“A sparkling kitchen, that’s what I like to see” she said proudly, running a finger along a worktop in a mock check for dust. She didn’t need to check, she already knew it would be immaculate.
She didn’t need to bark orders at David, she simply clicked her fingers and pointed to the floor.
He had sunken to his knees and met the toe of her heel with his lips in an instant. Conditioned to obey without hesitation.
“You can kiss my shoes whilst I wait for my Taxi David” she purred smugly.
“Yes Goddess” he said, inbetween loving kisses planted on her shoes. Elegant tan stillettoes that he’d polished that very morning. He had enjoyed a quiet moment, brushing them quietly whilst at her feet as she caught up with the news on her iPad.
David found himself prostrate before his wife, kissing her shoes whilst she sipped her glass of prosecco and awaited the Taxi that would take her to a night out with girlfriends. Whilst she partied, hIs list of household chores and projects she’d assigned him would keep him busy most of the night.
“If you get to end of your to do list I’ll allow you to have a small glass of wine” she said calmly.
“Thank you Goddess” he said, thankful for the treat on a Friday night.
“And if you do a good job” she said, slipping a foot out of her heel and pressing her toes against his nose and mouth, “I might let you give me some special kisses”.
He groaned with delight and felt his chastity cage tighten whilst his devotion to her foot hastened. He relished the prospect of “special kisses” - his wife’s code word for prolonged oral worship from her submissive husband.
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you David” she whispered.
“Oh yes, thank you, yes please Goddess” he mumbled as he eagerly took her toes in his mouth. Toes that he’d bathed and pedicured the night before.
“Good boy” she said, before slipping her heel back on and walking out into the night leaving him lying on the kitchen tiles.
Happiness for both.
When she rides you
She wants to feel safe. That is how i make Her feel. i once left Her vulnerable with how i treated Her. Now, i leave Her felling so safe that She no longer lets go.
my Wife can be quite excitable in bed. When She lets go it is amazing She now only lets go for other men and i encourage Her to take what She needs.
I love that my wife can lose herself in her lovers arms.
Some things just make sense
I came across this the other day on a blog I love, and am reposting here to share. Its not exactly femdom per se, but it shows how rule setting in the households of the enlightened Western world have grown more and more female centric. Imagine our grandmothers trying to lay out these rule, if you want to get what i mean…
Of course, in my household, the rules are slightly different, even if the results are the same…
1. A little wine and romance will go further towards getting me in mood than humping my leg like a horny golden retriever. Also, helping around the house will have the same effect on me as alcohol does on a high school girl on prom night.
2. If I’m getting ready to start my period or I have my period while we are arguing and you don’t have chocolate in hand, you’re basically swimming with sharks while bleeding – nice knowing you.
3. My retail therapy is the female equivalent to your sports obsession, so don’t intervene unless you want me to return the favor.
4. It’s not called “nagging.” It’s called asking you for the 637th time to do something that I shouldn’t have had to ask about in the first place, and don’t even call me a nag or I’ll hang your balls out to dry for at least two weeks.
5. If I’m acting crazy, remember, I didn’t choose to be born with hormone induced rage blackouts, but you chose to marry me. So who’s the crazy one here…
6. Remember you’re going home with me so stick up for me to your mother or else…
7. I have yet to meet anyone who has died of a cold. Not really a rule, but just some food for thought…
8. If you want me to stop talking, acknowledge you heard me, and I’ll shut up (maybe).
9. I get an “I’m right” trump card that’s good for 5 years times infinity for every human that emerged from my body. Game. Set. Match. End of argument.
10. Even when I actually am being a crazy bitch, always remember that I’m your crazy bitch, and you know you love Me…
Thanks to FemaleSupremacy
The ultimate friend zone compliment. They have their own anniversary now.
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