Linda and I used to spice up our love life with fantasy games. We would take turns tying each other up, using blindfolds to heighten the senses, maybe even incorporate a little spanking or nipple play just to make things more interesting and exciting. But that has now changed.
Recently, when we had an evening home without anything vying for our time, I brought out ‘the toy box’ that we keep hidden away for special playtimes. I thought I would surprise Linda by blindfolding her, tie her erotically to the bed, and tease her for hours. I had spent some time during the day planning on when and what I would do once I had her restrained.
I approached her with the blindfold in hand, asking if she would like to have a little fun. The look that came across her face stopped me dead in my tracks.
“That would mean that I would have to be submissive to you while you dominated me,” she said slowly. “I’m sorry, Honey, but I just don’t see you that way anymore. I’m afraid that I cannot get into you trying to dominate me any more then I could see Darryl putting on a dress and lingerie. It’s just not going to happen.”
I was totally surprised and humiliated. So much had changed over the last couple of years, our roles have been so firmly defined, she no longer would allow me to try to go back to being the man she married. Never would I have thought this chosen path would turn out to be one with no return available.
I am not sure if this is permanent or not, but for the foreseeable time it appears that I will remain the submissive one. I guess I am okay with that.