Taken in hand by tenderness

A watery sun is rising over the hills, a greenish mist gathering itself for early morning dispersal. My eyes close once more as sleep attempts to reclaim me. Creaking slightly under his weight, the bedsprings give as he sits beside me. Leaning close he whispers, “Darling,” into the layers of my shaggy hair so in need of a good styling. My indistinct reply is muffled in the bedclothes as I snuggle close.

Reading now from the paper he’s brought with him to the bedroom, his voice is a pleasant rumble resonating through the wall of his chest, tickling my neck where it rests against him. I am not a morning person, while my Brit most definitively is. Yawning hugely, I listen to the day’s headlines with one ear, whilst the major portion of my wandering attention is still captured by the remnants of some foggy dream. One large hand smoothes the hair from my brow as he continues with current events.

If I were a cat I’d be purring, pressed against his warmth, lulled by the reverberation of his deep bass voice. Cat or not, I do my best to purr, indicating that he should not, under any circumstances, stop caressing me so pleasantly. Relating a bit of local news which he knows I will find provocative, he laughs heartily as his drowsing kitten unsheathes her claws. In no time we are having a stimulating debate, the opinions as heated as the steaming mug of coffee he now hands over.

This man knows me well. I’ve asked him to help me rise earlier in the mornings so I don’t feel pressured and stressed as I start my day. I’ve no trouble with meeting deadlines, but every difficulty in the world in getting myself going with anything near to approaching the enthusiasm with which my husband greets each dawn. He knows this, and in his love for me, has found the perfect solution to my dilemma. He entices me into wakefulness artfully, coffee his backup secret weapon, often succeeding where mere sensational news bites might fail.

Seeing that not only am I awake, but that I am ready to tackle the world and conquer evil for one more day, he kisses me soundly, returning to his office where his own day has already begun. Draining the last drop of coffee that he has so thoughtfully brewed just for me, I am once again thankful for this man who means more to me with every passing day.

This morning he has taken me in hand so sweetly, so gently and deftly that it has felt like little more than the most tender embrace. His dominance has manifested as the hand at the back of my neck, cradling, shielding, loving, nurturing. As I forge a path through my own busy day, I’m already thinking of ways to make him feel loved.

Ameribritwife

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What A Great Post...

....... It gave me pleasure to read your lovely post and to see that your wonderfully, strong husband treated you such with care and tenderness, while maintaining his position as HOH.

My husband would be the same, if I were to get up early (I'm not an early bird either, whereas he is). He would do what he had to do, without being aggressive about it, only assertive and loving in getting me out of bed.

There have been two instances in the past few weeks whereby my husband has shown considerable kindness, gentleness, compassion towards me that they have far, far outshone the episodes of severe spankings. I actually felt loved, cherished and more able to open myself up to him and express myself. He makes me feel safe to be myself around him. I'm learning my boundaries, living within our guidelines, but he is also learning there is more than one way to "control" his wife which does not always end up with me getting my bottom spanked again.

Being treated with such adoration and respect by your husband (as I am with mine,) has such a beneficial effect on how we relate to them the rest of the times.

Ameribritwife, I'm very happy you have a good man there, go give him a great big HUG and say "thanks for being my gentle and dependable rock"

Marie....

Tender With Twist

I do enjoy those tender moments, too, Marie; yet, it's the more turbulent, sweep me off my feet moments that really spice it up for me. I'm one of those who finds spanking erotic. My only problem is refraining from spanking him! I like to give and receive, so this decision to allow him to lead while I follow is certainly learning a new dance for me. Thank you for your kind comments, and I wish you happiness in this Taken In Hand journey you've commenced.

Ameribritwife

Thank you

Thank you, Amberbritwife, for sharing this little snippet of your life with us. It is so moving, tender and sweet. I hope that I can someday find what you two have with each other. What a beautiful testament to being taken in hand lovingly.

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