Hello, my kinky friends!
I haven’t written about Sir in some time, and I’ve had a few emails asking if he has disappeared from my life. I want to assure you that Sir is still very much a part of my world, and he continues to Dominate me daily in a variety of ways. Unfortunately, Sir is not a huge fan of me writing about him but he has agreed to allow me to on occasion.
For those of you new to my blog, Sir and I entered into a power exchange Dynamic almost seven months ago. Our Dynamic is long-distance and conducted solely on-line. However, despite the distance, Sir and I speak every single day. He has quite a bit of control over my life, and in a previous post, I shared the rules he established for me. And with rules, or broken rules I should say, come consequences…typically in the form of a directed spanking, corner time, or writing in my journal.
Over time, our Dynamic has evolved. Our Dynamic is fluid and often either he or I will make suggestions to “keep things fresh”. It is always a negotiation with Sir…which both of us enjoy greatly. I will assure you, while I have a voice in our Dynamic, he is quite strict with me. He allows me to have my say but he also expects complete obedience to his will.
Recently, Sir decided that he might enjoy dressing me on occasion. A couple of weeks ago, we did a trial run with this. What his dressing me entails is me providing a selection of outfits (via photos) to him that would be appropriate for what I am doing that day (a day at home, meetings, running errands, etc.). He decides how many options I will send him, and by what time. After I have obeyed him and he has reviewed the options I have provided, he lets me know which outfit he expects me to wear for the day.
When he first suggested this, I was VERY nervous. I think I was worried about not living up to his fantasy or something. After all, don’t dominant men envision a submissive lady in skirts, garter belts, and heels most of the time? LOL. My wardrobe is nothing like that! Well, I do own a few garter belts and thigh highs…but that is definitely not something I wear on a daily basis. And I am 5’8”…fuck heels. Due to the pandemic and the necessity of working from home, most days I can be found wearing yoga pants or athletic wear (which make my ass looks hot!). In any case, I still worried what Sir might think…
I really need to give the man more credit. He has been incredibly supportive of my endless parade of various yoga pants, tee-shirts, and moisture wicking athletic wear. On the occasions that I have left the house for meetings or errands or something, he has also enjoyed seeing my non-workout clothing (and when he’s lucky, I send him a picture 😊). LOL. And apparently this act of control brings him great pleasure as he informed me that I will submit to him in this way 2-3 times per week in the foreseeable future.
I will admit…giving Sir control in this way has been challenging. I have never been subject to someone choosing my clothes for me… I mean, not since I was a little girl. Sometimes Daddy gives his preference on my clothing (especially if we are dressing up for a night on the town), but he never actually tells me what to wear. Giving Sir this control puts me firmly in a submissive mindset. It makes me feel like a young girl under the authority of a parental figure. In some ways, I feel like a little doll…at his disposal to dress however he pleases.
So, that is the update on my D/s dynamic with Sir! I should also share that Daddy recently gave Sir permission to discipline me through the use of anal plugs…but I’ll save that story for another post 😊