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36 – Moment of truth – part 2

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So i left you hanging a bit in the last post and i thank YOU for commenting. i was impressed/surprised at how male or female D or s, the consensus was all the same: tell the truth and do it now, on my own, without being prompted.

i was surprised because i expected someone to say the opposite or at least a “maybe I wouldn’t tell” kind of response. But 100% said “The Truth Will Set You Free.”

And that’s what i did too.

i told the truth.

What were my motives? Well, i’m a terrible liar. Always have been. Even my Mom immediately knew i was lying as a kid. So there’s no point really!

But mainly, i did it because my conscience was holding me accountable. i mean, really, i agreed to submit and obey. That doesn’t mean “sometimes” or “when it fits my agenda”, but always. And part of submission is for him being able to trust me. And me putting all my trust in him, that even when i screw up, i know it will be ok in the end…. even if it means punishment to get to “the end” of the situation.

But remember, i was at work and he was at home. And we were texting. So i told him via text.

His response?

“Hmm”

Yikes! This won’t be good. i can’t wait to get home… or maybe i can!

Then… a few hours later, just before noon, he texts and says he is going out of town today (instead of tomorrow, which was the original planned flight and i already knew about). He will be gone for the next 4-days. And because he has to leave for the airport before i will be home from work, he will stop by the office on his way to the airport.

Now he didn’t say “why” he’d be by my office, but i knew he wouldn’t do any discipline there either. So i didn’t quite know what would happen now with respect to this transgression.

He came by and greeted everyone (my office has 15 people), kissed me, and whispered in my ear, “be good while I’m gone. You did good to tell the truth, but that doesn’t erase the transgression. But being good in these days ahead just might save your ass when I get back too.”

And off he went.

Now you would think i would’ve been on best behavior… nope, i wasn’t as good as i should’ve been.

Let me tell you what i first did. He has set a “no bra” rule (except mon-fri, 8-5) for me (read prior posts for details). And the next day was Friday. So i had on a bra to go to work. Then i needed to return a dress at the mall and went straight there after work.

At 5:22, i got a text from David that simply read, “Proof”.

i KNEW that meant i had to send a pic of myself right then showing no bra on. Not necessarily a topless pic, if whatever shirt i was wearing would reveal nipples enough to show no bra is on.

But i was at the mall. So i told him the truth. (It will set me free… right!?) i told him that i didn’t take it off when leaving work and so i couldn’t provide proof. (At this point, i’m thinking, “what kind of dumb ass am i? Am i wanting to be spanked?” Because it really seems like it!)

He again texted, “hmm”.

Well among a few smaller things, these were now the things that were landing my ass in hot water.

And he came home tonight. And what happened next was NOT what i thought would happen. At all.

i’ll leave you there for now. i’ll tell you about it in the next post.😋

Hugs,

Marie

35 – Moment of truth

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If you read my last post, it ended with me headed to bed with a plug in the butt. While i’ve worn them before, many times for many hours, i haven’t done it overnight. And i wasn’t too sure i could do it.

And i was right. i went to lay down at 10:00. i read in my book (ebook.. does anyone read paper books anymore at all??) for about 30-minutes, while being distracted the entire time and not able to really relax or get comfortable.

Wearing a butt plug while standing upright is a significantly different feeling than laying flat on a bed, on your back, on your side, or on your tummy. Ok, i take that back… not on the tummy. i’ve been in that position before… i mean anyone doing ass play has had “something” in that hole while on the tummy. (Wink, wink!)

But i digress. So… i put the tablet down and proceeded to try to ignore this butt plug and go to sleep. And the more i tried, the less it seemed to be working.

At midnight, i took melatonin. At 1, i took another. At 2, i gave up. i took it out.

Got in bed and within 10-minutes was sound asleep.

When i awoke, i dressed and went to work before David was even awake. (He slept in, i wasn’t avoiding him!). And about 30-minutes later, i got a text. It read, “well?”

Moment of truth.

At this point, i KNEW i could lie and say “oh yeah, it stayed in.” Or, i could have said, “no, it slipped out while i was sleeping.” Either way, he would have never known.

i mean really, he literally would N-E-V-E-R know ….. unless i tell him.

What would you have said??

Hugs,

Marie

33 – my body betrays my mind

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If you’ve seen any of my prior posts, you know that my husband is my best friend, the authority in my house, and in charge. And most recently, he’s learned that it is a “thing” that more and more women are choosing to be braless …. everywhere…. all the time…. in any light, weather, or clothing. (Don’t believe me? Just google, “braless”)

Well, my husband is a “boob man” anyway. He notices them on every lady out there and L-O-V-E-S them. And so this is music to his eyes and inspired him to set a rule for me that “NO bras allowed. Ever. Again. Period.”

Okay, so my recent posts have told you that my first thought about this was, “Hell yah! Ditch that stupid thing!” And i did. And for the first 24’ish hours, i was in heaven.

Those 24-hours were on a Saturday. When i didn’t have a care in the world and nowhere to be or go. And we were on vacation. Who cares who sees anything while on vacation? i mean, you are NEVER going to see these people again! Yeah, so, ditch the bra and have a grand time!

And then. We came home. And had to go to the store. And the realization that this is now my new rule… at home too. Sir expected the “no bra” rule to Always. Apply. Forever. Amen. (Oh geez!).

And so i went to the store. David knew i was apprehensive… what if i see someone i know, what if i know them well-enough they say something, what if it’s a friend’s mom, what if it’s our son’s friends, on and on.

So i didn’t like it and i told David. While he’s in charge and has final authority, he always considers my thoughts, requests, etc. And this was no different. But, he responded, quite firmly with, “I know you don’t like it now. But I do. And the sooner you learn to accept it, the better off we will all be.”

And so i went to the store. Braless. On edge. With great apprehension.

And i get a text from Sir and it says, “I need proof.”

i was perplexed and thought, “proof to what?” And i texted that back (nicely.)

And the text i got back said, “that you listened and did as i asked… braless. Take a selfie right now.” So, as odd as THAT was, and because the girls were on high beam anyway, i did and they showed. And Sir was happy.

Then came Sunday. And church. (Yes, we are Christians. In fact, it’s the Bible that got me to thinking i needed to be a submissive, obedient wife in the first place. But that’s another post altogether!). And i (quite calmly) asked Sir again, “even to church?” And the response was, “Y-E-S! So again, i did.

Now at this point, i’ve basically been Braless a week. But here comes Monday. And returning to work. And i’m not much caring about the braless thing at this point. And i happen to work in a VERY conservative profession, in a VERY conservative city and state. So this time, i put my foot down and said, “respectfully Sir, i won’t go to work without a bra.”

And he relinquished. He understood. And agreed. And i feel complete relief wash over me.

And i go put on my bra and start to dress for work.

And find that bra is SO tight! SO constricting. So uncomfortable. Holy crap! When did this go from so good to so bad? Why did i like this… ever? And WHY did i think I didn’t like braless?

MY BODY HAS BETRAYED MY MIND,

I DO LIKE BRALESS.

So i told David this. And his response was, “ you like the SAFETY of the bra. The safety of being conservative, of not looking slutty in public, or not tarnishing your name or reputation. You don’t like the bra itself!”

And i realized, he is right!

So then he says, “if you trust me, you’ll do as I ask and not wear a bra ever again (except we will concede work hours), and you will find safety in me and my leadership and our marriage.

Maybe i DO like braless after all. Maybe i will be more submissive and obedient and trust in my marriage and that the Lord to lead my husband in a way that is a bit different, but still safe too!

Hugs,

Marie

32 – out in public on high beam.

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So i really thought i was going to embrace the braless thing. i really thought it would be good. i even thought i had an inner exhibitionism side.

A week in, and i can tell you i don’t.

Well, let me clarify… i LOVE doing as i’m directed and i love being braless….. AT HOME.

Out in public: BIG FAT NO!

Tonight we went to a relatively nice, sit down restaurant. And my nipples were out on high beam. With our son sitting beside me. So right there, i was uncomfortable.

David says, “he’s a boy and needs to know women can be sexy”. But “women” and “your mom” are NOT the same! And to that, he responded with, “you are his mom, yes, but also my wife!”

And as if it couldn’t be any worse…. low and behold… we see people we know! (Geez!). Well, i pretend i don’t see them at first, but that did no good because Sir DID see them and he went to say hello. To which he made me also go and be social too.

So here they are, sitting down and here i am, standing up. EYE level with my boobs. 👀

They of course made no mention of it, in fact, quite the opposite….telling me how great it is to see me. (ALL of me is all i can really think!)

i tried hard to “act normal”, but what ultimately happens when you are acting? Well, if you are an actor in the theaters, it looks normal, but for the rest of us… it looks strange. Very strange.

But it was at that moment that i knew this wasn’t my thing. But it was also at that moment that Sir knew it WAS his. He smiled big. i made him happy.

So i guess this IS my thing…because it is his thing… which makes it my thing.

i guess i need to learn to submit more willingly. 🤔. Ok, Maybe tomorrow. 🤣. At least now we are home and the girls can hang freely and happily without being “seen”.

Hugs,

Marie

31 – inner exhibitionist

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While it has only been ONE day, it’s already been enough for me to know that i have an inner exhibitionist in me.

WHAT am i talking about… well… braless-ness. i won’t deny, i feel liberated. But yes, it’s been ONE-whole-day. Only.

Okay, maybe i’m just horny. Whatever it is, i like it!

i woke up this morning in NYC and sitting now on my home in Tx as i type. The whole day … mostly anyway…. braless.

i wasn’t sure i had the courage to go braless. But i didn’t feel the need to earn a punishment either. And ultimately, i really AM determined to be a good submissive wife. So, i started the day out …. with a sports bra on. Lol! 🤣

And i wasn’t even sure Sir noticed, which was good for me!

But we got on the airplane to come home, and my non-compliance was weighing heavy on me. And i knew i was only NOT doing what Sir asked because i was scared. So, while sitting on the place, i quickly and quietly pulled my arms down through the arm holes and edged out of the sports bra.

Right then and there, in the seats on the airplane.

i don’t think a single soul saw me. And i was disappointed. And i was shocked to find myself disappointed!

As i sat there, braless, i realized how much slouching i do. i didn’t like how the bottom of my boobs were touching the top of my belly. So now i’ve been sitting very upright today. Which added even MORE to my boobs being “out there” now for the world to see!

And i liked it. And i was surprised at how much i liked it.

Once we were headed home, Sir took notice. He commented that i was “looking very nipple-y” and he smiled.

And upon arriving home, i knew i had to go to the grocery store, i asked him, “is this the new normal? Braless. Do i need to go to the store as-is?” And he looked at me with a look of complete shock and said, “really? You really have to ask?”

And i understood then, that this IS the new normal and i’d best start start embracing it! And that made me wet! And THAT shocked me too!

i had NO idea that i’d actually LIKE having my nipples show through my shirt for the whole world to see.

i walked proud at the store. i dared people to notice. i’m not too sure anyone did, but i decided then and there that people will notice in the future. i’ll make sure of it!

My only question is: how far i’ll take it.

But i doubt Sir will object! 😉

Hugs,

Marie