Tuesday, July 1, 2008

Living With a Goddess


“The deadening scales of familiarity will dissolve, and you will see [your wife] her restored to full, feminine mystery and radiance.”
Worshipping Your Wife, Chapter 3, “Making Her Your Fantasy”

It’s a visionary experience almost to die for, and definitely to live for, one which will forever transform your marriage and your life.

What does it feel like to live with a goddess on a daily basis? I’ll let these wife-worshipping husbands supply their own giddy responses:
“A wave of profound happiness rises in me when I worship my Goddess wife. It is heaven for me.”

“Through my wife I am brought close to the center of the feminine mystery, intoxicated by it, overwhelmed by her.”

"[My wife] has arrived home and my heart is fluttering with excitement! I do not feel complete until she is home. I'm near the center of the feminine mystery, an intimate part of the life of a beautiful woman. So close to her, caring only for her comfort and happiness...
“I have just hung her silk suit in her closet when, whap! Her panties hit me in the face and she laughs playfully. I put them in my hand-wash basket and turn to gaze adoringly at my Mistress.
“Naked, stretching her beautiful body, absolutely comfortable in front of me, she turns her brilliant emerald eyes on me and smiles, knowing exactly what effect she is having on me and enjoying it…
“As she strides past me, all energy, grace and unselfconscious nakedness, she slaps my ass hard and, to her amusement, I squeal and jump and hurry to do her bidding.”

“I love to wash my wife's hair and scrub her in the shower, then dry her. Mostly because she loves it. If someone says it isn't important, I do not care. I know giving and loving are important to me.”

“My wife makes me worship her, pray to her and chant to her. Sexual service is a part of my ritual in worshipping her. It is a beautiful thing. I humble myself before my wife and pray to her. Then I kiss her feet and slowly work my worshipful kisses up her legs and eventually make my way to her shrine, the place where all life begins. Once there, I worship her by licking her to orgasm while she chants a lovely song about the superiority of women in her sexy and hypnotic voice. I feel so at peace and nurtured by her, as I taste of her. It is not uncommon for both my wife and I to have tears in our eyes during this sacred ritual.”

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

This is a beautiful narration of the ritual you perform. It is so true in front of women we men are nothing. It is only a woman's generosity that she allows a male to worship her bosy, her faminity. Women are no less than goddesses. We should fulfill all of their desires without any inhibitions.

Anonymous said...

This is a beautiful narration of the ritual you perform. It is so true in front of women we men are nothing. It is only a woman's generosity that she allows a male to worship her bosy, her faminity. Women are no less than goddesses. We should fulfill all of their desires without any inhibitions.

Anonymous said...

Quote:
"...while she chants a lovely song about the superiority of women in her sexy and hypnotic voice."

- Mark Remond, please, You know texts similar songs? Please let them here.

Mark Remond said...

Anonymous, sorry, I don't know any such lyrics. Wish I did!