Water still running under the bridge
I left out my blog more than a year ago, at the time that Claire and I made a pact. That for one year, I would stop pressuring her on the D/s front, and let her live out a burning fantasy of hers, with no questions asked. This is an update on the situation…
Since I’ve known her, Claire has always been flirtatious (and God knows how irresistible she can be). But she had always stayed on the safe side, never allowing herself to go too far and cheat on me. I was okay with it. We would talk about it from time to time. I always trusted her, and thought that if she ever crossed the line, I would somehow know. With my talks of D/s, I opened a door and she put her foot into it. Her desire was to explore “past the point of no return”.
We stopped talking much about D/s. Our sex life still in limbo, she started going out more often. I didn’t think too much about it. I doubted that she would follow through. That is, until one day when she told me that she was going to stay overnight at a friend’s house. Her nervousness was making her a bit clumsy (which I found kind of cute), and I immediately knew what that meant.
At first, I was excited, but the bitterness eventually overcame the sweetness. I guess a real power exchange and the communication of intent that goes with it were just missing. It was awkward. I felt lonely and vulnerable. Still, I did not confront her. I bit my tongue and stayed true to my word. Several weeks later, on Valentine’s Day, we went out and had a deeply emotional heart to heart conversations. Breaking down in tears, she admitted to several “escapades” ending up with extra-marital sex, but confessed that it had been meaningless and that it had, in fact, been disappointing. I reassured her that it was all right, and that I was in fact proud of her for getting out of her comfort zone in the pursuit of her own pleasure and happiness. It was sincere and heartfelt.
Our pact was still good for several months, so nothing changed on that front. I just felt much better about it. I started a journal - really more a series of letters - that I have shared with her since then. There were ups and downs following that night, but we reached the anniversary of our pact fairly uneventfully.
Early in August, we had another one of these deeply intimate conversations. I was again in a very submissive mood (it had been kind of on and off lately). I brought the topic of her sexual freedom back on the table. I told her that, since our pact had expired, I expected her to stop seeking outside relationships. To my total surprise, she asked if we could instead make the arrangement permanent. She explained that she was passed the straying phase, such as having meaningless sex with men she does not care about. She had scratched that itch, and was no longer into that. But she also said that she had learned something about herself. She believed that she could connect emotionally with more than one man at a time, and if that ever occurred, she wanted the right to explore further.
How could a man like me refuse such a request? Basically, she was asking for the privilege to cuckold me at whim! (She adamantly reiterated that this right was to remain her exclusivity.)The lack of drama contrasted so much with last year’s situation. Claire was calm and respectful. She didn’t take it for granted that I would say yes, but it wasn’t a plea either. The surreal (“weird” she said) character of the situation did not escape her, and yet she was comfortable with it, even amused. I realized then how much we had come along. It was a good feeling. Of course, I agreed to it, but only if she was open about it. As I told her, I don’t want her to have a double life, parallel to ours. That, to me, would be cheating. If she finds herself too ashamed to tell me about something she’s done, then she should not do it in the first place. I also requested a favor of my own. I asked Claire to control my orgasms. There is so much to say about the topic of tease and denial, I am sure I will write more about it. Suffice it to say, I consider it critical to the long-term sustainability of my submission. Saying that she was less than enthused by my request would be an understatement. But she did not blow me off either (like in the past), so I consider it a victory.
That’s pretty much where we are on our journey. D/s has definitely encroached our lives. Claire now owns me, which is a fact that none of us disputes (she is adamant about it). I do most of the household chores (I consider them my basic responsibility, but she helps me a lot), I worship her in many small ways throughout the day, she is sexually free (if she wants it), while I depend on her for my own relief. Publicly, Claire is more assertive than ever, and frequently hints at our lifestyle. She does it respectfully and with humor, and I play along. We love it. Claire has benefited tremendously on a personal level, and enjoys her sexuality much more than in the past. Our struggle is to rekindle sexually as a couple. None of us wants to resume it the way it was before. To some it may seem strange that Claire seeks sex outside of the marriage, but not within, but it’s not that simple. I can’t really explain it because I don’t fully understand what’s happening in her mind. What I know is that Claire is opening up to the ideas I promote. She has already benefited from our new lifestyle in very personal ways, and that has helped gain her respect. My instinct tells me to be patient and allow her to heal and process the changes at her own pace. I put her through a lot this past year, and she has come a long way, so I am very hopeful.
Since I’ve known her, Claire has always been flirtatious (and God knows how irresistible she can be). But she had always stayed on the safe side, never allowing herself to go too far and cheat on me. I was okay with it. We would talk about it from time to time. I always trusted her, and thought that if she ever crossed the line, I would somehow know. With my talks of D/s, I opened a door and she put her foot into it. Her desire was to explore “past the point of no return”.
We stopped talking much about D/s. Our sex life still in limbo, she started going out more often. I didn’t think too much about it. I doubted that she would follow through. That is, until one day when she told me that she was going to stay overnight at a friend’s house. Her nervousness was making her a bit clumsy (which I found kind of cute), and I immediately knew what that meant.
At first, I was excited, but the bitterness eventually overcame the sweetness. I guess a real power exchange and the communication of intent that goes with it were just missing. It was awkward. I felt lonely and vulnerable. Still, I did not confront her. I bit my tongue and stayed true to my word. Several weeks later, on Valentine’s Day, we went out and had a deeply emotional heart to heart conversations. Breaking down in tears, she admitted to several “escapades” ending up with extra-marital sex, but confessed that it had been meaningless and that it had, in fact, been disappointing. I reassured her that it was all right, and that I was in fact proud of her for getting out of her comfort zone in the pursuit of her own pleasure and happiness. It was sincere and heartfelt.
Our pact was still good for several months, so nothing changed on that front. I just felt much better about it. I started a journal - really more a series of letters - that I have shared with her since then. There were ups and downs following that night, but we reached the anniversary of our pact fairly uneventfully.
Early in August, we had another one of these deeply intimate conversations. I was again in a very submissive mood (it had been kind of on and off lately). I brought the topic of her sexual freedom back on the table. I told her that, since our pact had expired, I expected her to stop seeking outside relationships. To my total surprise, she asked if we could instead make the arrangement permanent. She explained that she was passed the straying phase, such as having meaningless sex with men she does not care about. She had scratched that itch, and was no longer into that. But she also said that she had learned something about herself. She believed that she could connect emotionally with more than one man at a time, and if that ever occurred, she wanted the right to explore further.
How could a man like me refuse such a request? Basically, she was asking for the privilege to cuckold me at whim! (She adamantly reiterated that this right was to remain her exclusivity.)The lack of drama contrasted so much with last year’s situation. Claire was calm and respectful. She didn’t take it for granted that I would say yes, but it wasn’t a plea either. The surreal (“weird” she said) character of the situation did not escape her, and yet she was comfortable with it, even amused. I realized then how much we had come along. It was a good feeling. Of course, I agreed to it, but only if she was open about it. As I told her, I don’t want her to have a double life, parallel to ours. That, to me, would be cheating. If she finds herself too ashamed to tell me about something she’s done, then she should not do it in the first place. I also requested a favor of my own. I asked Claire to control my orgasms. There is so much to say about the topic of tease and denial, I am sure I will write more about it. Suffice it to say, I consider it critical to the long-term sustainability of my submission. Saying that she was less than enthused by my request would be an understatement. But she did not blow me off either (like in the past), so I consider it a victory.
That’s pretty much where we are on our journey. D/s has definitely encroached our lives. Claire now owns me, which is a fact that none of us disputes (she is adamant about it). I do most of the household chores (I consider them my basic responsibility, but she helps me a lot), I worship her in many small ways throughout the day, she is sexually free (if she wants it), while I depend on her for my own relief. Publicly, Claire is more assertive than ever, and frequently hints at our lifestyle. She does it respectfully and with humor, and I play along. We love it. Claire has benefited tremendously on a personal level, and enjoys her sexuality much more than in the past. Our struggle is to rekindle sexually as a couple. None of us wants to resume it the way it was before. To some it may seem strange that Claire seeks sex outside of the marriage, but not within, but it’s not that simple. I can’t really explain it because I don’t fully understand what’s happening in her mind. What I know is that Claire is opening up to the ideas I promote. She has already benefited from our new lifestyle in very personal ways, and that has helped gain her respect. My instinct tells me to be patient and allow her to heal and process the changes at her own pace. I put her through a lot this past year, and she has come a long way, so I am very hopeful.
