Picture Day

Picture Day

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Using Femdom Power to Have Her Vanilla Time

Using Femdom Power to Have Her Vanilla Time

What Athena liked was not expected. She didn’t like Her Subject groveling around. Nor did she like him doing endless chores. Not a sex slave either, for Athena didn’t have a high sex drive. No romantic dinners, movie nights, or cuddling… “Move to your side of the bed and keep your distance,” Athena would say order. “Would you like some pampering? Back rubs or bubble bath?” “Waste of time,” Athena replied, “We don’t have a single minute to spare.” She meant spending quality time with our children. “Help them to be the best they can be,” Athena would say. “Children need help with math.” “They’d like to tell you a story they made up today.” “The children miss you. You need to spend time with them. NOW!” She could be quite a...

Impatient

Impatient

Sometimes Her Subject got impatient that Athena was not getting more dominant. Sometimes he wondered if she was interested at all. Seemed Athena was content with vanilla life, and if without Her Subject’s constant prompting, the whole FLR dynamic would fade away. Her Subject decided to gauge Athena interest level. He had been wearing a watch symbolizing his submissive status. “How about me not wearing the watch tonight?” “You will fall in a trance at night, every night, forever. That’s weekdays, weekends, holidays, no exceptions. You stay in trance until the alarm clock goes off next morning. Keep wearing your watch,” Athena replied without hesitation. She did like to be dominant, at least symbolically. But there had been no action. Or not enough to satisfy Her...

Missing Appointment

Missing Appointment

Although Athena mentioned never to talk to Her Subject’s unconscious, but she did it again without amnesia this time. She just did it like the most normal natural thing. She didn’t even take her eyes off the iPad from shopping online when she put Her Subject deeply under hypnosis. It was nothing kinky. It was an appointment Her Subject had forgotten the exact date, and she was wondering if the unconscious could retrieve the forgotten memory. Turned out Her Subject didn’t even make the appointment. ← Unpredictable Preferences Impatient...

Unpredictable Preferences

Unpredictable Preferences

Her Subject could never be sure if Athena enjoyed any of the activities or just indulging him. And it could change from day to day. It was like if one had chicken for dinner one day and might want beef the next day. An activity could be a crave one day and a bother next. Some days Athena got annoyed when Her Subject asked to kiss her feet, and some days she got annoyed that Her Subject didn’t. Her Subject gave up on guessing what would please Athena. Instead, he would propose activities that he himself would enjoy. ← The Unconscious Spoke Missing Appointment...

The Unconscious Spoke

The Unconscious Spoke

Her Subject was curious what a conversation between his unconscious and Athena would be like. He asked Athena using hypnosis to give it a try. The unconscious could be very passive and not very talkative, so Her Subject asked Athena to prepare a set of questions. The topics could be something normally too awkward to talk about. One evening before going to sleep, Her Subject thought to urge Athena to start the conversation. “Remember we talked about it? When are you going to do it? I’m very curious what my unconscious would say.” Athena stared at Her Subject for a moment studying him. “The amnesia I gave you worked. It was never very effective. I thought you would remember.” Memory started to come back to Her Subject. He remembered counting up awakening. Then he...

Picture Day

Picture Day

It was about his bedtime. Her Subject was tired ready to pass out. “Come on, just one more picture. This pose,” Athena demanded. ← Cracking Whips The Unconscious Spoke →

Cracking Whips

Cracking Whips

It had been a long day at work. Her Subject fought the traffic and finally made it home tired and sleepy. Athena was busy cooking dinner and managing the children. When Athena saw Her Subject, her eyes sparkled. With the spatula still in her hand, she passionately put her arms around Her Subject hugging him and gave him a big kiss. “Oh, thank you, I had so much fun today. They were so cool.” Her Subject had no idea what this was about. He blankly stared at Athena, “Huh?” “The whips. The whips you bought me. I watched some YouTube tutorials, then practiced in the backyard. I have already learned how to crack them. I can do several different cracks already using either hand. I loved it. It was so cool. I can’t wait to tell everybody. Can we do a video and put on...

More Time to Attend the Children

More Time to Attend the Children

School semester ended. Summer break started. Daycare is not economical for us. But we still need help, so we hire a part time babysitter. With children staying home all day, Athena and Her Subject have to divert more attentions away from each other. Her Subject has this long list of sexual activities he wants to do, but he has to wait when chance allows it. For the next two weeks, we have to prepare our children for their upcoming music recitals and exams. Our two daughters’ violin playing, scratchily and out of tune, is absolutely delightful to their parents. If it means no private time between husband and wife to nurture their joy and talent, we are all too happy for it. ← It's Fate Cracking Whips...

It’s Fate

It’s Fate

Athena sent these selfies from her phone. “You may use them in your blog,” she permitted. “Thank you. Would you like to approve the entry? After all, it’s about you.” “No,” Athena yawned and walked away. “That’s right, a snake. My Chinese zodiac sign. I have the hypnotic power. You are my fallen prey. It’s fate. Under my control is your destiny. Feel me squeeze out your conscious. It is my nature to consume your mind. Are you resisting? Please do. It only makes it faster. Go ahead and resist. Speed it up for me. You feel it going faster too? Of course you do. Melt into me. It is inevitable.” ← Give Up Remembering More Time to Attend the Children...

Give Up Remembering

Give Up Remembering

Did he take the picture? Her Subject couldn’t quite recall. It was not a selfie, so he must have been the photographer. He knew he did it. But searching in his memory, he had no recollection of it. He thought he dreamed it. Yes, it was in a dream where he took the picture. A long time ago, before he knew her. But if he didn’t know her, then who was she? How was it possible? Was it a dream? He couldn’t be sure. It couldn’t have been a dream, for he was staring at the picture. Maybe he was still in a dream yet to be waken up? Her Subject kept trying to remember. All he saw was a cloud of smoke. Forever beyond his grasp and disappeared as soon as he tried. Why was it so hard trying to remember something? Her Subject felt tiring trying to remember. So tiring. He...

Two Singletails

Two Singletails

As Her Subject was coming home from work, he picked up the package containing the whips left at the door. “Your whips are here,” Her Subject said as he was walking through the door. Children were running around yelling and screaming. Toys were scattered everywhere. Athena was busy cooking dinner. “Oh, the whips? Two of them right? I need one for each hand. Just stash them in the closet,” Athena said. “You don’t want to take a look?” “No. I’m cooking. Put them away then set the table. Tell the children to calm down, wash hands, and get ready for dinner. Pour milk in their sippy cups. Wine for us? White or red?” The singletails excited Her Subject, yet he was terrified too. Very mixed emotions. Athena’s disinterested reaction did comfort Her Subject a little bit....

Singletail

Singletail

Since the 9-tail whip was a big disappointment, Her Subject took it up upon himself searching for alternatives. There were plenty. Various paddles, wooden spoons, canes, floggers, and crops, etc. He presented his findings, but none of them appealed to Athena. “Boring,” Athena yawned. This whole disciplining idea was in jeopardy. There was one more option Her Subject hadn’t shown Athena yet. He was hesitating. It was the Singletail: the most dangerous option. Improperly trained, it could cause serious injuries. It took a while, then Her Subject organized all the information and presented to Athena. Athena eyes lit up. “That is really cool.” “But also the most dangerous,” Her Subject injected. Athena didn’t answer back vocally. But her body language did. She...

Apart

Apart

Her Subject had to go on a business trip. On the evening before, Athena hypnotized him in the bed. She sat next to him, gently caressed Her Subject’s face, and whispered “Deeper… deeper…” repeatedly. Her voice was tender, and although she did her best to contain it, sadness seeped out in her tone. She was going to miss him terribly. “Deeper, deeper…” Athena wished they didn’t have to be apart. Her Subject’s heart ached. He wanted to embrace her tightly, to tell her comforting words, and to make her feeling alright. That was all but impossible. Bound by Athena’s spell, he could only lay there like the dead. Sorrowful “Deeper…deeper…” echoed, but they weren’t echoes. “Deeper… deeper…” No other words. That was all Athena’s...

Pet

Pet

We had company at dinner. “Athena, what’s going on? You are treating him like a pet.” ← Picture Day Apart →

Picture Day

Picture Day

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Tickling Whip

Tickling Whip

The whip arrived. Her Subject was eager to have Athena to use it. Neither of us knew if we’d like it. But we had to wait. Dinner, bathing the children, music lessons, spelling, and readings needed to be done first. After the children were in bed, then laundry, dishes, and picking up children’s toys all around the house. We were lucky to have energy left by the end of the night. Her Subject asked Athena for pictures for the blog, and she was happy to do it. She never read this blog, though both of us liked to review and critique the pictures. Athena will be forty soon. She giggled when she saw the pictures. Her Subject generally arranged background to be uncluttered, but he was too tired to rearrange furniture. On the right side of the picture was an indigo...

Picture Day

Picture Day

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Picture Day

Picture Day

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Better Photographer

Better Photographer

Athena was supposed to take the lead. Her Subject initiated the picture taking endeavor. It felt as if Athena was simply complying with his wishes. He wanted Athena to take control. So Athena answered. “Remember before we were married? We were dating long distance? All the revealing selfies I sent to reel you in? Yes, they were beautiful weren’t they? I’m a better photographer than you are. I ordered a camera remote control. I’ll take selfies, and you may take additional pictures. You may use the pictures in your blog.” The feeling of initiating this photography project changed to submitting in an instant. “I don’t suppose you changed your mind about reading the blog?” “No. I don’t intent to read it.” ← Picture Day Picture Day...