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Late 30s, looking for my forever Husband to submit to, obey, serve and give my mind, body and soul to. As a woman, You must understand we feel we are “being forced” because we have strayed and society programmed us to think we are equal. It’s okay to not be equal, we have a role like Men do. This is not personal, it’s biological and primal. Men are the protectors, the providers, and women have tits and can be bred for a reason. Woman are softer in tone and size, created to be a stress reliever for the Man caring for her. They don’t want to “take our rights away”, they want to fix what has been broken. As a woman who had a high power career and college education, traveled and studied abroad, had my fun and freedom, I still felt a biological shift that is just natural ladies. And I became upset at society forcing me to be alpha.

My body was ready to bear babies and pregnancy hormones scientifically help us be docile and submissive. I felt the “baby fever” feminism has labeled it. If you are a feminist, support women who support traditional, natural roles such as a Man and a woman. Decisions in a workplace and “hustling” only burnt me out and I was never happy until I served a Man. Served Him as my role to thank him for all He does and provides. Ladies, if we just stopped going against our God given purpose, it wouldn’t seem so scary.

I would love to connect with real Men looking for more than just a kink in the bedroom. This is a true way of living for me, as domestic discipline has always kept me from hysteria and in a true feminine state. My inbox is open, Sir. ❤️ I am looking for my forever husband.

Please do not waste my time, this isn’t just fun for me. NO MINORS. Message me if you’d like to learn more about me. My updates and postings will also share my viewpoints.

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Update:

Hi All, I’m so sorry I’ve been quiet. If I’m being truly honest, life has been very hard lately. It is hard to be a single woman in today’s society and well, my faith has been being tested heavily. Please pray for me that my family will be provided for and that this season will pass. I am honestly just weary, and wish there was a strong Man’s shoulder to lean on who could make it all okay. 😭

Why did society do this to us? I’m so tired of having to live this way. Where are the true Men at? That provide, protect, guide and are loving and faithful?

#tradwife #anti feminism #good girls obey #housewife #female submission #maga women #support the patriarchy #pro patriarchy #trad wives #tradlife

hattiebrowne89

Some questions for all trad girls:

When introduced to a man you have not previously met, do you bow your head when you take his hand and do you curtsey?

If an unknown man talks to you, or asks you a question, do you address him as Sir?

With your husband or your partner do you practice free use, or are you allowed a headache?

If you are religious, do you dress overtly in keeping with that faith?

Do you dress and act in a modest way, do you display a quiet, respectful, and humble demeanour?

Do you iron absolutely everything?

Do you routinely ask your partner or husband's permission, with every decision you need to make?

Do you get up before your partner or husband in order to ensure he has coffee and food before going to work?

Is your submission absolute, or are some aspects of your relationship negotiated?

At Church or Shull you probably cover your head, but do you veil or cover your hair when you pray at home?

Do you just wear dresses or skirts, or do you still wear jeans, leggings, shorts or tights?

Were you at any time a feminist, but now you have seen the light and follow a traditional, conservative lifestyle?

Does your partner of husband, or perhaps your father order for you in a restaurant?

Does your partner, husband, or perhaps your father tell you how to vote?

Will you bring up your children to have the same values as you hold dear?

retrobassgirl

When introduced to a man you have not previously met, do you bow your head when you take his hand and do you curtsey? In a long life, you get introduced to a lot of people, much less as you get older. Yes I do demi-curtsey, though it doesn’t happen much these days. That does include looking down and bowing your head a little…full curtsey? No!

If an unknown man talks to you, or asks you a question, do you address him as Sir? Yes, usually but then I started out as a waitress in a fine dining restaurant and every diner was either ‘Sir’ or ‘Ma’am’. The habit sticks with you, so much so that when I responded to a senior police officer that way at a recent event, I got: ‘Oh please, call me Adam!’

With your husband or your partner do you practice free use, or are you allowed a headache? Jewish response I’m afraid. Free use yes (headache definitely not). I’m Conservative in religious outlook however, we have rules of niddah (exclusion). If I’m menstruating that means not having sex! A byproduct of that is the needy state that puts you in and his lust when you can again!

If you are religious, do you dress overtly in keeping with that faith?Somewhat. I’m not Orthodox but being married and Conservative in outlook and faith means that in many public situations (not at home or in private) I cover my hair with a tichel or similar and dress modestly in a regular long dress or skirt; no bare arms or shoulders, no cleavage on show!

Do you dress and act in a modest way, do you display a quiet, respectful, and humble demeanour? Dressing yes. Behaviour, generally yes of course even when I think I might be better qualified than others who are speaking. However, when I encounter anti-semitism, I do speak up and call it out for the hatred that it is. I do so respectfully and quietly even then (otherwise communication ceases!)

Do you iron absolutely everything? Hmm, not everything! Some things just just don’t iron: Pure cotton and linen clothing (including his shirts) yes; pure cotton bedlinen and table linen, yes; linen glass cloths, yes; cotton aprons, definitely. I try to avoid buying synthetic ‘easy iron’ fabrics; they never look ironed even when you do!

Do you routinely ask your partner or husband's permission, with every decision you need to make? With most things, yes of course, but not always (shock horror). Some things in relation to our home, children and family are my preserve alone and he doesn’t need the bother or headache of deciding who gets what holiday gift or what next week’s menu is going to be!

Do you get up before your partner or husband in order to ensure he has coffee and food before going to work? Yes of course on weekdays but not on Yom Shabbat (Saturday)

Is your submission absolute, or are some aspects of your relationship negotiated? Absolute these days and on being first married, yes. It takes practice however and a while to adjust. Trust is key to all of this. Married couples grow in wisdom together as they have children. Remember that even a family of three (we are a family of six) isn’t a two way relationship any more! Mothers and fathers learn their roles ‘on the job’ and both make mistakes. You have to look out for each other and help each other develop. You do that by reflecting each other's behaviours back to them. If he is overly hard with the children and communication stalls, I will point that out quietly. If I am over easy on the children and too benevolent, he will challenge me gently.

At Church or Shul you probably cover your head, but do you veil or cover your hair when you pray at home? In my experience, prayer at home is very personal for women. We cover our hair for public prayer likewise, family blessings, zemirot etc. At home though and our prayer is intense, constant, emotional and personal. Like Chana in the book of Samuel, we pray silently; a conversation with Adonai. When you wake in the night to feed and change your crying baby, you pray for him to stop and to be at peace. You pray Modah Ani lefanecha on waking. These are not moments for headcovering but ones with G_d as between a father and his child. We do not cover our hair in our tradition either until we marry.

Do you just wear dresses or skirts, or do you still wear jeans, leggings, shorts or tights? I own lots of dresses and one grey wool skirt which goes with most tops. I hate matching separates but love dresses. You put one on and you’re, err, dressed! I have one pair of jeans though and several pairs of jodphurs. I don’t know of anyone who rides in a skirt or dress these days! Jeans are also useful for really mucky jobs like some aspects of gardening.

Were you at any time a feminist, but now you have seen the light and follow a traditional, conservative lifestyle? My mother was a feminist and tried to bring me up that way. It had completely the opposite effect. Enough said!

Does your partner/husband, or perhaps your father order for you in a restaurant? Yes, my husband as a rule, unless I’m out with my friends and it’s all girls together.

Does your partner, husband, or perhaps your father tell you how to vote?My father did (as well as holding very different views to my mother!) and I followed his lead. On first being married; my husband told me how to vote too. Then suddenly we were a family and shared children. At that point, it tends to become something of an informed discussion together about what vote might give them the best future. Your motherly insights, sought by him, help him make a decision based on EVERYONE’S needs. You have two votes now but you also represent a family who otherwise would have no voice.

Will you bring up your children to have the same values as you hold dear? Absolutely and I already have. Once they are adults however, they have to make their own decisions in a world you didn’t foresee. You hope they will choose wisely and represent the Torah learning they received in their decisions.

retrobassgirl

I'm a lucky woman. In my 50s now, I found the love of my life some time ago; a protective, masculine man who is an excellent father. We have four wonderful children and a happy, relaxed home. But what about you? If you are young and secretly crave a more traditional lifestyle and future, how do you go about finding it?

Building the life you aspire to is never going to be easy these days. The modern hedonistic trend of instant gratification doesn't really help. Women are encouraged to chase after the same outward worldly success that men often crave. Your hormones however are telling you something else. As girls we are biologically programmed to bear children and to look for a masculine man who will be a good father to them. That combination tends to drive a slut culture that goes nowhere.

Yet there are still young men out there who aspire to be strong, masculine guys and great fathers: true patriarchs not women hating misogynists. To find one, you will need to channel the softer feminine characteristics that we all naturally have. Young men feel intimidated into thinking they can't be proper men any more. Some don't even know how to either. Most are relieved to find a more traditional girl.

Are traditional male values a thing of the past? I don't think so. Helping him re-learn benevolent, patriarchal masculinity is your job as well as his. Your behaviour and soft femininity will help him accomplish that. If you find such a guy, be his guide. You can do that simply by being quietly submissive and feminine.

So put on a dress. Be attired elegantly and modestly. Keep your makeup pretty, fresh and restrained. This isn't frumpiness, it's decorous behaviour. Channel grace, gentleness and good manners, expect gentlemanly behaviour from him in return. Don't be afraid to let him open doors for you or let you kneel at his feet. If he insists on ordering for you in a restaurant; encourage him.

I understand that ceding control isn't easy. It flies in he face of all that feminism taught you. This isn't a competition though. He wants what is best for both of yo. Don't challenge him or argue. If he asks your opinion give it quietly and then leave him to decide. Let him lead. He will make mistakes, he's young. He needs the space to learn and the opportunity to do so. Find out what his vision of family life is and show him how you can make it a reality. Together you will build a future and a family that you can be proud of. Good luck.

Jane xx

flawlesslyfeminine

Women should not:

- Fear a loss of control.

It is natural for women not to be in control. We should embrace it and let a man make the decisions.

- Deny our nature.

Femininity, submissiveness and a nurturing personality is embroidered into our DNA. There is literally nothing you can do to change that. Just take a breath and accept it.

- Aspire to be equal.

Seriously… In the fields that matter, we are not equal. We just aren’t. So you have two choices; sulk about it, scream and thrash around… Or aspire to be less. (Tip: the second option is much easier).

strict-patriarchy

Feminine Emotions

Feelings that are common and natural for females:

overwhelmed by stress

confused by decisions

wanting to or actually crying

eager for validation and praise

fearful yet reverent of authority

scared when not in their comfort zone

shyness and embarassment around a Man

urge to be playful, childish and silly

arousal at having their bodies looked upon or touched

safe when on their knees or at a Man's feet

Females are emotional creatures and it is normal for them to have a hard time holding their emotions back. A Patriarchal Male gives them the space to express themselves while educating and discplining them out of letting emotions take over their role and duties of servitude

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its true

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Why a Womans Place is in the Home

You were told that anything boys can do, girls can do. You were offended when you heard the term ‘barefoot and pregnant.’ You thought a “woman’s place being in the home” was ignorant and old-fashioned. You didn’t think you’d enjoy cooking meals. You liked restaurants and take out. You thought you were independent. You had a job and a career. Here’s why you’re so much happier now. 1. Routine. You always know what to do and when to do it: when to wake up, when to have things ready, when you have time to sit and stare out the window, what time His car pulls into the driveway. It’s so good to know what to expect. So good to never wonder. So good to just follow the routine.

2. The world is strange. All those debates about politics and economics and social issues gave you a headache. Now that your domain is the home, you never have to think about those thorny questions. You biggest questions are what to wear, what to buy at the grocery store, and if today is a laundry day.

3. It feels right. You still remember the day you came home late from work and he had to make you both dinner. You got red all over. It was never his job, it was always yours. You knew it, and He knew it. You’ll never make that mistake again. 4. Cooking is a woman’s job. He always praises your cooking. You never thought you could be so proud of an accomplishment so why not take the time to do more.

5. There is order. When you both worked, your home was always neglected. Always dishes in the sink. Always mail to sort. Things piled up. Now, the house is in perfect.

6. No competition. When you were trying to make it in the working world, you were exhausted all the time. You tried to lean-in, compete, stay ahead of things, but it was so hard for you. He, on the other hand, competes with relish.

7. Housework. Making sure the house is clean after a full week of work is not fair to Him so of course it’s for you to do, and your desire to keep him happy means the house is spotless.

8. No Stress. Outside your home, you were constantly unsure of how to dress. Work appropriate means ‘don’t be too sexy’ but if you try to be sexy, are you being slutty? Now, you dress like the perfect housewife, just like they used to show on TV. You love how you look and how He looks at you.

9. Children. You’re ready to be bred. The house is ready. Your mind and body are ready. He’s ready. You can’t imagine how women who work could possibly make a suitable home for a family. You know you’re going to be the perfect mother.

10. It’s Who We Are. At first, you hated this reason. When you read it at first, you thought it was a joke. You see now that it’s the root of everything. The truth that was always with you. You’re only a girl. You can’t be expected to do more than this. You accept it. After all, it’s your natural state.

taken and edited slightly from this post https://yournaturalstate.tumblr.com/post/179425481618/why-your-place-is-in-the-home-you-were-told-that

tradblush

ways to be more ladylike

- smile at strangers

- avoid cursing

- be kind to others, but especially other women! nobody likes a girl who is constantly putting other girls down

- try to incorporate more dresses & skirts into your everyday outfits if you don’t already

- write thank you notes

- sit with your knees together and your ankles crossed

- don’t gossip, it’s unkind

- be positive & look for beauty in everything. don’t put yourself, or others, down.

- always choose dressing up over dressing down

- focus on your posture

- say please and thank you

- keep your voice gentle (and especially try not to speak over others)

- avoid being attention seeking

- in general, try to stay classy and feminine while still staying true to yourself!

fuckmethroughthesheets

10 Reasons I’m a Submissive

(in no particular order)

1. Because his pleasure is my pleasure.

There are lots of things in life that bring me pleasure. A perfectly roasted chicken. Unicorns. Glitter. Tootsie rolls. Fairy lights. Getting an A+. A really good action movie with lots of explosions and guns and violence and goofiness. Debating ridiculous philosophical and political and other stuff with my best friends. Traveling. Getting the perfect messy bun. Literally, the list goes on and on and on.

But nothing brings me pleasure the way that his pleasure does, the way my Dom’s pleasure does. And I’m not just talking about sexual pleasure – I’m talking about all kinds of pleasure. Sucking his cock and taking it all the way down my throat over and over until he feeds me his cum and tells me what a good girl I am for him and getting to revel in the fact that I’ve given him such pleasure that he couldn’t help but cum brings me such tremendous pleasure. But you know what else brings me pleasure? Knowing how pleased he is when I serve him his favorite dinner. Knowing how much it pleases him when I fold his t-shirts the right way. Knowing how much he loves and gets pleasure out of watching me sing along (badly) to my bubblegum pop playlist while I wash the kitchen counters. Watching his face light up when I meet him with a drink and a smile when he gets home from work. Kneeling at his feet and leaning against his leg so he can pet my hair while he reads or watches TV and giving him the comfort of knowing I’m there, knowing I kneel for him, knowing I serve him, knowing I love him, knowing that I’m his with that very simple act.

And when it’s sexual? The way he chuckles when I’m tied to his bed and writhing beneath his touch and whimpering and begging for release? It makes me smile inside. The way it turns him on to deny me? It makes me even wetter. The sick and twisted joy he gets out of ruining an orgasm or denying me one? It makes my girl parts tingle and makes me beg even harder. If he didn’t get pleasure out of the things he did to me? It wouldn’t be the same. I get turned on because of his dirty words and his talented fingers and the way he fucks me until I can’t think straight, sure – but, even more, I get turned on by knowing how much pleasure he gets out of watching me whimper and moan and beg and cry and do what I’m told.

It’s all kinds of pleasure. Any pleasure I give him, any way I please him, any way I make his day better or make him happy or make things just a little bit easier for him brings me pleasure. It pleases me to make him feel good. It makes me happy to know that I’ve made him happy. It makes me feel whole and safe and happy and good to bring him pleasure. It lights me up inside. That’s why I serve him – because pleasing him is what makes me the happiest I can be.

2. Because I crave structure and I crave it from him.

I am a person who craves structure. No, I don’t just crave it – I need it. I do better with rules and limits and a schedule in place.

But here’s the thing – I don’t do well with following the rules and limits and schedule when it’s wholly self-imposed. I can create a structure to follow when I have something to answer to (for example: a job). But when I am wholly left on my own I struggle to maintain that balance and those limits and that structure. I do well with picking one thing to focus on and setting up the structure for that (for example: gym and diet) – but when it comes to creating a structure for my overall life I get overwhelmed and tend to withdraw to a day of procrastinating and ignoring the schedule that I’ve tried to put in place for myself.

I am a person who does better when I know someone else has expectations of me. I have such passion and talent and drive – but I struggle with figuring out where to channel all of that without having something to work toward. And my brain works at such a speed and in such a way that instead of being able to focus in on a few options or possibilities I just see all of the options and end up in a never-ending loop of everything I could do and not knowing which to pick. So having someone to help me wade through that, help me set in place the limits and parameters and structure to figure out how to focus that drive and passion and talent… It makes it easier for me to know how to order my day, for me to plan what to get done when, for me to accomplish things and go to bed feeling like I’ve been productive.

So I crave someone who is willing to take on the very heavy responsibility of helping me create a structure for my life and then holding me accountable when it comes to sticking to it.

3. Because I don’t always do what’s best for me and when that happens I need someone I can trust to point that out to me.

It’s true. I have a habit of spiraling and, when I do, sometimes I can recognize it and set myself back on track and pull myself out of the hole. But sometimes I make a bad decision. And then I make another. And before I know it I’ve set myself on the path to a cycle of self-destructive behavior.

And then that happens, I need someone who can gently but firmly sit me down and talk me through it and help me set myself back on the right track. I want him to help me set limits. To help me set-up the rules. To, once again, help me create that structure - or alter the structure that’s already in place.

I need him to be my voice of guidance when I can’t guide myself. I want to know that he has my back. And I want to know that he’ll put limits in place for me when I can’t do it for myself.

4. I need someone to hold me accountable.

I am a people pleaser. I like to please people. And, true, if my mental health struggles and therapy have taught me anything it’s that you can’t live your life entirely focused on pleasing everyone around you. But having a set person in my life who has agreed to be in a relationship with me where he holds me accountable and gives me rules and structure and sets expectations for what he wants from and requires of me gives me a way to feed that people-pleasing need without going overboard and feeding my anxiety.

But it’s more than just feeding that people-pleasing need. It’s about being held accountable. It’s about knowing that if I say I’m going to do something or if he asks me to do something or if he sets me a task or a rule or what have you – that he’s then going to follow-up to ensure that it’s done and, if it’s not, that there are going to be consequences and those consequences are going to come from him.

It’s part of the structure that I need. And I don’t want to put this on someone who doesn’t want to provide that kind of structure or who doesn’t want to take on that responsibility – I’m looking for someone who gets a sense of fulfillment out of taking on that role. Who enjoys providing me structure, who enjoys holding me accountable, who enjoys leading me. Because knowing that he enjoys that helps me feel pleasure, helps me feel calm, helps me feel at peace.

I need to be held accountable. I need to know that there will be consequences for my actions. And I need to know that that accountability and those consequences will come from the person that I respect and trust most.

5. Because I want a relationship that’s a give and take.

So much of what you see on tumblr has to do with the Dom being responsible and taking on all the control and having to set in place all the rules, limits, and boundaries, and having to be responsible for the welfare of their sub and on and on and on…

But that’s not a real D/s relationship. At least not to me.

A real D/s relationship is about a give and take. Both (or all) parties take on responsibility. Both parties are responsible for watching out for the other, for caring for the other, for protecting and respecting and loving the other. Both parties are agreeing to act like adults, to handle disagreements with maturity and within the parameters set-up, to respect the limits and boundaries and rules put in place.

Your Dom takes care of you, yes. Your Dom agrees to hold you accountable. Your Dom agrees to lead you and pleasure you and take on responsibility for providing for your needs. But you take care of your Dom as well. I am responsible for watching out for him, for making sure he’s happy, for ensuring that he’s reaching his full potential and that I’m helping him in whatever way I can. I am responsible for talking to him, for telling him what I think and how I feel and for making sure that I share my problems and worries and issues with him. I am responsible for remembering that he can’t read my mind. I am responsible for asking him if he’s okay. I am responsible for listening when he needs to share his problems and worries and issues with me. I am responsible for taking care of him. I am responsible for loving him and respecting him and being the best I can be for him.

Because when he agrees to take on the responsibility of being my Dom – I, at the same time, am agreeing to take on the responsibility of being his sub. Because the responsibility of a D/s relationship doesn’t belong to just one party – it’s shared between both of us. It’s a partnership, a team, a unit. It’s a power exchange. An exchange. Which means there’s give and take. And I want that. I want to give my partner as much as he allows me to take from him. Because that’s the only way that both of us can remain healthy and whole.

6. Serving gives me pleasure.

Serving him gives me pleasure. Making a home not just with him but for him. Making it pretty, making it pleasing, making it a warm and happy place to come back to every night. Making him dinner. Doing his laundry (but not the ironing!). Making sure his shirts are all hung-up in the proper place when they come home from the dry-cleaner. Bringing him his favorite drink at the end of a long day. Washing him in the shower. Worshipping his cock. Keeping our home clean. Making sure I pick up his favorite snacks at the grocery store. Making sure he remembers to grab a water before he leaves the house for the gym. Serving him in so many ways.

Doing the little things (and the big ones!) that makes his life happier and calmer and altogether just a little bit easier – that makes me happy. Knowing that I’m helping him and making it easier for him to go through his day makes me feel complete.

And I know a lot of people will read this and ask what he’s doing to make my life easier and happier and calmer – and the answer is this: he’s doing so much. He’s holding me accountable. He’s providing my structure. He’s giving me a healthy and safe outlet for fulfilling my needs to please people and to serve. He loves me. He helps me make sure that I take care of myself – and takes care of me when I can’t do it. He gives me just as much as I give him. In his way, he serves me too. It’s a different kind of service than I give him. But it’s still service. Like I said, it’s a give and take.

7. Because kneeling for him brings me tremendous peace.

I suppose this could fall under service but it’s such a distinctive act that brings such tremendous fulfillment and peace that I felt like it deserved its own number.

It really is that simple: kneeling for him brings me peace. Kneeling for him makes me feel safe. Kneeling for him is fulfilling. Kneeling for him is a privilege. Kneeling for him is calming and pleasing and a position of both pride and complete and utter joy.

I love kneeling at his feet. I love kneeling in front of him. I love kneeling in the center of the room so he can watch me. I love kneeling simply because it’s where he wants me to be. It’s like meditation and prayer and supplication all rolled into one. I enjoy taking a position of worship on my knees. I enjoy worshiping him. I enjoy bestowing that honor on him time and time again. And I feel so tremendously lucky every time he allows me the privilege of kneeling at his feet.

It makes me feel safe, it makes me feel whole, and it makes me feel lucky to take my position at his feet. Because it is a physical, positional reminder of who owns me and it gives me the time to reflect on exactly why I picked him.

8. Because I don’t want to be in charge.

It really is that simple. I don’t want to be in charge. I am in charge of so much in my day-to-day life. I take on so much responsibility. I care for my friends, I care for my family, I feed the people I care about, I have tremendous responsibility in work, I am responsible for teaching new hires, I am responsible for providing advice on this blog (and yes, I am aware that is a self-imposed responsibility). And there’s more – so, so much more.

And when I’m done with that I don’t want to make decisions. I don’t want to have to make the rules. I don’t want to have to be responsible for what happens next. I want to be told what to do. I want to be told what is expected. I want to be told how to please someone and how to do it right. I want to submit myself to someone else’s control. I want to hand myself over to him and his decisions and his direction. I want that peace. I want that safety. And I want to end each day with that sense of fulfillment.

9. Sexually, I find far more pleasure in cumming for him than I do in cumming for myself.

Orgasms are great. I love orgasms. I really fucking love to cum.

But cumming for myself just doesn’t give me the overwhelming sense of pleasure (emotionally, mentally, physically, sexually) as cumming for him does. When he tells me how to get there, when he tells me what to say, when he makes me beg and cry and whimper and scream and tell him all of my darkest, dirtiest, most depraved fantasies while I try my hardest not to cum without permission… When he makes me wait for it, makes me edge over and over and over, making me hold off… When he finally tells me to cum. When he finally gives me permission. When he finally tells me to let go… It’s unlike any other feeling. Because I know I have earned that orgasm. Because I know he’s allowing me to have that orgasm because I’ve pleased him so much that I’ve earned the gift of it.

Orgasms are great. They really, really are. But orgasms are even greater when they’re a gift from him.

10. Because I love being told no.

I do. I love the reminder of who is in charge. Or who I have trusted with my welfare and my care and my pleasure and my safety. I love knowing that he’s paying attention to me. I love knowing that he’s watching what I do. I love knowing that he’s making sure I’m staying within the lines – because it reminds me every single time of how committed he is to me and to our dynamic and to the promises that we’ve made to each other.

And I love knowing that he’s in charge. And that he knows he’s in charge. And that he wants to remind me he’s in charge. Because it makes me feel safe. And, tbh, it makes me pretty damn wet.

submissivebluebird

A must read

accidental-muse

the relatable content of this absolutely floored me.

A++. damn.

sweetestangie

justasweetbimbo

Sore and still full of his 💦💦💦💦 but I know my duties in his kitchen 🩷🩷💕💖💞💝💝♀️🎀

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Good girl traits

bimboabby

Part of my wifey duties is being filled by my Husband’s semen as I go about my day. At this point it is a natural part of my existence.

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it feels so good to know that as a girl, i’m made for pleasure. it’s natural. visually, i am meant to be pleasing to look at, and it feels good to lean into that, to make myself more attractive. physically, i am meant to be pleasing to touch. my body is made of soft curves, breasts and hips that fit so naturally in the palm of a hand. soft skin that I coat in perfumed lotion to be even more pleasurable to touch. and it’s all because inside me there is a drive to one day be pinned down and fucked. my body wants to me to be pleasurable so that one day, i’ll get knocked up. my womb, my hormones, the drive all of this behavior, and i let them take control.