“…Sarah obeyed Abraham and called him master.”
Master and I have been having problems since his return. He nearly sent me away and divorced me. I have not been allowed to sleep in his bed the last 3 nights. He wanted to sleep alone one night and I decidided I had a right to be there and attempted to tell him as much. I tried to force the issue and it nearly cost me everything. He is tired of all my disobedience.
Since then he has not allowed me to sleep in his room so I have been sleeping in the hallway on the floor in order to be the closest to him that he will allow. I have not been able to sleep much. I pace the house. I am in agony without him. Often I find myself reacting more as a wife entitled to things than as his thrall. I have failed him.
I cried out to God to help me. He showed me my sins, showed me that I was hurting one of His children. I repented for everything, and many past sins as well.
Yesterday we attended counseling as this was a requirement of my even living in the same house as Master. It was a surprisingly good session and it gave us an opprotunity to communicate. We spent last night talking about why I have been so disobedient. It was a wonderful conversation which have been so few and far between lately.
Near the end of our conversation he looked at me and said “You know, I think what will work here is a hardcore master slave relationship. I haven’t spent much time reasearching it since it seemed futile with your disobedience” I said I was interested in going further.
He told me to stand in front of him. “Now address me properly to get my attention”
I said “Yes Husband” (Which until now has been his preferred title)
He said “no, what I said earlier”
”Yes Master?” I said.
“Very Good That is how you will address me from now on since you need a constant reminder of your place…Now is there a reason I don’t have water?” Then he glanced over at my desk and said “Is there a reason you don’t have water either?”
“No Master” I replied.
”You know we should both always have water, correct?”
”Yes Master”
”And yet we do not”
“No Master.”
“Will this ever happen again?”
“No Master”
”And how can I believe you that this will never happen again”‘
“because I dont want to fail you Master”
“But what emperical evidence do I have that your word is good? It has meant nothing in the past”
“None Master I cannot give you that”
“But you say you will not fail me again. That is your word to me. Are you giving me your word?”
“Yes Master”
“Then I will take you at your word. Do not fail me. Now, turn around, now pull up your shorts and bend over”
I did as he said. I felt his hand slam down hard on my ass twice in quick succession. Then he pinched me hard and twisted the skin. He then made me remain bent over as he looked at me. “ok” he said.
I got our water and when I came back he was naked, sitting in the chair. I felt an uncontrollable urge to suck on him. I asked him “Master, may I suck on your cock?” He said I could. I sucked him into my mouth fast. I couldn’t get enough of him as I felt him fill my mouth.
“You like this don’t you…you like to cum from my cock down your throat?”…I nodded excitedly. “Isnt this a better use for your mouth?” I nodded again. He started pushing his balls into my mouth, stretching my mouth wide. “How about this…the next time you feel the need to bicker, how about you just suck my cock instead.” I nodded again eagerly pushing myself deeper into him. He began thrusting into my mouth…I began to gag…”You need to keep practicing this…if you had been practicing instead of arguing with me you would be better at this now.” I want to be the best at sucking on him. “You keep practicing and stretching this hole then soon I will stretch out your other 2 holes as well. You like that dont you?” I nodded and pushed myself into him deeper faster until I came hard. I sucked on him and drove my mouth down into him harder and faster craving his cum. When he came in my mouth it was heaven.
He fell asleep quickly and since he had not invited me back into his bed, I left him to rest for the night.
19 July 2008 at 11:51
ok. I am trying to figure this blog out. Did you do something wrong to hurt your husband that you are repaying him by repenting by being submissive? I have read a few back into this story and I can’t figure it out.
Or is it your lifestyle?
19 July 2008 at 15:26
It is our lifestyle. However I have done many things that have hurt him because I keep putting my needs in front of his. When I met him I promised to be submissive to him but so far have rebelled at almost every turn. I am repenting now. Part of that is he wants me to journal daily. Hence the blog.
15 October 2008 at 13:38
………thats depressing me………