au réveil

The afternoon sun reaches through the windowpane, light-soaked rays stroking their fingertips over my sleep-warmed skin, caressing me through my quilted cocoon, coaxing me slowly awake. It takes me a while, I think to myself, as I hear his approaching movements against the background sounds of domestic hums; fluffing towels turn in the dryer while floorboards creak under softly padding feet.  He kneels beside me where I lay, melted chocolate eyes level with my groggy gaze, and his welcoming smile pulls me out of my drowsy depths. It takes me a while. The thought repeats as I complete my climb to consciousness, holding his cheek against my palm and tracing my thumb over his sinner’s lips. Sometimes, it takes me a while. To [...]

Friday Femdom Fiction: A Bitch at the Beach

Burned. She made an uncomfortable mewling noise, looking at her body in the large hotel bathroom mirror. Everywhere was covered in sore streaky red. Her breasts were still their proper alabaster and rose color, as was her buttocks, but her shoulders were sun seared, ugly pink, as were patches on her torso and legs. She looked, in her judgement, like she was having some sort of allergic reaction. And she knew what would come next, peeling, then tan marks, light brown on milk white. The door rattled and swung open, and she poked her head out, still patting her singed flesh with a cool, damp wash cloth. “Okay baby, the concierge found a pharmacy that’s open at this hour…” He clutched a plastic sack, [...]

Our FLR Contract Worked Wonders For Our Relationship

My guidance could and does impact my partner. Throughout our relationship, he has made so many positive improvements to his life through my direction. Prior to our relationship and me coming and taking the FLR role without knowing that was what I was doing, he didn’t have a lot of direction. Coming into his life, I made a lot of changes. To make a long story somewhat short we got custody of his son. This was something he was not going to push for. I think based on my direction and the guidance I had with seeing the condition his son was in, that he opened up his eyes to what was going on and worked to get custody. This was at the [...]

Husband Spanked Nude Across Trainer’s Knee

I'm afraid to report that david earned himself another spanking across his trainer's knee yesterday. And to add insult to injury he was required to strip completely bare for his very strict bare bottom paddling.It's true, I did incite it. He has been putting on weight lately and I need to nip that in the bud. A little note to Mags, his trainer, suggesting he be stripped, teased about his new belly fat, scolded about his eating habits, and soundly spanked across her knee (as a Mother would a child) before being most rigorously trained by her. Her answer?Sounds like a plan!!!!! I wasn't there, but I got the full scoop afterwards from david.My husband and his trainer went down to the basement [...]

bête noire

Limbs twined, my cheek to his chest, I inhale his skin between slowing heartbeats, kittening under his hand stroking my hair and nestling into the strength of his ember-warm embrace. My lashes flutter in a latent echo of endorphin trembles, and, stroking my fingertips over his torso, I ask… What are you afraid of? …even as I think to myself: This. Source: The Suburban Domme

The 24/7/365 sissy slaves

Sissy Candy provided a comment with a fantastic link. The text is in a jumble but the content brought back memories of my very early days of reading femdom literature. Hardcopies! Here in the UK was a magazine which had various names over the years, Madame, Madames, Madames a World of Fantasy. The magazines had a letters section and the letters were very often from REAL LIFE Mistresses, detailing their lifestyles. (I particularly remember Gillian and Margaret and they gave me my introduction to Dickie-Discipline, enforced chastity and tease and denial.) However, this post is about the women who provided letters about 24/7/365 sissy maids they OWNED. These letters were my inspiration. There was Mistress Pamela with a sissy maid called Candy Floss, [...]

We Almost Went Our Separate Ways

It is a desperately hard thing for two people that, deeply love each other, to accept that they have a problem which is likely to end with both parties going their separate ways. I had been with my beautiful wife for three years after dating for around eighteen months. We were happy, very happy, but we used to argue a great deal – we are both very stubborn, we both have differing views on world issues, and neither of us deal with stress very well in all honesty. We coped reasonably well but life can throw you a lot of curve-balls at times. Our debt was spiraling, we worked different hours, one of our elderly relatives needed quite a lot of care for [...]