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Some of you may know and some of you may not but for a while now, I’ve been looking for a submissive girl to have as a plaything. A good little girl to be mine, to play with how I want, to corrupt. Not just any girl, because I actually want to build a friendship and a relationship with this girl. Sort of like having myself a girlfriend on the side. I have been looking locally, only to find that most were fake or just playing games and not really into actually meeting. I am looking to experience real life play but decided I would expand my reach a bit.

I started with a simple f4f post on Reddit in the BDSMPersonals and, good Lord, some of the responses from Reddit are simply comical – in a not so good way! I have met a couple good people and gotten to be friends from there but the crazies made me pull my ad down and take a break. I was still looking through, though, in hopes of finding a f4f post by a sub looking for a Domme. I should say I put hubby on the task of finding them and passing them along to me. Basically I was making him look for a girl for me to play with. Which, in itself is kinda hot and very frustrating to him to think about the fact that I want him to find the girl in going to make him watch as a cuckold him with a woman. Tied up and locked in his cage as he watches me get pleased by a woman, as she makes my pussy cum and it’s dripping down her chin.

The fun part is, I want to do the same to her, tease her, deny her and force her to watch me get pleased when she is dying to be the one making me cum. I want to dominate her, bind her, spank her, control her. I really had given up hope, if I’m being quite honest. I didn’t think this girl even existed.

Then I got a link texted to me from cagedmonkey. At first I left it sit in my messages without clicking on it. I just really was tired of people. After a bit I gave it a chance, when I read it I was like, “yeah right, he must be crazy, she’s half my age!” Ya know what, I said fuck and sent her a message. I quite simply said “I want to chat more, message me,” pretty much because I figured she wouldn’t so why prove myself haha. I mean, what could happen, she’d be fake, we’d talk for a bit and then conversation would trail off like it always does. Well, not so much! Haha the weirdest thing happened. This girl, we’ll call her Lizzy here, and I clicked like crazy and couldn’t stop talking. We both actually wanted to hear from the other and we talked, for days! It was so much fun – it IS so much fun – getting to know each other. Now an even hotter thing is that she and hubby have started chatting and getting to know each other too. They are almost exactly alike! It’s like I found the girl version of him, I love it! I find it interesting to think that my hubby is chatting away and becoming friends with someone who is basically my girlfriend and who I am hoping I get to see in person to cuckold the hell out of him with.

I have had so much fun, recently, taking bits of control away from Lizzy. I love to hear her call me ma’am. I love to make her follow my instructions and do things to her body for me. She’s my little pain slut too and I love to hear her whimper. I can’t wait to dig deeper with her, to touch her deepest darkest fantasies.

For now I leave you with these images – I mean how could I not be turned on and want to control that body?
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And damn! She’s just so delicious looking, I can’t wait to get her on her knees, bind her arms behind her, wrap my hand in her long dirty blonde hair and just rub her face in my sloppy wet pussy.
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Today is the day! Mistress Marie and her Slave David will be here this afternoon. Cagedmonkey and I will be spending the evening enjoying dinner and some fantastic company. We are both so excited about growing this real life friendship!

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Looking forward to all the possibilities that the evening brings. We have the opportunity to be who we are, talk about everything in all aspects of our lives and do whatever is comfortable and natural. I’m making sure cagedmonkey is clean and shaved later this afternoon and I would like him to get my pussy looking smooth and sexy. Who knows what might happen and it’s always good to be prepared in case things get naughty, kinky and sexual.

Can’t wait to tell you all about it!

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I know March is supposedly “Ask a Question” month here in the blogosphere but I really didn’t make a big deal about it because we don’t usually get into all those little traditions. However, I DO love questions so maybe this is one I should have gotten into!! Oh well… with all that said, we had a fellow blogger comment the other day to ask a question and I decided with the subject matter that the answer might be better explained in it’s own post. What he is asking is something that I have often thought to write about and explain my view on but I haven’t just yet, now seems like the perfect time. I do encourage any other Dominant ladies, Mistresses, whatever who might read our blog to give an answer as well, feel free to comment!

Here is the comment from DtBHC:

As March is not yet over I thought I would ask a few more questions. I have posed the same questions to other dominant women to gauge their thoughts on this matter as well.

The topic I would like to get an understanding of from you is around the feminisation of your partner. Obviously this can be a fantasy of the male in the relationship and therefore something they desire, but what I was interested in was what do you gain from any such practices that you adopt in your relationship? N on occasions likes to make up my face. This occurred a few times before we started this current dynamic and only once since. It was different when she did it the last time as I was more accepting of what she was doing and hence she enjoyed it more. I still don’t know what she gets out of it.

This is what he is curious to know:

So the sorts of practices I have seen mentioned are like breast growth, wearing panties, being plugged or pegged (fantasy of mine so I get the thrill this brings your partner), removing hair and wearing adornments. So if you wouldn’t mind, could you please share with me what these practices mean to you and the relationship?

As far as the whole feminization (I’ll spell it the American way haha) thing goes, it seems that is something that most people think HAS to be part of a D/s relationship. Personally, I do not think anything HAS to be part of any relationship. I think you do what you enjoy, no matter what it is or whether it makes sense to you or any one else!

Now, as far as feminization in OUR relationship, it is actually something we are not into. We did for a VERY short time play with the whole wear my panties thing but, to be honest, it’s not a turn on and I might even consider it a turn off to see MY husband being feminized. If we are to discuss what I do with some of my other subs, then there are other dynamics at play. I like to get to know my subby boys which means I get to know if they have a thing about humiliation and of course then I can feminize them. If it is something they enjoy and get a thrill from then I am going to go all out doing what I am able to give them what they need. I do know that some women enjoy some parts of feminization, whether thats a completely shaved, smooth body or how pretty her guy looks in panties, it’s just not something I enjoy. This is the same for the breast growth or looking in any way feminine. I like to see my man as a big man. A man that, even though he’s a big strong man, I control and have on my puppet strings.

What this practice ultimately comes down to is control. A man wants to be controlled to the extent that he could even be made to be completely the opposite of what he is. There is a huge aspect of humiliation when a man being treated as a woman or seen as a panty wearing sissy boy. It digs deep into them showing them they are not even worthy of being men. I guess there might even be a little bit of degradation in there as well. Along with this some might go as far as the Forced Bi thing and that’s just another aspect of control.

DtBHC also asked about buttplugs and pegging and I guess in a way the pegging could be seen as sexual feminization – a man being fucked as a woman would be. I’ll spend a little time getting into how I view buttplugs and then pegging.

The use of buttplugs for me is not something I would consider a form of feminization. For me this is another aspect of control. I do not use buttplugs to cause pain, punish or stretch my boys. I use them to control yet another part of their body and to cause frustration because they sit on their already swollen prostate.

Pegging, on the other hand, I don’t know that I would call it feminine, many people have anal sex and is it feminizing for two men when they are having sex? I don’t think so. I think it’s just another way to have sex and not necessarily feminizing. I can see it being used that way, to humiliate and degrade and man by dressing him up as a slutty girl in a pink frilly shirt and a mini skirt, bending him over the side of the bed and fucking him in the ass like the dirty little slut he is… but I don’t feel it HAS to be that way.  I do think having a man that way, who is not normally in that position, and taking him in that way can be just another way to enjoy sex and control… it just so happens a woman doesn’t usually have an actual penis to use on her man so there is a need for a strap-on.

So I apologize to DtBHC, if my answers are a bit vague or maybe not be the full fetish answers he wanted to hear. I play with and do the things that make me feel good and that I enjoy. I also do them for the reasons and, in the way that I enjoy. I dont think there is some rule book that has to be followed and that you have to be one certain way because you do a certain thing.

Thank you for the questions and I certainly encourage more! I do love to get questions (even if it takes me days to answer them!)

Yesterday I started to feel a bit depressed and I couldn’t exactly put a finger on the specific thing that was making me feel down. I do know that it hit me quick and hit me kinda hard. One of the crappy things about being so in tune with my mental state (I’ve got way too many years of therapy to thank for that) is that I FEEL my depression kick in almost immediately. I feel my body change and my thoughts change. Yes, it’s an AWESOME thing that I can now do that because I can get right on top of it and work out the problem before I spiral out of control down into a deep hole. So, I knew something was wrong after cagedmonkey came home and asked “do you think I could get out and maybe sleep more comfortably?” For some reason that really got to me.

When I got up yesterday morning and was texting with CM on his way home from work, I was excited about maybe putting him in the bondage sack and depriving him good sleep and just tormenting him all day. It was exciting to think about all the things I wanted to do to tease him and drive him crazy. After all, I had spent the night before sending him pics and video of me getting off with my wand. It really seemed to drive him nuts.
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After he got home and asked me to get out in such a non-urgent way it just gave me this feeling that he wasn’t even horny. I felt like he wasn’t aching to get out and that all the teasing and stuff I’d been doing wasn’t frustrating him at all. I LOVE to see his frustration, to hear him beg, to know that what I’m doing is making him bonkers. I mentioned to him that I thought he should unlock and masturbate because he didnt seem all that submissive to me. I felt like maybe he was just bored and done playing my game. This apparently confused him because in his mind he was feeling very submissive – I just wasnt seeing it outwardly. This is where the wonderful communication in a relationship comes in.

Our conversation was through text messages because of the kids, it went like this:

CM: I’m sorry you feel as though my desire to be dominated is gone…. I don’t know what is causing these thoughts, but it’s not true…. I love being controlled by you, being kept by you, being yours and only yours all day every day…. Is it possible that you are questioning your own level of passion for this? Could it be that you are projecting – instead of me not being as submissive as you like, in fact you are not being as dominant as you want to be? Not trying to blame you, I promise, just trying to figure out what the deal is.

LM: I don’t feel like I have any loss of passion… At the moment I don’t feel submission and maybe it is my fault maybe I’m not being dominant enough, maybe I’m not intense enough… I’m just feeling inadequate.

CM: I don’t feel that’s true. I’m enjoying everything about us.
Would you like me to stop “asking out”? Is that me taking too much power from you?

LM: I don’t know what I want… I want to feel like you NEED desperately to be out and that’s why your asking and not feel like it’s a “hey yeah, I was thinking I could sleep comfortably” thing… Maybe what I need is to keep you locked up a little extended and tease you to tears. Maybe it was just that whole situation made it feel weird… Maybe I need to hear some me and you fantasies too. Not stockade, fucking machine, girlie play partner, abandonment fantasies but you and me fantasies from you. To feel like there is still this dynamic in your mind between us and that all that other stuff isn’t necessary. I dunno, I guess sometimes I feel like I’m competing with the bigger fantasies and maybe I won’t live up to those.

CM: I don’t “fantasize” about us too much because it’s already real and I love it! Maybe I’ve gotten too much into the “don’t expect anything” mentality, but I haven’t shared too much only because I don’t want to push you or affect you, etc… I was really hoping you’d follow through with your “sleep sack” idea today. It’s been a while since you’ve done any full bondage/teasing type stuff…. I didn’t want to push too hard and mention it/ask for it because that’s not what I do anymore. We’ve had a lot of “starter” moments lately – like the other day when you were stimulating pegging me on the bed, etc – but not a lot of times where we’ve actually played together. I figured you were getting back into it on your own pace, so I didn’t want to pressure you.

LM: I guess I at least want to know that you think about and desire things between us… it’s not about asking because I like that you don’t ask or push me or annoy me to do things… but telling me “oh I was thinking, last night, about that time when you tied me to the bed….” or “I dreamed about us laying together and I realized you had tied me down and you were masturbating next to me and I couldn’t move to help or touch you or even look at you” etc. Knowing that you think about me sexually, that you remember those times makes me want to recreate them or do something similar… it let’s me know that I did something good and you liked it and you want it again. It’s not you asking when you are reminiscing – even if you wrote about it on the blog – how “that one time” felt, how you loved it, what you loved, that you’d love it again… stuff like that. Being “caught up” in something we did – not obsessing but the “wow, ugh, awesomeness, frustration” and reminiscing – that’s a good word to describe it… not getting stuck in a moment or on something we did but being caught up in it just enough to show me “fuck that was awesome can we do it again?”

CM: I will try harder to find that “middle ground.”

LM: Btw we’ve had those moments but then the playtime is lost and, today… I just felt blah after this morning and my oomph for the sleep sack drifted quickly and I had this why bother feeling… like it wouldn’t matter if I did because I’m not good enough anyway.

CM: I’m sorry I haven’t been giving you what you need.

LM: I don’t think it’s that YOU haven’t been giving me what I need… I just think I’m figuring it out, right now, talking to you… that sometimes (obviously not all the time!) I need to know what I’m doing is good and appreciated and wanted and desired. Maybe I’m completely wrong and I just suck.

CM: You don’t suck, I wish you sucked more, tbh 😉
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Ok, ok you can see where that conversation led after that. Having that conversation actually catapulted us into an extremely frustratingly horny day. I was sopping wet all day while we were sexting and sneaking playful moments here and there when the kids were busy. It was wonderful to talk about all the naughty, playful, kinky things we do again. I’ve missed hearing how tight his cage feels or how what I’m doing is effecting him. I think we got to a point where it just felt so normal to horny all the time and he must have figured I knew he was horny, so why tell me. Well… telling me fuels me, keeps me going and makes me eager to push the intensity level. I really am just figuring this out and I’m so happy that my marriage is in a different place now. Two years ago, we’d never mention sex, let alone have a conversation about anything that was bothering one of us. We would hold on to it and let it build resentment – it was how we coped with the fear. This is SO much better and I love being in this place with my husband. I love him and where we are emotionally, spiritually and sexually.

You know, I always say how I really can’t stand punishments and discipline. I say how I’d rather just have someone fucking behave themselves and do as they say they are going to do. It just makes things that much easier.

Anyway… It’s been a few days now that cagedmonkey has had to deal with my punishment from his falling asleep on me the other day. It’s also been a few days that *I’ve* had to deal with it. Quite frankly, in bored to bits with this shit already. I really truly need to come up with much more acute, direct, strong corrections that do not last more than a day. I’m so bored with having to decide which plug to stuff his ass with or having to stuff whatever I want in him to punish him. It’s just really no fun anymore. It was sure fun to think about when coming up with the idea but it has quickly lost its power.

So, this might be some big “no, no” in the D/s world but fuck that, I’m in charge and if I say I’m done with a punishment (or part of it as it is) then so be it. Am I being soft? No, I don’t think so, because it’s not like he’s whining and begging me to not punish him anymore. It’s my choice to do this. So I’ve decided that I’m letting go of the whole butt plug and ass violating thing. He will, however, continue to be in his cage for as long as I want without a break and continue wearing his collar every night.

I really am going to have to come up with some fantastic, though short, corrections instead of these long intense ones… that ultimately become too fucking long, boring and annoying to me.

With that said… I’m off to shop for a new paddle, any suggestions?

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Right now, I have cagedmonkey’s wrists and ankles cuffed and he’s restrained to the bed. I know he’s been craving a total loss of control and we didn’t get much if it on our weekend. I know he wants to feel controlled and used however I want. He is craving a bit of that subspace which I haven’t been able to take him to in awhile. So today I decided to show him just how not in control he is by restraining him to the bed, blindfolding him, plugging his ass, torturing his nipples and doing anything else I find entertaining at the time. Once he’s restrained like that he’s at my mercy. I decide if he will sleep, or be forced to stay awake with whatever I’m tormenting him with. There is nothing he can do about it.

He’s at a spot in his horny level where his parts are sensitive, which means his nipples are perfect for teasing and torturing. At the moment I’m not overloading him with things, I put the Arenos in his ass, pressing in his prostate, likely causing some major drippage from his overfilled aching balls. I plan to head back in shortly to attach the nipple clamps to his sensitive nipples. I’m not planning it out by time, just whatever feels right. I will likely unlock him as well so that while I have him in such a vulnerable position I can tease and torture his cock. I can ride his cock and face and enjoy myself during all of this too. So much fun using him to cum all over and forcing him to lay there covered in my juices and my scent, it must be heaven for him.

I love increasing my intensity levels as his horniness increases. It only makes his denial that much more fun. Having him this way in the bedroom, ready to use as my toy is such an arousing thing. I’m sitting here with wet panties knowing that he’s on his way to a deeper, more submissive place than he has been in awhile.

He has no idea when I’ll be back or what I’ll be doing. I left room simply saying, “enjoy darling, try to rest, I’ll be back soon.” I feel like the luckiest woman in the world that I have a man to love me and be mine in every way. A man that needs the intensity that I have to offer. A man that can handle what I give him.

***Update: I just had to come update and share this pic, damn he’s sexy and I love hearing him moan when I give that chain a pull or reclamp them!
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I was a little disappointed with how our lost weekend went. I was really looking forward to having every aspect of my life controlled by ML (at least, what was possible, due to child interruptions). Work stuff doesn’t usually affect me at home, as I’m usually good with “leaving it at the office,” but this ended up being a particularly bad day.

One thing I will say is that the bits of control that we were able to do really comforted me and calmed me down. It wasn’t so much a sexual thing because my horny had been ruined by “dude’s bleeding to death” as ML put it. I can’t even really describe it all that well. Wearing the collar, serving My Lady, and following her instructions… it all just made me feel at peace.

I think it’s because that’s who I really am at heart. I really was made to be ML’s subby hubby, and nothing makes me feel better than filling that role. When I’m submitting to her, I feel like I’m doing exactly what I’m supposed to be doing. And although it might not fix everything about a bad day, it will always be that bright spot in my life that I can turn to.

I’m sure everyone knows what it’s like to have a bad day at work. Where it seems like everything is going wrong and whatever decision you make is the wrong decision. Well that’s exactly what happened Friday night while hubby was at work. It was a particularly stressful night with dude’s bleeding out in the operating room and being short staffed and people getting pissy and taking out their frustrations on each other. At about 4am Friday night (Saturday morning) I was woken up by about 16 text messages from hubby needing to talk. I spent about an hour and a half texting back and forth letting him get out his feelings and frustrations in a healthy, safe way. I validated him and it seemed to help get him through the last couple of hours.

I knew exactly how he was feeling and that he was going through one of those “I’m not good enough, I can’t do anything right, why bother,” type of things which I’m all too familiar with. This started to make me very worried about our full submission weekend that was supposed to be beginning when he arrived home at 7:30am. I started wondering if we should give up on the whole idea because I had this fear of triggering him into a downward spiral. I was fearful that if I corrected him or was unhappy with his behavior, and wanted to spank or punish him, that he would take it very badly and spin off into a deeper self confidence low.

Saturday morning, he got home and I pretty much sent him right off to bed. Once I woke him in the afternoon we had a few hours with the kids before we could really get into our full submission. However, we did do as much as we could in front of the kids. He would ask to do things quietly or give me a certain look and I knew what he was “saying.” It was coded simple stuff in front of the kids like:

Him: Do you need me to do anything before I go to the bathroom.
Me: Actually, I’d like you to take that load of laundry down and switch them, then you may.
Him: yes ma’am

Little stuff like that the kids hardly notice especially when we don’t make a big deal out of it.

Later in the evening when the kids were off to bed, the submission was much more intense. I absolutely loved hearing him whimper when I would kiss him but not allow him to touch me or kiss me back for a bit. At one point I remember grabbing him by the steel collar and pulling him to his knees in front of me where I was sitting on the couch. I demanded he eat my pussy and make me cum. There were times, too, where I would use his hands on myself while reminding him he wasn’t allowed to touch or help me in any way. He begged to kiss me while I moved his hand and covered his fingers with my juices. I whispered, “no” and kissed him, shoving my tongue deep in his mouth. As I started to cum on his fingers, I told him “kiss me, now!”

It ended up being quite hot and very frustrating for him as I controlled him the entire night and reminded him over and over, “I don’t remember you asking to do that.” It was a very nice night and I loved going to bed with him wearing only his steel collar and Jail Bird. We did wake up before the kids and I decided to take off the collar so we didn’t have to explain it to them. We thought about just telling them it was a necklace but our kids would have bugged out all day, obsessing.

Sunday morning we got up, I laid out the clothes hubby was to wear to church and we started our day. I though about what a great night we had a thought we had gotten passed the whole emotional night from Friday but that ended up not being the case. Sunday was a very rough day and the self confidence spiral began in the morning and lasted all day long. It effected me to the point of visible anger. I quit talking to cagedmonkey for a time because I was afraid I didn’t have anything nice to say.

Later last night he did apologize for his behavior but there really was no full submission at all on Sunday because he was a bit sensitive to things. It was much easier to leave it be. We did have a very nice night together last night once the kids went to bed. I unlocked his cage and let him have control of his dick for a little while. I think that helped him a bit. Once it got late I took him to the bedroom and had my way with him, using his body, cumming as much as I wanted while he continues to be denied.

This weekend, I will be giving My Lady the perfect present for Valentine’s Day – I will be giving her complete control over me.

ML and I have been finding our way back into our D/s lifestyle pretty well, but we both feel that a nice intense jolt will get us back into form.

This weekend, I will be submitting fully to My Lady in every way. Everything from my movements around the house to the sexual sensations I experience will be controlled by my wife. Here are the rules I will be expected to follow:

1. I will be required to ask permission for any of the following behaviors – waking up, going to sleep, eating and/or drinking, using the bathroom, or leaving the room (which will require a kiss as “payment”). I will also be required to ask ML if she has a preference as to where I sit or stand.

2. I will only touch My Lady when and if she allows me to.

3. I will be wearing my collar the entire weekend, it will be locked on 24/7 for the entire time of my total submission.

4. I must service ML sexually by any means she deems necessary, as well as enduring whatever sexual torments she desires to put me through.

I’m already excited about this weekend, and I’m looking forward to seeing just how far she goes with the concept of total submission.

Life is pretty great these days and things are really falling back into place in the whole “pleasing the wife/keyholder” department. A few days ago my cycle ended and I was all cleaned up and ready to use cagedmonkey for my pleasure. That was a pretty fantastic night too. I realized we didn’t write about that! We spent some quality time with hubby in his new steel locking collar which I’d gotten him for our anniversary but he hadn’t worn until the other night.

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Good Lord is he ever so sexy in that collar. It’s just a beautiful, shiny, sleek outward representation of my ownership of him. I mean I have steel locked on his cock but it’s hidden in his pants most of the time. The steel collar really is just something else all together and it gets me deep in the pit of my stomach. I could barely talk after putting it on him, just looking at him I was overtaken by how damn sexy he was and kept choking on my own words when trying to talk.

At one point he was kneeling in front of me on the couch with his face buried in my pussy. Licking my pussy from bottom to top, slurping up my juices and flicking my clit with his tongue and sucking on it as if he was giving me a little girlie blow job. It felt so fucking good to feel him between my legs like that after what felt like forever. I grabbed the back of his head and pushed him down and hard, shoving his tongue into my horny hole right as I was cumming. “I love fucking your face and cumming right in your mouth,” I told him as my pussy squeezed around his tongue gushing more of my warm wetness into his mouth.

I pushed him back on the floor and straddled his unlocked raging hard cock. It stretched me and hurt just a little, in a good way, because my pussy was so tight from what little use it’s had over the past few weeks. Not to mention just cumming seconds before. I road his cock hard and fast practically pounding him into the floor. I opened my eyes and looked at him, I saw the collar around his neck and took a deep breath. Very fluently I slid my left hand up his chest, over his shoulder and reached around the back of his neck and I could feel the cool steel of the collar. I wrapped my hand around it and could see as it got a lot more snug around his neck. That instantly turned me on as I practically had a handle while riding his cock. I continued riding him, pounding hard down on his cock, slamming it deep in my pussy. I loved seeing him looking at me so helpless as I held him in place by the steel collar on his neck.

By the time I rolled off his cock I’d cum 3 times and had rug burns on my knees. So fucking hot taking him like that. I love feeling his big thick cock filling up my pussy and pleasing me as he is denied his own pleasure. I really do love that I can use him and get off as much as I want while teasing and denying him. I love feeling his devotion for me and my control over him. I love knowing that this is something we do for each other because it’s what we both want and enjoy. He is my good boy. My locked up, teased, denied, obedient, amazing good boy and I love him with everything I am.