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127 – Orgasm control

(i thought this picture was hot and the words completely described my situation…. except of course have to reverse the pronouns to substitute “him” for “her.” So i used it. 🥰)

As i was laying in bed relaxing and reading before sleep last night, David came in too. But instead of just laying down beside me, he pulled back my covers and spread my legs.

Part of being truly submissive to David is whenever and wherever he wants to have sex, or any kind of sexual activity at all, i do NOT deny him. It’s not an official rule, per se but it doesn’t need to be. It is SO very understood that we don’t even need to have it as a rule. Once he said that if i ever deny him, “it better be for a damn good reason!” Most of the time, it’s all good though and veryyyyyy seldom do i even want to deny him. So no real complaints from me, mostly because it benefits me too!

Definitely not this week. This week there’s a lot of teasing and no “benefits.” David said he wants to, “get me super excited” (and ready) for our date on Friday. As if i’m not already.

So this week will be only about edging … which is getting me super close to orgasm and stop. And repeat. And never quite getting to go over the “edge” to actually be allowed to orgasm….. until Friday.

Sir then moved down between my legs, and he looked up at me, straight into my eyes and said, “you better not cum!”

And he pressed his face to my pussy and assaulted my clit with his tongue in such a delightful way. His tongue felt simply amazing on my clit. i started to moan in ecstasy and he pulled back and said, “you better tell me before you go over the edge!”

i must always ask to orgasm. There is never a time i don’t have to ask, including during intercourse. If i don’t, there is punishment. And sometimes that punishment is immediate with something like a slap to my pussy or the sex coming to an immediate halt or an immediate spanking. Most of the time the punishment is that the next time i ask to orgasm, the answer is, “No, you already did it the last time without permission. So you don’t get to now.” And i am denied the pleasure. If and when i do ask though, about 90% of the time, i am told yes. So it is ultimately more about respecting the rule (this is a rule), his authority, and being submissive to wait for the answer.

But this week…. there’s no point in asking. i know the answer is no. And if i didn’t know before, he made it plainly obvious when he stopped licking my needy cunt to say, “you better not cum…. if you know what’s good for you!”

That’s when he immediately put his wet and warm tongue back on my inviting pussy, playing with my clit even more. It didn’t take much and i had to (quite literally) tap him out and barely eeked out the words, “please stop Sir.”

And he did. i knew he would, but i was hoping that 1% chance would reconsider allowing me to orgasm. But it was NOT!

That’s when he asked, “how was that?”

i responded with, “Amazing. Until i had to ask you to stop.”

In truth it was bitter sweet…. awesome AND terrible… because i HAD to ask him to stop when i absolutely did NOT want to!

Not only did i not want him to stop, but i had to ask aloud for him to stop too. He knew this was an action on my part. It was a decision to acknowledge his authority, follow the rules through my submission, and an active decision to obey. Ultimately this was about more than just orgasm control! It was our D/s dynamic at work.

He said, “you didn’t want to stop.”

i said “no Sir, i did not.”

And he said, “it’s great practice for Friday! You’ll be very ready to cum then.”

He continued, “it was a great accomplishment that you stopped. You should be proud!”

Again, this was about more than just orgasm control. It was truly about submission. While he was acknowledging the actual act of stopping him and denying my own orgasm, he’s also saying he’s proud of me for submitting. And we both knew it.

i kinda mumbled a “uh huh” sound and he laughed. He said, “this is good character building. Besides B&J will get the benefits now too.”

i also think all this edging might be a bit about (preemptively eliminating) nerves too. In the past, when we meet someone, while i want to be there and do this swinging thing, i get nervous and jittery. i tend to get all shy and reserved, which Sir does not understand at all which leads to (almost) having a panic attack on my part. If i am so sexed up that i can hardly wait to take my clothes off before we even get there… well…. no nervousness and all courage! Great topic to expand on in the next post. Stay tuned for more…..

Hugs,

Marie

126 – Spring Break ends

Finally! Today is the first Day of School for our Son since Friday March 13…..

T-H-A-T explains everything……. the last day of school was Friday the 13th! That’s what caused COVID and home school and the longest Spring Break ever. Glad to finally have all the answers! Ha!

Seriously, today is the first day back to school and the first one he’s gotten to drive himself too! (He turned 16 in the middle of the shutdown.).

So i did not drink my coffee in the nude this morning. But our Son was hardly out of the driveway and David said, “You should probably go edge now.”

While i knew that meant there really was no maybe, should, could, might to it…. that’s not what he S-A-I-D. So i got all cheeky ….. or one might say bratty….. and said, “i think you should drop the passive and just be aggressive when speaking to me.” And i immediately got my ass out of the chair and went to do it. (i got a raised eyebrow and a look but i didn’t land myself in trouble! Thank Goodness!)

Then i got in the shower. And he came in and said, “you chose to shower instead of edge??”

i said, “i already edged.”

He said, “that wasn’t long enough.”

i said, “you weren’t explicit or clear about the time either. i need details if you have something in your head.”

He said, “when you get out, edge again. And then come find me so i can check how wet you are.”

So i did. i was definitely wet!

And he proceeded to play with my puss then too. He knows from my facial expressions when i am close to orgasm. He said, “Don’t cum! You don’t get to do that until Friday…. with B&J! We will do this daily to be sure you are wet and ready for them too!”

Great…. a (work) week of edging. Again…. this week just can’t go by fast enough!!!!!

Sooooo ready to see BJ on Friday night! Time to get schooled properly!!

And our son made it to school on time, early in fact, and texted me to tell me he was there. He was actually happy to start school and be back “to normal”. Now for the rest of us to get there too!!

Hugs,

Marie

122 – Complete work of Fiction #7

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

121 – Complete Work of Fiction #6

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

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