As with any prolonged relationship between man and woman, we need to keep rediscovering each other and our independent wants/needs. We are all too often enthralled in a relationship which has lasted for some years but begins to falter due to one or both partners becoming complacent. Complacency can begin by one or the other becoming expectant or demanding in the sense of certain jobs, tasks, performance, or even emotions.
As a DOM taking on the role of physical and mental ownership of a woman can be an ongoing chore in order to meet her daily expectations. For many women who today have demanding positions of authority at their workplaces, the RELEASE they seek in the arms of their Dominant is paramount to her psychological and emotional needs. I have had my slave (wife at the time) come home in tears from the stress which was created by her position at work, her continuing education, traffic home, and to some extent dealing with her millennial, adult children's own problems.
The only release for her was to take off her clothing, take a shower upon her return home, and either choose to eat a ready-cooked meal, or go directly to our basement dungeon. As a Dom, it is was up to me to decipher and decode the signals she portrayed which would lead to an actual play or her punishment session. I recall such a special evening where she was mentally upset, in fact drained due to her own supervisor's physical advances. She had informed me that she had to shut her down, all along fearing a future reprisal for her needed action. STRESSULL!
That evening she wanted a hard cry - nothing more, and nothing less. As her DOM. lover, and husband sometimes it becomes a chore to cater to her need for pain. Most of us Dominants cannot help ourselves from feeling some remorse for the infliction of great suffering upon our lovers. Unless you are a hard core Sadist, few gain any pleasure from her muffled screams, cries, and protests. Safe signals and words remain in place and it is up to us as owners to cater carefully to these if used.
When the hour or so was over, and her butt, upper thighs, where well marked by my single tails and strap, I left her strapped down, removed her gag, and removed the mirror which had allowed her to see herself during her needed punishment. Although she asked to be left strapped as she was, I' released her ankles and gave her a drink of cool water. It is difficult to know exactly what she was feeling after the fact, which were not conveyed until we both got into bed that night. She put her head on my chest and said '"Thank you Master", with a tear in her eyes. Before we drifted off to sleep, I placed her favorite collar around her neck, took the leash.
Unfortunately, after many years our individual desires took different paths and we divorced as she escalated higher in the corporate world. I found it stressful just listening to the details of her day, which all too often have become repetitive. I recall her days at work were highly unpredictable from day to day.
I too have become complacent with the COVID restrictions which have been imposed upon our personal freedoms and ability to get out on the town. Friends have stayed away fearing this virus. Meeting up with others over dinner, or a drink has been socially brought to a STOP. Face to face dating has been remanded to ZOOM, Facetime and other forms of interpersonal contacts, I still to this day do not know all the why, where, or how the paths of our life parted. All I will say is that I am happy for her, and always will have loving feelings for the woman. Somewhere our relationship became a victim of our Failure to Thrive! Both of our human faults are Duly Noted!
