Putting the "FUN" in DysFUNctional... Not an uber-unique title... but very appropriate. :bigsmile: So - how did we get here and what am I up to these days? For those of you who are not familiar with me and my (lengthy, complicated) story… this is Part #3 and here’s a summary! Pet and I have been together for 4 years. My husband at the time and I had a lot of problems, he was never in the country, sex had disappeared completely and after an episode where he called me “fat and unattractive” I decided to call it a day. Pet and I always had great sex, allllll the time, we are desperately in love with each other and pet always accepted me for who I am, the daft, bubbly blonde with 3 kids! He was the inexperienced (but very enthusiastic!) young man who put me on a pedestal and adored me. He slowly admitted to having kinky thoughts about bondage, etc, and introduced me to the world of chastity. I was NOT interested at first. I didn’t want to be in charge, or be a Mistress, or give up being spanked and tied up and used… but never say never, and I decided to give it a go. I overdosed on literature, websites, bought more and more bondage equipment, milking items, kinky outfits and submerged myself into the life of a Mistress…. Unfortunately it all began to go wrong. Pet lost his job and started to be at home 24/7. So much time together, I believe, has been detrimental to our relationship and we’ve had so many hiccups in the past 6 months. Obsessed with creating a perfect D/s relationship, incorporating pet as my sissy maid (and all the expensive items that went with!!!) me trying to discipline him when it wasn’t what he’d envisaged, wandering into the idea of cuckolding about 15 years too early and trying to fit it all in around 4 kids and a baby has taken its toll. Today we are at a point where I have decided to completely back track. And so far it’s been SO MUCH FUN! Friday morning pet and I had sex for the first time in what seemed like ages. In reality it was about 14 days (possibly less!) but it made me realise quite a few things. For me to go without sex is VERY BAD! I go quietly insane, get increasingly paranoid and neurotic and very miserable. The lack of sex brings back very bad memories of when my husband and I stopped having sex because of my appearance, and as we all know, I’ve been putting on a lot of weight recently and feeling down about myself. Put 2 and 2 together and I get 57 and think pet is going off me rapidly. Heck, he’s 12 years younger than me… have you SEEN what 23 year old girls look like? How can I compete? And so it goes on. So… by the time we have sex on the Friday morning and it totally rocks my world, I end up a sobbing mess. Poor darling pet is still inside me, looking at me as if to say “WTF!” and we have a little chat. I explain all the usual things, and he consoles me and we get back to our jokey selves. Friday night I decide after a little dabbling with oral sex in the morning (I can’t even remember the last time I gave pet a blow job) I tell pet he can settle down with his Xbox and I will give him hand jobs and blow jobs all night. OMG… I forgot how much I love giving blow jobs. I used to be completely addicted and would rather give head than have sex. Rumour has it I was pretty good! I don’t seem to have quiet the same affect on pet, which upsets me, but there’s only one thing for it PRACTICE MAKES PERFECT!!!! And then….. I get a freaking cold. I’m so mad. I can hardly breathe, so mammoth blow-job sessions are NOT on the menu for a few days. I’ll practice my hand technique and maybe we can try working our way through the Karma Sutra. I’m happier than I’ve been in ages. I feel incredibly sexy (except for the cold!) and just want to have sex allllllllllllll daaaaaaaaaayyyyyy longggggggggggggg. Possibly not what you want to hear from me at this moment in time, but as I said – we have a lot of foundations to stabilise before we move further. I’m all for using chastity on a less permanent (1-2 weeks pre-scene) basis with lots and LOTS of tease and denial, and pet is happy to be humiliated, dressed up and “forced” to wear the penis gag so I can fuck his face. I think we’ve found our happy place for a while….