Tripp and I have been dancing around truly becoming a D/s couple with me as the s. We’ve been slowly heading there over the last year, but things have moved quickly the last few weeks, and I have little doubt that the fact we are in lock down has played a major role. If there’s any positive side of this pandemic, it seems to have brought out Tripp’s Dominant side far faster than anything I’ve done over the last year and a half. Maybe we are taking comfort in the traditional basis of our relationship, albeit in different roles. Bdsm has always been the foundation of our relationship, so perhaps it’s just natural that we would embrace it in these turbulent times.
I’m not sure exactly why this is happening. I’m not questioning it, I’m marveling at it, but it’s kind of interesting how quickly things have changed in just a few weeks of us being together with little else to do. Does normal everyday life really impede our sexuality to such a degree that it took a quarantine to set our new dynamic in motion? I’d like to think not, but all evidence points to the fact that is does.
After almost 2 years of me being locked, in just the past week I’ve become his boy and I’m now collared 24/7. I’ve wanted this for quite some time. The fact that I can’t see Sir may be responsible to some degree as I have no other outlet for submission. I guess it’s just that powerful in me and it needs an outlet somewhere. All that submissive energy I have has had nowhere else to go. Regardless, Tripp has been coming into his own without my pushing and prodding. I think I’ve also become far more comfortable in asking him for what I need and want. It seems he is far more comfortable in wanting it too, which is something that I’ve been unsure of for quite some time. Tripp is actually enjoying dominating me more than I have ever seen. In fact, I think he’s getting very turned on by it now.
We spent many years as a D/s couple with me as the D, and those habits are hard to break. When I first asked him if I was his boy, he said “yes, Sir” and then quickly corrected that to “boy”. I was too hot and bothered to giggle, but looking back, it’s funny and it also sums up our relationship pretty well. I’ve been Sir and I’ve wanted to be boy, and Tripp is used to me being Sir. Still, it was the first time in my life I’ve called him Sir, and it fit him. He has been very much a Sir the last few weeks. I don’t call just anyone Sir. You have to get in my head to such a degree that it is natural, and for the first time since I’ve known him, he did. He’s put me into bondage several times this week, something he has never done before, and he’s been getting more and more creative. He’s been browsing my collection of bondage gear with a new interest. He’s even told me he has plans for my ass and that I will find out about them when he feels like telling me (or just using me). He’s been far more aggressive with me sexually.
I don’t think I’ll ever be his boy 24/7 in life, but I am his boy in the kink department, and that is absolutely fine by me. However, I’ve given up guessing where we are going because he surprises me often now. Whatever the reason, bdsm has made a major comeback in our house lately. Right now, we don’t have to make time for it, and in fact it’s a refuge. I just hope it continues to progress and stays a major part of our lives when things return to a semblance of normality.