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Been away for a while due to a bad case of real life!
Mainly a very bad cold which knocked me out for a couple of days (horrible stuff) and preparations for Christmas have me pretty much exhausted.
Backing up a little
Last Saturday was the day when everything began to be resolved. I finally became so fed up with the way things were going with my pet and I that I decided to deal with it once and for all. We hadnt spoken for the week but that was the weekend he was due to move back in. Our daughter got her first tooth that day, so I was also very upset that he wasnt around to share in the big milestone and realised that I do want him to be around permanently, no matter what it took.
I rang him about 50 times in the end. Theres no waking him up, honestly, NOTHING wakes him if hes really fast asleep. I had to call his mother and throw a wobbly that it was now mid afternoon and there was no sign of him. She woke him up and rang me back to tell me thats what she had done. Two hours later still no phone call from him.
Id been through a million emotions in that time, from hatred to despair and back again so I phoned mum again! Burst into tears at her on the phone about the fact that it was a big day for our baby girl and I felt I was being treated like utter crap and this stops NOW.
5 minutes later I spoke to him on the phone. His mum had gone mad at him (yay mums!) and he wasnt too happy. I by this time was completely worn down emotionally and said that enough was enough and this was the deal:
come home and I will put up with every single piece of crap you throw at me until you are stable enough to get it together, the tablets start working, and we have a proper family routine. I no longer want ANY PART of a D/s relationship, no bondage, no milking, no sceneing, no dressing up in girls clothes, no chastity. Its been a huge stress on top of everything else. Just come home and well be a normal vanilla couple.
He said he would be home in an hour or so and take me out to dinner.
It was a lovely evening. We spoke while I got dressed and seemed to agree that we would be ok as a vanilla couple, although I think we both knew D/s wasnt going to disappear completely and it didnt. Not even for 5 minutes (lol) My pet gets down on his knees in front of me and gives me a gift. He tells me that it was something we had spoken about and that hed wanted to give it to me on Thursday after my exam, but I hadnt let him see me all week.
I opened the small cardboard package and it took a couple of moments to figure out what it was. It was a small silver box, about 2 inches long, by 1 inch deep and wide.
The top is enamelled in pink and white, with a purple oval stone, surrounded by white diamante crystals. It was beautiful, and obviously meant as a safe place for a key.
I was so blown away by the fact that he had chosen something so perfect and stunning that I couldnt bring up the fact that we werent doing that any more! Oh dear.
Inside it had pink lining and it held a beautiful key charm, studded with crystals. It was all very romantic, everything I remember him being originally, up until we had baby and he became depressed.
I decided not to dwell on things and we went out to dinner.
We are so perfect for each other. Hed recorded a silly tune that hed heard and I loved it and played it to death in the car. We reached to hold each others hand at the same time while driving and giggled like teenagers.
Everything was back to normal. But all my sexual thoughts were D/s, and I just noticed so many little things that he was doing opening doors, offering to help with baby so I could finish my dinner while his went cold, making sure I had all I needed, everything was perfect.
When we got home Id already decided what I wanted to do!
I had bought the Knotty Boys bondage book. Its gorgeous rope bondage and I wanted to give it a go, just for fun. So thats what we did. Im pretty good at it!
We did end up having sex, in a semi-vanilla way. He couldnt help asking permission, and I couldnt help taking control. I was really enjoying myself. He knows my absolute favourite thing is when he fucks me really hard and cums really really hard inside me (not great for a chastity relationship, agreed) so when he was pounding away and on the brink he gives me that look and asks for my permission to cum. I replied that he hadnt cum inside me for such a long time that he better make it something special. He started to gear up to cum, fucking me exactly how I like it, and asked me again if he could cum. I denied. He was completely shocked, gave a little nervous giggle and hesitated, and carried on fucking please? but I was having way too much fun, so I stopped him and forced him to lick and kiss me to orgasm first. It was delicious, but I knew I still wanted him to cum inside me. So after I was satisfied it was back to fucking which Im pleased to say I dragged out as long as possible he was definitely more than ready when I finally said yes. A quivering wreck of thank you Mistress, thank you Mistress He he.
So who knows whats going to happen next.
We have this weekend together with no children, but a lot of Christmas preparations to deal with. We have made time for dinner and a movie tonight. Just back to basics.
A little less pressure from both sides I guess, and getting back to what we enjoy, not necessarily what fits into the perfect D/s scenario.
My life is about being with him, and keeping him happy.
His life is about being with me and keeping me happy.
Thats what relationships are about!!!
Ive always been the dominant partner, and will remain to be so. I need to control my anger and harness my power.
He needs to shut the fuck up and serve!
This too shall pass. 
( I have been satisfied on numerous occasions, but its not the same for me. I cant explain. I miss the intimacy.