My Femdom Relationship

For Christmas Jack managed to buy me a beautiful set of diamond ear rings. Jack is a good provider and a very sweet man. The fact that he is submissive makes him a better, more loving husband. A loving, submissive man is truly a gift from God. No matter what happens they tend to put the needs of their spouse above their own. Don't ask me how Jack had enough money to buy the ear rings, I don't know and don't care. I love wearing them.

Most marriages are female led. The difference in a marriage, or a true WLM, is that the guy has acknowledged the wife's authority, and she has formally accepted her role as head of the house.

I recently received a phone call from a young lady who got my name from a friend of Sarah. After briefly introducing herself, she came out and asked if I was interested in having a male slave. At first, I said 'excuse me, what'?

The things that work for my guy may not work for every man. It is true that I do not use a whip on Jack. I know women that do. I have corresponded with a women who uses a wire hanger of soughs on her guy. From what I can gather she will use it once or twice and throw it away. The advantage over a whip is that if someone happens to see the wire, they think nothing of it.

The other thing most women do not realize is how happy most men are to be owned by a women. It gives them a certain feeling of contentment or satisfaction with life that other men do not have. Last week Jack and I took our dog to a neighborhood pet supply store to purchase a collar. Close to the entrance they had a number of dogs in play pens and cages. The dogs were there for adoption.

In some ways men seam to want the feeling that the wife is in control, but then they want to be the person pulling the strings. Remember the old expression, he who has the gold makes the rules. I think this is true in a marriage as well as in business.

While a 'fem/dom' experience may be a rush for the guy, it is often embarrassing for the wife. From reading my blog you know about the experience in the coffee shop when I had Jack kiss my shoes. What didn't come out in the blog was that I was holding my breath the entire time hoping no one would notice. Actually, I expected Jack to kiss my shoes, and then quickly get up. Instead, he stayed in position with his head just above my feet.