The purpose of this blog is to share my very deeply held views on the subject of wife-led households. A wife-led, or female-led, houseold is one where husbands submit to the loving female authority of their wives. In creating this blog, I feel like I stand on the shoulders of giants. Elise Sutton, Emily Addison and Lady Misato have all made great contributions to thinking in this space. I hope my own ideas can carry on in the thoughtful tradition of these women.
The purpose of this blog is to share my very deeply held views on the subject of wife-led households. A wife-led, or female-led, houseold is one where husbands submit to the loving female authority of their wives. In creating this blog, I feel like I stand on the shoulders of giants. Elise Sutton, Emily Addison and Lady Misato have all made great contributions to thinking in this space. I hope my own ideas can carry on in the thoughtful tradition of these women.
Friday, October 27, 2006
Melancholy and Femdom
I think when we retreat into our minds and are less distracted by the activities that good weather affords us, we are more open to true intimacy. For my husband and I, intimacy is so easily expressed in terms of power exchange. I suppose that the silver linings around the rain clouds in our lives are easily wrapped around his neck with one end in my delicate hand.
Monday, October 23, 2006
Anatomy and Metaphor
I love the physical sensatin of my husband's tongue on my labia and clitoris, but nothing quite says adoration like his tongue in my asshole. Yes, it has a very pleasant physical sensation associated with it, but there is something else. There is a certain comfort I take in the eagerness with which he worships this tiny rosebud that makes it all very special. Also, I know that it strains his tongue like mere oral sex does not. His analingnus is more of a thrusting motion than his cunilingnus, and I know it wears him out terribly to do it as long as I require.
Likewise, his own asshole brings me pleasure. I am resolute that it is a sense of feminine and not masculine power that I feel when I penetrate him with my own prosthetic cock. We most often do this in front of a large mirror that we have hung in the loft area where my massage table sits. He watches himself become my slut, which is something akin but slightly different from being my servant. He has told me that, physically, this is actually no comfort to him. Emotionally, however, he begs me for it.
Friday, October 20, 2006
Television Show Featuring Submissive Husbands
In any event, I think that the general public is not ready for loving female authority as the media remains too interested in the shock value of the lifestyle and not at all interested in the very genuine benefits. I believe that a sincere approach to the topic would have great interest to the audience of Oprah, the View, or any of these mainstream talk shows.
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
A Golden Pleasure Not Often Discussed
While he loves the symbolic nature of the act, he still abhors the taste of my urine. However, he has overcome the gag reflex and has conditioned his throat to remain always open so that he can consume my stream continuously and in large part without intermittent swallowing. We do not do it every day because we suspect it may not be the best thing for his body to be forever consuming my waste products, but it does happen several times a week.
I had once heard that drinking pineapple juice would flavor my urine. However, I drank a half gallon, and he indicated that it had no impact. What does impact the taste is how much water I have had in the hours prior. I can water down my urine, but I still want to make it taste like something special to him. I want him to crave the urine itself and not just the metaphor.
Any suggestions would be welcome.
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Old Posts Seem as if Written by Another
One thing that does not seem unfamiliar to me is all the wonderful comments that have been posted as of late. I am truly grateful for your patience in waiting for me to come out of the wilderness.
Monday, October 09, 2006
Suffering for Me
At 11:00, he came into the bed and pleasured me with his mouth. Afterwards he was permitted to have intercourse and climax inside me. He then cleaned up - the rice and otherwise - before going to bed.
I believe that we need physical intimacy that stems from penetrative sex. I believe that the presence of his seed in my body is restorative to both of us. I am happy, however, that the ritual suffering that precedes this activity is now taking place.
It is a small sacrifice given the weight of the reward.
Saturday, October 07, 2006
Loving Me
In this moment I knew that these addictions must be controlled.
Friday, October 06, 2006
New Beginnings
We retreated, we repaired. We are through with the two steps back, and we are again engaged in two steps forward. He rubs and kisses my feet as I type this.
Goodnight for now.