A breakthrough in my wife’s thinking occurred when she got kinda mean and was super bitchy one day. I didn’t have a bad reaction at all and simply doubled down on my love for her. I could feel the guilt being lifted off her as she realized that I liked it when she was bossy.
You ... my friend ... have evolved (see what I did there?) into a FLR/WLM savant. This is the best, most articulate, and easy-to-understand explanation of how a practicable Wife-Led Marriage can work.
That is very high praise, indeed, coming from you @subhubphx becuase I think you are the guru. FLRs clearly come in a shapes and sizes, but it is great to have regular contact with a man who, with his wife (like me and my wife), sees the epitome of an FLR as a relationship that exists to promote the greatest possible intimacy and bonding between the partners, and specifically refuses to accept that humiliation or degradation of a partner can ever be a good thing. I think we agree that humiliation/degradation necessarily lead to resentment and resestment necessary leads to distancing and the destruction of intimacy.
I have to admit that to a very large extent, I think that the fact that there has to be so many repetitions and redistillations of the theory that embracing one's inferiority, inability to satisfy, inadequacy, and accepting the consequent humiliation of life partner who insists on pointing out the supposed inadequacy, indicates that the argument is very weak fromt he get-go.
As Shakespeare said, "The lady doth protest too much, methinks." Makes me think those who in post after post after post have to justify the "healthiness" of creating distance in their most imporatant relationship and humiliating the person they love, really know that they are fundamentally harming their relationship and their partner.
In my opinion, we are uplifted by uplifting others and no one is ever built-up by tearing down another.
Very well said ... again! You lawyers are pretty good at saying things well.
I am not sure if there is a causal relationship, and if so, which one is the result of the other, but over the past few months my wife’s dominant role in our FLR has kicked up more than a few notches. Acting on her dominance has started to become more second nature to my wife. During that same period, she has gone from resistant to having me wear a chastity device, to enthusiastic about ordering me to lock up. I am locked in the cage about 50% of the time these days.
Coincidentally, my wife and I have just moved into a new home. It is more house than we’ve ever had, and more land than we know what to do with. The home is situated between an open meadow in the front and many acres of forest in the rear. Some people would call it an estate. It is the kind of place that feels like a setting for something bigger, and my wife feels it, too. The timing of the move is perfectly aligned with her blossoming comfort with her unapologetically dominant role in our FLR. I have been vocal about calling it her home and encouraging her to make a clean break from the inhibitions and social conditioning that have restrained her in other homes. I am doing everything I can to affirm her dominance in this new domain from the very beginning.
My wife decided that the property should have a name. I immediately stated that, as the “Mistress of the Manor,” she should choose the name. There was no push back whatsoever, but she did consult me for ideas. I asked her to list some of the themes and values she wanted the property to represent and with them in hand I asked AI make some suggestions. After several days of considering options and weighing alternative, she settled on a name: Lockleigh.
There was no vote. No debate. She decided. And the name suits her—elegant, grounded, quietly powerful. To her the name evokes ideas of a secure retreat from the harsh world that is nestled in verdant nature. But, most importantly, the name secretly represents the natural order of things: I am under her complete control in this place where my manhood is literally under lock and key. That's not conjecure on my part. That is why she said she chose the name.
To underscore my support of her fully embracing her dominance, I began looking for companies to manufacture a cast-metal, in-ground, entrance sign for the property. I designed a symbol to go over the name. The symbol is an old-fashioned skeleton key with a heart shaped handle (bow) and for the lever end I employed the first letter of her first name, “E,” turned on its side. The key represents security and love, but the part that controls the lock is simply her. I did all of this work secretly as a surprise for my wife. With it, we will be hiding in plain sight, because it looks like a perfectly normal skeleton key to any stranger.
As coincidence would have it, I found the company, approved the mock-ups, and ordered the sign for the entranceway to the home yesterday morning. Last night while we were relaxing in bed, I was naked from the waist down, as usual, (wearing only my chastity cage and one of my FLR t-shirts) and she had her head on my shoulder.
Out of nowhere, she mused, “We should have a sign with the name Lockleigh on it installed at the entrance.”
I quickly replied, “That’s a great idea,” and changed the subject.
It will take 4 or 5 weeks for the sign to be manufactured. I can’t wait to have it installed and see she her surprise when drives up to it the first time.
So good to hear from you old friend. Congratulations on your new place (Manor). It sounds awfully exciting and beautiful. Perhaps the surroundings offer opportunities for ritualistic activities and play outside, which is always amazing.
I've mentioned in the past that the path of your Mistress Wife is very similar to the path taken by my beautiful Mistress Wife when it comes to chastity. I smiled a little, knowing that you have progressed from wearing only the ring occasionally to wearing the cage 50% of the time. If you continue on the trajectory, it won't be too long until you are expected, as a default, to be caged at all times until and unless your Mistress says otherwise ... like me. To the uninitiated, it can seem daunting and awful. I assure you, it is not. It is a blissful existence.
Another quick example of my wife embracing her dominance.
Yesterday, my wife and I flew from Dulles International Airport to a business meeting in Florida. I have been locked in chastity for several days. She decided that I would wear my chastity device through TSA screening.
For her, I cannot even conceive that she would have considered doing this even six months ago. Yesterday, she made the choice without hesitation. She knows, because I am a lawyer, that even if I were taken for a private pat down and screening that I would be able to defend myself. She did ask me if they could make me remove and discard the cage (it wasn’t cheap). I told her that it was conceivable that they could ask me to remove it to be certain that it wasn’t a danger, but once it was clear that it wasn’t they could not force me to discard it. She may enjoy her dominance, but she's not about to waste money.
For me, I was not the least bit intimidated or humiliated. I am proud of my devotion to my wife, and I wouldn’t hesitate to unapologetically explain that I was comfortable in the cage and wearing it consensually. It is their job to make sure the planes are safe. If it my job to be devoted to my wife and serve her. Both things can happen at the same time.
Dulles can be a crazy busy airport, so we did arrive a little early just in case I would have to leave the screening area with an agent for a private inspection. We have TSA PreCheck, so the line at security was shorter than at the usual cattle pen. She went through the scanner first and waited for me on the other side with her hand on her hip. I walked through with my cage in place. She had her eyes on me the whole time with a knowing smile on her face. Not only was it not humiliating, it was a little bit arousing (one can only get so aroused in a cage) seeing her revel in her dominance.
No alarms. No incident. No pat down. No private inspection. The woman agent just said, “You’re good.” And off we went.
I was released from the cage tonight because my wife wanted to play with her property. She hasn’t told me yet if I’ll be wearing it tomorrow when we go through security in Orlando.
Not only was it not humiliating, it was a little bit arousing (one can only get so aroused in a cage) seeing her revel in her dominance.
I had a similar, but different experience. Similar in that, I had to go through a metal detector at a Courthouse. It was different because I had forgotten to ask for permission to remove it before we went there, so I was still wearing it. I realized that I was still wearing it as I was standing in line to go through. There was no turning back. I would've had to go back home to get the key. There just wasn't time. I set the detector off, so I had to be wanded by a deputy. As the wand squeaked only around my groin, he asked if I had keys in my pocket. I had no other choice than to come clean about what it was. I whispered to him what it was. He replied, "huh?". I repeated it and pulled back a little, looked at me, very lightly tapped the wand against the tip of the cage, winked and smiled, and said "ok then. Off you go".
Like you, I was not at all humiliated in the least bit. Also like you, I was a tiny bit aroused because now there was someone other than my Wife and I that knew I was wearing a cage. Oh, I was at the courthouse for a wedding, and no, I wasn't on trial or anything like that.
This morning we were up early to pack, check out of the hotel, check in to our flight, and get to a breakfast meeting before our first business session. Lots to do in a short period of time. So instead of waiting for her to issue her command of the day (which can come at any time), I just asked, “Would you like me locked today, Mistress?”
“Absolutely,” she replied. There is was. Not only no hesitation, she said it with enthusiasm. She had obviously already made the decision. So I showered and relocked.
So, our program has ended and we just completed the screening process here at Orlando. No alarm. No pat-down. Funny thing is, I got through security faster wearing a chastity cage than my wife did with contact lens solution!
Looks like a Kink3D Nano with a brass barrel lock is not a problem.