Fours years ago on the 1st december something began that, though we had no idea at the time, would lead to my wife recognising her dominance and becoming comfortable with it. Which in turn would lead to us living a mostly continuous domme /sub relationship. Though we do take breaks on occasion, for a change or when we are feeling the need for vanilla, even during the break there is a tiny undercurrent of d/s.
This wasn't always the case. I'm very alpha in normal life and like to be in control always. That's how sandy and I used to be, and she for her part used to think she liked to mould herself to others.
I knew i was a switch sexually but never really explored emotional or day to say submission. Sandy knew she liked to dominate sexually on occasion but was never comfortable in the role or aware she actually liked to be in control. She mostly did it because I liked it.
The thing that triggered the change was the twelve days of Christmas. It started as a kinky game. On December 1st she would whip me once. Twice on the second. Etc. It sounded fun to us both. On the first day she realised that one wasn't enough and decided the count was per bum cheek.
And so it began. By the 25th she was very much more comfortable with being in the dominant role and we had both started to recognise that she felt fulfilled in the wider role of domme, not just as the odd sex game.
This Christmas we thought we would do the same. Only now she has a riding crop, a real one for horses not for men's bottoms. It hurts. I'm very much enjoying having 24 days of submitting to her and she loves the idea of whipping me anyway so relishes it too! Probably more than me.
I'm wondering how I'm going to cope with 24!!!
I know I will thank her from the bottom of my heart. I always feel especially in love when I submit to her, and she enjoys an intimacy with me that she truly appreciates.