legneloh
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Munich; November 2010
Dedicated to my lovely, attractive, unpredictable, dominant and marvelous wife,
After years of not knowing of what I exactly want, there was a time, when I confessed my wife that I would like to be dominated by her. The thought of being her husband when family is around and being her slave when there is just the two of us, drove me into a state, which made me addicted to her.
Of course, in normal life, I could not imagine a better wife, partner, lady and friend than her. I love her for being all that to me. And these roles would be reamister enough for any normal thinking husband to lead a happy and fulfilled life with her. But when I thought of my wife, being dominant, I “submerged” into subspace, my life was upside down and I could not get enough of that.
One day, when the kids were in bed, she called me to sit on the floor in front of the couch, she was sitting on. She looked into my eyes with that cold and cruel look, which makes me love her even more and ask me: “Do you remember that you gave up all your rights? And do you remember that you gave ME all rights, to do what I want? That time, I warned you that imagination and reality are two different things. I told you to be careful what you wish for, right hubby? But you were so sure that you want that life that you kept reminding me of my role and your role in our marriage.”
“So, now I do grow more and more into that dominant role and I can say that I like it more and more. But yet, I wanna ask you a last time: are you sure you want to be my husband / slave, who has to serve his GODDESS, who has to accept my wishes and orders?”
I did not hesitate to confirm that one more time to my gorgeous wife. The point of no return has been long time ago, when I confessed to her all my desires.
“Ok”, she said, “you did not want to listen. Tomorrow will be your first offense as my husband / slave”. By that she continued watching TV. I had to clean the kitchen and I noticed that she sent and received some SMS that evening.
Next morning, it was a Saturday, we woke up as usual. But I had a very strange feeling in my stomach and an exiting one below the waist line. My GODDESS had kept me dry since a few weeks and the thought of her talk last night gave me an instant hard on.
I was instructed by her to do various house cleanings. Almost casually, she told me that she will send our kids to her parents after lunch. She would fetch them in the evening.
When she came back from there, she put a bunch of ropes on the kitchen counter and instructed me to put them in the store room. After I did, she ordered me to put a foam mattress on the floor of the store room. When I asked her what that is for, I just earned a slap in my face. “When we are alone, you are just a slave to me. You have no permission to ask anything. You are worth nothing, you are a loser who craves to lick the dirt from my feet, a part of me, normal men would not even look at”.
“Go into the store room, tie your knees and ankles together, make sure it is tight. Then kneel and wait for me, facing the wall.”
I did as I was instructed, knelt down, facing the wall side and waited for my GODDESS. After a couple of minutes she came in. “Your hands behind you back; I want to make sure you can NOT touch yourself”. She tied my hands behind my back and I noticed that she did not tie them extremely tight. She checked if still one finger can go under the bonds. A clear sign that she was planning to keep me here for a longer period of time; to make sure, red can still circulate in my hands. After that she started jerking my cock until it was rock hard. Then she whispered into my ear: “I will welcome an old friend now, someone who was always keen to fuck me. We will do it in our bedroom and my husband / slave will listen to me, screaming in pleasure. There is nothing you can do about it. Unless you want to free yourself and come over, ha ha ha; so you will be my cuckold from now on. Learn to get used to it.”. By that she started taping my fingers together with scotch tape so that any attempt to free myself would be in vain. After that she switched off the light and closed the store room door and locked it by turning the key twice. Shortly later, I heard the security guards, calling because of a visitor arriving and then I heard a male voice talking to my wife.
I do not know how long I have been laying there until I heard my wife laughing, talking and later screaming in pleasure. He must have fucked her for at least 1 hour. After I hear my wife screaming while having an orgasm, it became quiet for a while. Then the door to my primister was opened. My gorgeous wife came in: “How is my slave doing, enjoying being locked away? Ohh, his pathetic cock became that small? Are you not enjoying being tied up by your wife? I thought you wanted that, ha ha. I have warned you several time to be careful what you wish for. Now you got it and as you can see: I pull it through without hesitating”. By that she jerked my cock again until it was large and rock hard again.
“We will go through a second round, let’s see what good lover he is. While we do it again, you will taste and sniff my old socks, which I never washed so far”. She stuffed one of those socks into my mouth and placed the other one under my nose and secured the whole thing with a tape. “You will be a good slave and smell my socks. Keep thinking of my gorgeous feet, it will make the time pass faster, he he.”
Again, I was left in the darkness and could hear my wife enjoying herself.. I do not know how long I have been there, but I was happy to hear that her guest was leaving. After that, she came in, removed my ties around my wrists and said: “in 5 minutes I expect you in our bedroom. Freshen up first. Then you will be an obedient slave and give your Goddess some chill out licking. If you do your job well, I may allow you in the near future to come. Depends on my mood”.
After I managed to untie my feet and knee bondage, I hurried to the bathroom to freshen up and then to serve my wife. She was still very exhausted from the intense fucking with her old friend. She demanded me to start quickly: “Be a good slave and lick your wife slowly, so that I can easily chill out”. Surprisingly, she came again after my intense licking. In between she kept playing with her feet on my cock: “Today, I will not allow you to touch or kiss my feet, although they are quite salty, exactly the way, my slave wants them. You must do more to earn that”.
“I have more events like that in mind. Next time, he will bring his friend and they will gang bang me. You will be there and hold your cock around for me to chew on, while the guys fuck the hell out of me. We will plan that next time, my slave.”
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