This morning I wake to the feel of Daddy taking the covers off my behind, and then sliding two fingers into my ass. He does not ask for consent. He is opening me up and I am in such desperate love with that feeling, the way he invades my behind and pounds it a little…
It’s been nearly five years since my Daddy Husband and I stumbled into BDSM and began a relationship-transforming journey. Make that a life-changing journey. Those early days – which I have been writing about here on this blog – felt like a spiritual conversion to a new way of understanding ourselves and each other; indeed,…
The other night as I headed into our bedroom, I found my darling Daddy Husband watching the James Bond movie, Live and Let Die. Like many men, he loves watching the obviously dominant James Bond seduce sexy women into submission. As I looked at the screen, I said something about how young Jane Seymour was…
This afternoon I find myself in a jagged mood for no reason. Some sort of hormonal anger where I feel like throwing things (do throw things, my hairbrush, my sandal, go bouncing off the couch). I send Michael a message that I won’t be there when he gets home from work, I’m headed to get…
The morning after I first call my husband Daddy, it is Saturday, he wakes me up in the dark again by climbing on top of me, and I think I will lie there in peaceful silence again. But I find out quickly that Michael is not in a peaceful mood, he is pure animal this…
My husband and I are new to the practice of power exchange. The energy of it is thrilling, but it strange, and maybe even dangerous. We feel as if we’ve grabbed hold of a tiger by the tail, and we’re not sure how to tame it. But others have gone before us, there is much…
In these early days of our D/s life, I am lucky I don’t have a lot of work on my plate, and after Michael goes to work I can just float in this new perspective on “us,” try to grapple with his change in our relationship, this change in myself. The feeling of coming home…
Electric Energy The morning after my “I am sexual submissive” revelation, I wake with new identity and a new body. It doesn’t feel like the normal body I am accustomed to inhabiting, a body often numb and easy to ignore as I go about my day. It has now been jolted awake by an influx…
On the Verge Get down on your knees, he says when I walk in the door, and I laugh. I laugh because this is the first time my husband has given me a sexual command, and it feels strange and unfamiliar to be told what to do. I laugh because it also feels like roleplay,…
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