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After he’d shaved her cunt, being oh-so-careful with the razor on her tender nether lips, he’d squirted plenty of baby oil over her sex until it glistened, having seen someone do that on a porn site. He liked the way it looked, all pink and shiny with oil, and so he’d left it that way when he helped her back onto the bed and chained her down.
His research was going well. He was looking for guidance in this new lifestyle he’d chosen for them, but hadn’t expected to find such a wealth of information. There were literally dozens of websites devoted to offering guidance and support to men and women interested in developing a relationship where the man is fully in charge and the woman knows her place. There were lots of useful, practical tips to create the correct environment, like making sure there was a specific punishment spot where a disobedient wife could contemplate the errors of her ways. James had decided on the bedroom closet. He’d added a sliding bolt to the outside of the door so he could lock Kelsey inside when she misbehaved.
“Listen to this from this blog.” He read aloud, “I am usually a good wife. I get my share of beatings, but they are always deserved, and I learn from them and try harder. Obedience is something my husband insists on and I am mostly good at it. Then came the day I decided to blow off the housework and grocery shopping to spend the day at the movies with a girlfriend.
“When I got home, my husband was waiting with his belt in his hands, a frown on his handsome face. ‘Why are there dishes in the sink?’ he asked in that deep, quiet voice of his.
“I began to tremble. ‘I—I went to the movies with Susan. I didn’t realize I’d be so late.’
“’And where is dinner?’ My husband glared at the greasy bag of takeout food I held in my hand. ‘Don’t tell me that’s dinner, after I worked hard all day to make money to take care of you.’
“I swallowed hard and nodded, a tear rolling down my cheek. My husband pointed to the floor at his feet and I knew what to do. I quickly pulled off my blouse and skirt, glad at least I had on my sexy underwear and matching bra underneath. Since we’ve adopted this lifestyle, I threw out all my cotton undies and only wear silk and lace for my Sir.
“’All of it,’ he said sternly, waiting while I peeled off my underwear and removed my bra. ‘Punishment position, ass up,’ he ordered.
“I knelt hurriedly at his feet, my hands stretched out on the cold marble floor of our foyer, ass offered for his belt. He hit me hard, each stroke stinging like crazy as the slapping sound echoed off the walls. I was crying by the time he was done. He let me turn around and kiss his shoes and then he pulled me up into his arms and kissed away the tears.
“I begged him to let me worship his cock before I went to cook him a proper dinner. He pulled open his pants, pushed me to my knees, and let me suck his beautiful cock and balls. He didn’t allow me to swallow, though, because only good girls get to swallow their Sir’s cum. Instead he spurted on my face and breasts. I had to leave it there to dry while I cooked dinner, and while we ate, as a reminder of my sins.”
As he read the woman’s testimonial to Kelsey, James’ cock got so hard it started leaking fluid from the tip. He’d had no idea there were so many people actually living this kind of lifestyle. And yes, this was what he wanted—not some Master/slave kink fest with black leather and red walls, but a husband/wife relationship based on man’s natural dominance and woman’s natural submission. A lifetime of behaving politically correctly and mouthing all the right words about women’s rights and liberation had fallen by the wayside the night he’d thrown Kelsey into his car. The real James Bennett had emerged, strong and powerful and ready to take his due.
He bookmarked the page and stood, closing the lid of the laptop. He turned to the lovely, naked girl chained on his bed. He wanted to fuck her, but first he wanted to play with her naked little cunt.
He had laid their small collection of sex toys on the shelf built into the wall on the side of the bed. He sat beside Kelsey and reached across her for her vibrator. Her cunt was still glistening with baby oil, so he decided to dispense with additional lubricant. “Spread your legs wider,” he ordered, smacking lightly at her thigh. He eased the phallus into her tight cunt, excited by her little cries and gasps.
