#d/s couple

[blankandhappytales]

Domestic Bliss...

"No!”  Cried Emma as Hannah took her phone away.  “There were so many spirals left to view!”

“...and so many dishes left to wash.”   Grumbled Hannah as she threw the dishcloth at Emma.  “Less Hypno; more housework.”

“This,” Emma protested, scowling as she got up off of the sofa.  “This is why I insist we get a dishwasher.” “So you can spend even more time zoning out and playing with yourself?”  

“You never normally complain...”

“Yes, but that’s because Mum & Dad are coming over to meet you for the first time in a couple of hours,” Hannah said, rolling her eyes in exasperation as she returned to the kitchen with Emma in tow.  “And need to make a good impression.” “...I could great them at the front door in my cat suit?” “No!” “Maids uniform then?”

“Oh, for the love of...”   Hannah said, pinching her nose.  “I swear to God if you don’t stop being a brat because I’m making you do housework, un-hypnotized, I will ban you for cumming for the next several months.” Emma quietened for a few moments, donning her rubber gloves and plunging the first dish into warm, soapy water Hannah had already run for her. 

“Don’t threaten a girl with a good time,”  She muttered under here breath.

“What?!” “Nothing, honey...”  Emma answered, offering the sweetest of smiles...

#blankandhappy #hypnosis #D/s couple #slice of life #tongue in cheek #silly

[sakessub]

Always @sirsake ❤️

#d/s couple #d/s lifestyle #d/s love #d/s real life #d/s dynamic #d/s stuff #d/s #d/s relationship #i love you #long distance is hard #long distance d/s #long distance boyfriend #long distance couple #long distance romance #long distance love

[feralchaton]

The secret? Love.

My partner/love/friend/soulmate. We met when nothing should have worked but realized we couldn't, wouldn't be without each other. Yes, we tried, I ran away for a year - anti marriage and love, at the time, while he was married and worked on what he needed to.

Our anniversary is coming up. I count from the first day we met. The first day I saw him, actually. I was taking over his position in a restaurant. He didn't see me as I was standing on the sidewalk looking in from the front window of the restaurant/hotel. Newlyweds had been seated for an early reservation. His eyes twinkled and I could see that through a window while he was wearing glasses. My entire world came to a halt. There were no sounds, no people, no cars; only him, and he was doing something he does very well. Being great at what you do is a kink. Loving what you do as well - ooooh. As the world began moving again, I went for sushi and realized I couldn't get him out of my mind.

We finally trained together and it was magical, as though we were meant to be. We work seamlessly with one another, still. After service drinks and conversation, we fell into an intimacy that felt as though we had known each other longer than forever. He was driving me home after work, my driveway was literally off an S curve in a passing lane going up a mountain. Called it my batcave driveway. I said "this is me" and he pulled in, quickly shoved the car in park, grabbed me, and kissed me. My toes curled. I melted into one of the most fervent and passionate kisses of my life.*

Another coming the New Year's Eve after a second, shorter, time of separation. (Being together was not easy) My world turned gray for the time we were apart and one who noticed most was my executive Chef. We practically worked face to face. There had been no dancing, singing, or laughing from me for weeks. I didn't realize it but my kitchen did, especially Chef. Midnight rolled around and I looked at the most peculiar, beautiful, expression before turning around and seeing the man who chose me, and continues to do so. That kiss had me lifted off the floor. If there's a feeling for wings coming back and unfurling, that would be it.

No matter who comes and goes; no matter that I do, indeed, have a demisexual soul and polyamorous heart; no matter that I have deep seeded trauma(s) and mechanisms to go with the instances I won't speak of; no matter how many times I have been used/hurt/harmed; no matter how empty it feels to have the parents, past, and memories I do; one person does, and continues to, love me. He says he isn't going anywhere, and yes, after 16 years I still ask earnestly and still get scared, yet he does not waiver. He helps me love myself as myself and loves me for me, as I love him for all that he was, is, and will be. Friendship is the foundation, respect and love keep it together, communication and understanding help us soar.

feralchaton

*8 years later, telling the story of how I said "this is me" he says, Babe, you said kiss me. So happy he misheard what I said and listened to our hearts instead.

#to being in love #spilled truths #personal #usually I keep these things to myself #keep it secret keep it safe #d/s marriage #d/s couple #ethical non monogamy #foundation #healing is a process #so is living #and love #Daddy and kitten #feralchaton