u/Dommewifesubhusband

Femdom was never meant to be more than just a way to spice things up and have fun periodically. A FLR was never in the plan but it evolved into one and I love it!!! I have learned so much about myself, mainly that power and control turn me on the most. I also discovered that I am a sadist, whether it be physical pain inflicted or emotional pain from humiliation.

I remember the first time I realized how intoxicating being a domme was. We had been playing around with a few things and one thing my husband suggested was SPH in addition to chastity. At first, I was against it and wanted no part of it. One day I decided to at least try it and was surprised by my reaction to it and my husband’s reaction. I started incorporating it more the more confident and comfortable I got with it.

We had a family vacation planned to go to the beach for about a week so we loaded up and took off. During the drive, with the kids asleep in the backseat, I asked my husband his thoughts on our playtime activities and if he had any complaints. He said “hell no!!!! I love when dominant you comes out. You’re the perfect mix between mild and wild!!” I asked what he meant and he said “it has become interwoven with you and comes out at the perfect time. Like when you say things to embarrass me about my size, it’s so fluid and natural. Like you’re telling me your real thoughts almost.”

Before I could think about my response, I said “that’s because I am. I’m telling you my real thoughts.” Red faced and dumbfounded, he said “huh?” I said “your penis IS small. Probably one of the smallest I’ve seen and definitely the smallest I’ve been with. I remember when we first started talking and I was telling a few people how excited I was because i assumed you were proportional to your 6’6” 300lbs stature. I was wrong!! The first time we fooled around I had to keep myself from laughing when I reached over and only found the head.” And oh my God!!!! What a cathartic moment that was!!! A rush of relief came over me followed by intense guilt. I reached over to hold his hand but missed and felt his rock hard erection and my guilt was soon replaced by horny. A few miles down the road, I had him pull into target and said we needed to stretch our legs for a minute. He took the kids to the toys and I wondered around. Back at our vehicle, I showed him the panties I bought and handed him a pair and told him to go change. Back on the road, I revealed that he was not to wear any other underwear except the new panties I bought.

From there, we continued to explore and eventually found out that one thing he really likes as do I is pushing his limits. We eventually agreed to a FLR and discussed terms. Now, at the bare minimum, he wears panties all the time and a locked necklace.