<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964</id><updated>2012-02-11T09:40:38.572-08:00</updated><category term='role playing'/><category term='control'/><category term='cumrag'/><category term='cuckbitch'/><category term='safeword'/><category term='aftercare'/><category term='funny'/><category term='humiliation'/><category term='hotel'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='chastity'/><category term='stuff'/><category term='thanksgiving'/><category term='parent'/><category term='butt plug'/><category term='brainwashed'/><category term='jerk'/><category term='video'/><category term='lies'/><category term='cockhole'/><category term='studying'/><category term='rant'/><category term='big boy'/><category term='Holidays'/><category term='pics'/><category term='sites'/><category term='cocksucker jerking breaks wine'/><category term='domme pantyhose'/><category term='halloween'/><category term='black and white'/><category term='knees'/><category term='using you'/><category term='bitch'/><category term='fit in'/><category term='milking toes bitch mancum'/><category term='cock'/><category term='bruised'/><category term='toe sucking'/><category term='slutboy'/><category term='conversation'/><category term='sacrifice'/><category term='used boy'/><category term='crop'/><category term='bdsm'/><category term='balls'/><category term='cuckold cockcage slutboy'/><category term='santa'/><category term='cuckold'/><category term='face sitting'/><category term='hospital'/><category term='queening'/><category term='friday funnies'/><category term='rules'/><category term='bull'/><category term='milking'/><category term='bondage'/><category term='lines'/><category term='sounds'/><category term='Family'/><category term='teenage'/><category term='strap on'/><category term='trraining'/><category term='whore'/><category term='ass whore'/><category term='desires'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='submission'/><category term='bdsm domme'/><category term='domme'/><category term='sex'/><category term='survey'/><category term='cocksucking'/><category term='serving toes'/><category term='pics cuckold'/><category term='vibe'/><category term='jet plane'/><category term='clouds'/><category term='femdom'/><category term='dick'/><category term='ass training'/><category term='ass licker'/><category term='video chastity'/><category term='dick sucking'/><category term='the good wife'/><category term='games'/><category term='meeting'/><category term='ego'/><category term='valentines day'/><category term='slutboy cuckold cum'/><category term='pussy power'/><category term='danger'/><category term='blog'/><category term='toys'/><category term='milking ass fucking cuck'/><category term='hard'/><category term='slutboy back'/><category term='ownership'/><category term='face slapping'/><category term='devotion'/><category term='hot'/><category term='cockcage'/><category term='references'/><category term='hungry'/><category term='new years eve'/><category term='nasty'/><title type='text'>The Married Domme</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>318</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-7101071625293555813</id><published>2012-02-09T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T11:22:27.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For educational Purposes only.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Im doing a report for My class that deals with finding alternative ways to manage pain. Yeah right give me the damn drugs. ha. So part of the assignment is to share a joke or cartoon with a classmate and then write down their thoughts and how I felt about sharing a joke.*rolls eyes* so I dont like any of my classmates.. Im so antisocial. Probably because Im am often drifting off in class, thinking of ways to torment nasty sluts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Im going to share the cartoon I was going to share with some random student.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Its cute. And probably true.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Did it at least make you smile?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bN_ASE14uus/TzQc3yoyOrI/AAAAAAAAD0I/u6OtwkcPUuA/s1600/when-i-grow-up-mommy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bN_ASE14uus/TzQc3yoyOrI/AAAAAAAAD0I/u6OtwkcPUuA/s320/when-i-grow-up-mommy.jpg" width="251" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-7101071625293555813?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/7101071625293555813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=7101071625293555813' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/7101071625293555813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/7101071625293555813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2012/02/for-educational-purposes-only.html' title='For educational Purposes only.'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bN_ASE14uus/TzQc3yoyOrI/AAAAAAAAD0I/u6OtwkcPUuA/s72-c/when-i-grow-up-mommy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-1597104101774211911</id><published>2012-02-09T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T11:18:16.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The kind of delivery I want</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;So UPS was just at My home. The guy walked up, knocked on the door and handed Me a package. It wasnt anything exciting. It was a part for the microwave. Wow!! Yippie!! Ha. What I was thinking was I wish I was having something along these lines dropped at My door.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;One of these every other week or so would be wonderful.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Signed, Sealed(plugged) delivered he would be Mine!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NqCVhpZuuxs/TzQb5nrmw3I/AAAAAAAADz4/lMvvvym1ckw/s1600/tumblr_lyhnm69McH1qjtms2o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NqCVhpZuuxs/TzQb5nrmw3I/AAAAAAAADz4/lMvvvym1ckw/s320/tumblr_lyhnm69McH1qjtms2o1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uzhfpicXXv8/TzQb7_RB3qI/AAAAAAAAD0A/R9ACshF8Shc/s1600/tumblr_ln5cm5GcQX1ql59glo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uzhfpicXXv8/TzQb7_RB3qI/AAAAAAAAD0A/R9ACshF8Shc/s320/tumblr_ln5cm5GcQX1ql59glo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-1597104101774211911?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/1597104101774211911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=1597104101774211911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/1597104101774211911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/1597104101774211911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2012/02/kind-of-delivery-i-want.html' title='The kind of delivery I want'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NqCVhpZuuxs/TzQb5nrmw3I/AAAAAAAADz4/lMvvvym1ckw/s72-c/tumblr_lyhnm69McH1qjtms2o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-8623115573211423404</id><published>2012-02-08T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T19:28:56.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something New..something blue? balls??</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hey ya'll. Hope you have all been doing well. I have been busy with school, family, work, slutboy, and life in general. So thats nothing new right? What is new? I will tell you. slutboy was having some troubles with his cockcage. I believe the one he has was a cb3000. Anyway it wasnt as comfortable as it should be for long use. I had him wear it all night one time and it was pinching his balls and not in a good hurt him kind of way. I like to hurt My toys but I do not wish to break them. according to him, his balls are close to his body and makes wearing that&amp;nbsp;particular&amp;nbsp;device not go so good. So last month he approached me about asking My permission about him purchasing a new and improved cock cage. He sent Me these pictures of the device he had in mind.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Khd85ZVpNAw/TzM1nenk2NI/AAAAAAAADx0/NsFJveZHtY4/s1600/downloadeeee.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Khd85ZVpNAw/TzM1nenk2NI/AAAAAAAADx0/NsFJveZHtY4/s1600/downloadeeee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VLHoB7HWyJ0/TzM1ohalOhI/AAAAAAAADx8/NFTTJ28jgjs/s1600/downloadssss.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VLHoB7HWyJ0/TzM1ohalOhI/AAAAAAAADx8/NFTTJ28jgjs/s1600/downloadssss.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Its called a jail cat. He had to take measurements of his cock at all kinds of times during the day. Because this was to be custom made for maximum use. I Myself like the whole metal look. And well it has finally arrived. Here are some pictures of him wearing it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lz3QifmweVM/TzM1-AkUmVI/AAAAAAAADyE/skEBl6FoXl0/s1600/tnbggff.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lz3QifmweVM/TzM1-AkUmVI/AAAAAAAADyE/skEBl6FoXl0/s320/tnbggff.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YRgPlVwhmZY/TzM1_FMt7cI/AAAAAAAADyM/dBiUjVJAlps/s1600/bcg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YRgPlVwhmZY/TzM1_FMt7cI/AAAAAAAADyM/dBiUjVJAlps/s320/bcg.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;He took these pictures, sent them to My phone and I pretty much creamed My panties at work when I opened them. Yow fucking ZA. his balls look huge. And they arent. But I like the way they squish them up. I like the heaviness of the metal.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;One day last week we met for some wine browsing and for lunch afterwards. WEll of course I insisted he have this on underneath his clothes. We parked down a few streets and I had him pull his pants down so I could examine My property. Whew.. I felt like chester the molester. I wanted to yank on him. It was really hot looking. his worthless cock tried to get hard because..well I was two inches from him. And talking nastiness of course. So it tried to get hard and the flesh oozed between the metal bars. HOT HOT HOT!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I cant wait until we are together again so I can sit on his face and face his cock so I can watch it ache and be locked up.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nothing hotter than that..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;School stuff has been ok. This is a four unit class and its a long day on tuesdays. I go to school from eight am till noon. We also have two professors. They alternate days that they teach. One lady is sweet as pie and the other..well lets just say I know now that the devil is a woman. She treats us like we are ten. We arent allowed to leave our seats unless its break time. One time in four hours. We have to raise our hand when we are done with our test so she can come around to pick it up from us. We cant go to the bathroom unless its break time. And she really gets off on humiliating people. And not in the fun way that we do in the bdsm realm. I reallyyyy dont like her. So one week we get the free love, everything is cotton candy teacher..then the next week we get Hagatha. Im going to dig out My voodoo doll if she doesnt watch it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;My kids are doing good, the middle one and oldest were over this past weekend putting in hard wood flooring down my hallway and front entrance way. I helped a lot by feeding them and staying the hell out of the way. My oldest is getting married this summer to a sweetie that he has been with since he was sixteen. My middle son is the one with the bitch from hell girlfriend. Im getting some vibes that things might be cooling off between them. Even though they are still living together, he is at least now allowed to come to our house without her calling every two minutes asking him what is he doing over here and when is he coming home. STALKER.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;My baby, well he is fourteen, he gets his braces off tomorrow.WOOTWOOT. &amp;nbsp;I tease him and say come here baby open your mouth and show the neighbors our vacation to Hawaii..see thats us sitting on the beach.. Oh well all your money goes to your kids one way or another. And living with a teenager is like living with a homeless person..*can I have some money?* *can I get a ride?* * Do you have anything to eat?*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I just dominated slutboy on Jan 13th, but I already feel a hunger. I want a slave to torment all the time. I want to be a domme all the time. I am probably..No I AM more sexual than most women my age. I dont know why.. but I am. I want it. I need it. I want to have an orgasm EVERY DAY. I want to deny a slut EVERY DAY. I want to own a man sexually EVERY DAY. This feeling never goes away. I can tone it down and push it back ..but its always there tapping Me on the shoulder saying.. hey.. remember us? we want out. Oh wait those are my different personalities.. ha..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want one of these right NOW&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W5Nq0pvIrx8/TzM6iic__gI/AAAAAAAADyU/8i4x1Q85dCc/s1600/tumblr_ly5yh2oozH1qatn9jo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W5Nq0pvIrx8/TzM6iic__gI/AAAAAAAADyU/8i4x1Q85dCc/s320/tumblr_ly5yh2oozH1qatn9jo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-8623115573211423404?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/8623115573211423404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=8623115573211423404' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/8623115573211423404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/8623115573211423404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2012/02/something-newsomething-blue-balls.html' title='Something New..something blue? balls??'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Khd85ZVpNAw/TzM1nenk2NI/AAAAAAAADx0/NsFJveZHtY4/s72-c/downloadeeee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-7926620935708797019</id><published>2012-02-01T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T20:31:34.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that make you go hmmmmm? or wtf? ha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Perhaps this is the only way a nasty chastity cock locked up slut can get a blow job? awee she looks all happy to be of service..ha&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ELN1uYIHSG8/TyoQTWs5gII/AAAAAAAADv8/AA2q6UD4das/s1600/tumblr_ltf6liogvh1ql3riuo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ELN1uYIHSG8/TyoQTWs5gII/AAAAAAAADv8/AA2q6UD4das/s320/tumblr_ltf6liogvh1ql3riuo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now wtf? is that really there for the shower? Or for a dirty boy to masturbate with in the shower? He doesnt deserve a play toy like that so readily available now does he? Hell no. And I want my piss shooting through My pussy and down his throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DCRoE0kDpwU/TyoQWQO-TMI/AAAAAAAADwE/emHMQasnQEI/s1600/tumblr_lyey6zuJMY1qffj6io1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="308" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DCRoE0kDpwU/TyoQWQO-TMI/AAAAAAAADwE/emHMQasnQEI/s320/tumblr_lyey6zuJMY1qffj6io1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I cant see what she is actually controlling? Perhaps a vibrating butt plug? Or something more sinister? yum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HMhWS9Hx1ZI/TyoQZ9aGAaI/AAAAAAAADwM/z_C12Rd-3QQ/s1600/tumblr_lyi3lnr5Ap1rn0itpo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="218" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HMhWS9Hx1ZI/TyoQZ9aGAaI/AAAAAAAADwM/z_C12Rd-3QQ/s320/tumblr_lyi3lnr5Ap1rn0itpo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That looks like it fucking hurts. And it should. Thats what nasty bitches cocks are for. HURTING. &amp;nbsp;I love to hurt a sluts cock. I love it that he has to take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VeUHhcK0jdE/TyoRcvVNO2I/AAAAAAAADwc/WQmoqFZrjkk/s1600/tumblr_lyiuk47me81qbrsqao1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VeUHhcK0jdE/TyoRcvVNO2I/AAAAAAAADwc/WQmoqFZrjkk/s320/tumblr_lyiuk47me81qbrsqao1_500.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-7926620935708797019?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/7926620935708797019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=7926620935708797019' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/7926620935708797019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/7926620935708797019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2012/02/things-that-make-you-go-hmmmmm-or-wtf.html' title='Things that make you go hmmmmm? or wtf? ha'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ELN1uYIHSG8/TyoQTWs5gII/AAAAAAAADv8/AA2q6UD4das/s72-c/tumblr_ltf6liogvh1ql3riuo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-486671736557729902</id><published>2012-01-30T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T22:40:25.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some catching up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Im starting to think Im losing My mind. &amp;nbsp;Well only the part that can forgive people and give them a break once in a while. Oh wait that suppossed to be your heart isnt it? too bad dont have one. Well I do. Its just black and sooty. I had a bad week last week. Everyone close to me was hurting My little feelings. No one seemed to get it that I needed some xtra attention. I needed. Yeah..I needed. Oh well. The other day I cried. But you know what? Fuck that day. Thats why God makes other days. Im feeling back to My old Evil self. And thats the way I like it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I forgot to mention that when slutboy and I were together, well I tormented him. I mean in a hurtful way. One that got him deep down where it counts. Inside his man ego head. I kept getting on top of him after teasing him, and putting My pussy lips right on his cock and saying in a boo boo kitty voice * awee come on baby dont you want to fuck Me?* he groaned and said in a voice with pain. *No Mistress* I would sound all butt hurt..well why..dont you like Me? &amp;nbsp;he would groan and sound so sad..yes Mistress I do I do! but im not allowed to have sex with you. that isnt why you have me. you have me to be your cuckbitch. I would smile all evil and say thats right. And dont you dare answer any other way. I liked that he was torn. I like to hurt him deep down in his psyche. That kind of pain doesnt go away. for a long time. Not like the way his cock started to feel better after a few days. I slapped it and yanked on it pretty damn hard. we were laying in bed next to each other and I said if it hurts just kiss me. I kept slapping and hitting his cock, and let me tell you, I dont know if I have ever had a more hotter kissing make out session. He kissed me A LOT. ha. I liked it. Too much.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I hung out with a friend from work on friday. He is gay, My age, sort of into bdsm. We have shared some thoughts and ideas on the subject. He doesnt know about slutboy. yet. Takes me a while to trust someone like that. he knows I want to dominate a man and I know he is a bottom. Just not into women. ha. Makes the perfect friend for me. He also works for the same company as me but at different locations. He is into holistic medicine and also into the supernatural a bit. On friday morning we went to a all natural foods store here. He was helping me pick out some herbs and spices to help with some issues I have been having. We also had lunch at a vegetarian resturant. Not my cup of tea but it was an interesting experience to hang out with him. then we both had to go to work until six pm. After that I had invited him over to my home to read my tarot cards. I beleive in some of that stuff and some of it I dont. He used the animal medicine card ones. He really got into it. He closed his eyes after he layed out the card and it was like he was channeling someone else through him. Everything was going good till he came to a card about my past..and this card came up.Its a card that means secrets. I was like great all my dominatrix secrets are gonna come out. He told me three secrets from my child hood and they were pretty much dead on right even the ages. It totally fucking freaked me out. So much so that I had to turn the card over. I said how did you know that and he said you told me. I so the hell I did. ha I take things so literal. he said no you told me while I dealt the card. your spirit did. he wants to read me again in a month. I will think about it. I will need to have some whiskey on hand.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-artkOSZu-4E/TyeKHc2ZhuI/AAAAAAAADv0/VnTMUO5xCYM/s1600/lynx.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-artkOSZu-4E/TyeKHc2ZhuI/AAAAAAAADv0/VnTMUO5xCYM/s320/lynx.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This card means secrets.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was so shaken up I turned the card over. I still actually dont like looking at this picture even now for some reason. at least my future looked good..ha empty but he said I was going to fill it. Yes and empty future with lots of questions thats how he put it. He has no idea that in the next couple of years I will seriously be considering to move out by myself and 100&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;% explore a femdomme marriage. I think about it all the time. Its a scary thought but one I cant push away. So yes Im a walking box of secrets. He wants to do another reading in like a month. I might have to have some whiskey on hand by then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: yellow; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am still taking a class its disease processes. Its both gross and boring at the same time. I have to learn how to use power point so I can do a presentation on&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Autism in february. I have worked with children for a long time and have seen so many cases of this its really sc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;ary and the numbers are increasing. Just glad I was able to pick a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;topic that I am interested in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;One last thing about extreme restraints. I ordered a few things to finish out my gift certificate. I ordered this for slutboy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was going to order&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;an inflatable butt plug but he deserves a dildo. Its more like a cock. I cant wait to hurt him with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kkq0A3Ous2k/TycAPYT7mLI/AAAAAAAADvU/w6DA7ev9rAQ/s1600/AAAACxpaghoAAAAAAYu69w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kkq0A3Ous2k/TycAPYT7mLI/AAAAAAAADvU/w6DA7ev9rAQ/s1600/AAAACxpaghoAAAAAAYu69w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I also ordered some nipple suckers, My nipples like a lot of attention and when a sluts mouth is down on my clit I want My nipples having attention also.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HggBi-wnUNQ/TycAjhxCA9I/AAAAAAAADvk/e-cIKVDLcmE/s1600/imagessss.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HggBi-wnUNQ/TycAjhxCA9I/AAAAAAAADvk/e-cIKVDLcmE/s1600/imagessss.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I just hope they work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now isnt this a hot pic?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dqjn2URoxag/TycAuQEgNPI/AAAAAAAADvs/ClJMIup_6_A/s1600/alex-cumming-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dqjn2URoxag/TycAuQEgNPI/AAAAAAAADvs/ClJMIup_6_A/s320/alex-cumming-2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;P.s. sorry this post is kind of messed up. trying to type in a college library and I swear to God people are so fucking nosey and they must smell sex typing. LEAVE ME ALONE.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-486671736557729902?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/486671736557729902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=486671736557729902' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/486671736557729902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/486671736557729902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2012/01/some-catching-up.html' title='Some catching up'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-artkOSZu-4E/TyeKHc2ZhuI/AAAAAAAADv0/VnTMUO5xCYM/s72-c/lynx.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-895209541148866403</id><published>2012-01-30T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T12:13:31.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extreme Restraints has NO customer service.dont use them</title><content type='html'>Hi all. I received a gift certificate from slut boy for&amp;nbsp;Christmas&amp;nbsp;from extreme restraints. I used a small part of that certificate and ordered a new strap on dildo, one that had balls. I loved the product. What I&amp;nbsp;don't&amp;nbsp;love is the customer service I received..or rather&amp;nbsp;didn't&amp;nbsp;receive. I went back to use the rest of my certificate and got the message that the cert was no longer valid. I was like what? So I tried several things before contacting their customer service. I was told to try it again. I DID. I was asked who gave you the cert? Wow ok..so much for privacy. I told them that also. Now bear in mind I was trying to order something that would have been delivered right before our last visit together. But no. Two weeks later and I am just now able to use the certificate. They blamed it on an internal&amp;nbsp;technical&amp;nbsp;issue. Ok fine. Just say sorry for your trouble and hey how about a 20% discount? No none of that. I would go two or three days and not hear anything. I would have to write another email to get any questions answered. I ended up talking to three different people. They didnt get back to me in a timely fashion and their whole attitude was. *Oh well* Well guess what. Oh well doesnt cut it. I will never use them again and I hope you dont either.&lt;br /&gt;Ok got that rant off My chest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-895209541148866403?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/895209541148866403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=895209541148866403' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/895209541148866403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/895209541148866403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2012/01/extreme-restraints-has-no-customer.html' title='Extreme Restraints has NO customer service.dont use them'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-4037618005796287641</id><published>2012-01-18T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T11:07:58.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend with slutboy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;WE did have an awesome time. I showed up at the hotel a little stressed. My car sounded like an airplane on the way there. Come to find out its nothing too major. Thank you God. So had a little stress from that but &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I was greeted with a nice glass of wine and slut boy hanging up My jacket and begging Me to allow him to touch Me. I promptly said NO. ha. I do love to fuck with him. We had some wine, caught up with each other. I had him take off My boots so he could worship My pink toesies. They like attention too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I just took this pic today. I ended up taking a few pics this weekend..but I was a little busy. Perhaps I need a photo guy in the room with us..um mm No. But when I showed up to the room. I had some leggings on and &amp;nbsp;boots.. I made sure My feet were bare so slut boy could start his foot worship. I had him lay on his back and I shoved my feet into his mouth and over his face as well. He is pretty good at worshiping them and making sure they get the attention they deserve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gAH66t0OOiw/TxcPr-pJWJI/AAAAAAAADqQ/Z8RgV5lcezs/s1600/phototees.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gAH66t0OOiw/TxcPr-pJWJI/AAAAAAAADqQ/Z8RgV5lcezs/s320/phototees.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After some foot worship I had him kneel and kiss my legs.. I had him get close to my pussy. I was still fully clothed at this time. I had him sniffing my panties thru my leggings. I told him he had some clean up to do. I &amp;nbsp;had him strip and he had his cock cage on from when I first got there. Unfortunately he couldn't keep it on long it has been pinching his balls and I really don't want his cock falling off. I like to hurt My toys but not totally break them&lt;i&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;I then put on some lingerie. Something short slinky and black. With a red bra with nipples &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; that poked thru&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EG2uLbRE3zc/Tt0f48iJklI/AAAAAAAADF8/ay2xH4rokyg/s1600/securedownload.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EG2uLbRE3zc/Tt0f48iJklI/AAAAAAAADF8/ay2xH4rokyg/s320/securedownload.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had him worship My thigh high covered legs and then after some begging I told him to remove my panties and he worshipped My pussy until I had an orgasm. I took a little break. Had &amp;nbsp;a little more wine. Then I was ready for another orgasm. This time I had the big cock that I used for a strap on, I had that shoved into My pussy and told him to kneel next to me on the bed and to suck on My nipples. I was talking about having a real man fuck me and that he could never please me, that this is the only way he could even come close to giving me some pleasure. I'm not sure what all I said, its the heat of the moment for sure but my mouth does get carried away. I had him also jerk his worthless cock while he sucked on my nipples I told him keep jerking it that's what you will do in front of me and the bull, I will show him what an animal you are and how you perform like this how you have to jerk your nasty cock and how you have to stop and get no release how real men wouldn't put up with that..how only nasty cuckbitches do these kinds of things..Im pretty sure that's when I screamed *Fuck ME* and obviously I wasn't talking to him. I was talking to the imaginary real man in my head. I grabbed onto him though and bit his arm by accident. Good thing I didn't leave a big mark. Gotta watch that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Took a break after that and got out my strap on. Don't you love the balls? its 7 inches long I think. and STIFF&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_lYB5urvNd0/TxcFauSHV2I/AAAAAAAADpw/jyfbEFP-Qrc/s1600/photobllll.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_lYB5urvNd0/TxcFauSHV2I/AAAAAAAADpw/jyfbEFP-Qrc/s320/photobllll.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I had slutboy worship it with his mouth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J8O0SGFeHAo/TxcE7PU1cjI/AAAAAAAADpo/1C_qUfV3HSE/s1600/photowhhsskk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J8O0SGFeHAo/TxcE7PU1cjI/AAAAAAAADpo/1C_qUfV3HSE/s320/photowhhsskk.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rt222TWVeC8/TxcFr-eVkaI/AAAAAAAADp4/Bp4f38G4dog/s1600/photosukkkk.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rt222TWVeC8/TxcFr-eVkaI/AAAAAAAADp4/Bp4f38G4dog/s320/photosukkkk.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and would have fucked his ass right there and then but realized we had dinner reservations in about an hour and I needed to freshen up and so did he. he smelled like pussy/ass and cum. not presentable ha. So we both freshened up, showered..etc. I put on My thigh highs, dress and boots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uH9kRXPSg9E/TxIN3D9AkbI/AAAAAAAADlU/wg64JVyMiJA/s1600/photobbbyyy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uH9kRXPSg9E/TxIN3D9AkbI/AAAAAAAADlU/wg64JVyMiJA/s320/photobbbyyy.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;. he put on his plug&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E1vSoUCAFVo/TxcMGo6_27I/AAAAAAAADqA/EirKWYkhdUI/s1600/photopg.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E1vSoUCAFVo/TxcMGo6_27I/AAAAAAAADqA/EirKWYkhdUI/s320/photopg.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;. mm mm that was so damn hot. sitting across at dinner knowing he was plugged up like the whore he is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9V7xDFOxWXo/TxcOC9x6-II/AAAAAAAADqI/BwistjUwlDM/s1600/securedownloaddnnn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9V7xDFOxWXo/TxcOC9x6-II/AAAAAAAADqI/BwistjUwlDM/s320/securedownloaddnnn.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had an awesome time at dinner. We had good food, I had a wine flight that was out of this world. Good company and a dirty whore sitting across from me. what more could a woman want. oh wait I know. all of this everyday of her life. But I'm greedy like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When we got back to the hotel I was in a mood to rape slut boys ass. I put on the strap on and lubed his tight cock hole up. It was tight let me tell you. I first had him against the wall. (I swear to god I saw this in a movie and it worked!) well it didn't work..I couldn't get the traction or height that I needed. Pissed Me off. So I had him lay on his stomach on the end of the bed and I came at him like that from behind. Now I'm going to say up front I was rough on slut boy. This was a new strap on and bigger and FIRMER than the one I usually use. I pretty much plowed into him and he howled and writhed in pain on the bed. I will also admit I like hurting him. I didn't want to take it easy. I was plowing and trying to go deep and he was giving out these animal growls and he finally asked if we could stop and take a break. So being the bitch that I am I said fine then we are done. I took it off had him go wash it and put it away. The whole time he is feeling bad and begging me to let him try again. He doesn't want to disappoint me. To me a break is the same as telling me no. I don't like it. So then being the bitch that I am I decided to hurt him more. I told him to go put on that black sheath that goes over his cock and I was going to attempt to straddle him and fuck him like that. Humiliating him even more by telling him I don't even want his cock being allowed to feel any of me. That wearing that sheath is the only way he could be inside me. &amp;nbsp;so he tried to put it on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l3Qm7K1b_ig/TxXYmAIjDmI/AAAAAAAADos/5DLq5hl52Pg/s1600/bkk.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l3Qm7K1b_ig/TxXYmAIjDmI/AAAAAAAADos/5DLq5hl52Pg/s320/bkk.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It didn't work. Failure. Pissed off Mistress. So whats a girl to do? oh wait I know. Start slapping the hell out of his cock. I had him lay on the bed and I proceeded to wail on his cock. I told him to kiss me if it hurt. wow we really had some hot and heavy kissing. I kept slapping it and distracting him by kissing him and biting his lip/tongue. I really liked this game. It seemed to soothe the savage beast inside me. My pussy got wet and I had him bring me the strap on dildo and I used it on my pussy. I came a couple more times and then I had him kneel by the side of the bed and jerk his nasty 32 day no cumming beat up cock off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then we went to bed to sleep. I woke up around 430 am and yanked on his cock some more and had him worship My asshole till I went back to sleep. I was relaxed then. And he had to roll over with a hard achy cock. MMmmm thats fair to me. I don't remember all of what happened the next day but I do know he took that strap on again.. I went a little slower but still got what I wanted. His cock was hard while I fucked his ass. I had him stroke his cock while I fucked his ass, he was allowed to cum that way.Its good training for him to cum with a cock buried deep in his asshole.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-4037618005796287641?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/4037618005796287641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=4037618005796287641' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/4037618005796287641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/4037618005796287641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2012/01/weekend-with-slutboy.html' title='Weekend with slutboy'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gAH66t0OOiw/TxcPr-pJWJI/AAAAAAAADqQ/Z8RgV5lcezs/s72-c/phototees.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-6316672157531063231</id><published>2012-01-18T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T06:41:30.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Games</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love those games where he just won't win. ha. I am hoping to have some time either today or tomorrow to write on My blog about the past weekend I spent with the slutboy. I had a really good time and I need to write down My thoughts pretty soon. But just like everyone else life keeps happening around Me. My semester of school started yesterday. I have a class on tuesdays from 8am-12. Yippie. My ass was sore yesterday. Need a slut boy on standby at my desk for some licking. Might get kicked out. Its a four unit class all about diseases. Yummy. I have to write four medical research papers for this class so Im sure my nose will be permanently stuck in a book soon. Will write more later. Oh yeah by the way that black sheath was a failure. It wouldnt stay on at all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZTh4DpYQPpA/TxbaDMPQZWI/AAAAAAAADpU/YBMtlj9yDq0/s1600/tumblr_lxzvdvPbAG1r8ukhqo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="312" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZTh4DpYQPpA/TxbaDMPQZWI/AAAAAAAADpU/YBMtlj9yDq0/s320/tumblr_lxzvdvPbAG1r8ukhqo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-6316672157531063231?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/6316672157531063231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=6316672157531063231' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/6316672157531063231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/6316672157531063231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2012/01/games.html' title='Games'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZTh4DpYQPpA/TxbaDMPQZWI/AAAAAAAADpU/YBMtlj9yDq0/s72-c/tumblr_lxzvdvPbAG1r8ukhqo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-2578766605059245133</id><published>2012-01-14T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T17:33:15.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My dinner date last night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dont we make a cute couple? ha ..him plugged and Me booted.. you never know what is under someones clothing..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uH9kRXPSg9E/TxIN3D9AkbI/AAAAAAAADlU/wg64JVyMiJA/s1600/photobbbyyy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uH9kRXPSg9E/TxIN3D9AkbI/AAAAAAAADlU/wg64JVyMiJA/s320/photobbbyyy.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aGFKBQohiLY/TxIN5rZ_9RI/AAAAAAAADlc/Lb_G5UNNSlM/s1600/photonnbbb.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aGFKBQohiLY/TxIN5rZ_9RI/AAAAAAAADlc/Lb_G5UNNSlM/s320/photonnbbb.JPG" width="195" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v3JGp2fKv3Q/TxIN75DJkPI/AAAAAAAADlk/wveEzKKYdc8/s1600/photodd.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v3JGp2fKv3Q/TxIN75DJkPI/AAAAAAAADlk/wveEzKKYdc8/s320/photodd.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IjyRVcYn-Tw/TxIN9K0En2I/AAAAAAAADls/13dlQXGGcyQ/s1600/photopppp.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IjyRVcYn-Tw/TxIN9K0En2I/AAAAAAAADls/13dlQXGGcyQ/s320/photopppp.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-2578766605059245133?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/2578766605059245133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=2578766605059245133' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/2578766605059245133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/2578766605059245133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-dinner-date-last-night.html' title='My dinner date last night'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uH9kRXPSg9E/TxIN3D9AkbI/AAAAAAAADlU/wg64JVyMiJA/s72-c/photobbbyyy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-6785806649233114706</id><published>2012-01-10T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T12:32:55.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother load of Bulls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rcvl7tf8CMw/TwygXxl7x9I/AAAAAAAADiY/mLZKUv-oGMk/s1600/5Nb5Ge5M83K13G63J8c1a950ebdc8d66a1c58.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rcvl7tf8CMw/TwygXxl7x9I/AAAAAAAADiY/mLZKUv-oGMk/s1600/5Nb5Ge5M83K13G63J8c1a950ebdc8d66a1c58.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well as most of you know, I have been looking for a bull to help humiliate slutboy. Its been a hard road..one guy tried to *force* me to suck his cock in his damn truck no less.. wow nice to meet you too. I went on a date with one super nice guy but it just wasnt able to work out he lived in oregon.. I have had conversations with a few others ..but they havent really gotten it. Or they just want to take over or just interested in me. Well its a package deal so sorry about your luck. So thanks to Diane for &amp;nbsp;helping direct Me to craigs list. I posted an ad looking for a bull today, that was an hour ago ..so far I have had 55 replies. Holy hell batman. Now granted some I will have to weed out. but honestly there are about 15 promising not asshole type of responses. rubs My hands together.. Im excited. I have been frustrated wondering..hey what is the deal? Surely to hell there is a guy out there that is interested in fucking a woman.. getting off and getting the hell out? well it has been a lot harder than I ever thought it would be to find a bull. But today the gates of cuckolding have opened up.. I will let you know if any leads work out. Off to get ready for work.. had my tooth worked on yesterday..that has taken some of my domme mojo out of me. nothing like being in pain to keep your mind off of well tormenting your slut. Im hoping by friday the pain is gone and replaced by orgasm after orgasm..cause..well thats what I deserve.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;have a great tuesday.. Im having a bullicious one..heh heh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ps..that picture came from one of the guys applying..ha&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-6785806649233114706?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/6785806649233114706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=6785806649233114706' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/6785806649233114706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/6785806649233114706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2012/01/mother-load-of-bulls.html' title='Mother load of Bulls'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rcvl7tf8CMw/TwygXxl7x9I/AAAAAAAADiY/mLZKUv-oGMk/s72-c/5Nb5Ge5M83K13G63J8c1a950ebdc8d66a1c58.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-5888638606456558019</id><published>2012-01-07T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T13:09:23.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tie/lock that stuff UP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love these pics!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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And as of that day, thats how long it will have been since he has been allowed to cum. That will be a total of 32 days. I am pretty sure the longest he has gone is about 20 days. This wasnt really planned. I let him cum on his knees Dec 12th and after that I had granted him his monthly sex time with his wife. Well that didnt work out. I even gave him an extension. ha extension. yeah he needs one. That didnt work out either. sorry bout your luck slutboy. So then we had a bit off a tiff if you can call it that. And who is interested in tormenting the other when you are arguing..or have butt hurt feelings. Not ME. yes the brain is a very powerful organ. So is the heart. I had school finals..the damn family holidays. December was a bitch of a month. So then today I was looking back at some messages ..trying to get a handle on when was the last time he came. and wow its been a while. Now Im going to start torturing him this week. with nasty emails..pictures..phone conversations.. and I will have him get on his knees to jerk his worthless cock to get right to the edge then stop. I will tell him what exactly he is to think about while he does that too. Im sure it wont take him long to get to the stopping point. By next friday Im sure his cock will be throbbing and twitching in his pants. Im hoping when I walk thru that hotel room door that when I shove him up against the wall he doesnt do this.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qHXGYYBc5HA/TwXUurtluqI/AAAAAAAADfk/Guu4mMkeZdI/s1600/tumblr_lju0i8FMBP1qhy87do1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="247" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qHXGYYBc5HA/TwXUurtluqI/AAAAAAAADfk/Guu4mMkeZdI/s320/tumblr_lju0i8FMBP1qhy87do1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;But who knows. I imagine it will all depend on what I whisper in his ear. Im making sure he brings the black sheath this time. He forgot last time to add it to the toy bag. Im going to make him take me to dinner with his ass plugged and his cock locked up also.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Im going to be making him admit to me what he is. he is a two holed slut . to be used however I see fit. Im going to fuck his ass with the new strap on I ordered with the generous gift certificate he gave me for christmas. awee arent you glad I got something for both of us honey? smirk&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Im going to hurt him with that. Its pretty big and very realistic. he is going to be sucking on a dildo while I fuck his ass. thats what two holed sluts do. they keep both of their holes busy and please others. he has also ordered a new cock cage. I think its called the queens something. he had to take measurements when his cock was soft. guess I couldnt help him with that.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;the other cock cage..Ithink its a cb3000.. it isnt so good for long time use. it starts to pinch his balls and not in a good way..Im all about him being uncomfortable for me..but I dont want permanent damage done to the toys I play with. I dont think this will arrive in time for our next play date..but thats ok. I have other ways to hurt him. and he can certainly wear that other cockcage for the duration of us going out to dinner. he deserves to be locked up.so Im excited about next week. I feel nasty and evil. Ahhhh back to My old self. wink&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-9111807627897141441?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/9111807627897141441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=9111807627897141441' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/9111807627897141441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/9111807627897141441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2012/01/32-days.html' title='32 days!'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qHXGYYBc5HA/TwXUurtluqI/AAAAAAAADfk/Guu4mMkeZdI/s72-c/tumblr_lju0i8FMBP1qhy87do1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-4019165124086734956</id><published>2012-01-05T08:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T08:40:47.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A deleted scene from The Bachelorett</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3jPasqiQpsU/TwXSiwao-NI/AAAAAAAADfY/YAgkBJoARvU/s1600/tumblr_loykb9qKkg1qm3iu8o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3jPasqiQpsU/TwXSiwao-NI/AAAAAAAADfY/YAgkBJoARvU/s320/tumblr_loykb9qKkg1qm3iu8o1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-4019165124086734956?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/4019165124086734956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=4019165124086734956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/4019165124086734956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/4019165124086734956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2012/01/deleted-scene-from-bachelorett.html' title='A deleted scene from The Bachelorett'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3jPasqiQpsU/TwXSiwao-NI/AAAAAAAADfY/YAgkBJoARvU/s72-c/tumblr_loykb9qKkg1qm3iu8o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-4229362749408738353</id><published>2012-01-04T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T06:50:41.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Necessity is the mother of invention.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Holy hell. Surely to goodness a woman must have invented this. A cock cage WITH a dildo on the end so at least the Woman could enjoy a fake cock. you know for those times when you cant seem to find a real Man.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nRMimJq_Lj0/TwRmh_EdE6I/AAAAAAAADcY/RQAy4NSLApU/s1600/tumblr_lx999cm2EI1r44tsuo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nRMimJq_Lj0/TwRmh_EdE6I/AAAAAAAADcY/RQAy4NSLApU/s1600/tumblr_lx999cm2EI1r44tsuo1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;And this one? awee honey does your neck hurt from licking my pussy so long. First of all I dont give a fuck. ha ha. Second of all.. look someone invented a chair so you can go hours on hours to give Me oral pleasure. Not sure a woman invented this one. Most likely the slut that had some pain in his neck and shoulders. hey be glad you are lucky enough to be allowed this honor. But seriously..cool chair.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m_wvFBo9VOc/TwRnPMV1v9I/AAAAAAAADck/PTuNrPGktDk/s1600/tumblr_lx818rmamu1r3r30ko1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m_wvFBo9VOc/TwRnPMV1v9I/AAAAAAAADck/PTuNrPGktDk/s320/tumblr_lx818rmamu1r3r30ko1_400.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-4229362749408738353?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/4229362749408738353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=4229362749408738353' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/4229362749408738353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/4229362749408738353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2012/01/necessity-is-mother-of-invention.html' title='Necessity is the mother of invention.'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nRMimJq_Lj0/TwRmh_EdE6I/AAAAAAAADcY/RQAy4NSLApU/s72-c/tumblr_lx999cm2EI1r44tsuo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-5779252552259768223</id><published>2012-01-03T16:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T16:26:26.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Private vs Public</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I think&amp;nbsp;I'm&amp;nbsp;getting over the holiday blues.. and what better way to celebrate than to write a nasty post on My blog. Thanks again for the sweet words of encouragements and uplifting emails. So this post is about private versus public humiliation/bdsm/ using your slave. I'm wondering which most of you prefer and&amp;nbsp;wouldn't&amp;nbsp;mind hearing some stories. Might even get some useful ideas. Wiggles My evil eyebrows.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I will start with some public activities I have been involved in. Personally I prefer private play. I&amp;nbsp;don't&amp;nbsp;wish to offend vanilla families and or children. We all&amp;nbsp;definitely&amp;nbsp;have to be aware of and respect those around us. But some sometimes some subtle hints and reminders of the slaves place can &amp;nbsp;heat up My pussy. I have on two&amp;nbsp;separate&amp;nbsp;occasions with two separate subs do this to Me. I&amp;nbsp;didn't&amp;nbsp;like it.. Number one reason it&amp;nbsp;wasn't&amp;nbsp;My idea (ha control freak that I am) and two quite frankly it embarrassed Me. Once in San&amp;nbsp;Francisco&amp;nbsp; one sub got on his knees in the middle of &amp;nbsp;Pier 39, which for those of you who don't know, is a really neat place with shopping, dining and great views of the bay..anyway we were there during the middle of the day for lunch or something..he was in town for business &amp;nbsp;and we were staying at a hotel there. We had finished lunch and was walking around doing a little shopping. We had had some wine to drink with lunch. Not sure if that added to what happened. But he got on his knees and grabbed My hand I was like wtf? he said something like I want to be yours forever ..or I love you.. I&amp;nbsp;don't&amp;nbsp;remember. but he got on both knees and I was like get up. I swear people were looking at him like oh he is proposing. Um no he is a man on his knees where he belongs. The other guy did the same thing but at night in a courtyard by a&amp;nbsp;restaurant, we were sitting at a fountain and he got on his knees and told me *Im yours to do with what you want* that&amp;nbsp;wasn't&amp;nbsp;too bad..there&amp;nbsp;weren't&amp;nbsp;very many people around. I still felt uncomfortable. Now that could also be chalked up to public display of affection. Im ok with that. just&amp;nbsp;don't&amp;nbsp;molest me until someone yells *hey get a room*. &amp;nbsp;I have also humiliated a slut after having dinner and the waitress came by with the check and he took out his wallet..I yanked the check away and said what are you doing? you know you&amp;nbsp;aren't&amp;nbsp;allowed to carry money. his face turned very red. It was something he liked and I liked at the time. I have made my slave call me Ma'am the whole date .. I had one guy go into the bathroom and jerk off into a small cup and he came out and had to use that for salad dressing on his salad..he was made to tell the waitress when it came time to order that no thank you I brought my own dressing. he was reallyyyyy embarrassed. From having to say that and from jerking off inside a restroom. I also gave him a pair of my panties that I had worn all day to smell while he did it. This last one borders on the public side I guess. Even though it didnt go public. I had met my slut in las vegas we fooled around had some play time. Then I talked about going down to play at the slots. I do like poker and to gamble occassionally. I know its not everyones thing. But when you are the Mistress who cares. your thing should be their thing. he wasnt interested. Probably because he had just came while on his knees after I had fucked his ass and sat on his face.. he was a bit whiny about it. So I was irratated. I said ok. lets play a game. wow what do you know he perked right up. I said lay down on the bed on your stomach. oh boy he obliged right away. we were in a suite and this bed had posts on it. I tied him up spread eagle. with rope on his feet and handcuffs on his hands. I lubricated my finger and pushed it into his ass.. he was getting excited. I played around with him. then I shoved a dildo into his ass. he was getting hard again. imagine that. suddenly he is interested in doing something with me. I took out My lipstick and wrote on his back. *fuck my ass* I told him what I was writing. Then I got up off the bed and started getting dressed where he could see me. he said what are you doing. I said Im going downstairs to go gamble for a couple of hours. And while Im gone Im putting the&amp;nbsp;housekeeping&amp;nbsp;required sign out. Now it was after checkout time so they could be coming. we were staying a couple days. And usually the first day we wouldnt get housekeeping..that way all the toys could be all over the hotel. I said you better hope they are busy and dont get to you before I get back. Maybe next time you will want to go with me. Or..maybe I wont come back. I might meet some guy downstairs and go fuck his brains out. you know..like I never do with you? ..he was struggling hard then. but couldnt get loose..well he might have been able..but he would have done damage to himself or the bed. ha. nooo he yelled..seriously******* dont do this..come on.. I will go with you.. noooooo I got close to his face and said shhhhh remember this room is in your name.. your companys name to be exact.. wink. wouldnt want to smudge your corporate image now would we? Man what an evil look he gave me.. I headed out the door..I put the do not disturb sign out..but didnt tell him. I went to the front desk and told them my husband has a&amp;nbsp;migraine&amp;nbsp;and under no circumstance was he to be disturbed. I was gone about an hour. had a couple drinks.. played a bit. went back to the room..jiggled my keys..knocked on the door and in my best&amp;nbsp;Hispanic&amp;nbsp;voice (hey not being racist.. just didnt want to sound like me) said *housekeeping!!* jeez&amp;nbsp;Louise&amp;nbsp; I thought he became an instant&amp;nbsp;gymnast..trying to get off that bed twisting and jerking.. ha..then he saw it was me. he was mad for a bit. &amp;nbsp;I have dropped a fork or two or three off the table on purpose to get the slut to get on his knees for me. I have had him wear his cock cage to lunch dates.. Im hoping soon to have him do that and wear his butt plug to a dinner. I think he should be locked and plugged when not in use. &amp;nbsp;I keep searching my brain for any more public acts.. I seem pretty tame. ha. once at a sluts home I had him after driving me home to his house I had him put his hands behind his head like a prisoner and walk to the door that way. Im sure no one saw. it was hot for me though.Once when we ordered room service I told the slut to tell them we would only need one silverware setting..even thought we ordered two dinners.. I had brought a doggie dish for him to eat out of. .. I could tell it was hard for him to say this on the phone. for the most part Im a private playing person. I can focus better that way. I am mindful of others and really only want to embarrass the slut no one else.There is also an event I would like to attend. a friend of mine at work goes to&amp;nbsp;occasionally&amp;nbsp;and he has said I could come with him.. he is a gay guy.. and I know we would have fun..because we get along really good...Its called the Folsom Street Fair in San Francisco and its an annual BDSM and leather subculture even held on the last sunday in&amp;nbsp;September.&amp;nbsp;Supposedly&amp;nbsp;from the pics I have seen..there are lots of naked men..with get this..THEIR COCKS OUT.. omg.. and men in bondage.. people getting it on in the alleys..women with men on leashes..men with men on leashes..ha.. I am afraid I will yank on one of those cocks and get into trouble.. hey if its hanging out..Im grabbing it..ohhh a candy store.. I might not ever come back home.. ha. I have been told by my gay friend and by my slutboy..that I will get into trouble for yanking on other peoples property..well then they should cover that stuff up then..ha&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wouldnt mind watching someone speaking..teaching..training others..to have me sitting in the crowd and have him have been told to do&amp;nbsp;something&amp;nbsp;for me..like keep one hand behind his back at all times.. something he would know I would see. I would like for the slave to have to ask me to use the bathroom when out.. not everyday..but set days say..hey today you have to ask me everything..even in front of others... what about you all? any public things that you do that make you both smoking hot?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;some public pics to enjoy..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OtAD7sCojc4/TwOXzhn9jMI/AAAAAAAADbI/bWK2ZSbeBWQ/s1600/tumblr_lx83cnTATe1r0ce4to1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OtAD7sCojc4/TwOXzhn9jMI/AAAAAAAADbI/bWK2ZSbeBWQ/s320/tumblr_lx83cnTATe1r0ce4to1_500.png" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VB4siduUnOE/TwOX3AhJ0jI/AAAAAAAADbQ/aWmWfNJW9q4/s1600/ezberroad13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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He is humiliated..She gets a dirty show..(mmm the best kind) and his nasty slave balls are emptied. Im sitting here this morning having some coffee and looking at porn.ahhh what a way to start the day. Im actually looking for specific porn. Im working on a blog post about public vs private domination. I know some people are really into the public display of their power and yes affection..and some prefer to keep it in the bedroom.. and some a little of both. Im looking for some pics to go with that post..see yes its all research I tell ya! Not my fault I came across this really cool yoga boy pic.. ha. hope your Tuesday is great!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-6326745257284469791?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/6326745257284469791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=6326745257284469791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/6326745257284469791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/6326745257284469791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2012/01/that-takes-talent.html' title='That takes talent'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--qGc6FtgW2U/TwMSr_8RvVI/AAAAAAAADao/BkAeG0c4GVE/s72-c/tumblr_lx87stQXHB1qaz8fmo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-5209072984185792905</id><published>2012-01-02T15:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T15:49:16.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What shall we watch on tv darling?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NEPsNm0AYFE/TwJCU5GkqsI/AAAAAAAADYg/dB7tUDbV4t8/s1600/tumblr_lwdj7tRkA01r6jzyjo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NEPsNm0AYFE/TwJCU5GkqsI/AAAAAAAADYg/dB7tUDbV4t8/s320/tumblr_lwdj7tRkA01r6jzyjo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh not sure? ok we can decide later.. and how about dinner? what would you like honey?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Hxs5zyg36E/TwJCWdXWCDI/AAAAAAAADYo/SwzUv-v9alg/s1600/tumblr_lwmva6otyo1qmc0slo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Hxs5zyg36E/TwJCWdXWCDI/AAAAAAAADYo/SwzUv-v9alg/s320/tumblr_lwmva6otyo1qmc0slo1_500.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-5209072984185792905?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/5209072984185792905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=5209072984185792905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/5209072984185792905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/5209072984185792905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-shall-we-watch-on-tv-darling.html' title='What shall we watch on tv darling?'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NEPsNm0AYFE/TwJCU5GkqsI/AAAAAAAADYg/dB7tUDbV4t8/s72-c/tumblr_lwdj7tRkA01r6jzyjo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-401974068176267368</id><published>2012-01-01T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T08:37:23.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New years</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Happy New years to all My blogger friends! Hope this year is an awesome one..and its up to each one of us to make it that way! I have kind of been on down time lately.. passed both of my finals. and got that out of my hair. was kind of drained .so after that and the Holidays..well I just have been doing some mindless things.. playing poker online.. playing games online.. looking at porn..organizing my home office..just chillin. I have has some emotional stuff going on. been kind of feeling blue and down in the dumps. seems like everyone around me all I do is piss them off or hurt their feelings. I have felt kind of lost but hey dont worry about me..I will make sure everyone else is perfect and happy.. sometimes I just need to hear that someone is there for me.. guess thats the hardest thing for people to put out there. I will give you a clue about us difficult folk.. sometimes when we push the hardest.. we really just need someone. And Im thankful I found someone that listened this weekend. . Even when the dragon is breathing out fire..they are looking through the smoke to see who is not afraid to stay ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XBPOP4ohfbw/TwCLWMJYabI/AAAAAAAADXw/gOUJTYaoLqs/s1600/tumblr_lr5zczII8G1r14qn5o1_1280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="170" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XBPOP4ohfbw/TwCLWMJYabI/AAAAAAAADXw/gOUJTYaoLqs/s320/tumblr_lr5zczII8G1r14qn5o1_1280.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;. So Im picking Myself up by the boot straps and pasting a smile on my face and moving on. I know Im worth it even if no one else does. oh man I saw that girl with the dragon tattoo movie.. it was good..very harsh and some startling rape scenes ..but the story was good. I hadnt read the book like everyone else I have talked to..but I cant imagine the book being much better..but it always it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I rung in the new years pretty much by myself .. watching bridesmaids..that is another raunchy movie. funny one though. I needed a good laugh. and I got it. A day without laughter is a wasted day.. thats what charlie chaplin says.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;My next class doesnt start until jan 17th which is good.. I have some stuff to get done around the house and some doctor appointments to get out of the way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I had a good christmas I hope everyone else did too. Even my middle son's girlfriend was pleasant enough..see usually when she opens a gift she doesnt say thank you she just sets it aside and looks at you..well I got her some books I know she likes and a wallet and a cute makeup kit..she looks at the makeup kit and says ..yeah my aunt got me makeup this year too..I guess people are trying to tell me im not pretty enough... hmmm thats when I took another drink of wine.. keeps my mouth shut..cause what I would have said if it wasnt busy..was no..if I was trying to tell you something I would just give you a shirt that said STOP BEING SUCH A BITCH. Im subtle like that.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I dont really have any new years resolutions.. they seem to hang over your head and get impossible to achieve..but I would like to start doing things that make me happy and not do ALL &amp;nbsp;things for everyone else... I like to dance. I was talking to a personal trainer the other day on collar me and he was telling me that the best way to get good at hiphop is to take a martial art class.. I dont know man..I cant get my leg up that high..ha.. I like to paint and use mixed media to make cool art creations.. so I guess my resolution would be to do some stuff I like and to lighten up.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HI5wN-YjdAY/TwCLnuq3JGI/AAAAAAAADX8/94b8FYiwdP4/s1600/tumblr_lrffumu2eM1qzcss8o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HI5wN-YjdAY/TwCLnuq3JGI/AAAAAAAADX8/94b8FYiwdP4/s320/tumblr_lrffumu2eM1qzcss8o1_500.jpg" width="247" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I need to seriously work on finding a bull so I can have a cuckold relationship. hell so I can have some sex PERIOD.. there I said it..ha.. its freeing..just spill your guts.. oh man have you guys ever seen that site *secret regrets* people tell their secret regrets in secret.. interesting .. and sad&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;yes find a cuck.. paint more.. dance more..love more.. and try not to think of running people over with my car near as much..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thanks for being readers.... Have a great new years..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-401974068176267368?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/401974068176267368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=401974068176267368' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/401974068176267368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/401974068176267368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-years.html' title='Happy New years'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XBPOP4ohfbw/TwCLWMJYabI/AAAAAAAADXw/gOUJTYaoLqs/s72-c/tumblr_lr5zczII8G1r14qn5o1_1280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-5914322843095146971</id><published>2011-12-27T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T14:21:58.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still a Princess/Queen</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;While I may not be your typical Cinderella..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2N6XzcWVnlM/TvpEs-TOtnI/AAAAAAAADQs/7nbg2HZ-DQQ/s1600/tumblr_lw1mcvsTCC1qa8m3eo1_1280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="319" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2N6XzcWVnlM/TvpEs-TOtnI/AAAAAAAADQs/7nbg2HZ-DQQ/s320/tumblr_lw1mcvsTCC1qa8m3eo1_1280.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Does not mean..that I don't want My very own prince charming..to be My knight in shining&amp;nbsp;armor.. he just has to do a few other nasty things..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;but I want it all.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pwz5quFJErA/TvpE6lY0i9I/AAAAAAAADQ4/mV8lCS28rZU/s1600/tumblr_lsril1XDjx1qze2g4o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pwz5quFJErA/TvpE6lY0i9I/AAAAAAAADQ4/mV8lCS28rZU/s320/tumblr_lsril1XDjx1qze2g4o1_500.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-5914322843095146971?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/5914322843095146971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=5914322843095146971' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/5914322843095146971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/5914322843095146971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/12/still-princessqueen.html' title='Still a Princess/Queen'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2N6XzcWVnlM/TvpEs-TOtnI/AAAAAAAADQs/7nbg2HZ-DQQ/s72-c/tumblr_lw1mcvsTCC1qa8m3eo1_1280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-7687686335846001511</id><published>2011-12-23T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T06:58:40.434-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays and thank God I passed My finals (I think)</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Im 99.9 % sure I passed both 3 hour finals yesterday. whew..can you say I need a drink? My brain feels like its been on crack. Trying to make those brain cells that I smoked up in college work.. what was I thinking? &amp;nbsp;This one girl next to me cried almost through the entire anatomy final. I was like omg.. stop. At least I cried on the inside.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;My next class doesnt start until jan 17 thank God. I need this break. I have felt kind of like the scrooge. When all you do is study..well all you do is study. I wasnt even getting in my daily allowance of porn. Im sure My doctor wont be so happy to hear that. yep yep.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have a neighborhood christmas party to attend tonight. Not sure if I am going. they pissed me off about it already. The party was set for wed of this week. I got all ready...I was in charge of the games..cause Im twisted like that..SIT YOUR ASS DOWN YOU ARE ALL PLAYING THE DAMN GAME..CAUSE I SAID SO!!! &amp;nbsp;see you will participate or get yelled at.. just sayin.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ok so I got all ready.. packed the car with the easel for naughty christmas pictionary.. wrapped all the presents for pass the present game.. wrapped myself up in makeup and boots. loaded everyone in the car.. knocked on the door ..guess what? No one home. son of a bitch! are you kidding me. Im already stretched to the edge here.. So I called their house..left a message..see the party had be rescheduled to friday (today) but umm no one told crazy Me. Its a party with five couples that we have known each other for at least 17 yrs.. and apparently one of those neighbors was responsible for telling me and she forgot. umm I wasnt happy. I know Im old fashioned..or am I just old? anyways..if you are the hostess..umm shouldnt YOU do the damn calling? or following up? so now the freaking party has left a bad taste in my mouth. I could have used that precious running around time doing what ?? oh yeah studying..and Now the hostess left me some long ass message telling me I need to go out and buy a present because she wants to play the white elephant game..well then she can do ALL THE DAMN games.. I am either in charge or NOT of the games. did I mention I need a vacation?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;My house has gone to hell.. I just step over things..move things out of the way.. not sure..but I dont think I can open the door to the office.. I just keep shoving things in there too. oh well.. somtimes things take a back seat when you are entering crazy mode.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I came home last night after finals..it was dark and I had to smile when I pulled into my driveway..My middle son ..he is 21..he had spent the afternoon putting Christmas lights up all over the house and garage on the outside.. it was so pretty.. he knows I have been busy..and wanted to do something to make me forget about school. he is a good boy. now if he would just get rid of his bitchy girlfriend. ha. so that was nice to see.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want to say a special thanks to a special reader who noticed I was studying a lot and he has been sending me naughty..umm very naughty stories to read inbetween studying..it was a good check to make sure my clit still worked. I had my doubts.. man the mind can mess you up. so I appreciate the nasty story breaks you provided..thanks!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Today I have a few things to do on My list. first thing.. CUM.. I plan on molesting Myself ..yep I said it. Im gonna touch myself and think bad thoughts. And Im hoping for more than one time of screaming My own name out. so in a bit Im gonna surf some of my fav porn pics/vids.. stories..and then Im gonna talk myself out of my clothes.. hey Im not easy..but I can be had.. and Im gonna take care of business. Im gonna give it to me good.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;then this house is gonna get a talking to.. Im gonna straighten it out. and get it ready for christmas..I still need to hang up the stockings... and wrap a few last minute gifts.. hmm how to you wrap a picture of a tree in ugandi..that you bought said bitchy girlfriend..smirk..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;then of course its my day off..but NOOOOO I have to go into work and sign off on some dumb ass open enrollment forms that I forgot about that is due today or the world will cease to turn.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;so Im making ONE trip out of this house today to do that. then back home to decide if Im going to the neighborhood party or not. probably will.. need to practice my fake smile..for upcoming family &amp;nbsp; events.. that or stuff the ham with prozac.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Then after this weekend Im hoping to actually have a few hours here and there to Myself to write naughty things on this blog..and none of them will include anything at ALL about studying..ha. thanks for all the well wishes while I was taking these two hard classes this semester.. only 5 more classes to go..slowly but surely.. man I need a domme fix...need to sit on a nasty slutboys face and have a long ride.. ahhh a girl can dream.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Leaving some holiday and some just fun..pics for you all.. hugs and all that mushy crap!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Enjoy your Christmas and family..and anything else you celebrate!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;this first one is funny..its actually an advertising for a dog pound..in poland.. ha not all dogs are happy at christmas..hmmm that one looks happy.. 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QrdIjnaQInA/Tu9LQ4vH0CI/AAAAAAAADMY/26MHPZsKe94/s1600/tumblr_lwfkxptx741qlyzluo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QrdIjnaQInA/Tu9LQ4vH0CI/AAAAAAAADMY/26MHPZsKe94/s320/tumblr_lwfkxptx741qlyzluo1_500.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For having a bad/worse list. I already knew I wasnt on the nice side..but I was hoping there was some kind of fairness for us naughty ones.. this isnt My fav santa pic..but it is the only&amp;nbsp;one that I could find that showed &amp;nbsp;the BAD/WORSE list..see there is hope for us yet!! back to studying.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-1634558876206319377?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/1634558876206319377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=1634558876206319377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/1634558876206319377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/1634558876206319377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/12/thanks-santa.html' title='Thanks Santa'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QrdIjnaQInA/Tu9LQ4vH0CI/AAAAAAAADMY/26MHPZsKe94/s72-c/tumblr_lwfkxptx741qlyzluo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-8569464474653613556</id><published>2011-12-12T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T10:56:24.059-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pics'/><title type='text'>These two pics say it all</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Espcecially this one. he is beneath her..his mouth is for shoving things into and he had better not use that mouth for saying no. his cock belongs to her. Its for hurting.he cowers down to her dominance. he will be obedient. he will show her his devotion.and she will take whatever she wants.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rSIMO5F55_I/TuZNxRDDxbI/AAAAAAAADLE/vAidEfuK_As/s1600/tumblr_lpwnb19Cwg1qa644no1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rSIMO5F55_I/TuZNxRDDxbI/AAAAAAAADLE/vAidEfuK_As/s320/tumblr_lpwnb19Cwg1qa644no1_500.jpg" width="218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You belong to ME.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8nKEDOuq8Yg/TuZNyTxrQ8I/AAAAAAAADLM/iAR8d6ttpDU/s1600/tumblr_loaqtySwxd1qbujxso1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8nKEDOuq8Yg/TuZNyTxrQ8I/AAAAAAAADLM/iAR8d6ttpDU/s320/tumblr_loaqtySwxd1qbujxso1_500.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-8569464474653613556?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/8569464474653613556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=8569464474653613556' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/8569464474653613556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/8569464474653613556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/12/these-two-pics-say-it-all.html' title='These two pics say it all'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rSIMO5F55_I/TuZNxRDDxbI/AAAAAAAADLE/vAidEfuK_As/s72-c/tumblr_lpwnb19Cwg1qa644no1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-1998846553177524263</id><published>2011-12-12T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T10:46:38.679-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='femdom'/><title type='text'>Sometimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you have a husband that isnt interested AT ALL into you being a femdomme..no way no how..wants NO PART OF IT.. then sometimes...&amp;nbsp;this is what you want to tell them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ffyc4Swv4Z0/TuZI48o19qI/AAAAAAAADI0/DKMj1eNxyvU/s1600/tumblr_lj7ujd89Vs1qzlp97o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="234" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ffyc4Swv4Z0/TuZI48o19qI/AAAAAAAADI0/DKMj1eNxyvU/s320/tumblr_lj7ujd89Vs1qzlp97o1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I used to read all those blogs where the husbands are trying to encourage..*trick* their wives into becoming a femdomme.. and of course you cant make someone change who they are..they are either that way (and can grow with that knowledge) or they arent. thats just My opinion.. but I was all excited when I found out everything I felt when I was a teenager..had a name..and there were other people like Me.. I was beside Myself with happy/hotness thoughts. So I decided to share..and um I of course &amp;nbsp;did it all balls to the walls.. look this is what Im into and this is what I need for you to be..and do. get on your knees bitch and suck My cock. Umm *cricket..cricket* yeah..that went over like a ton of bricks. Got told No..No way..no how..no fucking way. and that I must be crazy.. but every once in a while.. I think those thoughts that are in the picture..ha.. then I do what every good wife does..open a bottle of wine..because that keeps My mouth busy.ha. its just so not right..men are out there wishing they could change their wives..and Im wishing someone would see the light..it aint ever gonna happen. we cant change people..we cant even change ourselves..and quite honestly.. who wants someone doing this just to shut us up..with that damn is this over with yet look on their face? hurry up its starting to hurt..yes honey..that means we have just started..ha..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have a final in anatomy/physiology on dec 22.. and a big test in one of them this thursday. so thats been My new past time..STUDY STUDY..and take breaks looking at porn..ha..keeps your eyes from drying out. keeps other things wet too..ha ha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I went to a bingo game this weekend..that just happens to be put on by the gaylesbian community to raise money for children. ummm inbetween time intermission bingo..we went across the street to a bar. and a clearly dyke girl tried to hit on me.. I let her buy me a drink. then I had to go to the bathroom..and she was waiting to..she said I could go into the mens room..she would watch the door..I was like oh ok..thanks..she stopped me..and said it would cost me 50bucks..I said..um no..she said ok then a kiss. I agreed to the kiss..no tongue.so yes I kissed a girl and I liked it..I think she had a sock rolled up in her jeans though.. and I got a feel from her that she would have been the one in charge..and umm..well &amp;lt;&amp;lt;this chick dont play like that. I do the bossing around ha ha.and I wanted to tell her..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XaxpStZDBjM/TuZLicB0qhI/AAAAAAAADI8/Z0oLAeUkajE/s1600/tumblr_l8hy4thRCc1qdnotlo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XaxpStZDBjM/TuZLicB0qhI/AAAAAAAADI8/Z0oLAeUkajE/s1600/tumblr_l8hy4thRCc1qdnotlo1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;...... bingo and a kiss from a girl. hot and heavy I tell ya!.. I am a wild woman.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hope everyone is doing good. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-1998846553177524263?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/1998846553177524263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=1998846553177524263' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/1998846553177524263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/1998846553177524263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/12/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ffyc4Swv4Z0/TuZI48o19qI/AAAAAAAADI0/DKMj1eNxyvU/s72-c/tumblr_lj7ujd89Vs1qzlp97o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-8935141518999982731</id><published>2011-12-09T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T12:11:59.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dont want to see your face</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qV0Wnx9F7ac/TuJrSlb1XUI/AAAAAAAADG8/qreJJSS78zg/s1600/SPL08P2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" mda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qV0Wnx9F7ac/TuJrSlb1XUI/AAAAAAAADG8/qreJJSS78zg/s320/SPL08P2.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Awee that doesnt hurt your wittle feelings does it slut? That I dont care about seeing your face. Sometimes I dont want to see those puppy dog eyes of yours. it almost makes me feel guilty for hurting you..for using you like the animal you are. I said ALMOST.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I want to use a blindfold on you. Just to objectify you a bit more. To make you suffer. Just to make Me wet. Sometimes I can think of nothing else. I dont want to see your face, perhaps I want a blindfold on your face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--4DVCx0OP5U/TuJra1q3GcI/AAAAAAAADHE/aKBCsE2kLjg/s1600/tumblr_ls4ygcCTPM1qioolvo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" mda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--4DVCx0OP5U/TuJra1q3GcI/AAAAAAAADHE/aKBCsE2kLjg/s320/tumblr_ls4ygcCTPM1qioolvo1_400.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3NClBgDo3AU/TuJrcIleStI/AAAAAAAADHM/TS8o08lC7tI/s1600/tumblr_ls2qzy96Au1qlzwgdo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" mda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3NClBgDo3AU/TuJrcIleStI/AAAAAAAADHM/TS8o08lC7tI/s320/tumblr_ls2qzy96Au1qlzwgdo1_500.jpg" width="235" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-upKalszEP3I/TuJrg5dARYI/AAAAAAAADHU/7M5qFXaxXBY/s1600/kmzcmoThkk24aldqPjKSU85ko1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" mda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-upKalszEP3I/TuJrg5dARYI/AAAAAAAADHU/7M5qFXaxXBY/s320/kmzcmoThkk24aldqPjKSU85ko1_400.jpg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;or maybe I will just shove you facedown and use you that way. A blindfold or a hood that only has a mouth opening...to allow you to be forced to lick and suck and worship anything I happen to shove into your nasty slave mouth. Each time the items will get nastier/bigger. I want you sightless and forced to suck without hesitation.. and you better be an eager&amp;nbsp; sucking bitch. If I dont think you are eager and willing.. well then perhaps a few smacks of My crop to your balls will help?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will start with some fingers being roughly shoved in and out of your mouth...some of My pussy juices will be on those fingers.. you are trained to respond to that smell/juice. your cock will be straining.Then a couple of dildos pumping in and out of your mouth to stretch your lips. This will turn Me on..your wide open...begging..eager..sucking mouth. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perhaps I will turn around and shove My ass into your face..will your hungrily try and get your mouth to My asshole? you had better if you know whats good foryou.. you better get that toungue out and start slurping My ass...you will have a raging erection while being treated this way. so pathetic.mmm that makes Me moan outloud here..I am aching today..wanting nothing more than to shove you over your desk, yank your pants down..fuck your ass until your scream for mercy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-8935141518999982731?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/8935141518999982731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=8935141518999982731' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/8935141518999982731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/8935141518999982731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-dont-want-to-see-your-face.html' title='I dont want to see your face'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qV0Wnx9F7ac/TuJrSlb1XUI/AAAAAAAADG8/qreJJSS78zg/s72-c/SPL08P2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-4368846737418777372</id><published>2011-12-04T16:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T16:37:33.340-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pics'/><title type='text'>Presentation is everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Present yourself..in one way or another..its all important. Shows Me you are ready.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UEGLdYcVgTc/TtwSMdHWIfI/AAAAAAAADDA/o6diSHX1SNM/s1600/Ei0SoZQn4niiqry6oR2gW2WIo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UEGLdYcVgTc/TtwSMdHWIfI/AAAAAAAADDA/o6diSHX1SNM/s320/Ei0SoZQn4niiqry6oR2gW2WIo1_500.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UiQNL8E-Wac/TtwSOB2U4TI/AAAAAAAADDI/kYdkw_XOnuE/s1600/tumblr_lvp63vMu5O1qixxhfo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UiQNL8E-Wac/TtwSOB2U4TI/AAAAAAAADDI/kYdkw_XOnuE/s320/tumblr_lvp63vMu5O1qixxhfo1_500.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-4368846737418777372?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/4368846737418777372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=4368846737418777372' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/4368846737418777372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/4368846737418777372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/12/presentation-is-everything.html' title='Presentation is everything'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UEGLdYcVgTc/TtwSMdHWIfI/AAAAAAAADDA/o6diSHX1SNM/s72-c/Ei0SoZQn4niiqry6oR2gW2WIo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-8120702484999144724</id><published>2011-12-04T15:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T15:43:32.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I like this</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UfKWSfE3y4k/TtwFnorcInI/AAAAAAAADC4/ZDjd-OX8VZk/s1600/tumblr_lvbdyuqiFe1r59nf3o1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UfKWSfE3y4k/TtwFnorcInI/AAAAAAAADC4/ZDjd-OX8VZk/s320/tumblr_lvbdyuqiFe1r59nf3o1_400.jpg" width="178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My nipples are VERY sensitive..I love attention to them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-8120702484999144724?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/8120702484999144724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=8120702484999144724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/8120702484999144724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/8120702484999144724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-like-this.html' title='I like this'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UfKWSfE3y4k/TtwFnorcInI/AAAAAAAADC4/ZDjd-OX8VZk/s72-c/tumblr_lvbdyuqiFe1r59nf3o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-8122227011885106322</id><published>2011-12-02T13:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T13:06:17.122-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submission'/><title type='text'>What is the most submissive thing/position/act for you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Slutboy and I were talking about this the other day, and I thought I would post the question to My readers, if they so choose to participate. I do so love participation. So one thing we had talked about was when I am sitting on his face and he is laying on his back, his legs are spread (like a trained whore..spread at all times in case anyone needs access) his hands are out to his side (not grabbing my ass and molesting Me) and I am controlling everything. When and if he gets to breath..all he gets is My juices and the grinding of my soaking wet pussy all over his face. We had talked about how that is a very submissive act for him. But we also decided that ass worship is a big submissive one too. I mean lets face it ..its not everyday you can talk someone into licking your asshole. Well unless they are your sex slave and they have no choice. I love to lay on the bed on my tummy..toward the edge of the bed and him on his knees ..worshipping my ass..my cheeks..my crack..and yes my asshole with his tongue. I sometimes have my vibrator underneath me ..shoved into my pussy so I can orgasm this way. Because ..well it feels so damn good!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;There are a lot of other things subs do that could be considered the most submissive.. having their cock beat.. having do jerk off on their knees ..shooting their nasty slave cum all over your foot then having to lick it off..cuckolding ..being under your Mistress ..servicing her while she obviously enjoys another man.&amp;nbsp; and lots more. Im running out the door right now to go to a staff meeting..but here are some pics I found hot.. so..My question is..what do you all feel is the most submissive act one can do? or that makes you feel submissive? I would love to hear about it. thanks..have an awesome weekend. My weekend can now be awesome because I had to challenge a class I have to take next semester..and I was able to talk to the department head. and she lifted the block..a whole prerequisite mix up..I am enrolled in the prereq..but not completed.. so its been an emotional week.. everything coming down to the wire and worrying that I wouldnt get in. so glad thats over with. Im planning on having my kids over to put up the tree and make cookies this weekend.. december is here.. ho ho ho. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hot pics..of slaves in good positions..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9HZwLzkdNog/Ttk8xZBpWDI/AAAAAAAADBI/2qgRE60qaZ4/s1600/tumblr_ln8u4im5sM1qkg491o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9HZwLzkdNog/Ttk8xZBpWDI/AAAAAAAADBI/2qgRE60qaZ4/s320/tumblr_ln8u4im5sM1qkg491o1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--3dB3PhXQHE/Ttk8zbX4nKI/AAAAAAAADBQ/hIPXSjrp9ak/s1600/tumblr_lnx39xUvVP1qc1pjbo1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="181" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--3dB3PhXQHE/Ttk8zbX4nKI/AAAAAAAADBQ/hIPXSjrp9ak/s320/tumblr_lnx39xUvVP1qc1pjbo1_500.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k4NFMU9qQ1g/TtKnPmVpFqI/AAAAAAAADAQ/XHyNKfNkrmY/s1600/tumblr_ltbyhkYFbS1qclyoyo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="186" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k4NFMU9qQ1g/TtKnPmVpFqI/AAAAAAAADAQ/XHyNKfNkrmY/s320/tumblr_ltbyhkYFbS1qclyoyo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes I have been reading that part of the Mistress handbook..you know that one chapter we like to skip over..the aftercare stuff and making sure after you use and abuse your slut ..well that he knows you still like him and respect him..blah blah.. wink. sometimes I skip over that part of our relationship.. Im more of a use and abuse and rest up and use him some more kind of Mistress.. so I was happy to see this part of bonding..yes thats so important.. ha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X2K089y-r1o/TtKnokxK3zI/AAAAAAAADAY/AEbn0sLRJ7w/s1600/tumblr_lq3noxb6oM1qb0flwo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X2K089y-r1o/TtKnokxK3zI/AAAAAAAADAY/AEbn0sLRJ7w/s320/tumblr_lq3noxb6oM1qb0flwo1_500.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;then I was happy to see this section in the book.. whew good thing Im already doing that part. I tell him when (usually once a month) to jerk off and when to have sex. usually once a month. he is very controlled..I own him. I control his sexual activity..how limited they may be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;family update.. I talked with A my middle son..he is 21. nothing of that is going on. ( I already knew that) but then why is she running her mouth and talking crap? he doesnt know and she says she has no idea what those people are talking about.. I did make sure he knows he has a place to come to if things dont work out. they share a condo.. and I dont want any of my children thinking they dont have a way out. this is a kid who can hurt you just by hugging you too hard..he is a big guy (think football player) and he is a big teddy bear. he is very careful with girls..he wouldnt even wrestle with me..you arent suppossed to hurt girls.. (yeah yeah its a sexist message..but one that exist in our household) Im old fashioned. we are different. we should be treated different. I just dont trust this girl. she is conniving and wicked. and not in a domme good way. in a nasty dont leave your bunny and an empty pot around her kind of way. ha. but you have to act like you like her and be supportive or you risk the chance of pushing him away. and I cant and wont do that. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;thanks for tuning in ..as the Mistress world turns.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hope you all had a wonderful turkey day..I finally got rid of all My leftovers.. My neighbors stove broke down the night before thanksgiving..so I pawned errrr I shared all my stuff with that family.. I even made homemade pizza yesterday and took half to them. Im trying to get into better shape and I dont need all that stuff haning around here just waiting to jump onto my thighs..nope nope ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-1362613871989806551?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/1362613871989806551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=1362613871989806551' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/1362613871989806551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/1362613871989806551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/11/after-care.html' title='After care'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k4NFMU9qQ1g/TtKnPmVpFqI/AAAAAAAADAQ/XHyNKfNkrmY/s72-c/tumblr_ltbyhkYFbS1qclyoyo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-860692748681068542</id><published>2011-11-26T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T10:40:22.031-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving drama</title><content type='html'>Those words go hand in hand don't they? We had a quiet thanksgiving .. Our two oldest kids having to go to other places with their girlfriends so they mostly stopped by and took stuff to go. We did have a sit down dinner with the 14 yr old then we all promptly went into prospective comas. Now the next day is when the drama starts. A friend of mine is a friend of someone who works with my middle sons girl friend.. Apparently the girlfriend has been going around telling her coworkers that my son hits her and controls her every move and right now is trying to force her to get pregnant. Wow ok .. It would take me a while to explain how much of a lie all if that is. I would gave to share all the times she has made him cancel family dinners because she couldn't get off work or how she slapped him across the face right in front of me or how she claws his arms to get to his phone to see who us texting him. It's a long story. And a oh my god please let my son see the light in this fucked up relationship and get the he'll out before she pokes a hole in the condom kind of story. A story of a controlling conniving fatal attraction kind of warped story. We are having them both come over here this afternoon to talk about it. Should be a fun time ..  So nothing bdsm on this post just real life rearing it's ugly head. I knew I should have put more Prozac in that damn turkey..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-860692748681068542?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/860692748681068542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=860692748681068542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/860692748681068542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/860692748681068542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-drama.html' title='Thanksgiving drama'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-5313817862639715709</id><published>2011-11-21T15:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T15:33:33.827-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toys'/><title type='text'>Its like christmas early</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My birthday was nov 1.. and slutboy gave Me a very generous gift card from extreme restraints. see I gave him humiliating sex and I get sex toys..sounds like a win win situation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;they came saturday of course when I was out of town. but Im getting ready to test drive these babies..Im hoping the cock will be able to go inside my harness hole..&amp;lt;sounds dirty..get in My hole! ha. and the clit massager..ohhh man oh man it has a bunch of powerrrrrrr varoom a vroom vroom. I have been wanting a sturdier strapon cock to go inside the sluts ass. bigger and firmer. this big boy looks like it might do the trick.. I like the balls too. I want to see him lick and suck those.. cause Im nasty..and that would be nasty.. . I want to stretch him. he needs to be able to take a bigger cock. thats what sluts do they spread and they serve. he is a sex slave and his job is to give others pleasure. I make sure he knows this. so here are the pics of the toys I received so far. I still have more money on my gift card..mmm decisions decisions..I did see a bit gag that was cool..and a pump butt plugg..I would like to see his face as I kept pumping and his ass got fuller.hmmm Iwill have to decide...soon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bRqWheFlnQk/TsrfgjVy9nI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/SohnZr_Fj80/s1600/untitledhhhh.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bRqWheFlnQk/TsrfgjVy9nI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/SohnZr_Fj80/s320/untitledhhhh.bmp" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eBVuOZWElMM/Tsrfh8SdGZI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/hg3Lr948IJY/s1600/untitledk.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="240px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eBVuOZWElMM/Tsrfh8SdGZI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/hg3Lr948IJY/s320/untitledk.bmp" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-5313817862639715709?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/5313817862639715709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=5313817862639715709' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/5313817862639715709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/5313817862639715709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-like-christmas-early.html' title='Its like christmas early'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bRqWheFlnQk/TsrfgjVy9nI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/SohnZr_Fj80/s72-c/untitledhhhh.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-3578043204363654864</id><published>2011-11-21T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T15:22:54.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We had sex</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shocking&amp;nbsp; title isnt it? but its true. we did have sex. well I guess you could call it that. More on that later.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I let slutboy into the room.. his first words were..ok Mistress should I go ahead and drop my trousers now and let you beat me with the crop? I was taken aback..I said why slutboy? what did you do. he sat down the wine, his bags and what nots, then he came over and asked if he could touch Me.. I said no. he asked if he could kiss me and I said no. I said tell Me what you did? he then looked at Me with those sad puppy dog eyes. he said he forgot the black sheath. you all remember the black sheath right? I ordered it a few weeks ago. I used it on my pussy and it felt good and big.. its a sheath to go over a slaves cock so he can at least try and give a Woman a real fuck. I gave it to him over lunch about a week before we met this last time and told him to try and put it on his cock when he had a safe time in his office. he did that and said it was really hard trying to put it over his hard cock. but we were gonna work on that together at the hotel. Just in case you forgot what the sheath is ..here is a pic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AX1fFbrxhP0/TsrVZLvXBLI/AAAAAAAAC-I/dIBO_wxBcHI/s1600/526002%252520Large%252520Black%252520Sheath.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AX1fFbrxhP0/TsrVZLvXBLI/AAAAAAAAC-I/dIBO_wxBcHI/s320/526002%252520Large%252520Black%252520Sheath.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So we had planned on having sex this way. him being denied the soft wet feel of My pussy and Me getting the huge fat cock I deserve. I mean makes sense doesnt it? yes of course it does.&amp;nbsp; I know some of you will say he forgot this on purpose. I dont think so. he was genuinely sorry and I could tell he felt really bad. slutboy needs and craves My humiliation. It takes him to a place he and I need him to be. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ok so no black cock for Me. well at least not this time. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now its been a couple of weeks but I will try and remember what went on.. I get My domme fix going and I dont think about taking notes. I did shove him on the bed and yank his pants down. spreading his ass cheeks telling him what a whore he is..how he needs to be spread and used on a daily basis.. from the hard cock I felt underneath him..I know that he knows its true.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I told him I had a hot pussy full of cum for him. he started slipping way down to subbie land. I pushed a finger inside my pussy and let him lap at My finger..he was greedy and hungry. I know he cant go long without a feeding. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I let him worship My legs a bit.. then My ass. I put on something sexy and slinky..then had him inhale my panties I still had on. I know I had an orgasm probaby with My vibrator while he worshipped My breasts. Then we got down to business. the business of humiliating sex. Thats what I wanted to give him. his birthday is at the end of the month so in honor of that and our 4 yr anniversay mark. I figured might as well fuck with his head a bit. right? of course Im right.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I played with My pussy while laying next to him. I started whispering in his ear about how good it would feel to him to feel all that man cum coating his cock once it got inside me. he whimpered and groaned..his cock was rock hard. his cock will always betray him. I told him to get on top of Me.. he put his cock inside of me and I&amp;nbsp; cant remember everything I said..but this is the jest of it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;slutboy..I cant even feel your cock..are you sure its in? oh My pussy must be stretched by that cock I had earlier.. now suck on my tits (he did) I said if it will help you suck on them like they are cocks..I know that will help you get off. I toldhim no wonder no one wants to have sex with you. you arent a real man. you are a sex slave. and any woman would be able to tell that. you have a slave cock and it would never satisfy a woman.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok so this went on a while and slutboy was giving it his all. but it didnt work. he couldnt cum. now Im just going to be honest here. I took that personally. I told him to get off of Me. I said whats wrong?? &amp;lt;&amp;lt;read into that whats wrong with Me?? dont you like Me?? I know I know some of you will say well of course he couldnt cum you were berating him and humilating him. and I will say to you.. he was hard as a rock..and I know all his dirty lil secret buttons to push and I know I have a green light to slam all of them. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;slutboy felt bad. .. I dont know Mistress.. its just I have trained myself to NOT cum for so long..I cant get it out of my head that its not ok. hmmm so do you think I will be mad if you cum slutboy? no Mistress.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dont you like Me slutboy? Yessssssssssss Mistress.. god I think you are so sexy..I want to I want to..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;we had a pretty long discussion. both of us full of insecurites..him thinking this whole attempt had ruined what we had.. and what we had was a VERY clear understanding of his role and what I expect from him. and what we had..worked. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I said fine. we dont have to do this. Its not turning out to be what I wanted. he felt bad like he had dissappointed me.. we layed there a while then I started yanking on his cock and slapping it around telling him its useless.. that he was pathetic and couldnt even fuck a woman. &amp;lt;&amp;lt;he got harder and harder. I pushed him up on top of me.. this time was better..it was still humiliating sex..which is all he will ever get from Me. I told him to suck on my nipples and he did..I said suck on them soft if you dont like cock ( here is a secret..he knows I like my nipples to be sucked hard..it makes me wetttt) so how could he dissappoint? and if he sucked softly..heknows I want him trained to get hard sucking cock..he knows I want him to be My nasty boy. so he sucked hard. I asked him if he liked being second best ...did he taste another mans mouth that was on my nipples earlier.. he groaned and said yes.. I told him he would always be second best..I told him to tell me he doesnt like pussy.. nooo Mistress. I said sayy it!! so he did. I told him pretty soon I wouldnt let him even cum in his wifes pussy. he would get his once a month sex at home like usual but&amp;nbsp; he would have to fake an orgasm. I dont want him to get to cum in a pussy ever. hmmm I think thats when he came. I didnt cum but I enjoyed humiliating him. And we wont be doing that for probably another year..if then. and trust Me he wont forget the black cock again. I made sure to beat his ass/cock with the crop as a reminder. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had wanted to fuck his ass with the black sheath hooked inside my strapon harness.. I know that would have hurt him. I did fuck his ass with him bent over a couch in the room. and from his whimpering and begging Im pretty sure he enjoyed it. Although when he stood up after I was done with him, he was a bit light headed. I slept good that night..I did wake up a couple of times to yank on his cock..get him good and hard then roll over and go back to sleep. I also woke up and turned on my vibrator ..slutboy was instantly awake and ready to be of any service to help Me with that orgasm and then he had to roll over with a hard denied cock.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;before we left the next morning.. I had him lay down on the floor and I pissed on his hard throbbing cock. marking what belongs to Me.. then I scooted up to his mouth and pissed down his throat. I sat on his face and made him clean the mess..I allowed him to jerk his nasty cock until he came ..he was quite the mess..cumm all over his belly..piss on his cock and in his hair..down his chin. mmmmm such a lovely sight.. one I wont soon forget. Poor slutboy..he has so little control over his own cock. I control his orgasms..his masculinity.. he is ruled by the degrading thoughts I put in his head. He cant cum unless he is thinking the thoughts I want him to think. I put special scenarios in his head. thats what he cums to. I want to make it so he cannot get hard unless he is&amp;nbsp;either sucking cock.. licking My asshole. or&amp;nbsp;slurping down a&amp;nbsp;load of cum out of My pussy..he will need to do these things&amp;nbsp;before he can even get close to feeling good. In My dark fantasy..he wouldnt even be able to cum unless he was being assfucked and mouthfucked by a dildo or well who knows....he is My trained whore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-3578043204363654864?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/3578043204363654864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=3578043204363654864' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/3578043204363654864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/3578043204363654864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/11/we-had-sex.html' title='We had sex'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AX1fFbrxhP0/TsrVZLvXBLI/AAAAAAAAC-I/dIBO_wxBcHI/s72-c/526002%252520Large%252520Black%252520Sheath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-7395087075480813360</id><published>2011-11-18T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T06:38:19.867-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slutboy'/><title type='text'>I made him confess</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I made him confess that he likes cock more than he likes pussy. and it was so much fun to torment him that way. Because he hated to say that. It isnt true. but if its what I want him to say he will say it. his cock got hard. probably because he knows he will be and do anything I say. that realization alone is enough to get that nasty cock hard. We had a wonderful time last weekend. I will write more on that this weekend. I am going up in the mountains to stay with my friend this weekend and Im taking My laptop. So I will have some space/free time to post about what I did to sb. he walked thru the door saying ok Mistress i should just drop my pants and you can beat Me with the crop lets get this over with. Umm what? ha..thats because he screwed up on something and he knew it. I did get My crop out.. I also hurt him with words..I hurt him on the inside. It last longer there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have been busy with anatomy..bingo..birthday celebrations..working/volunteering.. you name it..Im in it. speaking of work..I gotta go. never enough time ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;More to come....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-7395087075480813360?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/7395087075480813360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=7395087075480813360' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/7395087075480813360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/7395087075480813360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-made-him-confess.html' title='I made him confess'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-8534380532200140414</id><published>2011-11-08T11:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T11:38:22.948-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><title type='text'>Ive got him by the balls..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mM-3YjWvlls/TrmE5cXRKLI/AAAAAAAAC48/_w4pH1KIo0w/s1600/tumblr_ltwheaqcFF1qhawwqo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mM-3YjWvlls/TrmE5cXRKLI/AAAAAAAAC48/_w4pH1KIo0w/s320/tumblr_ltwheaqcFF1qhawwqo1_500.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dear sweet readers. just enough time to make a quick post. busy busy busy..thats what is going on with Me. this friday Im going to have a playdate with slutboy. and we are doing something different. we are having sex. whoaaaa..yeah pick yourselves up off the floor. So I have been debating this. We have been together since 2007 hmm I think? anyways 4 yrs. I thought it would be a nice anniversary/birthday (his) present. but well like everything else in My world..its done MY WAY. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;this will go down a couple of different ways. One..he might wear the black sheath cock. I gave that to him last week to practice with. and he cant seem to get it on.. or make it work. but I might be able to help him. I did try the black sheath as a dildo and well I got a bit carried away.. I really shoved it deep and its thick and hard and big..mmmm every womans dream. I had a little blood later in my panties..I seem to have banged My uterus or hit a tumor.. &amp;lt;&amp;lt;being sarcastic.. well kind of..I definetely rammed something too hard. but I came really hard so it was worth it. I couldnt get all of it inside me. but boy did I try. ok ok..back to slutboy. he may wear that. while he is allowed inside of me. or he may not. no matter what..I will have already had sex that morning.. I will of course be bringing him at least a single load of cum in My pussy if not double. his cock will have to feel a real mans cum wrapped around it. its only fitting. And this sex we will be having..will be humiliating sex. I will be degrading him the whole way. Im going to laugh at his lack of a real man cock..laugh at him because I plan on having his ass plugged with his steel butt plug as well.. I have been tormenting him pretty hard the last two weeks..and he hasnt been allowed to cum either.. but he has been jerking..on his knees getting close then made to stop before he cums. I made sure to ask him.. if there is something you dont want me to use against you..speak now..because I see no lines in the sand. but I did give him the opportunity..if something was off limits..speak now.. he said. no.. do what you want..say what you want.. i need it.&amp;nbsp; his words. mmmm even though I knew that..and knew he is strong enough to submit to My nastiest desires.. I needed to hear it. It feels good. to know he will do anything for Me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;because I plan on being humiliating.. nasty..dark.... if My dreams and fantasies are even half way realized..mmmm then you will all hear screaming. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;whenever I allow slutboy to cum..about twice a month..I tell him what he is to think about when he is jerking his cock. and trust me..I have never told him to imagine fucking a pussy. he is usually imagining worshipping my pussy after I have had a real man fuck it.. or he is thinking about servicing Uus both.. Myself and the Bull. he is My cuckold..one step at a time..or one drag at a time I will get what I want. he has no choice. if he doesnt do as he is told..he will no longer be allowed to be in My presence. his cock must respond the way I want it to ..he is to get hard when he worships my cumfilled panties..when he smells and taste where another man has been..when he is worshipping my asshole with his tongue..when he is thinking about begging the Bull to fuck Me right over his face..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dUs7hmnXLEM/TrmFJ6xImJI/AAAAAAAAC5E/Ra4pj7MyPBM/s1600/tumblr_lprkhy1XVP1qbgel0o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="279px" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dUs7hmnXLEM/TrmFJ6xImJI/AAAAAAAAC5E/Ra4pj7MyPBM/s320/tumblr_lprkhy1XVP1qbgel0o1_500.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;yes this will be a fun weekend. I dont have sex with slaves.. but I am making an exception..but it will cost him. and I dont mean money. I mean his soul. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-8534380532200140414?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/8534380532200140414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=8534380532200140414' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/8534380532200140414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/8534380532200140414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/11/ive-got-him-by-balls.html' title='Ive got him by the balls..'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mM-3YjWvlls/TrmE5cXRKLI/AAAAAAAAC48/_w4pH1KIo0w/s72-c/tumblr_ltwheaqcFF1qhawwqo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-434081932550176300</id><published>2011-10-28T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T10:28:38.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hi peeps!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hey ya'll.. I havent been around here much.. have had quite a few exams at school. Im taking anatomy and physiology.. and health care implications class. that..working/family/ and tormenting slutboy on the side has kept Me busy. My older son just informed me he is getting married next summer. he is 29..yes I know I was&amp;nbsp;a child bride..what can I say??? ha. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My middle son is turning 21 on 11-11-11.. Im gonna have him and his bitch of a girlfriend over for a birthday dinner..Lord knows I will need to have a glass of wine in my hand to keep my mouth busy.&amp;nbsp; my youngest the 14 yr old..well he is still poking along in highschool. being a player with the girls.. and taking begining guitar..omg.if I have to hear another bob marley song or play that funky music white boy song..I may choke him.. wait..thats not allowed is it? damn. instead you have to grit your teeth and say awwe wow honey you just keep getting better and better. ha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;slutboy and I are getting together in a couple of weeks. I am contemplating on having sex with him. it will be humiliating sex. it wont be lovey dovey wow we always wanted to do his kind of sex. NOPE. I will make fun of him the whole time.. I have already told him some things that will go on..like me telling him to suck on my nipples like they are cocks..cause we all know how much he loves to suck cock... Im also planning on having sex before we are together..he doesnt deserve to be in My glorious pussy unless his cock is going to be coated with real man cum.&amp;nbsp; this is a special present for his birthday which is at the end of nov. that once a year ...special humiliation sex.. we will see how it goes. this is going to seal the deal.. showing me just how hard he gets from all that humiliation..all his training will finally pay off.. he is going to be Me for nasty things.. he is going to admit that he only feels complete with a cock in his mouth and a cock in his cockhole.. he is never going to be anything but My sex slave..that is his lot in My life and he cherishes that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok gotta go study about cardiovascular system.. heart of my heart..I love that melody..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh yeah..I found this on my facebook this morning.. My very straight neutral facebook.ha ha.. if they only knew.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ycK5wUURSPY/Tqrlzp17DSI/AAAAAAAAC40/DGGPDLfPFwo/s1600/312795_195658883843213_187961301279638_438741_1945045406_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ycK5wUURSPY/Tqrlzp17DSI/AAAAAAAAC40/DGGPDLfPFwo/s1600/312795_195658883843213_187961301279638_438741_1945045406_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hope you are all doing good.. I promise some hot posts soon.&amp;nbsp; My birthday is the day after halloween..Im turning 49 wow.. makes you start thinking about stuff.. well nasty stuff.. ha ha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-434081932550176300?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/434081932550176300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=434081932550176300' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/434081932550176300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/434081932550176300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/10/hi-peeps.html' title='hi peeps!'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ycK5wUURSPY/Tqrlzp17DSI/AAAAAAAAC40/DGGPDLfPFwo/s72-c/312795_195658883843213_187961301279638_438741_1945045406_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-5380562942434213326</id><published>2011-10-17T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T06:21:36.276-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cuckbitch'/><title type='text'>I know why you do it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;because...you want to see Me enjoy and have total sexual fulfilment that you cannot provide. Thats why you are My cuckbitch. you dont have a real man cock. you have a slave cock.&amp;nbsp; you dont want Me to leave you. Instead you want Me to stay in our relationship and remain in charge of who and when and how I choose My sexual partners. Its all up to Me. And you need to see Me happy in this way. you are somewhat conservative sexually. well should I say you used to be? Thats over with. I own all your sexual responses and releases. you only get hard when I say. you know the things you are allowed to get hard to. one is My being fucked. you MUST always get hard when I am being fucked.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;when we are with the Bull, he will not respect you as a man. he will know I regularly fuck you up the ass with My strapon. he will know all your dirty secrets. I will take that away from you ..that respect... he will know your cock is not satisfying to Me or to any woman. he must be told that. its necessary for your training. he will know you crave to be locked up and denied. he will see what a nasty slavewhore you are. and you will perform for him. Watching him ravage Me will totally arouse you.&amp;nbsp; you will fufill your submissive role to me.&amp;nbsp; And when you do that..I will be completely sexually fufilled and that is what you need more than anything. Is My happiness and to be sexually satisfied.&amp;nbsp; you will be aroused from that humiliation. it is what you are meant to be. it is what I have been training you for all this time. your cock responds the way I want it to. you do not own it any more. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im going to call and talk to him this week about you.. and tell him your dirty secrets and what you need.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hi9U1rx7IRw/TpwrTNpvqRI/AAAAAAAACuU/ZlRpgy2iHBc/s1600/tumblr_lswxguK5eo1r1szs0o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hi9U1rx7IRw/TpwrTNpvqRI/AAAAAAAACuU/ZlRpgy2iHBc/s320/tumblr_lswxguK5eo1r1szs0o1_500.jpg" width="232px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im going to tell him how you beg Me to bring you a pussy full of cum everytime we are together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OeIz36BTP_k/TpwrT0PGOcI/AAAAAAAACuc/R0Cn9Uj2DYM/s1600/tumblr_ln9ovvcGY11qgvn9vo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OeIz36BTP_k/TpwrT0PGOcI/AAAAAAAACuc/R0Cn9Uj2DYM/s320/tumblr_ln9ovvcGY11qgvn9vo1_500.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and trust Me .if you arent willing to be My cuckbitch and learn to serve Me this way.. then&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ay21ZI2oo_c/TpwrVrQeN1I/AAAAAAAACuk/wfpj6ZfbcHs/s1600/tumblr_ls584pg8JI1qjis94o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ay21ZI2oo_c/TpwrVrQeN1I/AAAAAAAACuk/wfpj6ZfbcHs/s320/tumblr_ls584pg8JI1qjis94o1_500.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you wont be allowe in My presence...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uIEDyZfJP1k/TpwrWlYWnFI/AAAAAAAACus/2X0EVb-b0-E/s1600/tumblr_lpp8woTEXu1qmg0weo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uIEDyZfJP1k/TpwrWlYWnFI/AAAAAAAACus/2X0EVb-b0-E/s320/tumblr_lpp8woTEXu1qmg0weo1_400.jpg" width="213px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;you wont be allowed those special treats you so love..like being marked by Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2u5_v-1TgT8/TpwrXfZYojI/AAAAAAAACu0/3HWwwKcWtCg/s1600/tumblr_lixg6cmpx11qzfemwo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2u5_v-1TgT8/TpwrXfZYojI/AAAAAAAACu0/3HWwwKcWtCg/s320/tumblr_lixg6cmpx11qzfemwo1_500.jpg" width="239px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or having My lips on you..telling you what a nasty worthless cockhole you are.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--1XV7MyAhoQ/TpwrYGT0tKI/AAAAAAAACu8/_AgG-fF5WgE/s1600/tumblr_ldxno7X9Xv1qfq76xo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--1XV7MyAhoQ/TpwrYGT0tKI/AAAAAAAACu8/_AgG-fF5WgE/s320/tumblr_ldxno7X9Xv1qfq76xo1_500.jpg" width="319px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-5380562942434213326?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/5380562942434213326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=5380562942434213326' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/5380562942434213326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/5380562942434213326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-know-why-you-do-it.html' title='I know why you do it.'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hi9U1rx7IRw/TpwrTNpvqRI/AAAAAAAACuU/ZlRpgy2iHBc/s72-c/tumblr_lswxguK5eo1r1szs0o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-7015620040195906950</id><published>2011-10-15T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T14:33:57.797-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big boy'/><title type='text'>Christmas today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The new toy came today. I will call him big boy! as of this minute I havent put it inside My pussy.but that will change soon. I hope to have the house to Myself in about 30 min and Im gonna give it a try.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O73bW_Q3Qac/Tpn67dTJPII/AAAAAAAACt0/4Pil2QsEk_0/s1600/untisstled.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O73bW_Q3Qac/Tpn67dTJPII/AAAAAAAACt0/4Pil2QsEk_0/s320/untisstled.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I dont know..it looks realllyyy big. And when I looked inside the hollow part where slutboy is suppossed to put his cock inside..well.. it seems very small.. I hated to tell slutboy that on the phone this morning..cause it didnt seem right..*umm slutboy..your cock might be to big to fit inside..* NOW those words NEVER come out of My mouth. then again he just might have to be flaccid and use lube and then when he gets hard later.. oh well.. all I can say is I hope it hurts when it tries to get hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p36rVPVA0G8/Tpn678uXW6I/AAAAAAAACt4/SlPXpq7S0_c/s1600/untitledbbb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="198px" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p36rVPVA0G8/Tpn678uXW6I/AAAAAAAACt4/SlPXpq7S0_c/s320/untitledbbb.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-46EKDM1DM5Y/Tpn69Xedk0I/AAAAAAAACuE/J59CwHeVwoc/s1600/untitledbk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-46EKDM1DM5Y/Tpn69Xedk0I/AAAAAAAACuE/J59CwHeVwoc/s320/untitledbk.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uv2qtx5vkIg/Tpn6_Jr-ooI/AAAAAAAACuM/Ao-InZb_NY8/s1600/untitledhand.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uv2qtx5vkIg/Tpn6_Jr-ooI/AAAAAAAACuM/Ao-InZb_NY8/s320/untitledhand.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know the lighting is bad.. I opened it today saturday about 730am.. soon as I had the house to myself.. Im just hoping this isnt a let down.. I want it to feel good and I want it to humiliate slutboy.. knowing I would rather fuck a fake cock than his.. awwee the truth hurts doesnt it pookie?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-7015620040195906950?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/7015620040195906950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=7015620040195906950' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/7015620040195906950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/7015620040195906950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/10/christmas-today.html' title='Christmas today'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O73bW_Q3Qac/Tpn67dTJPII/AAAAAAAACt0/4Pil2QsEk_0/s72-c/untisstled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-6479804823363284142</id><published>2011-10-09T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T18:02:08.148-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toys'/><title type='text'>toy shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes I have been toy shopping.And I got what I was looking for. a cock sheath for slutboy to wear if I ever decide to fuck him. he will wear it and not be able to feel anything. but I will. this is called the xl black mamba sheath.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J1G7bZ4Vi44/TpJDRaVL4cI/AAAAAAAACps/CrQGayvmNvE/s1600/AB453_LRG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J1G7bZ4Vi44/TpJDRaVL4cI/AAAAAAAACps/CrQGayvmNvE/s320/AB453_LRG.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He can strap this on over his cock and balls and I can enjoy a big cock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;so o&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;f course while you are shopping you see other toys. like this ball stretcher. I didnt get it. but if slutboy was around Me more he would most definetely have his balls stretched. they are too close to his body and too tight. this seems like it would d the job.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e5g3bR8BQCQ/TpJDS0rzQnI/AAAAAAAACpw/U2-FyKv7kps/s1600/sc_cbt_ball_stretchers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e5g3bR8BQCQ/TpJDS0rzQnI/AAAAAAAACpw/U2-FyKv7kps/s1600/sc_cbt_ball_stretchers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and then this cute piece of ass..popped up on the screen. I think this is just what I would have slutboy fucking like once every other month. a fake pussy is what he deserves. He knows he cant please a real woman. EVER. I would set a timer and degrade him. if he didnt cum in the allotted time.oh well...maybe next month.. MAYBE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HbOXWv-kZnc/TpJDTzRb0MI/AAAAAAAACp0/wc81q4VIQYU/s1600/aa426.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="246px" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HbOXWv-kZnc/TpJDTzRb0MI/AAAAAAAACp0/wc81q4VIQYU/s320/aa426.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-6479804823363284142?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/6479804823363284142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=6479804823363284142' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/6479804823363284142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/6479804823363284142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/10/toy-shopping.html' title='toy shopping'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J1G7bZ4Vi44/TpJDRaVL4cI/AAAAAAAACps/CrQGayvmNvE/s72-c/AB453_LRG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-8345922639286927180</id><published>2011-10-02T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T16:03:25.399-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cockhole'/><title type='text'>Instructions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1FTU_-9KIZU/TojtaoybqwI/AAAAAAAACnY/UAnLqslI3Sw/s1600/tumblr_lixtuxQtZN1qbgewho1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="260px" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1FTU_-9KIZU/TojtaoybqwI/AAAAAAAACnY/UAnLqslI3Sw/s320/tumblr_lixtuxQtZN1qbgewho1_500.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her Bull had instructed her that he wanted to find her fucking her&amp;nbsp;nasty whore&amp;nbsp;in his cockhole..when he arrived at their house for their date. &amp;nbsp;Watching her cute&amp;nbsp; round ass humping and thrusting make him immediately hard, and he bent her over and bred her right there on top of, and inside, her nasty slutboy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-8345922639286927180?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/8345922639286927180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=8345922639286927180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/8345922639286927180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/8345922639286927180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/10/instructions.html' title='Instructions'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1FTU_-9KIZU/TojtaoybqwI/AAAAAAAACnY/UAnLqslI3Sw/s72-c/tumblr_lixtuxQtZN1qbgewho1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-1940672801952293402</id><published>2011-10-01T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T13:15:34.482-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cockcage'/><title type='text'>slut is in lock down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So the sluts wife is out of town for a few days. Doesn't mean I get to steal him away for those days..he has obligations two of them actually. So he is at home alone being super dad. That started Thursday thru Sunday. This morning I woke up in My bed thinking what the hell is wrong with Me?? I could have had him wearing his cock cage for Me..all this fucking time!. Because usually he only does that at the office or when we are together. he has to be careful. But we do talk of how hot it would be to have him wearing it for like two weeks in a row. He would be running into walls and My pussy would be dripping. so this is the dialogue we had this morning when it hit me he should be in lock down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: mceinline;"&gt;shakes my message box.. and nothing falls out.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well here I am awake..when any other time I would be wanting to sleep in but now my body wont let me cause I can.. man it sucks. almost went out to my car..got my phone and called you. but figured you are sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;I was laying here thinking of you being alone..and I really screwed up. I should have had you wearing your cock cage these few days of your aloneness. what was I thinking. that's it. I wasn't thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good morning Mistress.&amp;nbsp; Well, i woke up at 7, couldn't sleep any longer either, although i sure wanted to.&amp;nbsp; i must say, Your scenario about me wearing my cockcage makes my cock hard.&amp;nbsp; It pushed me right into subbie land.&amp;nbsp; May i wear it for You today/tonight Mistress, please?&amp;nbsp; i need to feel You, i need to prove my devotion to You, i need to be reminded of who and what i really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back to you and your worthless cock that deserves to be locked up ALL THE FUCKING TIME.&amp;nbsp; you should have thought of this idea as well.. I blame you too. yes go get it and put it on asap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes Mistress, thank You Mistress.&amp;nbsp; You are right, i know that my cock should be locked up and i apologize for not bringing it up.&amp;nbsp; i will get it this morning and put it on as You request.&amp;nbsp; Thank You Mistress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmm that makes me happy slut.. now wear it all day and all night..NO EXCUSES.&amp;nbsp; you may not take it off for any reason. you will remove it tomorrow when it gets close to the time you arent going to be alone any more. safety first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now no matter what roles you are in today. father..friend..brother. boss..whatever activities you encounter today and in the am.. you will know that underneath you are nothing more than a locked up slave doing My bidding. you will do anything to please Me..and that includes locking up your nasty cock. you are to think about this all day .no matter what you are doing or saying..you are a slave. you are the submissive in the room locked up.. that is your lot in life.&amp;nbsp; just as you endured Me slapping your nasty cock over and over last weekend.. you will endure this.. ha I should have told you while I was slapping that cock..*beg Me to stop and I will* we both know..you wouldnt beg me to stop.. ever. you will only beg me to do what I wish that gives Me pleasure..no matter how that involves you..you will never beg me to stop.&lt;br /&gt;so make sure that is in your slutty sub brain. you are the slave..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Mistress, i am Your slave and i belong to You.&amp;nbsp; i need to be kept in my place and being locked up is exactly what i deserve.&amp;nbsp; Thank You Mistress.&amp;nbsp; As You mentioned Mistress, i will never beg You to stop, i will only beg for more, more pain, more humiliation, more nastiness, more of being Your whore/slave/cuck/bitch, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Mistress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmmmmmmm i know i deserve to be in lockdown for You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Mistress, the pictures are hot and need to stay private, i understand.&amp;nbsp; Yes Mistress, i am Your nasty slut and will continue to beg to do Your bidding.&amp;nbsp; i have some things to do too, so i am getting ready to go out, locked up, as i should be......man that makes my worthless cock strain and ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye for now, it was great getting to chat, it was sexy getting to see some very hot pictures of my Mistress, and it is only fitting that i am locked up, suffering for You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know why that thought made your worthless cock hard..because its true..but its something any man would have to wrestle with. knowing his cock deserves to be locked up.. knowing thats what its good for. being abused. all for Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I couldnt even think at the grocery store.. all I could think of was you being out and about locked up with other people around you and you knowing the truth of your dirty secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I shopped like a guy..sort of..bought chips..bread.. milk.. slim jims..wine and trail mix.. ha ha..the only part of that stuff that was actually on my list was the milk ..jeez.. I was in an aisle that was blocked by this guys full shopping cart and he was dealing with an unruly toddler so I was gonna reach out and justpush it to one side and he suddenly saw me ..he rushed up andmoved it and said sorry miss..I was like oh that ok ..thanks for moving it..he said *my pleasure* mmm just had a subby tone..I was like huh..wonder whats under his pants..ha&lt;br /&gt;of course when my mind is like this..every damn thing is something to do with domme stuff.. you think you would be affected..wearing that for a couple weeks at a time..hell I probably couldnt even put gas in my damn car..&lt;br /&gt;whew... you were definetely on my mind&lt;br /&gt;Mistress\\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmm i love being on Your mind and i love being Your whore.&amp;nbsp; i am exactly how i should be, locked up for You.&amp;nbsp; Suffering for You.&amp;nbsp; Yes Mistress, i went to the bank, to the store and to the office.&amp;nbsp; i had to pee and do stuff around the house.&amp;nbsp; Being locked up, i am thinking of nothing but You.&amp;nbsp; i want to fall to my knees, i want to have You hurt me, i want to feel Your ownership, i NEED to be put further in my place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i deserve this Mistress and i know that really all my cock is good for is receiving Your abuse and ridicule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and here are some pics that he sent Me..of his cock in lock down for Me..so romantic.. gives Me that warm fuzzy feeling all over. oh yeah and makes My panties wet..&amp;lt;&amp;lt;most important part. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YfGdcX4Tas0/Tod0ynEULHI/AAAAAAAACnM/5Sj-c4Ygybo/s1600/FE4776A2-29E4-485F-9C63-4A80417B913E1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YfGdcX4Tas0/Tod0ynEULHI/AAAAAAAACnM/5Sj-c4Ygybo/s320/FE4776A2-29E4-485F-9C63-4A80417B913E1.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0J1p76Erfw/Tod0zjIGR0I/AAAAAAAACnQ/iUG2Ac8KqiA/s1600/FE4776A2-29E4-485F-9C63-4A80417B913E2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0J1p76Erfw/Tod0zjIGR0I/AAAAAAAACnQ/iUG2Ac8KqiA/s320/FE4776A2-29E4-485F-9C63-4A80417B913E2.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cUKv-j_7NeM/Tod00zu6YsI/AAAAAAAACnU/yqE_OHYZZTg/s1600/FE4776A2-29E4-485F-9C63-4A80417B913E3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cUKv-j_7NeM/Tod00zu6YsI/AAAAAAAACnU/yqE_OHYZZTg/s320/FE4776A2-29E4-485F-9C63-4A80417B913E3.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-1940672801952293402?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/1940672801952293402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=1940672801952293402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/1940672801952293402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/1940672801952293402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/10/slut-is-in-lock-down.html' title='slut is in lock down.'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YfGdcX4Tas0/Tod0ynEULHI/AAAAAAAACnM/5Sj-c4Ygybo/s72-c/FE4776A2-29E4-485F-9C63-4A80417B913E1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-3921552151955411616</id><published>2011-09-30T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T12:23:30.350-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='references'/><title type='text'>do you give references? I DONT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S_X02WVodtU/ToYVNIOgDUI/AAAAAAAAClY/JYpEcA7rMbI/s1600/Recommended.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150px" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S_X02WVodtU/ToYVNIOgDUI/AAAAAAAAClY/JYpEcA7rMbI/s320/Recommended.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So last friday when slut and I were together we somehow ended up talking about My four year plan. That plan includes getttin this last kid out of highschool and out the front door (literally). Then it includes Me becoming single and looking for Mr. Righ sub man. I want and deserve a femdomme marriage. This desire NEVER goes away. It has only increased over time &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh yeah..ok back to our discussion. so I was telling slutboy after he had done something paticularly nasty..like swallow My piss or shove his tongue inside my asshole..umm yeah..I told him you know Im going to ruin you. I want to destroy you so that no one else will have you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you turned into this nasty groveling animal that is so depraved your cock only gets hard when you are performing degrading things. I mean it slutboy..no one else will want you when I get done with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;slutboy looks at me.. we were taking a lil break.having a glass of wine..and he says. seriously Mistress you mean to tell me that in four years when you have your mr perfect submissive man and your perfect world (come to think of it..he said that kind of sarcastically ..hmmm) you mean to tell me that if I emailed you and needed some references you would give me a good reference for my new possible domme? Umm NO ..hell to the fucking NO.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dont want to be comparing fucking notes..umm yeah he is great at licking pussy and oh wait sometimes he cant take the ball smacking..you just have to remind him..no pussy licking if you dont take it.. HELL NO.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I aint giving no references on any past or present slutboys. It doesnt work that way. those bitches can find out allll by themselves..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so tell Me..My dear sweet readers..am I crazy? do you give references ..or have you asked someone&amp;nbsp; to do that for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;later this week in a phone call..slutboy confided in Me that I kind of hurt his feelings when I said no.. aweee too bad.&amp;nbsp; oh wait let Me move My shoe..is that your feeling Im stepping on? cause I DONT CARE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really would like to hear comments on this.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-3921552151955411616?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/3921552151955411616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=3921552151955411616' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/3921552151955411616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/3921552151955411616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/09/do-you-give-references-i-dont.html' title='do you give references? I DONT'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S_X02WVodtU/ToYVNIOgDUI/AAAAAAAAClY/JYpEcA7rMbI/s72-c/Recommended.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-8246104282980109538</id><published>2011-09-27T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T12:18:23.558-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='balls'/><title type='text'>Its never too late...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To change his attitude!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CTPszLq78dY/ToIhcVFG8aI/AAAAAAAAClU/q15lF3B1GxU/s1600/tumblr_lrqoculDWz1r0g5e9o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213px" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CTPszLq78dY/ToIhcVFG8aI/AAAAAAAAClU/q15lF3B1GxU/s320/tumblr_lrqoculDWz1r0g5e9o1_500.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-8246104282980109538?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/8246104282980109538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=8246104282980109538' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/8246104282980109538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/8246104282980109538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-never-too-late.html' title='Its never too late...'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CTPszLq78dY/ToIhcVFG8aI/AAAAAAAAClU/q15lF3B1GxU/s72-c/tumblr_lrqoculDWz1r0g5e9o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-4639194607875537205</id><published>2011-09-26T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T12:15:57.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The good part2</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So yes after I got over not having My way right from the get go..well it only got better. Because then I did get My way. I arrived in shorts and a teeshirt, because I had just came from working out. I also had sex the night before. So I know My pussy was ripe for a slutty boys mouth to worship it. I teased slutboy. I told him to kiss my ass thru the shorts. I then had him kiss just My ass through My panties. I had him sniff My ass through the cloth. he sniffed and moaned and his nasty cock got harder and harder. I told him I was going to let him worship My sweaty asshole and if he did a good job..then perhaps later I might allow him near My pussy. but only if he was good at the ass worshipping. all sluts need to start at the bottom. I layed down on the bed and slut pulled down my shorts and panties to my thighs. I had him bring me my vibrator too. I put the vibrator underneath my pussy right on my clit while he licked and slurped my wet asshole. Im sure it had some of that man cum from the night before dripping down into the crack as well. what a nice treat for him. I came on the vibrator while he kissed and tongued and cleaned My ass.I told slut to jerk his nasty cock while he worshipped my ass but not to cum. he needs to associate ass worship with pleasure.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CBCoPCif_Lc/ToDHVHuSqAI/AAAAAAAACj8/8nD1E344qKE/s1600/plus02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213px" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CBCoPCif_Lc/ToDHVHuSqAI/AAAAAAAACj8/8nD1E344qKE/s320/plus02.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;After a bit of a break from that orgasm, I told slut he would be allowed to worship My strap on. I have one that is double sided.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-31ryaYwD8gA/ToDNEVT8j3I/AAAAAAAACkE/THk9TP9iV0o/s1600/Double%252520Delight%252520Strap-On.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-31ryaYwD8gA/ToDNEVT8j3I/AAAAAAAACkE/THk9TP9iV0o/s1600/Double%252520Delight%252520Strap-On.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;One end goes into My pussy. I told him if he didnt please Me with his cocksucking abilities..then I would be taking a shower and washing all that man cum from my pussy and he would be denied.. no Mistress noooo pleaseee he begged.. aweee so well trained.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He sucked My strap on like a good whore. I shoved it as far down his throat as I could with out him choking too much. I kept reminding him that the dildo part in my pussy was going to be coated with cum for him if he was a good boy. he only moaned louder and sucked harder. I told him to suck like he would suck a bulls cock for me..he certainly sucked for all he was worth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8gzdc6JdfAs/ToDMVaBcu7I/AAAAAAAACkA/6hMPW61xebk/s1600/%252B_his_Wife_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8gzdc6JdfAs/ToDMVaBcu7I/AAAAAAAACkA/6hMPW61xebk/s1600/%252B_his_Wife_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since he did such a good job sucking the dildo I told him I would fuck his ass&amp;nbsp; with it. He bent over the love seat and spread his legs forMe. I used some lube and shoved a couple fingers inside..so tight. He definitely needs more use. I plowed his cockhole for a while..the strap on banging against my crotch made me cum again..I had the slut suck on a dildo while I fucked his ass..he needs to learn to soothe himself while being fucked like that. ..&amp;nbsp;it felt so good to rape his hole.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qSMp6Oa5w7I/ToDNXYqQuJI/AAAAAAAACkI/BFDAXAWRUPQ/s1600/-_hush.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="195px" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qSMp6Oa5w7I/ToDNXYqQuJI/AAAAAAAACkI/BFDAXAWRUPQ/s320/-_hush.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And as promised I pulled that dildo part out of my pussy and had him kneel and suck it clean. Messy dildo full of my cum, sweat and man cum. he greedily lapped it up like a good whore. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I must have taken some breaks in between cumming and had some wine..and foot worship.. I was really intent on cumming a lot. Im greedy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I layed down on the bed and had slut crawl up next to me to worship my nipples, I like his mouth on my nipples while I rub my clit with a vibrator and fuck my pussy.. his cock gets so hard because I tell him this is what you will do when I have a real man to fuck you will be kneeling next to me .serving us both. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u6iyM2hBpxY/ToDNlqq3fcI/AAAAAAAACkM/8obqVmy01kU/s1600/111suck.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u6iyM2hBpxY/ToDNlqq3fcI/AAAAAAAACkM/8obqVmy01kU/s320/111suck.jpg" width="214px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I got worked up thinking about him being My cuckbitch and how worthless his cock is to me.. I came on the vibrator then I shoved him down in the bed and started kissing him roughly and aggressively.. telling him his cock is USELESS.. and while kissing him I slapped his cock over and over..about ten times in a row.. and I would keep kissing him.. biting his lip..sucking on his tongue.. making out like we were about to fuck..and then slapping him again..telling him to keep his legs spread like the whore he is..My slaps got harder and harder and the kissing more intense. he could hardly take much more slapping.good thing my hand got tired.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-66IAYLmFbe8/ToDN57N_3nI/AAAAAAAACkQ/ykBdyoZ0nEU/s1600/femdomroughhandjob.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="293px" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-66IAYLmFbe8/ToDN57N_3nI/AAAAAAAACkQ/ykBdyoZ0nEU/s320/femdomroughhandjob.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.that kissng and hurting him at the same time was pushing My domme buttons..mmmmmm hot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I still wanted to hurt him. I had him get on his hands and knees on the bed..I pulled his cock behind him and his balls..I took my ruler and beat on his balls..telling him those are nasty slave balls..with nasty cum&amp;nbsp; in them..and that I own those balls..and the only thing his cock is good for is hurting..mmm that was hot too. he made some delicious noises ..groans and grunts..all the while trying to keep his thighs open like I tell him to. all good whores need to stay spread and available.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;After that I let him rest a bit.. we had some dinner in the room.. and then I was ready to cum again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I went and changed into this bra..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N4tuAcWNyZs/ToDPBVPo-kI/AAAAAAAACkU/kVRxZmGeEKo/s1600/photored.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N4tuAcWNyZs/ToDPBVPo-kI/AAAAAAAACkU/kVRxZmGeEKo/s320/photored.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;I had cut out the holes of it so my nipples would peek out. I do like to tease My boy.. I think he liked my red bra.. and everything in it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;I had him lay on his back with his head scooted to the edge of the bed and I sat on his face wih my ass facing out.I told him this is how itwill be when&amp;nbsp; man is fucking me from behind and you are underneath me..having an up close and personal view of mypussy getting slammed. your tongue will lick us both and then clean us when he pulls out and wipes his cock on your face.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The next day after playng a bit more.. I decided to let him cum. I told him to go get a towel from the bathroom because I was going to let him kneel at my pussy and lick me while he jerked off.. instead when he brought the towel out ..I said no..I lied..lay down on the floor..Im going to piss down your throat..put the towel under your head..I stood over him and peed on him and in his mouth..then I squatted over his face so he could clean my wet pussy, I told him he could yank on his nasty cock and cum while I rode his face.. mmmmm I came hard and so did he. My legs were shakey when I walked to my car and My clit was screaming..leave me alonee.. Thats what cumming 7 times will do for you.. I was definetely a satisfied Mistress..slut boy is My true whore..only a true whore will endure it all for M ..only a true whore will lap up My abuse an come crawling back for more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-4639194607875537205?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/4639194607875537205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=4639194607875537205' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/4639194607875537205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/4639194607875537205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/09/good-part2.html' title='The good part2'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CBCoPCif_Lc/ToDHVHuSqAI/AAAAAAAACj8/8nD1E344qKE/s72-c/plus02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-8831764528663771589</id><published>2011-09-26T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T11:06:44.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rocky Start.. but great finish.part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bLegxkk7gWw/ToC_KXWQYWI/AAAAAAAACj4/plu1RvxTXTI/s1600/tumblr_loaqtySwxd1qbujxs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bLegxkk7gWw/ToC_KXWQYWI/AAAAAAAACj4/plu1RvxTXTI/s320/tumblr_loaqtySwxd1qbujxs.jpg" width="232px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever had a really great fantasy planned and then it didnt work out exactly like you wanted and you were disappointed? Thats kind of how my friday afternoon started with slutboy. I dont live in a femdomme marriage. I wish I did. Im saying this because dear reader I want you to know. Im a bit crazy. When slutboy and I get to meet..about once ever 2 months..well I want it all. I want the whole experience. I have a lot of femdomme needs that need to be met. I also happen to like slutboy. Seems we only hurt the ones we care about. If I didnt like him so much..I couldnt enjoy hurting him and stripping him of his pride. Ok..so back to My fantasy. Usually we meet, he opens the hotel room door. We might hug..sit down on the sofa..have a glass or two of wine..catch up.. then I will have him strip and start worhipping Me and doing whatever else I want. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have always had it in My head that I wanted to walk into that hotel room, shut the door behind me and tell him to get on his fucking knees and dont even look at me till I say..dont do anything unless I say. In other words..I wanted our meeting to start with total Domination and none of the lovey dovey mushy stuff, lets get aquainted kiss kiss. So what does any domme do? I told him so. This is what I want. you will put the room key on the windshield wiper of your vehicle in an envelope, you will text Me the room number and when I am about 5 min from the hotel I will text you so you can have my glass of wine ready and you will be on your knees naked waiting for Me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thats how I wanted it. slutboy was more than agreeable. So then I got to thinking ..no I dont want him naked. I want him with his clothes on kneeling, so that after I have a glass of wine, Im going to shove him up against the wall and molest him, stick My hands down his pants and call him my nasty piece of meat. So I changed My mind (Im female..Im allowed) I texted him..change of plans keep your clothes off till I say.&amp;nbsp; he replied *yes Mistress* I also texted him and told him to take his pants down and jerk his nasty cock but not to cum, get as close as possible and not cum. I like him to be on the edge. I like his cock twitching and wanting to cum but knowing he has to suffer for Me instead. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I also had another bit of a fantasty going on and coming true for both slutboy and Myself. I read Suzanne's blog All Mine (sorry Suzanne I dont know how to do a link on here very uncyber techy I am) and in her blog she often talks about sissy licking her and cleaning her after she works out. I have wanted to do that to My own slutboy for a while now. But like I said we dont have the luxury of a 24/7 relationship. It did turn out to be slutboys lucky day though. I had an invitation to a zumba fundraiser the morining before I was to meet slutboy. In case you havent heard of zumba, its an exercise class that you dance in and get all sweaty. I go to zumba on saturdays and love it. So I told slutboy I am going to have sex friday night and not shower..then Im going to exercise right before I see you at the hotel. Oh my he was squirming. he knows he doesnt deserve that fresh showered pussy that only real Men get. he knew I was bringing him a nasty cum filled, sweaty pussy and sweaty ass to worship. I think we were both on cloud nine. So how does something that well planned out go wrong? I will tell you.. I got to the hotel and saw the key on his windshield. got on the elevator, got to the room and opened the door.. what did I see when I walked in? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A naked man on his knees. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Should have made Me happy yes? Well it didnt. I had told him to keep his clothes on. he thought I meant keep them on till I say.. till I say Im on my way..? he even texted me (but I had turned off my phone) he asked..honest question..clothes or no clothes? I never saw that. I only saw I wasnt getting what I wanted. I wanted to come thru that door and I knew after him jerking his cock he would have pulled his pants back up and would have been kneeling there. I wanted to yell at him ..Who told you to put your cock away? I was going to berate him and make him take his cock out again so Icould make fun of it. I wanted (for the first time) for me to come into that hotel room in full blown domme mode.Well a switch flipped and suddenly My fantasy wasnt what I wanted. I said forget it..we might as well have a glass of wine and chat.. (you know like usual) he was like you want me to put my clothes back on? yes umm I do!!! I told you I wanted them on. ok ok. he says and puts them back on. I swear he rolled his eyes..he said he didnt. I didnt want any of that. I wanted it all to go My way. NO questions asked..Just do it. I dont want to worry that his feelings are hurt or that he feels bad he let me down..so I should take it easy on him..and explain myself. .. I wanted to start of being a bitch. I wanted to start from minute one ... treating him like a piece of meat. And I got caught up in the relationship part. and he got caught up in the oh man what did I do. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;we had a glass of wine.. he apologized..I acted like it didnt matter.. it did.&amp;nbsp; and having been together for over 3 yrs he knows me well enough to know it did. and we moved on. and enjoyed our time together.. what I will tell you.. is that I learned something. I&amp;nbsp;LET all that happen. I am in control and what I should have done and what I will do next time.. in that situation I would say..no get your fucking clothes on like I said I wanted. and if there were any excuses or back talk I would have told him to close his mouth or I will shove something in there to help with that.Then I would have gotten out My crop and given his ass and his cock a beating for&amp;nbsp;not doing what I aksed ..no matter the reason.. &amp;nbsp;The only reason I didnt get what I wanted was because I didnt demand it. I am in charge and I wont be letting that happen again. If things arent going My way.. I will change them so they are. feelings and insecurities be damned..this is about Me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ok part two is next and its all about the good stuff. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-8831764528663771589?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/8831764528663771589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=8831764528663771589' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/8831764528663771589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/8831764528663771589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/09/rocky-start-but-great-finishpart-1.html' title='Rocky Start.. but great finish.part 1'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bLegxkk7gWw/ToC_KXWQYWI/AAAAAAAACj4/plu1RvxTXTI/s72-c/tumblr_loaqtySwxd1qbujxs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-1854479136877676938</id><published>2011-09-20T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T13:04:43.448-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bdsm'/><title type='text'>Its on My mind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im thinking about it. I just saw some of these at office depot.. mmmm I want to hurt him. I need it. do you all look at every day things when you are in a domme/sub mode..when you are craving it? does everything scream out bdsm..control?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nPefmfUi8YU/TnjwU5fCVLI/AAAAAAAACjo/jZE5l9pXl1g/s1600/tumblr_lp9lmhAzBD1qjgau7o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nPefmfUi8YU/TnjwU5fCVLI/AAAAAAAACjo/jZE5l9pXl1g/s320/tumblr_lp9lmhAzBD1qjgau7o1_500.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and how much I want to do this...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kpq4NQVVERk/TnjxpecorWI/AAAAAAAACj0/SAFAdIyu0g8/s1600/tumblr_lrnvckOVYC1qjv9ywo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kpq4NQVVERk/TnjxpecorWI/AAAAAAAACj0/SAFAdIyu0g8/s320/tumblr_lrnvckOVYC1qjv9ywo1_500.jpg" width="227px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and how much I am looking forward to this... friday cant come soon enough.. I thought of his face being here when I bought some new thigh highs today....mmmmm &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YjeF7PkinWQ/TnjwW4tGgKI/AAAAAAAACjw/rBYn4S5VbY4/s1600/tumblr_lqr5gyBMSZ1qatn9jo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YjeF7PkinWQ/TnjwW4tGgKI/AAAAAAAACjw/rBYn4S5VbY4/s320/tumblr_lqr5gyBMSZ1qatn9jo1_500.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-1854479136877676938?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/1854479136877676938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=1854479136877676938' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/1854479136877676938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/1854479136877676938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-on-my-mind.html' title='Its on My mind.'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nPefmfUi8YU/TnjwU5fCVLI/AAAAAAAACjo/jZE5l9pXl1g/s72-c/tumblr_lp9lmhAzBD1qjgau7o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-178402772566434598</id><published>2011-09-19T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T11:36:26.194-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brainwashed'/><title type='text'>Taking care of business</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess you could say thats what I have been doing. But mostly have been taking care of a friend who tried to do a ballet dance while she was intoxicated and broke her foot. Surgery and 7 screws later....yeah. no fun. I have taken off the last week to be with her, she is all alone for the moment..(thats another story) I took her to have surgery, then stayed at her home for a week to help feed her dogs and make sure she could at least manage going to the bathroom without breaking anything else. She is in a lot of pain. And being laid up for 8 weeks wont be fun either. Anyway..I have been a little out of whack..being away from my home..my work/school schedule messed up. you know how it is. But thats all going to get better. This week Im home, working, taking tests.. and tormenting slutboy..so all is on the right track. Im going to see him friday. THANK GOODNESS. I am horny and I need My dommefix. We have both been kind of stressed/busy/crowded you name it. So by friday afternoon I will be sitting on his face. Well maybe. if he is a good slave and does exactlyyyyy what I say. I plan on manipulating and controlling him. Mmmm just typing those words have my panties wet. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have a very nasty treat planned for slutboy. I cannot post what it is about ..well because he reads this blog. he never posts any comments.. but he reads it. He likes to know whats going on in that devious mind of Mine. but I will share with you all after the deed is done.. smirk.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I plan on hurting that nasty cock of his for sure. I have been thinking about that a lot. Since thats really all its good for. Im going to hurt it over and over..make it pay for not being a real cock that I could fuck.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IP1uzIYn4qY/TneJWfTE7UI/AAAAAAAACjg/Jm6g_dy4oNk/s1600/tumblr_ln7gqxQsph1qcm038o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IP1uzIYn4qY/TneJWfTE7UI/AAAAAAAACjg/Jm6g_dy4oNk/s320/tumblr_ln7gqxQsph1qcm038o1_500.jpg" width="247px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im also going to discipline him if his cock gets hard when its not supposed to. slutboy has very rigid (ha) rules concerning when he is allowed to get hard..mostly during these times only: when he is sucking a cock, his ass is plugged, he is licking my asshole, cleaning a big load of cum from my freshly fucked pussy, when I have an orgasm, when I am feeding him real man cum from my fingers. he is trained to get hard when I allow him to experience these nasty treats. I want to really brainwash him/rewire his cock .. make it so that he cant even orgasm unless he is being milked by me or he is being assfucked and mouth fucked at the same time. yes I want to drag him down to animal status.. even when he wakes up in the morning with a morning woody..as soon as he is totally awake that woody should go down..because his slutty brain knows he isnt allowed to get hard unless its during those certain conditions he has been trained to perform in. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will make him wear his cock cage while we play truth and pain. I ask him some nasty questions and his answers will be with moans and pain. hmm like *do you want to see a bull fuck Me? do yo want to suck his cock before he fucks Me? are you a cocksucker? * and he knows what answers I had better hear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S-dbQJyu-9w/TneJ_w5cZCI/AAAAAAAACjk/PL3vJj-bdAo/s1600/tumblr_lpif2uOy6l1qkb5yoo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S-dbQJyu-9w/TneJ_w5cZCI/AAAAAAAACjk/PL3vJj-bdAo/s1600/tumblr_lpif2uOy6l1qkb5yoo1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.along with his cock getting painfully hard.. his cock always betrays him. because I own that cock.he is My trained bitch. Im going to make him crawl on his hands and knees to beg to suck My cock.. and he better make it sound slutty and convincing. Im going to spank his cockhole with My crop.. and make him tell me what that hole is for? smirk.. he so cute when he is&amp;nbsp; embarrassed. he might earn a new nick name.. *hole* or *piss mop* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im going to sit on his face with My ass..and show him just how he rates.. he will have to earn the right to lick My pussy.. he has to be My dirty filthy whore to earn any privileges. Cause I like a dirty show.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-178402772566434598?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/178402772566434598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=178402772566434598' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/178402772566434598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/178402772566434598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/09/taking-care-of-business.html' title='Taking care of business'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IP1uzIYn4qY/TneJWfTE7UI/AAAAAAAACjg/Jm6g_dy4oNk/s72-c/tumblr_ln7gqxQsph1qcm038o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-7856692237217755668</id><published>2011-09-12T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T10:29:59.617-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cocksucking'/><title type='text'>look at My cock</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b0P4xaaxvRQ/Tm5Z3PxuKhI/AAAAAAAAChw/73QulcphF44/s1600/tumblr_lf5lus8Joo1qbwu1to1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b0P4xaaxvRQ/Tm5Z3PxuKhI/AAAAAAAAChw/73QulcphF44/s320/tumblr_lf5lus8Joo1qbwu1to1_500.jpg" width="220px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look at it like you want it.I want to tease you and degrade you with My cock. It amuses Me. Im going to slap your face with this cock and tell you how worthless your cock is. I can get a bigger one anytime I want. dont you wish you could say the same. ha ha. Im going to make you tell me how useless your cock is. how it could never please me.&amp;nbsp; I like making you talk about my cock. making you beg for it. Ihear it in your voice. you get embarrassed.. flustered.&amp;nbsp; it only makes me wetter.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im going to stroke this cock of mine in front of your face. dont you wish you could stroke your pathetic piece of flesh hanging between your legs? awee too bad. I control that too. now what are you thinking slutboy? are you wondering if Im going to shove this into your mouth or tell you to get on all fours and present your cockhole to me for a hard fucking? you dont know do you? I might tell you to get my cockhole ready for me. I will make you lube your hole all by yourself. mmm thats hot...almost as hot as watching when you shove your steel butt plug up into your cockhole..mmmm the sounds you make. you know you are going to obey and get that hole ready for My cock how does that make you feel whore? spreading and using yourself for Me. beign degraded and turning your cockhole into a lubricated wet hole for me to fuck. so I can take you hard and rough like I like it.. but dont worry Im going to use all your holes. yes look at My cock..like you want it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-7856692237217755668?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/7856692237217755668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=7856692237217755668' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/7856692237217755668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/7856692237217755668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/09/look-at-my-cock.html' title='look at My cock'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b0P4xaaxvRQ/Tm5Z3PxuKhI/AAAAAAAAChw/73QulcphF44/s72-c/tumblr_lf5lus8Joo1qbwu1to1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-8528700121984714855</id><published>2011-09-12T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T21:09:54.590-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lines'/><title type='text'>Is there such a thing as wanting too much?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause if there is then Im screwed. Cause I want it all. And I want it all form the man that is my submissive/slave. But oh Im on a slippery slope.. cause we are both married. And sometimes wanting it all doesnt mean I get it all. And for some insane reason..that doesn't sit well with her Highness&amp;lt;&amp;lt;ME. I have this problem, when Im in a Mistress/sub relationship..well I think I own the man literally.. normal reasoning just doesnt seem to penetrate My brain during this relationship. I want it all and I want it NOW.I dont want to settle for less. The things I want make him uncomfortable. and guess what..THATS MY FAVORITE PART. I want him uncomfortable, I want him to know I cross lines..I erase lines. fuck lines.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-txIRWOlCHms/Tm5W8GmZytI/AAAAAAAACho/NFty1zlrOAw/s1600/cross_line-495x371.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239px" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-txIRWOlCHms/Tm5W8GmZytI/AAAAAAAACho/NFty1zlrOAw/s320/cross_line-495x371.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have a taste no a hunger for dark depraved things. I want to own slutboy even in his most private moments. Because I am always with him and I always own him. I put him in uncomfortable positions sometimes and to tell you the truth..I DONT CARE. I want what I want. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tell him when he is allowed to have sex and when he isnt. Its usually about once a month and before you start sending me hate mail..it was like that anyways..not much difference. the difference now is that I control it..and sometimes I even tell him what he is to be thinking about when he does have sex. yes I am depraved. I like it like that. he needs to know he is performing like an animal for me. and if I had My way he would ever get sex. maybe once a year on his birthday I would let him fuck Me with a cock sheath on. pussy is a privilege and its not intended for slutboys. So why the rant you ask? well every month I figure its time for him to have sex. (hey I dont really want to cause problems at home) so I tell him he can have sex. Then I usually send him an email or two making sure he has me on his mind when he is doing as he is told. He needs to respond to those messages and he needs to inform me that he did said deed. well the problem is ..he shuts down.its uncomfortable for him.. its like dont ask dont tell. well this aint the fucking army.. you will tell me and you will do it my way OR NOT AT ALL. Im a bitch. And I like control. Anyone else ever experience this type of ownership? and yes yes...I know..I made my bed and now I have to sleep in it blah.. well if I had found the internet before I got married (and knew what those feelings were that I had when I was 17..instead of being called kinky and freaky. I would have expolored them.. )I would be in a femdomme marriage..and that still might happen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oJE_N-cPNco/TnApDIlowzI/AAAAAAAACh0/kK7rMm9_G3I/s1600/tumblr_lpu23jJpoN1qcoknao1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241px" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oJE_N-cPNco/TnApDIlowzI/AAAAAAAACh0/kK7rMm9_G3I/s320/tumblr_lpu23jJpoN1qcoknao1_500.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;. the more I see that this isnt something that I can live without. That being a domme is part of My dna. I hope Im not wanting too much..cause I dont think I can change the way I want things. I want it My way.I need affection and surrender.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-8528700121984714855?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/8528700121984714855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=8528700121984714855' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/8528700121984714855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/8528700121984714855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/09/is-there-such-thing-as-wanting-too-much.html' title='Is there such a thing as wanting too much?'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-txIRWOlCHms/Tm5W8GmZytI/AAAAAAAACho/NFty1zlrOAw/s72-c/cross_line-495x371.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-2791752042358016236</id><published>2011-09-05T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T16:21:16.539-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='balls'/><title type='text'>If the Queen had balls..she would be king</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5FMe6Fd5QLM/TmVX_MtwxBI/AAAAAAAACgE/DYPkYehiX8s/s1600/bitch1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252px" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5FMe6Fd5QLM/TmVX_MtwxBI/AAAAAAAACgE/DYPkYehiX8s/s320/bitch1.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a4EQqjPbWdk/TmVYAkhn5YI/AAAAAAAACgI/Zm-OQyoP2nI/s1600/tumblr_lmy8lmQfRx1qka6z0o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a4EQqjPbWdk/TmVYAkhn5YI/AAAAAAAACgI/Zm-OQyoP2nI/s320/tumblr_lmy8lmQfRx1qka6z0o1_500.jpg" width="205px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;awee look honey..looks like I have&amp;nbsp;you by&amp;nbsp;the balls..literally and figuratively&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1wCG-GasjU0/TmVYFEL8CgI/AAAAAAAACgM/lUl0mibuTHs/s1600/tumblr_lqaqggAKIS1r0g5e9o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212px" nba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1wCG-GasjU0/TmVYFEL8CgI/AAAAAAAACgM/lUl0mibuTHs/s320/tumblr_lqaqggAKIS1r0g5e9o1_500.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lW1jGIyig-w/TmVYIPtWY4I/AAAAAAAACgQ/ug9LPVA1c7E/s1600/tumblr_llujweZnZv1qeaonio1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213px" nba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lW1jGIyig-w/TmVYIPtWY4I/AAAAAAAACgQ/ug9LPVA1c7E/s320/tumblr_llujweZnZv1qeaonio1_500.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-88jVkyE2V5U/TmVYJbAwcBI/AAAAAAAACgU/VVWanHrzodQ/s1600/bitch-boss.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258px" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-88jVkyE2V5U/TmVYJbAwcBI/AAAAAAAACgU/VVWanHrzodQ/s320/bitch-boss.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want one of these but it needs to be more realistic with balls and firmer..thats the new kind of strapon dildo Im in the market for. the one I have.. isnt big enough. it needs to hurt him more. he needs to lick balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U0reiSzF_ls/TmVYSNnJ-fI/AAAAAAAACgY/e9DaoOoEgqo/s1600/tumblr_lq3bscgL8m1qizamdo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U0reiSzF_ls/TmVYSNnJ-fI/AAAAAAAACgY/e9DaoOoEgqo/s320/tumblr_lq3bscgL8m1qizamdo1_500.jpg" width="224px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;well I have some balls.. ha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-2791752042358016236?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/2791752042358016236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=2791752042358016236' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/2791752042358016236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/2791752042358016236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/09/if-queen-had-ballsshe-would-be-king.html' title='If the Queen had balls..she would be king'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5FMe6Fd5QLM/TmVX_MtwxBI/AAAAAAAACgE/DYPkYehiX8s/s72-c/bitch1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-4909273428023756976</id><published>2011-09-03T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T12:09:47.011-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milking'/><title type='text'>Drain the filth</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Found this on tumblr by toy4sarah. so true.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is essential to drain the filth out of your sluts swollen balls from time to time. &amp;nbsp;With a bit of practice this can be done leaving him MORE frustrated after rather than less. &amp;nbsp;Oh! &amp;nbsp;Such sweet begging :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t_d0002v1A8/TmJ7arC55jI/AAAAAAAACgA/plxhNdGMFys/s1600/tumblr_lo3zvjYCNp1qaz8fmo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t_d0002v1A8/TmJ7arC55jI/AAAAAAAACgA/plxhNdGMFys/s320/tumblr_lo3zvjYCNp1qaz8fmo1_500.jpg" width="320px" xaa="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-4909273428023756976?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/4909273428023756976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=4909273428023756976' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/4909273428023756976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/4909273428023756976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/09/drain-filth.html' title='Drain the filth'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t_d0002v1A8/TmJ7arC55jI/AAAAAAAACgA/plxhNdGMFys/s72-c/tumblr_lo3zvjYCNp1qaz8fmo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-5866955601498946901</id><published>2011-08-28T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T07:59:22.415-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trraining'/><title type='text'>Treat a man like a man he acts like a man..treat him like a dog.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ass sniffer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gPV_Jt8fKQI/TlpWwmmEIRI/AAAAAAAACe4/vRiOO65s_mA/s1600/tumblr_lpewnmnKmf1qe5bzho1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gPV_Jt8fKQI/TlpWwmmEIRI/AAAAAAAACe4/vRiOO65s_mA/s320/tumblr_lpewnmnKmf1qe5bzho1_500.jpg" width="213px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_3Xdt7r5eXA/TlpW1FGlTHI/AAAAAAAACe8/QYCrElhUJ4s/s1600/tumblr_lpobhkgG4Q1qho7keo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227px" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_3Xdt7r5eXA/TlpW1FGlTHI/AAAAAAAACe8/QYCrElhUJ4s/s320/tumblr_lpobhkgG4Q1qho7keo1_500.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ummm I mean treat him like a slave and he acts like a slave. I have been working on a post about conditioning behavior.. training your slave to do things..feel things.. that he probably wouldnt normally but he can be trained. When to get hard..when to get excited..trained to know its all about you and no one else. Including him. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Any of you out there experienced that? trained to do certain things at the drop of a shoe? the snap of&amp;nbsp; finger? the drop of the panties? or anyone done that training? I find it hot hot hot. like pavalov's dog..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rje8URsnPo8/TlpXuPlp6SI/AAAAAAAACfA/fTtjft9G3UM/s1600/595.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rje8URsnPo8/TlpXuPlp6SI/AAAAAAAACfA/fTtjft9G3UM/s320/595.jpg" width="213px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;salvating..knowing what to do..being conditioned. I believe in it. and its hot as hell. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;speaking of which..Im off to church..yall have an awesome day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-5866955601498946901?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/5866955601498946901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=5866955601498946901' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/5866955601498946901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/5866955601498946901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/08/treat-man-like-man-he-acts-like.html' title='Treat a man like a man he acts like a man..treat him like a dog.....'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gPV_Jt8fKQI/TlpWwmmEIRI/AAAAAAAACe4/vRiOO65s_mA/s72-c/tumblr_lpewnmnKmf1qe5bzho1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-5312712564637016124</id><published>2011-08-26T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T06:50:05.931-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='femdom'/><title type='text'>I want this necklace!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So what are My options? Is there like a Femdomme jewelry store out there? ha ha. love this one!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NMJbpMwV8rw/TlekZmUVAXI/AAAAAAAACdw/1-F6Q_S7n0U/s1600/untitledllll.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191px" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NMJbpMwV8rw/TlekZmUVAXI/AAAAAAAACdw/1-F6Q_S7n0U/s320/untitledllll.bmp" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes boys..there is a necklace there..focus!!!! ha &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-5312712564637016124?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/5312712564637016124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=5312712564637016124' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/5312712564637016124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/5312712564637016124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-want-this-necklace.html' title='I want this necklace!'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NMJbpMwV8rw/TlekZmUVAXI/AAAAAAAACdw/1-F6Q_S7n0U/s72-c/untitledllll.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-9191511760340142377</id><published>2011-08-24T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T09:58:32.205-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ass licker'/><title type='text'>My worthless ass licker</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell Me slut.. do you take it personally when I tell you that you are My worthless asslicker? how about when I tell you that your cock is worthless? I will tell you a little secret..I dont think you are totally worthless. Smirk. But somedays I need to be cruel dont I? I need to humiliate you and make sure you know exactly what you are to Me.It makes me wet to make fun of your cock. To tell you it will never please Me like a real man's cock. That it isnt allowed in My pussy.(well we are discussing that once a year birthday sex..havent made up my mind) Sometimes I just need to verbally degrade you, I love the whimpers you make as I yank you down to slave land where you belong. you start going down down and the whimpers as you acknowledge what I am saying is true. I pull the truth from your mouth just as I pull on your hard cock..there is no denying that. It’s&amp;nbsp;a wonderful&amp;nbsp;contradiction, isn’t it? you humiliated and admitting exactly what you are to Me... and your cock aching and throbbing betraying you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I watched a video the other day and in the movie the Mistress squatted over the sluts face and another Mistress in the background commanded him * lick the human!* for some reason that made Me hot.. I think of you like that. degrading you to where you are less than human..to where you only exist for My pleasure. we are almost there arent we? sometimes we are very close. the lines blur. you are alread an object to Me.. an object for My pleasure to use and abuse. sometimes you are just a place to sit My ass cheeks on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g-xlEtttP1s/TlUtsL_dT8I/AAAAAAAACdU/VH_fo4LdTLA/s1600/tumblr_lj4vepjtSK1qip8ito1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g-xlEtttP1s/TlUtsL_dT8I/AAAAAAAACdU/VH_fo4LdTLA/s320/tumblr_lj4vepjtSK1qip8ito1_500.jpg" width="214px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you are My worthless ass licker arent you slutboy? I mean I know where you work people are kissing your ass left and right..but thats not the situation with us now is it? no you are My personal ass licker..kisser and worshipper. I like the talents of your tongue..I like how your tongue goes up and down My ass crack and how you pay special attention to My asshole.I want you to lick every inch of My ass. I want you to learn to endure if I sit on your face and cut your breath off. well just for a little bit.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;you really need to worship My ass and make ME happy.. thats how you earn the right to worship My pussy. I dont know though slutboy.. perhaps you prefer My ass to My pussy..you really are a filthy whore arent you? I want you nasty and degraded from a long while of worshipping My ass. see you are busy today with clients from china and no time for your Mistress..tsk tsk..left to her own devices she starts thinking and plotting.. how you will be only allowed to worship My ass..and work your way up to pussy. hope your tongue is up for the challenge? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-9191511760340142377?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/9191511760340142377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=9191511760340142377' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/9191511760340142377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/9191511760340142377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-worthless-ass-licker.html' title='My worthless ass licker'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g-xlEtttP1s/TlUtsL_dT8I/AAAAAAAACdU/VH_fo4LdTLA/s72-c/tumblr_lj4vepjtSK1qip8ito1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-3468593756958346829</id><published>2011-08-22T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T11:42:49.599-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parent'/><title type='text'>Mile high club?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well I am offically a bad parent. While we were school shopping My son wanted this Nike Shirt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FsFQa3AKz3Y/TlKgsHigaRI/AAAAAAAACdM/3C1bC2urThA/s1600/nike-mile-high-club-ss-t-shirt---mens---black-full.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FsFQa3AKz3Y/TlKgsHigaRI/AAAAAAAACdM/3C1bC2urThA/s1600/nike-mile-high-club-ss-t-shirt---mens---black-full.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now being the *hip* *cool* Mom..I knew this shirt could be taken different way.. Mile High..hmm sex on the airplane. or just High? smoking dope. but..then again its a Nike slogan about basket ball and jumping that high. So I did what any good Mother would do ..I caved. I said ok. well Friday was his second day of high school and he wore this shirt. Now you have to know some of the clothing rules we already have been dealing with since the 6th grade. No Red. No blue. No san fran giants hats. No dodger hats. all gang something something. bah.. next we will have to give up the rainbow. so that already limits what color shirts/ sweatshirts we can purchase. Ok back to his second day at school. He won a contest in one of his classes and could name everyone in the class after a game they played. I guess the teacher couldnt really see his whole shirt since he was probably slumped down in his desk or whatever. but when he went to the front of the class the teacher read his shirt and took him out side. She asked him if he knew what the mile high club was. He said no. She said it means something sexual. He said he got embarrassed and said ok. she said this shirt is inappropriate for school. Dont wear it again. he went back inside and he said another kid said something about *stoner wanna be* Jeez. So he comes home to Me..tells Me everything and wants to know what does the mile high club mean? Im serious people My kid is spacey casey and a bit of an airhead. and bless his heart an innocent..(to a certain degree.he aint no angel.) but anyways I had to tell him it was sex on an airplane.. he got that disgusted look on his face.. (the one he always gets when he has to hear that stuff from his Mother) he then looks all serious..and asked..* umm they have sex even with all the other people around?* ha.. I forgot to tell him the part about the bathroom.. so the shirt is for wear at home only. probably wants to wear it more now than ever. thank you teacher. I was kind of ready to call there today and tell her next time just tell him not to wear it anymore and leave the explanation to me.. they wonder why our kids start associating things with gangs..sex..*evil*..its because you tell them it is. why give red..and blue all that power. jeez. but then I was calmer and decided no I wont call. I dont want to be a total bitch..The teachers have a job to do.. I respect that. and I want him to have respect for that too. I should have went with My gut feeling about that shirt. chalk it up to another parental lesson.. ..1 of thousands I keep learning.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-3468593756958346829?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/3468593756958346829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=3468593756958346829' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/3468593756958346829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/3468593756958346829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/08/mile-high-club.html' title='Mile high club?'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FsFQa3AKz3Y/TlKgsHigaRI/AAAAAAAACdM/3C1bC2urThA/s72-c/nike-mile-high-club-ss-t-shirt---mens---black-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-8513435445621460517</id><published>2011-08-21T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T14:40:53.584-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bitch'/><title type='text'>You did it now bitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would love to have some guy in a suit come home to Me..and let Me take out My aggressions on him..hurt him. humiliate him..all because I need to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Look out world.. no seriously look out.. he doesnt always look where he is walking.. ha ha. I start school next tuesday and thursdays. Im taking six units this semester, it may very well be the death of Me.. hey I aint as young as I used to be. Back to the grind..taking physiology/healthcare anatomy/ process of disease &amp;lt;yummy, a hip hop dance class (yeah I like to shake it..what of it?) and the second part of a microsoft word class. woot woot. Im actually glad its going to be starting. I do well when My mind and time is occupied. My boss is still driving Me nuts. Someone else joined our team this summer and couldnt believe what I have to put up with. That said person went and made a complaint and threw My name in there as another person that gets treated poorly. oh well. Sometimes people just bring stuff on themselves. I have strict orders from slutboy to be professional, tell the truth and stay out of trouble. ha. The hospital where I work at one day a week, had lunch catered for us this week, it was chinese food and My fortune cookie read..* be more agreeable this week* ha ha fat chance. I did find that amusing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So this is My last official week to screw around, before school starts.Im enjoying the peace and quiet at home. I could run around naked if I wanted. hmm I dont want to. but I might have to dust off My vibrator and give it a good talking to. I like to talk dirty to it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next week its back to the study grind. I wish My study time looked like the following:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hu7D0bd18Ds/Tk1OEx1MiFI/AAAAAAAACbE/zrZLc49tDq4/s1600/tumblr_lp906dNXZe1qlkoq5o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hu7D0bd18Ds/Tk1OEx1MiFI/AAAAAAAACbE/zrZLc49tDq4/s320/tumblr_lp906dNXZe1qlkoq5o1_500.jpg" width="247px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QHnB1ZHbW54/Tk1OIGKve8I/AAAAAAAACbI/6Ha-7ivmNes/s1600/untitledbk.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="230px" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QHnB1ZHbW54/Tk1OIGKve8I/AAAAAAAACbI/6Ha-7ivmNes/s320/untitledbk.bmp" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IFi4RBJLC9k/Tk1OOClgbyI/AAAAAAAACbM/q_L16PuTchs/s1600/abcwant.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IFi4RBJLC9k/Tk1OOClgbyI/AAAAAAAACbM/q_L16PuTchs/s320/abcwant.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UScSG_TEkgo/Tk1OPhjbFlI/AAAAAAAACbQ/sse7W6LJb3E/s1600/tumblr_lmbg987niD1qgnjaoo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UScSG_TEkgo/Tk1OPhjbFlI/AAAAAAAACbQ/sse7W6LJb3E/s320/tumblr_lmbg987niD1qgnjaoo1_500.jpg" width="239px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perhaps slutboy could help Me study this way? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-1628163569442895439?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/1628163569442895439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=1628163569442895439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/1628163569442895439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/1628163569442895439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/08/schools-back-in-session-yippie.html' title='School&apos;s back in SESSION YIPPIE'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hu7D0bd18Ds/Tk1OEx1MiFI/AAAAAAAACbE/zrZLc49tDq4/s72-c/tumblr_lp906dNXZe1qlkoq5o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-5049198215523509494</id><published>2011-08-10T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T19:26:16.581-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slutboy back'/><title type='text'>Slutboy was back in My downunder again</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He's back..slut boy that is. and hey so am I. back on My blog. We had a wonderful nasty time on friday and sat. the previous week we were both pretty busy. him with catching up with his business (boss man had been gone for two weeks I mean come on..the place probably burned to the ground) and me well I had my youngest turning 14..look out high school! I had a friend in from out of town to spend the night. We didnt have much talk time that week and really I didnt have time to give him tasks.(like jerking his nasty cock to the point of cumming and then stopping or making him stretch his cock hole with a butt plug for Me) no none of that was accomplished. but friday afternoon we were locked together inside a hotel room. Slut even had the cockcage on before I got there.. he handed over the key when I walked in. I sat down and didnt let him touch me for a while. I wanted to tease him. I know he had missed me being gone so long. And being out of touch. well my friend had spent the night before and didnt leave the house till I was leaving to go meet slutboy..so I didnt get any quick sex in before I left.. so I was sad I didnt have a pussy full of cum to bring slutboy. I even thought of making him only worship My ass while I was there with him since he doesnt deserve a pussy that is clean and fresh. I told him so. but lets face it. I am NOT denying My pussy his mouth. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was wound up from exchanging some emails with My hopeful to be Bull. And I shared those with slutboy. So I know we were both thinking the same thing..that next time we are together..the room could include one other person. hot. Have you ever been so close to cumming and you cant? fucking sucks doesnt it? what is it..a cumblock? two times I got really close with sluts mouth on my clit and My dildo on/in my pussy..and I couldnt cum. I was getting aggravated..because as slutboy says..*Mistress lets face it..i have very little patience..and You have NONE.*&amp;nbsp; he is so right. so I had to calm down.I had to take a deep breath. I was getting greedy and wanted to cum. I did cum. a lot. I came on sluts face.. I came with My vibrator rubbing My clit and his mouth on my nipples moving from nipple to nipple the way I like it. I was going crazy imaging him doing that while a big cock is shoved deep in My pussy. I fucked sluts cock hole too.I fucked his ass for a while..long and slow.. he said it was the best ass fucking I have ever given him..hmmm not even sure how to take that.. except sometimes I know I am in a frenzy and I want to just rape him..and fuck his ass hard and take what I want..I want to hear him groan and hurt.I want to hurt his tight hole..and he never lets me down..I get the sounds I want..but this time..I wanted a long fucking. I wanted to fuck him long and hard..and I did.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hHLVoxAhq3E/TkM5YKWjZaI/AAAAAAAACaw/xZ8bfk4Me-I/s1600/tumblr_lltkpmR8jg1qe7bs4o1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="218px" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hHLVoxAhq3E/TkM5YKWjZaI/AAAAAAAACaw/xZ8bfk4Me-I/s320/tumblr_lltkpmR8jg1qe7bs4o1_400.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know he worshipped My legs..and My ass.. and I came a few more times.. yes I have been denied too long. I had some build up for sure. And he was just the whore to take care of it for Me. I did get frustrated one time.&amp;nbsp; I got up on saturday ..having shaved my legs in the shower..I wanted him to put baby oil all over my legs..which he lovingly did. then I told him put it on my ass. I wanted to put him in the chair at the hotel room ..the computer chair and put his hands behind his back with the handcuffs and rub my naked ass ..now coated with oil allllllll over his cock. I wanted to tease him.. let him see what he will never get.&amp;nbsp; well guess what.. his hands wouldnt reach behind the chair enough for me to put the cuffs on.. stupid chair. I got mad..laid down on the couch and said forget it.. slutboy..always the one to not want to disappoint me..says now Mistress.. we have rope.. I tried that.no go.. just not a lot of room to tie things errr people up in a hotel room. one of these days we are going to rent a cabin..for a couple days and it will be like home sweet home..lots of places to fuck slutboy. oh thats another story. ha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I did wake up saturday to him licking my pussy. I had another orgasm..left him with a hard cock.rolled over and went back to sleep.&amp;nbsp; I let slut cum with me sitting astride his face grinding my pussy down while he strokedhis cock. he really was My oral slave this weekend. he came&amp;nbsp; and it felt so good while he triedto keep up his licking my clit.I came hard and he was breathing all hard into my pussy while he came too.. that was good. I came again a little while after that..and was really in happy la la land I guess..cause I said hey slutboy..you want to cum again..he got this scoobydoo look ..errrrr ughhhhh yes Mistress..(omg hurry say yes before she comes back to ) um how do you want me to cum.. I dont know I told him..figure it out..and I dont want you cumming on me.. I was gonna lay down on the bed and let him worship my pussy at the edge of the bed while he kneeled and stroked..but umm that wasnt comfortable for me..oh my he was really scrambling then..oh crap what way should I do it..she is still on a high from her orgasm.. she could change her mind any second ( I NEVER let him cum twice) ok well Mistress how about I lick your ass while you lie on the bed. hmmm ok slutboy lets do that. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wmSkDCkVRXw/TkM81jX0tWI/AAAAAAAACa0/zo5auKlnTL0/s1600/tumblr_lnipqvQJ9I1qgnjaoo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="219px" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wmSkDCkVRXw/TkM81jX0tWI/AAAAAAAACa0/zo5auKlnTL0/s320/tumblr_lnipqvQJ9I1qgnjaoo1_500.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;man what have I been missing. his mouth was all over my asshole..begging to lick it while he stroked..he gave me the best ass licking worshipping I have ever had. (must have been pay back for the good ass fucking I gave him..ha) he was licking and slurping my ass..&amp;nbsp; I think if my clit hadnt already been in hiding (from all the previous orgasms) I could have grabbed my dildo and came again while he did that. awesome.. def gonna try that again. Usually I dont let slutboy give too many suggestions..well cause I want it My way. and Im a bitch like that. I tell YOU what to do. ha ha. but hey..seems he has some good ideas up his cockcage. I had an awesome time.. came too many times to count..seriously..after about 7 we lose count dont we slutboy?&amp;nbsp; so slutboy has been hinting that we should have sex.. I know right?? crazy. like once a year he says.. on his birthday to show him what he is missing.. only once a year.. hmmm I dont know.. but if I dont find a bull soon he is going to have to get one of these cock sheaths for sure. then he can be inside Me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_vWPNcKaFaA/TkM9uX-h5vI/AAAAAAAACa4/FdoiK1SDzQc/s1600/tumblr_ll09zex0eC1qiquh5o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214px" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_vWPNcKaFaA/TkM9uX-h5vI/AAAAAAAACa4/FdoiK1SDzQc/s320/tumblr_ll09zex0eC1qiquh5o1_500.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-5049198215523509494?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/5049198215523509494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=5049198215523509494' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/5049198215523509494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/5049198215523509494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/08/slutboy-was-back-in-my-downunder-again.html' title='Slutboy was back in My downunder again'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hHLVoxAhq3E/TkM5YKWjZaI/AAAAAAAACaw/xZ8bfk4Me-I/s72-c/tumblr_lltkpmR8jg1qe7bs4o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-3376233896316389618</id><published>2011-07-31T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T13:30:04.816-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cocksucking'/><title type='text'>filthy cocksucker</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;slut boy is back. he made it safe and sound from down under. its been a bit rough going so long with no phone calls. just emails here and there.he was occupied with family and the time difference was horrible. I hated it. we are going to see&amp;nbsp;each other this friday nite and sleep over at a hotel. I want him to be crawling to Meon his hands and knees begging for a taste of My cock. My strapon cock..always hard and always ready for his slutty mouth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mTZyKnDSTfA/TjW2r8ADE9I/AAAAAAAACZo/wL-_gKket40/s1600/tumblr_l68jolCiCQ1qcoknao1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="279px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mTZyKnDSTfA/TjW2r8ADE9I/AAAAAAAACZo/wL-_gKket40/s320/tumblr_l68jolCiCQ1qcoknao1_500.jpg" t$="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;we have been talking about the bull since he got home on friday. its made him squirm and get hard reading messages between Me and the bull. the bull has now asked for a fuck date.. smirk. I was just talking to slut about the bull. he said he had reread some of the messages I had sent him about Him and he wanted to touch himself..but he knew that he isnt allowed..and that made him sink deeper into subbie land. ahhhh I love controlling him and his cock.I have only had one face to face with the Bull and a I said in My previous post, I felt very at ease with him. What I would like to now do is have some sort of meeting where we could kiss and get a feel(pardon the pun) for each other..make sure the chemistry is there. I felt a lot of sexual tension between us and yes My panties were wet after that. its just one more step. then of course comes the part that I have to break to him that he wont be spending the night with us after we fuck. I want us to have sex..humiliate the slut and then slut is going to clean us up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vuhzpQ2uYUc/TjW4FC8rdQI/AAAAAAAACZs/_dPbF5Rch2U/s1600/tumblr_losf9iw0qI1qhh9qvo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vuhzpQ2uYUc/TjW4FC8rdQI/AAAAAAAACZs/_dPbF5Rch2U/s320/tumblr_losf9iw0qI1qhh9qvo1_500.jpg" t$="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;then the Bull is to leave. thats how I want it. I want to sleep next to My slut and still have man cum oozing out of Me for him to swallow the next morning. it will be his morning feeding.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So to get ready for his cucking..Im going to make sure slut gets a lot of cocksucking practice this friday. he is going to tell me..."Mistress, I am suck a filthy cocksucker, I only feel complete with a huge warm dick in my mouth!” because that is what Im going to want to hear. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was just looking back to the last time we were together ..it was may 15.. this is probably the longest I have gone without him behind closed door to do with what I want. I cant be held responsible for how badly I hurt him.. &amp;lt;evil smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-3376233896316389618?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/3376233896316389618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=3376233896316389618' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/3376233896316389618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/3376233896316389618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/07/filthy-cocksucker.html' title='filthy cocksucker'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mTZyKnDSTfA/TjW2r8ADE9I/AAAAAAAACZo/wL-_gKket40/s72-c/tumblr_l68jolCiCQ1qcoknao1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-7006866375859244689</id><published>2011-07-29T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T10:17:23.219-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot'/><title type='text'>oh la la</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;this gets Me going on so many levels. the suit.. the binding.. the mouth taped. the eyes covered. no feeling sorry for him if he cant look at you. hot hot ..mmmm wet panties hot.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aXLRdemsRNI/TjLq2_84hUI/AAAAAAAACYc/bv3sOT6298c/s1600/tumblr_lb2rsyjlHv1qbk1m5o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aXLRdemsRNI/TjLq2_84hUI/AAAAAAAACYc/bv3sOT6298c/s320/tumblr_lb2rsyjlHv1qbk1m5o1_500.jpg" t$="true" width="248px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-7006866375859244689?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/7006866375859244689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=7006866375859244689' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/7006866375859244689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/7006866375859244689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/07/oh-la-la.html' title='oh la la'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aXLRdemsRNI/TjLq2_84hUI/AAAAAAAACYc/bv3sOT6298c/s72-c/tumblr_lb2rsyjlHv1qbk1m5o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-4167943132225489359</id><published>2011-07-27T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T21:15:24.238-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bull'/><title type='text'>The date</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The date with the bull went well. I felt very comfortable with him. he is down to earth and funny. all important things to Me. we talked for an hour and a half&amp;nbsp; over coffee, an iced coffee for me. we discussed how we both ended up in california and general stuff. then we talked about the slut..or My *boytoy* as He called him. I have to admit it was pretty hot talking about My slut with him. talking about him like the toy that he is. the Bull did say towards the end of our time together that he had no doubt that We could have some fun at the boy's expense.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I will write more later kind of crowded at the moment. But I did imagine myself sitting next to the bull while were sitting across from each other I thought of us together with slut between our legs while we kissed and he serviced us orally.  He hugged me when we got ready to leave then he leaned in and whispered that he liked how hard my nipples got for him. I'm sure I blushed. And I told him he was bad and he said yes I am. I had hot sex later at home with all those nasty images in my mind nasty thoughts of slut kneeling beside me sucking those hard nipples while the bull slam fucked me and in my fantasy the bull slapped slut on the ass and told him to shake his ass like a whore if he wanted a fucking too and slut did. Umm that's when I came so hard my tonsils hurt. More later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-4167943132225489359?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/4167943132225489359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=4167943132225489359' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/4167943132225489359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/4167943132225489359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/07/date.html' title='The date'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-3919289652487643777</id><published>2011-07-25T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T18:50:37.101-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>I may hurt someone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7F5A-URsD48/Ti4KwNB_W1I/AAAAAAAACYU/YXudJoWcZVA/s1600/its-been-lovely-but-i-have-to-scream-now-rape.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="219px" separator?="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7F5A-URsD48/Ti4KwNB_W1I/AAAAAAAACYU/YXudJoWcZVA/s320/its-been-lovely-but-i-have-to-scream-now-%20%3Cstrong%3EHave%20you%20ever%20hated%20yourself%20for%20staring%20at%20the%20phone? &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;You're whole life waiting on the ring to prove you're not alone &amp;lt;/strong&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;div class=" style="clear: both; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever hated yourself for staring at the phone?&lt;br /&gt;You're whole life waiting on the ring to prove you're not alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JVmCNm-OVUE/Ti4KxnX9O7I/AAAAAAAACYY/XEqkFx7lSk0/s1600/sad_phone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JVmCNm-OVUE/Ti4KxnX9O7I/AAAAAAAACYY/XEqkFx7lSk0/s1600/sad_phone.jpg" t$="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;well you know what.. I am strong..and I am tough.. so fuck you phone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-3919289652487643777?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/3919289652487643777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=3919289652487643777' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/3919289652487643777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/3919289652487643777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-may-hurt-someone.html' title='I may hurt someone'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JVmCNm-OVUE/Ti4KxnX9O7I/AAAAAAAACYY/XEqkFx7lSk0/s72-c/sad_phone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-454084159609594076</id><published>2011-07-25T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T17:17:13.842-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bull'/><title type='text'>meeting tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;well I have a meeting scheduled for tomorrow afternoon with the bull&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d6jbLTlEKtg/Ti4HfqfCV7I/AAAAAAAACYQ/d0UeYV3g328/s1600/lunch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d6jbLTlEKtg/Ti4HfqfCV7I/AAAAAAAACYQ/d0UeYV3g328/s320/lunch.jpg" t$="true" width="239px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;. Im excited. of course I was told not to meet with him until the slut got back into the country. but I make the rules. not him. I feel kind of in limbo right now. I have done prettty good at staying busy for the first week and half that I didnt have contact with the slut. that was the hardest. having to stop&amp;nbsp;to a total no contact no phone calls no daily interaction.. all at once.. well kind of hurt..but I was tough and put on a brave smile and kept going.. &amp;nbsp;Now Im just feeling blah. so its a good thing I have this meeting and a new *perhaps* relationship blooming. we will see. we didnt talk much today. I think he was at a work site.. and he stepped out to take my call. so I didnt want to push it. I know how it is when you are at work and cant talk. seems everyone is looking at you and wanting to know who are you talking to. Nosey people.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My next semester at school starts on august 23 I think. I am taking 6 units! whoo hoo. probably doesnt sound like much to most of you but for this old bird its a lot. especially when you work and have a teenager still at home.&amp;nbsp;Im sure I can do it. I have to. after this semester I will only have 9 units to go to get My certificate. I cant wait. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so what does one talk about over coffee? with ones prosepctive bull for a cuckold relationship? Im sure this could get interesting. I had better get going..Im suppossed to find the place and text him the address. the address is wet panty street. take the short cut between my legs. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-454084159609594076?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/454084159609594076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=454084159609594076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/454084159609594076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/454084159609594076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/07/meeting-tomorrow.html' title='meeting tomorrow'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d6jbLTlEKtg/Ti4HfqfCV7I/AAAAAAAACYQ/d0UeYV3g328/s72-c/lunch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-850652231199662098</id><published>2011-07-25T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T13:48:57.271-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bull'/><title type='text'>bull update</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I am still speaking with our potential bull. I like his voice. I like him. I get&amp;nbsp;wet when I talk to him on the phone and&amp;nbsp; I hope in the next couple of days we are going to meet for coffee. because lets face it. I havent cuckolded the slut yet. I have brought him loads of cum inside My freshly fucked pussy. but he needs to have that happen in front of his face to reinforce what he is to me. a sex slave. thats it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9ODBHoTgzTo/Ti3VfhmUR3I/AAAAAAAACYE/ZEUGqKt88t4/s1600/tumblr_lkze4cSQ5l1qh59bpo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9ODBHoTgzTo/Ti3VfhmUR3I/AAAAAAAACYE/ZEUGqKt88t4/s320/tumblr_lkze4cSQ5l1qh59bpo1_500.jpg" t$="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and if things keep going the way they are..well Im going to fuck this bull. one way or another. Its just a matter of time. Im going to make the slut tell Me that he wants to see Me fuck him in front of him. he wont just get to nod his head. he will needto say it. he will need to answer these questions.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Do you want him to fuck me in front of you? Do you want to watch while you become a cuckold? Do you want to see&amp;nbsp;Him inside me? Do you want to watch&amp;nbsp;Me become his slut?"&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and his answer had damn well better be yes. or he can leave.&amp;nbsp; I want him to hear the wet slap of the bull&amp;nbsp; bottoming out inside of My pussy. he is going to cum inside me with no condom. he will make Me his. and&amp;nbsp;slut will be a cuckold for real now. a real one.and he will love it. Im going to love being fucked in front of slut. Letting another man have what he cannot. I might beg him to fuck Me in both holes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WeoHiIG5PwI/Ti3WHv8X8_I/AAAAAAAACYM/jFzZ7ZQy1Aw/s1600/tumblr_kuw0muajRq1qzf3m8o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WeoHiIG5PwI/Ti3WHv8X8_I/AAAAAAAACYM/jFzZ7ZQy1Aw/s320/tumblr_kuw0muajRq1qzf3m8o1_500.jpg" t$="true" width="257px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IM going to tell him I want it.. give it all to me..give me all his cock. My pussy is going to be for him only. I will be his slut for a while and he can fuck me whenever he wants. slut will have to be our cuckold. he needs to please me. he needs me to be driven crazy like this. I will cum harder than slut has ever made me cum.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kvkAsxZ0qKI/Ti3VCbrf6xI/AAAAAAAACYA/8NxfR4ePVgw/s1600/tumblr_lj62r81Fpj1qd3478o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kvkAsxZ0qKI/Ti3VCbrf6xI/AAAAAAAACYA/8NxfR4ePVgw/s320/tumblr_lj62r81Fpj1qd3478o1_500.jpg" t$="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;another man will have his way with me. I will let him do things I have never and never will let slut do.&lt;span id="goog_1264716012"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1264716013"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;I dont belong to slut.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im feeling horny today..can you tell? I think slut comes back on friday of this week. I havent been too lonely..have kept busy. and talked to a subby from marin .. waves to my book friend... and made friends with spanko..my blogger helper on here.. caught up with some online friends I havent had much time for..its good to make friends..and stay in touch with old ones. especially friends in this lifestyle..we can learn so much from each other.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im off to find my vibrator. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-850652231199662098?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/850652231199662098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=850652231199662098' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/850652231199662098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/850652231199662098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/07/bull-update.html' title='bull update'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9ODBHoTgzTo/Ti3VfhmUR3I/AAAAAAAACYE/ZEUGqKt88t4/s72-c/tumblr_lkze4cSQ5l1qh59bpo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-3054506776520526117</id><published>2011-07-21T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T15:45:27.793-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pussy power'/><title type='text'>I would rather have you in My power than in My pussy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VncaPyPXJjE/Tiir8hB7tqI/AAAAAAAACVE/dCQPnxzCQs8/s1600/tumblr_lapmdpGEr51qbgt07o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VncaPyPXJjE/Tiir8hB7tqI/AAAAAAAACVE/dCQPnxzCQs8/s320/tumblr_lapmdpGEr51qbgt07o1_500.jpg" t$="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-3054506776520526117?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/3054506776520526117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=3054506776520526117' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/3054506776520526117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/3054506776520526117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-would-rather-have-you-in-my-power.html' title='I would rather have you in My power than in My pussy'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VncaPyPXJjE/Tiir8hB7tqI/AAAAAAAACVE/dCQPnxzCQs8/s72-c/tumblr_lapmdpGEr51qbgt07o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-7681689861402076754</id><published>2011-07-20T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T09:38:21.289-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><title type='text'>My game My rules..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LYhjrDUrXBw/TicA6Vl3SBI/AAAAAAAACU0/XC3svTKTyPI/s1600/games.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LYhjrDUrXBw/TicA6Vl3SBI/AAAAAAAACU0/XC3svTKTyPI/s320/games.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;I talked to slutboy thru email this morning. he is missing me and he has been thinking about the new rules. About him being full when he is sucking cock. I told him today that he is to follow those rules or he will be punished and he wont like it. Lucky for me he isnt the type of slave that screws up so he gets his ass beat. he doesnt like disappointing me. I told him the next time we are together and I tell him to crawl over to me and suck my strapon.then he had better stop and get the plug in his ass. because if he starts sucking and his ass isnt full. there is going to be hell to pay. he wont be pleasing me, if he is lucky he will get to lay on the floor after I beat him and watch me pleasure myself without any interaction. oh my that would hurt him worse than a flogging. then I thought of something..what if I am just cruel?&amp;nbsp; what if I put him in a situation where he will fail no matter what? Or perhaps I will just change the rules as I go. I might even cheat? becausee I can you know. I have every right. perhaps when he stops crawling and goes to get the plug I will ask him what the hell is he doing? who said he could put that butt plug in without permission? I run the show here NOT YOU. I like to win at all costs and..I always get My way. I need to hurt him.. humiliate him I need to see that he is capable of doing whatever it takes to get Me wet..I need just the right wince when I grab his face with My hands..just the right groan when I am ruthlessly fucking his ass that will make me ache with need. need to hurt him more. he will know that this is my game. I may be setting him up for failure. he will know this is a game I wont let him win.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-7681689861402076754?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/7681689861402076754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=7681689861402076754' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/7681689861402076754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/7681689861402076754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-game-my-rules.html' title='My game My rules..'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LYhjrDUrXBw/TicA6Vl3SBI/AAAAAAAACU0/XC3svTKTyPI/s72-c/games.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-4795327607559685649</id><published>2011-07-19T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T11:49:11.402-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cocksucking'/><title type='text'>Got stood up/ and new rules for slutboy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;well I didnt get My phone call at 11. and I didnt want to call him since he is married and has a job.. I dont want to mess anything up for him. I was already to talk cuckolding smut. ha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will message him on collarme and try to set up another time. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I sent this message to slutboy yesterday..I stayed home sick(cough cough) and had lots of orgasms and a chance to catch up with blogs I have missed out on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;here is the message I sent. he has some new rules ..this email had the subject line *hi cocksucker*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="yiv1762827254"&gt;&lt;div id="yui_3_2_0_1_13111009405853485" style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: times new roman, new york, times, serif; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;awee I bet hardly anyone else gets emails with those kind of subject lines. smirk..too bad. you do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="yui_3_2_0_1_13111009405853489"&gt;I have been thinking..well I called in sick today..so lots of orgasms.. messages to Our hopefully new Bull.. and I was thinking about you too.. about your ass..about you being a cocksucking hole for me. and I thought of some new rules for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While you suck cock, you must be full for me. That means your ass needs to be plugged or you need to be finger fucking yourself at the same time. Dual penetration is going to be an integral part of your ongoing slavery, and a skill that needs to be perfected. You have to get used to the feeling of being used fully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make sure you keep this email and refer back to it. because if you are sucking cock for me and your ass isnt full you are going to be hurt.I do hope you understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mistress&lt;var id="yiv1762827254yui-ie-cursor"&gt;&lt;/var&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-4795327607559685649?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/4795327607559685649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=4795327607559685649' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/4795327607559685649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/4795327607559685649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/07/got-stood-up-and-new-rules-for-slutboy.html' title='Got stood up/ and new rules for slutboy'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-5945804956914668690</id><published>2011-07-19T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T10:57:10.864-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bull'/><title type='text'>bull prospect</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so about a week ago before slutboy left for Australia, he was contacted on collarme by a bull. So I put out all kinds of feelers *looking for a bull to help Me dominate My bitch* kind of profile lines and I get NOTHING. slutboy..on the other hand his profile reads..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i belong to my Mistress, She controls every aspect of my sexuality.&amp;nbsp; i thank Her everyday for the privilege of being Her property and for being allowed to serve and suffer for Her pleasure and amusement. - i am an owned cuckbitch - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and HE gets the message from a bull in our area. he asked me what should he say or do..I told him to give the bull My information and we would talk. he did and the bull contacted Me. he lives about 20 miles from us. he is a switch and he is bisexual. all those things are new to Me in this femdomme relationship. I am speaking with the bull at eleven am this morning before I go to work. he wanted to meet this past monday for coffee but I had to turn him down. I had a bad experience meeting a bull about a year ago. slutboy was out of town and I had felt comfortable with the bull after a few phone calls, we met for dinner and then ended up in his truck for more *conversation* and perhaps a kiss or two to see if there was chemistry.. there was..until..he tried to force my head down to his crotch..I bolted and literally fell out of his truck and took off running to my car..he emailed ..he apologized..said I took things the wrong way..blah.. slutboy emailed him too and I never heard from him again. not sure what threats were used and I prefer not to know. but anyways..my point is.. I know have a rule ..I cant meet with bulls unless slutboy is in town..and he is close by with a baseball bat.. I dont remember the Mistress book stating that we had rules from the slutboys? perhaps I missed that training day?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So yes Im taking it slow. hopefully not too slow and he gets bored. he is married as well and needs discretion. he has left me a couple voice mails.. I do like his voice. he sent a picture and we have emailed a few times. on his profile he has a submissive girl as a friend and a submissive boy. I have wondered why he approached slutboy and not me? Im probably way over thinking this whole bisexual stuff. I dont want him to have a *relationship* with slutboy.. I want him to help Me dominate him..and humilate him. and yes I plan on making that clear. I need to stop worrying and finish getting ready for work, so I will be read for My phone call. wish Me luck yall.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-5945804956914668690?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/5945804956914668690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=5945804956914668690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/5945804956914668690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/5945804956914668690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/07/bull-prospect.html' title='bull prospect'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-2187304570706191029</id><published>2011-07-19T08:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T08:38:35.674-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>grrr blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so it appears Ive lost my followers and my blog list.. since I have put a new template on here.. grrr%^&amp;amp;***** that pisses Me off. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-2187304570706191029?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/2187304570706191029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=2187304570706191029' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/2187304570706191029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/2187304570706191029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/07/grrr-blogger.html' title='grrr blogger'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-6779516032556061167</id><published>2011-07-18T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T12:44:51.948-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>How do I get My wife to be domme?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes how indeed? I think she is or she isnt. This question was posted as the key words in a search for My blog. poor guy who ended up here. Because I dont give any tutorials on that subject. I have been on the other end of those desires. The side that thinks one day I will wake up and My husband will come to his senses and see that he has really been missing out. I did share this part of Me with him. once I found *My people* online and found that there were other women like me and actually MEN that liked this sort of treatment, well I thought everything would magically fall into place. I showed him some pics and he was like no fucking way. lol. of course I had to go balls to the walls..I didnt do it the right way. I should have eased him into it and before he knew it he would have been subbie and liking it. he sees stuff on My computer and just shakes his head at me. I have used a strapon with him maybe three times.. you know my birthday or some special occassion. but his heart isnt in it.Or&amp;nbsp;I can see it in his eyes like oh man when is this going to be over with..&amp;nbsp;I want someone that will give themselves to Me..totally. They have to be wired this way also.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was domme when I was a teenager. I just didnt know what it was called or what to do with it. I had dates that got angry with me because I wanted them to put their hands behind their backs and let Me kiss them the way I wanted. I humped some poor guys jean covered butt in college while we played around and he left all mad at me. I wanted to take the lead in sexual matters but no one would let me. ha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I do feel the frustration that many of us married people feel. Because most of us *find* this part of ourself after we are married. We did the right thing or what is expected of us or even some of us thought oh well that part of me isnt that big of a deal.&amp;nbsp; If I had known there was this lifestyle.I wouldnt have gotten married, I would have taken My time and found the right submissive man. I believe in femdomme marriages and who knows one day I might have one..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanted to write this post to let the male subbies know..its not just a one sided situation out there.. and non of us can *change* the person we married. Its hard enough to change ourselves..much less change anyone else. I did find some pretty hot pics that protray that lost feeling.. I found them on tumblr..and I think the guy who posted them was called submissiveart..if I am wrong please let Me know.they are awesome..so hang in there guys. and Women..I hope you enjoy the pic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3vAiXFaPuJA/TiSM8W5JqOI/AAAAAAAACUY/FkHGQGhu9GY/s1600/tumblr_lm4oakvDOn1qjgau7o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3vAiXFaPuJA/TiSM8W5JqOI/AAAAAAAACUY/FkHGQGhu9GY/s320/tumblr_lm4oakvDOn1qjgau7o1_500.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mrTdJb-FEKs/TiSM914UHdI/AAAAAAAACUc/hUWUDWnvNuA/s1600/tumblr_ln86g0Rgw41qjgau7o1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mrTdJb-FEKs/TiSM914UHdI/AAAAAAAACUc/hUWUDWnvNuA/s320/tumblr_ln86g0Rgw41qjgau7o1_400.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Really? I dont know..I think lots more perversions out there are more unnatural than chastity. perhaps this just hits close to home and Im sensitive.ha. I do get it though. it of course is unnatural for a man to be locked up and his orgasms to be taken away from him. And all that power given to another person. The domme to decide when and IF he gets to be unlocked and gets to cum. One should not crave denial. hmm or should they. Some people NEED to give that power away and some people NEED to be in control of that power. seems to me this paticular sexual perversion takes care of a lot of needs. I like it. so it seems the most natural of things to do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ok7PXl0-nfw/TiR10oFxfcI/AAAAAAAACSY/JCy3_WuReOY/s1600/tumblr_likp1jNEVo1qe5bzho1_r1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="247px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ok7PXl0-nfw/TiR10oFxfcI/AAAAAAAACSY/JCy3_WuReOY/s320/tumblr_likp1jNEVo1qe5bzho1_r1_500.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CI2PD4FhU3o/TiR15RMY2CI/AAAAAAAACSc/NjOF5c6otpc/s1600/tumblr_llliq9qA8z1qaz8fmo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CI2PD4FhU3o/TiR15RMY2CI/AAAAAAAACSc/NjOF5c6otpc/s320/tumblr_llliq9qA8z1qaz8fmo1_500.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7BzjYBzvWEI/TiR19XTyHfI/AAAAAAAACSg/EC8rODeSHNA/s1600/tumblr_locmm92s8x1qg6opro1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7BzjYBzvWEI/TiR19XTyHfI/AAAAAAAACSg/EC8rODeSHNA/s320/tumblr_locmm92s8x1qg6opro1_500.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QqY9nULnh6E/TiR2zq0LrKI/AAAAAAAACSk/hr-qfl-woN8/s1600/tumblr_locx6ka3j51qbe6mzo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QqY9nULnh6E/TiR2zq0LrKI/AAAAAAAACSk/hr-qfl-woN8/s320/tumblr_locx6ka3j51qbe6mzo1_500.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BT0The1FLc0/TiR3Cb0Ta7I/AAAAAAAACSo/xcAJy1Hc6BQ/s1600/untitledffff.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BT0The1FLc0/TiR3Cb0Ta7I/AAAAAAAACSo/xcAJy1Hc6BQ/s320/untitledffff.bmp" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-90083108881729664?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/90083108881729664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=90083108881729664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/90083108881729664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/90083108881729664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-guess-im-unnatural-then.html' title='I guess Im unnatural then.'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ok7PXl0-nfw/TiR10oFxfcI/AAAAAAAACSY/JCy3_WuReOY/s72-c/tumblr_likp1jNEVo1qe5bzho1_r1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-3041355814326961276</id><published>2011-07-14T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T10:19:56.699-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submission'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pics'/><title type='text'>mushy pic</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And while I am not into leaving welts like this.. ( a good red hand print will do for Me.) ..... I have to say this picture touches My very soul..and is so true. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-57b7Ky-2Ezs/Th9j3PDkZII/AAAAAAAACSQ/olDvvzZnMJw/s1600/tumblr_lm4m2uiv1g1qjgau7o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-57b7Ky-2Ezs/Th9j3PDkZII/AAAAAAAACSQ/olDvvzZnMJw/s320/tumblr_lm4m2uiv1g1qjgau7o1_500.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;As does this one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xhz4luw1L3g/Th9j4mQjuKI/AAAAAAAACSU/W7SvlIvKODw/s1600/tumblr_lm0r97r4YJ1qjgau7o1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xhz4luw1L3g/Th9j4mQjuKI/AAAAAAAACSU/W7SvlIvKODw/s320/tumblr_lm0r97r4YJ1qjgau7o1_400.jpg" width="216px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And then..I get over the weak in the knees and want to hurt him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-3041355814326961276?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/3041355814326961276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=3041355814326961276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/3041355814326961276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/3041355814326961276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/07/mushy-pic.html' title='mushy pic'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-57b7Ky-2Ezs/Th9j3PDkZII/AAAAAAAACSQ/olDvvzZnMJw/s72-c/tumblr_lm4m2uiv1g1qjgau7o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-5679433629617101362</id><published>2011-07-13T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T19:19:08.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oopsie</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dear readers..Im so sorry that for a while today there wasnt any access to My blog..not sure what happened..but all of a sudden it was by invite only and that was not my intention. Im still getting used to the new blogger format that has been implemented in the last week or so. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Also I wish to let everyone know I am receiving some help with my blog and that is from a very respectful sub that has volunteered to help organize and label My posts. his name is spankoboy, so if you see his name as another author, he is not My slutboy that I write about on here,,but a very nice sub that is offering his time and web skills. so a big shout out and thank you to spankoboy!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;on a side note..my husband is going back to work tomorrow..woot woot..Im so flipping excited I cant see straight. Im hoping to get some free time to get back to posting and make up for lost time. thank you for being faithful readers and not giving up on Me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;slutboy boarded the plane to austraila this afternoon..:( .. what will I do for my one oclock phone calls?&amp;nbsp; and my lunch dates..and My domme fix getting met? I guess Im left to My own devices..and well.. that could be trouble.. ha. he wont be back until the 29th. we will have to survive thru emails.. he is going to be with his family so no alone time for him. its sad to say but he is like my drug.. and when you stop a drug all at once, well is never a good thing.Im still taking My summer class.. so I will put more energy into that. This weekend Im visiting a friend out of town, a girls weekend..drinking and dancing..and telling some lies most likely. She has no idea of my alternate ego..ha. I did tell her that if this marriage doesnt work out ..the next man I hook up with, will be like a sex slave, use and abuse him and make him serve My every need. she just chuckled and was like yeah right. ohh if she only knew. I MEAN IT.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-5679433629617101362?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/5679433629617101362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=5679433629617101362' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/5679433629617101362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/5679433629617101362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/07/oopsie.html' title='oopsie'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-788487059428843169</id><published>2011-07-12T17:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T07:44:42.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slutboy is going far far away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="bloggerplus_text_section"&gt;He is going far away from me. He is going down under. And not down under my skirt. He is gonna be gone 14 days.guess I will have to be tough. Absence makes the heart grow fonder. Hmmm in my case I just get bitchier I'm gonna try and stay busy and hopefully carve out some time to write some Nasty posts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-788487059428843169?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/788487059428843169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=788487059428843169' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/788487059428843169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/788487059428843169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/07/slutboy-is-going-far-far-sway.html' title='Slutboy is going far far away'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-4362810577924179350</id><published>2011-07-09T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T12:23:33.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what in the hamsandwhich is going on with blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;geez louise.. they shut Me out. blogger was in lock down..I couldnt get in. then I got in and everything is changed up. I dont like change..damn it. why didnt I get the memo? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;blah.. I guess I will have to get used to it. by the way. Im looking for someone. someone that might be interested in helping me with this blog. its nothing fun. just some organizational items I need taken care of. email me if interested. no Im not paying you..no there is no trade.. you will have My gratitude..hmm thats about it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;email: &lt;a href="mailto:marrieddomme@gmail.com"&gt;marrieddomme@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will ALWAYS prefer My vibrator to your worthless cock..ALWAYS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gwF2aC0LjHw/ThiqQS9c4ZI/AAAAAAAACPs/Lt43qUfXiGQ/s1600/tumblr_lhpo43gLxI1qgvn9vo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gwF2aC0LjHw/ThiqQS9c4ZI/AAAAAAAACPs/Lt43qUfXiGQ/s320/tumblr_lhpo43gLxI1qgvn9vo1_500.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I now for a fact that guys have a reach around move..hmm this is the new Domme reach around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y_7lR-XWVe4/ThiqQ3bZM5I/AAAAAAAACPw/UzWp6vTDdHk/s1600/tumblr_lnzeokiJ271qip8ito1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179px" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y_7lR-XWVe4/ThiqQ3bZM5I/AAAAAAAACPw/UzWp6vTDdHk/s320/tumblr_lnzeokiJ271qip8ito1_500.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-4362810577924179350?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/4362810577924179350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=4362810577924179350' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/4362810577924179350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/4362810577924179350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-in-hamsandwhich-is-going-on-with.html' title='what in the hamsandwhich is going on with blogger'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gwF2aC0LjHw/ThiqQS9c4ZI/AAAAAAAACPs/Lt43qUfXiGQ/s72-c/tumblr_lhpo43gLxI1qgvn9vo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-3148908256143461938</id><published>2011-06-30T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T16:32:58.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>slutboy made Me laugh today</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So slutboy has a pretty good sense of humor..he would have to be able to hang with Me. But usually Im the quick witted..sarcastic one in our conversations. Well let me tell you he said something to Me on the phone that I nearly spit out the diet coke and ibuprofen I was swallowing while he talked. My stomach still hurts from laughing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok ok..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;we were talking about being denied. um him. not Me. I had sent him this picture in an email last night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MoHnViXdGko/Tgz8R9915fI/AAAAAAAACN0/7qcS2h-PD4M/s1600/tumblr_ll2508OQz41qiquh5o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MoHnViXdGko/Tgz8R9915fI/AAAAAAAACN0/7qcS2h-PD4M/s320/tumblr_ll2508OQz41qiquh5o1_500.jpg" width="222px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;which trust Me is way too often in My book. I already let him cum on his knees once a month like the whore he is..and I allow him to have sex once a month. yes see how generous I am. so thats already two times. wayyy too much. so we were having this conversation about him not cumming. I said if we had that perfect world where he was my slave all the time, lock stock and barrel, living together etc..well then he would be lucky to cum every other month.. and then it would be milked ..yanked out.. he says to me..oh yeah Mistress I heard on Dr. Oz &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OrStuG-RUlI/Tgz-H9hzNRI/AAAAAAAACN4/QhScXdjUYp0/s1600/20070426_108_350x263.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OrStuG-RUlI/Tgz-H9hzNRI/AAAAAAAACN4/QhScXdjUYp0/s320/20070426_108_350x263.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ummm what?? you heard on&amp;nbsp; DOCTOR OZ? Oh man I was laughing so hard I didnt even get to tease him about *what guy watches dr. oz?*&amp;nbsp; ha ha.. next time.ok ok.. so he says Mistress I heard on dr oz that&amp;nbsp; a man needs to cum 5 times a month to help avoid prostate cancer.. I laughed out loud (hey no hate mail..Im a cancer survivor Myself ..and Im not making fun of that at all Im making fun of slutboy only) so I laughed and said ..well.. umm you better start taking a multi-vitamin AND get regular screenings. ha ha.. omg.. I made fun of him. I told him he would never be allowed to cum that many&amp;nbsp; times EVER.. so then&amp;nbsp;I decided to check that lil article out.. lol..omg..slutboy had it wrong.. Im certain dr. oz's wife was real happy to hear this ..ha ha..here is the article.. umm I AM POSITIVE this study/research was done by a bunch of men and probably led by hugh heifner..ha ha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;here it is.......OMG&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He asked “how many times a week should you have sex to reduce your man’s risk of Prostate Cancer?” 75% of people got this question wrong. You actually need to have sex six times a week to prevent Prostate Cancer. A big study looked at 30,000 men over the course of eight years and found that men who has at least 21 ejaculations per month reduced their risk of Prostate Cancer by about 1/3. However, ejaculation does not mean your man has to have sex 21 times… solo sex counts too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;uMMM OK..&amp;nbsp; so those men that had at lest 21 ejaculations..well yeah they didnt have time to have any health issues..they were too busy spanking their monkey or whatever the hell you guys say.. ha ha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hey slutboy..IT AINT EVER GONNA HAPPEN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-3148908256143461938?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/3148908256143461938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=3148908256143461938' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/3148908256143461938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/3148908256143461938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/06/slutboy-made-me-laugh-today.html' title='slutboy made Me laugh today'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MoHnViXdGko/Tgz8R9915fI/AAAAAAAACN0/7qcS2h-PD4M/s72-c/tumblr_ll2508OQz41qiquh5o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-698362886790945676</id><published>2011-06-29T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T19:44:28.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>doing as he is told</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;well I was sick on monday.. so wasnt up to speed to post a bunch of tasks for slutboy this week as I had originally had planned.. no worries though.. he reads My blog and made sure he communicated with Me in emails that he did what I wanted.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Mistress, i did as requested&lt;br /&gt;i masturbated my worthless cock today, twice, as instructed. i was on my knees jerking (but not cuming) and when i got to the edge i stopped......while my cock twitched and ached with desire. Then, i licked my fingers clean, longing to be performing in Your presence. Thank You Mistress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The next request I had.. I told him I wanted his ass stretched with the steel butt plug..its pretty big.. If I had My way he would be plugged a wholeeeeeee lot more than he is..like when we go out to dinner.. he needs to be locked and plugged.. while servicing My pussy and asshole..well he needs to be plugged.. his hole is for fucking..if its not being fucked its of no use to Me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tOil_ttD0uw/TgvhYDsW-KI/AAAAAAAACNM/mhu5Vamarm8/s1600/tumblr_lni36ubAGM1qe9vlao1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tOil_ttD0uw/TgvhYDsW-KI/AAAAAAAACNM/mhu5Vamarm8/s320/tumblr_lni36ubAGM1qe9vlao1_500.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;ahhh yes in that perfect world..I believe people call it a femdomme marriage..sigh..one day.. it might happen..Im sure I will need to make it a reality for me and some poor..errr lucky soul....its definetely a hunger.. a need.. anyways.. this was his response to the butt plug task.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Mistress, my cock is aching after reading Your messages. i did strech my hole today as requested. Everyone was out of the office by 510 pm and i put in the steel plug. It took about 5 minutes to get in....and took my breath a way as it finally slid into place... and i know that i should get use to being plugged more often - i wore the plug for about an hour, took it out and came home.....my cock was hard most of the time as it was difficult not to think about it, to feel it, to know it is what i deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And this was his response to this picture I sent him.. I told him this could be his nite time routine with Me.. fuck his ass and let him suck on a dildo..to go to sleep.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U0Fe4FTFUFI/TgvgmoX9UNI/AAAAAAAACNI/5VFuBUCTXcc/s1600/abcnitty.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U0Fe4FTFUFI/TgvgmoX9UNI/AAAAAAAACNI/5VFuBUCTXcc/s320/abcnitty.jpg" width="239px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can imagine being fucked before bed and sucking on a dildo to ensure that i am prepared for Your bull, yes Mistress, every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need it the nasty way Mistress, please, please, please hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes thats My good boy..begging Me for what he needs..and making sure I hear what I need.. he is My enabler.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;On another note.. I was working at the hospital last week when a security guard came up to the desk I work at, I share it with 3 other people.. he was all dressed up in a dress shirt/tie and pants..he had recently gotten promoted to a trainer type of position..traveling and what not.. I was happy for him..he is about 50 or 55 I think not too bad looking kind of quiet. I think he was showing off a bit..and the girls were like ohhh a tie..look at you..congratulations on your promotion.. etc.. and I swearI couldnt resist.. I looked up at him..and I said you know what I think when I see a guy with a tie? he says no what? I said I see&amp;nbsp; leash. he looked at me and said *duly noted* and finished his conversation and left.. I was like uh oh..probably scared him off.. well guess who showed up again this week at my desk? yep.. he leaned over and his tie kind of brushed down my desk/edge thing.. I of course ignored him.. ha ha.. thats what we women do..bait and switch.. ha ha.. oh well Im harmless.. for the most part.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L13tMG8fdEE/Tgvi6t6bUsI/AAAAAAAACNQ/oW7QXCbVY78/s1600/tumblr_lmrth03gie1qkobvoo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L13tMG8fdEE/Tgvi6t6bUsI/AAAAAAAACNQ/oW7QXCbVY78/s320/tumblr_lmrth03gie1qkobvoo1_400.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh well he probably thinks Im some crazy lady that needs to get laid..and you know what.. he is fucking right!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-698362886790945676?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/698362886790945676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=698362886790945676' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/698362886790945676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/698362886790945676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/06/doing-as-he-is-told.html' title='doing as he is told'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tOil_ttD0uw/TgvhYDsW-KI/AAAAAAAACNM/mhu5Vamarm8/s72-c/tumblr_lni36ubAGM1qe9vlao1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-2335972156041812368</id><published>2011-06-28T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T20:33:57.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whew</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This picture has Me hot hot hot. the only thing missing ..well besides Me there to torment him.. is I really wish that cock pumping thing was attached with a tube to his mouth while he was sucking on that dildo. that way the more he sucked the more his nasty cock got milked and well in the end..he would cause himself to cum and that cum should go directly into his mouth.. what a delimma..keep sucking like the whore you are and you get a mouth full of your own nasty slave cum.. hmmm whew.. I like it when a slave it put to good use.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0KBDr6U8PRo/TgqdHNxVLjI/AAAAAAAACNE/KYwpNLAniHk/s1600/tumblr_lbuiwxKFSV1qajca4o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0KBDr6U8PRo/TgqdHNxVLjI/AAAAAAAACNE/KYwpNLAniHk/s320/tumblr_lbuiwxKFSV1qajca4o1_500.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-2335972156041812368?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/2335972156041812368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=2335972156041812368' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/2335972156041812368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/2335972156041812368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/06/whew.html' title='whew'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0KBDr6U8PRo/TgqdHNxVLjI/AAAAAAAACNE/KYwpNLAniHk/s72-c/tumblr_lbuiwxKFSV1qajca4o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-385896649928956528</id><published>2011-06-26T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T16:22:33.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What are you good for?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;well slut you are good for hurting. for using and for showing Me just how devoted you are to Me. so dear slutboy, you have been slacking lately. you have been busy, I have been busy..well thats going to come to a halt. I want you to hurt for Me this week I want you denied. you are going to do as you are told. you will be a good bitch for Me. you will masturbate tomorrow (Monday) and you will do so without cumming..not once but twice. then you will lick yur fingers clean every time. I can see you doing that. kneeling like the pathetic whore that you are..jerking..and stopping. wishing you could cum.&amp;nbsp; But don't get your hopes up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_UWm2TI1rd4/Tge7gbM7nPI/AAAAAAAACMw/NZUd9I_Eux4/s1600/tumblr_lci4eqtcoy1qf0nrko1_1280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272px" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_UWm2TI1rd4/Tge7gbM7nPI/AAAAAAAACMw/NZUd9I_Eux4/s320/tumblr_lci4eqtcoy1qf0nrko1_1280.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9R6Vf77YJPs/Tge4SsMQkBI/AAAAAAAACMs/RZ2UnYQlGdE/s1600/tumblr_lle5kyAF0z1qfphuao1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9R6Vf77YJPs/Tge4SsMQkBI/AAAAAAAACMs/RZ2UnYQlGdE/s320/tumblr_lle5kyAF0z1qfphuao1_500.jpg" width="213px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you continue to follow my training, eventually you will find yourself with your balls and cock totally&amp;nbsp;locked up day after day, or locked in a steel chastity cage.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YI22LnkQ0VQ/Tge7qtPkEdI/AAAAAAAACM0/3IxM7fzkOig/s1600/tumblr_li87otdHO11qbmvkno1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300px" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YI22LnkQ0VQ/Tge7qtPkEdI/AAAAAAAACM0/3IxM7fzkOig/s320/tumblr_li87otdHO11qbmvkno1_400.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qvMLEsGmWzc/Tge7ssqs02I/AAAAAAAACM4/z_DZo41HXHY/s1600/tumblr_lmokcefQ6f1qjyps2o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213px" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qvMLEsGmWzc/Tge7ssqs02I/AAAAAAAACM4/z_DZo41HXHY/s320/tumblr_lmokcefQ6f1qjyps2o1_500.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2JA08YV5Ec/Tge7xHkjvQI/AAAAAAAACM8/pjtMAiVM424/s1600/tumblr_ln8ydb3joX1qaz8fmo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2JA08YV5Ec/Tge7xHkjvQI/AAAAAAAACM8/pjtMAiVM424/s320/tumblr_ln8ydb3joX1qaz8fmo1_500.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will treat your cock this way ..because its MY COCK not yours. I have very specific orders concerning how I want that useless piece of meat treated and what I want it conditioned to respond to. I tell you when you are allowed to touch it..jerk it..no cumming.. lock it up..hang weights from it. slap those balls when I am not able.. those balls are mine and they are there for the pupose of hurting..I want to squeeze them..step on them..twist them..slap them with my crop and watch you double over ..mmm I do so enjoy that part. you are My little fucktoy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now unfortunately..slutboy is in a bit of trouble with Me. I have a weeks worth of games/torment that I want to execute..however he hasnt answered my question from last weekend. I allow him to have sex once a month with his wife. I told him last thrusday that he could do so last weekend. and usually he reports back to me that he did as he was told. (yes Im evil controlling and even worse things than you know..trust me I already know) but alas he didnt tell Me that he did what he was told. I asked him again last night in an email and he didnt answer..now grantd I was sending about 6 messages back and forth because I had some nasty pics to share with him and perhaps he forgot to answer that one.. hmm but none the less..he had better communicate better than that or he wont get to enjoy the variety of games I wanted him to play for me this week. I have something for him to do everyday of this week.. And suffering is what he is meant to do for Me.. so hopefully he gets it together. I want to make sure we have that monthly nonsense out of the way. I want him focused entirely ON ME. I want him denied ..hurting..stroking and begging to cum..and I almost always get what I want.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-385896649928956528?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/385896649928956528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=385896649928956528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/385896649928956528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/385896649928956528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-are-you-good-for.html' title='What are you good for?'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_UWm2TI1rd4/Tge7gbM7nPI/AAAAAAAACMw/NZUd9I_Eux4/s72-c/tumblr_lci4eqtcoy1qf0nrko1_1280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-1661219449635743286</id><published>2011-06-24T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T21:57:59.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If men could knit!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ha ha.. now if they could knit (hey Im sure there are guys who can.. so dont be sending Me hate mail) but if they could..mmm Im sure they would go for this type of sweater as a homeade gift..ha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XnAxDxLBW_Y/TgVqyYR5EfI/AAAAAAAACMA/pOvftLrBUUY/s1600/tumblr_llzmmiGI5T1qf66kwo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XnAxDxLBW_Y/TgVqyYR5EfI/AAAAAAAACMA/pOvftLrBUUY/s320/tumblr_llzmmiGI5T1qf66kwo1_400.jpg" width="216px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey.. I have been busy. Started a new online class. Its a computer/office skill class. Im still working and this week I was the host of a talent show. The performers involved were between the ages of 4,5, 6 and 7.. so it was really sweet. I helped them pick out their acts..and work on their dances. Lets just say..if I never hear a Justin Bieber song again..it will be too soon. Bieber fever baby!! ha ha. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmmm a talent show..it did have Me thinking of another type of taent show. one where the male sluts had to show off their talents..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wow..Now what kind of talents might that be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cocksucking?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ass licking?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;groveling?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;breast worship?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;able to have large items swing from their balls?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cum eating?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;toe sucking. now&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;just how many can YOU get into your mouth?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;response time? how quick before your cock gets hard.. after your owner tells you that you are second best..and thats all you will ever be? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how hard does your cock get when you know her pussy is nasty and full of cum? how hard does it get knowing your mouth is the second one on her tits? that you are licking up after another man has enjoyed her fully?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mmmm so many talents to choose from. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Male subbies have talent!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-1661219449635743286?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/1661219449635743286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=1661219449635743286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/1661219449635743286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/1661219449635743286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/06/if-men-could-knit.html' title='If men could knit!!'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XnAxDxLBW_Y/TgVqyYR5EfI/AAAAAAAACMA/pOvftLrBUUY/s72-c/tumblr_llzmmiGI5T1qf66kwo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-4218235542141855155</id><published>2011-06-13T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T16:10:07.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A bitch with holes</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes thats all&amp;nbsp; I want. Sounds cold... yes I know. Sometimes I like it cold. I like it cruel. Because that is what gets My blood boiling. Starts out cold and ends up HOT. I have to admit it. I love humiliating My slut. I own him. I do what I want. He has known for a while he isnt a submissive, he is a sex slave. He gives Me what I want. And if it means he has to hurt on the inside and give Me every bit of his pride. Then he will. Other wise, I have no use for him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to see nasty things. I want to see his lips swollen from sucking My strapon..or a cock. I want his holes used.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-4218235542141855155?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/4218235542141855155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=4218235542141855155' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/4218235542141855155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/4218235542141855155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/06/bitch-with-holes.html' title='A bitch with holes'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-402286203256427576</id><published>2011-06-08T20:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T20:26:41.891-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sites'/><title type='text'>Cool Site</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was pleasantly surprised to notice I had some traffic to My dommepic blog from this site..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.femdom-resource.com/femdom-images/"&gt;http://www.femdom-resource.com/femdom-images/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is a lot of good information and other picture sites with a femdomme theme. Check it out!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-402286203256427576?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/402286203256427576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=402286203256427576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/402286203256427576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/402286203256427576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/06/cool-site.html' title='Cool Site'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-7982194082923014693</id><published>2011-06-08T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T11:43:59.053-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ass whore'/><title type='text'>working My way back to you babe</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hey guess what? Im attempting to make a post. woot woot! I have had pretty close to no free time. And any free time..well it hasnt been alone time. Not sure if I have mentioned this but My husband has been out of work since January of this year. I have no alone time. NONE. Thank God I have a summer college class about to begin. I have to get away. And guess what? My laptop is coming with Me. So hopefully I will be able to do more posting. I enjoy writing My thoughts.. desires and sometimes even descriptions of some of My adventures with the infamous slutboy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our last time together seems so long ago.. but I know its only been like a month.&amp;nbsp; Thats years in domme fix time. I wont be able to recall it all like I wanted when it was fresh on My mind but will at least give a recap.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Slutboy had been denied sexual release for three weeks prior to our meeting. He had been tortured some on and off. Made to jerk as usual on his knees then stop. I like to keep him on edge. He was made to wear his cockcage at the office for a few hours here and there. He also had to be plugged for me with his steel buttplug. I wish I had him literally under My thumb and in My household..but thats not the way it works. we do what we can. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I told him to wear business clothes, coat an tie, dress pants..the works. Man that pushes My buttons. he was told to wear his cock cage under his clothes. I told him to wear the point of intrigue as well. just the first one. there are three sizes and the first one is the least of pain. (or so&amp;nbsp; had been our experience) I didnt want him doubling over while he checked into the hotel. well I did..but hey.. I needed him for later.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Once I entered the hotel room, I couldnt keep My hands off of him. I see tie and I see LEASH. I started yanking on it. I started molesting him. We were both sinking a bit. When luckily he saw thru the fog and said umm Mistress? I said yes? he asked if it was ok to shut the blinds. we were standing next to the terrace window. we had a&amp;nbsp; room on the bottom floor with the terrace/gardens out in front of us. it was around 3pm in the afternoon and I was certainly putting My hands all over My property, and while I may be up for some public, subtle humiliation, I am not big on exposing him to the whole world. Especially 40 miles from both our homes/families.I allowed him to close the curtains. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I then had him kneel. I sat down, and raised up the hem of my dress. I let him gaze at my thigh high covered legs and thighs. I reminded him I had had sex the night before and also just a couple of hours previous before driving there. My pussy was a well fucked creamy mess. I let him kiss My toes and My legs. I proceeded to tell him too bad he could never satisfy Me like a real man could. And thats why his useless cock would always stay locked up and if I had My way he would never EVER be allowed to have pussy again. I yanked on his hair and had him get closer to My thighs so he could smell My hot sex, still covered by wet cum stained panties. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suddenly he went down, still clothed, groaning as I havent heard before yelling FUCKKKKK rolling on the floor OH GODDD fuckkkkkkkkkk!!!! The cock cage point of intrigue had begun brutally digging into his cock. Because his cock betrays him, it aches for what he knows he will get. A feeding from My pussy. I watched for a minute maybe two in a trance like. I was enjoying it. his pain..his suffering all for Me.. Then I knew it was too much. too much hurt. he needed to get that cage off. I finally came out of My sadistic fog..remebering that I am responsible for that man hurting, I mean really HURTING on the floor at my feet. he looked like a guy that had been kicked in the balls. I said take it off.. take it off NOW. but keep the cage on. just take off the point of intigue. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he did and he apologized for not taking the pain so well for me. in the end he thinks the spacer thing was wrong or wrong before when it didnt hurt? usually it takes the third point to really make him hurt. I dont want that kind of hurt.. he wouldnt have been able to concentrate on licking My pussy the way I like. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I then had him get naked, as much as I loved how he looked all dressed up..well he is My sex slave..and he needs to be kept naked in My presence. He was told to lay on the bed on his back so I could sit on his face. I sat on his face fully clothed, raising my dress up over my legs, grinding down my wet panties all over his face.. his cock was still locked up and straining in that cage. I knew I had trained my cuckbitch well. he knew to respond to My cumfilled pussy. I finally took off my panties and rode his face to an orgasm.. then turned to face the other way (facing the headboard) and rode his face again, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKEJZk27EAI/TfA4GcN1oRI/AAAAAAAACIc/DLsbwliKi5w/s1600/tumblr_lhkfq3toFB1qdm06yo1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKEJZk27EAI/TfA4GcN1oRI/AAAAAAAACIc/DLsbwliKi5w/s320/tumblr_lhkfq3toFB1qdm06yo1_500.png" t8="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think his tongue gets deeper that way. I had another hard orgasm then let him clean up the mess he made. I said swallow it. I want to hear you having your feeding.. he made sure I heard him swallowing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got off his face and was happy to see his wet cum stained face. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy to see my cumrag once more used for what he is good for.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know I fucked his ass with the strap on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ihWn2UoB6Go/TfAzqG5O_dI/AAAAAAAACIY/m-rjjSejzq8/s1600/tumblr_l8p659EN6u1qatn9jo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="194px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ihWn2UoB6Go/TfAzqG5O_dI/AAAAAAAACIY/m-rjjSejzq8/s320/tumblr_l8p659EN6u1qatn9jo1_500.jpg" t8="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;and with a dildo, using my hand to shove it in and out. Ihurt him then too. I wanted to hurt him. Sometimes I need to. he knows I have those demons.. I need to know he will give Me what I need. I hurt his ass I hurt his pride. I told him to push back with his slutty ass.. show Me he wants it.. act like the whore he is.. tell Me this is your cock hole&amp;nbsp; TELLL MEEEEEEEEE. I came fucking his ass too. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like I said its been too long for Me to properly write a description of that time together. but I do know he pleased Me.. and he said when he got handed his man card after I was done with him.. it was a little tattered. and a few weeks later during a phone call..we were discussing how much I had liked hurting his ass and he said.. now that he was safely talking to me with 10-15 miles between us..he said.. Mistress I think next time you need to use more lube.. that hurt my ass. ha ha.. I laughed.. well next time no lube.. just your saliva.. guess you better work on your cocksucking skills some more..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yI5aWWzLHvA/TfO3XE4lT4I/AAAAAAAACJE/WuCKo1_h23U/s1600/ablogg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yI5aWWzLHvA/TfO3XE4lT4I/AAAAAAAACJE/WuCKo1_h23U/s320/ablogg.jpg" t8="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;ahhhh its good to be Mistress. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-7982194082923014693?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/7982194082923014693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=7982194082923014693' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/7982194082923014693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/7982194082923014693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/06/working-my-way-back-to-you-babe.html' title='working My way back to you babe'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RKEJZk27EAI/TfA4GcN1oRI/AAAAAAAACIc/DLsbwliKi5w/s72-c/tumblr_lhkfq3toFB1qdm06yo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-4538345405388274524</id><published>2011-06-01T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T08:34:30.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im still around</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes Im still around..but with My sons 8th grade promotion.. memorial day weekend.birthday parties..and getting ready to start summer college classes..well I have been busy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hope to catch up with all My blogger friends soon!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-4538345405388274524?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/4538345405388274524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=4538345405388274524' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/4538345405388274524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/4538345405388274524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-still-around.html' title='Im still around'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-6019816170289815204</id><published>2011-05-21T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T12:12:27.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im reading this</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-djGcf51zTkU/TdgOJWDM5RI/AAAAAAAACGs/2n5tXmnQdcc/s1600/383544.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-djGcf51zTkU/TdgOJWDM5RI/AAAAAAAACGs/2n5tXmnQdcc/s320/383544.jpg" width="222px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was at the library and found this book. ha..couldnt believe it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geoff Nicholson, the reigning master of obsessive black literary humor, brings us his riskiest novel yet, delving into the erotic world of a foot fetishist. Nicholson's unnamed narrator is a serious man with a full life. He reads newspapers, follows politics, and holds down a steady job. But one thing is missing -- a woman with a great pair of feet, silky smooth skin, perfect arches, delicate curvature of the nails .. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to meet the right woman if you're a foot fetishist. Some slap your face. Some call the police. And then the narrator finds Catherine, who has just the feet he's been looking for his entire life. She leads him, wearing a staggering assortment of all the best shoes, on an foot fetishist's dream caper, combining the props from a Helmut Newton photo shoot and the twists of Antonioni's Blow-up. Sexy, blackly funny, Footsucker is a novel of fetishism, murder and, ultimately, love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;which also brings Me to a question for you slutboys out there.. I asked My own slutboy..does kissing My toes and sucking them..kissing My feet..all of that..is that humiliating for you? or is it erotic? is it an act of serving? an act of being put in your place? a act of devotion and worship? Im curious. Do tell. I like to know how a naughty boy's mind works.. so I can use it against them. ha. come on now dont be shy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-6019816170289815204?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/6019816170289815204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=6019816170289815204' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/6019816170289815204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/6019816170289815204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/05/im-reading-this.html' title='Im reading this'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-djGcf51zTkU/TdgOJWDM5RI/AAAAAAAACGs/2n5tXmnQdcc/s72-c/383544.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-7484684421703904431</id><published>2011-05-21T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T12:07:04.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The only way</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The only way I would fuck some nasty slave cock.. with a sheath..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5osYpOloug4/TdgNR8uGbZI/AAAAAAAACGk/CHsQXc_Y7QI/s1600/tumblr_ll86eqU2gI1qh1516o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256px" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5osYpOloug4/TdgNR8uGbZI/AAAAAAAACGk/CHsQXc_Y7QI/s320/tumblr_ll86eqU2gI1qh1516o1_500.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-7484684421703904431?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/7484684421703904431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=7484684421703904431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/7484684421703904431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/7484684421703904431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/05/only-way.html' title='The only way'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5osYpOloug4/TdgNR8uGbZI/AAAAAAAACGk/CHsQXc_Y7QI/s72-c/tumblr_ll86eqU2gI1qh1516o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-341619651804392920</id><published>2011-05-15T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T11:44:54.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quick note..more later</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am one satisfied Mistress. I spent friday and saturday with slutboy. I dont have the time today to write all about it..but he showed up in a coat and tie..mmm hot hot hot. love to yank on that tie..tie =LEASH. and under his nice dress pants, his nasty cock was locked up for Me. he hadnt cum in three weeks. mmmm it was achy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wv1zWwoNc4s/TdAeXQUNJyI/AAAAAAAACEY/YgX5gEoDmik/s1600/tumblr_ll8lf9DmW31qgvn9vo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wv1zWwoNc4s/TdAeXQUNJyI/AAAAAAAACEY/YgX5gEoDmik/s320/tumblr_ll8lf9DmW31qgvn9vo1_500.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I showed up with something as well.. a freshly fucked pussy. Wet cum filled panties too. all for slutboy.ohh the things I do for him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-44bghGiur08/TdAeZIhBiEI/AAAAAAAACEc/-I1FGIiswek/s1600/tumblr_ll7p8aOkfi1qgyspdo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-44bghGiur08/TdAeZIhBiEI/AAAAAAAACEc/-I1FGIiswek/s320/tumblr_ll7p8aOkfi1qgyspdo1_500.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;on another note..isnt this a hot picture.. I will have to try this position out next time I have that slutty mouth available to Me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nDvzsmzqUBc/TdAebTSsSLI/AAAAAAAACEg/OIpYS1gXR-g/s1600/tumblr_ll8lkiFuxh1qgnjaoo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nDvzsmzqUBc/TdAebTSsSLI/AAAAAAAACEg/OIpYS1gXR-g/s320/tumblr_ll8lkiFuxh1qgnjaoo1_500.jpg" width="225px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and one other last thing.. I have been a reader of a blog called *hers to do with as she will* for a while now. I really enjoy it. It is written from the male slaves perspective. he is a wonderful writer, honest and funny.&amp;nbsp; Im gonna pass on the link and when I have more time..add it to My blog lists.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://todowithasshewill.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://todowithasshewill.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hope you will check it out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-341619651804392920?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/341619651804392920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=341619651804392920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/341619651804392920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/341619651804392920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/05/quick-notemore-later.html' title='quick note..more later'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wv1zWwoNc4s/TdAeXQUNJyI/AAAAAAAACEY/YgX5gEoDmik/s72-c/tumblr_ll8lf9DmW31qgvn9vo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-4243469132025861515</id><published>2011-05-10T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T19:04:19.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wet panties and all</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Why are My panties wet? because I will be seeing slutboy on friday nite and saturday. we have been exchaning some hot messages, he hasnt cum in almost 3 weeks.. (he thinks thats a lifetime..ha) I had him jerk for Me yesterday. He stroked his useless cock right to the edge then had to quit.&amp;nbsp; then today he wore his cock cage at work for Me. all of that makes well..My panties wet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9fuDGyBzHng/TcnskCRwwxI/AAAAAAAACDM/4jHZI137qfE/s1600/tumblr_lkr4oiWuxv1qgyspdo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9fuDGyBzHng/TcnskCRwwxI/AAAAAAAACDM/4jHZI137qfE/s320/tumblr_lkr4oiWuxv1qgyspdo1_500.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have already told him. I want him dressed up. I want him in a tie. you know a woman like Myself sees a tie and thinks..*LEASH* I want to yank the Mr. Big around a bit. like a cat playing with a mouse. The first thing I want to do is throw him on the bed..with him still pretty much dressed..after I make sure he has done as I have told him to. wearing his cock cage.. Im goingto hike up My skirt..push My panties aside and squat over his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jwd2uMtASd8/Tcnsmjf0LSI/AAAAAAAACDQ/UTmsvxepxHM/s1600/tumblr_lkrxm0UJeu1qht4jso1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236px" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jwd2uMtASd8/Tcnsmjf0LSI/AAAAAAAACDQ/UTmsvxepxHM/s320/tumblr_lkrxm0UJeu1qht4jso1_500.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan on having two loads of cum to squirt down his nasty slutmouth that day. I have been having lots of sex this week. he will be tasting cock on My pussy for sure. thats what he deserves..so when I get there its time for his feeding. he is going to do what he does best.. be My cuckold bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2HFFCjOtSUk/TcnsniPOg7I/AAAAAAAACDU/2Ks8Kd92EU4/s1600/tumblr_ljhu733b9p1qatn9jo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281px" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2HFFCjOtSUk/TcnsniPOg7I/AAAAAAAACDU/2Ks8Kd92EU4/s320/tumblr_ljhu733b9p1qatn9jo1_500.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I own that cock. I control that cock. Control the cock..control the man. So true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wgy-FUjh3lM/TcnsoldCZDI/AAAAAAAACDY/0UmCjNhcwMg/s1600/tumblr_lhwf3zzyEN1qhvfbxo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wgy-FUjh3lM/TcnsoldCZDI/AAAAAAAACDY/0UmCjNhcwMg/s320/tumblr_lhwf3zzyEN1qhvfbxo1_500.jpg" width="222px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He also knows he is going to show Me just how much of a two holed slut he is. he better put on a dirty show for Me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7dx2AM4zBig/TcnsxjUkP5I/AAAAAAAACDc/p5iJwbGblNw/s1600/tumblr_liftk8shUy1qeq6oio1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228px" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7dx2AM4zBig/TcnsxjUkP5I/AAAAAAAACDc/p5iJwbGblNw/s320/tumblr_liftk8shUy1qeq6oio1_500.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want him so desperate to cum that if I did this..well we might have an accident.. all that ummm*accidental* rubbing that I might do.. he is going to suffer this weekend. its one of the ways he can show Me his true devotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jPMarQ_hEU4/Tcnsy0y1KVI/AAAAAAAACDg/ZaA9nDjlwRc/s1600/lostit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="230px" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jPMarQ_hEU4/Tcnsy0y1KVI/AAAAAAAACDg/ZaA9nDjlwRc/s320/lostit.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thanks for the nice emails.. so many sweet people out here in blog land..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-4243469132025861515?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/4243469132025861515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=4243469132025861515' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/4243469132025861515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/4243469132025861515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/05/wet-panties-and-all.html' title='Wet panties and all'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9fuDGyBzHng/TcnskCRwwxI/AAAAAAAACDM/4jHZI137qfE/s72-c/tumblr_lkr4oiWuxv1qgyspdo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-6520972621213380661</id><published>2011-05-01T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T14:25:31.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My idea of a great Sunday Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or any other morning for that matter....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1EZCFvKlf3U/Tb3PoEF6yiI/AAAAAAAACBc/fcCetXbRKMY/s1600/untitledchhh.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275px" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1EZCFvKlf3U/Tb3PoEF6yiI/AAAAAAAACBc/fcCetXbRKMY/s320/untitledchhh.bmp" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-6520972621213380661?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/6520972621213380661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=6520972621213380661' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/6520972621213380661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/6520972621213380661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-idea-of-great-sunday-morning.html' title='My idea of a great Sunday Morning'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1EZCFvKlf3U/Tb3PoEF6yiI/AAAAAAAACBc/fcCetXbRKMY/s72-c/untitledchhh.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-3703736150911125827</id><published>2011-04-29T12:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T12:23:20.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I like to be on top</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like it on top... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yOee3PRFNB0/TbsQIs9SrjI/AAAAAAAACAg/k-_eDBZOf8g/s1600/tumblr_ljdp8hkhvF1qb0c55o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yOee3PRFNB0/TbsQIs9SrjI/AAAAAAAACAg/k-_eDBZOf8g/s320/tumblr_ljdp8hkhvF1qb0c55o1_500.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-3703736150911125827?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/3703736150911125827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=3703736150911125827' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/3703736150911125827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/3703736150911125827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-like-to-be-on-top.html' title='I like to be on top'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yOee3PRFNB0/TbsQIs9SrjI/AAAAAAAACAg/k-_eDBZOf8g/s72-c/tumblr_ljdp8hkhvF1qb0c55o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-7896840292325424439</id><published>2011-04-24T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T12:47:30.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One more Easter Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OHnel9v-05Q/TbR7XoqX_HI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/2DtMvlEgZtc/s1600/easter_egg_284x271.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OHnel9v-05Q/TbR7XoqX_HI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/2DtMvlEgZtc/s1600/easter_egg_284x271.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So here is a story I forgot to tell..well it starts off sweet anyways. I work in an office, I work with small children ages 5 and 6, and I also work with sick people. Yes try and figure out that job title why dont you? Could I be more vague? yes..but back to My story. So one day a couple of years ago right around Easter time, I was in line with a bunch of second graders going to an assembly or something. These two girls gigi and brittany start talking to Me..(kids do that.they randomly tell you all about their life, wether you asked or not) they said hey you know what we do for Easter at our house? I said no what?&amp;nbsp; Expecting a tale of kitties and rainbow colored eggs..well I got a little bit more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RJoBygb5lLI/TbR7Z42q1uI/AAAAAAAAB_c/-gpgNnN4U-c/s1600/EasterEggHunt-main_Full.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RJoBygb5lLI/TbR7Z42q1uI/AAAAAAAAB_c/-gpgNnN4U-c/s320/EasterEggHunt-main_Full.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;One of them said.. well while we are sleeping the Easter bunny gets up really, really early and leaves our baskets full of stuff, candy, eggs and everything!..aweee how cute.well thats nice I tell them..no wait theres more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DBJpqPmzPTA/TbR7cPkAsbI/AAAAAAAAB_g/-BBSfsZvUaM/s1600/IMG_0857.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213px" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DBJpqPmzPTA/TbR7cPkAsbI/AAAAAAAAB_g/-BBSfsZvUaM/s320/IMG_0857.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;See after we get our baskets we try and catch the Easter bunny before he leaves our house! aweee yes how cute.. yes we go and wake up mommy and daddy and daddy runs around trying to catch the easter bunny. he looks EVERYWHERE! awee Im thinking what a nice daddy..acting all that out for his kids.. then they looked at me all serious..but you know what? umm no I dont know what.&amp;nbsp; they lowered their voices..Daddy couldnt help us catch the Easter bunny last year. oh? how come? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h43owxknToc/TbR7dgH-gxI/AAAAAAAAB_k/jIjz4Jfe6jg/s1600/7800_1611_2011_04_19_10_38_02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227px" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h43owxknToc/TbR7dgH-gxI/AAAAAAAAB_k/jIjz4Jfe6jg/s320/7800_1611_2011_04_19_10_38_02.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well.. because we got up SUPER SUPER early and found our baskets..then we ran to mommy and daddy's room and opened the door..see daddy couldnt help us..cause he was tied to the bed...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eDHK4P9GEnE/TbR7lBtAAqI/AAAAAAAAB_o/uRppbwrkZU8/s1600/tied_up_bed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="119px" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eDHK4P9GEnE/TbR7lBtAAqI/AAAAAAAAB_o/uRppbwrkZU8/s320/tied_up_bed.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Umm I believe thats where the smile on My face got bigger..ha. oh umm ok well maybe this year daddy wont be tied to the bed.. yeah they nodded their heads.we hope so.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and Im thinking I should really tell your Mother to invest in a lock for their bedroom door! Well I thought that..and I thought I should make friends with her. I have to admit..I never looked at their parents the same way.. kids..they love to spill it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="96px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TdGFuZUQgAM/TbR7oTz83oI/AAAAAAAAB_s/HHp6rPB3IVg/s320/8465BEEA.jpg" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); left: 467px; mozopacity: 0.3; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 2077px; visibility: hidden;" width="96px" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-7896840292325424439?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/7896840292325424439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=7896840292325424439' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/7896840292325424439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/7896840292325424439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/04/one-more-easter-post.html' title='One more Easter Post'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OHnel9v-05Q/TbR7XoqX_HI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/2DtMvlEgZtc/s72-c/easter_egg_284x271.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-1421767989457856943</id><published>2011-04-24T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T11:03:11.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-USwyadbcQuM/TbRj183CdhI/AAAAAAAAB-M/FVq9JjRpqUM/s1600/Easter-Bunny-Bondage-Dominatrix.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-USwyadbcQuM/TbRj183CdhI/AAAAAAAAB-M/FVq9JjRpqUM/s320/Easter-Bunny-Bondage-Dominatrix.jpg" width="221px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I hope all of you have a great Easter. I went to church this morning with My 13 year old son. We enjoyed it. I am having My two older boys over later tonight for dinner.&amp;nbsp;I was able to do a lot of pre-cooking yesterday so I dont have much to get ready. I have to make a lot of side dishes for My one sons girlfriend, she is a vegetarian.so I try and give her some choices..good thing I like her. ha. they have been together for over ten years so she is here to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the middle sons girlfriend. well Lord help Me. I have a bottle of wine on stand by for her. well not for her..for Me to drink because of her! ha. I find if I can drink something it keeps My mouth busy and I wont say things like *whats wrong with you why are you such a bitch to My son??* yes I will have to work on my happy face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_NrrQEVnfIE/TbRj3dQfi7I/AAAAAAAAB-Q/YmcchCAmbGw/s1600/1292022318tolerateyou.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_NrrQEVnfIE/TbRj3dQfi7I/AAAAAAAAB-Q/YmcchCAmbGw/s320/1292022318tolerateyou.gif" width="292px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;But no matter what Easter is to you..religious..a day to eat chocolate bunnies..or just another day..I hope its a good day for all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1L9O5wjK_k4/TbRj6Ies80I/AAAAAAAAB-U/c76guP3odl4/s1600/ddfbusty-blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228px" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1L9O5wjK_k4/TbRj6Ies80I/AAAAAAAAB-U/c76guP3odl4/s320/ddfbusty-blog.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Its kind of hard to find bdsm Easter pictures..haha. but his lil chick is tied up for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JAiJa7enuSY/TbRj7DZTVYI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/GB405LMcbG4/s1600/BDSM-Easter-Chicken_Bondage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276px" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JAiJa7enuSY/TbRj7DZTVYI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/GB405LMcbG4/s320/BDSM-Easter-Chicken_Bondage.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I made some deviled eggs..so this picture was funny to Me.nooo dont boil me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WwMgXHWzEsY/TbRj76MjrBI/AAAAAAAAB-c/kua85tkLhxA/s1600/24.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301px" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WwMgXHWzEsY/TbRj76MjrBI/AAAAAAAAB-c/kua85tkLhxA/s320/24.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Well this picture I dont know about..is it a ponyboy costume? or bunny boy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--OsrXL03zHc/TbRj9UFsf1I/AAAAAAAAB-g/FHKOigxmWVE/s1600/Femdom-Easter-Bunny-Male-Slave.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--OsrXL03zHc/TbRj9UFsf1I/AAAAAAAAB-g/FHKOigxmWVE/s320/Femdom-Easter-Bunny-Male-Slave.jpg" width="245px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I if I were elected president..this is how all men would be required to kiss their wives goodbye..ha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NvwGQ_1kRqk/TbRj_KkNSfI/AAAAAAAAB-k/d3QMG6z9U-c/s1600/Kissing-Wifes-Ass.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NvwGQ_1kRqk/TbRj_KkNSfI/AAAAAAAAB-k/d3QMG6z9U-c/s320/Kissing-Wifes-Ass.jpg" width="230px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cute chick dusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O7l-Lnb2boo/TbRkAQ3bVPI/AAAAAAAAB-o/0-zRhiFvmzw/s1600/tumblr_l9ub5pE4LI1qb9ifzo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O7l-Lnb2boo/TbRkAQ3bVPI/AAAAAAAAB-o/0-zRhiFvmzw/s320/tumblr_l9ub5pE4LI1qb9ifzo1_500.jpg" width="215px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;na na na na na bat man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DE7MQcoroPI/TbRkBPQIIrI/AAAAAAAAB-s/HTu2QOnLWOw/s1600/tumblr_ljr14i0xW41qis7wso1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DE7MQcoroPI/TbRkBPQIIrI/AAAAAAAAB-s/HTu2QOnLWOw/s320/tumblr_ljr14i0xW41qis7wso1_400.jpg" width="261px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-1421767989457856943?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/1421767989457856943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=1421767989457856943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/1421767989457856943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/1421767989457856943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-USwyadbcQuM/TbRj183CdhI/AAAAAAAAB-M/FVq9JjRpqUM/s72-c/Easter-Bunny-Bondage-Dominatrix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-159826209206754220</id><published>2011-04-18T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T15:06:22.175-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bondage'/><title type='text'>Spring is in the air</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i1ElOh8rv7U/Taz1h-6yBsI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/f9ip-czbQiU/s1600/happy_springtime-12414.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i1ElOh8rv7U/Taz1h-6yBsI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/f9ip-czbQiU/s320/happy_springtime-12414.gif" width="318px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you feel it? the weather is changing.. flowers popping up everywhere people sneezing their heads off.. spring fever..love&amp;nbsp; is in the air... My son is on spring break this week. So I am sure I wont be on here much. If at all... I will just post some pics here and there. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have been thinking about bondage lately..hmm spring fever for sure. I havent really done a lot, other than tie a guy to a chair.. tape My panties in his mouth with duct tape.. hmmm gag a man.. and use handcuffs tie his hands above his head.. I would really like to learn some more tight ..inescapable bondage.. I want to tighten My grip and see a man lose his power..That makes Me hot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want him to experience.. bondage, helplessness, surrender ...all for Me.. I want to use restraints on his ankles.. wrists..mmm hogtied perhaps? a locking dildo gag in his mouth? an inflatable butt plug for amusement..hmm My amusement of course. I would see it in his eyes.. his suffering. his enduring all for Me.. even if it terrifies him..he will do it..because he will know how wet it will make me.. and thats what its all about.. making him feel owned.. making him know he is property.. I longingly look at hot pictures of men in bondage on my computer, picturing in my mind what cruel and nasty things I could be doing to some willing or not so willing..&amp;nbsp;victim.Sometimes.. all I need to do is see a man in handcuffs on a TV show and I get turned on. Everything screams bondage to me ..... theres a reason I watch so much CSI, NCIS.. Criminal Minds..etc. I can have a one track mind.. I was in attendance at a elementary school for a visit from an ambulance for the children.. they showed them what was on the ambulance..etc.then they strapped a guy into the gurney and put these belts..around him and flipped him over to show them he couldnt move..omg..instant wet panties.. yes Im bad.. to the bone.. but I would like to get some more experience in bondage.. having a man.unable to move..much. except for his tongue.. works for Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-159826209206754220?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/159826209206754220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=159826209206754220' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/159826209206754220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/159826209206754220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/04/spring-is-in-air.html' title='Spring is in the air'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i1ElOh8rv7U/Taz1h-6yBsI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/f9ip-czbQiU/s72-c/happy_springtime-12414.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-2418609844043465358</id><published>2011-04-16T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T12:27:14.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Me some head baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AYNk9WKgEzw/TaZXw0-xl-I/AAAAAAAAB5M/6xe-e4gRTD0/s1600/DJ559601.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AYNk9WKgEzw/TaZXw0-xl-I/AAAAAAAAB5M/6xe-e4gRTD0/s320/DJ559601.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Todays post is all about &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a alt="vibrators" href="http://www.edenfantasys.com/vibrators/" title="vibrators"&gt;vibrators&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;, &lt;strong&gt;well one in paticular. I was sent a very nice email from the people at eden fantasys, they are some really nice people that sell &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a alt="sex toys" href="http://www.edenfantasys.com/" title="sex toys"&gt;sex toys&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;. A really nice lady from over there asked if I would review a sex toy and share My review here.. hey what the heck. It only took a month for her to convince Me.. cause lets face it I have no idea how to link up places on here and am not very techy. But My contact person was so very helpful and yes I checked them out, seemed legit, and here I am about to tell you all about My experience with the vibe I got in the mail a couple days ago. This is the vibe.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a alt="Sex toys" href="http://www.edenfantasys.com/vibrators/g-spot-vibrators/moniques-vivid-dreams" title="Sex toys"&gt;Vivid Dreams&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;oh and let Me tell you I had some vivid dreams while playing with that toy. I was stroking My clit with it and those um stimulation nubs found on the end..ummm yummm it claims to hit the G spot but I know for a fact it hit the clit spot.. I dont usually put My vibe inside My pussy I like it vibrating on the outside and it did the trick.. Its easy to use, only takes two double a batteries.. and you can hold it with one hand..just in case you need the other to shove some nasty slut boys face down where you need it..like sucking on your hard nipples or lapping well..umm anywhere you desire.&amp;nbsp; I liked the power of this vibe..its about 8 inches long, that made it comfortable to hold and not have to struggle to reach what you need to.. so all in all I liked it. didnt take long to get Me screaming.. well along with a couple of nasty images in My head..you know.. like these&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d4QwLHfs5xw/TaZXcKhwNxI/AAAAAAAAB5A/t_tJIXe_-l0/s1600/tumblr_lgt7b583ss1qe4kmdo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d4QwLHfs5xw/TaZXcKhwNxI/AAAAAAAAB5A/t_tJIXe_-l0/s320/tumblr_lgt7b583ss1qe4kmdo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIZprVpxJjk/TaZXeb1iy_I/AAAAAAAAB5E/tleN7LHXjIs/s1600/untitleddddd.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIZprVpxJjk/TaZXeb1iy_I/AAAAAAAAB5E/tleN7LHXjIs/s320/untitleddddd.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l8nCynoXodw/TaZXfyoZ8uI/AAAAAAAAB5I/5g0ky0saJIA/s1600/untitledddddww.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l8nCynoXodw/TaZXfyoZ8uI/AAAAAAAAB5I/5g0ky0saJIA/s320/untitledddddww.bmp" width="264" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-5519771541258385365?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/5519771541258385365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=5519771541258385365' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/5519771541258385365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/5519771541258385365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-vibe.html' title='A new vibe'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AYNk9WKgEzw/TaZXw0-xl-I/AAAAAAAAB5M/6xe-e4gRTD0/s72-c/DJ559601.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-1965247764848903117</id><published>2011-04-10T15:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T16:06:08.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I was a good girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pqEEbRPNGdo/TaI3myknEII/AAAAAAAAB3Y/Ral0kCHTJFQ/s1600/good_girl_gone_bad_upclose.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pqEEbRPNGdo/TaI3myknEII/AAAAAAAAB3Y/Ral0kCHTJFQ/s320/good_girl_gone_bad_upclose.jpg" width="316" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So the tour of slutboy's work went really well. I acted nice and well mannered. Evil grin. I don't remember too much about being in his office. I know he was sitting at his desk talking to Me. But all I could think of was how I wanted to lean back and put My boots on his desk. Then I could see in My mind shoving him over the desk..and all those memos and staplers..monitor..things like that..I saw how much stuff I would have to shove out of My way to get him pushed down over that bossman desk and fuck his nasty cock hole..the way it deserves..hard. So I was in a fog while I was in there..Then I could see Myself sitting in his chair and him on his knees between My legs lapping at Me. I had to pull it together..and pay attention. Cause now it was time to leave the office and go on the tour.yes yes..straighten up..ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally enjoyed seeing part of the operations on that 27 acers of land. yes very impressive lots of employees and lots of action... His business/company is really a one of a kind..and he has other parcels of land elsewhere for other things with the company.. hate to be secretive..but thats how he likes it.. gotta keep sb happy..ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he only groped Me one time ..we were in one of the warehouses and he let his hand wander to My ass. uh huh. I told him ..umm you better be careful..these people dont know Me..I can act crazy..and right now I want to rip that shirt off of you and shove you to your knees..so umm I would behave if I were you.. *it was an accident Mistress* he tells Me.. ummm yeah. sure it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2UGgB29A3Uo/TaI32bqhgdI/AAAAAAAAB3c/zjgsbEmLqYU/s1600/il_570xN_193558137.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2UGgB29A3Uo/TaI32bqhgdI/AAAAAAAAB3c/zjgsbEmLqYU/s320/il_570xN_193558137.jpg" width="275" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really good and didnt cause any problems... we went to lunch after the fabulous tour..so it was nice to see his office..he has lots of people around him all the time..made me think I need to tone it down a bit when I call and its 2 min past the time he was suppossed to call and I say what the hell?? why are you late? umm because he is trying to chew his arm off to get away from all the crisis and people.. its a busy place. It made me realize how much he trys to make Me a top priority..even when so many others are fighting for his attention..so I may give him a ten min lead way...maybe. I havent decided..ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks again sb..it was great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see I know how to act..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-1965247764848903117?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/1965247764848903117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=1965247764848903117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/1965247764848903117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/1965247764848903117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-was-good-girl.html' title='I was a good girl'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pqEEbRPNGdo/TaI3myknEII/AAAAAAAAB3Y/Ral0kCHTJFQ/s72-c/good_girl_gone_bad_upclose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-6083721008495783670</id><published>2011-04-06T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T19:09:24.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sultry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This picture is sexy and you dont even see any body parts really.. mmmm just hot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kSUJkKU3YQw/TZ0cMe4B9rI/AAAAAAAAB0s/ePxanhGWQKM/s1600/tumblr_lawenau2k11qcbnuoo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kSUJkKU3YQw/TZ0cMe4B9rI/AAAAAAAAB0s/ePxanhGWQKM/s320/tumblr_lawenau2k11qcbnuoo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and this womans face..omg.. I love to be in that place..lost in domme bliss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9O7SxYhxuVY/TZ0cPeH0eJI/AAAAAAAAB0w/rczK7z2hVDw/s1600/tumblr_l9g9aquLjl1qcaw8oo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9O7SxYhxuVY/TZ0cPeH0eJI/AAAAAAAAB0w/rczK7z2hVDw/s320/tumblr_l9g9aquLjl1qcaw8oo1_500.jpg" width="277" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So is this the same as a morning woody? Maybe she just has to go pee.. ha ha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FI0J5OlUw5w/TZ0cRppbuUI/AAAAAAAAB00/XkCqKbaxQDU/s1600/mornig+wood.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FI0J5OlUw5w/TZ0cRppbuUI/AAAAAAAAB00/XkCqKbaxQDU/s320/mornig+wood.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love her attitude... thats right bitch.. get your cocksucking mouth over here and amuse Me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_ocLv1QuGMo/TZ0cTXoeFzI/AAAAAAAAB04/9B7jF4gXf_w/s1600/Motivational_36.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_ocLv1QuGMo/TZ0cTXoeFzI/AAAAAAAAB04/9B7jF4gXf_w/s320/Motivational_36.jpg" width="218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-6083721008495783670?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/6083721008495783670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=6083721008495783670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/6083721008495783670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/6083721008495783670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/04/sultry.html' title='sultry'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kSUJkKU3YQw/TZ0cMe4B9rI/AAAAAAAAB0s/ePxanhGWQKM/s72-c/tumblr_lawenau2k11qcbnuoo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-414319678380967147</id><published>2011-04-06T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T18:55:30.457-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slutboy'/><title type='text'>Going to see slutboy at work tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hmm shall I put on some leather pants? Carry a whip, sport My severe looking black boots that his tongue looks so good lapping at the buckle? hmmm no I dont think so. He is giving Me a tour of his business. Yes its that big of..that cool of a place. I of course have to act right. hmmm that will be tough. We will both be on our best behavior. I will call him by his first name..and he will call me by mine. My name by the way is his safe word. ha.. he never..ever calls Me by My first name. he calls Me ..Mistress. always has and probably always will.. Im not making fun of safe words.. they are important..just like total trust is. and if we are ever playing and he says My name.. trust Me I will stop dead in My tracks. Everything will come to a halt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZXyu_AnNac/TZ0K7WpWeVI/AAAAAAAABzI/0HbJhQgIeJs/s1600/tumblr_li8hcgVQUA1qdcazzo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZXyu_AnNac/TZ0K7WpWeVI/AAAAAAAABzI/0HbJhQgIeJs/s1600/tumblr_li8hcgVQUA1qdcazzo1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Back to tomorrow. I will get to go to his office, ask his secretary to see him. In a nice proffessional way.. unlike I have thought of in My dreams where I would barge in there and say where the hell is slutboy??? ha.dont worry sb..it wont happen. I promised I would be on My best behavior.. oh did I tell you I would be wearing thigh highs under My skirt..minus the panties? aweee are you gonna have a *hard * time walking around?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;slutboy has many employees..and this is a busy time of year for him...I have always wanted to see everything he talks about and does. I want to see the buildings he so oftens disappears into to talk to Me..so he can say Mistress with out ease droppers.. I want to see the desk he sits at and makes those million dollar deals at. I want to see his chair. I often tease him, when I sometimes call him and he is still in that *ceo* boss man mode..he forgets who he is talking to and gets a bit short or is ummm * I just told you* attitude..I say ..my my..did you just get done sitting in he big boss man chair.. because YOU are not talking to one of your lil minons.. then he gets contol and says..sorry Mistress..its hard to transition sometimes.. ha.. dont tell him but I think its cute. because trust Me ..I have no problem pullin in the reins.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;of course I would like to do some different activities in his office.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U28E5RgVnRw/TZ0Op8bgAZI/AAAAAAAABzM/dLkY2Yrmc8U/s1600/office_dominatrix_fucks_boss.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U28E5RgVnRw/TZ0Op8bgAZI/AAAAAAAABzM/dLkY2Yrmc8U/s1600/office_dominatrix_fucks_boss.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jnZ24Ltr8Ng/TZ0Os7erDeI/AAAAAAAABzQ/qGiDpMxIm9w/s1600/strapon-boss-320x400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jnZ24Ltr8Ng/TZ0Os7erDeI/AAAAAAAABzQ/qGiDpMxIm9w/s320/strapon-boss-320x400.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Probably NOT what we will be doing. hmmm but one of these days..after hours. Im gonna break that desk of his in. ....the right way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But first..lets get one thing straight.. to do it right..I would have him lock the door, crawl to his knees to Me. Give My boots the proper respect they deserve before I had him strip like the whore he is. The Im going to yank him up by the hair on his head, shove him over his desk face down, kick his ankles apart with My boots. I will put his hands behid his back and lock the handcuffs on them. oh how he hates those cuffs.. too fucking bad! Im going to lean into his back and tell him in his ear just how much Im going to enjoy fucking My slut. Im gonna hold his head down on the desk and dig my nails into his thighs pushing them apart. I like My slut to be spread wide. I would smear some cold lube on my fingers, stare down at him, enjoying how he is exposed, spread..nasty. I want to violate him, show him just who exactly is the real BOSS ..show him I mean business..of a different kind. Im going to fuck him like he deserves.. shoving one finger inside..then two..stretching him ..then comes the strapon..no hesitant..no getting used to it..just shoving and taking what I want..the desk shaking from the thrusts.. his groans..omg his groans can almost make me cum by themselves.. My breathing is going to be out of control..My pussy wet against his thighs as I fuck fuck fuck what I own..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oSgqjAEQRjY/TZ0ZWu7rl3I/AAAAAAAABzU/Ysn2Q0Ib_as/s1600/tumblr_li2ad8Jnb01qhkj6fo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oSgqjAEQRjY/TZ0ZWu7rl3I/AAAAAAAABzU/Ysn2Q0Ib_as/s320/tumblr_li2ad8Jnb01qhkj6fo1_500.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hmmm perhaps I should&amp;nbsp; bring a picnic basket.. ha.. full of goodies.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont worry slutboy.. I promised I would be good..and I will.... sweet evil smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-414319678380967147?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/414319678380967147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=414319678380967147' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/414319678380967147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/414319678380967147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/04/going-to-see-slutboy-at-work-tomorrow.html' title='Going to see slutboy at work tomorrow'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZXyu_AnNac/TZ0K7WpWeVI/AAAAAAAABzI/0HbJhQgIeJs/s72-c/tumblr_li8hcgVQUA1qdcazzo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-4182803380946170702</id><published>2011-04-02T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T22:11:58.683-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='used boy'/><title type='text'>he was used</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes slut boy was used. For My pleasure. I thought I would have some pics from My phone to be uploaded for this blog post. But it isnt happenening. If I get them to work later, then I will add them later. I do have a few pics I can use. Im sure you will get the idea.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;slutboy came to the hotel locked and loaded for Me. wearing his cockcage under his clothes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SMFOxshr-Aw/TZeAwhJWVzI/AAAAAAAAByw/Tr6y4nXtEpw/s1600/1033430977.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SMFOxshr-Aw/TZeAwhJWVzI/AAAAAAAAByw/Tr6y4nXtEpw/s320/1033430977.jpg" width="248" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have to admit. My head wasnt in the right place for our meeting. I had and have some personal *home* things going on. I was happy to be with slutboy, needed to be with slutboy, but when your head is not there..well I guess its like the guys that get a cock block. I had a clit block. I had slutboys mouth on My nipples and a vibrator on My clit, I NEEDED TO CUM. I hadnt cum in probably a month. unheard of right??? So I couldnt cum, I had slutboy stop what he was doing. I said I cant cum just forget it. yes thats Me..go right to no this isnt working. slutboy wants nothing and I mean nothing in this world more than to make me happy ..he starts reaching for ideas to help Me get where I need to be. because unlike popular thinking.. My sluts anyway..are not ever going to be a doormat..they need to be activiely involved and are responsible for helping Me get off. ok so he starts with how about another glass of wine Mistress? umm ok.. how about some videos? I brought my laptop* he tells me.. I start laughing at that point. because that is so me.. I honestly think I was born with too much testerone, I like visuals like men do.. I like watching porn/videos, it makes my pussy soaking wet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nO62cOEmEDU/TZlTEqyQboI/AAAAAAAABzE/emgiiKQQE7Y/s1600/1234444.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nO62cOEmEDU/TZlTEqyQboI/AAAAAAAABzE/emgiiKQQE7Y/s320/1234444.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Its not as good as the real thing up close and personal but its GOOD. I laughed and said no. I didnt want to watch porn. Im thinking that helped. laughter is good for stress. I got over the clitblock. I him kiss My thighs and worship My legs/feet a bit to get warmed up.&amp;nbsp; Then I allowed him to take My panties off and finally use his slutty mouth the way it was meant to used, on My pussy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ObbmfCuVZnI/TZeFjsd0vUI/AAAAAAAABy4/m19wdOpJlPI/s1600/tumblr_lhxd3moN201qb4rhko1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ObbmfCuVZnI/TZeFjsd0vUI/AAAAAAAABy4/m19wdOpJlPI/s320/tumblr_lhxd3moN201qb4rhko1_500.jpg" width="260" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;I got My dildo back out, had slutboy crawl up beside me, suck on my nipples till they were hard as rocks, and I came hard and loud as told him I would rather cuck him to a dildo than ever fuck his useless slave cock. I wasnt able to bring slutboy a pussy like this one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fub9NjFViZQ/TZeDaXjyBhI/AAAAAAAABy0/OSzGXZDhRjY/s1600/tumblr_litjg5r8a41qe3ltyo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fub9NjFViZQ/TZeDaXjyBhI/AAAAAAAABy0/OSzGXZDhRjY/s320/tumblr_litjg5r8a41qe3ltyo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like the kind of pussy he deserves. hmm maybe next time. I had slutboy (also known as sb if Im talking to him on the phone and others can hear, dont want to startle those unsuspecting vanillas. and also known as sb for second best. he will always be second.) yes I had slutboy take off his cockcage so that I could yank on that property I own. I love him being locked up,but I also love pulling, slapping, thumping, and using what is Mine. I was ready for some entertainment, so he attached 3 full water bottles with rope to his balls and let them hang for Me.&amp;nbsp; I loved it. I loved the moans and the pain on his face. I have a bit of a sadist streak I suppose. I love the face he will do whatevr Iwant and never say no.&amp;nbsp; I told him his cock was nasty and only good for hurting. After he took the water bottles off, I had him get the face dildo and put it on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z2tQ7gfSASc/TZeGVxaYYhI/AAAAAAAABy8/0WbBO6wGWzQ/s1600/strict-leather-dildo-face-harness.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z2tQ7gfSASc/TZeGVxaYYhI/AAAAAAAABy8/0WbBO6wGWzQ/s320/strict-leather-dildo-face-harness.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I needed a big cock inside My pussy and he wasnt able to help Me out with that. So I scooted to the edge of the bed and allowed him to push that cock attached to his face inside My hot hole. The face dildo we have, has a short stubby penis on the side that goes into his mouth. It stretches his mouth out and hurts a bit. mmmm I like that part. while Im filled up his mouth is filled up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YFMtOu0mOUI/TZeHBBiFMeI/AAAAAAAABzA/nuDUlkbtpR0/s1600/46009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YFMtOu0mOUI/TZeHBBiFMeI/AAAAAAAABzA/nuDUlkbtpR0/s1600/46009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I pushed My vibrator down onto My clit while he fucked Me with the face dildo. I came pretty fast and hard on that dildo. My slut cucked by a dildo. just what he deserves. He did love being allowed to be that close to his true Mistress. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My slut is learning to endure absolute objectification. Thats what gets Me off.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I came 6 times the day and a half we had together. I needed it. one of the last things we did was I had slutboy put his big steel plug in his ass and then lay down on the bed so I could sit on his face. I had thigh highs..a short black nightie, boots and a crop. I sat down on his face, grinded My pussy on his mouth back and forth, while degrading him. I smacked his legs and told him to keep his legs spread at all times because thats what whores do. they keep their legs spread. I tapped his plugged hole and told him thats his cock hole. If I want a cock in there he will have no choice but to obey. I raised up and then told him, * unless you dont want to ever get to lick this pussy again?*&amp;nbsp; Nooo he moaned no mistress. no I will do it. I grinded back down. you are a two holed slut I told him. you spread for whomever I decide. he moaned under Me.. his cock was rock hard. he knows the truth. we both do. he will do anything and he knows it. I came really hard whacking at his cock and thighs with My crop. I then let him lap at My juices a bit more before dismounting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our time was coming to a close so I decided I would let him cum. he had served Me well. I put on My strapon. He worshipped that for a bit, I made him lick the head of it and gobble it up. *come on cuckbitch!! you have to act like you like it!! I shoved it as far as his throat could take it. Then I asked him if he really wanted to cum? he begged me yes please Mistress. He knows..in order to cum he must ejaculate with his cock hole full and a cock in his mouth. NO EXCEPTIONS.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;he moaned and hung his head for a bit..yes Mistress thats the only way I am allowed to cum. his ass was already plugged, I sat on the edge of the bed as he began sucking My strap on. I degraded him while he did it.told him what a whore he is. how he will do unthinkable things for Me because it excites Me..makes me melt down into femdomme heaven. makes him have an ache in his balls to do those things for Me. He came hard nursing that cock in his mouth, deep groans from way down deep, I could feel them vibrating on the cock he was sucking..all the way down to my pussy. his slavery is deepening and he is willing to endure nasty degrading acts to turn me on. he longs to do those thing because he has a deep desire to please Me.. Tease and denial are a big part of his life now.. he is being reprogrammed sexually. all to please Me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-4182803380946170702?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/4182803380946170702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=4182803380946170702' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/4182803380946170702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/4182803380946170702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/04/he-was-used.html' title='he was used'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SMFOxshr-Aw/TZeAwhJWVzI/AAAAAAAAByw/Tr6y4nXtEpw/s72-c/1033430977.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-5674320952304170336</id><published>2011-03-31T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T10:23:51.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back but busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is a little crazy right now. ha when ISNT IT? I had an awesome, totally hot, 6 orgasms night/day with slutboy. He learned a few things.. he learned where his cockhole is..he learned he is a two hole slut. He also learned sometimes My orgasms sneak up on Me..ha we both learned that and were startled. mmmm in a good way ..well it was good&amp;nbsp;from my point of view and lets face it..thats all that matters.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im going to write a post about our time together just may take a couple of days to get some time to do so...I even took a couple pics. so Im still out here..just dealing with issues. getting My head on straight.. ironing out a few difficulties..none involving slutboy.. he is actually the bright spot in My craziness. Im certain he is going to charge Me psychiatric payments.. he is a good listener.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So yes more to come. Im trying to remember if I took a picture of those water bottles hanging from his balls. hmmm I do get in a mood and forget to snap a few pics. but in case I didnt..this is kind of what it looked like..only they were swinging..hanging..and I think he had to hang three..because the suffering had to be kicked up a notch to suit Me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lYy-mlLkUSM/TZS4mlo1pnI/AAAAAAAABx8/C3uqG-vrWUQ/s1600/tumblr_lieprz7SWC1qi358eo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lYy-mlLkUSM/TZS4mlo1pnI/AAAAAAAABx8/C3uqG-vrWUQ/s320/tumblr_lieprz7SWC1qi358eo1_500.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hope all my blogger friends are doing well.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;kisses&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Married Domme&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991665335897468964-5674320952304170336?l=themarrieddomme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/feeds/5674320952304170336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991665335897468964&amp;postID=5674320952304170336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/5674320952304170336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991665335897468964/posts/default/5674320952304170336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themarrieddomme.blogspot.com/2011/03/back-but-busy.html' title='Back but busy'/><author><name>Married Domme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06654166998653132864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUi82HFi5eY/TSPpjd08jII/AAAAAAAABdk/pDOMc21G2t0/S220/1822337808.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lYy-mlLkUSM/TZS4mlo1pnI/AAAAAAAABx8/C3uqG-vrWUQ/s72-c/tumblr_lieprz7SWC1qi358eo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991665335897468964.post-4057512446037923158</id><published>2011-03-23T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T18:29:02.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>48hrs..until his ass is MINE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thursday afternoon we will be getting together. slutboy will be Mine again. Im looking forward to some alone time.&amp;nbsp; I am sad though. Im having a bit of a cold frosty front going on at My home. So there wont be any man cum in My pussy when I arrive there. ahhh the joys of marriage..can certainly fuck things up.&amp;nbsp; I just told slutboy on the phone today..*Im sad sluboy..(why Mistress?) well because I wont be bringing you a nasty pussy load..when I come thru the door and I let you kneel in front of Me..you wont smell a well fucked pussy thru My panties.. I am going to be a fresh, showered, legs shaved, baby oiled sexy havent been fucked yet domme.. and thats..well just sad.. you dont deserve that. you deserve the nasty messy squishy pussy to worship. one that was fucked with a real mans cock. * &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But oh well.. he is still going to worship My pussy, no matter what shape its in. and he is going to beg to be allowed to sniff, lick and kiss My ass as well. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh what will I do to him..mmmmI am requirng him to arrive to the hotel room in chastity, I wont require the points of intrigue..well not off the bat..thatwill come later when we play our little truth and pain game. I will taunt him and humiliate him bout his pathetic cock while he endures cbt.. that cock deserves to be punished since I am going without being fucked..and he cant even help Me with that. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He will have to be a cuckold to a dildo this time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6Rlhpa-yiSQ/TYqdcgZC4TI/AAAAAAAABvs/GoSHR0iBF7c/s1600/tumblr_ligwjoVe6z1qgvn9vo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6Rlhpa-yiSQ/TYqdcgZC4TI/AAAAAAAABvs/GoSHR0iBF7c/s320/tumblr_ligwjoVe6z1qgvn9vo1_400.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;yes I would rather use a dildo than fuck him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-jd3xBnecb_s/TYqeSvP-mCI/AAAAAAAABvw/L3VvmwqWVAM/s1600/156777.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-jd3xBnecb_s/TYqeSvP-mCI/AAAAAAAABvw/L3VvmwqWVAM/s320/156777.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And he is going to pay for that. 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