"I tell people what to do every day. When I come home and I am away from the office, I hate making decisions or being the boss. That is why I leave all the decisions for our home, sex, marriage, and personal life, up to my gorgeous wife, Eve." Jake sipped some water and continued. "Most men, like myself, feel awkward with what is expected from them in the beginning. When you begin this journey with your wife, not to mention her lovers, you want to please your wife and her lovers."
I had awakened from my nap a few hours later to find that I was tied up to our bed! “Lucy!” I yelled out. “Lucy!” I waited for her to come inside the room, but nothing. “Lucy! Where are you?!” She had tied me really good to our bedposts. My ankles and wrists were tightly secured with silk ropes. I pulled my wrists and ankles and nothing. I was bound and I soon realized that I wasn't going anywhere.
I parked the car in the airport parking lot and walked to the baggage claim and waited for Irene to come down the escalator. Then my jaw dropped. Someone who resembled my wife began to descend the escalator with all eyes on her. A woman with fiery red hair cut into a short shoulder length bob with bangs, dressed in a short red mini dress that was barely covering her ass, wearing red high heels and black sunglasses, graciously floated down to the baggage claim area.
Eve was pleased at the turnout for the Dominant Wives Society's first hands-on meeting. The six couples, all the females being her friends as well as dominatrixes. All of them had brought their husbands. It was a better turnout than Eve had hoped and expected. Eve began to speak, "Thank you everyone for coming tonight. Tonight I am going to teach you how to turn your husbands into cuckold husbands."
"Candy Kross has several other aliases on here"
"Well, to be honest with you, I have never done this sort of thing before. You know, bring home a law student after a lecture. But, the way you look at me and undress me with your eyes. I want to… I want to… I want to do so many things to you." Victoria said. I felt myself become even more excited. The very idea of this sexy, intelligent, hot woman wanting to do things to me, even though I had no idea of what those things could possibly be. I heard myself blurt out hopefully, "Do you want to do sexual things to me?"
Yes, she was a gold digger. She was a stunning statuesque blonde, standing at 5'10" with long legs that wouldn't quit. This attracted many men to her, but the one who had the most money was the one who won her. Nicholas stood 6'4", but was very skinny and lanky. He had more brains than brawn. But, that didn't matter to Samantha. His bank account was fat from the earnings of the development company that he had inherited from his father. It was a multi-million dollar company that immediately attracted Samantha to Nicholas....
Nancy has a friend who is a hypnotist and performs several times a week at one of the local nightclubs. She came up with a plan to humiliate her husband… in public. She called her friend, the hypnotist, Paul was his name, and told him of her plan and that she and her husband would be attending his next show. Paul agreed to the plan she had told him.
"You see ladies, once you have properly trained your husband, he will completely be submissive. Your cuckold husband will submit to all your needs and tend to all your cravings sexually. You can also train him to take care of all the boring chores in your life, which allows you to focus on the more important things in life. Like sleeping long hours, taking long baths, going to the spa, long massages. The list goes on." Eve grinned as she spoke too the ladies in the room.
Susan put the laptop down in front of Brenda and Kelly. She began showing them her slideshow of the photos of the night before. Susan had Photo shopped them a little, but they still looked very real and legitimate. The girl's jaws dropped and they were horrified at what they saw. "Buuu… but…" Brenda stammered. "Are those us in those pictures?" "Yes. See? I blew some of them up and you can clearly see your faces." Susan smiled. "Kelly, you were delicious by the way."
James was a scientist in a top-secret laboratory. The lab he had built and was working diligently in for years was located in the mountains of Colorado. No one suspected that there was a lab located there and when it was being built, he was very discreet about it. Only a handful of people knew about the lab and no one knew of his experiments he was conducting. Which for James was good, but at this moment, was bad, because he had no one to come and help save him.
I had awakened from my nap a few hours later to find that I was tied up to our bed! "Lucy!" I yelled out. "Lucy!" I waited for her to come inside the room, but nothing. "Lucy! Where are you?!" She had tied me really good to our bedposts. My ankles and wrists were tightly secured with silk ropes. I pulled my wrists and ankles and nothing. I was bound and I soon realized that I wasn't going anywhere.
"Tonight, I am going to dress you up as a woman and you are going to be exactly that, a woman," she said. "But, what if I resist and don't want to?" He said defiantly. "Well, then I will just have to post the video of you wearing women's clothes that I caught on my cell phone last week." She then held up her cell phone and showed him the video. "This will go out on the internet, to friends, co-workers, and family members, then I will file for divorce and take full custody of our son, if you do not do what I say tonight," she said in a commanding and dominant voice.
I raised the paddle once again and landed it across her ass cheeks a second time. Little red circles appeared on her ass cheeks from the holes in the center of the leather paddle. She let out another scream. Then I asked her the million dollar question. One that every Dom knows that no matter how they answer, it's a loaded question. Because if they say no, the outcome is the same as if they had said yes. And if they say yes, then how can we simply deny them what they want?
"What a waste of time"
I had graduated college and wanted to spread my wings and venture out into the world. I had been attending college for four years and needed a refreshing break. I had made a lot of money that I had saved away from being a Dominatrix and decided that it was now time to enjoy it. A friend of mine in the Dominatrix business had told me about Amsterdam and to me it sounded like the perfect place to visit. Little did I know that I would end up living there for two years! I booked a flight to Amsterdam, Holland (The Netherlands). I had no idea what things were in store there for me.
The valet brought Samantha's Jaguar around to the front for them. He accidentally dropped the keys on the ground and without thinking, Samantha ordered Nicholas to pick them up. The valet left. When Nicholas went to pick up the keys, Samantha stepped on his fingers and said, "Stay down there."
Standing in front of me was the statuesque body of a woman with long black wavy hair, blue eyes, legs that wouldn't quit and breasts that were perched upon top of a leather corset. Her waist was cinched and her hips were round. She had an hourglass figure. She had a whip that was round in a circle on a clasp on her corset that dangled. This woman was not here for good. No, she was here to cause pain and torture to me, at any cost. The woman was my wife.
Maggie was an older lady in her fifties who normally looked well kept , but that afternoon, she looked like she was in her sixties. Her eyes were puffy with dark circles under them. This was her second session with me. "Hello Maggie, you look like you haven't slept a wink. Is everything ok?" I asked very concerned. "Oh dear, you can tell, can't you?" She said very shameful and looking down at the floor. "Why don't you talk about what is on your mind." I asked her. "Well, I was up all night and into the early morning. I'm not proud of what I have done."
Last night, after a long day at work, I decided to order a pizza. When the pizza boy arrived, I answered the door in a see-through-white short nightgown. You could easily see me through the white, transparent material. I could tell the pizza boy was getting excited as soon as I opened the door. He was a college-aged kid and I knew at that age, they would do anything. Even though I am in my 40s, I still look great. So, when the pizza delivery guy showed up at my house last night, little did he know he was my target for the night.
Tracy was a young girl in her twenties. She had long legs, nice breasts; not too small, not too big, long brown hair and blue eyes. She was very attractive. I had several sessions with her before and I thought she was making progress. When we sat down for our session that day, she was out of breath as she began talking… “I have been sex-free, as you know for two weeks now. But, last night, I don't know, I was craving sex. Anonymous sex. I lost control of myself and had to have it.” She said with a shameful look on her face.
Karen decided it was time to up the game, she always liked the look of the pool boy and decided she’d flirt with him a bit in front of Tony. The pool boy was not really a boy, in fact he was all man. He was in his late twenties and obviously worked out because he had an amazingly fit and muscular body and he was bronzed from his work, he would always take his top off when working on the pools. Steve, that's the pool boy arrived about 8:30 on the Thursday morning. Karen was watching him and he looked so hot. "That's what a real man looks like Tony, how would you feel if I were to seduce him?"