Rules and Routines Come and Go but Most Come and Stay

My control over my husband has become stronger and tighter over the years and it continues to tighten year after year. Each year there is more structure added to our Wife Led Marriage (WLM) either through new rules and requirements or new routines or both. He went from doing a few chores to doing almost all the chores, to being required to have the chores done by a specific time and to specific requirements defined by me. In the early years there were a few fun basic rules for him but now his entire day is shaped by rules and requirements imposed by me. This includes things such as making me coffee and breakfast in the morning, not sitting in 'my chair', taking care of all matters with my car (including filling with gas), and how he dresses. Speaking of how he dresses, I've added more outfits for him to wear. He has a discipline outfit, punishment outfit, shopping outfit, chore outfit, and footstool outfit. There are days where he may have to change into a few different outfits. Let's not forget his nakedness. At night he is required to sleep naked and I often have him doing thing for me naked, such as ironing my clothes. 

In some instances existing rules or routines are dropped as new ones are added but typically as a WLM grows, there are more rules added then removed and the wife's control over the husband becomes tighter. There are many reasons that rules or routines are dropped. It could be because the existing rule is no longer needed. For example, I used to have my husband switch from boy underwear to panties when he came home from work. This helped him transition from his work day, where he is in charge, to his home life where is is subservient to me. However, when I created a new rule that he wear panties 24/7, the transition routine was no longer needed. Sometimes old rules or routines just fade away because they are not of great value or interest to me. One that comes to mind is requiring him to sit to pee. It was fun to put the rule into effect but after a few weeks I just lost interest in it. I was not going to stand over him to make sure he sat every time he went to the bathroom. 

I like to try new things and so there are times where old routines or rules have to stop to make room for the new ones. Early in my WLM, I used spanking as a form of discipline. However, years later I discovered the use of corner time as an effective discipline tool. For awhile I incorporated both but I found that I preferred corner time over spanking and so corner time replaced spanking. From time-to-time I may still spank my husband but it is not part of our regular routine anymore.

Rules and routines have also changed to accommodate our changing lifestyle. Not too long ago our youngest went off to college and so that opened a whole new realm of possibilities for me. Let's just say Thomas is spending much more time naked or wearing a collar and I am much more demanding of him at home. If I am displeased with him, he gets an immediate response from me, whereas when the kids were home, I'd often wait until we were alone to reprimand him.

Lastly, the maturity of our WLM results in changes in rules or routines. Over the years, as I became more comfortable with controlling him and more confident in my dominance, I began exerting more control and creating a more structured environment for him. A big part of this evolution for me was discovering the benefits to me of tapping into his submissive desires. Once I began to embrace my dominance and experience the benefits from it, I was highly motivated to continue to dominate him.

Likewise, as he matured in his submission and became better at serving me, I was able to expect more and more of him. As noted earlier in this post, we started off with him doing just 1 or 2 chores on top of his normal husband duties. Now he does almost all the chores and so much more. If in the early years, I were to expect him to do everything that he is doing now, he would have been overwhelmed and probably frustrated. Back then he was not mature enough in his submission to take it all on. Like me, over the years he has gone through a significant change in his emotions, personality, and perspective as a result of our WLM journey that has allowed him to serve me in tremendous ways.  

The point to all my rambling about rules and routines is to demonstrate that it is normal and natural for WLMs to constantly change and evolve. Rules do not have to be permanent. Routines can change. In fact, I believe that the healthiest WLMs are the ones that incorporate changes on a regular basis. There is nothing wrong with putting a routine in place for a few weeks and then changing to something different. When adding a new rule, I love to say to Thomas that "it is in effect from now until forever," but guess what....if I decide I want it to change before forever is up, then I am going to change it. The only permanent rule is that I am in charge and I get to make the rules!

Don't get me wrong, structure, regular routines and rituals are important to and necessary with submissives. However, growing the structure and adding some change is also important. This keeps the WLM exciting and fun, helps your WLM flourish, and helps you grow closer together as a couple. Men respond well to a combination of routine and variety. Too much routine and they get bored. Too much variety and they lose focus and become unmanageable. You have to find the right balance that works for you and realize that the right balance will likely change over time due to all of the factors mentioned in this post. Discovering that right balance is all part of the wonderful WLM journey. Keep experimenting and have fun with it!

-Mz Kaylee

Personally, I like dominating a “manly man” (Guest Post by Trina)

 Personally, I like dominating a “manly man”

It seems as if many husbands in Wife-Led Marriages have a desire to be feminized in their submissiveness, and many wives enjoy doing so. That works in many marriages, and that’s fine. While we do a little of that in our marriage, we mostly avoid it. I want my submissive husband to be as manly as possible; it excites me to have power over a “manly man,” rather than over a feminized one.

My husband is much taller than me and much stronger. And yet I can snap my fingers and make him do my bidding. That’s sexy!

I like my husband to dress as a man, for instance. He does not wear panties or other women’s clothes. I do take off my panties and put them in his mouth as a gag when he is making noise while being punished, but I don’t see that as feminizing behavior. I’m gagging him with my scent, which turns us both on.

He does clean the house at night with just an apron on – but it’s a man’s apron and I quite enjoy seeing it “tent” in the front because of the erection he has while doing my bidding. And watching the cute bare ass that I have reddened.

I do lock up my man’s cock while he is not in my presence, but to me that is just me exerting my power over him because I know he is so filled with testosterone that he can’t help but masturbate when given the opportunity! In other words, he is being manly to a fault!

I like my husband to have stubble on his face; I think it’s sexy. I like when he growls at me in bed and acts dominate during intercourse (when I allow it). I don’t peg him, either, as that definitely puts him in a feminized role. To me it’s more exciting to unlock him and drive him absolutely crazy by playing with his big cock without letting him come. He’s a man with a huge erection that is totally under my control! He begs me to come and promises all sorts of things … and I usually say NO! Oh, the power!

 

I like the idea of a husband who is wrapped around my little finger, but I am not making him into an imitation of a female. To me, vanilla wives aren’t expected to act the way I make him act – totally submissive and obedient. A wife would have to be a true submissive to act that way. I don’t see it as a female role; it’s a submissive role.

 

I like that he is my manly husband who succumbs to my amazing female power!

-Trina

Behavior Modification - Continued. Pacifier Training

Before, I get into the next phase of Thomas's training, I want to point out something that I should have in the previous post. MK left a comment on my last post that reminded me that gags cause a lot of drool. Something I learned in researching what gag to buy was that drooling is actually what many dominants want as it adds to the humiliation of the sub. My goal with the training was not to cause Thomas to drool but was about having something forced into his mouth so that he could not talk. I also read that gags can be very uncomfortable and should not be worn for long periods of time. Many sites recommended no more than 20 minutes. This would not meet the needs of my training so I did not buy a traditional gag. Instead I bought the Tantus Beginner Ball Gag pictured below. This is a very small bag and so it was not painful to wear and caused minimal drool. The gag actually did not get rave reviews because of how small it was and many considered it not be a real gag.  However, it was perfect for what I wanted to accomplish.

Pacifier Conditioning

In my last post, I  shared how I used a small gag to train my husband at doing better with no talking on silent days.  I'll refer to the next phase of his training as Pacifier Conditioning because the objective is to use a pacifier to remind and condition him not to talk on silent days. In addition to no talking on silent days, I also planned to use the pacifier to condition him to only speak to me with purpose or to compliment me or say things that are positive and uplifting. This would be a long-term permanent behavior change to teach him to never waste my time with useless information or information that I do not care about (you guys are good at spewing useless information to us). If you recall, in my last post I mentioned that I purchased 2 adult baby pacifiers - 1 blue pacifier and 1 pink pacifier.

I chose the next Saturday (after his gag training) to start the conditioning. After my coffee Saturday morning, I had him strip naked, put on his pink sissy panties, and kneel before me with his hands behind his back. I enjoy seeing him in this submissive position. I chose to use the pink pacifier because the baby girl theme added additional humiliation that I knew would get his arousal going. I ordered him to open his mouth and then I pushed it into his mouth. I let him know that similar to the gag, I was the only one allowed to remove it. I giggled seeing him with the pacifier and teased that he was my cute baby girl. I explained that the pacifier would be a regular part of his submissive life  going forward. On every silent day (or night) he would be required to wear the pacifier at the start of the day or night as a mental reminder of him to remain silent. I would decide when it would be removed and once removed it would be up to him to remain silent unless I asked him a direct question. If he spoke inappropriately the pacifier would go back in his mouth. This rule would be in effect forever, unless I decide otherwise. I also explained that if I felt the pacifier was being used too much, then I would go back to the ball gag training. 

I did not tell him yet about using the pacifier to condition him to be purposeful in what he says to me. We have talked about this concept in the past but I've never enforced it. I felt the pacifier would be a great method to enforce purposeful talking. However, I first wanted to condition him to not talk on silent days. I really enjoy taking a slow and methodological approach to training and conditioning him. It ensures he is trained properly and it is also exciting for him to have new trainings added over time. As he had confessed to me many years ago, slowly being molded and influenced by my feminine power was a huge erotic rush for him.

On that first Saturday, I had him wear the pacifier for about 40 minutes. I figured that was enough to get his mind focused on being silent.  I might add that his cock remained hard for most of that 40 minutes. He did good at being quiet the rest of the day. There was only one time where he forgot to be quiet and asked me a question. As soon as he asked the question, her realized his mistake and put his hand up to his mouth and said he was sorry. I smiled and said "too late." I pulled the pacifier out of my pocket and pushed it into his mouth and sent him to kneel in the corner for 5 minutes. After corner time I again commented at how cute the baby girl pacifier looked in his mouth and that it matched his pink panties. His cock was hard again. lol! I made him keep it in for another 20 minutes. This type of conditioning with the pacifier has continued for the past few weeks and will continue without end. I've been implementing silent times at least once a week, either at night or on the weekend.

With the silent talking training done and the pacifier conditioning implemented, my last step was to implement the purposeful taking training. I chose to introduce this about three weeks after I first pushed the pink pacifier into his mouth. One night when my husband was rambling about work, after about 5 minutes of aimless talk, I shushed him and told him I did not want to hear anymore. Like a good boy, he immediately clammed up. I then had him follow me to the bedroom and kneel. I think he was surprised when I pulled out the blue pacifier and shoved it into mouth. I then gave him "the talk" about how he needs to learn to only talk to me about important things and things that add value to my life. I made it clear that I did want him to tell me if there was something of concern to him or if he needed to vent to me about something. That was important to me.  However, I instructed him that as a Goddess, I should not be bothered with aimless rambling. Going forward, I would use the pacifier to train and condition him to only speak with purpose. It would start with him having to wear the pacifier if I felt he was wasting my time. If over time, he did not become better at speaking with purpose, in addition to him wearing a pacifier, a punishment would be added. He silently nodded that he understood and of course....his cock was bulging in his pants. I made him wear the pacifier for 30 minutes that night.

The pacifier conditioning has been a lot of fun for me. I found myself looking for opportunities to push it into his mouth because it was so much fun to silence him. I think one of the most surprising moments for him was when he was driving me to his parents house, He began rambling during the drive and I pulled the pacifier out of my purse and put it in his mouth. He was shocked that I had the pacifier with me. I think he was also a little embarrassed to be driving in public with a pacifier in his mouth. I had a good laugh and told him, "Don't worry, it's dark out. No one can see you."

He is doing much better at being quiet on silent days.  Having the pacifier in his mouth at the start of the silent period, even it is for just 10 minutes, helps shift his mental state into silent mode, and if he starts to slip up, well then he'll be wearing it longer. I also have him wear the pacifier sometimes when he massages me, just for fun. I enjoy putting it in his mouth and seeing him wearing it. I am also excited about the longer-term conditioning of having him speak with purpose or to compliment me. I intend to eventually expand this to when he talks with other people. If I hear him rambling to others (especially females) or saying stupid or inappropriate things, then he will be wearing the pacifier on the ride home. I always keep one in my purse and I purchased another to store in the glove compartment of the car. This is a work in progress and I find it exciting that I am using my dominance to mold him. 

-Mz Kaylee.

Never Too Old To Learn Something New (Guest post by Edward)

A good submissive is one that makes himself useful and valuable to his owner/wife. The more useful he becomes to her, the more easy it is for her to enjoy and embrace the FLR/WLM lifestyle. It is not all about sexual domination. The guest post below demonstrates this perfectly. I love the new skill that Edward is developing and refining, as well as the training method employed.  -Mz Kaylee 

 Never Too Old To Learn Something New

by Edward

About eight months ago, I was sitting in the family room watching a show on Netflix, while my wife was sewing up a tear she had put into the leg of her blue jeans.  I casually mentioned to her that I had seen a documentary named “The True Cost” produced in 2015.   I pointed out to her that many people just literally donate clothes to recycle stores with only minor tears, and many are donated after being worn once, or not even at all.  I had also learned the term Fast Fashion from that documentary.  She became interested, and we ended out watching it together.  It literally floored her at the volume of used clothes that these second

hand stores can’t deal with, and they get shipped off to foreign nations, and ultimately burnt over there, because they don’t want them either.

This got her thinking about something while we were watching the television.  She started questioning, why if her husband is supposed to be doing all the household work, then why is she the one sewing up her own jeans?  At the end of the program, she told me I would be learning how to sew..…by hand.

That weekend, the two of us went to our local Goodwill store, where I asked if we could search through their discard bins for clothes that were too far gone for them to sell.  I had planned to tell them I was looking for stuff to cut up for shop rags.  But my wife told them I was needing practice material to learn how to sew.   My wife picked out my practice clothes for me, to be sure I got variety.   We left with three garbage bags packed full of half destroyed jeans, shirts missing buttons, T-shirts, Ladies skirts, and clothes with separated seams etc.  These were all to be repaired, and practiced on by me every night by hand.

I’ve learned how to properly use a stitch remover to tear out a seam, and close it evenly again.   I’ve cut off the bottoms of many jean legs, and sewed in the hem, and learned to measure to keep both leg hems even.  She started me off with old jeans.  I would cut off an inch from the bottom, and sew in the hem.   Put in the hem, then cut my stitches, tear it right back out, and put it in again.  Hem, remove, measure, pin, stitch, remove, then repeat over, and over.  This is how I learned to alter pants evenly, with even stitches.  I certainly learned the importance of good quality, sharp scissors.  Next it was onto bringing in, and letting out the waist on endless pairs of discarded pants.  

From there, she advanced me to altering the waist on skirts, measuring, and hemming women’s pants.  I’ve also removed all the buttons from countless shirt fronts and cuffs then immediately sewn them back on.  This taught me how to place buttons evenly, and secure them well.  I believe I have completed every kind of fabric repair I can imagine.  I’m much better at hitting the eye of the needle with the thread now.  I learned patience, and frustration control through all of this. Patience was rigidly enforced by my wife, when I began removing, and sewing in skirt zippers again, and again.  Rotating through five skirts, I removed, and put the zipper back in multiple times on each.  Each night after my minimum two hours of sewing practice, I was to end smiling, and content.  Occasionally on a weekend, she allows me to put off the regular housekeeping, and practice my sewing for up to six hours.  Again, I’ve been ordered to end in a good mood, or else.

I’ve learned so much about thread.  There’s general purpose, Polyester, Rayon, and Nylon, just to name a few.  Thread weight, 40, 50, 60 etc, then there’s matching the thread content to my fabric content.  Next is choosing the proper needle for each particular job.  A year ago, I knew none of this.  I can now do the running stitch, backstitch, blanket stitch, ladder stitch, Herringbone, and flat fell stitches, and know which are appropriate in what situation.   We went to the fabric store together the first time to pick up some thread that my wife didn’t have.  But now I’m going in alone.  Given that most husbands never enter a fabric store, the staff now know me by name.

Once I’ve washed, ironed, and folded the clothes I haven’t destroyed, they are donated back to the store, where they can decide whether to sell, or toss them again.  I’m sure they’re being thrown out.  While we are there, my wife fills another three garbage bags with discarded varied pieces for me.  She just recently trusted me with one older pair of pants of hers that she wanted the pant leg let down on.  Believe me, I’m not even close to being an accomplished seamstress…. yet.   But I’m doing my best, still working at it, and improving.  

Upon discovering the joy of serving her in this manner, I asked my wife if I could please take a discarded dress, remove all the stitches, lay out, and look at all the pieces, then sew them all together again.  She happily agreed to this, but told me it was on the condition that I’d be doing this with multiple dresses of varying styles.  

She also made me this offer.   Once she is satisfied with my workmanship, she would pick a pattern I will cut out, then I’ll make myself one from scratch, start to finish, but under her supervision.   Now I have something to work towards, and serious motivation to progress, and improve! 

What does my wife get out of this?  Hopefully soon she won’t have any sewing to do unless she wants to.   What woman wouldn’t want that?  Meanwhile I get the satisfaction of being controlled in one more manner by my wife.  While being proud that as her househusband, I am now capable of taking another tedious task off her responsibility list.

To all submissive husbands, don’t be afraid to learn the skill of sewing if you haven’t already.   Sewing is eventually very enjoyable and I promise; do it properly, and you will absolutely win the admiration of your wife, and leader.  

(Edward) 

  

Behavior Modification-Purposeful Talking

As promised, this is a follow-up post on behavior modification. In this post I share my experience with  a new training project that I have done with my husband. If you are a regular reader of my blog, you may remember that I regularly enforce no talking days. The reasons for no talking days are to remind him of my control over him and to give him regular time to reflect on his submission to me and how he can better serve me. I also enjoy the quiet time. During no talking days, if I ask a question, he can respond, but it has to be short and to the point. He can text me questions or information and he is allowed to ask for permission to speak or ask a question if he feels it is something important.

The no talking days have not been super successful as it is hard for him to not talk all day. He often forgets, and I also forget to enforce it. He is definitely much quieter on the no talking days, but it is far from being an actual no talking day. We've been doing it for several months now, and he's getting better but nowhere near as quiet as I want him to be. He admitted that it is hard for him and he joked that he needed to be conditioned or trained not to talk. Now I've learned that when a sub jokes about something, it's usually his way of saying that he really wants it to happen. Challenge accepted! I decided to put a plan in motion to train him not to talk on "No Talking Days." Furthermore, I decided to train and condition him to not waste my time with useless information and to only speak to me on a regular basis about things that are purposeful to me and add value to my day.

The Training Plan

My plan was pretty simple. The best way to keep him from talking is to force him not to talk. To accomplish this, I purchased a ball gag and adult pacifiers. I wanted him to be comfortable, so I did not order a traditional ball gag because I've read where they can be hard to wear for a long time.  Instead I ordered one that is small and similar to a pacifier. I also ordered adult baby pacifiers, incase the ball gag was not comfortable. I also thought the humiliation aspect of using a baby pacifier, was a perfect way to tap into his submissive mind.

After the items arrived, I planned a night to spring the whole training program onto Thomas. I was actually very excited about putting the plan in motion and I knew it would completely surprise and excite Thomas. It was a Wednesday night when I told Thomas that I wanted him to serve me in sissy panties for the rest of the evening. I sent him off to the bedroom to change. When he returned, the first thing he noticed was that I had laid out a ball gag and two pacifiers on the end table next to the chair I was sitting in. I could tell he was surprised and excited. He asked with hesitation in his voice, "oookaay. what are those for?"

I smiled and ordered him to kneel before me. By the time his knees hit the floor, his hard cock was straining against the silky sissy panties. I said, "You told me you needed to be conditioned not to talk and so that's what we are going to do.  Your training begins right now."

The look of surprise was still on his face.  All he could say was, "oh...yes Goddess."

As I strapped the gag around his head, I told him that with his mouth gagged he would have no choice but to be silent. Once secured, I spent a few seconds admiring him gagged while he looked up at me quiet and silent. I told him that I liked how it looked on him and asked if he was comfy. He nodded his head yes. I told him that under no circumstances was he permitted to remove the gag. The gag would come off when I decided. If he was uncomfortable or felt he needed relief from the gag, he would have to seek permission from me to remove it and only I could remove it.

I explained that the gag he was wearing would be the trainer gag and that he would be wearing it quite often over the next few days to condition him to be present with me without talking. He would have to learn new ways to communicate if he needed something. Then I pointed to the two pacifiers and told him that after his ball gag training, the pacifiers would be used to continue his conditioning of learning to be silent. I didn't say anymore about the pacifiers. I like giving him little teasers like that as I know over the next few days his mind will go wild with fantasies on how I might use them. 

For the rest of the night he wore the gag while we watched Netflix together. I was fully dressed and he was in his silky sissy panties. Every so often I would order him to fetch me a glass of water or to do things for me. He obeyed without hesitation. I also teased him quite frequently through his silky panties. I was enjoying doing all this without him being able to talk. At one point, I even pulled the waist band to his panties down slightly and kissed and sucked on the tip of his cock for several seconds. This was something I rarely ever did, even before WLM. It was a total shock to him that I did this and I enjoyed that he could not speak about it. I was making sure that his first night gagged and silent for me would be a pleasurable and memorable night. When it was time for my bedtime, I ordered him to the bedroom and had him kneel before me after he fetched my pajamas and put them on me. I told him that it was time for the gag to be removed but that I still wanted him to be silent. He was to not say one word to me the rest of the night. When I removed the gag he looked up at me and smiled. I could tell it was torturous for him not to talk but he remained silent and went off to do his nightly tasks while I went to sleep.

The next day, I asked him how his mouth felt. He told me it was fine and he thanked me for what I was doing and was excited about his training. I let him know that we would take a break from the gag for the day but that we would do morning training the next day (Friday) and over the weekend.

More Training

Friday night after dinner, I had him kneel before me in his panties and I put the gag on and just like Wednesday, he quietly served me, and I teased him throughout the night. I also had him massage me with the gag on. He was very cute in that a few times he had questions for me and so he either texted me or wrote something on a paper for me to read. I got a little laugh out of it. When I removed the gag, I reminded him again to be silent but this time I ordered him to pleasure me with his tongue. I had an amazing orgasm and he of course was denied any orgasm. My fellow Goddesses, I have to say it is quite enjoyable being massaged and pleasured without a word peeped from your man! It's like he's your own personal sex toy.

On Saturday morning, I had him wear the gag for a few hours in the morning while he made my coffee and breakfast and did a few chores. The great thing about the gag, is that the physical appearance of the gag was a reminder to me also. It reminded me not to ask him question unless I really needed something.  When I did ask questions, it was fun having him reply to me by writing his answers down.   I removed the gag for lunch and let him know that he would not have to wear if for the rest of the day and it was ok for him to talk, but that he should keep his talking to a minimum. He did ok for most of the day but there were a few times that I had to remind him to quiet down because his talking was not necessary. He clammed up each time without arguing.

A Full Day of Silence

Sunday was his big test. He wakes up before me on the weekends to start on chores and get my coffee and breakfast ready. I left instructions for him on his bureau to put the gag on himself as soon as he woke up. In the instructions I let him know that he was not going to wear the gag all day but that it would still be a full silent day for him. I enjoyed waking up and seeing him already gagged as he moved about the house. I made a few teasing comments to him about how much fun the silent day was going to be. His cock responded immediately to my teasing, growing hard and poking out of his robe. I laughed at how weak he was.

He had a few errands to run for me later in the morning and so when the time was ready, I sat on the couch and had him kneel before me so that I could remove the gag. Before removing it, I reminded him that he was not to talk at all when the gag was removed. When I removed it, he stared up at me silently. He was so cute. I leaned down and kissed him on the cheek and said, "You are such a good boy for me. Now go and do your errands for me."  Once again his cock was hard.  I love how easily I can get his arousal going. I left the gag off for the afternoon until he had a moment of weakness. He did good at being quiet for the most part, but at one point he asked me a question. I gave him a scornful look and he knew immediately he broke the silence rule. He said, "sorry." I shushed him right away and said "no talking slave."  Then I told him to follow me.  He quietly followed me to the couch and I sat down and ordered him to kneel. The gag was sitting on the table next to the couch. I picked it up and secured it around his head again and said, "You will learn."  Then I ordered him to stay kneeling for 10 minutes as a punishment for talking.

At dinner time, I removed the gag to allow him to eat. He did not have to wear it again until later in the evening when I wanted a massage. He did not talk at all in the evening but I wanted him to be gagged for my massage. I enjoyed  seeing him gagged as he massaged me. I teased his cock occasionally throughout the massage, making sure he stayed fully aroused. Then I verbally teased at how I really wanted him to pleasure me with his tongue, but since he was gagged he couldn't. I told him that it was his fault since he was so weak and needed to be gagged to train him how to not talk on silent days. I teased that until he learned to be a good silent slave for me, his tongue would not be getting much action. Then I ordered him to pleasure me with his fingers. I could tell it was torture for him because he could not kiss my nipples or give me oral. At one point I had him lay on the bed and I sat on his chest and teased him more at how it was a shame he could not use his tongue on me. I told him, "Let's see what we can do with this gag." Then I moved forward and began to hump his face over the gag. I was very aroused by now and so it felt good rubbing across the gag and his nose and I was able to bring myself to an orgasm by humping his face. 

The Next Week

Thomas left me a nice note on Monday thanking me for training him and telling me how exciting the night before was for him. He was in complete submissive mode. For the second week, I reduced the amount of time in the gag. I was testing him to see if he could remain quiet on his own during the times that I designated as silent times. The first was on Thursday night after dinner. I made him wear the gag for 1-hour and then told him he was not allowed to speak for the remainder of the night. He obeyed perfectly.  Sunday was the next test. I had him wear the gag in the morning for 3 hours.  When I removed it, I explained that the goal was for him to not speak a word all day and that if he succeeded, we would proceed to the next phase of his training, which involved the pacifiers. Not speaking any words for a full day is a difficult goal to achieve. It is not something I would not expect him to accomplish on an ongoing basis but for training purpose I made it an important milestone for him to achieve. I also told him that if he failed to remain silent, the gag would go back on and he would have another week of training with the gag. I felt this was a strong motivator for him for two reasons. First, I could tell he was growing tired of the ball gag. Like many things, it is exciting when first introduced and when used on occasion, but when used on a regular basis the excitement fades away and it becomes burdensome or uncomfortable. Secondly, I knew his submissive mind was excited about being forced to wear a pacifier and so he was motivated to get to phase 2 of his training.

Fortunately for him, he succeeded in being quiet. He became good a using notes and texts to communicate with me when needed.  "When needed" was an important part of his training. Had he sent me notes or texts that I thought were not important, his training with the gag would have been extended.

In my next post I will share what I did for the Pacifier Training.

-Mz Kaylee