Was hoping that this thread was going to be hugely interesting and insightful, but it's been sadly disappointing, to me anyway. (Also not sure we ever got an explanation as to how the OP's 'beloved husband' 🙄was 'holding' her while she sat on the floor on her cushion. Was he holding her with his knees?)
I can see how for a little while the rituals that the OP describes might spice a relationship up, and be exciting and fun for a bit if you're into that kind of thing, but kneeling to your 'big D' (lol) every day? Every single freaking day? Sitting on the floor every day? Pretending that you find 'joy' in doing the washing up every day?
I've played around with the D/s dynamic myself quite a lot, so am coming to this from a position of some experience. As it turned out, none of my exes and I were ever able to switch the Ds up from the bedroom to outside the bedroom. I'd read a lot about TPE (Total Power Exchange) but that was never going to work for me. A former partner and I tried out a D/s scenario once, where he had some control over my day to day life with my full consent, outside the bedroom. It lasted for all of about, ooooh, one and a half days? This was my experience:
I would never in a million years give another person control over my finances, no matter how much I loved and trusted him, no matter how long we were together. The very thought makes me shudder.
It wasn't possible for my partner to control anything to do with my work life. What was he going to say, 'No, I forbid you to go to that 9am meeting your boss has said you have to attend?' If I said 'Can I go to the meeting?', he could only tell me that yes, I could, so what's the point in asking?
He got massively bored and impatient really, really quickly when I asked him for permission to do stuff. So did I. He was super busy at work and didn't have time to take calls every five minutes for me to ask 'Can I make another coffee? Can I buy some jeans? Can I go for a walk? Can I have a pee? Can I buy a Waitrose sandwich for lunch? Can I can I can I?' I genuinely have no idea how couples with busy lives can possibly ever make this work. It was hilariously awful for both of us and didn't even last half a day. How the OP's husband can tolerate her calling him every time she wants to ask 'Can I spend £5.50 on such and such?' is beyond me.
We messed around with him choosing what I would wear, but the thing was, I know what kind of clothes suit me and look good on me, and he agreed, and he wouldn't have ordered me to wear clothes that were too tight or uncomfortable or too 'sexy' for office wear or unflattering on me or, god forbid, too young for me. In the end it was just him 'choosing' an outfit for me that I'd have worn anyway, one outfit out of other very similar outfits in my wardrobe. What's the point?
Ditto ordering food for me in a restaurant. He'd never have ordered something that I couldn't eat because of dietary restrictions, and he also wouldn't have ordered something I hated the taste of. So again, it was him 'choosing' something I'd have chosen myself anyway. What's the point?
The household chores have to be done regularly, so what's the point of him telling me to do the washing up or the laundry or the vacuuming? One of us would have to do it anyway. And I excluded all this from the D/s thing, because being told to do traditional 'women's work' by a man would make me angry and resentful. It's the least sexy thing I could possibly imagine.
It really, really did not work for me. I suppose if the OP and her 'D type' (cringe!) can make it work for so long, I mean, kudos, I guess? But having read the thread I still don't really know.