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If I had been wise enough to do this when I was married, I'd probably still be married. I have since learn the value of administering a good spanking. I will never make this relationship mistake again.

Do any of you remember the modern movie version of "The Taming of the Shrew"?

Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance commits his body To painful labour both by sea and land, To watch the night in storms, the day in cold, Whilst thou liest warm at home, secure and safe; And craves no other tribute at thy hands But love, fair looks, and true obedience- Too little payment for so great a debt.

  (The Taming of the Shrew; Katherine’s Final Speech: Act 5, Scene 2) 

It made me smile so I think it deserved a Reblog.

I am looking forward to when I become the richest man on earth.

Corsets are always a erotically beautiful accessory of any woman's wardrobe.

I think I'll use this line. It is a groaner but still a good one.

This is definitely worth a reblog.

Trad Husbands

Traditional Husbands also have a huge part to play in a traditional marriage, although it’s not acknowledged by many of traditional individuals. So here’s a small list of the traditional husbands duties :

Make your wife feel protected, whether she’s with you or not.

Do the heavy lifting and fixing jobs around the house for your wife.

Always greet your wife with a kiss

Set an example to your daughter/s what a boyfriend should be like, and your sons how they should treat women.

Always bring gifts back from long work trips to show your loyalty and appreciation.

Make sure to remind your wife that you love her by taking her on dates, saying “i love you” frequently and holding her when she needs it.

Cater to her emotional and physical needs, like she does for you.

Give her days or time off, especially during pregnancy, birthdays and holidays in general.

This relationship is a balance, she looks good for you so make sure you’re hygienic and groomed for her.

Assure her consistently that she and her kids are completely provided for and protected as long as you live.

Support her in everything she does.

Women are a lot more emotional then their male counterparts so approach arguments and conflicts with caution and care.

Make sure you understand her boundaries and what she considers wrong etc, otherwise you’ll run into many arguments ( and obviously abide by these boundaries ).

Never talk badly to others about your wife. Even to your own parents and children.

This list isn’t all the duties of a traditional working husband, just a small guide. Although men and women aren’t equals, within a relationship it’s a balance. We have to work toward that balance by showing we have equal yet opposing duties.

I'd love to see how wonderful she'd look doing a tango or salsa dance.

For those of you who don't know much or anything about Alan Watts, you need to spend some time with his talks. Peel back a layer and there is a some great wisdom there. Like, Oh My Geeze! Mind Blown kind of wisdom.

@Le Cime

I wonder if these words are for me or for you or maybe for both.

Being in the moment is so beautiful.

Beautiful story. What a wonderful goal to take someone there.

Day 5: not cumming is better

Something happened last night. I went somewhere. I didn’t even know it was real. I didn’t even know it existed. I didn’t know it was possible to feel that way.  I bought a new toy. A lovely glass dildo that I’ve basically fallen in love with. I’m not sure any penis will ever compare. And, I begged to cum. Not because I really wanted to. “Please, I want to cum”, actually meant “please, play with me”. The thing about this story is, I have to read back our texts. I can barely remember what happened. I was there, following instructions, responding to questions, but my mind was… somewhere else.  He told me what to do. To use a little bit of lube, and slide it over my sensitive pussy, having edged hard shortly before. He told me to insert it. I did as I was told. He told me to push it deeper. I slowly, carefully, with more lube, did as I was told. And back to my clit. Rubbing the glass over it. I can’t explain how good it felt. And he told me to put it back in. I didn’t even question him: he said, I did. I was already going into a sort of sub space. It was nothing compared to what was about to follow.  I’m so close, I begged. Please, let me cum. Please, don’t let me cum. I want to be good. “You will be good. Nice slow strokes.”  That’s when he started to push me. I was so close, each and every stroke felt as if it would take me over. Every time I pulled the dildo out, my pussy clenched, my muscles tensed, and I tried, desperately, to hold back. One of the towels I had ended up on my chest, in my mouth, as I tried to keep my orgasm back, like holding back a wild horse.  He became cruel. “Don’t stop, and don’t cum, is that clear, denial slut? Shut up and fuck.”  It turned me on more. I tried to take breaks, I tried to go slower, I tried a different position. I kept myself on the edge for… longer than I would have imagined possible.  “Good girl. Slide it out, and into your mouth.”  I was grateful for the break. Thankful for the pain of my pussy clenching, aching, screaming for an orgasm. I was relieved to have something in my mouth. Sucking, I know how to do. Even if it wasn’t a real cock.  When he told me to go back to my clit, I realised the break hadn’t helped at all. I felt it in my entire body. I told him, desperately:  “I’m literally two strokes away from cumming my clit feels so warm and swollen and ready and I can feel this orgasm built up in my body unable to escape and every neuron fired up and every inch of my body sexual.” Now that’s what I call an edge, he said.  Something happened. I don’t remember how. All I remember my entire body was on fire. I could feel the edge from my clit down my legs into my toes. From my bottom to my lower back through my spine to the top of my head. I felt it in my forehead and my cheeks, I felt it in my breasts. My hands were shaking, or was that afterwards? I don’t remember.  I don’t know if the slightest touch will make me cry or cum, I said.  Cry for me, he encouraged.  “I’m not even sad, it’s just my whole body is sex.”  “There’s poetry.”  I sobbed. I wept, and even that nearly made me cum. I kept touching myself, barely even moving. Slowing down. Slowing down even more. And then finally, coming to a still point. The dildo inside of me. My head empty. My body filled. As my breathing slowed, all I felt was my heartbeat. Wherever I was, there was nothing there. Just my heartbeat, and sex, and there he was. Talking to me.  “Well done. That was beautiful.”  I went somewhere, I said. I’m not sure where.  Edge-space, he said.  I didn’t know I could go there.  And now, I want to go back.

You would look so pretty. I'm going to have to think about when would be the perfect occasion that I have you wear this.

It is always good to know the best knots for the situation. Know your knots and when/why to use which one plus tying knots is somewhat meditative.

Some times...

Some times I really wish I had a friend on this site.

... Looking forward to July [wink and a knowing smile] when you buy him my cologne for his birthday so he smells like me.

🥰 She likes how He smells 🥰

I love holding you in my arms. Now I know one more reason why you love to held by me.

love His scent on me ~

∞

Because I do.

"I hope you always remember that I adore you."

Making out is essential every day. Make it part of your love language so it is an expression of compassion and passion that doesn't always need to lead to sex. Do I get a "AMEN" from the congregation?

Happy Happy

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A bug on my window screen

There has been a bug on my window screen for 3 days. Every time I look up, it is in a slightly different place. I never see it move. It is like it is waiting for me to look away... QUICK!, he is looking away, move now!!... FREEZE! He is about to look over here!

I think about this kind of thing a lot. Put on something nice. I'm taking you out tonight. I promise you will have a good time.

Are there words in the English language that could possibly and adequately capture how perfectly beautify she is? I believe any effort would fall short.

Your Pillow Talk is a lot of fun. Go to YourPillowTalk to have fun with pillows.

Reflections of a Sigma Man

Recently, someone told me that if 10 people saw a situation, there would be 9 similar opinions and then mine. Mine would be unique, insightful and possibly easier, faster, less expensive and likely more appealing. I know this was intended to be a compliment. Sometimes comments like these make me sad on the inside.

The comment is likely to be mostly true both professionally and personally but it is this personality trait that has made me feel like an outsider most of my life, making me wish others thought like I do, see things the way I do sooner, communicate with a solution in mind. I think I need someone in my life that is so far away from the way I process that I wouldn't be frustrated that they are not aligned in my thinking because finding a similar person to me has been an exercise in futility.

I wonder what is playing on that headset. I'd love to know. Is she listening to a lecture related to economics, a classic book on philosophy or music or bimbo hypno tracks?

Planting seeds is ultra-important.

I want to find the person to say this too and say it often.