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The Beauty of Her Submission To His Love

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My wife Jane and I dated in college, broke up, and got back together nearly 20 years later. She was rather shy, though sexually adventurous, and was intrigued by my desire to be submissive to women. By the time we met up again, she had become a very successful executive.
Nearly a decade into our marriage, we hadn’t explored the concept of a female led relationship, though I did share my submissive fantasies with Jane. About five years ago, my brother Jerry married a beautiful younger woman, Nina, who brought FLR into our lives. We soon noticed that Jerry and Nina never fought and he immediately did anything Nina asked him to.
Jane and Nina soon became friends. They discussed FLR over wine at girls’ night out. Nina was raised in the precursor to a modern FLR home. Her father was obedient to her mother. He was even deferential to Nina and her two sisters, generally following their instructions cheerfully. Nina absorbed the idea that men were to be respected, but women were to be obeyed.
Nina’s father worked long hours as a doctor, but his office, at his wife’s insistence, was only a few blocks from home. He was always available to take care of any task Nina’s mother assigned him, or to take the girls shopping or to the movies. He was also responsible for all housework, including traditional cleaning, laundry, cooking, and grocery shopping.
Nina had grown up a bit spoiled but very independent and confident. Though nearly 20 years younger than Jerry, both knew from their first date that Nina would be the commander of their marital ship. Jerry delighted in giving Nina everything she wanted. He also took over many household duties to free his beautiful bride from boredom or drudgery.
Jerry works 60 hours a week, and makes a very good living. Nina doesn’t work and spends her days working out, shopping, and having lunch with friends. She has expensive tastes, but always looks spectacular. Jerry is aware of the attention she gets from other men and isn’t jealous. Indeed he considers the flirtation between Nina and her admirers a compliment to her beauty.
Jerry’s world revolves around serving her. Many times he’s gotten home late from a business trip and stayed up well past midnight grocery shopping, doing laundry or cleaning the house. Jerry also arranges several vacation and shopping trips each year for Nina.
Traveling to locations such as New York and London, Nina sometimes invites him along, and sometimes chooses to travel with girlfriends. So far, Nina has never invited a guy to travel with her, but it seems Jerry wouldn’t mind at all. I think that, like me, he finds cuckoldry very exciting.
My wife came away from these discussions quite impressed. She isn’t intrinsically “bossy” or dominant, but the lack of conflict was appealing. She liked the orderliness of Jerry and Nina’s life. And, to be honest, she was a little jealous of the pampering Nina gets, along with her very generous budget. This gave me an opportunity to discuss Conquer Him . Jane was relieved to learn she could be pampered and appreciated without pain, fetish play or other BDSM elements that she is uncomfortable with.
We began slowly, writing up a set of tasks that I would take over, and a few little acts of pampering that I promised to perform each day: breakfast in bed, foot massage at night, and at least an hour each evening set aside to be on call for anything she wanted. For me, it was a dream come true. And I could live my life openly, sharing with my grown sons, Jane’s daughter, and Jerry and Nina.
Very quickly, we felt the conflict in our relationship diminishing. I was happy and fulfilled in the servant role I had always dreamed about. Jane felt cared for, attractive and energetic. She enjoyed having my undivided attention and obedience. Though I would love to have domestic discipline in our relationship, Jane hasn’t yet felt it necessary. Our sex life improved. And we have begun to shift more duties to me and privileges to her.
We’ve become even closer with Jerry and Nina have become even closer to us. We’ve informally come to the point where both wives know they can expect obedience from both husbands. Just last week, I took Nina shoe shopping while Jane was at the spa and Jerry out of town on business. I handled his chores for him and felt pleasantly thrilled that I had been useful to Nina. The “goddess” concept began to sink in. I redoubled my efforts to devote myself to serving Jane and Nina. I often feel that I want to get on my knees and thank them both for the honor.
Jane hasn’t yet decided whether she will want to participate in a few things that are on my wish list: dating other men (especially younger, which a looker like Jane could easily do), and giving me physical punishment for my inadequacies. We have, however, discussed “outsourcing” discipline to a professional Domme I saw prior to our marriage. I think Jane enjoys keeping me in suspense.
It’s wonderful that Jane has been able to find her own rhythm in the relationship without any coercion from you. Yes, there have been subtle hints, but Jane has been confident enough to embrace them or dismiss them according to how she sees fit.
As for her dating other men. If she chooses to do so, she will need to be a hundred per cent confident that she can depend on your support and fidelity. It is a big decision and the two of you should discuss it at length. You may think you know all there is to know about openness and honest but, believe me, it takes on a whole extra dimension if and when her lover become a reality. Wait till you hear that first knock on the door when he arrives to take her out! Be warned: Be VERY careful what you wish for. And she will need as much time as it takes. She was thoughtful and selective about choosing you, she will need to be equally so about taking a lover, especially if you both want it to develop into a long-term relationship.
I hope it all works out for you and for Jane, it can make an already beautiful FLR even more so.
Thanks so much for your thoughtful response. I agree with you on all fronts. I’m focused now on surrendering control to her, so whether she will take the dating path or not is something I will leave with her for now. While she very much enjoys sharing fantasies about it (and, quite frankly, I think enjoys teasing me with that), I think she’s very unlikely ever to want to pursue it. If so, I must accept her decision.
I’m more optimistic that she may grant my wish for physical discipline. While she isn’t into giving that, she does seem to be fine having my punishment doled out by a pro domme whom we both know and trust. I must remember that it’s her decision, but I’m excited and hopeful.
listen as submissive man my self keep your wife to your self do not make her or want her to have any other males servents but you
it will destory every thing so just server your wife
Sharing such as this helps me keep hope alive that my Knight is out there seeking his Queen.
It is not yourself but your wife who should decide if she wants to be served by only you or other males as well. So selfish of you.
It is not you who decides whether your wife should date other men or not or to punish you publicly or not. You can have your own wishes but you should gradually train yourself to limit your wishes just to see her satisfied. She should be the only one who decides how she gets this satisfaction.
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When I first met Doug on Match.com (opens in new tab) in 2005, we were 26 and living in Washington, D.C., both recently out of serious relationships, both working long hours at jobs we loved. He had a big position with a top financial firm; I headed up public relations for a health-care nonprofit. On our first date, although we only kissed, he told me I wouldn't be the same when he was done with me. I knew he was right—I just didn't know what it meant. Neither of us did.
Doug was tall with dark hair and eyes, but it wasn't his looks that unglued me. A recent business school graduate, he was smart, confident, and witty. We'd talk for hours about politics and sports, and though he commented on how amazing our chemistry was, how amazing I was, he held back emotionally. Control. He had it, always.
We dated for a few months and had intense—if, in retrospect, vanilla—sex. There was a magnetic pull between us, only the attraction swallowed me. I became uncharacteristically needy, and it pushed him away.
Months went by after we'd broken up, but I couldn't get Doug out of my head. I began having fantasies about him like I'd never had about anyone. I wanted him to overpower me. I'd heard about BDSM—bondage and discipline, domination and submission, sadism and masochism—but didn't know much about it.
Curious about my new feelings, I did some research online. One site showed women being bound and whipped. Another showed a girl on the floor with a man standing over her asking who she belonged to. The answer: Him, of course. It all turned me on, but I felt confused. Wasn't it weird that I, a proud feminist, could enjoy something so degrading? I would never stay with a man who hurt me. So how could I enjoy this? Still, I kept exploring.
In a few clicks on another popular site, I found Doug's profile. I was initially shocked, and yet it made perfect sense. That was our connection. I messaged him: "I didn't know you had this side of you. Wink, wink."
At first, we casually texted, catching up on each other's lives. He'd finished an Ironman triathlon, and I'd started working on a business plan to venture out on my own. Our shared interest in BDSM came up slowly, in e-mails and on the phone. He'd joke about making me scream, and I'd say, confidently, "Bring it." Or he'd forward articles or videos of BDSM research he'd done.
I learned that BDSM is about more than rough sex. In a D/s (Dominant/submissive) relationship, you have to trust each other—emotionally, mentally, spiritually. While a Dominant, or "Dom," may have the "power," he can only go as far as his submissive, or "sub," will let him. It's not abuse; it's consensual. Doug would text, "How do you feel about a belt? Could you trust me to do anything to you?" Almost a year after our first date, Doug came to my house to try BDSM.
We settled on opposite sofas, and I was a fidgety, nervous mess. What if I didn't like the pain as much as the idea of it? Then Doug stood up, towering over me, and grabbed a fistful of my hair. He ordered me to perform oral sex, but that first time wasn't really about sex, it was about seeing if I'd be obedient. He used a belt, leaving welts on my back, thighs, and bottom. I could hear him pacing behind me, but I never knew when the lick of leather was coming. It hurt like hell, but I was utterly turned on. I had no control. And I loved it.
Afterward, I cried, overwhelmed by how raw it all was. We met up a couple more times for similar sessions, but then I pulled away. I was freaked out. Not by the pain, but by how intense my feelings were for him.
Nearly two years passed before I saw him again. We had both gotten married, gotten on with our lives. My husband and I renovated our house. I traveled to India and Australia with friends. And my business boomed. Meanwhile, I tried to suppress this thing between Doug and me. When Doug texted that he was moving to Boston for a big promotion, I agreed to meet him for a drink.
I told my husband, with whom I share a very honest relationship, that I was going to see an ex for closure. But as soon as Doug and I laid eyes on each other, that dark connection was still there. He walked me to my car, and we kissed. Then he told me to take off my pants. I obeyed. We were right back in it. He left for Boston with his wife the next morning. And just like that, our long-distance, extramarital D/s relationship began.
"A sub is intoxicated by the surrender—and not because he or she is weak. A sub is willing to go to a place many people do not, or cannot, go."
With 500 miles between us, we're in contact over e-mail, text, and Skype. Because BDSM is about so much more than just sex, Doug can still be my Dom from afar, focusing more on psychological control. I'll text that I'm going for a run, and he'll tell me I can't. Over Skype, he'll watch me get close to orgasm and make me stop. Or he won't speak to me because, with the distance, it's one of the only ways I can feel the sting of his decision.
We know what we're doing isn't fair to our spouses, but fortunately for me, I'm able to be honest with my husband about Doug. We went through counseling a few years ago and agreed to have an open marriage. I love my husband—and I love having sex with him, but in an entirely different way. Doug is my dark and my husband is my light. For Doug, it's not that easy. His wife has no idea about this side of him.
Recently, I flew to Boston for a long weekend when Doug's wife was out of town. He arrived at my hotel and made me sit on my knees while he spanked me with his belt. Even though we have a safe word, I've never used it. In a D/s relationship, you need to trust another human being in ways that are rarely explored. A Dom is intoxicated by someone who is willing to trust him or her that much. A sub is intoxicated by the surrender—and not because he or she is weak. A sub is willing to go to a place many people do not, or cannot, go. The physical pain is just a small part of it. And surviving it, enduring it, is a feat. I know it's weird, but I feel like if I can do that, I can do anything.
I didn't tell any of my friends about Doug for nearly four years. I just didn't want to be judged. Eventually, I started revealing details when we'd talk about our sex lives. They couldn't believe that I liked being bossed around, that I allowed a man to hit me. I explained that in his normal life, Doug would never hurt a woman. He even donates to a battered-women's shelter! One day at lunch I showed my best friend some texts from Doug. She got really upset by the controlling things he wrote, like telling me what to wear to work. And when I revealed that he had a wife, she was totally disgusted. We'd been friends for 18 years and she had been my maid of honor, but we haven't talked in nearly a year.
Sometimes I feel like I'm someone's dirty little secret. Doug is now a full-on conservative businessman. He lives in a huge house in a fancy Boston suburb; he plays golf, flies planes, runs marathons. (As embarrassing as it is to admit, he's a lot like Christian Grey.) And he has the perfect Stepford-looking wife. But the truth is, I feel bad for him. I couldn't imagine leading a double life like he does. And I do feel guilty about his wife. Yet selfishly, my main concern is protecting him and our relationship.
I love that Fifty Shades of Grey has gotten women talking more honestly about their fantasies, but I hate that the book perpetuates the notion that a Dom must be messed up to be into this kind of sex. People who aren't in the BDSM world think that Doms and subs are broken people. Subs supposedly have no backbone, have daddy issues. I am completely alpha at home and work. I have two full-time employees and am a bossy boss. Subs are not doormats. We are just expressing darker sides of ourselves the way everyone else probably has some fetish they're afraid to share.
Last week, I got home from a weekend with Doug in Boston. I don't know how much longer we can go on with the distance and his sneaking around, but I can't imagine my life without Doug, without this in it. For now, I am comforted by the scenes I play over and over in my head. The way he walked into the room the last night and pinched me so hard that I inhaled deeply and tried not to cry out. "What should I do to you for making me wait?" he asked. "Anything you want," I answered. And I meant it.

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