As a follow-up to our post, ‘The Cane as a Sex Subsituate’, Hannah Jay, the wife of ‘A Man in My Position’, kindly e-mailed me after I quoted their blog in the updates.
She said: “If you read our blog you will see that we have evolved to where we are now. j has accepted the fact that he has no say over our sexual life and that I only rarely want penetration (and almost never want his mess in me - maybe once a year but I honestly forget the last time j was actually allowed to ejaculate in me.) I don't mind giving him strokes - say ten thrusts - but then out he goes and he is almost never allowed to come after strokes.
“And I find I enjoy giving j a good caning as much or more than having sex with him. But that is not to say I don't enjoy his oral service regularly.
“By all means please put this and anything else you enjoy up on your blog...with your wife's permission of course.”
The post struck a chord with me since it sounds very similar to our lifestyle, though Hannah Jay has put the point across far more eloquently.
I read the email to Mistress who gave a wry smile and said: “There’s a Lady who knows how to keep a man in his place – and a man who knows his place.”
“But we’re getting there with you aren’t we boi?” The word boi is rarely used but was said with real emphasis and came with a very strict stare. “It’s just a long process and you do so disappoint me sometimes.” Her smile returned.
I feel like I’m in training at the moment. Every day fresh tasks are assigned. Any time I lose myself doing something, Mistress wants to know what I’m up to – reminding me of my obligations to her. I’m teetering on the edge of being disciplined. It’s very tense but is offering a curious excitement to our lives.
Each morning in bed we embrace but that’s as far is it goes. I’m pushed away when I become a little too amorous – and warned not to dribble. I’m reminded to do so is now a caning offence.
It’s hard not to be amorous. I feel really close to Mistress right now, cuddled up with her, me with my head level with her breast. It’s my default position I adopt when I’m feeling really submissive.
Somehow I’ve escaped the cane so far this week – but it is only Tuesday – and only a matter of time.
Mistress is challenging me in every way. If this is how she wants our FLR then I have to say it’s delightful.
When I got out of bed this morning she inspected the stripes from the last thrashing and was delighted, yet a little disappointed, they are still very visible, especially on my right side were I can still feel the knotted mess when I sit down.
I get the feeling that she’s only waiting for the angry blackness to give her a clean canvas to decorate. And understanding her current mood, that might not be such a pleasant experience for me – but I’m sure one that Mistress will relish.