loving and living my submission

The weekend has come and gone, bringing with it new experiences. It seems we are in fact, beginning to embrace a “D/s lifestyle”. Something that I have never said I didn’t want, but something Sylvanus has said he didn’t think he would be happy with. The beauty of it is, we have the freedom to mold it the way that best fits our lives. There is no right or wrong way of doing it. Just “our” way.

My collar is becoming permanent part of my “at home” wardrobe. Sylvanus comes home and locks it into place and only he has the ability to take it off.

In fact, this weekend, he and I went out to dinner. He told me what to wear and as we left the apartment, I had to keep my collar on. I was a bit nervous at first. What if someone saw me? But then I thought.. so what?!? We made it from the apartment to the elevator to our parking garage undetected. I was still nervous about being seen, even after convincing myself it shouldn’t matter. While in the elevator, Sylvanus unlocked my collar and took it off and told me to place it in my purse.

Once we arrived at the restaurant and were seated, he told me he would be ordering for us that evening. I felt so at home with this. I enjoy being his submissive and I can be VERY indecisive. It’s good to have a Master who takes care of me.

On the way home that night, we stopped at Home Depot to pick up my 2nd set of chains. These are heavier and cut at a shorter length. They are also coated to create less noise. They are to serve as my sleeping chains. Just long enough to lock around the bed’s leg and reach my neck.

Once we arrived home, Sylvanus locked my collar back on while we were in the elevator. Only this time, as we exited the elevator, there was someone standing around our hallway. I blushed and tried pulling at my shirt collar. I used the darkness of the night and Sylvanus’s body as a shield from his prying eyes. I feel ashamed that my pride for my submission was not strong enough to not hide it.

That night, we attempted to chain me to the bed. Unfortunately, the chains were very heavy and pulled greatly against my collar and neck. They would not allow for a pleasant sleep for me that night. So we dropped that idea, as much to my dismay, but I knew these chains would feel heavenly if bound to an ankle cuff!

The following day was spent with my family. It was a long, hot and busy day. Sylvanus clasped the lock of my collar to my purse for the day. It was a pleasant reminder of my submission all day. At one point, while eating an early dinner with my family, I remember looking at Sylvanus and thinking, I want to submit to him so badly. I couldn’t wait to get home, put my collar back on, and just be his submissive once more.

In fact, that is how I am feeling these days. I feel as though I go through my days, just trying to do the things I need to do in order to be a respectable member of society. I watch the work clock, waiting for the moment I can get back into my car and head home. Strip the “real world” away and just be his submissive once more. Looking forward to being his submissive, helps make my days go quickly. I fantasize for the day I can live each day as his submissive. The “stay at home submissive” role. That is a long day away… finances just don’t make that possible right now.

*sigh*

Last night, Sylvanus allowed me to sleep in my chains. This time we used the 1st set he bought me. They are louder, but not as heavy. His concern was that he wouldn’t be able to sleep. Of course, seeing me chained into bed for the night, made him want his cunt. He handed me my vibratex rosebud (i need to write a review for this). He ordered me to cum for him. He loves fucking his cunt after it has orgasmed.

It didn’t take me long to have a very powerful orgasm. Once the waves subsided, Sylvanus mounted me between my legs and worked his hard cock into me. My muscles were tight from the orgasm and it took him a bit to get inside. He groaned how he loves fucking his cunt after an orgasm. It’s so much tighter and warmer. He loves fucking me while I am chained to the bed. I, his submissive, no where to go, only there to happily serve him. I welcomed his orgasm into my body.

Last night I slept well. I woke up occasionally, turning over, being careful to move my chains quietly. Early this morning I had to wake my Master. I needed him to release my chains in order to use the restroom.

So today I sit here. Writing this post. I reflect on the weekend. There is much that has happened and much, I know, will happen. We are looking forward to moving to our new home. Our D/s will be able to grow and expand with our new privacy. I can only think what our downstairs neighbors think when they hear the chains moving around!

My submission and his Dominance continue to grow. I have found new happiness with each day. I have less than 8 hours left in my work day today before I can go home and be his submissive once more. I can’t wait. And yet.. I have to!