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121 – Complete Work of Fiction #6

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Many of you have written to me and said i have talent writing fiction so i decided maybe i ought to do a bit more.

Of course, David has ordered me to keep my day job…. 🤣😂🤣. Sooooo….. Since i won’t be changing careers anytime soon, you get my next work of art here….

This installment is truly fiction, but ….it then again, it could be nonfiction too…. you just don’t really know for sure!

HERE GOES……

As i’ve been writing all the fiction stories, David has been reading them too. He asked me if anyone responded or volunteered to be interviewed for a spot at the 50th Birthday Thanksgiving feast.

At the time he asked, i did have to honestly say no. But that has since changed!

i recently received an email that had a subject line of, “Application within.” When i opened the email, it said, “I’m a fan of your blog and I’d like to know more about what I’d have to do to be considered for a chance to be your Second.”

That’s all it said, except for the signature which was simply the initials of, “SS”.

Oh now this is intriguing! How to respond?!

Of course i consulted David. He asked me if “SS” was a male or a female. And i had to say i had no idea really.

He said, “Respond and find out a name, their sex, sexual orientation, and where they live. It may be difficult if they live too far away anyway.”

So i set out to typing, “Hello SS, Thanks for being a fan of the blog. And sending an email. David and i are both intrigued and want to know more about you.”

And i asked the questions David wanted to know about. And hit send.

Now to wait. Possibly forever. Who knows if he (OR she) would actually respond. i checked my email a lot that day!!

But….. a few hours later, a response came back! It read, “Hi again Marie! I am male, married. I am a Dominant. And my wife and I read your blog together. It was at her suggestion that I sent the first email as she said I should apply to be your male second.”

And he signed it again “SS.”

Then there was a “PS…. I live in Texas like you.”

Interesting for sure now!

But of course, Texas is a VERY big place, so who knows what that even really means! [Fun fact, did you know it is closer to go from El Paso, Tx to San Fran, CA (west) than it is to go from El Paso to the LA/TX border (east). And that’s just East to West, same is true North to South too! Just saying,.. Texas is big!]

Anyway, of course David said, “don’t go getting yourself all worked up and excited yet! You should know that information really means nothing! And he still didn’t tell us his name either. He could be some psycho internet stalker for all we know!”

And David then told me “in fact, I think you need to forward that email to me and I’ll decide if we will pursue this or not. You you are not to email him directly anymore.” So i did as told.

That was almost 3-weeks ago. i didn’t even know for sure if David emailed him, and frankly i had forgotten about it.

Then today out of the blue, David asked me, “Do you trust me?”

This is a strange question….. So i responded with, “Is this a trick question?“

He cocked his head and said in a firm voice, “NO, it is not. Answer me before you get your bottom side turned red!”

i said, “Yes, of course i do, Sir. Why do you ask? “

He ignored my question and instead responded with, “Good. Then tonight we are going out. I will pick out your clothes and you will be ready to leave at 6 prompt.”

That’s when i asked, “Where are we going?”

With a smirk on his face, he reached up with his hand and cupped my cheek while he said, “You said you trusted me. So … trust me! And quite asking so many questions already.”

i had to accept his answer and so my only response then was, “Yes Sir.”

And that’s all he told me.

FROM HIS PERSPECTIVE….

I knew she’d be surprised at my secretiveness and she’d want to know more. She’s always been so curious and wants to know everything, but this time, she just needed to trust me………starting now.

I picked out a dress that I’ve always loved on her. It hugs her hips just right and has a deep cut on top allowing me to see much of her breasts without being too rated X in public.

She did get ready and put on the dress… no panties and no bra, of course (!). She knows how I feel about being punctual, so she didn’t disappoint. And we left the house on time.

When we got moving in the car, I started teasing her saying, “you don’t know where we are going!” I did it on purpose too. I knew her curiosity would get the best of her at some point. I just didn’t know how soon she’d break either. I was going to test that though tonight and see how far she could go!

That’s when I also said, “pull your dress up so I can see my favorite pussy.”

And while she rolled her eyes at me and seemed to respond with a bit of hesitancy, she did as I instructed. That’s when I reached over and gave her pussy a quick snappy smack! She let out a “ouch” and flinched to which I ignored. Instead I said, “next time don’t roll your eyes at me and act like I’m putting you out to be able to see what’s mine.”

She did give me the two words I love to hear, “Yes Sir.” And then I put my hand down softly on her clit and started to rub my middle finger over it. She responded nicely this time!

I said, “this is what I was intending to do and you could’ve avoided the swat had you responded properly the first time. I shouldn’t give you this pleasure now even, but I do want to in spite of your hesitation.”

Her back was arching, she was squirming in her seat, and her eyes were rolling back in her head so she didn’t respond verbally, but I knew she was happy.

I continued to finger her pussy until she got near orgasming and when she asked me if she could cum (she always does as that’s a rule!), I said no and stopped. And she pouted. And I said to stop. And so she did. And so I went back to fingering her. Until she asked to orgasm. And I said no. And we repeated this all the way to the restaurant.

She was so turned on and so frustrated with her inability to gain that release that by the time we got to the restaurant she was having a full on emotional battle between mental angst and physical pleasure. I had her exactly where I wanted her. She was attentive to my words and my touch!

As we neared the restaurant, I stopped touching her and said, “you said you trusted me and so far so good. But tonight may well be a true test of your trust. Are you ready for that?”

Marie responded with, “well Sir, i do trust you but i won’t deny all the cloak and dagger has me a little worried too.”

I just laughed and said, “don’t worry my love. This will be great! But I do have to tell you the rules of the night too.”

She said, “okkkkkkk”. I could tell she was getting nervous, but that was fantastic too! I truly did have her just where I wanted her!

I continued, “you basically have one rule tonight. You are NOT to say a single word tonight. No matter what you see, hear, or who speaks to you. You are to simply let me be in charge and your job is to submit by following your ONE rule. This shouldn’t be hard when you only have to follow ONE simple rule, correct?”

She looked at me and with a raised eyebrow, she said, “Yes Sir.”

I told her, “Great! Do you have any questions?”

She said, “Sir i have SO many questions i don’t even know where to start!”

I chuckled and said, “Then just don’t even start. Keep it all in. And know you just need to trust me… and follow your one rule! Do not speak a single word tonight. No matter what!”

She said, “Yes Sir.”

And I said, “Now that that is settled, let’s start now. Your rule is officially in effect. The rule will expire when the night is officially over and the time turns 12:01 am. Kinda like Cinderella, until the coach turns back to a pumpkin, you are no longer allowed to speak.”

And she nodded at me. And I smiled and said, “Good girl! You learn quickly. I love your submissiveness already! Now let’s go inside.”

TO BE CONTINUED……

Hugs,

Marie

120 – What to do if he is wrong

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i had a reader email me recently and ask, “what do you do if or when David is wrong? How do you submit to him when you just know that he is wrong?”

And the email went on to ask things like “what about when a parent is wrong and the child is expected to submit? Should you let it go and just submit, or bring it out and try to talk?”

i decided i would use that email as inspiration to make a post …. and show my vulnerability here to all. In fact, i haven’t responded yet to the emailer because i dwelt on and pondered these questions all day. And when i had formulated an answer, i thought maybe i would post it here to put it out there for all to see as well.

Why post it here? Because i suspect the emailer isn’t alone in wanting these answers, but they made a point to step out of their comfort zone and ask me. So i wanted to share my thoughts here for all to read, critique, and maybe even add your thoughts along side mine too.

Ultimately….. i still submit.

Plain and simple.

But there’s always more, right? So here’s the “more” part.

First and foremost, it is biblical. The Bible says Wives are to submit to their Husbands, and Husbands are to love their wives. It does not say Men are to submit to the wife, but rather he is to just love her. And if you want to get technical, it doesn’t say she needs to love him even. While that’s always a good thing, the single directive women have is to submit to their husbands.

And ultimately the Bible also says (in other places) that men are to submit to God and to lead their family. So the ultimate goal is to have one Head of Household (HoH) who follows God, and then she follows him.k creating harmony and unity within every family.

So that’s the overriding reason why i submit.

And yet, it is hard to sometimes hard to submit to an Earthly husband (and/or father… or really any authoritarian in our Earthly world) who does make mistakes and doesn’t follow all of God’s will…. all because he’s as human as the rest of us. He makes mistakes, decisions, and takes actions that are fallible and subject to errors. But i am told by God directly, in plainly written words that i am to submit and obey my husband.

So with that in mind, I submit.

But then if i K-N-O-W David is in the wrong, how exactly do i do that? Well… like everything in life…. it depends! Lol!

It mostly depends on what David is wrong about how exactly i respond really. There are things that he’s wrong about that simple just don’t matter! In those times, i just go with it.

For example, say he is driving to some place we haven’t been to before and i am a passenger. i have it all programmed into Google maps, which is telling us how to get there. And he says something like, “I know a shortcut. We are going this way.” And he turns off the road and takes an alternative route. Well, either he’s dead wrong about it being an available route at all or maybe just wrong about the idea of it being quicker. Either way, i know he’s wrong. In this case, i would do nothing. i would not point it out to him, in fact, i would not say a single word at all! Why? Because it doesn’t matter. He will figure out that we’ve gone off the best path soon enough. And Google will reroute and tell us the new way to go, which may even be to, “Make a u turn at the next street.” So by me pointing it out to David at this point is unnecessary and only serves to make me look arrogant, rude, and obnoxious. And cause us to fight. Which is just trouble for me, for no good reason. Which ultimately leads to discipline.

Now let’s say it’s more serious and it DOES matter. Whatever he’s wrong about can cause big problems because he’s wrong. What do i do then?

Well, i am having a hard time thinking of a good example here, so i am struggling to have an answer too. But what i think i would do is first say something like, “i’m not too sure that’s quite right. Can i tell you what i’m thinking?” And wait to see what he says.

More than likely he will say something like, “ok, what do you think?” and then i would say, “i believe it may be that the answer is…..blah, blah, blah”

But let’s say he doesn’t want to hear my opinion. He says instead, “I know I’m right and your opinion is irrelevant” (or something like that anyway). i would probably try to ask again by saying something like, “i’m quite concerned this may not be the best way forward. i am not sure you have all the facts. Can i please tell you what i know that you may not?” And that would most likely alert him that i think he really should hear me out.

But let’s just say he starts to get irritated and says, “I said no. I meant no. Now stop!” That’s when i typically just submit. And i say, “yes Sir” and get quiet.

Why not try to press on? Well, unless it is life threatening to one of us, i would tell you the answer here is the same as the answer above, it just doesn’t matter in the end. Oh there may be some bad stuff happen as a result of his decision, but does it really matter? i would tell you NO, it most likely does not.

Okay, so what IF it WAS life threatening? Well, i would insist he listen to me. And if he still didn’t listen to me, well now, i would refuse to submit. But notice how many layers i went through before i said i would not submit? Mainly because: 1) the Bible says it is my responsibility to submit, and 2) it just doesn’t really matter in the end.

i would also offer another thought too. Quite often, i find that my thoughts or ways are not “right” and his are not “wrong” either. Frequently it was a matter of opinion, not fact. And everyone is entitled to their opinion in the end. So why not just let him think what he wants and why try to prove i am “right” when in fact, it is just ultimately “different”?

Like in my example above about driving. Sometimes his short cut ways do get us there faster. Just because Google didn’t tell us to go that way, David did in fact know a short cut. So i was not right in thinking he was wrong!

And let’s just say something happens where he ultimately determines he WAS wrong. He wouldn’t say, “you were right” nor would i say, “i told you so,” because rubbing it in is unnecessary at that point. He would know he was wrong, he’d know i knew he was wrong, and we would deal with the consequences of whatever bad stuff happened because of the incorrect decision he made. And we would move on. Life wouldn’t be better (or worse) as a result of that bad decision, or his realization that he was wrong, just slightly different at that point. And in the scheme of things… not much different either.

And i’m ok with all that. i don’t have to be right. And as long as its not life threatening (or causing bodily harm), then…

It just doesn’t matter. And so i submit. i follow God’s will for me as a wife, and i pray that God gives my husband wisdom and guidance to follow God’s will also!

To my fellow submissives, what would you do if your Dom (or parent) was wrong? How would you handle the situation?

Hugs,

Marie

117 – Second guessing

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Why do we do it? Why do we second guess everything we say… we do… we think…. everything?

Our son took a speech class where the teacher told them, “you are not the star of the show.” Meaning….. if you say something stupid, or fall down the stairs, or walk around with the back of your dress stuck in your panties, it is most definitely embarrassing…….But… when you are NOT the star of the show, no one remembers you nor what happened or what was said. Oh sure, they will laugh for a minute, but 5-minutes after that…. you are a distant memory!

So why do we second guess ourselves if 5-minutes after it happens, no one remembers?

i say it is because we want to be liked… or dare i say …. LOVED! We want people to like us, and we get nervous about messing it up to give that person a reason to not like us.

But it can backfire too!

We are trying to hire some people at work right now and one lady we interviewed this week wouldn’t stop smiling and nodding her head. She was going for the, “yes, I’m very interested and engaged” (and I hope you like me) look. But it came off creepy and weird instead. If only she’d been herself, she’d probably have been better off. But as it is, we don’t know the “real” her and have zero knowledge if we should consider her as a good candidate to hire now.

Why am i talking about all this exactly? Well…. our date went well. But we were second-guessing ourselves along the way too.

Dating can be especially hard then when you are swingers. Now there are 4-people, instead of the usual 2, who all have equal opportunity to second guess! And to worry. And to not feel confident. Why? Because we want to make a good impression and for them to like us. All 4-of us!

Just so it doesn’t get confusing, his initial is B and hers is J…. so they are “BJ” together. How wonderful is that??

So J thought she might’ve talked to much. B was concerned that David wasn’t engaged (and therefore) uninterested. i worried about quiet a few things actually….. first about what to wear (too sexy, not enough), then about our D/s with DD dynamic coming off as “too much” to them, and finally when i knew they were worried, i worried about them worrying! And David … well…. i don’t think he had any concern. Lol

Why were they concerned? Mostly it was over David. In their mind, he wasn’t participating, having fun, or otherwise seeming interested. And yet…. he was. But he’s being himself too. He’s not trying to play the part of the star of the show.

David is a naturally quiet, laid-back, go with the flow, kind of guy. And when he has something to say, he does. But at the minute he’s not having fun, doesn’t want to be there, or otherwise (truly) not engaged…. he’s out. He’s done. And we leave. If David didn’t like them, we would not have even gone to dinner with them a second time. And if at any point during the dinner, if he was out then even, we would’ve up and left. Instead, we were there for 3-hours while the wait staff was hoping we’d leave and they could reseat and flip the table for the night too. Yet, we were there using our squatters rights to hold the table from the next diners while talking and having a great time. All while the other 3 of us were busy second-guessing ourselves.

So i’d dare to say that of all 4 of us… David probably had the best time! Because he wasn’t busy second-guessing, worrying, trying to impress, or …. trying to be the star of the show. Now what i will say is he’s been having a lot of sinus problems lately and even went to the doctor this week. The doc thinks he’s allergic to something but we don’t know what. So if David was unengaged at all, it was because he was in his mind thinking about whether he’s allergic to food/drinks, something in the air/outside….. and how can he work towards getting all the sinus drainage to stop.

So when we left there, i still think they had the feeling of a little uncertainty, and yet David talked in the car ride home all about “the next date needs to be at a place we can all get naked!” Of course, i am privy to all this insight because i am a naturally observant person and picked up on the sentences here and there like, “I think I’m talking too much,” and “Is David all good?” So i’m not sure if any of them know that i know this was the ultimate vibe or not.

After setting aside all this second-guessing and uncertainty, i dare say we all love each other! Oh i know it is way early to say that out loud even to ourselves really … but we are all having so much fun and enjoying things together when we are NOT worrying, that this could truly lead to a long term thing! We talk about everything and the topics just flow from cooking to sex to tv shows to kids to favorite restaurants and then bringing us full circle of what to cook again. And everything in between too!

Yes, we have talked a lot about sex too. They know David and my dynamic. They even saw a slight bit of it in action last night. J was about to say something, but i wanted to speak too. And i it my hand up and said, “wait J, i want to first say….” and it cut her off mid-sentence. David then cut me off and said in a very dominant/strong voice to me with direct eye contact, “that was rude and way too aggressive.”

i immediately stopped speaking, looked at J and said, “i am sorry. David is right. Please continue.” i think both BJ were a bit surprised, but laughed it off, and she said, “oh no, you can go ahead.”

i wasn’t sure what to do though because i wanted to follow David’s clear direction, but i also had been yielded the floor and didn’t want it to suddenly get awkward. And at this moment typing this to you, even i don’t really remember what happened next. (See.. 5-minutes later, no one remembers!). i think i then kept talking though.

So ironically, our second-guessing personal issues went head to head at that moment. i was concerned about our dynamic and their response, she was concerned about talking too much, and even B’s concern about David not engaging was at stake too. David did engage (by telling me to slow down), they did respond perfectly well to my submissiveness (didn’t skip a beat even!), and she yielded the floor to me (to not find herself talking too much). None of us realized any of that at the time though.

So in reality, we are all perfect. And are worrying wayyyyyy too much. Even now as i type all this, i can’t think of a single moment or instance that i thought J was truly talking too much or when David wasn’t engaged or when B seemed overly concerned about any of it either. Which tells me that our son’s speech teacher is right… we aren’t the star of the show and people don’t remember the single moments of mishap. And unlike my interview this week, when you show your self-confident, natural “you”, that ultimately sends the message you both need.

And yet…. we still second guess ourselves.

And that’s ultimately just because we really want each other to like each other! In an interview or on a date. Because we care and we (all) want this to work. To which for us and BJ, i am absolutely confident that it is!

Now i just have to make sure they know it is too!!

[And in case you want to know….. although i wasn’t sure at the time, David did not take the paddle with us. So i did not get spanked at the table or in the parking lot. So i did not have to spend the night in the pokey! Nor did we do maintenance when we got home either. Sometimes David declares it unnecessary, and he did that yesterday. So i suppose i was deemed to be on my best behavior too!]

Now to plan the next date…. to get naked!

i give this show 4-stars… get it, there’s 4 of us and we are not the stars of the show… but it is a “4-star show” in the end…. 😉

Have an amazing weekend my friend!

Hugs,

Marie

Day 17: My Submissiveness

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DAY 17: “IT’S NOT LIKE THAT … “What misconception about kinky people would you most like to clear up?”

Where do i start?? Lol! Ok, seriously, i feel like i could talk about quite a few. But THE one i’ll talk about here is….

Kinky people are not abnormal. (See that double negative there… that means kinky people ARE normal).

When you hear the word “kinky,” it is in reference to (and an adjective of ) how they like their sex. So in that sense, i admit kinky people are not mainstream, but they (we!) are indeed still normal.

Yet, i would like to even out forth the argument that they ARE mainstream, just in the closet. i happen to think that kinky sex people are the new closet-lurkers that used to be inhabited by the gay/lesbian community. But once the gay/lesbian people evacuated the closet, kinky sex people took their place.

Or maybe kinky sex people were always in the closet, yet with gay/lesbian standing at the front (nearest the exit), no one noticed us there. Until of course, gay/lesbians decided to open the door and outted themselves.

i think kinky became the new closet-lurkers with the release of 50 Shades. i think EL James let the world know, “we are here, now in the closet alone, which is cool by us because this just gives us more room to spread out in here and to explore our sexual preferences… yet still in the dark too.”

i think the word “kinky” could be replaced with “adventurous” or “adrenaline junky” too.

i think it humorous when people want to scare themselves intentionally via watching a horror movie, or getting on an extreme roller coaster, or skydiving from an otherwise perfectly good airplane – and yet – having adventurous sex seems abnormal, odd, strange, or unusual.

So somehow getting my type of adrenaline junky adventure on has deemed me odd, strange, or unusual. Yet scaring myself until i cry, urinate myself, or otherwise cause my heart to race itself into a premature attack is deemed acceptable. (Okay, so sometimes maybe kinky sex causes crying, urination, and heart attacks too…. but … again, that just goes to show we are normal and why is our adrenaline seeking methods less acceptable than others?)

i dare say, like gay/lesbians, we are probably enjoying better and more frequent sex than the nay-saying, mainstream community has ever had.

i have asked the questions above about “why are kinky people’s methods deemed abnormal when the other mainstream activities are not.?” But you and i both ultimately know the answer…. because it’s not the way we were raised, because we aren’t supposed to be with more than one lover at a time, because we shouldn’t like being spanked or treated like a child or otherwise degraded….. or so it would seem to the outsider anyway!

And yet…. we do.

Our likes (and dislikes) don’t make us abnormal. i’d say maybe judgements and misunderstandings should be deemed the abnormal behavior here and the mainstream should be forced to bend a little. Oh wait…. that’s already happened by those gay/lesbian peeps before us. Honestly, while i think kinky people are ready to also evacuate the closet, we will probably just ease out slowly and walk along the path that those gay/lesbian (and EL James) Trail Blazers already cut for the rest of us!

So when someone at work, who you deem “normal” tells you some crazy and kinky story about their sex life…. don’t change your opinions about them one iota. They are still normal too!

Oh – and if/when mainstream DOES “bend a little” – i hope it’s so they bend OVER to get spanked or at least to have some of the best sex of their lives!

Hugs ~

Marie

110 – Complete Work of Fiction. #4

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So i seriously teased you with thoughts of “the end” in the last post, so i won’t officially declare that just yet for this post being “the end” since maybe that was a tad mean of me last time. (sorry… not sorry!).

i did truly think it would be the end when i started Complete Work of Fiction #3, but by the end of that post, i knew i needed at least one more…. so… here’s the “at least one more” version…..

And like last time, if you hated already read part 1, part 2, and part 3 first… i suggest you should.

NAKED AND TIED TO THE KITCHEN TABLE, with 10 fully dressed people all surrounding me was humiliating, exciting, scary, but most of all… such a freaking turn on!

i knew that David had a great surprise in mind for me on my 50th birthday, that happened to land on Thanksgiving Day, but THIS was beyond my imagination for sure!

He offered all his guests a drink. i say “his” guests because i was essentially the entertainment really…. and while i am quite literally THE CENTER of attention, it was effectively his party. Or should i say, his “interview”!?!

After everyone had a drink in hand and had met one another, and greeted me, they gathered around the dining room table. (Even though i say that everyone “met” one another, they referred to themselves only be a number. The number that coincided with the order that they arrived at our house was how they referred to one another… #2, #3, 4 and so on. Of course they didn’t say Sir or Ma’am, that word was just reserved for me to use. But i found it intriguing that no one knew anyone else’s name and they never would either!)

David started speaking to the group by thanking them all for coming to our home, enjoying the day of Thanksgiving together, and in celebration of my birthday. He reminded them that while they were here to ultimately ‘interview’ to be a Second Dom/Domme for me, that he expected everyone to play nice together too. And if the urge struck to play with one another, as well as me, they could partake of those activities also. But everyone was to ultimately remember the focus of the day was giving thanks …. for me …. for having turned 50 so serendipitously on Thanksgiving that has provided an opportunity to gather today.

He continued, “If it seems that anyone should not be playing nice, or at the time that I decide you are simply not going to be our Second for any reason, I will politely ask you to leave. And the last person to remain at our home today will be deemed our Second. Trust me though, even if today’s party ends up being your only time to play with us, our hope and plan is that everyone will still have plenty of opportunity to leave here feeling quite full… in every way imaginable!”

And he continued, “As I mentioned when I first met each of you, I intend for the last person here, the one crowned our Second, to stay the rest of the weekend with us as well. It will be throughout the weekend that we would work out the complete details of how Marie will submit to us both and what expectations we will set for her….while putting her through her paces and getting to play with her all weekend long too! So for the Second, our celebration will most definitely NOT be ending today.”

Wow. So at the end of today, i will have a Sir and a Second. And an ENTIRE weekend to serve them both. What a grand start to this new relationship… and my 50’s! Just hearing Sir talk about all this SO wet between the legs already! i wonder if our guests can see or know this yet!

i’m pretty sure that was moment i reached sub-space already! And barely heard what he said next….

“So Marie is here to serve and be served today. As you can see, she’s presently on the table as our centerpiece. She’s been restrained so as to not be able to move until we allow it. The first thing we will do is have a meal together and we will just see where the day goes from here. Just remember she hasn’t eaten lunch yet either. So while you are busy filling her holes, be sure to fill her mouth occasionally with food and drink too. That’s the extent of where we will serve her, but everything else will be about her serving us! Otherwise, she is fully at our mercy and willing to serve us in any way we please. Isn’t that right my submissive slut wife?”

And i responded with, “Yes Sir.”

He looked around and said, “See! What’d I tell ya?” Since no one wanted to interrupt David, Sir #9 was the first to move when he raised his glass and said, “I can certainly drink to that!” And everyone laughed, agreed, and took a drink. And i thought about how bold and confident he was to be the first to speak.

Ma’am #10 said, “I may have been the last to arrive, but I have no intention of being the first to leave!” And she leaned in to me and said, “open your mouth Marie,” so i did as told. She proceeded to pour some of her drink into my mouth so i could also drink. But to make it fun, she had held the glass quite high above my head so the drink splattered a bit over my face and chest while some did get into my mouth also.

While smiling, she said in a very sly voice, “oh dear, look at the mess I’ve made! I guess I’ll have to be cleaning that up soon… with my tongue!” As she winked at me, a smile came over my face. She asked me, “Do you like that?” And of course i did, so i said, “Yes Ma’am. But i’ll like the clean up even more!” i could tell Ma’am #10 was here to impress. Serving her was going to be a challenge for sure! Challenge accepted! (Wink, wink)

That’s when David asked me, “Are you ready to be used today? And to submit? And to find our Second?”

i smiled and said, “Yes, of course Sir. More than ever! Thank you Sir!”

David looked at the guests and said, “See everyone! She’s already excited! Let’s make this a super fun-filled day for all!”

And they all clinked their glasses once more and took a deep swallow as i waited for what came next.

It certainly didn’t take long as one of the lady guests, Ma’am #7, said to David, “Can I kiss her now?”

David smiled and responded, “Most definitely! Let the party begin!”

She took a big swig from her glass before leaning in to kiss me. i opened my mouth to accept her kiss when she let the alcohol drip into my mouth and i swallowed it. It tasted so sweet and was immediately also followed by her tongue in a passionate kiss! When she pulled away i said, “Thank You Ma’am!” And she smiled a wicked smile at me, to which i knew could spell excitement or danger or both as the day progressed from here.

The Ma’am’s first move was the cue that others were waiting for too, so while she was still kissing me, i felt someone touch my clit with their fingers and had started to rub on it. And another had grabbed one of my pierced nipples and was twisting it taut. And yet another had put their lips to my other nipple and was sucking hard on it. i also felt ice touch my belly button while my leg was stroked and someone else started rubbing one of my feet while i felt a tongue touch the toes of my other foot.

There wasn’t a single part of me that seemed untouched at this moment.

i think everyone was starting to enjoy the “dessert” before the main meal. Or maybe i was the main meal and the turkey and dressing were just the side dishes! i didn’t rightly know, but i also didn’t care! i was already feeling used in the most beautiful and completely possible way and it felt amazing!

So it didn’t take long before i practically yelled out, “Sir, may i come?” David said, “Yes you may my love… as much as you want!”

That’s when Sir #3 unzipped his pants and climbed up on the table to stick his thick cock in my mouth. He said, “I am so fucking turned on by all of this. I’m going to give you some of my cum to fill your belly and maybe some turkey after that if you really are the good girl your Sir has said you are!” And he jammed his cock down my throat until i started to gag. His cock would definitely be something i’d always look forward to if he became our Second!

Perhaps it was this Sir’s mention of eating turkey that reminded them of the food on the table, but i heard a Ma’am’s voice ask someone to pass the corn, which lead to more talking and alighted too. Thats when i started to ear a steady stream of dishes clinking, glasses being filled, and silverware being used as everyone started to pass food to enjoy the meal …. while also enjoying ME too, all at once!

And from that moment on, at least one (and more!) of my holes seemed to always be filled, causing me to moan and beg for release. Absolutely no one had trouble eating, drinking, and having fun with me all simultaneously as clothes were shed and fun was had. Since David allowed me to cum freely, it happened so much, i lost count. My belly became full with food and drink, but also the natural juices that these Sirs & Ma’am’s rewarded me with as they released their orgasms down my throat too. And this was just the start of the day too!

Even if the only things they each got was a day of great food, thrilling fuckery, a lot of sex, and getting to Dom/Domme me for the day, i knew absolutely everyone would go away saying how absolutely A-M-A-Z-I-N-G and memorable this Thanksgiving had been for all. (And i’d also be rewarded with the lasting present of a Second to serve tomorrow and the next day and the next day too!)

That’s when i felt David’s presence by my head. He placed a a hand to gently stroke my left cheek as he brought his head down and whispered in my ear, “Happy 50th birthday my sweet, loving, submissive wife! The first 50 was nothing compared to the next 50 that I intend to provide to you… starting now!”

THE END

Or maybe not “the end”……. Maybe the next Complete Work of Fiction will take you into me serving my Sir AND my Second…. what happened over the weekend? who knows! Is my Second a male or female? Who knows that either?!

🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎈🎈🎈🎈🎈🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🎁🎁🎁🎁🎁

(Anyone want to submit an application now for a chance to spend Thanksgiving 2021 at our house? 🙋‍♀️🙋🙋‍♀️🙋)

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Hugs,

Marie