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The bump, the smack and the “O”

Sounds like the title to a children’s book doesn’t it? Well actually it just about sums up last Friday.

It started with a car accident… well incident they say now don’t they? Some PC crap gone mental… but in this case it was an accident. Someone reversed into my car. Everyone seemed ok just damage to the cars. So onto work I went.

My day progressed as normal, plenty of sweet drinks and then mid afternoon I came over funny. My colleague says I just went pale suddenly.

So I left work early and headed home.

Once home my Good Friend Lady Chamoix sent me to bed (there’s no other way to describe it 😂) and to my surprise I slept. MrH woke me up when he got home.

We were planning to take our son out for a meal to celebrate his exam results. But I really didn’t feel up to it, so we ordered takeaway. The two boys then went out to the pub.

I asked MrH if he’d help me relax. And he got the flogger out. Between his strikes with the flogger and his hand my mind and body calmed and relaxed. The flogging/spanking finished MrH then ordered me in his no nonsense voice to go run his bath.

I think I’ve said a few times how much serving MrH feeds my submissive mental space.

Having my mind quiet, running his bath, shaving my legs as he wants me to, getting his drinks really helps me.

When the bath was ready he told me to get a toy out and have an orgasm. At first I argued, whining, I wanted him to play with me, masturbating isn’t as satisfying… he looked at me calmly and said, “perhaps you should just do as you are told?”

My tummy clenched. The little twist it does when he’s “got his Dom on”. He may not realise he does it. He has just a subtle change in his tone and posture. He goes from asking to telling.

I nodded. Apologised and said “yes Sir.”

I got the mini wand out and I did as I was told. It was, to my surprise a satisfying “O”. I think maybe because I was following orders, in my head it was for him as much as me, I felt I needed to make him happy by doing a good job. Sounds so odd when I write it…

His bath complete we snuggled and I chatted to my friend. And at 10pm we turned off the lights to sleep.

It’s now Sunday. I didn’t post the above in Friday as I intended.

I’ve spent the weekend sewing and I’ve made 2 skirts (one just needs the hand sewing doing). I’m pretty pleased with them. Tomorrow, as it’s bank holiday Monday, I’m going to try and make a 3rd.

This is the one I have finished…

It’s even got pockets!!

I’m now in bed waiting for MrH to finish his bath and join me for TV and snuggle time.

I would love to be able to say “please Sir, use me, fuck me, make me yours.” I desperately want to feel him on me and in me. But I know I won’t. I can’t because if he says no I feel rejected and not wanted, even though I know that’s not the case, my fragile self esteem wavers….

Instead I will say nothing and hope that he wants to use me, or play with me. That he wants to tease me and feel my body surrender to him. That he wants to allow me to drift away into that wonderful state where my mind and body are not aware of anything but his touch and the orgasms blend together so they seem never ending….

I don’t want much do I? Haha

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Rope and A flogging

Last night we had a rare few hours with the boys out of the house. MrH decided to take advantage of this freedom and after practicing a rope harness he’d been working on, he got the flogger out.

You may recall we went to a workshop by Aemillia Hawk at the Townhouse last weekend, and a few weeks ago we were lucky enough to be invited to a kink event where we saw our first public scenes, which also happened to be floggings. Continue reading “Rope and A flogging”

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Keeping busy

You may or may not know I just got a new sewing machine and I’m super excited.

So I needed a little project and this is what I’ve done…

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Come here…..

“Come here,” he shouted from the other room.

“Yes Sir,” she replied, not exactly shouting, but loud enough that he knew she had heard him. “I’m on my way.”

She got up from the chair and went upstairs to him. He had been having a bath and as she could see the bathroom door was open she knew he was now in their bedroom. She pushed the door open and went into the room.

“Remove your clothes,” he said, not looking up. He was lying on the bed, a towel over his hips.

She flushed but did as she was told. The children were still about and he didn’t usually do anything that could cause embarrassment should they decide to come into their room. She removed her top and pants. Standing in her bra and panties she hesitated. Did he mean all her clothes or just her outer clothing. He must have been watching, although she couldn’t tell, for he spoke up, “all of your clothes.”

She removed her bra, the chilly air causing her nipples to harden. She could fee heat and moisture pulsing in her pussy and she flushed a deeper red as she removed her panties. You could see a damp spot from her arousal already.

Naked, she looked at him. He got up off the bed letting the towel fall. Her eyes strayed to his cock, semi hard from the bath, smooth and inviting, she wanted him, any part of him.

He indicated by twirling his hand that she should turn and face away from him. And she complied. She felt his breath on the back of her neck as he leaned in closer.

“I’m going to do something different tonight my love, and you may not like it, but it is important to me that you try. Do you understand?” He whispered softy.

“Yes, Sir.”

“Do you remember how to signal me to stop without speaking?” He continued, his chin grazing her neck, raising goosebumps down her arms.

“Yes Sir, I tap three times.”

“Good girl,” he said kissing her neck. “I’m going to gag you. I want to fuck you hard but I don’t want to disturb the guests. So this will keep the noise down.”

He put a piece of silk in her mouth and tied it round the back of her head.

Her eyes were wide, they had never used a gag before, she had said no to them but she wanted to please him so much, and he just wanted her to try- she could try… didn’t she always tell the kids you have to try something before you say you don’t like it?

She was wet. She wanted him to fuck her hard. She loved the primal feel when he would just bend her or position her. When he held her firmly, or grabbed her hair. She thought back to the time he had lubed her ass and fucked her. Damn she was so wet remembering that night. She would love that again… maybe that’s what he plans she thought excitedly….

“Kneel on the edge of the bed,” he said.

She did as she was told, and as she did he went and retrieved the micro wand from the drawer, and some lube.

As if he could read her mind, he said, “I haven’t decided yet my darling, where I will put my cum, but wherever I decide you will love it, won’t you?”

Her pussy wet and pulsing, she nodded eagerly….

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Indulgence Event @ The Townhouse

Well folks guess what?? I’ve been part of the planning team to create the most fabulous ladies night ever!!!

It’s open to all females regardless of orientation… just because it’s at a fet/swinging club don’t be put off this is a night for anyone!!!

We’ve got a disco, a photographer, a medium, manicures as well as a fully stocked bar and hot tub!!

Seriously what more could you want??? With 4 floors to explore you can see what kinky kit is here to tickle your fancy and maybe take home some ideas to try on your fella or have him try on you….

for more information click here Indulgence Event come on – indulge yourself 😊😊

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One of my followers just asked me a simple question… “if the tables were turned what would you want to do to him” ….

My answer is a simple one. I can’t imagine it.

I just can’t. I’m completely submissive to him.

I need him to be in charge.

I need him to control me.

I need him to tell me what to do and how to do it, during play time.

I get dressed in a morning and pick a matching set of underwear as per my rules. This decision I can make. Change that to a planned scene and I need him to tell me what he wants me to wear. Even making that decision changes my mental state, brings me out of submission a little.

On one of our early hotel stays that I wrote about Here and Here MrH took a series of photos in different outfits and on that occasion he picked a few outfits then told me to pick one. At that time I did and was ok with it. As time passed this became more difficult. I’m sure some of you are thinking that it shouldn’t be a problem… he’s given me an instruction.. I should follow it.. but in that moment, in that situation I crave his orders. I don’t want to think. I don’t want to make any decisions. I just want to be.

I think if you’d asked me 2 years ago if I would be happy being used, having my husband hold my head and fuck my mouth with no apparent care for my enjoyment… I’d have said hell no. The reality is of course very different. When he does this I am so turned on by it, it takes very little to push my body to orgasm. In my head he wants to use my body for his own pleasure because it pleases him… that gets me off. I want only to know and feel irresistible to him.

I want him to own and control me because it pleases him to do so.

I want him to make me please him and correct me when I don’t.

I want his discipline when I disappoint so I know he demands more of me, that I must obey, it keeps me calm to know I am accountable to him and will be held accountable.

Gosh how I’ve changed….

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I’ve always loved MrH’s hands. Before we started dating, I would watch him sat at the side of me in college as he typed on the computer, or played with his watch (he would unfasten and fasten it when he was bored). I would marvel at their size and the way the veins stood out. I would imagine them touching me, wondering what they would feel like. I’m sure you can appreciate it made for some very interesting lessons 😂.

I still spend time touching his hands. Mine feel so small in his, and yet when he squeezes my hand in his it conveys so many things, you’re mine, you’re loved, you’re safe… well that’s how it makes me feel anyway.

So my sinful Sunday picture today is very chaste by usual standards, but as I’m recovering from a surgical procedure MrH has forbidden any kinky fuckery until he’s satisfied I’m recovered sufficiently.

I can’t express properly how much I love this man.

To see who else is sinning this Sunday click the lips below 😊

Sinful Sunday
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Pain relief- update

If you follow me you will remember me saying that I had a procedure coming up called “facet joint nerve ablation” whereby they would be burning the nerves causing me the back pain.

Well they did it yesterday, or at least they have done the left hand side.

The actual procedure wasn’t as bad as the test procedure which I talked about in Medical Branch Nerve Block.

But afterwards…. where during the test procedure I was immediately pain free – yesterday I’d have sworn blind I’d been hit by a truck.

I had a bad night, couldn’t get comfortable and so I slept badly. I dosed for about half an hour between 12 and 1 then I was awake for a few hours before falling back asleep.

This morning I’m feeling ok. Not pain free but that wasn’t expected. For one, they have only done one side, and for another they have heated my back to 82 degrees, so they warn you that your pain is likely to be worse before it gets better.

In about 2 weeks I’ll return for them to do the right side. Shortly after that I should be pain free……..

Watch this space!

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Please Sir – play with me?

I struggle to ask MrH for things. Not like can I buy or can I eat, but sexual things, and when I have chatted to other subs this seems to be a common theme.

I think there are 2 reasons for this.

1. Embarrassment or shame.

2. Fighting with the idea that I shouldn’t ask as a submissive.

The second is easier to argue out. MrH tells me he’s not a mind reader, and if I don’t tell him he doesn’t know. Continue reading “Please Sir – play with me?”