Dear Ladies, Subs and KHs,
Today’s posting I am calling “Dressed in Red”, for reasons that you will see below.
Last week, whilst sunbathing and considering the needs, both for training and pleasuring my Subby, I found myself ‘flicking’ through various books on his Kindle. The library and search history on it leans heavily towards BDSM and various other stories where the husbands are locked in chastity and sissified. These are all courtesy of my husband who has obviously been exploring his inner needs. I found some of the stories to be quite entertaining and could even relate to some aspects within them. Mind you, if each of these couples actually did everything that was described in the stories then I don’t know how they would have time to work or even shop for food, they certainly have not got kids! 😉
Many of the stories are about humiliating the husband and I know that this is what really helps my Subby to feel fulfilled. I am growing in confidence with this aspect of my role but I still feel very awkward with it. I’m no psychologist and worry that I am taking him down a route of no return which could damage him in some way…what are your thoughts? I might be the dominant here but I also love my husband and want him to feel fulfilled; I am taking my role as his Mistress seriously! It works both ways right? I punish him, which gives him a thrill and he gives me the most amazing pleasure whenever I instruct him to, which has been a lot recently. 😊
I have been brought up in a very traditional family where ‘men are men’ and anything to do with wearing woman’s clothing or anal stimulation means that the man is gay. I know in my brain that this is not the case but, in my heart, I still feel that it sissifies my husband in a way that is wrong. This is a demon that I need to deal with, with the support of my husband and anyone else who has advice to share with me. Please share your advice as your comment’s have always been helpful thus far.
Anyway, something that I have never tried on myself, nor do I ever want to, is anal play. I had a distant boyfriend who tried to insert a finger and I almost jumped off the bed; a real confliction of my upbringing and association with what that part of the body is designed for, yuk! However, I suspect that my hubby has explored this with himself, though he hasn’t had the courage to discuss it with me yet, out of respect I imagine. I don’t want to rush him but I’m getting quite impatient regarding sharing inner truths so have decided to take the lead this time. To some of you, anal play or cross dressing humiliation might be a no brainer? For me these are two massive leaps and I am scared of how I view my hubby in the future.
I mentioned in a previous posting that I had ordered some items from Amazon; a couple of butt plugs, lubricant and a few other items. I also added to this order, following a shopping trip in town, a skimpy matching set of bra, panties, suspenders and stockings; all in red. I alluded to my Subby, from the previous Friday evening, that he was going to explore his needs on Sunday evening and be rewarded for it if he follows my instructions. Suffice to say that his energy was boundless over the weekend and the house looks amazing! He even had time to work out and his body is showing signs of toning up. Subby has also given me much attention, which gives him a great thrill, and my skin has had a lot of contact with baby oil and his hands, lips, tongue…😉
When Sunday evening finally came, and I will admit that I was buzzing with excitement to, the kids retired to their various parts of the house and I went up to the play room, instructing Subby to come up in 30minutes, once he had cleaned up dinner and showered of cause. I put on my outfit, corset, thong, stockings and black boots, finishing off with tying my hair back severely with a red ribbon, you get the image? I then laid out the clothes that I had bought Subby, the ritual of which was insanely thrilling, and put the smallest plug on show. There is such a contrast between the softness of woman’s clothing and the brutal nature of the plug, I knew that this would get my husband’s brain racing! I actually found myself getting excited but didn’t really know why. Everything was ready and I found myself tapping the crop in my hand with impatience; I’m starting to get into role so naturally now!
Shortly, there came the two respectful taps on the door, a pause and a whispered “Mistress, may I come in please?”
“Yes, but keep your head bowed and do not raise your eyes.” Coming in, Subby closed the door firmly and stood at the allotted place by the bed, hands at his side now, having dropped his towel to the side of the room. I walked up to him and raised his head by putting the crop under his chin.
“So, slut, I am going to reward you. I am going to pleasure your body because you have earned it through hard work and obedience. I am pleased with you. First, let me inspect my slut.” As I walked around him, making various comments about his body, inspecting his cage and complimenting him on his improved body toning, I could see that his eyes were darting to his rewards on the bed.
“Ah, you have seen that I have been shopping. Go and have a closer inspection but do not touch!”
“Yes Mistress. I mean no, I won’t touch until you give me permission to, Mistress.”
“Do you like what you see?”
“Yes, I do Mistress, but aren’t the clothes a little on the large side for Mistress’ beautiful figure?”
“That is observant of you, well done. 😊 No, these are not for me, they are for you...”
“What? You want me to wear woman’s clothing?” Notice no mention about the plug, interesting…
“Oh, my dear slut, come on. It isn’t me that wants you to wear it, now is it? Be honest with me, you want to feel it against your skin, don’t you?”
He nodded slowly, eyes down. Inadvertently his hand was stroking the fabric of the silky stockings and I could see that he was seeping a small amount of fluid from his cage; I don’t think it was cum but he was certainly in a happy place. This was quite tough for me, it confirmed something about my husband and I had a choice to make: accept this or ban it. If I ban it then he will feel guilty about it and this could cause him to withdraw again. Also, will he dress in private and will this then make him feel guilty about who is and what he needs? Oh, this is so difficult. Or is it easy for him but difficult for me? All these thoughts raced through my brain in seconds but, for this evening, I decided to switch off that emotion and see how this played out.
“Now dress. I will help you if you need it.” Oh my god, what am I doing. I managed to convince myself that this was just a role for one night and we would explore how this makes us both feel later. We both have to consent after all, if this is going to work and cement our marriage. I know that he is not gay and for us to saty together for another 25 years will be down to how mature we are with communicating our thoughts and supporting one another.
I made him take his time and fussed over the tightening of his bra straps and positioning of the suspender belt. “There, let me inspect. Hmmm, the colour suits you, do you like the tightness and feel my darling?” I will admit, I giggled a little here. This seemed to relax his shoulders, so humour, as always, lessens the burden. 😊
“Yes Mistress, very much so. May I walk a little?” I nodded my agreement to this, though was wondering whether he would mince his way around the room. I’m not prejudiced at all, but mincing just annoys me. I needn’t have worried, he just wanted to feel the fabric playing against his body and enjoy the sounds it made. Inside I was a little sad: fighting with my emotions I could see how much he liked wearing the clothes. ‘But this is my strong husband, my brick on many occasions. Was he going to change and become effeminate?’ Something to discuss later.
“Something is missing though. Did you see the toy on the bed?” Standing there, his eyes returned to the bed and nodded. “Do you know what it is for?” Another nod. “Do you want to try this on yourself?” He was definitely fighting with his inner emotions and I swear that his eyes were looking wet. Was I taking him too far, too soon? “If you want to stop then you must say red.”
“If Mistress instructs me to?” Oh, thank you very much, put the responsibility on me! In for a penny, in for a pound… If it goes wrong then we will talk it through and work our way around it later.
Now here is a test that I read about. If you want to know whether somebody has explored butt plugs, give them a small, inconsequential one, and if they don’t react then you know that they have tried larger ones😊
I had no intention of inserting the plug, yuk, but I was very interested in observing how he did it. He nervously and in a rush, slid his panties down to his ankles. “Don’t rush dear, I want to learn from you.” After using a lot of lube, clearly not a novice, Subby played the plug against his anus before slowly but confidently inserting it, giving out a deep sigh. Wow, I did not know that men enjoyed doing that!
“How does it feel?”
“It feels incredible Mistress.” Again, his shoulders looked relaxed and I know that this was causing a massive relaxation and fulfilment within his body and mind. My mind was still reeling but that is something he will have to help me with later.
“And how do you want to repay my kindness, slut?”
“With my entire body Mistress!” And boy did he mean it. At times it was very strange to feel woman’s clothing rubbing against me but the energy and determination that Subby displayed to pleasure me was incredible!
The next morning, I asked whether he would like to wear one piece of clothing to work. He was worried about being caught but chose the panties al the same. “Hmmm, too conservative dear. I want you to wear the stockings as well. You will feel them every time you move and when you go to the toilet, you can experience how inconvenient they are for a woman needing to pee!”
“Yes Mistress.”
“Oh, and don’t forget to hover, you never know how clean those toilet seats are.”
So where do I go from here? Clearly, hubby and I need to talk, but at the moment this has all been about rewards, which, considering how big a thing this is, was the right thing to do on this occasion. But I must remember my responsibilities as his Dominatrix and keyholder. How do I use these two new additions as punishments, without causing guilt?
I have been exploring a website called collarsNcuffs, thank you Odslutpuppy, and I am sure that there is useful guidance here. Likewise, Chastikey and it’s members have always come up trumps too, so let me know your thoughts, please. If I get enough ideas then I will let you choose via a poll; this will drive my Subby crazy as it really turns him on when I hand his fate over to strangers 😊 😊
Yours adoringly,
Mistress Dominique xx