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184 – FICTION: Much needed stress relief

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** one of my longest blog posts ever. Maybe “the” longest indeed. Maybe a word count is in order. Hmmm.

*** Fiction sex-stories just keep running through my head from a real-life situation. David really is currently stressed out, and I really want to have sex. So I just keep thinking of ways to serve him well… and that’s what caused this fiction story to develop…….

Work has him very busy and very stressed out and I know it. I’m doing my best to stay out of his way and not cause him trouble. So when I heard him call my name in a stern way, I suddenly became anxious.

I quickly responded with, “Yes Sir, coming Sir.”

He was sitting in his home office working, as he does everyday while I was trying to be quiet as a mouse. He had already made it known that he had some big deadlines coming up and I was not to bother him.

I understood. I know from previous times where his stress was high due to work deadlines that means I am to be quiet, yet available, and always agreeable.

I immediately went to him and I heard him speak the familiar words “Woman, present yourself.”

Of course I had no clothes on as I’m not allowed to wear them when we are in the house, for any reason. All I had to do was immediately push my legs shoulder-width apart, place my hands interlaced behind my head, and while looking straight ahead cause my chest to protrude outward too.

I wasn’t exactly sure what Sir had in mind considering he doesn’t typically break away from his work to inspect me, but nevertheless I’m always ready when he wants to.

He stood and came toward me. He smiled while his hand stretched reached for my nipple, to which he took between his fingers and just teased it with a hard but loving pinch. And then he did the same to the other one too. I didn’t move a muscle, as I’ve been trained for his touch long ago. I know better than to move when I am in present position.

His hand slid down onto my waist and he moved behind me. I felt his chin on my shoulder while his arms hugged me from behind. Again, I knew not to move.

He kissed my shoulder and took in my scent. I was becoming so aroused just by being touched so innocently by him. His hand slid down between my legs as his cock pressed against my backside. He found exactly what he was looking for: a wet, achy pussy.

Still I didn’t move. He pressed two fingers inside me as I was focused entirely on the mantra in my head, “Do not move. Remain still. Be the pleasing submissive wife he wants you to be. Do not move. Remain still.”

He then started pushing in and out while talking to me about mundane things such as, “so what shall we have for lunch today?”

And I responded, “whatever pleases you Sir.”

He laughed and said, “That wasn’t exactly an answer. But my love, you do know how to respond in ways that create music to my ears too!”

Ding-dong. The doorbell rang.

“Speaking of music in our ears…. right on time too!” he said.

Instinctively I flinched at the sound and he smacked my ass hard and said, “What was that about? You aren’t very focused if the doorbell caused that reaction! You know better than that!”

The unmistakable “ding dong” rang out again.

Sir pulled his fingers from my pussy and said, “don’t move.”

His office is just the first room right inside our front door, so of course when he moved to the door it was only a few feet from where we were standing. Thankfully, I was facing toward the interior of the office with my rear to the front door. I suspected whoever was at the door might see me, but Sir would be standing between them and me, creating a natural wall between us.

I had no idea who was at the door, but I wasn’t about to turn and try to see either. I heard Sir say, “just a minute while I go get my wallet.” And he moved away. I was exposed. I knew this person was seeing my entire backside, and even part of my side profile from the angle they were at.

I heard the stranger say, “oh wow.” He was clearly surprised at the sight of my backside that Sir had intentionally allowed him to have.

Sir came back and handed the guy some money and said, “keep the change.”

I heard the guy said, “You’ve made my day great. Thanks for the tip, and the view.” I heard both men chuckle.

Sir said, “yeah I can see that tip has obviously made you happy by the bulge there in your pants. You must like what you see. Come back anytime.”

He responded, “I just might do that!”

And with that, I heard the door close.

Sir came to me and said, “lunch is here. I took the liberty to order Chinese delivery.”

I still didn’t move or speak as I knew my place and he hadn’t given me permission to move from my position yet, even though my arms and back were truly starting to ache from this longer-than-usual inspection.

Sir said, “you may break now.” That was the cue I was anxiously waiting for, and I thanked him.

We ate lunch in our usual way. When I’m not being asked to do sex-slave duties, I am his submissive wife but we would be like any other couple you see on the streets and at home, with the exception of me wearing no clothing of course. Nothing exciting, really. And we talked about the usual affairs.

Until Sir said, “you need to finish before me and go get under my desk. You need to be there, hidden from sight, but waiting for me when I sit down for my Zoom call.”

I did as told. I like being his submissive wife and doing the things that make him happy. So I responded with, “Yes Sir” and started to eat at a bit quicker pace than usual.

When he returned to the office, of course I am already in place. I wouldn’t dream of intentionally disappointing him. He sits in his chair and he looks at me and starts to speak, “while I am on this zoom call you will suck my cock. You should make sure to do it with enough enthusiasm to convince me you deserve this alone time with my cock while I’m busy earning a living for our family. And yet, you can’t make any noise so as to distract my colleagues while we discuss our business dealings. If you manage to get me off before the call ends, you will be rewarded. But if you do not or if you make too much noise, you will be punished. Do you understand?”

I was ecstatic to be allowed to pleasure Sir while he was working. He’s been so stressed with work, I’ve hardly had anytime with him at all and definitely none with his cock.

I got the biggest grin on my face and said, “oh goodie Sir! Thank you for allowing me to worship your cock. You know how I love sucking your cock!”

Because I’m not allowed to touch him without permission and as he moved his chair closer to me he said, “you may take my cock from my pants, but you are allowed only to touch my pants with your hand. The only thing I want touching my cock is your mouth.”

I unzipped his pants with my hands, and proceeded to only touch him after that with my mouth. I didn’t want to do anything to earn punishment, or to have him take away my cock-worship time.

And with that I heard the clicking of the mouse and I heard Sir say, “Hey guys. How are you?”

My tongue swirled at the tip of his cock. I tasted the pre-cum drop that had already formed there.

I heard the others say how they were doing and asked Sir how he was. He said, “oh I’ve been stressed lately, but I expect I’ll start to feel relief soon.”

I knew he intended for me to hear that comment! And it gave me the encouragement to take his whole member into my mouth. I pushed my mouth down onto his cock, taking him deep into my throat.

I began to thrust my mouth up and down causing his cock to become harder and thicker with every move. I could tell Sir was enjoying this slight distraction from his daily grind.

They were talking all sorts of business things that I knew nothing about, but I didn’t care about it either. I had one goal and that was to get my Sir to ejaculate fully into my mouth.

Sir has told me before that I give good head and it encourages me to try to do even more each time he allows me this pleasure. I decided to try to go as fast as I could, so I was moving up-down-up-down in rhythm. I could hear the beat in my head as I moved in time.

And with each thrust I pushed him deeper and deeper in my throat. Each time I pushed fully down onto his cock, I could feel his cock touch the back of my throat. It was divine pleasure to feel his thick cock fill my mouth so entirely.

But I wanted more.

I know from experience I can push his cock past the touch of my throat and have it slide down, but it’s hard to do from this position. It’s so much easier when I’m laying on my back on the bed, with my head hanging over the side while he throat fucks me. When he does that, his cock just slides right into my throat as smooth as butter!

Maybe I could achieve that same result from this position too, but I really wasn’t sure.

As I was trying to get a better angle on his cock, continuing to move up and down, I hit my head on the desk. Oh-shit.

I heard someone on the call say, “is everything ok? Did we lose you?”

I had became the exact kind of distraction he had warned me against! I held his cock in my mouth while holding perfectly frozen in time. I was so mad at myself. How did I fuck this up?

That’s when I saw his hand come under the desk. I felt his hand come up to my cheek and touch it softly. And that’s when he pulled away and came back hard again. P-O-P. He gave my cheek a really hard pop that sting pretty good. It was intentional. It made a point.

I didn’t expect that exactly, so I nearly moved enough to have my teeth grind into Sir’s prized possession. Biting him would’ve been a complete disaster so I’m grateful to have held my mouth still enough to not do that to him! But the message was clear…. punishment was soon coming.

I heard Sir say, “oh that was nothing of importance. I just hit something under my desk. I’ll have to take care of that later.”

At this very moment that was what I was. Something … a distracting “something” at that. And between the pop to my cheek and the comments made aloud, he made it clear punishment would ensue soon enough.

While my mouth still surrounded his cock, I felt the unmistakable sense of his cock deflating. He had lost interest in my cock worship. But I hadn’t been told to stop, nor had he pulled himself from my mouth, and the Zoom call hadn’t ended either so I still had a chance to get him off before it ended. Although I was skeptical at my chances of success, I knew I had to try!

I started again. I thrust up and down, swirled my tongue on his cock. I felt it flick, which I knew meant it was regaining blood flow. I felt it thicken in my mouth and I was encouraged. I had hope that I might could still get him to orgasm yet.

I worked hard to get him off. This time though, I was completely in-tune with his Zoom call, where I was much more careful to make no noise of any kind.

I pushed him deep inside my mouth. When I pulled out, I made a point to swirl my tongue at his tip. I’ve always known that little flick of the tongue excites him so much. And I pushed even deeper again. And swirled my tongue even more. And again. And again.

I heard him finally say, “that does seem like a great place to be.” And a minute later I heard, “Ahhhhh, yes.”

It was with the word “yes,” that I felt his hand on the back of my head. He grabbed my head and held me still. His cock was deep inside my mouth. I was finally rewarded with one solid flex of his member, followed by a thick stream of cum shooting deep into my mouth. It almost gagged me, but Sir had trained me to accept his gift without gagging. So I concentrated on breathing through my nose, slowing my heart rate, keeping my mouth as wide as possible, and drank down every drop of cum his beautiful cock offered me.

That was when his hand released his grip. He started to stroke my hair with petting moves, while he pulled his cock back from my mouth too. I heard him say, “This has indeed been a productive meeting gentleman. I need to go take care of some to-do’s that have come from this meeting and we will be in touch soon.”

I knew the “productive meeting” comment was meant to say I did good to get him to orgasm, but the “take care of to-do’s” was me being punished too. I started to cringe as I wasn’t looking forward to the punishment that ensued.

He pulled his chair back from the desk and he said, “while you were indeed successful with giving me stress relief, you didn’t fully carry out your full directive either. Did you?”

“No sir.”

“And what did you do wrong?”

“I became too greedy and popped my head against the bottom side of the desk, causing you and your co-workers an unnecessary distraction Sir.”

“Yes you became a greedy cunt, didn’t you? Why did you act like an untrained bitch? You know better! Or at least I sure thought you did.”

Disappointment rose up in me. He was right in that I have been trained better. My service to him has been a long time int he making, and I love doing it. But today my service wasn’t complete.

“Yes, but Sir I was just so grateful for the opportunity to give you the needed cock-worship you deserve that I….”

He cut me off. “That you failed to follow my directive. You acted like an untrained slut who doesn’t know her place. Do you think that gave me stress relief to know you need to be trained better than I thought you were?”

Feeling dejected, I dropped my gaze to the floor and I responded with, “No Sir”.

“Look at me when I’m talking to you. You don’t get to hide your eyes from me and not feel the full brunt of the shame you should be feeling. Are you ashamed of the service you failed to deliver today?”

I looked up and straight into his eyes. And I said, “Yes Sir” as tears started to blur my vision.

He said, “That’s good. Now because you were successful in getting me off in the end, I won’t give you the full punishment I was originally thinking I would. Go stand in this corner. Think about how this could’ve gone better and how you will do better next time. You’ll stand there until I say otherwise.”

And he pointed to the corner behind him. I moved silently to the corner of the room.

Only about a minute after I was in place, I heard Sir clicking away at the keyboard. He was back to work.

Then it wasn’t too long more when I heard him say, “Hi all. I’m glad we can have this meeting today. So where to begin?”

He had clearly begun yet another Zoom meeting for the day.

I heard someone say, “Oh this may well be the best Zoom meeting of the day so far. I like what I see!”

And Sir said, “I’m glad I can bring you all some small pleasure. I have had some small pleasures myself today, but don’t let the view distract you as we have a long meeting ahead. Although because I didn’t find the fullest expected pleasure I had hoped for earlier, some thought provoking positions had to be put in place. So rest assured, your view won’t change. Let’s get started shall we?”

And with that, I knew Sir had joined his next Zoom call with everyone seeing my naked ass in their sight… and I was going to be standing here for a long while… contemplating how I didn’t deliver on the expectations and fullest pleasure possible to my Sir. I’ll have plenty of time now to think about how to do better next time though… including maybe another chance to even meet the lunch delivery boy face to face too! 😉

Hugs,

Marie

183 – FICTION: Discipline Reinstated

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“I have been lax on your discipline and your attitude lately shows it. This is on me as it is my responsibility to maintain order and of course when you aren’t disciplined for poor behavior, you forget how to act good. So today we correct that. Assume the Position. N-O-W.”

That’s what he said to me. I knew he was right, but that didn’t mean I was ready for him to turn it back on right N-O-W as he said to me either.

I mean hell, I was dressed up, made up, and we were about to walk out the door for our Friday night out. I’ve been looking forward to this date night with my Dominant Husband all week!

So ….. in hearing his words…. I hesitated. I looked at him and said, “what?? Now?? Why?? We are about to leave……”

And what I heard back, I knew was what I probably needed to hear but had no desire in actually hearing either.

He said, “This. This attitude is what ai suspected I’d hear from you. Again, it’s my fault for not having been engaged lately and having poorly executed our discipline routine. But that stops. Now. Unless of course you want to argue more with me……”

That’s when I rolled my eyes at him.

Ut oh. That was most definitely not the best thing to do, and I knew it the second after I saw his face.

He was determined. To change this behavior. And it was about to happen.

He grabbed me up by my forearm, lifting me onto my toes. And said, “the eye roll is exactly what I won’t be having anymore of. You just made this worse for both of us. We will not be leaving here until your ass is as red as I think it should be, in order to have you sufficiently reminded of exactly how you are to behave when I give an order for you. Do you understand me??”

All I said was “Yes Sir”.

I hadn’t uttered those words in quite some time, which was really when I did know and acknowledge aloud that he was RIGHT. I did need discipline and his hand to be reminded of my submissive place in our marriage. If I had been able to be honest, I’d have told him awhile ago he was needing to bend me over and spank me. But he’s in control and let’s face it, I can’t make my Husband do something he’s not wanting to do. But it does seem he’s going to do this now.

And that’s when the realization that I was about to be regretting every non-Sir response, every eye roll, and every hesitation that I’ve felt lately.

I was glad to have my dominant husband back in control and caring enough to do what we both know needed to be done, but my ass was about to be very sore indeed.

He may as well have been dragging me to the bedroom by this point and he kinda pushed me forward toward the bed, and said, “Now. Do you need to be reminded exactly what the words ‘Assume the Position’ mean or can I assume you will be able to act properly now??”

I said, “Yes Sir” and started taking my clothes off. He just stared.

While this is always the most humiliating part for me, it is especially hard when his eyes are just bearing down on me too. So I sheepishly started removing my clothes, piece by piece.

He snapped his fingers and said “hurry it up woman. We don’t have all day. As you were aware, we have a dinner date to get started!”

So I moved more quickly and laid across the bed as I’ve been taught to do.

I heard the bedside stand drawer open and I knew I was about to feel the full reign of his authority on my backside.

He said, “I’ve let this go for too long.”

Smack.

I flinched and couldn’t help but think “wow, he didn’t even start light! Can I handle that he’s about to give??”

And he said, “you’ve not been the best submissive wife you could be. Have you?”

Smack.

“I asked you a question!”

Smack-smack-smack

“Yes, I know. I haven’t been very good. You are right.”

Smack-smack-smack!

“You also fail to speak the word you know I like to hear most!”

Smack! Smack! S-M-A-C-K!!

“What word is that?”

“Sir. You like to hear Sir. Sir”

SMACK!

“That’s correct. That word is music to my ears”

SMACK

(My eyes were already starting to tear up. My butt was already burning. But I also knew I love to submit to my husband, and I needed this. And honestly he needed this too.)

“Now, I’ll start over and you’ll count.”

(Now I just started to let the tears flow freely.)

Smack.

“One Sir”

Snack

“Tttwo Sirrr”

(My tears were making the words hard to speak.)

Smack

“Threeeee Sirrrrrr”

(I don’t want to call yellow. But how many more?!)

Smack-smack

“(Sob) Four Sirrrr aaand Fivvvveee Sirrrrr”

“That’s my girl. That’s what I like to hear. I know you are being a good girl to accept this needed discipline and your strength is very much noticed. Only five more. And each one will be harder than the last, so we end on a strong climax. Are you ready my love?”

“Y-essss sssssiiiirrrr” (sob)

(I can do 5-more. I’m proud that I have accepted his dominance and submitted the way I know we both want and love!)

Smack

Smack!

SMACK!!

(My tears and cries were getting loud)

“Good girl! I’m so proud of you for submitting to me and being so strong to accept my will as your own. One more love and we are done. This will hurt.”

S-M-A-C-K!!!

And with that, I collapsed onto the bed a whole mess of make up, tears, and yet…. strength. I know I’m a strong woman to decide to submit to my husband. I am proud of myself being willing to accept his leadership and discipline. And I know that he’s proud of me too for those same reasons.

With that he puts his arms around me and holds me for a few minutes until all the tears dry. That’s when he says, “are you hungry my good girl? I want to take you to a wonderful dinner now if you are up to it.”

I responded with the only words I knew were in my mind, heart, and soul……

“Yes Sir. Thank you Sir.”

And I hear……

“That’s my Good girl!”

Hugs,

Marie

144 – General Update on Me

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i have had some deadlines at work prohibiting me to be here as much as i have been in recent months. But now most of that is behind me and i should be able to post more frequently again.

But i thought a general all-around update could be nice for those who wonder these things…..

COVID – has of course caused everyone anxiety and stress. And we are all dealing with it in our own ways.

Overall, i think i have mentally adjusted to the new-Normal. For us in Texas but also personally, that means masks worn in public places, and especially inside buildings. And always inside any building, unless eating and drinking. Stay reasonably and as far apart from others as possible. Don’t shake hands, or even fist/elbow bumps. Just don’t touch!

But other than that, our lives are “pretty much the way they were before covid.” So people asking about us going out – to dinner, to shop, to the movies, etc – my life is about the same as it was before.

i actually went to the movies just yesterday with my sister. We were the ONLY people in the theater. Literally. It was quite nice. i happen to think people are afraid of the germs (at say the theater) so they don’t go there. But that’s what makes it best for me…. when everyone else stays home, i get to go …. alone! No germs AND get popcorn too!

PIERCINGS – All of the piercings have healed quite nicely. The nipples are a tad sensitive when David gets too crazy pinching/pulling on them. But he’s aware of when that is and he stops. And the clit is the same really.

David says he likes putting his mouth on the jewelry and letting his tongue play with it. And i rather like letting him too! 🥰

i am about ready to go back to get the jewelry changed to something less about function and more about beauty. i am a bit afraid to change it out myself the first time, so i’ll go and watch them (and have them teach me) this first time. But now to pick out something that i deem “beautiful” too!

CHASTITY – hasn’t been done since before our Colorado summer vacation. i don’t want to do it now with the clit piercing. At least not for awhile. It fits so tightly, by design, i am afraid the clit piercing may get hurt, damaged, pull/pinch, etc. so i am intentionally not wanting it right now.

But i’m not really sure David ever much liked it anyway. He wanted me to control my urges to NOT play with myself without permission. And absent that, then fine, apply the chastity. But instead it was really me who wanted it. To help me control myself. i think David saw it as a crutch for myself. i think he wants me to want to submit…. voluntarily…. even if it’s hard. Whereas a chastity belt meant i had the ability to be (mentally) lazy and just rely on it. i feel i will need it again sometime, and i don’t think it was being lazy but rather helpful. So we shall see. But not for a bit until i absolutely know the clit is completely 100% healed.

BRA AND PANTIES– while i was given them back, i wear them sparingly. It isn’t a given that they just go on in the morning. i don’t have to report to David when i wear them, but he still more-or-less expects that they are worn when necessary – and definitely not around him.

i happen to think that this will just always be my norm. i have basically not worn a bra now for 16-months and panties for close to the same. And i am good with this!

It worked on my favor yesterday when i was dressing for work and getting ready to leave. David came up behind me, and hugged me in a spooning way. His arms wrapped around me and cupped my breasts. He said, “yum… no bra!” And i smiled and said, “yes, of course, Sir”. He then moved his hands south and pulled up my dress and said, “no panties too! Perfect! Now go lay on the bed and get your reward”

And he proceeded to get me wet until i was allowed to orgasm….. (yes, i ask permission to orgasm every time too. Still.).

NAKED – i am still struggling with this. i am not sure i like it… but not sure i don’t. i have gotten used to being naked to sleep. But then when i awake, i want to put clothes on. i suspect some of it is “that’s what you are supposed to do.” But some of it is practicality, with our son at home … but also i get cold without clothes on!

Our son is a Junior in HS . So in another 2-years he will be off to college. Maybe by then, i will have embraced the nakedness and with him out of the house, do it all the time.

(Or maybe by then, my clit will have healed and i’ll have embraced chastity again and sport that around the house! Lol)

EXERCISE – well… chocolate still calls my name periodically and i have to tell her to sit down and shut up. And that’s hard. And Exercise still calls my name too, and i want to tell her to sit down and shut up. But i don’t. i walk 2-miles a day, most days. On days of bad weather, i don’t. But otherwise, that’s become the norm. i have lost 5 lbs, and i am happy with the progress. Hopefully it continues! i am thinking of getting a treadmill though because with the shorter/winter days starting to become a thing, i get scared to walk alone at night. And i am afraid this pattern (of walking and getting exercise) may end if i am not vigilant.

BJ – well, like i have said before, it is super hard to find 4-people who ALL like one another. So this started with promise, but looks to have faded. And unfortunately will likely die out. Maybe not enough sunshine, or water…. but the relationship grew and then suddenly the green-thumb turned brown. Makes me sad, but it isn’t entirely unexpected. If we ever find a couple that we are entirely compatible with, i will be thrilled. But i am highly skeptical too. So we will continue to just have periodic fun as it comes about.

ADDITIONAL FICTION STORIES– Probably coming soon. i was thinking of moving it to a website like Literotica though too. i realize that it is kinda an extension of me. It’s not real, and hasn’t ever been. Instead it is the things that go on in my head and start as a result of something that was real. Kinda like “x and y happened in real life. And then it got me to thinking that z would’ve been a nice next step.” So it sometimes gets confusing to me, and i think possibly some of you also. As in “what is real-real and what is not??”

SPANKING – and Discipline – and Maintenance – Because of my big deadline at work, David gave me a free pass on the Maintenance Friday sessions. We haven’t done it now for 3-weeks.

And i’ve been a good-girl and haven’t had to receive punishment in a long time now.

All very good! But as much as i’d tell you i am not a fan of the actual discipline, the knowledge of my place in our marriage and letting David be in control makes me very happy.

And when we aren’t doing as much discipline (like now), i can always tell when things are slipping “out of the ordinary” and needing to be “put back in place.” And we are about there.

So i may have to ask to be spanked soon, but i really HATE the actual discipline too. So it’s a double edged sword. i will likely insist on it on Friday. And i have no doubt, my bottom will end up quite sore from me insisting it happens and it is “appropriately intense.” But i truly think i am to the place that i NEED it.

i sometimes think needing to be spanked feels like an addiction… where at the moment, i am going through withdrawal and detox. And i don’t like it. So i crave the discipline. Chew on that for just a hot minute!!

That’s it!

That’s all i can think of for now. Anything i missed?

And i have been receiving more emails too, so i’ll probably continue to work my way through those in upcoming posts as well.

Hugs,

Marie

122 – Complete work of Fiction #7

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A continuation of the last…..

Because i’m not allowed to speak, this evening could be very different. But what the heck, it sounds intriguing so i’ll go with it.

And i nodded at Sir after he had asked a question that i really had no other way of answering, due to the one rule for the night, no speaking at all no matter what. After i nodded, he smiled and said, “Good girl! You learn quickly. I love your submissiveness already! Now let’s go have an amazing evening!”

With that, we arrived at the restaurant. We parked and he grabbed my hand as we walked inside. And as the host indicated we should follow her to the table, he put his hand in the middle of my lower back and directed me forward. i knew that was his simple way of indicating that he was in charge from start to finish, and that he would guide me along the path i was to take.

He made sure we were seated at a booth table and he told me to sit across from him. i did as i was told without a verbal word out loud. And about that time, the waitress came to ask for our drink order. i started to open my mouth and speak when it occurred to me, i can’t speak!

He commented, “I saw your mouth open sweetheart. Are you considering what to drink? Cat got your tongue?” And he laughed.

How in the living HELL am i to respond???

That’s when he looked at the waitress and said, “I guess I’ll be ordering for both of us. We will be having a bottle of wine. But I need to review the selection first. Please bring each of us water in the meantime.” She smiled back and said, “Sure thing.”

As she walked away, Sir said, “You remembered! You are indeed my good girl!”

He continued by saying, “I intentionally waited to see if you’d speak. But you did do well to hold your tongue. I think you have now realized I will be ordering for both of us tonight since you aren’t allowed to speak.”

It was about that time that i saw Sir stand. And he was suddenly greeting someone. He offered a handshake. i assumed it was someone he knew from work or golf, when i overheard him say, “I’m so glad you were able to join us.”

Sir then motioned for him to sit and said, “Please have a seat next to Marie.”

Oh wow. Ok. Here i thought it was just the two of us. i wonder who this guy is and how am i supposed to respond if he speaks to me? i am going to seem like the biggest witch when i don’t even say hello!

With that, he turned to his left and smiled at me. i looked at him and then looked Sir with confusion and apprehension written on my face. i hopes Sir would understand i was unclear about to express myself without being allowed to speak.

That’s when David looked at me and said, “my love, I’d like you to meet the man you were emailing a bit with a few weeks ago……. SS…. as in Second Sir… as in YOUR Second Sir…. starting now!”

A lightbulb went off in my head as i realized who SS was. My second Sir? What? It’s already a done deal?

David spoke again, “when you first thought up this Second Sir thing, I really was unsure at first. But I’ve discovered just how much I could use a second and how much it would be nice to have your submissiveness at a peak level at all times. And let’s face it, it takes a village to keep you in line as much as you need! So because I need a break sometimes, but you need a strong Dominant hand at all times, this is a win-win for all!”

i’ve heard the phrase “it takes a village” but in reference to raising kids. i guess it’s true with training a submissive in the way you want her to go also! i won’t deny, a Second Sir will be hard but also exciting too!

David continued, “So after he emailed about being in Tx, I wrote and asked specifics. He and I have been conversing for the last 3-weeks and after I discovered we lived nearby, we previously already met in person just the two of us. After talking to him at length now for three weeks, I’ve discovered that he will make for a great Second Sir for you. And we decided to surprise you with this tonight.”

He sat next to her and leaned in. He kissed her on the cheek. And said, “Nice to meet you in person Marie. I’m looking forward to having my way with you and, in conjunction with David, truly expanding your submissiveness beyond your current limits!”

My eyebrows went up, and i looked at David. He shook his head and his finger at me while saying, “No no no…. you are NOT allowed to speak. Remember what I said about your O-N-E rule!”

Damn! He can read me SO well! He knew i really wanted to start asking questions and finding out what they’ve talked about, what they’ve decided, how this will work. i am filled with excitement and apprehension, and want to know more!!

And with that, my new SS and David laughed out loud. SS looked at me and said, “oh what a predicament you are in! So many questions, not enough answers, and no ability to express yourself. You know, David and I planned out this entire evening, including this situation and your inability to speak! If you learn now to submit to us both, you’ll see this dynamic will be nothing short of amazing!”

It was then that the waitress returned and took our order. After David ordered a bottle of wine for us all to enjoy, SS ordered for himself. And it was then that David also ordered food for both of us as well.

That’s when David continued speaking to me, “So we have done a lot of talking already about what a Second Sir would mean for all of us. And thanks to your blog, he knows quite a bit about you too. Together we decided that the best way for you to learn submission to both of us is to have you start by simply focusing on listening more than speaking. And that’s why we decided you are not allowed to speak tonight, but rather you will just listen and learn!”

About that time, SS put his hand on my thigh. i flinched at his touch and David clearly saw it. He said, “sweetheart, all you have to do is relax and let things happen tonight. Simply focus on being the submissive wife, and now girlfriend, that you are and just enjoy yourself.”

SS asked David if he cared if he touched me. And David responded with, “No, of course not. That’s why I invited you to sit next to her. I want her to get used to feeling your hands on her from the start.”

And that was when he said, “well, in that case, I have the intentions of making her orgasm right here at the table before our meal is brought to us. Do you object?”

And David laughed and said, “Nope! In fact, I’ll tell you she probably needs it. She has an insatiable sex drive and I need to make her orgasm every few days just to keep her from acting out like a crazy woman.”

And that’s when the two of them just started talking like old friends, while his hand moved up to the sweet spot he sought! David knew the second he hit it too because i started to twitch as his hand started to play with my clit.

He asked, “Do you like his touch?”

Thankfully, knowing i wouldn’t respond, he just kept talking and said, “you need to let him make you orgasm here at the table.”

He then said, “oh wow! She is soaking wet. She must be happy to meet me.” And they both laughed, while i was embarrassed! But of course i was happy to have a Second Sir and for the first encounter meeting him making me orgasm right at the dinner table for all to (possibly) see!

That’s when he said, “I have two fingers inside her now and she feels amazing!”

David looked at me and said, “clinch your pussy muscles around his fingers so he knows you like what he’s giving you.”

And he smiled and laughed and said, “She did as told!”

He then looked at me and said, “okay, new rule. You can speak tonight, but only with your pussy. If you want to say YES, you clinch those pussy muscles twice, and if you want to say NO, you clinch just once. Do you understand?”

Oh interesting! Ok, i’m in! At least i can sort of talk. And i have amazing pelvic muscles so i got this!

And i clinched and released twice on his fingers. He smiled and looked at me and said, “I think she likes our game!”

Hell yeah i do!

He and David started talking about manly topics… the current sporting events, their favorite sports and which teams. And all the while, he fingered me and the only words i spoke was yes and no via my pussy.

It was when David saw my eyes roll back in my head that i knew that he knew that i was orgasming. i didn’t make much noise, but they did both pick up on it too. i know this because he commented to David, “there’s one!“

He looked at me and said, “you are indeed a good girl! I want to see how many orgasms you can have before we leave here. I’m going to keep my fingers deep inside you our entire evening. Do I make myself clear?”

He looked at David and with a laugh said, “she said yes!”

He said, “I may have to see just how many fingers she can take right here at the table before the night is through.”

David lifted his glass and said, “Go for it! And let’s all drink to that!” And we all did.

They lost count of how many times i orgasmed. i’m not even sure they knew about all of them! i was being finger-fucked in a public place and this was so amazingly hot, so honestly, i didn’t care. They didn’t really allow me to focus on anything other than SS’s fingers fucking me right there at the table all the while struggling to eat and appear normal in this quite nice restaurant.

As we were getting ready to leave, David said to me, “I’m going to ask you a single question and I want a single verbal answer in return. That single answer should a single word. Yes or no, understanding that having a Second Sir is not all fun and orgasms, do you want to have him as become your Second Sir?”

i responded, “Yes Sir i do.”

He frowned and said, “That was more than just one word! Why did you go and disobey? We were having such an amazing evening. You are looking to be punished now aren’t you?” But he was ultimately pleased with her response too and added, “so even if you didn’t follow instructions, I’m glad you like our new SS…. and just wait until you also meet his wife too!”

TO BE CONTINUED……AGAIN……

Hugs,

Marie

114 – Complete Work of Fiction… #5

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i was truly intending to end this Series where it left off before, but a real life event happened yesterday that inspired me to tell you more.

So YEP, here it is! The next edition.

First though…. some NONFICTION ….

David happened to ask me in the middle of the writing of Complete Work of Fiction #2, what i was blogging about that day.

So i told him. And then he insisted i send him a link to each of them as they unfolded and were posted too.

When he was done reading #4, i asked his thoughts. i wondered if he’d think it was hot or file for divorce from this completely warped individual he sleeps beside!!

His response was, “hmm.” That’s it??

i didn’t question it. i decided to just wait to see if he said anymore on his own. And sure enough, yesterday he did.

Despite being a Sunday, i had to go to the office for a few hours. And in the middle, he texted me (out of the blue and unprompted), “if our son wasn’t home, I’d find a woman right now to be your Second. And I’d be fucking her when you get home.

Oh wow! What to say to that??

EVERYTHING ABOVE WAS TRUE AND NON-FICTION. Here is where the fiction actually starts…..

(So let’s just pretend for a hot minute i had NOT received that text AND our son was not home either…..)

i was tired and finally headed home from work. What a way to start the week with being at the office much of the Sunday day. i was looking forward to relaxing on the couch, eating dinner and watching tv with Sir.

i walked in the door and the dogs greeted me. But otherwise, the house seemed quiet overall. i wasn’t sure where David was exactly, but i went in search of him in order to greet him properly too.

As i walked closer to our bedroom, i heard voices. Multiple. A female and David together. What the hell?? Is he fucking a woman in OUR bed??

i was nervous and cautious. My mind raced and my heart raced even faster that that! i wasn’t sure if i wanted to continue forward or not. But i also know, i can’t avoid this situation either.

Take a deep breathe. Gather your thoughts.

And i heard her call out, “YES! Fuck me harder! Give me that cock!”

And my heart raced! i couldn’t slow it down but i tried as i took another deep breath. My feet had a mind of their own too and seemed to be propelling me forward.

When i reached the bedroom door, it stood open. i saw them there. Together. David had her on the bed, on all 4’s, and he was fucking her from behind. They were both facing the door so they saw me immediately. This was intentional. He wanted me to find them. Maybe she did too.

David said, “hello my sweet submissive wife! Come in.” as he continued to pound her from behind.

The words “submissive wife” didn’t escape me. i knew he used them intentionally. But i still didn’t move. i didn’t speak either. i was frozen. Completely unsure what to say or do, even though my clues were in the very word “submissive.” i knew he expected me to obey.

That’s when she spoke up and said, “Did you not hear your Sir give you a directive? What’s wrong with you? MOVE!”

And i moved forward. A step anyway.

She seemed slightly irritated at this and said, “your Sir said you were better trained than this. Move your ass…. NOW! Get over here and get in this bed. I want you to see how well he fucks me.”

At the command of both of them, i managed to move forward toward the bed. She said, “that’s more like it! What a good girl you can be… when you want to be!”

David then said, “Marie, I’d like you to meet your Second. After reading your Fictional stories, I saw no reason to wait until your 50th birthday to grant you your wish! So I’ve been searching and I found the perfect lady to be your Second. Now i want you to greet her properly.”

i said, “Sir, you didn’t mention her name. What exactly am i to call her?”

And David laughed with a bit of incredulity and said, “Truly her name isn’t really relevant! As far as you need to know you can simply call her Madam Second.”

And with that, something caused me to just submit. To just do as i was expected to. So i said, “Nice to meet you Madam Second.”

He said to the Madam, “See. She is trained well. She just had to get over the sight of my cock deep in your pussy and not hers!”

Madam Second said, “You have done well with her. But I can certainly see why you decided she needs a Second. She hesitated and that obviously won’t do. Can I give her some direction to see just how much training she ultimately still needs and how she will respond to me?”

David said, “of course you can!” And he turned to me and said, “Marie, do you have any questions about who you submit to now?”

i responded with a simple, “No Sir.”

And she said, “and just who DO you think you submit to now?”

i looked at her and said, “Madam Second, i submit to both you and Sir now.”

She said, “Oh how wonderful! I see you are coming around now. That was so much better! Let’s just see just how submissive you really can be. Take your clothes off and get on the bed. Lay on your back with your legs spread wide.”

i did as i was told.

David said, “Marie honey, you are making me so proud. I’m glad you came in and saw me fucking your Second. I needed you to see from the start of this new relationship with her that when she’s with you, or with both of us, that she is as dominant as I am. And I need you to respect her position as such. Do you understand that?”

i said, “Yes Sir.”

He continued, “Because honestly my submissive slut wife, I know this is what you need, to have a Second. Someone who we can have fun with, but to whom will also help keep you in line more thoroughly and completely. And who can provide me with a mental break when you start to wear me out with the mischievous, disobedient and cheeky behavior you sometimes exhibit. Do you understand?”

“Yes Sir.”

He continued, “so you understand that she will be able to punish you for wrong doings, but that she really only wants to reward you for doing good. All just the same as I do. Right?”

“Yes Sir,” was all that i said.

She then pulled away from Sir’s cock and told me she was going to sit on my face and i was to please her throughly. She continued and said, “For our first time together, you are not allowed to orgasm. You need to earn that. So make sure you pleasure me well and that I orgasm if you hope to earn yours. If I’m not pleased or you do orgasm without permission, you will be punished. Do I make myself clear?”

i said, “Yes Madam Second”

And she looked at David and said, “I am pleased so far! You didn’t lie when you said how well she’d respond to my authority! I’d like to see you fuck her while she pleases me, if you wouldn’t mind.”

And he said, “Sounds great to me!” And he came around the bed where he stuck his cock deep in my pussy as she lowered herself onto my face.

That’s when she said to David, “I can certainly see how well this is going to work out for all of us!”

And he said, “Most definitely!”

(THE END)

And welcome back to my NONFICTION world. If you are wondering how i actually responded to David’s text…. this is how it actually went…….

i stared at his text and was formulating a response, when another text came in.

It said, “Could you stand that or would you explode?”

i wasn’t entirely sure what to say to either text really. i was quite surprised. i ended up saying, “if i knew this was a possibility before i walked in on it, i’d be ok… and explode with sexual excitement.

But if i didn’t know, i may explode with jealousy instead.”

That’s when i saw the infamous dot, dot, dot bubbles. He was texting.

When it came through it said, “if you are truly submissive, you have no reason to be jealous and you will trust me.”

i wrote, “human nature.”

He said, “after reading your fiction, I think you should assume this is a possibility. ”

i texted back, “Yes Sir”

And he wrote, “Good girl!”

[PS…. i have a love/hate relationship with the word “nonfiction.” It is an English word about the English language. Since the word Fiction, means “not true”, and the word Nonfiction is its antonym, nonfiction literally means “not not true.” weren’t we all taught by our English teachers to not use double-negatives? Yet a word about the English language is just that! Why couldn’t “Fiction” be true and “Nonfiction” be not-true?? Who created these words and decided these definitions anyway? Did they not grasp the English language? Or was the author / creator simple creatively sly in getting the last laugh on all English speaking people …. and it worked! I love the underlying, smooth nature of the word’s author, and yet hate hate the double negative too. See the repeat of the word “hate” there …. my very own personal mischievous addition to the double negatives too. Ok, not quite as good, but whatever, don’t judge. So what’s your take on “Nonfiction” ???]

Hugs ~

Marie