What I Stroke to

She asked me what my perfect domesticated girl would be like. I've been fantasizing about it ever since. I think eager would be the word for it. Eager to please, eager to be dutiful, Very eager to fuck. Eager as in on call whore. Ready to offer her holes at the mention of my desire for her. Willing to offer them even if she is unaware of my intent to use her. Eager to share herself with my friends if told. I want my domestic girl to be beautiful and graceful. She takes care of her body and she loves how hot she is. She knows that her man and all his friends want her all the time and she loves it. I want her to be loyal. To always tell me the truth and to be unafraid to voice her opinion. I want her to know wholeheartedly that she is taken care of. I want her to know that even though she may serve other cocks or I may take other women that she is my perfect domesticated house whore.

Today I thought I lost her, I felt weak for the first time since I opened myself up to my freedom I was angry I was hurt and I was scared but more than anything I was concerned for her. I forced something on her today and not the way she likes to be forced. I overstepped my role.. in my newfound eagerness to impress her to exert my dominance I pushed to hard. I don’t ever apologize but I am sorry. Sorry for making her relive those memories sorry for taking away from all the beauty that she’s  shown me to  bring you back to a place you wanted nothing to do with. And she is so beautiful I see it. I see her, and I want her to be mine forever. Not as my sub not as my slave, I vow to you that from this point on you will always have a choice always have a say. I can be myself around her  she sees every sick thought and stares me in the face unafraid. She is mine and I am hers and no one will ever hurt her again.

“Stand up” I said. She took her bag off and stood up glancing quickly at me. I stood up next and moved close to her she did not retreat instead she looked right into my eyes. we were talking without saying a word. “Move back” I ordered as she stepped back I grabbed her right wrist and forced her toward the door. When she bumped into the door she let out a surprised gasp. With my free hand I quickly grabbed her face by the mouth and chin, another gasp as I lowered my hand to her throat and gripped. Her eyes widened her lips trembled, I whispered “Is this what you want?” “Yes” she whispered in reply.We kissed deeply it was the deepest kiss I’ve had in a long time I knew I wanted her as mine...

This came up in a conversation I was having with a client. She was telling me how she had wanted me for at least 4 months before she ever approached me for personal training. I was baffled at that because it still took 3 weeks of sessions before she even hinted that she'd be open for more. She's a happily married middle school teacher and mother of 2. Normally I can spot a hot wife a mile off and make my move but she told me that when she would work out there would constantly be eyes on her and not just mine. Parents, coworkers, and friends, she said it was so hard to find an opportunity to request a session without appearing out of place. We joked about how it would have been better if she would have been wearing an anklet or a special pair of shoes or socks to let me know that it would have been ok to approach her, and it hit me this is a real issue. Hot Wives an Bulls need a way to recognize each other at the gym. My thoughts on the subject is two different socks a solid black sock or mostly solid black and another more colorful sock on the other foot. These shouldn't be footie socks but higher so they are more noticeable. Us Bulls should do the same thing. Anyone on the outside of the lifestyle would see just another out there gym trend. Tl/Dr. Hot Wives and Bulls should wear identifying socks to easily spot lifestyle members at the gym I'd love to hear thoughts on this idea!!!