Dear Q,

          Dear Q,                   
              i may not always want to do, some of all the things You make me do....
              but i hope You will always make me do, any and everything You want me to!

                                                                        i Love You Dearly,
                                                                                     k








   

A Post i Was Reading From The Blog - Subservient Husband (to a loving wife)

 

i have just read the most recent posting on the blog spot - Subservient Husband (to a loving wife) - This particular posting articulates so well the feelings i (and most male subs i imagine) get when serving my Wife when She harshly chastises me...or when She's feeling particularly Bitchy...to be made to know that She really is my superior...this is actually a gift i should be thankful for!...Please follow the link to Subservient Husband's post - What Happens When The Wife Says, "NO" - i hope this speaks to you as it did to me!

 

She Has Strongly "Suggested"...

Q has strongly "suggested" that i finish writing the "Sunday Afternoon" posts...i know She's right...and if any of you have been keeping up...i'd imagine you'd like to see how the rest of our afternoon went...i promise to get to that real soon!

 

(Q-twin)

i think it interesting how my Wife is beginning to take a real interest in "my" little blog...you the reader, and myself...can only wait and see how hands on Q wants to be...i like the idea of Her photo contributions...and i have received positive comments about them from you as well...all i can say is - "Honey...i welcome Your involvement....i beg Your presence in every corner of my life...and i believe whatever You take an active role in always benefits from Your talents...i started this blog at Your suggestion...please feel free to join us here anytime You wish!"

(i have included a Q-twin photo that She has approved...and a few photos Q has in Her collection to share with us all...enjoy a glimpse into Her mind with me!)

"...I Want To Look Beautiful For You"

( included in this post are photos that fall under the category of "Q-twins"...these are images i have found that bear an uncanny resemblance to my Wife in - appearance, attitude, and actions...each one has been approved by Q...and She has given me permission to post them...)

This afternoon i was gazing at my Wife as She sat out on our patio smoking...She was barefoot...in tight faded jeans...braless under a thin white tank top...Her hair blonde and gorgeous in the warm sun...i could see Her freshly painted nails...fingers and toes...Her wedding ring catching the sun's rays as She smoked Her cigarette...Q had spent the better part of today at the Day Spa...getting a pedicure and manicure...a full body massage...Her hair done...and a Brazilian Wax as well...Q alternates on the appearance of Her pussy...a little bush...sometimes a landing strip...sometimes baby's bottom smooth!

When She told me of the later...out of curiosity (and a little jealousy) i asked if She were getting all fixed up to meet one of Her lover's soon...Her eyes flashed with a little anger...then kind of saddened...She put out Her cigarette and motioned me to kneel beside Her patio chair...Q took my face in Her hands and kissed me sweetly..."No baby...I want to look beautiful for you...whether I'm dressing for work...or getting dolled-up to meet with someone...how I look is to make Me feel good, to turn you on...and to make you proud of Me."...my God...what a wonderful Woman I am married to...we hugged and kissed each other long and lovingly...and She thanked me for "The gift your submission to Me."....i in turn tried to express my gratitude for all that She does for me....for us...how She saved our family...She said "Uh-uh babe...we both worked hard at salvaging something very much worth saving...I am grateful to you as well."

i look forward to holding Her close tonight....and being there for Her in what ever way She wants and needs...i....no, we....are so blessed....

This Photo Really Speaks To me...

This photo really speaks to me...there have been many times that my Wife has left me at the door naked...on my knees...on Her way out shopping...to work...or on a date...always kissing Her ass or feet before She leaves...more times than not...Q gives specific instructions on what i should be doing while She is out...this photo is so hot to me...i'm getting hard looking at it....and writing about it!

i Wonder What Her Plans Are

This evening as i was showering before preparing our dinner...Q came into our bathroom and stood at the entrance to the shower...our shower stall is like a small, tile and stone alcove...with room enough that three or four could "shower" comfortably in....She had brought my razor and shaving cream with Her..."Here babe...I want that pee-pee and your balls...as smooth as the day you were born!"....now i always keep my pubic area well trimmed and my balls are damn near always close to smooth due to some electric grooming clippers that i use on them...but tonight...well...She has other ideas...

Q smoked...and supervised as i lathered up and began to fulfill her demand...i always begin to get that submissive "buzz" whenever i'm totally naked and vulnerable in front of Her when She is fully dressed....my penis grew and swelled as i shaved my entire groin area...My wife admonished me to not miss a single hair on "Her" balls as She continued smoking and directing my efforts....only after i was done...and had stepped close enough for Her to see and inspect the completely hairless and wet nakedness of my penis and balls...did She turn to leave me to finish the rest of my shower...."...looks just like a little boy's now...or maybe it's more like a horny little clit!" She joked...."Hurry up and come fix our supper...I'm starving!"

i have no idea what She's planning, or why She decided at that moment to have me completely shave myself smooth...but as i was rubbing baby oil on my freshly shaved skin to prevent razor rash...the feeling really was exquisite...the oil on my naked skin...me having to massage it into the bare skin...wondering what She's up to...remembering that hot, controlling look on Her face...the way She smoked as She watched Her slave/husband do Her bidding...my penis got rock hard...i didn't want to stop applying the oil if you know what i mean!!!....but the consequences of an orgasm unsupervised and without Her permission....man....i shuddered to think....still curious about tonight's plans...or even if She had any...i walked into our room to get dressed...and laid out beside my clean clothes...was a bright pink pair of panties...i knew i was to put them on...and the silky feeling against my freshly shaved crotch had my erection back at full attention....now the possibilities of what might be...have taken on several new dynamics....


it's well passed dinner...but not quite time for our son to go to bed...my erection comes and goes as i can't keep the anticipation at bay....i wonder what Her plans are....

 

Q-twins: "Has anyone ever told you..."

"Has anyone ever told you, you look just like Sharon Stone?"....Q hears this all the time...my wife bears an uncanny resemblance to the beautiful actress...And just the other day a gentleman, (who was flirting with Her) asked Her that same question within ear shot of me....and it gave me an idea....

i started this blog at Q's suggestion...She had many reasons...to fuel my creative juices for one...She said that it would be entirely my endeavor...but She laid down two hard rules...

                      1. Always tell the truth, or exactly how i feel, or what i think.
                      2. Absolutely no photos of either one of us are to be used.

i fully understand, and comply with both...but after hearing the comparisons between Q and Sharon so often...i thought that maybe...some how...i could share with all of you...just how beautiful my Wife really is...without breaking rule #2....i proposed this to Q...that while perusing the net for images to illustrate both my blogs...when i came across photos that bore striking resemblance to Her...could i have permission to post the ones that i found most resembled Her in appearance - attitude - and actions....She thought for a moment...and then agreed...but only if rules # 3 and 4 were followed....

                      3. All images representing Her must be a truly comparative image
                          of Her and Her personality.
                      4. Q gets complete and final approval before posting.

    
i eagerly set about collecting a few photos for Her approval....so now i have the opportunity to share with you how blessed i am...to be a husband and slave to such a gorgeous, wonderful, erotic, loving, demanding, strict, and understanding woman...and how lucky those other men She has sex with are as well...


i will....from time to time...post these photos under the heading of "Q-twins"....since it is required that the appearance of the Women in the images must be so very close to what my Wife actually looks like...

and they have to match Her behaviors as well....like i said....Appearance, Attitude, and Actions....i am very excited about this...i am so very proud of Her...i want to show Her off...i'm a prideful little slave i know....so i hope this truly pleases and honors Her...and i hope your fantasies are fired by Her beauty as well....

                                               Thank You Honey!

Sunday Afternoon: pt 2 - TAP....TAP....TAP....TAP

(may i suggest you first visit an earlier posting - Sunday Afternoon: pt 1)

"you missed a spot!".....Q stood in front of me....over me....i was on my knees and hands....my face very close to the floor....desperately trying to see what, and where She was talking about....Her feet were planted wide apart....standing tall on those stiletto heels....those black stockings running the length of those great legs to the tops of Her thighs....Q squatted down....bending Her knees....legs spreading as She lowered Herself down....until Her bush was even with....and just inches away from my nose....She pointed one painted nail to the spot just below and between Her open legs....."Look right fucking there slave!".....and suddenly....my Wife....let loose with a stream of piss right onto the kitchen floor!....i was so shocked...all i could do was stare....the force of Q's pee hitting the floor caused some to splatter in little droplets onto Her shoes and my face....when a nice sized puddle had formed....Q stopped the flow....stood back up and placed Her hands on Her hips.....with tiny drops of piss running down my face....i looked from the puddle of my Wife's pee on the floor....up to Her beautiful face....She was a vision, a Goddess....in all Her Dominant glory....She smiled down at me in pure amusement..."See....I told you...you missed a spot!"

                                                                   
To say i was shocked would be an understatement...up until this point...Q's wet play had been to order me on my knees in the bathroom to watch and or attend to Her as She went in the toilet....then being ordered/allowed to lick clean the stray droplets clinging to Her pussy lips...very erotic for me...very humbling....but i had just witnessed my Wife squat and piss right in the middle of Her kitchen floor....the very floor where our son plays with his cars....the floor She requires me to keep spotless and clean..."It seems i have to check behind you on everything...I will not tolerate a messy kitchen slave!"....Q strutted over to the cabinets with an exaggerated....watch My ass kind of walk...She returned with a kitchen hand towel...."Here slave, clean up that fucking mess like you should have done in the first place!"

                                                                
my hands, still bound in the wrist restraints....reached up for the towel...."Oh no mister....with your teeth....open your mouth....that's how your cleaning up this mess!"....i couldn't believe how devilishly creative Q was becoming....but my immediate concern was pleasing my Mistress...so with a towel clenched between my teeth....i bent my head to the floor to mop up Q's pee....i moved my head from side to side...wiping and dabbing at the puddle...sopping up the mess "i" left on Her floor....i felt my face burning with embarrassment, She was laughing quite hard at my efforts....when i was done i looked up...only to watch Her squat right back down...so close to my face...and let loose with another warm stream from Her velvety opening....

More pee splashed from the floor and onto my face as Q pissed another yellow puddle onto the tile floor...She looked me in the eye before standing up and said, "I thought I told you to clean that shit up! What's the fucking hold up?"....back down i went to wipe and soak up the "spot i missed"....by this time the towel was becoming a bit saturated...the smell and taste of Her urine was beginning to make it's way into my mouth...inevitably while moving my head back and forth...my nose managed to dip into the wetness on the floor as well...all the while my Wife continued to chuckle at the sight of Her husband...naked ass in the air...hands tied in front of him...wiping up Her piss with a rag in his mouth...



Once again this scene repeated itself...Her gracefully squatting Her pussy down into the "Queening" position....pissing right in front of my nose...then standing over me as i cleaned...now the towel was literally dripping from my efforts...and this was the first time i had ever had this much urine in my mouth....even though it was soaked into the cloth...i was beginning to have trouble getting use to the flavor...though the smell was not so strong....i felt the need to breath some through my mouth....then for a fourth time....down again She came, this time pissing hard until the stream weakened to a trickle...then drips as Q finished emptying Her bladder before me....there was no way on earth that towel was going to be able to soak up one more drop....hell, it was dripping on the floor adding to the puddle....i looked up a Q....pleading with my eyes...trying to talk around the piss soaked towel to ask for another....


Q reached out with two manicured finger tips...barely touching it, but taking the towel from my mouth by the corner...She daintily carried it over and dropped it into the sink....grabbing a long handled wooden spoon from a drawer...my Wife strode towards me with a serious look on Her face...menacingly pointing that spoon at me...."You are not going to dirty up any more of My good towels, and I am tired of watching you fuck around with a mess you should already have cleaned up! This is not how I planned to spend My afternoon...I have other things in mind for you little boy....so now we are going to speed things up!"...my heart began to pound in my chest....my face reddened again with the realization of what was about to happen...."You will use your tongue and mouth to clean My floor and you will do it quickly...or by God you will suffer!"....

This time Q squatted to the side and behind me...She placed Her free hand on the small of my back and pointed the spoon at the puddle of piss beneath my nose and said, "Raise your ass up, and get your mouth to work...NOW!"...i expected a swat to my already blistered backside...but instead She caught me off guard once again TAP!....TAP!..TAP!....TAP!...."owwwwwwch....Baby please!"....TAP!....TAP!...."Don't you dare baby Me!...Get busy!"....TAP!....TAP!...Q was rapping my exposed balls....hanging vulnerable between my legs....the sound of wood snapping against my scrotum again and again....and the pain...well they combined to get me motivated...Q wasn't putting full spanking swings into it....but believe me...let someone tap you in the nuts with a wooden spoon....you'll think they were trying to knock a home run out of the ballpark, i can assure you...TAP!.....TAP!....TAP!....i began lapping at the puddle of pee...with my nose to the floor...and my naked bottom in the air...my balls made an easy target for my Wife to have Her fun....TAP!....TAP!...."God that hurts Honey!", i whined...."Maybe so....but your little pee-pee is getting hard...you must like the taste of your Wife's piss....or is it Me smacking these balls around?"....TAP!....TAP!....TAP!....She was right...i had become hard as a rock...but that spoon was taking it's toll....i was licking as fast as i could....i had often fantasized about what it would be like to drink my Wife's pee...to be made to take it in my slave mouth...a receptacle for a Queen's gift...warm...salty...straight from Her vagina to splash over my skin...or onto my face and mouth....to watch Her at Her toilet always put me in submissive heaven....TAP!....TAP!....i wanted the pain to stop...i wanted to serve Her forever...i wanted to suffer for Her....i wanted Q to piss on me...but this wasn't about what i wanted was it?....this was not how i envisioned, relishing Q's piss for the first time...TAP!...TAP!....i was no longer licking the floor....i was sucking it up past my pursed lips as if i had a straw....fighting the urge to gag....my balls were aching....my bottom still stung from it's spanking...i was completely humiliated by my Wife and what She could force me to do....i almost had it all up...just a little more...TAP!....TAP!....TAP!..."I said hurry bitch!"...this time She grabbed my testicles and squeezed...twisted....and pulled back on them till i was moaning loudly....trying to lean forward against Her backward tugging...straining to reach the last of Her piss....Q let go as suddenly as She had grabbed them...this sent a new, and sudden rush of pain from my nuts up into my stomach....i fell forward and sucked and licked the last of the urine off the floor in sub-space heaven!!!...                                                                                                       

                                                                                       

Q stood and helped me to my feet...i fought the urge to double over from the dull pain in my balls....i was rather proud of what i had accomplished for my Queen....truth be told....looking down at the floor...it still shined wet under the lights...but the standing puddle was gone...swallowed by Her slave...Q handed me a bottle of water from the fridge..."Drink baby.."...i greedily drank half the bottle in three gulps...."Drink some more babe...wash that taste out of your mouth."....i drank and drank some more at Her urging...still a distinct after taste remained....one i felt i would be forced to become accustomed to in the near future...Q took the empty bottle from my bound hands....She once again took my balls in Her hand and squeezed....this time not quite as hard....though as tender as they were i winced all the same....She pulled downward on them until i began to crouch...She held them in place when my face was level with Her's....my Wife kissed me sweetly on the lips...."I am so proud of you now...you performed for Me perfectly."....then She lovingly kissed me again....wrinkling Her nose slightly She said, "Lets get you upstairs, to wash your face and brush your teeth....your Wife just may feel the need to make-out with you!...you don't want to have potty breath, now do you?"

      

                  (to be continued...)                           




    




   



   

Clomp...Clomp...Clomp...Clomp...

It's funny...the little things that can be a trigger...driving home my submission....or maybe....bringing my submissive tendencies to the surface....even in the middle of mundane, everyday routine...CLOMP...CLOMP...CLOMP...CLOMP...the sound of boots through the rooms of our home...across the hardwood and tile floors...Her boots...over those legs!...resounding not just in the air...but in my conscious and subconscious as well  ...just the sound...CLOMP...CLOMP...CLOMP...and my penis begins to involuntarily grow in the panties She has ordered me to wear...(so far for three days running...it's been silky panties underneath my clothes per Q's instructions!)...then the sight of my gorgeous Wife...professional and authoritative in Her business suit...legs in black tights slid into boots that reach almost to Her knees...my penis is fully hard...i'm getting dressed for the day when She comes into our bedroom...

"Have you been playing with your little clit?" She asks with a smirk...i explain to Q it was merely the sound of Her walking around in Her boots that started it...then seeing how magnificent She looked this morning...well...it just got me to thinking...Q smiled as She walked over to me...."you are such a slut!"...CLOMP...CLOMP...CLOMP...i know i was staring at Her as if hypnotized...She walked around me as if appraising something She may want to purchase...from behind, Q reached around and caressed my erection through the soft fabric of my panties...whispering in my ear, She purred, "Maybe when I come home this evening, I'll let you sniff these boots after wearing them all day...Would you like that slut?....Maybe even let you sniff My feet!"....i couldn't help but moan softly...almost sounding like i was begging already...

a few more slow...teasing strokes up and down my hardon...then....SMACK!!!....Q surprised me with a stinging slap from Her hand to my exposed pantie clad backside...SMACK!!!....and another one for the other cheek...CLOMP...CLOMP...CLOMP...i watched as She walked towards the doorway...boots clicking, ass swinging...a seductive look over Her shoulder...full of promises...

Yes....something as simple as the sound of boot heels...brings out a conditioned response from my submissive nature....not to mention provides fuel for a head full of femdom fantasies....thank You Honey!!!....i can't wait till you get home tonight!!!

                   

my Wife...my Queen...Mother Of Our Child...i Love You Dearly

What an incredible....and intense day my Wife and i spent together....i will have to relate to you the events later this week due to lack of time....i hope i will be able to find the adequate words to describe the amazing pleasures we were able to bring each other...


And Q.....thank You for loving Me....here is a quote i read....it says it all....i love You!

There can be no happiness equal to the joy of finding a heart that understands.
                 ~ Victor Robinson

Sunday Morning: Do You Want To Be My Toy?

i had just dried off from my shower this morning and was lathering up for a shave, when Q came into the bathroom with a fresh cup of coffee for me...sitting it down on the sink...She opened Her fluffy morning robe and hugged me from behind...i could feel Her bare breasts pressed against my skin...

"I really want to play with you today baby.....do you want to be My toy today?"......my penis was growing beneath the towel around my waist as i stammered out a hearty "oh hell yes....but how?".....She said, "I just got off the phone with Granma....and She'd love to take Her grandson for the day!"......

Q began kissing Her way down my back...undoing my towel as She sank to Her knees....my face and hands covered in shaving cream....i was still facing the mirror....unable to do anything but stand there trembling....knowing our son was just in the living room watching cartoons....i wasn't sure where this was going...She continued down until She was planting wet kisses all over my butt....Q reached between my legs to stroke my erection...with Her other hand She parted my ass cheeks....She wiggled Her tongue up and down the length of my crack before beginning to playfully flick the tip of Her tongue against my anus...She knows i find this so fucking sexy....it drives me crazy with lust....i am liable to commit crimes for Her if She asked while performing analingus on me...all the while She slowly stroked my penis from behind as if milking a cow....with a final little bite to one cheek of my bottom....and a substantial swat to the other....Q stood....fastened Her robe and said...."I'm going to check on our son and cook you a nice breakfast.....I'd kiss you but you got cream all over your face....love you babe!".....and with that She handed back my towel and left me standing in utter shock with a hardon and a thousand fantasies of what was to come later in the day....

Since flourishing in Her Dominant nature...Q has become so playful....so spontaneous...so creative....something as highly erotic as licking my ass, or giving me a blowjob, (some would say those acts are strictly submissive) She uses to exert Her complete control....and to Her profound advantage...and to WANT to cook breakfast for Her man...and to want me to be Her toy....whatever that entails for today....this is HER choice....HER....mood.....it's what pleases HER.....and i am blessed that what pleases Her....a great portion of the time.....is to bring me pleasure......whether it be playful.... painful.....teasing....all about femdom....whatever She chooses....and it is all done with affection...skill....and above all love...

After shaving, i went to the kitchen....patted Q on Her bottom....kissed Her....and asked if She needed any help with breakfast...."No babe I got it....", then sarcastically with a smirk on Her face She said, "Why don' t you go play on your computer....go on that blog and tell all those subbies that you'll have something really tasty for them to jerk-off to after I get through with you today!"


Well.....there you have it.....