Posts

Showing posts with the label Femdom relationship

How I Got More Comfortable With My New Role As Mistress

For any relationship to work, each of the participants must have some responsibilities. They must have a certain role. In our marriage, Jack and I had a relationship, and in the twenty plus years we had been married those responsibilities were well defined. We didn't need to talk about our mutual roles, because it was just there. We knew how to act with each other. We knew what to expect from each other. It was very comfortable, just like an old shoe.

Reviewing My Time With Another Slave

The guilty pleasure topic (which can be found here) generated more comments than I thought it would. There were also a number of negative comments, and that is fine. Most of the comments were well written, and well thought out. There were a few comments that were over the top.

Is Owning A Male Sub Bad? Is It Ok To Call Him A Slave?

This morning I received an email from a lady. She criticised me for referring to my husband as a slave. Words do have power, and convey meaning. To her the term slavery had a barbaric meaning that has no place in a marriage.

Another FemDom Mistress: Introducing Sarah (And How Their FemDom Relationship Works)

As most of you know I have few girl friends who to some degree dominate their husbands. They read the blog, and from time to time will give me ideas on what to write about. One of these good friends is Sarah. She has given permission for me to write about her and the relationship she has with her husband. This will be in a very general way so that no one will be able to figure out who she is. Actually, if you knew her and her husband on a casual level, you would never, ever guess that she is the absolute boss in their marriage.

The beginning- Our FemDom story, Part III

After some hesitation, I called. A man answered. There was no way I was going to ask to speak with Mistress Kimberly. I briefly explained to him that my husband had been seeing a lady by the name of Kimberly, and that I wished to speak with her. 

The Beginning Of Our FemDom Relationship - Part 1

It all started when I wanted to do my husband Jack’s laundry. In his gym bag, I found a bunch of panties... for all I knew, they weren’t mine. I had no idea whose they were, but when he came home I asked him. It ended in a total breakdown, and finally, he admitted having visited a dominatrix. I had no idea what that even meant.