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Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now. This happened recently when we were leaving on vacation. We were going to be staying in a beach house, which meant we had to bring almost everything with us, from shampoo to charcoal to paper plates to food. Before we left, rather than calling the shots, I asked my husband what he wanted me to do. He said he wanted me to handle the interior, and he’d take care of putting the boat on the trailer and getting the outside stuff together. Brooke, dark-haired is 5"4" weighs 105 lb and is very athletic, being active in the Cross-country team of her College. I wish I could. But its too much. Too much in this period of time we are living in. He would think I am nuts or something. But I dream about it all the time. I want him to be THAT MAN sososososososo much. So I can finally just be my little dolly cute feminine and relaxed self.

I am just now beginning to learn how to undress for Sir. I feel a bit silly, but the lingerie I wear for Him helps. So far He has only specified me to remove my panties while facing away from Him, slightly bent over. Beyond that, He has only asked that I please Him with my removal of my clothes, and I try to be creative and pleasing in the process. It’s difficult to let my husband make the final decisions, when I was taught that I shouldn’t rely on anyone other than myself. I knew what I wanted for our marriage, but I was fighting against myself. So, I decided I was going to learn. Being a Submissive Wife Today I wore a blouse that is a little low cut, I am ** and it showed some cleavage. I knew he wouldn’t like it unless he was with me, I could wear anything even tiny bikinis if he is with me, but I was out alone and he said You wore that? It shows all your **. Then he said come here, and I went to him knowing what he was going to do and he said turn around and I did and he spanked me hard, just one seat but it stung. Then he said You’re too ** and you’re ** are too big to go out like that without me, don’t do it again. I mouthed off and asked What if I do? He got angry and said then you will be in big trouble. Another third were genuinely curious so we talked through what being a sub meant to me. Some people found it really educating. It actually made me feel better about men, less afraid of engaging with them.’ This is a true story and it is about how my husband pushed me into becoming a more sexually diverse, and more sexually active (a slut) wife. My name is Kristie. I’m 28 yrs old, 5’6”, 125 lbs with shoulder length, dark brown hair. Although not model thin, I have all the curves 34d-24-36 that turns more than a few heads, specially when I dress to thrill. My husband Barry is a 210 lbs of handsome man, that’s 6” tall with a Three Musketeers style beard and mustache.

Just as they are ready to start the movie, the sound of an approaching car interrupts their conversation. We all shook hands and sat in the living room. “Where are you from?” I asked. “You sound European.” Two days after, she did it again while I was sleeping, but this time, she went a step further. Again, I pretended to be asleep, but I know she knew I was awake. My first actual training occurred when we reached my home our first day together. Sir sat on my couch, and took one of the pillows, placing it at His feet, He instructed me to kneel and remove His shoes. He informed me at that time that His women do not kneel on the floor, only on pillows, and so I learned my first lesson. Now, unless we are in a rush, I kneel at His feet and put on and remove His shoes. After school, when I got a job, I stayed with her in her one-bedroom apartment, splitting the monthly bills between us.

For example, for years, it’s been my responsibility to manage our rental properties. Now with 3 young children to bathe, feed, change and teach, it is a huge drain to my emotional energy to manage tenants and maintenance of our properties. Rather than trying to do it all myself, I asked my husband to take over. He agreed happily. Since then, he’s been doing an excellent job, and I have the relief of knowing that he will make the best decisions for our family. I don’t need to ask him to give me the rundown of what he’s doing for the properties. All I do is ask, “Is there anything I can do to help you?” The pressure is now off me, and I don’t have to worry about it. And even if something goes wrong, I don’t have the pressure of knowing that the responsibility falls solely on my shoulders. It’s his responsibility. I like someone who is self-assured and can command a presence,’ she says. ‘I like someone with a dark side. Not a dark side as in, their personality shows red flags, but someone who can do some nasty, amazing things to me.’You might also want to consider joining the local BDSM community if you think it will help you. You'll meet a lot of people who have experience that they can share with you so that your transition can be smoother and your understanding of what you want to do is fuller. Now that I've got all that scary stuff taken care of, let's talk about a couple of happy people that want to explore a bit of kink in the bedroom or even change their relationship into a D/s one. I still believe these are important characteristics; however, when they are ingrained into your being they can have a toxic affect on a marriage. At the same time, they did not learn how to help around the house. You basically end up living with a teenager. It feels like your a single mother in charge. Hard to admire and feel happy as a women in these conditions. I believed that I had to make the decisions. Believing that an individual must be independent, I had previously made all of the decisions for myself.

You allowed it to happen when you didn’t stop her the first time she touched you sexually. You should have screamed at her and not pretended to be asleep.

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I’ve failed many times. I’m stubborn with the best of them, my emotions get the best of me way more than they should, and I like to be right. Physically greet my husband at the door when he gets home from work, with a smile and a kiss. Or at least a great attitude. They look like Ken and Barbie. Their faces are perfectly smooth and tanned. Their bodies are perfectly proportioned. Real people don’t look like that.”

As one of Sir's favorite ways to have me, positioning for rear entry is very important. He prefers a similar position to that of spanking, with more of a reverse lean so as to better accommodate His thrusts.I closed my eyes again and dozed off. Suddenly, I felt something grab my arms. My eyes snapped open. Oh, my God! It’s them! I am 40 years old and have been married to my husband for 18 years, we dated 2 years before that. When we first met he was very jealous and demanding but very sweet and good to me. I remember I was driving soon after we met and I made a wrong turn and he pinched me. I got mad at him and he just laughed it off. That’s where I should have stopped it, but I kind of liked it. Just the other day I said a curse word, I said the S word when talking on the phone with a friend. He heard it and sternly said Watch your language. I said sorry and when I hung up he said Come here. I stood in front of him and he reached behind me and swatted by ** with his hand hard and said I don’t like you using that language. I said I was sorry and he said turn around I’m going to spank you. I turned around and bent over slightly and he spanked me ** the **. I said sorry again and he hugged me and gave me a kiss and then we made love. He can be gentle or rough in bed and he was very rough that night.