Saturday relaxation pictures..

Here is a pic of me Ms V took yesterday while we relaxed after getting back from Bombay:

She bought a new pair of Aldos from Bombay, so naturally i have to pay my respects to them..

Hi we're back!

Hi all, sorry for the long absence! Ms V had to travel to Bombay for work, and she took me along with her for a week. That's why i couldnt really update much, since we really didnt do much in the kinky sense.

But yesterday we were relaxing at home back in Delhi, and she was in a lazy, sadistic mood. so she made me do stuff while she took pics, which ill share with ya'll in my next few posts.

Write in and let me know what you think of our blog so far, cheers!

Aroon

Wonderful video of mistress edging her tied up slave

I recently saw this video while passing time having completed my household work and waiting for mistress to come. I think this video shows the ultimate control a mistress exercises over her desperate male sub! There's no way a man can escape this control!

Here is the video link -

http://xhamster.com/movies/1723968/edging_torture.html

Thank you Mistress V for opening the doors to this lifestyle for me!

My Pee Humiliation

Last evening mistress put me in my place, and rightly so because I may have been getting out of line, she owns me after all. I had been waiting for her to return from office with some excitement, because she had said we’d go out for a movie once she came back. But when she came back she seemed in a bad mood, some office stuff had pissed her off. I sensed it but hoped it wouldn’t change our plan.

So I went about doing the things I normally do when she comes back – I gave her water, took her laptop. She flopped down on the bed, and I took off her shoes, and gently rubbed her feet. As usual, the sight of her silver toes and getting to touch her feet started giving me a hardon. I asked her which movie we’d go and see, but she didn’t reply. After a while when I got up to put her laptop away, she saw my cock was erect through my shorts. That really pissed her off, she raised her voice and said, “What the hell is that? You horny? You’re such a dumbfuck!” I stammered back that I wasn’t, and then went out of the room. I was pretty sure the movie wasn’t on now. I waited out of the room and after some time she came out and told me to come with her to the living  room. “and you don’t need to wear those shorts”, she said. She sat on the sofa there, and I took my position kneeling in front of her, naked. My penis was still half erect, so I was nervous about what she’d say. “My, looks like my big shot husband had a busy day huh?” “NO mistress” I stammered. She smiled, I thought sarcastically, and said ”no, im sure cleaning the kitchen, bathroom and keeping away my clothes must be tiring you out. Takes so much effort and brains, doesn’t it?” she smiled. I didn’t reply, but looked down, she taunted me “oh but I forgot! That’s all your’e good for, isn’t it! You’re my chief servant, hmm? My darling husband is  the CEO of my sweeping, washing clothes and bathroom cleaning team!” she laughed, I kept looking down, she was enjoying humiliating me, but she IS my mistress I couldn’t do anything about it. She gave me a mock salute and said, “CEO sahib, anything I can get you? A new toothbrush to clean the bathroom with maybe?” and she laughed again. By now my cock was limp again, as I knelt in front of her naked. Then she held my chin and pulled up my face to look at her “so you wanted to go out today, Mr CEO? Well, you’re not!”  “yes mistress” I said. “and because im pissed with you, you will put on your shorts again, and stand in that corner, with your arms raised like a schoolboy. Understand? Now GO!” she said. I quickly got up and stood in the corner, while she fiddled with her phone.

After around half an hour in that position, I really needed to pee badly. She had left the room, but kept looking in time to time to ensure I was standing there. So next when she looked in I asked, “mistress can I go to the bathroom please? I need to pee?” She sat down and said, “ill think about it. You’ll have to write an application and give it to me”. I was incredulous-application to go to the loo? And my bladder was already bursting! But I had to obey, so I walked quickly and got a paper and pen, and wrote out a letter begging her to let me pee. Then I quickly knelt in front of her and thrust the letter in her lap. Irritated, she slapped me hard, “you’re losing you manners! Put the fucking letter on the floor.” I did, and she put her foot on it and went on reading her phone. I was hopping from one foot to another, and I said “V please” without saying mistress. She looked up “go back to the corner, ill read it and let you know my decision”. I felt like crying, couldn’t hold it anymore, but obeyed. I stood in the corner, hopping around, I could see her smiling. Then she said “oh, look your spellings are all wrong! I don’t think I can approve such an application, my darling husband!” I went “uuhh, please..” and finally couldn’t hold my pee. I pissed  in my shorts, on the floor. Mistress V was stunned first, and then she laughed hysterically. I was ashamed as my piss ran on the floor, and she said “my god, youre a filthy animal! Ive never seen that happen! Let me take a picture of you! You will put it up on that blog of yours, so that the world knows how disgusting you are!” So she took my picture, and as Mistress V wanted here it is for you all to see.

I had to clean it all up of course, and till it was time to sleep she kept giggling as she thought of it, and going “pssssssss..” when she caught my eye. So my Mistress now has another game she says she’d like to play again and again with me. 

My pictures

Last night MIstress V granted me permission to put up limited pictures of myself (within privacy limits) on our blog. So here i am introducing myself-

And me last saturday, just waiting for Mistress V to call me to the drawing room for a session. 

This is how i feel most days while waiting for MIstress V to come back home! Feel right now too, but still have a couple of hours till its time..

Corrections

My mistress went through the blog I started this morning and was'nt too happy with what i'd done. She rightly felt that I have'nt given her the respect due to her as my mistress, and i agree. She wanted me to apologise to our readers for causing her embarassment, and correct the previous posts so i have.

I would like to say the following at the start of our blog:

1. Ms V is my mistress and im her slave.

2. I am an idiot for not addressing Mistress by her title and calling her simply V in the posts yesterday, and Im deeply sorry about it. I have now corrected those posts.

3. Now onwards I will submit all my posts about us to Mistress V for reading and not post them online without her approval.

4. In future, if any of our blog readers think that I have not been respectful towards my Mistress in these posts, they can write to her at magichorn81@gmail.com. The subject line should be 'For Ms V', so that i know the mail is only for her reading. If Mistress V decides the complaint is correct, i will be suitably punished and she will send the complainant a reply thanking him/her and telling them what punishment i was given.

5. Please leave your comments or questions on our blog. I would be happy to share thoughts, or pass them onto Mistress V for reference.

Some pictures - Not ours, but I liked them so here they are!

How Our Marriage Evolved - Stage 3

Stage 3 – Enslavement

While this arrangement went on for a month, Mistress V wasn’t sure if I actually, fully accepted the new role reversal in our marriage. She would test me by calling me while I was at work and telling me to go home (she works too, so I’d go home and wait for her), or order me not to go to office on a particular day because she wanted me to drop and pick her from her office. So one day she told me she was deeply unhappy with how things were – she wanted to separate because she wasn’t sure if I was loyal to her, since she had put so many restrictions on me. I was shocked, because I thought she’d be happy with things.  I pleaded with her, we discussed it over days and she finally came up with a solution – I should quit my job and be at home. She earns well enough for both, and we could save on rent by moving into one of her family’s flats which was vacant. She would give me a monthly allowance for clothes, and she would be at peace.

I was reluctant to stop working, that was my sense of identity. Just sitting at home would be boring, I told her. She said I could keep busy by dropping and picking her to office, buying the household stuff, running the banking errands, basically running the house! Also, she wanted that since I accepted her as my mistress and trusted her to take care of me, I should transfer my flat to her name, and make all my accounts  joint with her. She told me to think about it, and I remember that day we had an awesome session. I was rock hard throughout, but Mistress V didn’t let me cum that day. She had also ordered a male chastity belt which I started wearing that day (the bloody CB3000, I hate it! thank God she rarely takes it out now). I wore it for a few days, it came off only for my bath, which was supervised by her so that I wouldn’t jerk off. By then, I was so deeply into my new system of marriage that I didn’t know if it was right or wrong of Mistress V to watch me, tell me everything – I was her sub husband, so I guessed it was right for her to control me. So, after some thought I agreed that id quit my job and become a house husband. The day I had resigned, we had one of the best sessions ever! Mistress V tied my balls, treated me like a dog on a leash (ball-leash that is), and generally did everything id ever fantasized about. I mustve shot a bucketful of cum that day! That was my reward for taking the right decision

So now its been about two years since we moved into a flat owned by her parents, I stay at home and run the house. We have a part time cook and maids to clean the house, but the bathroom cleaning is done by me weekly under supervision by Mistress V (because its too important a part of our hygiene routine to be left to servants, Mistress V says. And I agree). Mistress V takes me out for movies or to her family farmhouse on the weekends, and give me a monthly allowance that I spend when I go with her to the malls. So this is our regular routine now, and one im more or less satisfied with.

  

We have a session (cant call it sex, that’s when both partners get it I think) around twice or thrice a week. Mostly the in week session is short and only for V, Im not allowed to cum. The weekend session (at our flat or her farmhouse) is longer, sometimes half a day, with her cumming a few times and I get to cum at the end. I look forward to it, although sometimes when shes pissed about something she can be scary. So that’s how we live, now my subsequent blogs will be about special sessions/days that we’ve had. 

How Our Marriage Evolved - Stages 1 & 2

How our Marriage Evolved

My wife and I have been married for the last five years. For privacy sake, Ill be referring to us by our initials only – she is Mistress V and Im A. we don’t plan to have any kids, mainly because we have an independent, free wheeling kind of lifestyle, and a kid was never part of our plans for a joint future. Our vanilla marriage turned into a female led, femdom marriage in three stages, so here are the first two stages of my story of how i became a submissive house husband:

Stage 1 – Early Marriage

I have been into female domination from my teens, and when I met and married my wife, I didn’t tell her about my addiction to femdom, but it had to show through soon anyway! It started when I used to sometimes have problems getting my cock hard when we’d have sex, because over the years I’d got so used to femdom (fantasies and a few paid sessions abroad) that now vanilla sex rarely made got me erect. So she’d be horny and wet, and here I’d be limp, so I’d go down on her and lick her pussy to satisfy her. She’d give me a handjob (no blowjobs), but be irritated with me. So little by little I started asking her if she could do things during sex that turned me on – could I lick her feet, then could she spank my ass, or slap my cock, could she please sit on my face! Once she saw that I get rock hard doing these things, she automatically started doing it during sex!

A typical sex session would usually (not always) have two orgasms for her and one for me– once while I’d lick her pussy and once when I was hard and we did penetration sex, now usually with her on top. Otherwise it’d be me going down on her, followed by a handjob or a footjob. She has beautiful feet, so my cock would be rock hard in seconds, and I’d blow my cumload all over the room!

Stage 2 – Confession and control transfer

Once our sex was transformed partly into a female led session, I soon lost control and decided to open up to her. I asked her if she would mind using rope on my balls n cock, treating me like a dog, and generally taken control over me during sex. To my surprise, she seemed to be more amused than offended that I was a freak! She took to tying up my balls, slapping them, making me dance naked with an erection and slapping and scolding me like a pet with total comfort. I was a heaven, and started looking forward to our sessions – in fact, now id get a hard erection at the thought of it!

The problem was her controlling behavior wouldn't stop outside of sex, she started telling me what to do, where to go and who I couldn’t meet in regular life too. Initially I fought back, and told her it was only during sex that I enjoyed it. Then we had months of tussles over this, because she refused to continue with our sex sessions then, and id get frustrated. While I could have paid sex outside, Mistress V was really good at dominating me, and I was addicted to her. So finally we talked about it, she said she couldn’t be two persons, a dominant during sex and a goody goody wife outside of sex and id have to choose. So I agreed- She would lead the marriage… she would decide large issues like our investments, our friends outside, our holiday plans etc. and the little things too- which movies we’d see, what kind of haircut ill get, and when to have sex! She made me agree that she would decide if I was allowed to cum, when she wanted sex, what work around the house I would do. Mistress V would become the mistress of the house and her husband. I agreed - I became a submissive husband.