As I write
this first blog post, my slave is in the kitchen, cooking me bacon and eggs
with a black leather collar locked around his neck, wearing a frilly red apron
and nothing else.
I am a college-educated, professional woman in my mid-twenties living in the Northeast US, and I married a submissive. He happens to be the only man with whom I’ve ever had a relationship. When we started dating, I didn’t know he was a submissive and I didn’t know I was a dominant. He did. That aspect of our relationship has evolved gradually over years of deepening love, trust, and respect. It has been a journey of discovery, worry, and excitement. I have learned many things about the spectrum of BDSM, primarily from my husband and the enlightening books he has purchased for me.
I am a college-educated, professional woman in my mid-twenties living in the Northeast US, and I married a submissive. He happens to be the only man with whom I’ve ever had a relationship. When we started dating, I didn’t know he was a submissive and I didn’t know I was a dominant. He did. That aspect of our relationship has evolved gradually over years of deepening love, trust, and respect. It has been a journey of discovery, worry, and excitement. I have learned many things about the spectrum of BDSM, primarily from my husband and the enlightening books he has purchased for me.
I’ve had
many questions over these last few years. If we became Mistress and slave,
would the man I married turn into someone else? What if I took the control too
far, and lost sight of our loving relationship—what if I hurt him, physically
or emotionally? What if he wanted things that I simply wasn’t comfortable with,
and he ended up unsatisfied with our sex life?
When my
slave suggested that I start this blog, I was excited as I’ve rarely been
excited about anything before. First, because I am a writer, but I have never
found a subject I could be passionate enough about to persistently write about
it. And I knew that this would be that subject. Second, writing about our D/s
relationship for an audience would allow me to explore it more deeply, from different
angles.
I want
to share this journey with others who may share some of my experiences and
concerns. I will talk about how we got to this point, and I will share my new
thoughts and feelings as our relationship moves forward—because my husband and I
still have a long life ahead of us, and my slave and I still have a lot to
discover together. Sometimes my slave may write a guest post from his own point
of view. Both of us have learned a lot from the writing of other people who
haven’t been afraid to share their experiences as Mistress or Domme. Books and
blog posts have helped us understand and accept our unique relationship. I want
to give that back. Thanks to the Internet, I can!
Obviously,
this blog may not be for everyone. And not every post may be for everyone. My
husband and I are into full 24/7 servitude (allowing for the requirements of
real life and work, of course), bondage, chastity and orgasm denial,
sissification, and pegging, among others. I don’t expect every Mistress and
slave couple to share all of our preferences, nor do I necessarily enjoy
everything you all enjoy. I am also not fully versed in the proper terminology
for this scene, so excuse my mistakes as I learn. I assume no one reading this
is the judgmental type. Take what you like and leave the rest.
Until
next time,
Mistress K
