such a bad idea afterall…..

And i did as he requested…. at 9:00 a.m. this morning.

When i texted the pic, i asked him, “Does that make you happy?” (Genuine, not sarcastic). And then i went on to say that i see giving him the authority to decide if/ when it comes out as another sign of submission and it makes me happy.

And he wrote, “Yep and Good!”

Man of few words, but i did anticipate a little more than that too. This is really not my best idea. Well, i guess i’ll see how today goes. But i’ll leave it in and hope you don’t forget.

He got home from golf at 3:00 and he has not said ONE-SINGLE-WORD-ABOUT-THE-PLUG-ALL-DAY.

IT IS STILL IN. This is THE longest i have EVER worn a plug. And …. while it’s uncomfortable from this length of time in, it’s not “that bad”… but if he said take it out, i’d be all-too-happy to do so too!

But it made me wonder, “Did he forget?” So – i debated – but i worked up the courage to ask……

i said, “Sir, while i am NOT complaining or asking for relief because i said i wouldn’t do that, did you forget about the plug?”

He responded with an incredulous look and said, “NO, I did NOT forget. And why are you asking when you said you wouldn’t? I assume I don’t have to talk about it or confirm it is still in. Is it still in?”

“Yes Sir”

“Show me. Now.”

So i turned around, bent over, and pulled down my pants.

He said, “Looks great.”

THAT’s IT? AGAIN? …. i thought there should be more….

i said, “So do you want to touch it? Can it come out? Are you surprised i left it in?”

And he said, “You are asking a lot of questions. Do you want to be spanked?”

“No Sir”

“Okay, so where’s the trust you texted about? Do you NOT trust me to remember, to make good decisions and to tell you what I want?”

“I do”

“Then stop asking questions before I put even more bruises on your already bruised ass. And go away and quit asking… with the plug IN place!”

WOW. TWO DAYS IN A ROW. He is MY DOMINANT HUSBAND! i beamed.

i said, “Thank you Sir. i love this confident dominance you are showing me.”

And with that, he smiled and said, “Good! Go put on a thinner fabric, tighter fitting shirt, so I can see your nipples better. And plan to wear it to dinner tonight.”

i’m not allowed to wear a bra unless i’m at work in a shirt that requires it.

So i did.

And so here i sit – with a purple plug in my ass still and a form-fitting shirt, no bra and no panties, and preparing to go to dinner……. where people could see my nipples.

But i am confident that my husband is a CONFIDENT SIR. And he will NOT forget about me, he will beam when others look at my nipples, and i will be proud of who i am and who he’s become.

And i feel most confident that my latest kinky sex fad is now a permanent lifestyle that has changed my husband into my very confident and dominant husband who i call Sir!

Hugs,
Marie

54 – Maintenance – rushing home : worst spanking ever

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Maintenance hurts… i know i’ve said that before.

But.

i still look forward to it every Friday. Rarely am i not in the mood for it. It brings us together. It relieves stress. It starts the weekend out right.

In fact, i am racing home from work right now because Sir texted saying he was heading home and (if possible – which it is!), i need to meet him there and “get (myself) ready and in position.”

So i am headed home to have my weekly date with my Sir and let him wield the paddle to my bottom.

And i simply could NOT be any happier! Even though i KNOW it WILL hurt! ❤️

———————

And one hour later i can honestly tell you, tonight’s maintenance session was the hardest spanking i have ever received.

David said, “I had a crappy day and I have a lot of stress to unwind. I have never gotten you to say yellow or red, and I want to find out just exactly how much it will take. It is not a punishment, but it will be a strong maintenance session that will unwind us both, on your ass and my mind. Are you prepared?”

My sole response, “Yes Sir”

And he did exactly as he said he would.

Since i knew he would go long and hard, i tried to count the swats in my head. He never makes me count out loud, and most of the time i pray in my head about acceptance, grace, and mercy. But tonight, i counted.

And i lost count. At 125.

Not all were huge swings and propel-me-forward kinda of swats. But i can tell you ALL of them were intentional and purposeful.

And i called out yellow. Meaning “slow down, please”

And he did. And still went a bit more.

Now i am sitting in the car, while riding to dinner, and we are both super relaxed. And my ass is on F-I-R-E!! Like it has NEVER been before.

And yet… if he said “bend over now!” i would do it again.

Love my submissive, domestic disciplined life! ❤️

Hugs,
Marie

49 – My Valentine maintenance session

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Maintenance spankings really suck. In the moment anyway.

i asked for maintenance when we first started this lifestyle to ensure we stick to this Domestic Discipline lifestyle. i am committed and want to do this lifestyle…forever…. and in my sane, very-sober moments maintenance sounds really good.

We have maintenance every Friday. Without fail. Rain or shine. And we N-E-V-E-R miss. If for some reason…. apart from one another for (say) a work trip, illness, or guests in our home…. we do it on the first available and possible “make-up” day.

And today was no different. My butt is red and throbbing as i type this.

And Sir just asked me if i wanted session number 2 for the day! I declined. He smiled. He then said he loved me and Happy Valentine’s Day.

So for someone reading this thinking, “WHY would you submit to being spanked every-single-Friday?”…. i will tell you why….

It is a way to bond, connect with each other, spend quality time together, build up who we want to be together now and always, and ultimately… instill, and reinforce, that i am submissive and he is Dominant.

i yield to him my entire being, including my butt. It is an active choice. NOT something done to me against my will, but something i want to allow and encourage him to do. By encouraging David to spank me with my willingness and acceptance, it gives him the confidence that if i will submit now to this, when he makes other decisions for our family, i will also submit then too. …

And for the record, i am NEVER restrained and have every opportunity to resist or fight it, but i don’t. When i submit, he is rewarded with confidence and pride instilled in his mind that i yield all authority to him to run our marriage and family, and yes, that happens when i submit my physical body for a maintenance spanking.

So a maintenance spanking is more than just a spanking. It is a bonding experience, and a way of life for us.

But today, on Valentine’s Day, i wasn’t in the mood for it. In fact, i tried to talk David out of it. i said it’s Valentine’s, it won’t hurt if we skip one week, i have been really good…. and his response was, “NO. We will not skip even once because once turns into twice and three times and eventually never. And then we don’t live the lifestyle we both have committed to. So get over here and pull your pants down and get into position “

So… i did.

But in the moment… as that paddle is swinging and stinging my ass….it’s not very “good” at ALL. Despite wanting to live this lifestyle and having been the one to say i wanted these maintenance sessions, it’s definitely NOT good! No… it just plain hurts. And of course, that’s by design. And it’s effective. It grounds me. It reminds me who i am alone and who we are together.

And in the moment, i literally hold my breathe, waiting for the paddle to leave it’s mark, and i pray… yes pray. Oh i don’t pray what you might think i’d be praying at that moment… (Lord let this stop soon) but rather more something like this, “Lord bless our marriage. Bless David. Help me to be completely submissive. Help him to know i yield and accept the authority that you’ve given him to be the leader of our house. Help me to accept this spanking with grace and mercy.”

The longer the Spanking, the more difficult it is to stay focused on my prayers because… well…. it hurts. And i am being spanked.

Tonight, it was extra hard. To focus and the paddling. And i know that David knew this too because he asked me, “are you close to calling yellow?” He probably wanted it to be extra hard tonight, for some reason that he had and to which really didn’t matter. And i had to say “yes” and he just said, “yes…what?” i said, “yes Sir.”

So i probably needed a spanking… i have been sassy and forgetting to say Sir lately… obviously…..so… it did what it was supposed to… it reinforced that i am NOT in charge and i was reminded of that tonight.

Hugs, Marie