I saw that James referred to Emily as "that fat bitch." Is she? I thought you said your husband isn't attracted to large women.
It was highly disrespectful for him to refer to her that way. Emily is BBW, and beautiful. And I really like her.
It’s true that my husband isn’t particularly attracted to BBW, he has that bias that we’re working on, but that’s also why I decided I wanted him to get to know her. It’s a matter of respect and learning to submit to a woman’s authority.
You haven't really said much about the Emily experiment. How often does he see her ? What all has she done with hubby? Has she used a belt on him or just the strapon? Are you pleased or disappointed with how she handled hubby ?
I’ve been very pleased by her approach. Emily is new to FemDom, but has really taken to it. She enjoys her time with PussyBoy, and doesn’t seem to mind his small penis.
She’s disciplined him (by hand on his bare buttocks, and with a leather belt), has strapped him on multiple occasions, and isn’t shy about demanding extended oral service from him. He knows that when she calls him to go over, he’s going to be eating pussy for at least an hour. She’s been very complimentary about his pussy and ass eating skills.
Emily also has an extra key to his chastity device so she can unlock him if she chooses.
In many ways, she’s become my partner in dominating him.
I seem to have a lot of followers from Germany and Sweden.
I’m basically ignorant about this, and I realize it’s perhaps a crude generalization, but I’m wondering… among European men… which nationalities tend to be more dominant, which would tend to be more likely to accept being made a cuckold? And which ones are more naturally submissive and PussyBoyish?
What are you going to do about the James dilemma, the possibility of going with him for three months straight?
Well, first off, neither one (my husband or James) has said anything to me about it. I know about the conversation they had, but they don’t know that I know about it.
James won’t tell me what they talked about, and my husband doesn’t seem to want to talk about it. I’m not going to push him anymore. I suppose he’ll talk about it when he’s ready. There have been several times in the past when it’s taken him some time to get himself up for having certain conversations.
Ultimately, if the idea is presented to me, I’ll make the decision that I think is best for my marriage, which is absolutely and always my highest priority. Although it’s not easy, I can always find another Dom, but my husband is irreplaceable.
I’m trying my best to not think with my clit here, lol… because my pussy has already packed a few suitcases….
I would love to do it, the three months with James… I think it would be exciting and intense… but I’m not so sure my husband could really handle that right now, especially with all the time we’ve already spent apart earlier this year.
Honestly, I wish James had come up with this idea when my husband was in North Carolina. Logistically, it would have been much easier.
You are such a magnificent Queen Bitch Femdom goddess I can't imagine why you would give it up for a guy like James who only wants a slave he can pimp out and piss on....
Queen Bitch FemDom Goddess… I like that!
As far as James goes, or men like him… Doms… I have another side to my personality that needs exactly the opposite; I need to be able to let go and let someone else have control sometimes.
What a lot of people don’t realize is that I only recently discovered FemDom… a few years ago… while married to my husband. Before that, I’d almost always been the submissive partner in my relationships.
I’ve always been reluctant to talk about the submissive side of my personality on this blog, just because it’s so different than the relationship I share with my husband. And I’m starting to think that maybe it was a mistake. Maybe I just need to keep that side private.
I’m out here on the balcony, all is quiet, relaxing, catching up on email, trying to decide how to handle the James thing. I decided not to press my husband any more about his conversation with James; when he’s ready to talk about it, he will.
I haven’t talked to James since yesterday morning. I’m sort of peeved at him right now.
Neither my husband nor James realize that I pretty much already know what they talked about. I’m especially curious to see if my husband will be totally honest with me about it.
My hubby is sound asleep in the bedroom. He has a long day of meetings tomorrow. I have him a nice hand-job before he went to bed.
Johnny came by easier this evening to see me. That was maybe a mistake, because it made me realize how much I’ve missed feeling him between my legs.
I had wanted him to come by much earlier, but he wasn’t able to get here until after 7pm.
When he got here, my hubby, who had only himself gotten home less than an hour before, assumed I wanted some alone time with Johnny, and quietly slinked off while Johnny and I went upstairs to the bedroom.
But then I changed my mind and texted him downstairs, “why don’t you come up here, sweetie, I feel like having you watch.” We have a soft recliner in the corner of the master bedroom near the bay window where my hubby has watched us before.
I lit several candles to give the room a nice soft glow, and put on some music. Johnny wanted me to dance for him a little, so I did.
I hadn’t been with Johnny in a while, and took my time reacquainting myself with his body. God I missed him!
My husband was in the room watching, of course, but mostly I ignored him. He knows better than to interrupt or make his presence known unless I’ve given him permission ahead of time.
I teased Johnny: “Is this it? Is this what you’ve been fucking her with?” And took it in my mouth, gently sucking him. Smiling up at him, I was like “mmmm… yeahhh… I think I can taste the little bitch on your dick.” Johnny was in a bit of a quiet mood, and just lay back while I serviced his cock. Until he decided I needed to get my face fucked, and wrapped my hair around his fist and got aggressive.
I was wearing an aqua silk teddy for him, with nothing on underneath. When he was nice and hard for me, I lay back on the bed and spread my legs for him. He reached over to the nightstand drawer and got a condom and started to put it on, when I stopped him.
"No, baby, you don’t have to wear those with me anymore."
"You back on the pill?"
"No… but… just promise you’ll pull out and not cum inside me. Just cum on me, on my pussy, I wanna see you spurt all over."
I looked over at my husband, sitting about ten feet away from us, looking anxious and probably panicking about what I had just told Johnny. “Yes. You don’t ever have to wear them with me anymore. I don’t want you to. I trust you.”
And then we fucked. He teased me with it first, only putting in the head, making me beg for the rest. Slow. Soft. Sensuous. Then he picked up the pace, faster and harder. Then slow again. I held my legs up, put my ankles over his shoulders, and he rammed himself into me with loud slapping, smacking sounds. For a while I forgot all about my husband in the room watching his wife get fucked.
After a bit, I put my legs down, and with Johnny still inside me, closed them, making it super tight for him. “Just move it slow inside me baby. You like it tight like that?”
Every time I said something to Johnny I said it just loud enough for my hubby to hear.
"Do you like fucking Dana?"
"Is her pussy sweet? Nice and tight? The way you like it?
"Have you got all up in it yet, stretched it out, made her take all of you?"
"Still working on it."
"How much of your cock can she take?"
"I want you to teach her how to take all of it. Every inch. Will you do that for me?"
"I plan to. But she’s pretty small."
"She’ll stretch for you. But you need to fuck her a lot. I want you to get her hooked on nigga dick. Make sure she never goes back to white boys."
"No problem there."
"Are you still gonna share her with your friends?
"Good. I think she’s gonna like that. You need to do that soon."
"I don’t think she’s ready for that yet."
"She will be."
"Are you making her cum when you fuck her?"
"Mostly. Sometimes she don’t. It takes her a while."
"You need to make sure she cums every time she’s with you. Every time. That’s very important."
"Are you fucking her every night?"
"No. Few times a week."
"You need to be fucking her every night. She needs to be wanting your dick more than anything."
"She’s always studying. Likes to hang with her girls at the sorority house."
"I bet she’s already talked about you. Told them about her new black stud."
"I’m not sure. She seems pretty private about that."
"Oh believe me, I’m sure they all know. Dana isn’t as innocent as you think she is."
"Are you still my Bull?"
"You know you can still have me whenever you want, right?"
"This is still your pussy, baby. Always and forever. You know that, right?"
With that, he grabbed my ass, started gyrating his hips, grinding into me, making me feel that ninth inch, smashing my clit with his pubic bone, and made me cum. A few minutes later he pulled out and ejaculated all over my pussy, my tummy, and everywhere in between.
After he rolled over onto his back, I gently called out to my hubby, “come here, sweetie.” I didn’t have to tell him what I wanted or expected of him. He knew. He’s done it a thousand times before.
He got his face down between my legs, I lifted my legs up and playfully squeezed his head with my thighs, and whispered to him, “that’s it, sweetie, make me cum again.”
And he started licking out and feasting on my wet creamy pussy.
Ten minutes later, I rolled over into my tummy so he could do the back, and lifted up my butt for him. He spread my cheeks with his hands. “Make sure you get it all, sweetie, unless you want Johnny to be my baby daddy.”
That’s always been such a beautiful bonding experience for us, my hubby going down on me after I’ve been with another man. He used to hate it; now he loves it. It’s very important for our relationship.
Can I just say you have some quite horrible followers. While I dont agree with James's three months plan (Hubby I think will divorce over it) The fact is to a large extent Hubby is highly submissive and obviously likes you Dominating him, and being made to service Marlon etc. So all of this he's better off without you is just nasty and written by people outside of bdsm circles. Think of Hubbies very negative reaction as a great big "safe word" scream. Dump James from your life & move on
I have all types of followers, with all kinds of opinions. Some love me, some hate me. Some support me, some just want me crawl off and die. Some of them side with my husband, some don’t. I post their comments just to give my readers an idea of the great variety of opinions out there. And even then, because of the large volume of comments I get, I can only post a small fraction of them.
I suggest take the hint... Reading through your blog Hubby is deeply disturbed by James's demands. If you go for the 3 months without his 100% support you seriously risk losing hubby, and he will take you to the cleaners in divorce court. My suggestion, dump James NOW and let hubby know it is because he wanted you separated. You can then keep Marlon, Johnny, Emily, Dana... As hubby seems to react positively (yet humiliated) by that setup. James is a bad egg in your omelette sweetie ;-)
You are one fucked up bitch, all of the I wants and I needs, and not once did I hear I need help. What you really need is a fucking shrink, You're fucked up in the head and a black dick or controlling your husband is going to fix that!
you're problem is you're unsure of whats greater-- your need to submit and be disciplined, or your want to be stimulated via submission and exertion of power. needs always trump wants in the long run but feeling helpless about it will sabotage you more than anything.
The lifestyle is only carefree for you, it's anything but carefree for your husband. Not only does he have to work his ass off, he has to worry about who's dick he has to suck when he gets home or who's fucking & abusing his wife. Far from carefree
All I see on this blog is you love hurting your husband and you love the life he provides. No love for hubby as a person. It's pretty obvious he's just your cashcow and bitch. Please don't insult our intelligence by claiming he's more than that to you.
Do you realize how incredibly fucked in the head you are?? Come down to earth and take stock. I hope you go with James, I hope husband pays him to keep you for 9 months until the divorce is final, I hope James beats you until you are scarred and ugly, I hope he trades you for a bag of weed, and when you are gone with James, I hope I can scrape up enough money to go to LA and show your husband how a woman should treat a man, I'll drive your car sleep in your bed and with the man you don't want.
It's funny how you and your husband are the same. Your husband seems to be very successful and has a rich guy lifestyle. But because of his low self esteem (I'm sure it's not just the lil dick but also stuff in his past), he subconciously thinks he doesn't deserve it, and therefore submits to you, a sadistic bitch. You love to hurt him and love what he provides to you. But you know you don't deserve him, and thats why you seek to punished by other men. Your marriage is founded on self hatred.
The reason your husband does things he doesn't like is because he loves you. It's a sacrifice for him, but he does it anyway, because it gives you pleasure. You're not doing the same for him, and you're involving too many people, too many needs, too many ulterior motives. Someone is going to get butt hurt, or pissed, or just have a bad day, and all of this is going to come tumbling down, which for you is likely exciting, but for your husband, it will be a living hell. Straighten this out!