Not Just in the Bedroom

Growth.  I have found such peace, contentment, happiness, eroticism and ecstasy in my submission.  As I grow in my submission, Sir grows in his Dominance.  He pushes my limits and explores my submission, and not just when we are in our bedroom.

We were staying with vanilla friends of ours this past weekend.  Now, typically, I have been a very opinionated, sometimes challenging, often cheeky wife.  I have found that though I still very freely share my opinion, I am much more respectful and much less cheeky than I used to be.  I like that.  I am proud of that.  I feel better about myself, that I am learning to speak my mind in a respectful way.  

I wanted to share two small things which had a huge effect on my psyche, among other things.  At one point my Sir and our friend were talking in the living room.  He asked me to do a couple of things - both of which were very reasonable.  I did them and when I came back, he told me in a very normal voice, "You are such a good wife, aren't you?"  Our friend glanced at me, as this was out of character.  Typically Sir wouldn't have made a comment like that and if had done anything similar, I would typically have some response that ranged from very cheeky to scathing.  I would have liked to ignore his statement, but darned if he didn't ask me a question, making it so I had to answer.  As my pussy clenched and stomach did a somersault, I smiled and looked at him and said, "I hope so."  Our friend smiled at me, then went back to his discussion with Sir.  I was flooded with emotion.  I loved the affirmation that I was a good wife.  I was mortified loved that he said it even though our friend was there.  I was so content, happy, gratified, excited, turned-on, proud, satisfied.  

I looked at him later, when we were alone, and said, "You're getting more brazen."  He looked at me, pulled my hair tight (which of course pulls that invisible string inside of me) and whispered into my ear (which electrifies me) and said, "You need that, don't you?"  I just melted.

YES I DO!

Later that night, we had been out with some friends.  We were getting ready to go into a bar and I was annoyed (not with him).  We were walking in last and right there, on the sidewalk, he grabbed my hair, pulled me back two steps and gripped tight.  He once again whispered in my ear.  "Be Good!  You.  Are.  Mine.  I want you to be a good girl.  Do *pulls hair* you *pulls hair* understand *pulls hair* me *pulls hair*?"  What is a good girl to do?  "Yes, Sir" I say immediately.  I am back, I am reset, I am compliant, I am his and I can do anything!   Oh, I may be a bit wet too =)

Oh how I love TTWD!  Oh, how I love my Sir!