Date night!

We were planning on just staying home and relaxing this weekend, but yesterday my mother asked if she could have little man for a sleepover tonight. She is the best momma and grammie. So date night it is. Not 100% sure what we are doing yet but there was no sex or spanking last night because He wanted me to rest up "cause you're going to need your energy tomorrow night" -He said with a menacing little glare.

Yipes! :)

Whimper

Wincing with each leg lift this morning at the gym, I mentally replayed last nights spanking session. Basically, it hurt like hell, but felt fantastic. I'd be skipping around singing today if I wasn't so sore.

I slept downstairs in our spare/playtime bedroom as instructed and put in my plug just in case He wanted to have anal. He came home and put His arm around me tweaking a nipple as He told me about work. Eventually I ended up face down on the bed with His arm thrown across my back attempting to keep me still as He (abused) spanked my ass harder than He ever has before, and he seemed to keep hitting the same spot that He bruised last time, on purpose I'm sure. "I think this is the hardest I've ever spanked you, and you fucking love it don't you?" I cried out that I did even though I was seriously thinking about asking Him to stop. Good thing I didn't, I came hard a few minutes later.

After I calmed down a bit He said it was time to suck His cock. "Yes please" I positioned myself between His spread legs and went to work. With His hands fisted in my hair "you always suck my cock so good" I reminded Him again that I would daily if He let me. He came close to cumming before pulling me off and telling me to ride Him. I climbed on top of Him and slowly sank down, the plug rubbing the length of Him inside me. "I love it when you ride me while your ass is stuffed with a plug". It didn't take long for us to finish.

The funny thing is...He almost seems surprised that He enjoys spanking me so much.

I knew He would though, I just can't say it out loud because He would probably spank me for it.  :)

Big Red

Introducing.... Big Red.:)

I was rummaging around our basement when I found one of those big five gallon bucket paint stirring sticks that was left over from painting our house. Idea! I cut it down some in the length and sanded the edges till they were nice and smooth ( ass splinters would be very bad ) and painted it red. I figured might as well go with the same color my ass was going to be. :)

Now here is the thing, not once while I was working on this little project did it pop into my mind how messed up it was that I was making something for Him to use against me. Oh no, that little gem didn't surface until I ended up with a bruise the size of a half dollar on my ass.

Sense of self preservation - gone.

Mayhem

This has been a heck of a week, so Im going to have to split this into two posts So please bear with me.

It was a horribly long sex less week, and we had our nephew over for the weekend, making alone time almost impossible. Like I said  last week, our playtime was restricted due to a small procedure. The lack of sex and spanking had me in a bit of a snit, thankfully we can now go back to our normal routine. In the meantime I took it upon myself to start a project, our funds are tight right now, so that means no new toys for awhile. It's kinda hard for me to buy stuff online anyway, I want to see it in front of me, really check it out. We have been on the hunt for a new spanking toy, the Singapore Stinger (a favorite of mine) is a thin paddle that leave my ass nice and red, but its a little too long, making it a little awkward to use. So, I decided to make my own. More on that, later.

We had just put the boys down for a long nap and were trying to decide between taking a nap too or getting in the shower. Shower won. I got in first while He finished His game of Call Of Duty. I had just finished washing my hair when He stepped into the shower. He flicked my nipple and asked how the water was. I rolled my eyes and said it was just fine, we switched places so that He could wash His hair while I shaved my legs. Shaving in the shower is just plain awkward without something to prop your foot on. He must have noticed that because He said I needed to get some sort of stool to use. Immediately my sex crazed brain thought of other things a stool in the shower could be used for. I could feel Him watching me as I ran the razor over my legs, "Why are you watching me shave?" "Cause I can, what else am I supposed to look at?" I feel very self conscious whenever He watches me, I guess that's kinda the point though. I stood up and turned my back to Him to put my razor and shaving cream back on the ledge. I had barely set them down when He cracked me on my right cheek with His hand. I cried out a bit, having been caught off guard. I braced myself against the wall for what was coming. He held me by the shoulder as He swatted me, alternating the numbers of blows per cheek so that I didn't know where the next one would land. I arched my back toward Him as I moaned in rhythm to His spanking. After about forty spanks He paused so that I could catch my breath.

Rubbing my sore bottom "those sting more than last time" He just smiled and said "Not enough, Im going to turn your ass bright red" as He pushed me into the corner of the shower. He held me still with his arm across my back, pressing me up against the cool tiles. He covered my ass with hard quick spanks, barely giving me time to count how many. I could feel my ass burning with the heat His spanks created. All of a sudden He released His hold on me, only to snake His hand up to surround my throat. Pulling my hips towards Him, He sunk His length into me in one swift thrust. He savagly pounded into me, making me scream out as I orgasmed, not caring who heard me. Letting my throat go, He gripped my hips in His large hands and continued forcing His way into me. By this time I was bent over at a ninety degree angle, desperatly trying to hold my grip on the wall to keep from falling. His thrusts slowed down letting me feel every inch of Him. With a sigh He pulled out and took a step back, "I want to cum so badly right now but I just cant seem to" feeling guilty and concerned "what would you like me to do for you?" "you dont need to do anything, it feels amazing and spanking you turns me on like a mother fucker"

I couldnt help but feel responsible, dropping down to kneel in front of Him, I softly licked the tip of His still hard cock. Cupping His heavy, silky balls in my hand, I placed my lips over His cock head. His member twitched against my lips, giving me all the encouragement I needed. Swirling my tongue around the plump head, His long cock slid into my mouth, nudging the back of my throat. My face burried against His crotch, and I was purring with satisfaction. If my mouth hadnt been so full, I would have been smiling ear to ear. Gripping his hips in my hands I pulled Him against me forcing Him to fuck my mouth. Over the sound of the water spraying down, His breathing turned to labored pants. I could tell He was getting close, His hands were twisted through my wet hair, as His cock started pulsing. Sucking hard, He cried out as His hot cum splashed the back of my throat almost choking me. I swallowed what I could, the rest dripping down onto my breasts.

After He had caught His breath He released my hair, I licked my lips with a cheshire cat smile and said "I dont know what you were talking about, you didnt seem to have any problem cumming"

Yearning

I am a very impatient person. If I want something, I want it now. Whether it be a special occasion, a night out, a thing or sex. The longer I wait the more feisty I get.

This week is no exception. Due to a minor outpatient procedure, the vagina is on the injured list for awhile. (He said ok, looks like it will be all anal) yipes!

So far He has been very gentle and understanding. Which I super appreciate but I'm getting antsy. I need sex and spanking. I need it now! Lol

Anticipation can be a good thing, it builds the excitement level but I just want to be healed up and get back to business ( yes, I know I sound like a sex addict but I'm okay with it ). While I feel like I'm gonna burst, He is just whistling along like He has not a care in the world. How can this sudden time out not be affecting Him? I'm not brave enough to ask yet.

This is one of the reasons why TTWD is so good for our relationship. We used to fight all the time about sex. He has never had much of a sex drive until we started all this, I on the other hand have always had a huge sex drive. Now I feel like He wants me more than ever. In the past I also felt neglected and unattractive when the frequency of the sex we were having was lacking. There we even times that that little nugget of insecurity would have me thinking that He could be straying. He never has, He is a very good man and has always treated me wonderfully. I just get down on myself when we aren't having sex as often as I'd like. I internalize things, which is something I'm trying to be better about for Him. He wants me to be more open about my wants and feelings, which is hard for me. I am trying, I really am, promise. TTWD has changed us for the better, we are closed than ever.

How does everyone else deal with the time apart, or even just a basic lack of time? Im struggling.

With any luck maybe there will be some good girl spankings tomorrow for not whining too much over being on the injured list.

Unless He counts my whining on here.

Oops :)

Splish Splash

A few days ago we decided to add something new to our weekly routine. Since we are parents and also work outside of our home full time we tend to lack that alone time that we crave. So we have started Shower Night. One night a week we are going to sneak off to our very large shower for some play time after little man has gone to bed for the night. I love my shower, its a large custom built and tiled walk in shower. I could just about lay down on the floor of it and fit head to toe (which happens to be very convenient for shower sex. I saw some suction handles and a foot rest that suctions to the wall that Id like to try out. If we get them, Ill be sure to post a review.

It had been a long day of working, running around, swimming and having dinner with my family. We didn't have anytime for any maintenance other than a quick swat now and again. I winked at Him and mentioned a few times how much I was looking forward to taking a shower later when we got home. He got the hint and I was rewarded with a small wicked smile.

That night after we got home, I went into the bathroom to start the shower and stripped off my clothes. He was in the kitchen getting a drink, so I stood in the doorway and waited for Him to join me. When He was ready, I stepped into the shower and let my hair down as He pulled the curtain shut.

The hot water felt amazing after such a long day. He watched me intently as I washed my hair, His fingers tugging and twisting my taunt nipples. I switched spots with Him so that He could stand under the spray, closing His eyes as the hot water worked its magic. I started to wash myself with my heavenly smelling lavender body wash, His eyes following my every move as I rubbed the foam over my body. We switched again so that I could rinse off, my body pressed against the wall to give Him room to pass by me, moaning as His cock lightly brushed against my ass. He just smiled at me and let me finish rinsing myself.

After I was all clean and yummy smelling, I had Him stand under the water as I grabbed His body wash. Working the soap into a lather, I spread my hands over His back and shoulders, rubbing His hardened muscles under my fingers. He moaned and closed His eyes to savor the feeling. I love to wash Him, feeling His soapy skin under my fingers turns me on like no other. I am addicted to touching Him, tasting Him, having His skin against mine. I lightly squeezed His perfect butt before He turned to have me wash His front. I got more soap and worked His chest muscles, letting the soapy water run down Him, my eyes following the trail of bubbles as they ran towards His swelling cock and then down to His legs.

He grabbed my waist and turned me around to face the corner, His hands resting on my ass. Pulling my hips against His crotch He pressed me down so that I was bent at the waist, my ass on display to Him. He drew His hand back and spanked me hard on the right cheek with a loud crack! "This is for being such a good girl this week" "Thank you Sir" His hand was a blur as He landed five hard spanks on each cheek. "I'm going to turn my little slaves ass red" I moaned a "yes please". Two more smacks to the inside of my thighs had me spreading my legs for relief.

He must have taken that as an invite because He started pressing His length against my wet pussy. The hot water, His skin against mine and the spanking were a perfect combination,  making me drip with anticipation. With a groan He slid His hard cock into me, making me gasp for air. He held himself still, savoring the feeling. Slowly He drew himself back, as I braced myself for what was coming. He dug his fingers into my hips and pounded my pussy with everything He had. I could already feel an orgasm building, His rock hard cock forcing it from me. He never slowed as I cried out "ohhh...I'm going to cum Sir" "Do it my little slave, cum for me" "Now baby, cum on my cock". His words released me, I came hard, locking my arms so that I didn't fall as I cried out.

He withdrew himself just enough to be able to spank me as I came down from my orgasm. A couple quick stinging swats and then He was buried inside me again, pressing His body against mine so that His cock nudged my sweet spot, making me want more. Instead of giving me what I clearly wanted, He slipped out and knelt behind me.

Keeping me bent over, He spread my ass cheeks and rubbed the soft pad of His thumb over my puckered asshole, the sensation sending a ripple of pleasure through me. With his big hands on my thighs holding me still, He pressed His wet hot tongue against me, making me whimper. He continued to run circles around my twitching ass, my moans getting louder and louder as I pleaded for more. "Touch yourself my little slut, rub your pussy for me" I couldn't snap out of my trance. His tongue on me had me frozen in place unable to process his words. I knew I needed to obey Him, but it felt so good. "I said touch yourself, NOW!" The last word a growl that vibrated through me, breaking the spell on me. With one hand holding me up, the other rubbing my greedy pussy, He continued his attack on my sensitive asshole. Drawing back He licked his fingers and started pressing against my tight ass. I let out a small yelp when He started filling my ass, my pussy was on fire, another orgasm coming quick. He worked His finger farther into me, my own buried in my pussy, rubbing my sweet spot "I'm going to cum again Sir, may your slave please cum?" "Yes baby, cum for me" "Show me how hard you can cum" I screamed out as my orgasm crashed over me, rocking me back against Him, my ass gripping His fingers with every wave.

Before I even had time to catch my breath, He withdrew his finger and stood. A quick smack at my now very sensitive thighs made me spread my legs and without hesitation He plunged into my pussy, rocking me forward. He wrapped one hand around my middle and the other across my neck, pulling me up, arching my back as he forced me to look at Him. His eyes were filled with a fierce passion that burned me up. He fucked me so hard that all I could do was hold on for the ride. His cock brutally impaling me was more than I could take as my body shook with a mind blowing, toe curling orgasm, my battered pussy gushing around Him.

I collapsed against the warm tiles, dragging air into my screaming lungs as I tried to regain my balance. My pussy was still throbbing with the after affects of such an intense orgasm. After I had a chance to calm down a bit, with a grin He said "You know, you didn't wash all of me" 

I grabbed the soap again and worked up a good lather as I knelt before him. Running my hands up and down His toned legs, I worked the muscles with my fingers, kneading the tension from them. With His well fucked cock level with my mouth I licked the tip, tasting myself on Him. Looking up at Him for approval, I started to wash His cock,  paying special attention to every vein and bulge. He groaned as with one hand I soaped up His heavy balls and with the other started working the slippery soap over His glistening cock. I snuck a peak up at Him to find that His head was tipped back, eyes closed, His soft lips parted as He panted. I happily kept stroking His cock, washing away the remaining soap.

Licking my lips I drew Him into my warm wet mouth, savoring the taste of Him. I gripped His thighs as I sucked Him in deep, my nose pressed against His pubic bone. Running my tongue against the sensitive under side of Him, His very hard cock sliding all the way back, making me gag slightly as the head started to enter my throat. He then pulled himself from my hungry mouth, stroking Himself, a hand fisted in my hair at the nape of my neck. With a loud groan and a shudder He came, shooting over my face and neck, pooling between my breasts. I licked my lips tasting His salty cum, hungry for more I gently licked the now sensitive tip of Him, cleaning the cum from His softening cock. He stepped back and smiled at me as He helped me to my feet.

After I had rinsed off His cum, I lovingly washed His thick hair, massaging His scalp to relax Him. He rinsed off and as He stepped out of the shower gave me two quick spanks. We dried ourselves and then wrapped up in our thick fluffy towels. My ass tender against the towel, I looked behind me to asses the damage. My ass was a lovely rosy pink, I gave Him a shy smile when He asked if it still stung. "Good, I like seeing your ass red and I know you like it too"

We eventually fell into bed, kissing each other goodnight, the taste of Him still on my lips.

I slept like a baby well used slave. :)

Midnight thoughts

Sorry if Im rambling, but I have these thoughts that keep circling around and its helps to write it out, so here it is.

I didn't sleep well, pent up sexual tension was bubbling at the surface keeping me from sleeping soundly. My dreams kept circling Him and the hold He has on me. Some days I feel so helpless, my life a whirlwind with Him as my rock. Other days I am confident and secure in everything, except for where I stand with Him. I cherish Him like no other, my absolute love and respect sometimes scares me. I want to give my whole self to Him but it's so hard to let go and put down my guard. He wants me to tell Him what I need but I can't seem to easily share those deep dark secrets without the fear of judgement.

Do I really think He will judge me? (no I guess I don't, but I have a very hard time trusting) How do you step over that line between what you know and what you need? I think I just need a hard shove over the divide.

As Conina said last weekend, as a submissive woman, it's so important to not force you own desires onto your Dom. I know what I deeply need and want, it's just getting it out in the open is the hard part. I don't want to influence Him but if it doesn't come out then eventually resentment sets in and we all know there is no room for that in anyone's relationship. It has been a long journey to where we are now and we still have a long way to go. That's part of the fun though, the learning and the trial and error.

In my experience, most men (and women) can be put into three categories: submissive, passive and dominant. I have been in relationships with all three in the past and here is what Ive learned. Two submissives is just a mess. Two people who physically, mentally and sexually need to be dominated pretending that its okay to give up what you really need. A submissive and a passive person can make it work for a time but I don't think either are ever really content. A submissive and a dominant works great as long as you are open about your needs and boundaries. Opposites attract people! lol

TTWD to me is something that you either fall into naturally or are brought into by someone. For us, my submissiveness is an ingrained part of who I am but Him as a Dom is a learned practice. I brought Him into this, no remorse either. We have a much stronger marriage because of TTWD (especially lately now that I have another outlet to explain my feelings). People that know us think that we have such a great relationship and that we never fight. I just prefer to keep my dirt at home and not aired out for others to see. We have our own share of problems that we have had to work through but I'm very happy with where we are now. 

Even though it took us a few trys to make this work, I kept coming back to Him because He has a hold on me like no other. Even when we hadn't seen each other in years and were with other people, I was drawn to him. He is my alpha. :)

I'm not going to pretend like I'm the perfect sub because lord knows I'm not. I don't always listen to and do what He says but that's just part of who I am. If one day I started bowing down to Him and jumping at His every command, I bet He would call the doctor to see if I was sick. lol I need to test my boundaries every once in awhile, plus its fun to see him get all riled up. Discipline and maintenance is a huge part of what keeps me sane. I work at a very stressful place and sometimes carry that over to my home life. Maintenance brings me back to my happy place, reminds me where I belong and that I am loved and cared for. Discipline is just that, discipline. People tend to behave better if they know there are consequences. I have always needed someone to answer to or I tend to not behave very nicely. :)

I guess in the end what Im trying to say is that I love being submissive to my husband and I want to serve him in everyway. I will just about bend over backwards to make him happy. I try to obey Him, but that doesnt always go as planned and if I doesnt then I need consequences.

Morning Glory

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Dream a little dream of me

Last night I had the most erotic dream. I had slept in our spare bedroom as He requested I should so that I would be waiting for Him when He got home from work (it's far enough from our sons room to not have to worry as much about the noise). I primped and shaved and made sure my skin was soft and fragrant for Him. I wrote last nights blog and then drifted off to sleep hoping that the hours before His return home would go quickly.

Why is it you never remember the beginning of a dream? You always start right in the middle. Like how did we get here and whats going on? I dreamed that I was cooking Him dinner like usual until He bent me over the counter, pulled down my jeans and started spanking me with one of my wooden spoons. He was dissapointed in something I did. I remember feeling guilty and trying to apologize to Him for whatever I had done but He wouldn't hear me out. He kept spanking me and saying how bad I was and that I deserved every blow. I was squirming and trying to get away as my ass turned bright pink from the spoon hitting me. He threw down the spoon and unzipped himself and with one swift move was buried to the hilt. He slammed me against the counter with every thrust. It was over before I knew it, He pulled out and came on my pink striped ass. It was right then that He came home and I woke up from my dream.

He came in and said baby "I'm home, I'm going to take a quick shower." I dozed to the sounds of the running water from His shower. I don't know how much time passed before He was getting into bed with me. Small feat in a full size bed, big men need big beds.

He started to caress my skin and then His hands traveled down to cup my ass as He nuzzled my neck. He paused to slip off His boxers (why He put them on in the first place is beyond me) and said "why don't you come down here and take care of this?" " I've got a surprise for you" I was mentally bouncing up and down, I do love surprises. As I gripped His hardening member and cupped His balls I felt that He had trimmed pretty close while in the shower. Yum, the better to lick. I ran my tongue the length of Him and around the plump head before swallowing Him as far as possible. I sucked hard bringing His cock to life, hardening against my tongue. I had His cock in one hand and silky balls in the other. He then grabbed a fist full of my hair and told me to suck on His balls. Gladly I thought. He moans so much whenever I do that for Him. Plus when He takes a sharp breath i know I hit a sweet spot.

I continued stroking Him with my hands and tongue, teasing His asshole like I know He likes me too. "Ooo... my little slave do you like that?" I gave Him a muffled yes. "where are the toys at?" 'they are under the bed in the storage container' "go get one" 'which one would you like me to get?' "I want you to choose what one I use on you" I picked out a flesh colored very realistic dildo that is quite thick. I know that's His favorite to use on me since I squeal like crazy when He fucks me with it. I also grabbed a pair of gold nipple clamp rings that He has never seen before. I climbed up to kneel in front of Him while I put the rings on and I handed Him the dildo.

He had me get back into position sucking His cock, my body 90 degrees to His so that He can play with me and spank me at the same time. I felt the tip of the dildo pushing against my pussy lips, nudging slowly to tease me. Then he slammed it straight home. I yelled out at the sudden intrusion, as I tried to accommodate the large dildo. He started a maddening pace that had me moaning against Him, slowly pulling it out and then thrusting hard into me. He was hitting my spot so good and I came in no time. He pulled the dildo out with a pop and told me to get on top and ride him.

I got out of my position and lowered myself onto his very hard cock. It doesn't take long at all for me to get a strings of orgasms going this way. I can usually last through about four before I feel like I'll pass out. I rode Him slowly trying to make it last, on my third orgasm I felt it building and building so I knew it was going to be good. I sat back and squeezed my nipples roughly and came with a gush, my body contracting around Him. He then lifted me off and told me to lay on my back. I thought He was going to fuck my ass but instead straddled my chest and had me push my tits together with His cock in between. He started pumping himself , using me as a toy. It didn't take long for Him to reach His peak with a final thrust He came on my face sending jets of cum over my throat, mouth and cheeks. I was so surprised, He had never done that before. After I wiped my eyes and was able to look up at Him, He had the most smug look on His face.

"Well that should give you something to write about"

Pompous ass! Lol

Gotta love Him.

Take a hint

Been absent for a couple days with the weekend and what not. Saturday was girls night out with one of my dear friends. As usual I was late getting to her house, was pulling out of the drive way when I realized I didn't have enough gas to get there. So I had to make a 20 minute detour to get gas. Grrrr. We went for a yummy meal at Olive Garden and then we were off to consume large quantities of alcohol at the local bar.

We were both looking pretty hot when we walked in and turned a few heads. :) Always nice to be appreciated. We ordered our drinks and sat down to chat with the owner who is a friend of ours.

Later a group of men around our age came over and started chatting us up. One of them was watching me pretty intently, okay no big deal. I do have to say my hair was looking pretty good that night. A few minutes later he leaned over and introduced himself and told me that I had a beautiful smile. Hmmm, kinda odd thing to tell a married woman with a wedding ring on her finger. The night wore on and we enjoyed a couple games of bags and got to feeling pretty good. The bar closed and we all went out to the parking lot and stood around talking for another hour or two. During this whole time the same man was paying an awful lot of attention to me. From staring to brushing his hand along my back. Warning! Warning! The red flag in my mind went up. Thankfully a few minutes later everyone started heading to their homes. We were saying our goodbyes when the same man leaned over and whispered in my ear asking me if we could go somewhere and have sex! Wtf? I hadn't even shown him the smallest bit of interest and had told him multiple times that I was happily married. I obviously said no, I'm married. Next he asked " could we if we used a condom?" gahhh! I think my eyes bugged out of my head and my jaw dropped. I couldn't believe what had just come out of his mouth. I was shocked, I immediately said no and walked away. I know some men are thick skulled but jeez.

I told Him about my night after I came home. He got all serious in that Dom tone and asked if He needed to start coming with me when I do go out. I told Him that I'm a big girl and can hold my own. With a slap on the ass and a playful wink He told me that I better be able to. :) I was told to be waiting downstairs in his favorite jammies for him when he gets home from work tonight.

I didn't have to be told twice to take the hint, why can't other people?