Showing posts with label expectations. Show all posts
Showing posts with label expectations. Show all posts

Friday, September 13, 2013

A Humble Update From a Humiliated Husband

Hello everyone, thanks to all of you who have visited this blog over my long absence.

The reason for my absence is that I was disobedient and was punished severely by my wife. I neglected to perform some of my assigned duties, and when my wife questioned my ability to perform them sufficiently, the tone of my reply was disrespectful.

In most marriages this would have been one of many minor incidents, but in my marriage, disrespect toward my wife is unacceptable. It seems so petty now, and I can only tell you how many times I wish I could have taken back what I said.

She issued me three punishments:

First, I must not post to my blog for six months, or communicate with other bloggers (but I have been able to read--so much to talk about!)

Second, I must lose fifteen pounds in six months (I'm already a recreational runner so this was difficult, but not as difficult as the third, which was...)

Third, no sex for six months.

For the last six months, I have been allowed occasionally to play with myself (sometimes with an orgasm, sometimes not), but my service to my wife has consisted only of oral sex or holding her while she played with herself. At the beginning of my six-month sentence she purchased an excellent new vibrator. One unintended negative consequence of my punishment is that this vibrator has proven far more satisfying for her than I have in the past, and she enjoys watching me get hard, comparing my size to the vibrator (not favorably, alas), and then having me hold and caress her while she slowly reaches orgasm.

During these sessions she occasionally asks me about what I have learned during my punishment. I haven't learned anything new, but I have internalized my submissiveness and subservience to my wife. She often allows me to say nothing at all.

The prohibition from blogging was because my wife didn't want me going on the internet feeling all sorry for myself. Because my six months is nearly up (in two weeks--I'm counting), she permitted me to explain what happened and to share what the consequences were.

Since then, we're "back to normal," except there is no expectation of sex. This arrangement works for her, and I have accepted it.

Most of all, I feel ashamed. Here I am, writing for everyone to see about the joys of surrendering to my wife. Our relationship and marriage has never been better than over the past six months, but all the time I am aware that I have behaved badly.

Part of it is the sexual denial, the fact that she just watches me play with myself on command, standing with her arms crossed waiting for me, when she thinks it has been long enough. My record was extended at one point to seven weeks. Twice, she ordered me to go from flaccid to ejaculation as quickly as possible, which leads to a tiny, weak little orgasm. I don't want to go into too much detail since I like to think this isn't that kind of blog, but she has found this approach to be amusing to her.

But the major thing that strikes me is that she has followed through with it without saying a word. She said this is what would happen, and it has. Mentioning sex brings a derisive laugh. We both know I'm not getting any. There's no questioning. It's happening, and it's my fault. Every time I am denied, I think back to our one fight--a minor fight, but completely unacceptable. What she said would happen, did happen, 100%.

I can only imagine what kind of punishment I would get if I acted like any old husband. Want to go hang out with my friends and drink beer and watch football? She might pull a muscle laughing at me if I asked that. Last weekend I followed her around our local outlet shopping mall for five hours, holding her bags. She let me buy a couple of things, but everyone knew what was going on. At most stores, she brought her things to the counter and left to go relax outside while I paid and took her bags. This wasn't lost on any of the people at the checkouts, and I'm very appreciative that none of them mentioned it.

But that shopping trip was wonderful for both of us. She looks beautiful in her new clothes. The items I was allowed to buy were underwear that, let's just say, most men would not be proud to wear. But she likes me wearing them, so I will, in all their neon glory. And when I do, I feel quite humiliated, but I do feel appreciative for my wife for putting me in my place.

This punishment has caused me to lose some of the sense of femininity I had been cultivating. I am finding that I identify with the feminine when I am feeling confident, optimistic and in control of myself. My humbling and humilation over the past few months has caused those feelings to subside.

I am returning to the blog somewhat early so that my explanation is posted in advance. She specifically requested that I state what caused my punishment, and what my punishment was.

Several people had started following me before my disgrace, and I appreciate your readership. My hope is that my posting will continue soon (possibly a little early since I have lost a lot of weight), and I hope to start connecting more with you soon.

If my lack of updates caused you to stop following, I truly apologize and hope you'll see fit to follow me again soon. If you know of someone who stopped following, please spread the word of what has happened. (I'm flattering myself here, I know, but I do feel badly that I caused this.)

I will be returning to my gmail as well, so if you would like to reach out privately, please do so. Just please be gentle--these last few months have been hard enough on my as it is.


Friday, March 22, 2013

When Was Your Last Fight?

Just wanted to share a quick thought. One of the most significant differences between my Female-led marriage and the marriages of other friends of mine is that there's a lot less friction.

My wife and I just don't fight. It's not that she wins all the fights because she's the boss, it's that by following her leadership, our priorities are aligned such that we don't come into conflict that much. When we do, she has the final word, and that's it. We both want the same things and work to get them.

I'm also not talking about right vs. wrong.  If it's a question of right vs. wrong, then that must mean it's objective in nature, and then it's a matter of finding out the objectively correct answer.

The only area of conflict early on was that sometimes I have a legitimate issue that she doesn't want to address for some reason or another. From this, I learned that there are good and bad times to bring things up. I need to be ready far in advance to discuss things at the right time. You need to be more organized and make sure you're prioritizing things properly.

I'm sure it's different for every couple, but that's one thing that my wife and I have noticed. I'm curious if this is a common feature of D/s relationships.

Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Overcoming Submissive Burnout

I should be cleaning the kitchen right now. But I'm writing on the internet instead.

Apparently I'm just burned out this week. It sometimes feels like all I do is clean and do dishes and run errands and go to work. My wife recognizes this, and isn't backing off. Instead, she's pressuring me to get back to work. She keeps up her high standards of obedience and service, regardless of what kind of mood I'm in. I recognize that this is incredibly important, and is a large part of why our D/s dynamic is so persistent.

But that doesn't change the fact that I'm tired! Part of me wants to steal the remote, put my feet up, grab a beer, and watch TV. I think it's times like these when D/s dynamics break down for some couples. There are always a few days or a week at a time every so often where things are just tough.

But I need to remember that I'm not taking on more responsibilities than my wife. I'm not working harder than her, we're just doing different things. She's just as tired as I am, and having a whining husband who shirks his responsibilities is the last thing she needs.

As a subservient husband, I have taken on all of the domestic duties because that frees my wife to take on more important responsibilities. While I'm cleaning and shopping, she's doing the extra work she needs to do at her high-powered job to keep up with her coworkers. While I'm doing the laundry and paying the bills, she's tracking our spending and updating our financial plan.

When submissive husbands take on household tasks, it's so that their wives can do more important things (even if those things occasionally include sleeping in or watching a movie). My wife is already working harder than me, on more important things. If I slack off on cleaning the kitchen, what does that say about my worth as a husband?

So on that note, I'm going to go take a deep breath, get a drink of water, and get back to cleaning the kitchen.

Sunday, March 10, 2013

Becoming a Househusband?

My wife and I know two families in which the wives are breadwinners and the men are househusbands. These are highly-functioning families where mom, dad, and kids are as happy as a modern family can be. It's clear to me that becoming a househusband may be a great idea for many men.


It's a fact that women outperform men in education and that traditionally low-skill, male-oriented occupations are being automated or outsourced in favor of fields that highly value skills that women offer as much or more than men. This means that there are more and more marriages where it makes sense for the husband to stay home and for the wife to be the breadwinner.

In low-cost areas where one income is sufficient, the woman will have increasing earning power. In more expensive areas, the insane cost of childcare alone may make it preferable for the husband to stay home even if he earns $50,000 per year ($50K equates to about $40K in take home pay, which is about $3,300 a month. Child care for two children can run over $3,500 a month. )

So in many cases, the most rational decision will be for the husband to stay at home. But how many will actually do so?

First, men must accept that being a homemaker is an important job, and they should be proud of it. Men are just as capable as women are of caring for children, and with significant training, can do a good job at taking care of the home. By becoming a househusband, they will be making a rational decision that makes the most sense for their families. What's to be ashamed of?

Second, some househusbands will embrace the subservient role they will be taking on. Others will have to accept it, hopefully with support and direction from their wives. Their wives will control the finances, and will make the most important decisions, such as where they will live, what kind of home and vehicle the family will purchase, and how the children will be educated. The husbands don't have to take all of their orders from their wives, but as they see the wives making the big decisions, they will probably realize it's best to defer to them in all decisions.

Third, and most importantly, husbands must admit the huge benefits their wives would realize. Wives would be free to pursue their careers to the fullest, and would help close the absurdly large gender gap in salary. They would be confident that their children were in safe hands, and can return at the end of the day to a home environment that is welcoming, peaceful, and extremely fulfilling. I would personally love for my wife to tell her coworkers, "my husband stays at home taking care of the house and kids." Many of her male colleagues have housewives, so why not her?


Alas, my salary right now is such that it doesn't make sense for me to become a househusband. While I would relish the role of supporting my wife and spending all day at home with the kids, in the long run I'm more useful at work, collecting a paycheck. This isn't such a bad problem to have, and as childcare becomes an expense for us, this may change. But for now, it looks like I'll be in the workforce.

I just wonder how many men are out there working, when their families would be better off with them at home taking care of things.