Married Life So Far

My Princess seems to be taking to her new role of Dominant Wife with a great deal of self-confidence.  There seemed to be a marked increase in her levels of self-assurance within hours of us taking our vows.  One example of how She is asserting Her dominance is sleeping arrangements.  The last time I was allowed to sleep in the same bed as Her was our wedding night, during which She had several enormous orgasms whilst I was allowed no release at all.  It was a wonderful feeling, hugging and gently kissing the smooth curvaceous hips of my new beautiful Bride as She slept, knowing that I had satisfied Her whilst feeling extremely frustrated myself, and knowing that this was probably my life from now on...

That was in the hotel after the wedding.  I have not been allowed to sleep in our bedroom once since getting married.  I am now relegated to the spare room, which She calls "your room".  She now regards (what was once) our bedroom as her own.  I first noticed this the day we came home, when She said "Get me my phone charger - it's in my room".

I asked Her yesterday morning whether I would be allowed to sleep in Her room if She was satisfied with my performance around the house but She didn't give a definite answer.  I did my best anyway.

Whilst my Princess was at work,  I dusted the entire house, swept and mopped the hard floors, hoovered all the carpets and cleaned the skirting boards.  I also gave the bathrooms a real deep-clean, so that every spot of dirt and dust was removed from even the most tucked-away places.  I polished the taps and scrubbed the toilets so that they sparkled.  I also ironed all of my Princess' clothes, even Her underwear and pyjamas.  As always, I folded Her underwear in the way that She likes, so that they look like they've just come out of the packet.  I also cleaned the kitchen and cooked dinner, which was on the table when She walked through the door, along with a dozen roses.  After dinner, Princess relaxed in the lounge whilst I did the washing up.

I then sat cross-legged on the floor of the lounge where Her feet rested on the pouffe, and massaged and kissed Her beautiful little feet whilst She chatted online.  After a hard day's work her feet had a slight odour, but it is not unpleasant, in fact, to me that smell is quite alluring as it is the smell of my Princess.  I kissed the soles of Her feet for around half an hour, with a raging hard-on the whole time.

Eventually I asked Princess if I had performed well enough to be allowed to give Her a bath.  My heart leapt when She said I had, and I immediately ran a deep bath with herbal bubble-bath, lit some candles and fetched Her a glass of wine.

I won't go into all the details of the bath and subsequent massage and moisturising as I have described it a few times already on here.  Suffice to say that no part of Her beautiful body was overlooked; a Roman empress would have felt spoiled by the treatment She received.  I was on my knees for around two hours, lavishing as much love, affection and attention on my Princess as I possibly could, and I thanked her for it afterwards, as I should.  I am such a lucky husband being allowed to spent this amount of time in such close physical contact with someone of such beauty, being able to pay such close attention to Her most intimate feminine curves.

Do you think I was allowed to sleep in Her bedroom though?  Alas I was not.  My Princess wanted a guaranteed good night's sleep as She has an important day in work today, so I was banished from Her chamber.

This morning I made sure I was up before Her, and took Her a cup of tea in bed.  I knelt next to Her and stroked Her hair as She awoke, and then spent ten minutes kissing the soles of Her feet as She sipped her tea.

I have asked Her if it would be possible to sleep on the floor at the foot of Her bed if I perform my duties to Her satisfaction.  She laughed and said "Don't be silly", which I could take one of two ways - either there's no way She will even let me sleep that close, or She thinks that's too weird a request.  Not sure yet.

One day I hope to work so hard that I am allowed to sleep on the floor at the foot of my beautiful Wife's bed as she dozes, all cosy and gorgeous.  Maybe she won't be alone in the bed - after all, a woman as beautiful as my Wife needs company.  She may need the company of a real man one day...

Back Again

Hey, it's been a while.

Basically, thanks to the wonders of Auto Complete, my Princess came very close to discovering this blog, so I had to take it down until she forgot about that curious looking URL she had seen in the address bar.

I hope to introduce her to this blog eventually, once she has fully embraced the FLR lifestyle, but I felt that the time was not right, and for her to read the blog at that stage would be to risk freaking her out and ruining any chances of completing our amazing journey to a lifestyle of total female control.

So anyway, I had to quickly go underground.  But now I am back, and I intend to resume my blogging forthwith!  Things have progressed nicely in the meantime.

Thanks for coming back, if you are an old friend.  Welcome to the blog if you are new.  I have much to report...

Bathtime Intimacy

I have been tired, lazy and uncooperative this past week.  I have done some washing and cleaning but I haven't been up to my normal high standards of domestic servitude.

I confessed, whilst kneeling next to my Princess at the kitchen table, that the reason for my loss of focus and unsatisfactory behaviour was that I had masturbated last week.

She expressed her disappointment and told me that, since I had misbehaved she was going to revoke some privileges.  I had previously been promised a night of pampering - I was scheduled to bathe, shave and moisturise my Princess and give her a massage and a pedicure, but now I was going to be be denied thanks to my lack of respect and self control.

I was gutted.  What was supposed to be a night of worship involving hours of physical contact with my Princess had now been taken away from me, all because I had been unable to control my urges.  I had managed to go for around three months without masturbating; I thought I had cracked it but for some reason I just gave in to the primal urge the other morning after my Princess had left for work.  Of course, all I thought about during masturbation was my Princess and how confident, beautiful and superior she is, but that does not diminish the offence.

I apologised profusely for my behaviour, whilst kneeling next to her and kissing her leg.  I promised I wouldn't do it again.  I asked to be allowed to make it up to her by working as hard as possible all afternoon, in the hope that she would let me pamper her later.

"You just carry on, and we'll see" was her reply.

Needless to say, I immediately turned into a very efficient housework machine, hoovering, mopping, dusting, scrubbing, washing, hanging and ironing, for several hours.  My Princess was in the house the whole time but didn't help at all.  I think she has finally realised the power she has over me.  She has also accepted her place in the relationship - on top - and no longer feels  guilty or lazy when I am toiling away around her.

Thankfully for me, my Princess took pity on me and allowed me to give her a bath after I had earned sufficient brownie points.

During the bath, she was a lot more demanding than usual.  After I had spent a long time washing her hair. massaging her scalp, applying moisturiser, scrubbing her back, shaving her legs, armpits and pussy, she demanded I clean her asshole.  This is something I always do anyway, but was never sure if she found it a bit too invasive.  It was amazing though, actually being commanded to do it.

Imagine having so much power over someone, having them worship you so much, that their heart leaps with excitement at being ordered to clean their anus whilst they lay there relaxing.  Beautiful.

After my Princess had dried herself she called me into the bedroom to moisturise her legs whilst she stood in front of the full-length mirror, towel-drying her lustrous hair.  She had a perfect view of her servant, kneeling at her feet, stroking her legs and occasionally kissing her ass.  It seemed like an act of deliberate belittlement and humiliation, making me do it in front of the mirror.  There was no doubting the power structure in that tableau, and I could feel her eyes looking down upon me.

The whole time she was quite distant and frosty.  She hates masturbation.  I am lucky that she allowed me to serve her at all.

The Most One-Sided Sex Ever.

Last night I made my Princess horny by kissing and stroking her for a very long time whilst she lay in bed relaxing.  After giving her an orgasm with my mouth I could tell that she craved the feeling of penetration.

Luckily I have already bought her a replacement for my cock so she was able to have the feeling of being stretched and filled.  I worked hard at it for about an hour, carefully stimulating her g-spot and fingering her gorgeous ass whilst she fingered her clit.  She had one of the biggest orgasms I have ever seen with prolonged, shuddering convulsions, her back arching in ecstasy.  After the orgasm I left the dildo inside her and kissed her thighs and stomach.  I then started again, repeating the process.  Her second orgasm seemed even more amazing that the first and her gasps and yelps told me that this was probably the best orgasm of her life.  It was an almost indescribably arousing experience, being so intimate with someone so achingly beautiful during such intense moments, and I nearly came several times myself.

When I was sure her arousal had diminished, I carefully withdrew the dildo, sucked it and my fingers clean and then washed it and my hands in the bathroom.  Back in bed, I spooned her, telling her, as usual, how beautiful she is and how much I love her.  I kissed her neck and shoulders until she dozed off and then slid down the bed to hug her hips, kissing the small of her back until I fell asleep too.

At no point did my cock receive the slightest attention or consideration.  She is amazing.

I am thinking of buying a hollow penis extender so that, for my Princess, it feels like normal sex, but it is very unlikely that I will achieve orgasm...

Giving Princess Orgasms - A Favour... To Me!

After massaging Princess to sleep last night, I awoke extra early this morning to make sure she had breakfast and lunch prepared before her alarm went off.  I was hoping that this would give her a few free minutes during which she would allow me to give her an orgasm before her shower.

I knelt next to her side of the bed for a minute until her alarm went off, silenced it and kissed her gently awake before presenting her with her morning cup of tea.

I then got back into bed, told her that her food had been seen to and asked her if I could give her an orgasm.  She still didn't have time though; she had to be in work extra early and was stressing out about the busy day ahead.

The interesting this is though, she actually apologised to me that she didn't have time for an orgasm.  "Sorry, I've got to go!"  My first reaction was to tell her that she needn't apologise - I hate it when she apologises or thanks me for anything as it doesn't fit in with her taking me for granted.

But since she has left for work, and having thought about it a bit, I think it's actually pretty good that she felt the need to apologise in this way.  In a normal relationship, a woman might apologise to her partner that she didn't have time to suck him off before work despite his protestations.  In our relationship though, she actually apologises that she hasn't got the time to grant me the privilege of touching her.  It is, I think, a tacit acknowledgement that any physical contact with her is basically an amazing experience for me, regardless of how enjoyable it also happens to be for her.

A strange one.  Maybe I would be happier if she was more manipulative about it and said I could give her an orgasm tonight if I do enough chores or something.  Maybe her reaction was the best possible.

In any case, after my offer was rejected I continued to serve her this morning, running and fetching her hairbrush from where I left it after brushing her hair yesterday morning, and adjusting her bra so that it fits properly.  She is even trying out the gel bra inserts today that make her boobs look absolutely irresistible.  In work!

Looking forward to a morning of ironing her clothes and folding her underwear just how she likes it...

Spare Prick

My Princess has definitely taken on the dominant role in the bedroom now, as evidenced by last night's encounter where I was used as a means of enhancing her pleasure, and then simply discarded.

We were "spooning" in bed and I was virtually asleep when she told me she wanted an orgasm.  I immediately shook myself awake and began to pleasure her with my fingers.  Well that lasted for a whole thirty seconds before she got on top, grabbed my cock and forced it inside her.

Emma is not on the pill and she didn't give me any chance to get a condom on, so we were having unprotected sex - something totally unheard of in our relationship.  So she said:

"Let me know when you get too excited."

As you can imagine, having not had an orgasm for nearly three months, I was too excited in a very short time.  Seeing her impaling herself on me, her gorgeous hips rocking back and forth as I stroked her breasts; it was too much to bear and I was on the brink of orgasm very quickly.  I told her so, and she immediately stopped moving and began to pleasure herself with me still inside her.

She made herself come, dismounted, rolled over away from me and went to sleep with me hugging her hips and kissing the small of her back.

I was too aroused to sleep for quite a while and couldn't believe what a beautiful experience I had just had.  She had used the fact that we had no contraception to her advantage perfectly, as a means of locking me into orgasm-less sex.  Had we used a condom I may not have had the willpower to be able to stop myself but this way she was in no doubt that I would be left unsatisfied.  I had been treated like a dildo, just a tool for satisfying my beautiful Princess - it never seemed to cross her mind that I may have needs of my own.

Beautiful!

The Contraception Situation

It's now been about 2 months since I had a full orgasm.  I have been allowed only one ruined orgasm during that time.  The urge to masturbate is intense, especially after this morning, when my Princess lay on the bed and let me kiss her naked body whilst I made her come.  I have had a permanent erection all day and my balls are aching like mad.  Of course I will not masturbate as Emma has forbidden it completely.

If and when I am ever allowed to have sex with Princess Emma again, I will have to wear a condom.  I don't think I have mentioned this before but it is probably worth touching on, as it is another sign of how I do my utmost to consider Emma's needs and feelings before my own.

We have been together for several years, and Emma was on the pill when we met.  It caused a certain degree of moodiness though; probably a side-effect of the hormones.  As soon as we realised that it was the pill which was causing her moods, then I immediately offered to use condoms so that she could stop taking the pill.

That was three or four years ago, and we have not had unprotected sex since.  Even when Emma was on the pill, I was not allowed to ejaculate inside her as she was very worried about getting pregnant.  I obeyed this rule right from the outset, and that was years before I even considered any submissive stuff.  Maybe she has been conditioning me from the beginning!

Anyway, I love the fact that I have only ever come inside her a handful of times over the years.  It's a real sign of her power over me.