Hello, this is going to be an informal discussion between you and I. What I am about to reveal to yall is my used-to-be secret life with my now husband, Dick. Yes, that is his name.
Dick and I met three-plus years ago. We dated for about a month before I moved in with him. We had met on a gay BDSM hookup site that I wont promote, at least not at this time. Dick wont give me permission to use their name. The sex was beyond hot and has gotten only hotter. We lived together for over two years traveling etc and establishing what would become our house rules. And here you go. I invite you into my fantasy to real world.
After over two years together, Dick and I, David, or as my husband calls me, Pussy Boy. First, I am very much into BDSM. I am very butch in appearance. Pretty well muscled and with a nice tight bubble butt. I am however a 100% submissive bottom. My husband has ordered me to remain nude all the time unless he gives his permission to be clothed, and usually only for short bursts for decorum, like running into the grocery store. We now order our groceries etc and seldom go into any store unless it is like a antique or a bookstore. I receive my groceries/pickups and even our restaurant orders nude in the car. I have to tell you there are places in town that have forbidden us from ordering but not that many. Most really like us to come because we are comfortable financially and tip very well. We both work in IT by the way. The pizza delivery people fight to deliver to our house. You get the picture.
I proposed the idea to Dick as a concept for the future and to be frank, my long-time fantasy. Even with Dick plowing my pussy all the time and all that was going on, I wanted to enjoy the head-fuck of a committed arrangement. So we tried a contract agreement that eventually lead to our outright and very real marriage we have now. After we drew up the contract, it took 3 weeks of us adding stuff to it to write. After our semi-official ceremony, we were embraced by all our closest friends.
It became apparent before long that we both wanted more however. Dick found he wanted even more control over me and I found that I wanted him to have even more control over me. So, he tied me up one night and told me how it was to be. He had found some wedding vows online from the early 1800s. Back then the woman really was not an equal partner in the marriage. A real man back then demanded and often got, even with the bride's father's consent, very much obedience instructions and vows that were said in public, in church in front of family and friends and were supported by all, including the bride. Well, we took this and added to it. I knew from about age five that I wanted to be submissive in my primary relationship. It is just how I am wired. And this was very quickly becoming my real-life fantasy. Dick was shocked and then immediately turned on at just how much his tied-up spouse to be wanted everything he wanted and a tad more.