Tuesday, August 28, 2012

My first spanking...

I am on a roll (or should I say Miss V is on a roll?)

I arrived from work and V was in the bathtub. She sent me a text message telling me to go get in the bathroom. When I did, she told me that she was horny and wanted to be touched, but told me that I needed to go work out so I could get a green marble later.

She told me that she wanted me to get a green marble tonight, because she wanted me to come inside her. I told her that she could always made decisions, and that the marbles were only enforced for me.

"What?" she asked. "Change the marbles in your favor? Never! I'm having too much fun!"

I'm successfully creating a monster...

"You know what I want?" I asked. "I want you to spank me hard."

"Will you fuck me hard?"


"Then I'll spank you."

Later, when we got to the room, she undressed and asked me for the container that had the marbles, which I immediately gave to her. It only had 5 green marbles and 11 red ones, so I was not hoping for a green one.

It came out green.

"I wished it to be green," she said as I removed my clothes. "Get over here, boy"

As I approached, she pulled me and slapped me hard on the right cheek.

I kind of allowed her to place me on her legs and she more or less spanked me. She asked me if it was hard enough and I said that it could be harder.

"But your butt is red already," she said.

I told her that as she knows, I get red easily, but I was not hurting, and that if tomorrow I could not sit because of her spanking, it would only make me think of her.

"You are a weirdo," she said, spanking me harder. "But you are my weirdo."

She told me that she could not spank me any harder because her hands hurt, and I mentioned that that was the reason many spankings are done with implements.

She asked me for a kitchen spatula, I brought a plastic one with holes, which I hoped would have some sting and she proceeded to spank me some more, except that she asked me to turn around and screw her while she did it. I was so excited that I came before she did, but I managed to keep going long enough for her to get an orgasm as well...

"Thank you," she said.

"No," I said. "Thank you."

Then she asked me if I wanted to go outside and call everyone to bed, and I said no.

"What?" She said. "You just score once and now you think you're all that?"

She took the spatula and smacked me with it again to the rhythm of go-call-the-kids-to-bed!

I did as I was told and she commented that the spatula didn't seem to have the same effect on me after sex as it had before.

"It felt the same," I said, to which she responded that she was not talking about the sting on my butt, but my emotional response. I didn't know what to say about that.

After all was finished, I placed the spatula by my bedside table and told her that she could do it again whenever she felt like it.

"Of course," she said.

Now as I sit writing these lines, my butt is red and I can feel the heat of my first spanking, but I'm quite sure that by morning it will be all gone, because it was not that hard. It was her first time, and she really tried, so I know I will get it harder in the future.

Oh, and I almost forgot. Yesterday I mentioned that I thought Miss V wanted to hide behind her "maid" alter-ego to punish me. I think that is right, because at some point during my spanking today, she mentioned that the maid is very upset with me, and that when she comes (when her uniform arrives?) she is going to put me in all fours and beat the crap out of me...

I can't wait    ;)

Monday, August 27, 2012

About to be taken with a Strapon

As promised on Yesterday's post, here is an account of the conversation V and I held while on vacation. This happened very early in the morning, as we laid in bed. We'd had intercourse the night before and I had not been able to sleep after that. V was just waking up.

V described to me a "weird dream" that she had, where she had a penis, not a regular penis, but more like a malformed appendix that hung to her front and was totally dysfunctional. She said that it also looked "fake". I listened to her story and could not resist the temptation to suggest that I would love it if she would try doing me from behind with a fake.

"Really?" She asked.

I answered in the affirmative and explained to her that while I would never consider having sex with a man, I think I'd very much enjoy being on the receiving end of the relationship if she was the giver. She told me that she was curious, so I pressed my case and showed her some images of strap-on dildos. She pointed at one and said that it looked "sexy". I asked her if she would like to use it on me and she said that she would need to think about it.

We continued our conversation and she told me that a couple years ago, she would not have even considered something like this (I knew it! I've been saying this in my blog for a couple years now!) but that now she feels more secure and confident and understands that people can have different ways of enjoying themselves. She said that she was so glad that we could have this kind of conversations and that she thought that if I had brought this up when she was younger, she might have felt threatened, but now she was more open to new ideas. I felt like pushing it all the way, before the mood disappeared.

"Wow!" She said pointing at another one of the images. "With this we can REALLY switch roles!"

"No way!" I said. "This is way too big (it was huge) and you are not putting it inside me!"

"Now you know how I feel," she said laughing.

"But I'm tiny compared to THAT!"

"Not to my ass, you aren't"

I understood she was referring to anal sex, which we did several times early in our marriage, but she declared off-limits afterwards due to pain and her opinion of it being dirty.

"I can't believe I'm actually excited about this," she said. I have never done this, it is something new!"

"I haven't done it either," I said.

"We will be virgins again, with all the clumsiness and shyness and all that."

The conversation ended in her declaring that she would think about it some more before making a decision. I confessed to her that I was really excited with the idea of her fucking me from behind and thanked her for even considering it.

Two days later, I asked her if she had considered our conversation and she said that she had not, but the day after we returned from vacation, when I went into the room, she asked me if I liked something she was looking at on the computer. I walked in and saw a very sexy french maid outfit. I told her it was beautiful and she said that she would buy it for our "maid". My wife has a running joke where she tells everyone (family, friends, kids) that she doesn't do any housework ever, but that we have a maid that actually comes and does it for her. She was even looking at sexy french maid high heels, which I found very enticing. I like how V keeps growing in her confidence and seems to enjoy her erotic power more and more. It is promising, exciting and a little scary.

Anyway, since she had brought the "shopping for sexy stuff" topic up, I felt encouraged to ask her again about our vacation conversation. I was a little hesitant because I don't want to scare her or anything, but also, I don't want to waste opportunities to progress to the next level.

"Yes," she said. "Buy it for me, but make it beautiful."

My daughter overheard her saying that, since the door was open and she walked in asking what she was going to buy.

"Shoes," responded V.

"Oh, I want to see them," said the girl walking past me and looking at the computer.

Uh, oh...

I went to the bathroom, and when I came back, I asked my wife if my daughter had seen the sexy maid outfit and she told me that she had shoes on the screen. That was a pretty darned fast maneuver right there...

Anyway, I asked her what she meant by "beautiful" and she said that she didn't really know, but that we should look at them together and she would judge.

We did.

I found myself rejecting some "cute" ones because they were too big, and she rejected many because they were ugly. In the end we settled for a Tantus Curve strapon kit, which I'm trying to picture here:   

The conversation ended in me telling her that I didn't care for the look of the strapon, but only for the size of the dildo, and that all I wanted from the strapon was that she liked it and that it was comfortable for her, because if it was not fun for her, it would not be fun for me. She ended up by saying that she hopes that it will stay firmly in place, which sounded so promising to my ears that I already placed the order.
If anyone reading this has any experience with this kind of stuff, I'd love to hear it. I've never done this, so I'm ordering a numbing lubricant and an enema kit as well.
I can't believe I am about to be fucked from behind by none other than my wife!

Sunday, August 26, 2012

Progress in Vacation

We have been away for a while, disconnected from the Internet and the stress of every day work.

We were travelling out of state, visiting some relatives of ours. We had fun (in a quiet, relaxing way) and are now back home to our day-to-day routines.

In terms of our relationship, there are several highlights to this vacation:

  1. I took my marbles with me, which was good, because V was very willing to continue our game, even at someone else's house.
  2. The odds were low, because we spent a few days on the road and those earned me red marbles.
  3. I ended up drawing marbles 4 times, and only one came green, so I only had one orgasm during our trip, while I had intercourse 4 times (and was teased more than that). The one orgasm was terrific.
  4. I made another confession to V about my secret fantasies. I think this deserves a post of its own and will leave it at that for now. For now I will say that she is actually thinking about it.
  5. V literally ordered me to make her breakfast in front of my sister, and not only that, but she said "and make your sister whatever she wants to eat." I ended up cooking for the both of them while they relaxed by the bar. My sister was not too surprised by my wife asking (her husband helps around the house a lot, although he is not submissive, as far as I can tell) but she was timid when telling me what she wanted to eat. I ended up making the same breakfast for both. 
After I had my lone vacation orgasm, I could not sleep. I was still awake when V got up at 5:00 am, super tired, but too excitable to fall asleep. We both think that it may be because of the change in hormones after the orgasm, but we are not sure. I hope this does not become a problem, because it may limit my ability to have orgasms on a working day, and even though I crave denial, I still want my orgasms.

Another thing that has happened is that V is starting to use her decision power over the marbles, which was one of my goals when introducing the game. She did this in a few ways during our vacation:

  1. One day, she gave me something additional to do, under the promise that if I did, I could get 2 green marbles in the container instead of one. I did as she told me, of course.
  2. On one of the red marble days, I was penetrating her with great intent when she told me that she was already satisfied, but that I had a choice, I could keep going until orgasm if I "paid" (gave up) 3 green marbles (leaving only one in the container) or I could stop myself whenever I felt I was about to come and keep my count intact. It was a very hard decision (pun intended) because my denial days were at 7 or 8, but I remembered the last time my marbles were all red and it took 10 days for a green one to come up, so I stopped myself. She patted me on the head and said "Good Boy! Something good will come out of it, you'll see" 
  3. The next morning, two marbles came out of the container when she  shook it, one green and one red. She decided to pick the green one because "it would have come first" even though I could see the red one on her hand before the green one fell. That was my only orgasm all vacation, so I didn't protest.
  4. She ordered me to do three things in the morning and noticed I was less than enthusiastic at the idea, so she added that I would do these three things or she would change all my marbles to red. I looked at her and she smiled and said. "Now, THAT called your attention, eh? What are you going to do today?" After I repeated the three tasks back to her, she laughed out loud and and said "This is great!"
I love it when she uses her power over me like that and strive to obey her whenever she does, to encourage her and help her gain confidence in her ability to get her way with me by exercising erotic power.

Stay tuned for a description of our latest discussion, coming soon...