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Starting over.
Sorry about the wall o text!
A little about us. I’m 48, waw is 55. I’m English, waw is American. We live in the UK now after several years on the West Coast.
We’re in a monogamous ‘nilla’ relationship, although we are currently separated. She moved out last September, after 25 years together (24 married). TBH, I don’t blame her. We had reached a point where our situation was intolerable. It wasn’t pretty. Too many years wasted because we both struggled to lead, in daily life. I wanted to BE IN CHARGE, but beta’ed out all the time, and ‘waw’ felt that she had to take charge as i wouldn’t. So when I did try to TAKE CHARGE, it caused a power struggle. I resented her for not ‘obeying me’ (though I didn’t know how to lead) causing me to get angry, and she resented me for being a doormat with anger issues.
It was messy. And partly why we split up.When we did, i realised i needed to work on me, not us. A mistake we’d made in the past. So i hit the books, got into counselling, started at the gym, joined forums that I felt would help me (including being invited onto a D/s sub forum of a relationship forum). And It’s working. My confidence has increased, and I’ve worked on not simply feeling ‘anger’, but the actual feelings causing the ‘anger’. What’s behind the red mist. A long way to go, but I’m determined to get there. My life has turned around, seen by myself, work and family, and waw. I’m learning to be IN control, not controlling. To dominate, without being domineering.
Waw has seen the changes. The actions, not just the words. And she’s responding to it. With positive results. We’re still separated, but our life has begun anew. With respect, communication, TRUST, and a level of understanding that we haven’t had in over 15 years.
She is being drawn back to the man she has known i should be, could be. Which is why things are also changing at night. We’re beginning at least a bedroom D/s relationship. Totally new to both of us, but something that it seems we’ve been needing. To finally establish the dynamic in our new relationship.
Things have definitely changed. Including our sex life, which is more active than it’s been in over decade. And i’ve gradually introduced some D/s aspects into the bedroom. Vanilla with some cinnamon, if you will
waw and I got fooling around at a hotel after a concert a couple of weeks ago. VERY hot n heavy, intense. I was instructing her on what to do, how to position herself, restraining her (by holding her arms down), etc. To which she was very compliant. Completely gave herself over to me and what I wanted to do to her. At one point she had her legs around my waist and I was holding her arms, and I bodily picked her up and better positioned her on the bed. She loved it all.
I eventually ‘finished’, but realised she wasn’t ‘there’ yet, so I got to work finishing her ‘manually’, as usual in those situations. Then I tried a gamble.
As she was about to come, I said “No. You will not come yet. You’re not allowed to come until I say so”.
I kept stimulating her, clitorally, for several minutes. She was desperate to come, but wouldn’t, she was fixated on waiting for my permission.
When I gave it, “OK, come. NOW!” she went off like a rocket. She hasn’t come like that in years.
Even after that she wasn’t done. So I did it again. “Don’t come until I say so”
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“OK, NOW!”BOOM!
And again, and again.
Over and over again. After about the 3-4th time she began to come so hard she would ejaculate. After the 6th time, I thought it best to take a break. (NOT crowing about this, just stating what happened as it’s NEVER happened before)
But she was still “on fire”, as she put it. Her whole body was in spasm. She was totally in the moment. She had no awareness, she told me she only wanted to keep coming. This is when she told me she wanted to be my “subservient” (bless her heart, she obviously meant submissive, but doesn’t even know the term)
So after 10 minutes of her pleading, and me instructing her to wait, I went back to ‘work’.
The 7th time, the last time, she went stratospheric. It was kinda awesome to watch. I’ve never seen her come so hard.
I told her that was enough for the night, and to go to sleep now. She was passed out in seconds, wrapped around me like I was the last floating deckchair on the Titanic!
I woke at 5:30am, and wondered if the previous night was a one off. So I started again. Stimulating her, clitorally/vaginally. It wasn’t a one off.
So I did the same thing again.
“Don’t come until I tell you”.
“NOW!”
BOOM.
Over and over again. She was back in that same space.
After 30 mins of this, I switched to G-Spot stimulation. Previously she’s always said she didn’t like it because it made her feel uncomfortable. And when I was ‘beta’, I’d accepted that and stopped trying.
This time she told me that it always made her feel like she wanted to pee. A lightbulb went off in my head. I explained female ejaculation, and that the ‘needing to pee’ feeling was her body about to ejaculate. That she needed to trust me, and go with it. But only when I told her she could come.
You can guess the rest. Another 40 minutes, of G-Spot massage, and cumming on my instruction, over and over. Once she knew that it was OK, that she wasn’t actually peeing, she totally relaxed into it, stopped thinking about it. And would gush every time I said “Now!”.
I also told her to verbalise what she wanted (“to come!”), how (“by your hand”), and when (“NOW!”) and to scream when she came. She did all of it. No questions, no hesitation.
Eventually, around 7am, I slowed it down and stopped. Took her in my arms and held her until she came back down.
She thanked me repeatedly. That I had brought her ‘mojo’ (her word) back, that she thought she’d lost it, years ago. And that she wanted to do all the things I want to try, anything I want to try, with her.
I told her that I would be willing to explore this new area with her, but gradually, carefully. That we will only do this as a partnership, a team. That there will be boundaries, limits, safe words, a structure.
She’s adamant that this will be a bedroom only situation, and I agree. But I think this is the start of something.
We then recently spent a week in Spain together (I was working there on a project), on the last night, waw asked that we just have a slow, loving quicky, instead of the much longer sessions we’d been having since arriving.
Her resolve lasted about 10 minutes, then she begged me to go back to instructing me and taking control. She wants this change. She likes it. It’s at the point where I have to tell her it’s time to stop, or she would keep cumming. She tells me (at the time) that all that matters to her is cumming, it’s the only thing in her head (subspace?) . That she wants to be my wh*re.
So I gently tell her that she has been, but now it’s time to come down, that she’s my Wife now, in this moment , not my wh*re. I move her to a comfortable position, put the quilt over her and tell her to sleep now. She drops right off, as instructed. Then I move away and let her be. Touching her fires her up again, which negates what I’ve told her. That the session is over (aftercare?) .
There’s no spanking, or any form of ‘punishment (though if she does cum, without permission, I stop what I’m doing and sternly advise her of the “rule”, for which she profusely apologises and begs me to continue) . Nor any restraint, except my instructing her to put her hands over her head, for instance, and not move her body, no matter what. (tbh, that’s something she would do in our previous marriage, but for a different reason. IE: “starfish”).
But she’s a good girl. She won’t move, though I can see she desperately wants to. Until I give her permission. At which point she goes ballistic.
And the cumming on demand is now almost a requirement, for her. As we were supposed to be taking it easy that night, I told her I wouldn’t be telling her when to cum, but she had to tell me when she was going to. After the first 2-3 times, she begged me to give her permission again. To tell her when she could cum. So I did.
We’re both wondering where this multi-orgasmic, peak riding, (loud) woman came from. But she’s loving it. Inhibitions are gone, she gets lost in what she’s feeling, nothing else matters. While she rides the waves, she looks at me for approval, sees it, and goes off again!
She wants this power exchange. She wants to sub. In the bedroom. During the day, she pushes back when she feels I’m controlling her. But at night, she has come to need it.
It’s a massive change, in our dynamic. One we both have been looking for. I’m truly grateful to the help I had on the other D/s site for allowing me to join the group. It’s made a failing relationship into something new. Better.
At a much respected friends suggestion, I’ve joined HD, as I want to expand on my knowledge. Both of us were abused, physically and mentally as children. So there are aspects of BDSM that I can’t even look at, although I totally respect those that do practice those aspects. No judging. As I said above, there’s no spanking, or physical punishment. If we tried it, right now, we’d both get freaked out. But I have a feeling HD would be of benefit to me, as it appears to be more about the power exchange than the physical.
It’s a slightly unusual situation, in that we’re separated, in different houses (a block from each other), but working hard at making our ‘new’ relationship work. We refer to each other as “the worst separated couple, ever”
Thank you for reading all this. I hope it gives you a better understanding of where I’m coming from.
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