My husband opened the door and welcomed my new lover into the home.
He had of course seen Jim before at the charity party where Jim and I first met. However, these were very different circumstances. I had coached Jim to be very matter of fact with my husband. Apparently all that transpired prior to my husband returning to the bathroom to announce Jim's arrival was a very non-descript introduction and hand-shake.
I gave myself one final look in the mirror and headed out to meet Jim. My husband followed behind me. We greeted each other with a small kiss and Jim was quick to compliment me. He looked very good also. He wore a pair of wool dress slacks with a tight-fitting black shirt and autumn-colored sport coat.
I instructed my husband to pour Jim and I a glass of wine. Then, at the risk of making Jim a little uncomfortable, I asked both of the boys to join me in the living room for a quick chat. I sat next to Jim on the couch and my husband took a seat in the high-backed chair opposite the two of us. I put one arm around Jim and held my wine in my other hand.
I told my husband that I had explained our marital arrangement with Jim. However, to make sure that there was perfect clarity on the matter, I asked my husband to again explain our situation. My husband was clearly nervous. He started by saying that our marriage is female-led. He chooses to submit to me because this is what makes both of us happiest. Part of that submission, he went on, includes my absolute right to take on additional sex partners. While I had never done this before, my right to do so was not to be questioned. Furthermore, my husband conceded that he very much wanted this to happen. To the extent that it was ok with the two of us, he would like to watch, and if possible, assist in any way that we required.
At this point, I asked my husband to kneel in front of me. I told Jim that my husband's involvement would be totally his (Jim's) call. In truth, I had already discussed this with Jim and we had agreed that my husband would participate. I leaned into Jim and we kissed each other passionately. For a moment, Jim's hands slid up my skirt and warmed the space between my legs. I asked Jim if he was still ok with our plans to go out to dinner and return afterwards. Jim was indeed very enthusiastic.
Now I very dramatically licked the rim of my wine glass. Then I put the glass in my two hands and extended it down to my husband. I told my husband that he has one last chance to express any concerns. Or, by taking a sip of the wine, he would seal his fate and forever be my cuckold. He took my cue and sipped the wine that I offered him. I told him to stay on his knees and watch us as we rose to leave the house. The last thing I told him as we headed out the door was that when we returned, Jim was going to fuck me.
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Katherine,
As a writer of erotic fiction that centers around Female Domination and Cuckoldry, I find your posts to be extremely well written and utterly addictive. Unlike others, I'm more concerned with the sensualness of your words and how detailed you are in the telling of your wonderful story than in how quickly your posts appear. You have me hooked line and sinker!!! Please don't hold back in the continuation of your exciting adventure. We all want to know what happens with Jim!!!!
Wayne C. Rogers
lvbookman@aol.com
I'm curious, are the only posters to this blog men? Surely there much be some women with a point of view on what's going on here. If you're lurking out there, please share you opinion.
Thanks!
Dear Staronrock,
You have an exceptional way with words, too. There's almost a sense of poetry to them. Have you ever done any writing? To the other readers of this fabulous blog, remember that Katherine is a Dominant Female who's carefully exploring this new lifestyle. She works at her own chosen speed when the time permits. We have to be grateful that she's even sharing these wonderful experiences with us. Maybe Katherine's been so busy with Jim that she hasn't had the time to write about what's been happening. My imagination is certainly working overtime!!!
Wayne C. Rogers
lvbookman@aol.com
GD,
Because of the style of writing, I think Katherine is for real. This person writes like a female. I also believe that not many people know about this blog, which is probably why there are no ladies posting on it. I do know that there are women out there who enjoy this type of lifestyle. Maybe if the word spreads, some of them will read Katherine's blog and put a post up. Anyway, I hope so.
Wayne
Well, as a woman... I don't think it's real. I think the writing style is very good, certainly publishable. However, to keep "her" readers interested, "she" needs to post the next chapter soon. What's the problem? Writer's block? The characters are somewhat believable, however it does seem a bit cold and clinical. Where's the passion? The emotion? It's too matter-of-fact, like a policeman telling his side in a courtroom.
If it IS real.... how can I say this? Hubby is an insecure mama's boy that needs to be told everything. Quite like a child... or a pet. He must've been very relieved when he discovered that she would be making all the decisions, and he wouldn't have to think anymore. As for the piss drinking... that's very unsanitary. There's a reason we call it "waste". I hope he doesn't get seriously ill.
IF it's real, that is ;)
I don't think he is insecure either - assuming he's real. I believe he's a man who is getting his greatest fantasies fulfilled - beyond his expectations. I have to believe everything here is real; because I don't have any reason to believe it's not.
Dear Ms West,
Despite others' comments to the contrary, i am totally convinced of the nature - and nurture - of the relationship You describe with Your husband. Perhaps it is only that the culture that we all must immerse ourselves in daily is so overwhelmingly male dominated (for the worse, i would add), that it is so hard for a person to accept the possibility of LFA being real. These folks do not live this life, and cannot imagine it. That is their loss. There is a pure joy in living as a submissive husband in a Wife-led home, with my only concern being Her satisfaction. It is such a relief from the culturally accepted male dominated stressful life i formerly lived. Should my life change because She decides to have sex with another, i would react the same way as Your husband. It hasn't happened yet, but i trust Her and have accepted Her authority. It is up to Her to decide what is best for U/us. Once the decision is made, there is no going back. Ignore the doubting Thomasinas, please, and continue to enlighten those of us as to how all of this works out. However, for the time being, it might be best to refrain from sharing any of the titillating details that some have come to believe are only fiction. Screw them. What i find most intriguing in Your blog is the way it speaks to the fundamentals of LFA, how the relationship works, and i think you are doing all of us a great service. Thank you.
Staronrock,
Damn, that was good writing!!! You had me laughing out loud at the end. Maybe you should finish this blog in a way that would safisty all of us. Of course, I should point out that there's nothing wrong with having the soiled panties of a hot, dominant woman. It gives you something to remember her by!!!! lol.
Wayne
Katherine herself once mused something to the effect of, "Where is there to go after experiencing cuccolding?" She pondered about the dangers involved.
Stanonrock and Gd, you are allowing your male ego and impatience to prevent you from seeing the heart of a strong yet very feminine goddes.
Cynthia, urine is completely sterile unless the host has a kidney or bladder infection. Millions of people practice urolagnia, virtually all with no ill effect. Do not take my word for it; research some medical texts and other sources.
All this impatience is the obvious product of male mentality, the mentality of men who fantasize about dominant mistresses, but know not at all what it means to live in genuine submission. What all of you who cry in impatience fail to see is the feminine soul in this writer. Cuccolding would be like a male ejaculatory orgasm-there is a letdown afterwards. The French refer to it as "le petit noir", the little death. Tantrics refer to it as the loss of chi, or life force, and thus strive and grow to master non-ejaculatory orgasms. For Katherine and her husband, there have been months of anticipatory buildup to the cuccold evening. This pause is no writer's block in the mind of a pseudononymous male writer. Such a man would race to climax. This pause is the inevitable letdown following a months long ascent to the pinnacle of erotic adventure. The only direction FROM Mt. Everest is down.
Katherine, her husband, or both could be having second thoughts about what has transpired. Initial infatuation with Joe could easily be followed by a need to withdraw. Those who blather regarding continued sexual and social intercourse with him do not understand the iterpersonal dynamics in the psyches of those involved. The appeal is for a third person who is simply "used" by the cuccold couple. Strings of prolonged relations are antithetical to the purpose. The newness wears off.
Katherine's husband initially asked her not to reveal intimate details. The most likely possibility here is that this loving couple are in a period of introspective reflection. Each needs to reevaluate where he, she, and they as a couple are in emotional space. This takes time. The best thing we as an audience can do is simply to back off and give Katherine AND her husband the space they need and the time they need to complete this introspection. This goddess has borne her soul to us. The immature male demands for "more" are doing nothing to open the heart of this very real woman. These impatient demands are, most likely, serving only to close her heart from sharing not only the intimate erotic events which transpired two weeks ago, but her current reflections upon the conflict between her primal desires the social mores implanted in her mind by a culture replete with conflicting beliefs.
A man does not bring his wife to become dominant by demanding it of her. The only men who have brought out the dominance in their wives have done so by seducing it out of them. A woman can only be seduced out of her Victorian conditioning and into her natural dominance by a man who treats her with respect, a man who always seeks her happiness above and before any and all other things. A submissive man demands nothing and gives all. Such is not the nature of many of the readers posting of late. Some of you are thinking only of yourselves. If you were a true submissive you would offer your support and compassion to this woman. At this moment, her heart is vulnerable and you have violated her with these demands. I hope that, given time, Kathering and her husband will come through their time of reflection more committed than ever to each other and with complete certainty that the path they have chosen is fully right. I also hope that they will share all that transpired-in their bodies, their minds, and their hearts. For others considering a future that includes cuccolding, Katherine's reflections would be most valuable. Above all, however, I thank this goddess and her husband for the richness which they have shared with us, and wish them wellness and happiness. If no more is written, if she or they determine that it is more than they are able to reveal, or that this audience is too immature for their gnosis, I will not complain, but rather simply be thankful for what has been given. When teased and then denied, a man who is a true submissive does not complain. He simply says, "Thank you my darling," kisses her tenderly, and awaits her instruction, whether it be to serve her or to turn and go to sleep.
Well, guys, I guess the Queen's Knight said it all, and I have to agree with him. What he wrote is from the heart and filled with honesty and introspection. True submissives don't make demands of their Mistress. We all have a lot to learn here.
Wayne
I am so amused at this man who considers himself a "star". "Take issue" if you wish. The truth hurts: you are immature. You are impatient. There is nothing about you to suggest that you comprehend the word discipline, as you obviously have no clue as to how to exercise it in your own control of your own words, actions, or emotions.
Nowhere have I implied that dominance is a cruel and arbitrary rulership. You claim that this woman has "a burden of obligation." You have the arrogance to state, "that's the purpose of this kind of blog." Her blog has whatever purpose she determines, not what you determine. Your metaphor that she "put up a tent and sold tickets. The price was our expectations of a reasonably steady flow of information," is pathetic. Your own inner tension and anger cause you to misread my words through the projection of your own insecurity and huberis to the degree that you draw the completely incorrect conclusion of, "You seem to think a Domme is a dictator." I live in a relationship of LFA. My darling wife is my Queen who rules in gentle and tender love. I serve her gladly and happily, though in all other aspects of life I am an alpha male. You are the one who is obviously nothing but a wannabe, a bully who simply fantasizes obout dominatrixes doing to you exactly and only that about which you fantasize, and in the manner which you demand. I have supreme confidence that you do not live in a relationship of LFA, in fact I am convinced you have never had a successful relationship of any kind with a woman. The only fiction in these pages is the person whom you think you are and the understanding you think you have about relationships between men and women. Go home little boy, and grow up.
I'm not sure what's more compelling - The blog or the comments. Given the current drought, I vote for the comments.
Guys,
I got to laughing so hard at your posts that I spit out a mouthful of Doritos all over my computer. I wonder if Katherine is enjoying these wonderful posts as much as we are? If nothing else, she certainly has us communicating with each other. You do understand that nothing we write will change anything. Katherine will either continue the blog, or she won't. It's just that simple. Still, the last dozen or so posts have definitely been entertaining and worth the visit to this site.
Wayne
Me thinks our dear Kat is exercising a bit of her dominant muscle on the overwhelmingly male readers of her blog. I for one don’t feel like “submitting.” I’ll wait for the novel. (If you catch my drift.) I don’t like being manipulated like a slobbering lapdog. I’ve read this story with a sort of horrified fascination – Rather like a train wreck: Mortifying to see, but you can’t take your eyes off of it. No person, male, female, trans, cross, gay, (enter your gender ID here) deserves to be degraded the way this writer describes degrading (her) spouse. I’m not talking about cuckolding – Inviting another person to share the bed is a pretty common fantasy. To show dominance in the fashion displayed here is just plain inhumane. Bleah..
If you're bored - you can view or comment on my blog - I'm posting almost every day. I may not be a Woman - but I do know my place.
If you want some decent FemDom/Cuckoldry fiction to read, go to Literotica.com and enter Wayne C. Rogers into the author's search engine. It will pull up about a dozen of my short stories. A lot of them have been re-written, or polished up, since they were originally posted a few years ago, but all the stories are still good reads with intense cuckoldry and humiliation.
Wayne
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