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Blogs > TheLumberJill > Our Adventure

2015 Aug -Bondage-  

TheLumberJill 48M/49F
2 posts
9/11/2015 7:13 am
2015 Aug -Bondage-
My bruised, abused, and sore wife returned from the wilderness at start of August. By this time I had been talking to a wonderful member woman on the site for almost a month.

Every morning we would talk about life, joys, and running. I was setting up a web cam and I asked if she minded if I turned it on. Her answer surprised me. "No, that's against the rules. Sir does not permit that." As we never talked about sex or about her relationships I was a bit shocked. "Sir?" I said. The Lady is a submissive. Her Sir controls much of her life and that is the way she likes it. I was shaken and I realized that I miss something I had once. It was time I had a talk with the better half.

At this point in our lives I have NEVER told my wife the details of my encounters with the lover I had almost two decades ago. It was no secret that I had a lover. I would never have an affair! My lover was much more then just a "cougar". (She is 20 years older than me.) She is a dominatrix that felt the need to pass on the trade.

I wasn't trained to be a submissive. No, I was not to be one of the poor sods in her basement. I was not to be tied, racked, or whipped. I was her student. For years I was tutored. I learned how to make willing humans into pets. Pain,<b> humiliation </font></b>and pleasure the tools of the trade. I broke men and women equally. Together my master and I made powerful people bow. The strong became weak. The weak became toys.

I will not claim to know much about the BDSM community. In fact I admit I know nothing! I was taught a set of skills, that's all. A man can learn how to nail two pieces of wood together. I would not consider that man a carpenter. Real Doms are artists, their Subs their canvass. I wanted to be an artist!

I told all this to my beautiful wife. She cried. I worried that I may have gone over the line. First we were having sex with friends, then we enjoyed a stranger.. and now I'm talking about bondage. As I held my wife she kissed my cheek and said, "I was always afraid. I was afraid you would judge me for wanting you to control me." We talked a long time. The conversation ended with, "I will pick out your new collar."

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