hmmmm!

As I came into the bedroom, she was already sitting, cross legged , in the high back chair with dressed only in a robe. Seeing her took me aback for a second as I entered the room. "Kneel," she said, which I stumbled down and did. "You really like kneeling in front of me don't you?" "Yes, even though you think it odd, I really like it." "Fine, all I asked was a yes or no answer." "Put some lotion on my feet and legs and show me how much you like it...and take off your clothes, now!" She grabbed her brush and lazily started brushing her hair, pulling at some to check the ends, almost isolated, not really giving much attention to me. "Stand up," she said. As she grasped my member, she said, "You really do like this don't you." "Very much so Madam." "Kneel, other leg." I dropped and devoted all my attention as she resumed brushing and nonchalantly playing with her hair. "You know, we agreed that I was the unquestioned Leader in our relationship, you do remember that don't you." "Yes." "As a Leader, there is a level of respect that should be adhered to, wouldn't you agree?" I did not know where she was headed but of course believed it to be true and answered, "Yes." "I'm not sure you always agree with that statement." I stayed quiet. "The other day in the car, we had a little disagreement didn't we?" I now knew where we were headed, "Yes." "The thing is, I do not mind that you disagree, I respect your opinions, isn't that true?" "Yes." "But, the tone in which you talked was less than respectful, agree?" "Yes, I'm sorry." "Well, heres the thing, I wouldn't be much of a Leader and you wouldn't respect me as a Leader, if I let you get away with tones that undermine my Leadership, agree?" "You are right."

"Yes, I thought so." At this point she withdrew her leg and sat straight up in her chair and just looked sternly at me for what seemed like forever. "I cannot allow a disrespectul tone.......stand up....now." I did and stood helpless in front of her as she grabbed my hand and turned me sideways and placed me between her legs. "Bend over." She then started lightly caressing my behind as she continued on with her message of keeping a respectful tone with her, in public, but also, more importantly in private. She then started applying the hairbrush to my bottom, starting slowly, alternating running her hands across, aiming her blows to get to all areas of both sides. I thought it would be around five or so but she kept going, finally stopping at around forty. "Do we have a better understanding now?" "Yes, thank you."

"Now," as she stopped and leaned back in her chair, "I'm not sure why, but this has gotten me aroused.........you may kiss me below." I did as I was told and she was excited, by her actions I knew what she wanted and gave it my all. Just as she was about to come, she pushed my head away, almost in a trance, sat up and said....

Her eyes, almost in a glaze, she said, "Kneel and kiss my breasts." As I did, she spead her legs so I could get really close and started my devotion. "That feels good, you like serving me don't you?" "Yes." "Keep going...." Her hands were softly running around my head and every so often she would reach down and play with herself and bring the nectar to my lips. I felt her arms moving around and soon felt her twitch, as a belt landed on my backside some more. " You will be more respectful if you want me to continue Leading. You do want me to Lead don't you?" "Yes." As she continued her message she got in another 20 whacks as I continued loving on her body. "Funny, I never realized it, but you are my slut aren't you?" "Yes." "I thought so, stop, get on the bed on all fours." As I did, she mounted me from behind and ground herself into my backside. "As the Leader I get to fuck you don't I slutboy?" "Yes." She continued grinding into me while alternating backing off and slapping my backside."That's enough, roll over." As I did, she straddled and placed herself on my face, grinding until she finally came in a powerful expression. We layed beside each other as she spooned me. "Are we clear on my expectations slutboy?" "Yes, thank you." We layed longer as she felt the warmth on my bottom and alternated playing with my member. "Good, lets not forget it..." And we drifted off to sleep.(okay, didn't really happen, my attempt at some erotic fiction......but, one can dream can't they!)

moving on

Well, couple of days into it. Nothing dramatic, but it feels right. Other than an intimate time that was wonderful, there have not been any mountainous events where she has asserted and I have submitted. It is just that since she has agreed to be the Head, the "elephant" is now out of the room. We exist like we did before she accepted, just that now, with our roles defined, we are not posturing one way or the other, me especially. I know my role and she knows hers. I try to anticipate, if she chooses to exert herself, I am ready, if not, I don't pressure her. But with the common knowledge that our roles are clearly defined, it has taken alot of the FLR stress out of the equation.

It now just is what it is ....... and I like it and I think she does too.

She has agreed!!

The other night, we had long conversation about life in general. Some of it was Femdom, some not. She told me to quit making little innuendos, quit bringing it up to her. Just stop what she called the constant badgering, which in my mind was only once or twice a day, to me, nothing, to her, all the time. I said okay, will do.

Three days later she wanted to talk. She formally agreed to take the lead as the Head of our relationship and marriage. She laid out some groundrules, which are understandable and are some work on my end, but think I can do it. She said she knows what I want sexually and may not ever get there. I told her I know it means work for her to assume and assert herself as the Leader and that I trust that she will keep my wishes in mind, whether the kink happens or not, but that I wanted whatever stirred her, not me trying to coerce her into something I wanted.

I first brought up Femdom with her about 9 months ago and she just decided to formally agree to it. I think the deciding factor was twofold. One is that she understands that submitting to Her is not just a passing fancy, but based on our life together, it is something that is wired in me. So, she needs to not pretend it isn't there, but to try and find a balance which can work for both of us. Secondly, I have been sincere these past 9 months, made mistakes, perhaps pushed too hard and fast sometimes, but I have been sincere and respectful about the issue.

Away we go!!!!!

balance

I need to find some balance. In the days that it seems like we are trying to work at this, I find myself so "addicted" to her that I almost make it an obsession. All I want to do is touch her, caress her, stoke her hair. I love to sit on the floor while she is on the couch or in a chair, I would love for her to tell me to do that, to kneel in front of her, to overtly use her "dominion" over me, but she is not comfortable with that. I am like a pathetic puppy dog, following her, wanting to be near her, wanting her to use that attention for her whim or pleasure, whether emotional or physical. But, as she has said, I am crowding her space so much she can't breathe. The poor Lady has trouble getting to sleep because all I want to do is spoon, lightly rub her back, run my hands through her hair. I could do it all night but when she shuts down, she wants to go to sleep. So, she sometimes has trouble differentiating my devotion to her versus an obsession for her and that sometimes makes her squeamish.

I don't know how to be totally devoted to her without being so in her face that I crowd her and make her feel claustrophobic.