Always On Her Mind…

Just a quick note about a conversation the wife and I had this morning.

She had gone to a friend’s bridal shower and won prizes in several of the little games that got played. And while looking through the prize box, she saw a nice candle, scented, in a glass jar. And according to her, the first thing that came to her mind is, “I would really like to burn my husband with that.” She grabbed it, imagining the wax pooling at the top of the jar and then just being *splashed* over my private places.

Later on, she saw a necklace of some kind with a little heart on it somewhere, and she assured me that out of nowhere, the image of the chain and the heart wrapped around my cock as a kind of leash jumped into her head unbidden, and she had to have one.

All of which is reassuring. I’ve said before that my wife is something of an enigma to me — does she dream about hurting me? Does she go into headspace when she hurts me? Does she fantasize about S&M? It’s a rare occasion when she lets me inside her thought processes (thus explaining her reticence about writing a blog of her own or chiming in here.) To hear that she sees things and thinks, “I’m going to use that to hurt my man,” well, that’s unspeakably hot. I don’t doubt her commitment to Sparkle Motion — er, our BDSM relationship — but it’s good to hear that it haunts her head the same way that it does mine.

Of course, another reason why I’m interested is because she’ll be down to see me for a few days next week, which means shopping sprees at sex-shops and violent, painful sex in anonymous hotel rooms punctuated by trips out for Latin American food and the odd dinner with my local friends. My real question is, how the heck is she going to get her favorite knife across state lines and then into my skin? I already healed the last batch of cuts…