I’ve a fetish for shoes but not just any. Louboutins. I am an addict and recently purchased, or should I say, had purchased for me, my 7th and costliest pair. A beautiful pair of purple snakeskin booties with 120 mm heels. I get these because I not only have a financial submissive in Manhattan who is a fabulous chef and owner of an incredible restaurant but because now I’m at a position in life where I CAN. I now have insurance on my shoes and a security system that centers on my shoes. I love them, I’m addicted to them and cannot have enough pairs. The feeling of power and authority and self confidence I have wearing these works of art is immeasurable and he last paid fuels the need for the next pair even more. These shoes belong in MoMA, whether on display on a shelf or on my feet. Regardless, I deserve them and want more. As narcissistic as this sounds, I have these because I have wonderful people who take care of my wants.
I’ve been behind in writing about my life. Here’s my latest update.
I recently lost a long time submissive (“G”) but gained an absolute gem in my latest and to date, favorite. His name is “R” and he is a fabulous chef, owner of a fabulous restaurant in Manhattan and has proven to be outstanding beyond my wildest dreams. Not only is he an incredible chef but an unbelievable financial submissive. I’m doing my first extended session with him this weekend to include several personally prepared meals but also two wonderful nights at the W Hotel on Lexington Avenue in NYC which is my absolute favorite place to stay. I do plan on doing some ice skating this weekend, a little bit of shopping and a lot of relaxing at a local spa.
I met “R” through a phone sex service called NiteFlirt. I was somewhat apprehensive about such a service but have found it to be a fabulous medium to not only engage wonderful submissives but I’ve found that the quality of those I’ve actually met in person have been much more consistent than those who served prior. “R” has prepared a meal for me before and I will say that there’s a reason why his ratings and reviews in the NY Times have been what they are. He’s a true talent.
I’m looking forward to a renewed love of Manhattan which certainly brings back wonderful memories of all the times I’ve spent there over the past few years. And I’m looking forward to a wonderful submissive, on his knees, accepting his punishment (spanking and cock torture) all the while making sure that my time in the city is fabulous. As always.
During my trip to Colorado I was reminded that additional and exterior influences to my relationship are not necessary. They’re nice, but not the answer to a wonderful committed relationship.
We’ve experimented much over the past year. And as exciting as these experiments were, they never led to a completely fulfilling outcome. In fact, often these experiments led to friction, misunderstanding, annoyance, anger and distrust. I finally realized that trying to create something we didn’t really need only caused bigger problems. Sometimes having no plan is the best plan.
Spending a week in a relaxed atmosphere with nobody influencing our interactions, where we could sit without interruption, where we could enjoy the atmosphere and climate and people without the harried intensity only reaffirmed that when external influences become overwhelming, they need to be eliminated.
So this is just a quick post about my latest trip to Manhattan and what is turning out to be a most fabulous submissive. Not only is his restaurant the best Italian I’ve ever had but he is the most generous and kind submissive I could hope for.
To date, our triad relationships have almost always invoked the three of us except for a couple times where we agreed my husband would see the female apart from our normal visit. At no time did I spend time alone with the female.
My husband was out of town on business and our newest girl and I decided to build his anticipation and excitement for getting home. She came over to the house late one morning after we had a workout together and seduced me into seducing her.
I love using a strap on and I used my favorite black one. The harness fits in such a way that wearing it with a dildo provides me immense stimulation. But prior to penetrating her, I pushed her onto the bed, directed her to spread her legs and I went down on her, putting two fingers in her, slamming her pussy hard and simultaneously licking her clit. I brought her to climax multiple times, felt my aggression build, climbing on her and forcing my cock inside of her. As I built on my thrusts she lifted her back off the bed and and I pounded her over and over. Slamming her repeatedly, the headboard of my bed banged into the wall and her screams were highly audible and will probably once again draw the wrath of our neighbors much like the last time.
Our session was somewhat abbreviated but nonetheless erotic and sensual. We made a short video and sent it to our man, getting the response we hoped for. After a week on the road, he was certainly ready for a night with us.
Submissive “G” continues to be my top submissive, not because of what he does for me but because he’s growing as a person, both professionally and personally.
“G” is managing a large project, one that he may not have had the confidence to tackle a year ago. His service to me is as much about his growth as it is making my life better. He’s done both splendidly. Watching him tackle this project and handle his associates and business partners with confidence thrills me beyond belief. He has been a wonderful project to take on and he has not let me down. He is calm and self assured and that’s what pleases me the most. I’ve worked hard to get him to this point and I see such potential ahead for him. He’s truly made himself my best submissive and I’ll cherish that forever.