His pleasure and panties

Mr. Egghead mentioned in a comment to a previous post that He hoped that were i serving Someone, His pleasure would be my consideration instead of my own - i believe i was lamenting about my raging libdio(which is still flying strong and..um..welll more on that another time::blush:;). To be honest, i truly agreed with the comment and find that when i'm with Someone, that IS my goal and my own pleasure really does come second or not at all - depends on the Person, mood etc. Don't get me wrong: sexual pleasure is amazing and were i on total restriction, i think i'd lose my mind; however, for whatever reason, HIS pleasure is so much more fulfilling and amazing to me. For instance, when i was married, i didn't orgasm with my ex at first...maybe the second or third time (in one um...'session') but it took quite a while for me to be able to orgasm with him(which, by the way, is the most powerful thing i've ever felt!). And sometimes, depending on our schedules or moods or ability - once was it....and i hadn't orgasmed at all. And honestly, and i mearn really and truly honestly, it didn't matter to me. The fact that he had, and was satisfied and was happy made me so fulfilled and happy. i kid you not. So though i have to care for things myself at present, when i am once again with Somone, i will be more than thrilled to see that His pleasure is reached before mine and is more important.

And the other thing is that i rarely wear panties. i was forbidden to do so with T and continue that practice to now, but sometimes i feel a little rebellious and think that i want to wear a matching set to look pretty (and it does look so pretty) and i love the way it feels and that lasts for about three days until i'm finally about to rip them off cause i can't stand feeling so restricted any more! LOL so much for matching sets! but all that to say that i know that those who don't understand nor practice this lifestyle don't understand or appreciate, for the most part, how being told i was not allowed to wear panties, because all of my holes needed to be available at any given time and working through that very awkward feeling at first is now so much a part of me. To tell me that i can't wear them, no matter what else i'm wearing and no matter the temperature outside and i really won't fight you...but force me to wear them...and you'll have a nice sweet slave for about three days until whiney girl comes along telling you have uncomfortable they are and can't i pllllleeasssssseeee take them offfffff????!!!!????

Isn't life interesting?