Puke Following: A couple of years ago we averted a divorce by stepping into our Dominant and submissive roles. She quit fighting to make the decisions and we realized all of that power struggle was making her miserable. Myself included. 2 years now living our D/s. Got our kink on and making up for the missed sex daily.
Got a bit lazy six months ago. Took my foot off the gas. We both started to slip. My fault all the way.
Since a buddy turned me onto the Family Alpha page a while back and hence MRP, I did a quick course correction. Back in the gym. Eating right. Cut out the beer and liquor. Reset some boundaries. Being a fucking man's man. I have cut out all the weak bullshit "friends" that refer to their wives as boss. Toxic family gone too. That dismantling began 2 years ago.
So my MRP inspired manning up a month or so back led to an almost instantaneous change in her. She dropped back into her sub self and it was clear she was waiting for me to man the fuck back up. Won't be taking the foot off the gas any more.
Celebrating our anniversary weekend out of town and I've got my plan mapped out. Waiting for the inevitable contingency to have to kick in.
Letting her get her shopping on to finish up Xmas stuff. I'm sitting in the huge mall watching all the hamsters and fat fucks. RP has recently opened my eyes man. Blinders removed. Hamsters and fat fucks. Everywhere. Blue Pills everywhere I look. It feels good to see it for what it is.
will report back as time marches on. Where was this shit when I was 20? Fuck.
"You can't save everybody. Everybody don't wanna be saved. "