First of all, I want to thank everyone who commented and emailed to me their concerns about the apparent change in the relationship between the “vanilla” Mrs. Edge and I.
Yes, that post was one of my annual April pranks. I apologize to those of you who forgot that I usually put up something odd, and took this seriously.
That said, I was surprised – very pleasantly so – at how many people expressed concern that we were slipping into an abusive relationship. It’s interesting that I took a typical “be careful what you wish for” femdom trope and removed all the overt sex, only to have it look like a “50 Shades” variation.
To be honest, I had expected that a lot of the comments were going to be along the lines of “Oh, you lucky man,” or “I wish my wife would take charge like that,” or something like that. The fact that they were concerned and supportive tells me that I must have some of the best readers on the planet, or (and?) that some of the old ideas about BDSM or D/S relationships have finally begun to be replaced by more informed and intelligent thinking. So, if that describes you, kudos!
And to those of you who were hoping that this was true, I’m sorry to disappoint you, but Mrs. Edge remains (at least, in her own mind) resolutely vanilla. Why, even the new riding crop that she picked out is definitely more functional than showy, and certainly won’t fit tucked inside her calf boots.
And as to the punishments? I think I deserve to have Lady Asmondena show Mrs. Edge how to use that new cane. What do you think?