Losing A Submissive To Monogamy! Oh Well It Happens To The Best Of Us.

From the very beginning, I established two rules with her. The first was that we, both of us, would never interfere in the other personal life. The second, was that I would never interfere with her pursuit of a significant other, and if she was unavailable, then I would honor that. On her end, she had none at that moment, other than I would honor her safety, and that I would help push her in exploring submission.

Outside of those rules, limits were not necessarily abundant. Some of our earliest photo exchanges included a photo of her pushing the blade of her EDC knife, fully into her pussy, which by some of the scars surrounding, told me quite a bit. Although having had prior experiences, I had never had someone who by all accounts, was truly, submissive. No questions asked, simply “Yes sir” and would complete whatever was asked of her.

I couldnt get enough of her. I had never been with someone that sexually intense. If I wasnt with her, using her, in her, then it was at the forefront of both our minds. And if I was, then it was generally only ended by schedule conflicts, as given the opportunity, we took full advantage. Cars, home, hotels, wherever would work, became ground zero to borderline hedonism.

I took the times where mistakes were made, or punishments needed, to push her limits, which I found out, were few and far between. In her having this abscense of limits, it allowed me to push the boundaries of my comfort. Although accustomed to the “usual” type pain inflections, I had never been able or had someone push me to explore new limits. One of the highlights, the result of failed obedience, being an artistic cutting of her nickname “Favorite Slut” across her inner thighs and genitals, which got a sexual response like I had never seen. After inflicted, she posted it like it was a new house, or car purchase, which fueled it farther.

This went on for roughly 2 years, and during this time, our rules never were broken. Although she had been on dates, there was nothing serious. More than once, she would beg to play the day of, wanting to go to dinner with a fresh set of inflictions, or a recent creampie.

Our last rendezvous, couldnt have been better. I selected her outfit, a latex dress and thigh high boots. For a day, we locked ourselves indoors and I cant remember how many times I used her. At one point, bound and hooded, she was just a toy. Canings, lashings and other punishments occurred and it was as good as it could have been for us both. Until the next day.

She informed me that was our last time we were going to be able to meet. If it didnt get cut off then, then the rules were going to get broken, and that was enough. We both went our separate ways, and as I find out, she is in a happy, very vanilla relationship.

Happy for her, but it doesnt help the sexual itch to be scratched. In writing more and more, I may delve deeper into particular instances, for nothing else than I have it for later, and to satisfy my want to write.

Losing a sub to monogamy, isnt the epitome of fun.