A Housewife Owned

The Housewife – Owned

Disclaimer: This story is the continuation of a story that contained elements that were less than completely consensual (blackmail). Many things happen in stories, movies, and TV that we all know are wrong but are needed to keep things entertaining, develop the characters, and let us explore things in the safety of our imaginations that we can’t safely explore in real life. This is not an endorsement of said activities. If anyone ever tries to blackmail you, call the police.

Also, thanks to anyone to takes the time to read this monstrosity of a story. I know the length makes for awkward reading on this site. I also realize it could use another draft or two. If I ever throw all the parts together I’ll show it some love. In any case, I hope you enjoy.

Chapter 1

Madison’s eyes lingered on the picture of her – naked, bent over, trapped in what she now knew was called a pillory. The older man had his cock deep inside her. Off to the side were Randy and Tessa, the couple who owned the establishment where the picture was taken.

The thing that her eyes kept returning to over and over was none of those things. No, that would be the look on her face. Her neck was raised so that she was looking straight at the camera, her face a mask of pure ecstasy.

There was no shame to be seen there. There was no fear. There was a strange twinkle in her eye, a look that she just couldn’t find words for. She looked like someone else entirely. Someone more attractive, more interesting, filled with carnal desire.

She had been so lost in the moment, she hadn’t even realized it had been taken. Yet clearly Naomi had captured the moment perfectly. She had an amazing knack for reading people’s emotions and giving them exactly what they needed. It didn’t surprise the young woman she was in the right place at the right time.

Damnit, what was that look on her face? And why was she so drawn to it? Was it pride? She couldn’t put her finger on why, but she looked amazing. Naomi had managed to make her look more sexual than she had ever looked in her life, more than she knew she was capable of. She couldn’t blame the man for wanting the person in that picture. That wasn’t a feeling she was used to.

There was no time to figure it out now. She quickly flipped through the rest of the pictures, trying not to get lost in thought again. She needed to get through her daily ritual before her husband got home. It was going to be a busy evening. If she didn’t get it done now, there probably wouldn’t be another chance.

Her task finished, she put the pictures back in the envelope and returned them to their hiding spot. She then headed downstairs and started dinner. Her husband arrived just as she set it on the table.

She knew she needed to eat quickly. She rushed through her meal, trying to get some calories before she had to rush off. She hadn’t gotten a chance to eat lunch. Luckily she was growing used to that and had managed a snack in between her morning meetings. She had planned for another snack that afternoon but hadn’t found the time.

She didn’t serve her Master every day at lunch. Sometimes work intruded and she couldn’t get away. Some days he was busy, some he knew he would see her later that evening, some she supposed that he was just giving her a break, probably at Namoi’s behest.

She would guess she spent about half of her lunch breaks serving the man. Those tended to go in spurts, however, so she might have to rush over there several days in a row, then not need to for several more. Often her appointments with him were last minute. She suspected that the man enjoyed making it difficult for her to plan her days.

Today had been one of those last-minute days. Her Wednesdays were always busy, and this had been no exception. He had already called for her on Monday and Tuesday. Monday had been a quick fuck, which thankfully had given her time to pick up food on the way back. Tuesday he had taken his time restraining her, teasing her. He had taken so long before finally spanking her ass that she had been late returning and had to work late to make up for it.

She had thought that perhaps today would be one of her days off, but it wasn’t meant to be. She got a text right before her lunch break. “I need you”, was all it said, but that was enough.

She pulled into his garage and stripped naked, as was her ritual. She then knocked on the door — wondering what he had in store for her. As it turned out, all he wanted her to do was clean all the sinks and tubs in the house while he ate lunch and read the newspaper.

She was fairly certain he had called her over so that she would remember who she belonged to. He seemed to think inconveniencing her was a good way to drive that point home, and she couldn’t say he was wrong.

At least she had made it back on time. She wondered what her coworkers thought of her suddenly going out for lunch almost every day. Thus far, no one had asked, but it was only a matter of time.

She finished her dinner as quickly as she could and kissed her husband goodbye. She found herself thankful that the man had taken so well to her new schedule. He didn’t complain about her having so little time for him. He just supported her like he always did.

Her official ongoing story was that she was helping Naomi. Sometimes that was even true. The older woman was a realtor and had somehow managed to escape the large realty firms and work for herself. She was good at what she did. The older couple lived in a very nice house, but Madison knew it was paid for and that the couple could afford more if they wanted it.

Tonight was not going to be a night for helping Naomi with her bookkeeping however, that would come on Friday. Nor was it an evening she would serve her Master. She already knew she would be with him from 7:00-10:00 pm on Thursday, then again most of Saturday and part of Sunday.

No, tonight she was going to Randy and Tessa’s store. She was getting to know the couple well. Her Master had volunteered her to help out there several times already, though usually on a weekend. She did some of their bookkeeping as well. It was odd that so many people seemed to trust her enough to let her see all their finances, but she found herself flattered.

The couple also had her unbox new merchandise and stock the shelves, clean, and even work the register. Once she had even been talked into modeling some of the collars and restraints for a store full of customers. Thankfully, when she was where people could see her, the couple had her wear a mask.

She found that with the anonymity offered by the mask she enjoyed working at the store. She was surprised to find that even the modeling hadn’t bothered her. She genuinely liked the couple, and she enjoyed being of use.

They always referred to her as their “mysterious helper”. Several customers had asked if she was their slave. Madison always deferred to the couple. They always gave coy answers.

Either way, the customers seemed to enjoy seeing her at the store, several asking when she would be back. She found that she enjoyed most of the customers. There were always a few assholes at customer service jobs, and due to the nature of the store, they tended to be more of a handful here. The vast majority of them however were very nice, polite people, even if a few of them did still seem a bit strange to her.

She parked a few blocks from the store like she usually did and entered through the back. She quickly changed into her “work outfit”. That consisted of a sleeveless latex outfit that resembled a thong in her crotch but when fully zipped up would cover her entire torso and even her neck.

Tessa of course enjoyed both seeing and showing off the young woman’s body and had her wear it unzipped down almost to her belly button. This showed off almost half of her breasts. It barely covered her nipples.

Although Madison got tired of the way it rode up her ass, she appreciated the way the tight outfit showed the sides and underside of her breasts, somehow making them look so much more impressive.

Besides the outfit, she wore latex boots a bit above the knee and a spiked collar that made her look far more interesting and adventurous than she was.

The last item was a cheap mask that protected her identity when there were customers around. She put it on and joined the couple in the store.

A bit over three hours later, she hurriedly dressed again and left for home. If she hurried, managed to fall asleep quickly, and slept in a bit, skipping breakfast, she could still manage to get a full 8 hours of sleep. She knew she would need it. The rest of the week wouldn’t be any easier. This was her life now.

Chapter 2

Madison was glad when Saturday rolled around. Her Master didn’t expect her until 9:30. She knew she would spend most of the day there. There was a good chance it would be a late night.

Still, she would get to sleep in. Then she would have no decisions to make the rest of the day. There would also be no rushing around between work, home, and wherever her Master wanted her to be. And finally, even if it was a long night, he only required her on Sunday from 2 pm to 6 pm. That would give her more time to rest and recover and spend some time with her husband.

She would savor the next two days. If the last few months had taught her anything, it was that being this man’s slave was far less scary than she had anticipated, but much more work than she had ever dreamed of.

Saturday passed much as it had in the past. It started slowly. He restrained her (this time on a sawhorse-like contraption), and gave her time to think about her predicament. Then came some spanking. Finally, the man emptied his balls into her.

He was starting to be predictable, which made this all start to feel like a routine. She was surprised to find that this feeling of normalcy didn’t make her enjoy it any less. She was growing used to her role. Instead of that making it boring, it made it feel comfortable.

The one time her Master had been busy all week she had found that she missed him. She had missed feeling his hands on her body, his cock filling her pussy.

He had of course keep her busy during his time away. She spent a lot of time at Tessa and Randy’s shop that week. She had been far from bored, but she had felt that something was missing. She spent the week longing for him to once again have time for her.

Sunday found Madison sleeping in. Her husband made breakfast when she woke up. The two spent the day on housework until about 1:30. Then she kissed him goodbye and jogged over to Bill and Naomi’s house.

The fact that he knew where she was going made her life a lot easier, as did the fact that her husband was so fond of Naomi. He never seemed to mind the amount of time she spent over there.

Plus, she didn’t have to drive to hide where she was going, giving her the luxury on days like today of getting in a run, even if it was a short one.

Her Master had ordered that she continue taking care of her body, and she was glad for it. Exercise had always been her escape, her way to relax. She supposed now that being his slave was her escape, but that didn’t make her enjoy exercise any less.

She arrived ten minutes early and took a shower. Once she dried off she walked down to the basement and knelt in front of the man who owned her. It wasn’t a very exciting afternoon. She had her do some weightlifting while he watched her, sometimes distracting her by running his hands over her.

When he was content that she had worked enough, he tied her to the table, leaving one hand free, and had her masturbate in front of him. When she finished he ordered her into her cage and went upstairs.

Shortly afterward Naomi came downstairs. Sometimes, when her Master was feeling generous, he would have Naomi give the young woman her schedule for the week. That didn’t mean those would be the ONLY times he would call on her, but it made her easier to plan her week. Today was one of those days.

“This the next two weeks are going to be a little bit different. I hope you got some rest last night.”

Madison smiled, both in gratitude for her concern, and anticipation of what a change in routine might bring. “I did. I slept like I was dead. Your husband does know how to wear a girl out.”

Naomi laughed. “You have no idea. He knows better than to try to tell me what to do, but just living with him wears me out. He should be grateful that either of us put up with him.”

“Well, some of us don’t have a choice, at least not anymore. But I know what you mean. Still, I’m grateful that the two of you put up with me as well. I swear that sometimes lately it feels like I have always lived like this. I mean, it’s only been, what — four months or so? And I can barely remember my life before you guys.”

“Trust me, we feel the same way about you. Now, for this week, I know you already know this, but you will not under any circumstances touch yourself in a sexual way. I know that you wouldn’t, but he wanted me to reiterate that, as he won’t be using you sexually this week.”

Madison tried to hide her disappointment. “Of course. You have my word. I would never disobey him, at least not on purpose. And I would tell you if I did.”

The older woman patted her on the head. “I know you wouldn’t. Now, for these two weeks, you also won’t let your husband touch you sexually. I know we promised we wouldn’t interfere in your marriage, and we won’t. This is just for a short time, just through the Friday after this one.”

Madison was surprised to find that she didn’t mind. “Ok. I promise. I doubt it would even be an issue. We’re past the honeymoon stage, and you guys keep me so busy that we rarely have time anyway. But if it comes up I’ll make an excuse.”

“Good girl. I know this is pushing it a bit, but he insisted, and I agreed with him on this one. As you said, you won’t have time anyway, so I didn’t think it was too much to ask.”

“Now, you have no days off for the next two weeks, correct?”

“Yes ma’am, that is correct. Will I need to take time off?” She was surprised she offered to so willingly.

“No no, I was just making sure. Now, every day this week and next you will come straight here at lunch. Bill will take you down and put you in this cage. He will release you when it is time to go back. That will be it. He will not speak to you, you will not speak to him — or me if I happen to be there. Do you understand?”

“Yes, I understand. I will do everything I can to be here every day. If something comes up at work, should I text you?”

“Yes, please do. If you can’t make it, don’t stress out about it. I know you wouldn’t lie about being busy, so if you can’t make it no harm done. Honestly, his main concern is having you give him all of your lunch breaks. So if you don’t get one, he will still have them all.”

“There will be no eating or drinking in your cage either, and no eating in the car on the way here or back. I don’t want you starving though, so I highly recommend you pack your desk with snacks.”

“I understand. I will make due. Some days it’s hard to eat, but that’s more when I plan to have a lunch break and he surprises me. I should be able to find a few minutes to scarf something down at some point during the day.”

“That’s our girl. You have a great attitude. Now, let’s talk about after work. Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, then next Monday and Wednesday you will arrive by 7 pm. I will give you an opener for our garage door. We will leave the door from the garage unlocked.”

“You will strip naked, as usual. Your clothes will remain in the car. On the door will be a list of chores for you to do. You will enter our house and perform them all. We may or may not be home. If one of us is home, there will be no talking. Do you understand?”

Madison wasn’t sure what to make of this request. Despite sounding rather boring something about it excited her. “I understand.”

“Good. When you are done with the list, you will leave. If you are done early and have done a good job, you can go. If it is getting late and you still aren’t done, you will stay until you are. I don’t care if it takes all night. Understood?”

“Yes, I understand.” She always tried to do a good job, but she hoped that she wouldn’t end up having to stay past 10:00.

“Good. Now, Tuesday and Thursday you will go work at Tessa and Randy’s store. I think they and their customers are both enjoying having you around. Again, you will arrive at 7:00, bonus points if you can get there early. You can leave at 10:00.”

Madison smiled. “I have to admit, I didn’t think I would enjoy a customer service job, but on the whole, I enjoy my time there. I’ll do my best, for their sakes and my Master’s”.

“I know you will. Now, this weekend…they are doing inventory at the store. As I’m sure you know, it’s not hard, but it is time-consuming. They will still be opened normal hours as well. You will help them any way you can.”

“They expect you at noon on Saturday. You will stay until noon on Sunday. Tell your husband you and I are going to be working long hours this weekend. I will pick you up at about 11:30 Saturday so he will see you leave with me. I will drop you off.”

“You will leave your cell phone with me in case he needs to get a hold of you. Unless it’s an emergency I will take care of responding to him. You will be all theirs until I pick you up on Sunday.”

Madison found herself growing excited. She didn’t know what all this was, but it was certainly different. “Thank you for taking care of that. I’ll be ready when you arrive.”

That earned her another pat. “Good girl. Just remember, until I pick you up, you will obey them like you would obey your Master. And know that I will plan to pick you up at noon on Sunday, but if they need you longer, it might be later.”

“Well, I haven’t pulled an all-nighter in forever. This should be interesting. I bet I will be ready to pass out by the time I get home.”

“If you are a good girl maybe they will let you sleep. Either way, I know you will make us proud, won’t you?”

“I will certainly try. I will try to make myself as useful as I can. Will I be doing the same the weekend after?”

Naomi smiled. “Wouldn’t you like to know? No, you won’t be with them next weekend. Your Master has plans for you, but I’m not at liberty to discuss them just yet.”

“Oh, of course. I know you will tell me when you guys want me to know. I just thought we were going over all this now because it sounded like we wouldn’t be talking for the next two weeks.”

Naomi paused, then laughed. “You know, I’m sure that would have dawned on us at some point. Well, I can tell you that the Friday after next you will be allowed, even encouraged to talk again. Beyond that, I’m not sure what I can say.”

Madison laughed. “I’ll know when I need to. You can always send me a note or a text or something.”

“We’ll do that. Now, let’s get you out of here. Go home, rest. You are going to need it the next few weeks!”

Chapter 3

The week flew by. Madison had worried that the lack of sexual contact might make for a boring week, but she needn’t have. The only time she had all week to stop and think or relax was the time she spent caged at lunch. The rest of the week she was constantly running between home, work, her Master’s, and the store.

She was fortunate to have her husband at home, otherwise, she would have been coming home every night to a mess of a house. She didn’t have time to clean up after dinner, do laundry, or do anything else. She came home and went right to sleep. Then she woke up and started again.

By the time the weekend rolled around, she was exhausted, but something about her week felt satisfying somehow. She wasn’t sure what she enjoyed about it, but she couldn’t deny that she was glad she had another week of this.

She planned to spend some time with her husband Saturday morning, but she ended up sleeping in. She had just enough time to eat and help out a bit by folding some laundry before Naomi arrived to pick her up.

She ran to the door as soon as she heard the bell. She told her husband she loved him and rushed out the door before an awkward conversation could develop and make her husband wonder why she wasn’t talking to her good friend.

When they arrived, Madison found that she was happy to hand Naomi her phone and head into the store. She had no doubt there was hard work in store for her, but at least she finally had 24 hours with nowhere else to be. It felt like a welcome break.

She went inside and put her outfit on, then went to find the couple. Randy took her to the storage room and had her start on the inventory. She spent several hours counting and entering data while the couple worked the front of the store. The monotony of it gave her a chance to finally relax and unwind a bit after what was probably the busiest week she had ever had.

Halfway through the afternoon, she was amused to realize she had never before needed to use the restroom in this outfit before. She had to take it completely off to use the toilet. That was awkward, but she decided that it was a small price to pay for something that made her look so good.

Around 5:00 Tessa came back and brought her something to eat, then stayed and ate with her. Despite her rough edges, Madison found that the more they talked, the more she appreciated the woman. She was genuinely glad to have met Tessa and told her as much. That earned her several propositions for various sex acts. Madison didn’t mind, that was part of what made her so endearing.

After dinner, she spent another hour or two hard at work before Tessa returned and ordered her to strip. She had been naked in front of the woman before, but never without her Master present. Still, she had her orders and wasn’t particularly bothered by the ever-horny lesbian seeing her naked.

What did make her uncomfortable was learning that she would be helping the couple demonstrate some of their wares to customers tonight. Fortunately, she was given a more secure mask that did an even better job of hiding her face. Unfortunately, she was given and a painfully short skirt. It was better than nothing, but she knew that as she moved people would still see all of her.

Before she knew it, Tessa was leading her out of the room on a leash. Instead of leading her out to the store, she led her up the stairs to the room where her Master had taken her in front of the couple. This time, the large open room was full of people. She looked nervously around and tried to count, but lost track at 14. There couldn’t have been many more than that though.

They all stopped talking and looked in her direction. Several of them looked noticeably “hungry” for her.

Tessa wasted no time introducing her. She referred to Madison as her “model” for the evening — a real genuine slave she said. Madison supposed that was true, but she noticed that Tessa hadn’t mentioned whose slave she was. Oh well, that was none of her concern. Let them think whatever they want, as long as they couldn’t identify her it was all good.

Madison spent the next two hours as the center of attention. She stood in the center of the room while Tessa put various collars on her. After that, she moved on to various restraints.

She had thought that her Master had everything kinky thing there was to have, but there were all sorts of things that she had no idea existed before tonight. She found that she particularly enjoyed having her arms trapped behind her back in long arm binders and then being led around the room by her leash.

With her anonymity assured, she found herself enjoying the entire experience. Even when they moved various methods of hog-tying and she knew she was fully on display, she found that she wasn’t embarrassed. It was amazing how far she had come.

Finally, they moved on to spanking implements. Tessa had her bend over a wooden stool and gave her a swat or two on the bottom with various instruments. They all had different sensations. Thankfully Tessa was firm enough to put on a good show, but clearly trying to go easy on her.

The only real pain came when a man in the audience offered to buy one of the leather pads on a long flexible pole if he could try it first. Tessa handed it to the man who hit the poor young woman for everything he was worth. The shock of it almost made her fall off the stool.

Most of the audience seemed to think the man had gone too far, but several laughed. There were several offers to make purchases if they could try them out on Madison, but Tessa laughed and said that the earlier man had ruined it for everyone. That didn’t seem to make him popular with the group.

Eventually, all the customers returned downstairs to make their purchases. Tessa apologized for the man’s behavior, but said she was turned on by the bruise that she could already tell was developing.

She offered to put some lotion on it. After some debate with herself, the pain and the thought it might help it heal quicker (ideally before she had to explain it) made her decide to let her. To her surprise, the woman was nothing but professional about it.

Once everyone had completed their purchases and made their way out, the couple closed the store. Madison helped them clean up and get ready for the next day.

Once they were done, the couple went upstairs and brought down an air mattress and a pillow. They put them in the backroom for Madison before heading upstairs to go to bed themselves.

Madison was told that she could sleep whenever she wanted. They explained that she wouldn’t be leaving until the inventory was done. When and how she got it done was up to her.

Not knowing what time she would be woken up, and having about a full workday of work remaining, Madison opted to work a bit more. She ended up working until about 3:00 am before finally deciding to turn in due to sheer exhaustion.

She hoped to get up about 7 am and get back to work. If she did and she hurried she would still be done by noon. She would regret the lack of sleep later in the day, and probably into the next day, but she didn’t want to explain being several hours late. She had learned to love her new role, but she still hated lying to her husband.

Without her phone, she had no way to set an alarm. She wasted another 20 minutes looking for some way to wake herself up before finally giving up.

Fortunately, she fell asleep almost instantly.

Unfortunately, she didn’t wake up until the couple came downstairs at about 9:30. She knew she had to get to work, but first, she needed to use the restroom. That took longer than it should have due to the outfit.

When she came out the couple had brought her some breakfast. She scarfed it down as quickly as possible so she could get to work.

When noon rolled around she found herself growing frustrated, but the only thing that accomplished was making the work harder. She tried to will herself to be calm and concentrate on what was in front of her. There was nothing she could do about being late now, and she knew Naomi would make a good excuse for her.

She finished up a bit after 3 pm. The couple called Naomi to come pick Madison up. They explained that Naomi was in the middle of something and that it would take her about half an hour to get there. Between Naomi’s delay and the ride home and it would be 4 pm or after when she got home. Oh well, it was what it was.

Madison spent her remaining time talking to the couple. They explained that she was to continue not speaking to her Master and Naomi, but that they had instructions for her. She could use any excuse she wanted, but she was to invite Naomi and her husband over for dinner this coming Friday.

She found the thought of her Master coming to her home and meeting her husband terrifying. She felt those familiar feelings of guilt starting to return, but with them came that excited, anxious tingle that she had felt those first few weeks.

Tessa naturally found the idea exciting and wished she could be there. Randy was more understanding, realizing how stressful, and potentially catastrophic it could be for her.

The three of them brainstormed while they waited, discussing how Madison might invite her Master and his wife over, what she might fix for dinner, and how she might handle the evening.

Chapter 4

The next week was just as busy as the previous one had been. Madison had no time to herself. She was constantly running between her own home, her Master’s house, work, and Tessa and Randy’s store. For much of the week, time flew by.

Unlike the previous week, time would periodically slow to a crawl.

Doug had jumped at the chance to invite Naomi and her husband over for dinner. Madison wasn’t sure if that was because he was so fond of Naomi, curious about her husband, or that he just wanted to finally be able to spend some time with his wife.

She also had no idea of what her Master had in store for her. They had promised not to ruin her life. And she trusted them completely, didn’t she? She was fairly certain that she did, but she couldn’t shake a general sense of dread.

Not being able to speak to either of them made it that much worse. She knew that they still wouldn’t give their plans away, but she could usually get some general reassurances.

She found that her enforced silence around Noami and her Master made her trips to the store that much more important to her state of mind. Tessa and Randy were both very reassuring, and she found that just talking about it made her feel better.

No one would ever replace Naomi for her, but just knowing that there were other people out there that understood her relationship, accepted it, and let her talk about it was a tremendous blessing. She found herself growing more and more fond of the couple.

By the time Thursday rolled around, her stress level was sky-high. She trusted Naomi, but she knew that even if her Master and his wife kept their word, her husband might still somehow find out what she had been doing. She kept involuntarily picturing him learning her secret, telling everyone she knew, and her life being ruined.

But it wasn’t just that. Even the simple act of fixing dinner for everyone was causing her anxiety. Her lunch breaks in her cage gave her time to think about what to fix. She thought she had a plan, but with her schedule, she hadn’t had time to buy any of the ingredients.

Luckily Tessa had insisted that her “work” for the evening was to accompany her to the grocery store and get everything she needed. She even insisted on paying. She said it was the least they could do for all her hard work. Plus, she added, that way she could be there in spirit, even if she wasn’t invited.

She made Madison promise to share every last detail the next time they were together, and Madison found herself happy to agree. She knew that no matter how it went, she would look forward to their next talk.

Either it would go well and she would get to tell the woman how she had been right to tell Madison not to worry, it would be erotic and exciting and feed into the woman’s lustful sense of humor, or it would go horribly and Madison would need the woman as a sounding board.

When they made it back from the store they put her refrigerated groceries away in the couple’s apartment above the store. They then went out to relieve Randy, who had manned the store alone to give them a chance to run their errands.

He told Madison they had planned to let her go early so that she could put her things away, get organized for dinner the following night, and maybe even turn in early.

Unfortunately, her Master had anticipated that. They had received instructions that she wasn’t to leave before 10 pm. Madison was surprised to find that she wasn’t irritated. As anxious as she was about the following evening, she found herself grateful to have the couple’s company for that much longer.

Chapter 5

Friday found Madison a bundle of nerves. Her morning crept by, she found herself unable to concentrate on anything. Her lunch caged at her Master’s house went by even slower. All she could think about is how the man who locked her in this cage would be at her house tonight, meeting her husband.

The afternoon was hell. She had work that she needed to do, but she just couldn’t stay on task for more than a few minutes at a time. By the time 3:00 rolled around she found herself watching the clock like she was a school kid waiting for the bell to ring.

She was already packed and ready to bolt for the door when her official quitting time came around. A friend stopped her to talk on the way out, but she politely said she had somewhere to be and excused herself. She rushed home and began to cook. There wasn’t much time.

Her husband got home about half an hour after she did. He must have left a bit early to help her. She thought for the thousandth time how lucky she was to have him. She prayed that she still had him when the night was over.

About 45 minutes later she heard the door. Her heart stopped for a second.

She felt her husband’s hand on her elbow. “I’ll get it”

She followed him without thinking. He opened the door and saw Naomi and her Master. Naomi was in a beautiful sundress that showed off her voluptuous body. Madison felt like she knew the woman as well as she knew anyone on this earth. They had seen each other naked on numerous occasions, but Madison had never seen the woman look quite like this.

And her Master, he had on a nice pair of pants, a shirt, and even a sport coat. Despite all the time she spent with the man, she had never seen him dressed up like this. He looked so much different. Normally he looked like a horny older man who probably drank too much. Tonight he looked almost like a kindly history professor.

Naomi stepped forward and hugged Doug, who only managed an awkward half-hug in return. He looked embarrassed. He tended to be rather uncomfortable with public affection.

Madison wasn’t sure if it was her imagination, but it also appeared that her husband was desperately fighting the urge to glance down at the woman’s cleavage.

“Good to see you! Doug, this is my husband Bill.” Bill, you already know Madison. This is her husband Doug.”

“I certainly do. It’s good to finally meet you.”

“Likewise.”

Madison saw her husband reach forward and shake her Master’s hand. He had looked directly at her when Naomi mentioned them knowing each other. She was glad he didn’t look back now to see her blushing.

Madison felt Naomi’s hand on her shoulder. “So how is dinner coming, is there anything I can help with?”

“I think everything is under control. It’s in the oven now. I should probably check on it.”

“Great, let’s do that. We’ll leave the boys to talk.”

Naomi guided her out of the room and into the kitchen. When they got to the kitchen she turned on the oven light and looked inside.

“Ah, Lasana, Bill will be thrilled.”

“Do you think so? I remembered you guys like it. I have only made it once before though. I hope it’s ok.”

“I’m sure it will be fine.” Naomi flashed her famous smile. “It’s good to hear your voice again. I missed talking to you.” She was talking softly, but by no means whispering.

“I missed talking to you too. You have no idea. I have just been a bundle of nerves this week. I guess it just goes to show yet again that I couldn’t do this without you.”

“Oh, you could too. But I am happy to help. Try not to worry, everything will be fine.”

The older woman put a reassuring hand on Madison’s shoulder. The younger woman tried to stop wondering if they could hear their conversation in the other room but found it too difficult. She just wished she knew how open she could be right now. She could have used some of Naomi’s wisdom, but she was afraid to ask anything that could get her in trouble if overheard.

With the lul in her conversation, Madison realized she could hear the conversation in the other room.

“…always eager to please. You have a lovely wife.”

Doug laughed. “Thanks. Ya, I know got lucky, believe me. You seem to have done well for yourself too. Madison talks about Naomi all the time. She sounds quite successful. No offense, but I think we both married up.”

She heard her master laugh. “No argument here. She is a special woman.”

“Madison certainly seems to like her. I hardly ever see her anymore.”

“Ya, sorry about that. She seems to spend more time at my house than yours lately. Has that been hard for you?”

“No. Well, I mean, kind of, yes. But I’m not complaining. I don’t know exactly what those two spend all that time doing, but I know how much Madison appreciates your wife taking her under her wing. And she really values her as a friend too. I’m glad they met.”

“So am I, Doug. So am I.”

The young woman felt a squeeze on her shoulder. “It will be ok”, Naomi whispered. She checked the oven again, then spoke louder.

“I think this is done.”

Madison had completely forgotten she had food in the oven.

The two women took the lasagna, the vegetables, and some bread that had finished before the company arrived and brought it out to the dining room.

Naomi interrupted the men’s conversation, which now appeared to be about football. “I think it’s about time to eat, boys. Why don’t you go wash up?”

“Where is the bathroom?”

“It’s just on that hallway to your right,” Doug answered before proceeding to the kitchen to wash his own hands.

Madison watched her husband go, only to feel a firm grasp on her ass as her Master walked by to wash his own hands. She looked over to Naomi, who smiled the smile of a mother about to say “boys will be boys”.

Before she knew it, everyone was seated and helping themselves. Everyone seemed to like it, so at least that was one thing could stop worrying about.

As dinner proceeded she realized that she wasn’t participating in the small talk. She pretty much only spoke when directly addressed. She tried to find spots to interject, but they seemed few and far between. She eventually came to terms with listening more than talking.

Naomi seemed to be the center of attention most of the time. She wasn’t seeking it out, she just tended to drive the conversation. Naomi was grateful for that, she was much less likely to get her in trouble.

“So Doug, I want to thank you for being so supportive of Madison. I know I’ve been hogging her lately. She has been a huge help. I don’t know what I would do without her.”

“Oh, no problem. You have certainly kept her busy. She has been exhausted lately, but I know she wouldn’t have it any other way. I know how much she looks forward to your time together. She tells me all the time.”

The young woman saw her Master look directly at her, subtly for once. “Oh does she?”

Doug laughed. “Yes, she does. It’s almost like she has found a long, lost sister. I know she’s better for it. I’ve noticed a change since you two started hanging out. She’s been much happier. You would think with as hard as you girls are working and as tired as she has been lately, that she would be… I don’t know…that she would have less energy. But even when she is exhausted I see a little extra pep in her.”

Naomi smiled at the young man. “I’m glad to hear you say that. Your wife means a lot to me. And you shouldn’t be so modest. She has told me all the ways you have been taking care of her, trying to free up as much of her time as possible so that she can spend time with me without dying of exhaustion.”

“Oh, it’s honestly nothing.” Doug put his arm around his wife. I want her to be happy. You make her happy. I know how busy you two stay, it’s the least I can do.”

“There you go again. You are such a sweet man. She is lucky to have you.” Naomi pointed to her husband. “I don’t think this one would take care of the house if I was dying, let alone just busy. Don’t sell yourself short.”

Doug laughed and looked uncomfortably at Bill. “I doubt that’s true.”

“Oh, it’s true. I suppose if she was dying I would do some laundry, maybe vacuum once in a while. But anything short of that and no, I wouldn’t help. I would rather have a messy house. That or I’d rather just have someone else do it for us.” He looked at Madison.

Naomi laughed. “At least he is honest!”

“That I am. Say, where is that wine we brought over? I seem to be about out. I see Doug is too. Madison, be a dear and refill us.”

Madison looked at her Master, hesitating for just a second.

She heard her husband pipe up. “Oh, I’m fine. I don’t need more.”

Naomi turned to Doug. “Not to your liking? Sorry, I picked it out myself. I didn’t know what you liked. I tried.”

“Oh no, it’s delicious.”

“Well then have some more, for me, ok? It’s the least I can do for taking up your wife’s time. And I don’t want to have to bring any of it home.”

“Well if you put it that way. Sure. I’ll go get it.”

“No, you stay. Madison will get it for us.” For the first time tonight, her Master’s voice had that impatient tone that said he would accept no excuses.

Madison got up. “Of course, I’ll be right back.” She turned around quickly so that no one could see her blush. She thought she caught a strange look from her husband, but she could have just imagined it. She hoped that was the case.

After taking a few extra seconds to compose herself, Madison reappeared with the wine. She poured some in both her husband’s and her Master’s glass.

“That’s a good girl. Just leave the wine here. You can sit back down.”

This time there was no mistaking the look from her husband. He looked a bit confused and just a bit irritated. Madison could see his mind working.

Naomi spoke up. “So who is ready for dessert?”

Doug took a second to recover before he answered. “Wait, you brought wine AND dessert?”

“Of course, it’s the least we could do. After all, you guys are hosting and providing dinner.”

“I really should have saved room.”

Naomi smiled at him. “I’m sure you can make room. You are skinny. And anyway, the night is young. If you don’t have room now we can wait a bit.”

“I might need a few minutes, but it’s up to you guys. We can have it now if you want.”

“Let’s wait. We may as well bring it in though. It’s still in my car. Can you give me a hand?”

Doug stood up. “Of course, lead the way.”

Madison felt like prey as she watched the pair go outside. Sure enough, before the door even closed, her master was on his feet. The second it closed he had moved to her and sat down on her lap. He wasn’t light.

“You have no idea how badly I want to strip you naked, throw you over this chair, and spank that sweet little ass red, right in front of your husband.” She couldn’t answer, as he immediately leaned forward and kissed her deeply while he groped her breasts.

It went on for what seemed like forever. Finally, he broke away and stood back up. “You want that too, I can tell.”

“I don’t.” Even now, she remembered her promise to be truthful. “I mean…I don’t think I do. It sounds hot, but you know how wrong that would be. I’ve missed you these last two weeks, but…”

The door started to open again. Her Master stepped away from her, back towards his seat, but remaining standing.

She heard Naomi and her husband laughing as they entered with the biggest cake she had seen outside of a wedding. It was three layers and remarkably elegant. It took the two of them to carry it.

“Honey, you didn’t tell me she could bake too. Look at this thing! Can you believe she did this herself?”

Naomi laughed. “What can I say? I’m a woman of many talents…maaaaany talents.”

Madison found it difficult to sound natural, to sound enthusiastic, but she did her best. “Wow, that is impressive. You did this just for our dinner? I’m flattered.”

“Well, you guys mean a lot to me. You’ve been helping me at work, helping me relax after work. And Doug, you are so sweet. I love how you support her. I love how generous you are, always wanting to help, not just her, but anyone.”

“You are a wonderful couple. I’m glad we met. I’ve loved getting to know you both and I look forward to continuing to get to know you better. I’m hoping this is just the beginning of a long relationship.”

Doug nodded. “Here here. That was quite a speech. I feel like it should have been a toast.”

Naomi picked up and refilled Doug’s glass and then raised her own. “To the beginning of a beautiful relationship.” The two clinked glasses and then took a sip.

Madison looked around the room. If Doug had noticed that no one else had joined in the toast he didn’t show it. She thought her Master might look angry at his wife paying so much attention to Doug, but he didn’t appear to. She supposed that made sense. He had probably asked Naomi to give him as much alone time with his slave as possible.

The older woman put her hand on Doug’s elbow. “Come on, down the hatch. Wash that dinner down so that we can have this cake a bit sooner.”

Doug laughed and finished his glass of wine.

The two couples moved out to the living room where they continued talking. Well, mostly it was Naomi and Doug talking while Madison sat awkwardly and her Master shot her meaningful glances.

“Madison, pour yourself some more wine, and some for your husband as well.”

Madison poured the wine and took a sip.

Twice more over the next hour, her Master told her to pour her and her husband some more wine. If Doug thought anything of this man basically ordering them to drink more, he didn’t show it. She supposed it wasn’t that far out of the ordinary for someone to make note of an empty glass.

After about an hour they decided to cut the cake. Naomi did the honors, bringing everyone a piece. Everyone seemed to enjoy it, not surprising given who had made it. It seemed like there was nothing she couldn’t do.

Naomi turned towards Doug. “You really like it?”

“Yes, it’s delicious.”

“You think so? You have to try the other layers. They are all different flavors.”

“I wish I could, I don’t think I can eat anymore. I’m stuffed.”

“Oh stop, you are skinny, you can make room.”

She went to the other room and came back with more cake. “Madison, will you be a dear and go keep my husband company for a bit?”

Madison got up and went over to the love seat and sat down next to her Master.

Doug looked confused for a second but seemed pleased to have Naomi sit down next to him.

“Please, for me?” Naomi got a forkful of cake and pressed it to Doug’s lips. He smiled and opened his mouth.

“Oh wow, this is great.”

“I’m glad you like it.” Another bite followed.

Madison was just sitting there, watching Naomi feed her husband when she felt a hand reach into her pants. It only took a second for it to find her pussy. She hoped that Naomi could keep her husband’s attention. There would be no explaining this away. Her Master seemed to enjoy the horrified look on her face.

Thankfully after a few seconds second the hand withdrew.

Her Master then took a blanket off the back of the love seat and spread it over their laps. Madison still hoped her husband wouldn’t look her way. She wasn’t sure what he would think of them sharing a blanket, especially when it was so warm.

The hand quickly returned. Her Master had turned and was sitting sideways, facing her, one hand over the back of the loveseat, the other in her lap. She felt two fingers enter her, while his thumb played with her clit. She tried to force herself to remain calm and focus on watching Naomi feed her husband.

She was horrified when she saw Doug turn in her direction. Her Master’s hand stilled but his thumb didn’t stop playing with her clit.

“Honey, I know you have been crazy-busy, but I don’t suppose you’ve been getting cooking lessons from her too?”.

Naomi laughed. “Maybe we’ll have to work on that.” She put her hand on Doug’s cheek and moved his eyes back to her. “Here, try this one.”

She fed him another bite, her other hand running up and down the back of his arm. “So I’m told you work with computers”

“Ya, boring huh?”

“No, not at all. I wish I was better with those.”

“You mean there IS something you can’t do?”

She laughed. “Apparently. Actually, I have been having trouble with my computer for weeks now. My firewall and antivirus won’t pull updates. I’ve tried everything. I don’t suppose you could help me?”

“I guess it depends on why it isn’t updating. If all else fails, just reinstalling it from scratch would probably work. You definitely don’t want to go without an up-to-date firewall.”

“So you’ll help?”

“Sure, maybe next time Madison comes over I will tag along.”

“Oh, thank you! But you know I work for myself. All my financial stuff is on that computer. As you said, I don’t want to go without any longer than I have to.”

“Would you mind if we did it now? I’m sure my husband here can entertain Madison for a bit.”

The older woman winked at her before turning her attention back to Doug. “It would probably get us out of helping with the dishes,” she added in a conspirational tone.

Doug laughed. “Wait, so I get to ride in that fancy car of yours AND get out of doing the dishes? Madison, do you mind if I go with Naomi for a bit?”

Thankfully, her Master’s hand had stopped when Naomi started asking for help, giving her a chance to get her breathing under control. She had tried her best to stay silent, but she couldn’t believe no one had noticed her breathing.

“Sure. You do what you need to do. We’ll be here waiting for you.”

“Excellent. Let’s go, Doug!” Naomi took Doug by the hand. He looked a bit unsteady as he stood up, but then seemed to do fine as she led him to the door.

Before the door had even closed her Master removed his hand and stood up.

“Strip, slave.”

Madison stood up and started to undress. “Here, Master? In my own house? I had thought my house was off-limits.”

“Are you my slave or aren’t you?”

“Yes, master. I am your slave. I obeyed you. I always will. I was just asking for clarification.”

“I promised not to ruin your life. But your husband is no longer here. And you are mine, always, no matter where you are. Isn’t that right?”

“Yes, Master. I’m sorry for the confusion.”

“Good, I’m glad that is taken care of, now, go clear off the table.”

The naked woman put all of the dishes in the dishwasher, all of them that would fit at least. She returned with a dishrag to wipe the table off.

“That won’t be necessary. A little dirt won’t kill you. Get on the table, on your stomach.”

She threw the dishrag into the kitchen and climbed up onto the table. Her Master went over to the bag that the wine had come out of and pulled out a large spool of rope. He pulled her hands together. She held them there while he tied her wrists together. Her feet followed.

She wasn’t going anywhere fast, but could still move around to some degree. She knew that wouldn’t do.

Sure enough, he took more rope. He looped it through the ties on her wrists and around the central pillar that held up the table. After looping another length of rope through the ties on her ankles, he stopped to pull her as far down the table as possible, stretching out her body.

When he finished she subtly tested her restraints. There wasn’t enough slack in the ropes attached to the central table leg to allow her arms or legs to get around the corner of the long, rectangular table.

She found that stretched out as she was, the hard table was uncomfortable on her knees. Her chin wasn’t crazy about resting on the hard surface either. Fortunately, nothing kept her from bending her back a bit so that she could raise her head, taking pressure off her chin and knees, and more importantly allowing her to look her Master in the eyes. She could tell the position would tire her quickly.

“Now, I appreciate you obeying. But I don’t like being questioned. I think you need to be punished, don’t you? Ask me to punish you.”

“I’m sorry for questioning you, Master. Please punish me so that I will learn.”

He proceeded to slap her ass with his bare hand.

After a dozen or so he stopped. “Now, is there anything else I should be punishing you for? That wasn’t much of a spanking.”

“Master, I mean no disrespect, but you have never needed an excuse to spank me before.”

He laughed. “You have a point. It’s just more fun when you’ve been naughty.”

Madison thought about the last two weeks. As far as she knew she had obeyed him. She considered mentioning her trip to the grocery store, but she didn’t want to get Tessa in trouble. And, she told herself, that wasn’t dishonest. She had been told to obey the woman, and she had.

She knew her Master expected her to come up with something. She thought back over her evening. “Well, I was rather annoyed when you ordered me to go get the wine in front of my husband after he had already offered to get it. It wasn’t that the order bothered me really. I was just afraid of what he might think”

He laughed. “Well, I appreciate your honesty. But I can’t punish you for what you think, only what you do. The fact you did it anyway does you credit.”

She thought back. “I remember at one point you asked me if I enjoyed spending so much time at your house. I didn’t know what to say. Naomi rescued me by answering for me. I should have been quicker to answer. I was afraid, but I should have trusted that you guys knew what was best for me.”

He laughed. “Well, I suppose for a good little girl like yourself that’s pretty bad. It’s a shame all I have to punish you with is my hand.”

“There is a yardstick in the closet, Master. Two actually, but one is pretty sturdy. I think it would do.”

He laughed. “I knew it! You love this! You can’t get enough of my paddling your behind.”

“I really don’t, Master. I guess it’s ok with your hand, I’m starting to enjoy that, but the rest of it…no, I don’t think I will ever enjoy that. But I promised I would always be honest and never hide anything from you. I thought you would want to know.”

“Sure sure…you can’t fool me. You want a nice big bruise from me, don’t you? Wouldn’t that be fun to explain to your husband?”

“No, Master. I’m just trying to do what you would want me to do.”

He smiled as he reached into the closet. “I was just teasing. I know why you are telling me. You are quite the little slave. I’m a lucky man. You have no idea how happy I was when Naomi ran into you, because from the first time I saw you jog by, I wanted to make you a slave.”

“You didn’t though, did you? I think you were right when you said that I was born for this. I’ve always been this way. I’ve always felt this way. You are just teaching me how to let that part of myself free, how to be a GOOD slave, how to serve you.” She wondered if her words would offend him.

“That’s very true. You were born to be a slave. So many people who claim to want to be a slave don’t really. Most of them are just in it for the kinky sex. You honestly want to be owned and controlled, and I am lucky to be the one to give that to you. And believe me, I will give it to you. I will control every last ounce of your life, every fiber of your being. And I don’t plan on ever letting you go.”

Madison wondered how much more control he could exert over her. She felt a shiver run through her. It wasn’t fear. She couldn’t put her finger on what it was.

“I’m the lucky, one Master. I never would have experienced it if not for… some encouragement. And I wouldn’t be able to do all this without Naomi’s help. I’m starting to think that…” She couldn’t go on.

“Go on, girl, spit it out. You know the rules, complete honesty.”

“I know. I’m sorry. I just don’t know how to say this. You say you will never let me go. We have talked about two years. I don’t know if that has changed or not, and honestly, I don’t want or need to know.”

“When this started, I told myself this was a fun adventure. Well, at first I was terrified, then I thought it was a fun adventure. But I thought that after two years it would end and I would go back to my normal life. I wanted to experience this, but I also wanted to get ahead at work, have kids, do the whole suburban housewife thing.”

“Now…now I can picture my life without those things. But I’m getting to the point where I can’t picture my life without this, and I know I could never do this with anyone else. When you tell me my time is up, I won’t want to go, will I? This is just who I am now.”

“Yes, it is. My wife has a talent for reading people. When she met you she said that you had a real ‘slave heart’. I have no idea how she does that, but she’s almost always right. She was certainly right about you. You will never be able to leave this behind”

“Well then, I think it’s time for you to spank your slave, Master.”

He proceeded to do just that. It hurt, but not as bad as she had expected. She supposed it was good that he used the sturdy yardstick. The other would have likely broken, but it would have hurt like a bitch until it did.

This one was more like a solid “thud”. By the end she almost found herself enjoying the sensation.

Once he was finished, her Master untied her and went back to his bag. He returned with her collar and leash. He ordered her to take the rest of the top layer of cake and cover herself in it, then to attach her collar and hand it to him.

She felt silly wiping frosted cake all over her body, but she complied. She smeared it all over her chest, arms, and legs. She then attached her collar, locked it, and handed her leash to her Master.

“Good girl”. He led her up the stairs. “Which bedroom is yours?”

“The one straight ahead, Master, at the end of the hallway.”

Was this happening? Was he really about to do what she thought he was about to do? If so, she truly was his slave.

She thought back about her earlier words and found that they must have been true. She wouldn’t say no to the man, not even here, in her own house, in her own bed. She felt guilty about it but oddly excited. Somehow this felt like a big step. Why? Towards what? She didn’t know.

All she knew was that he wasn’t lying when he said he would control her completely. She didn’t know what that meant for her, but something deep inside her desperately wanted to find out.

“Are your pictures still where you told me they were?”

“Yes Master, would you like me to get them?”

“No need, I will do it.” He led her into her walk-in closet, to the back where her chest of drawers lay. He opened the drawer and felt around until he found the envelope.

He then led her back to the bedroom and opened it, taking out one picture at a time, commenting on most of them.

“Oh, what a naughty slut.”

“Look how lost in ecstasy you were.”

“You really do have an amazing body.”

Most of the comments didn’t warrant a reply, but a few did. He took out a picture of one of their first times together.

“I remember this! I love that look on your face. You look terrified! But at the same time, I could tell you were hungry for it. You have no idea how much I enjoyed fucking you that day.”

“I remember, Master. I was terrified. I thought my life was over. I had no idea it was just beginning.”

He smiled and leaned in, kissing her deeply. After a few seconds, he pulled back.

“You’ve come so far, but your journey is still just beginning.”

“I can’t imagine how that can be true, but I look forward to finding out.”

He looked hungrily at her. “Well, we will start with this.”

He walked around the room, setting the pictures all around her room. He even found some tape and taped a couple to the ceiling, some on the wall. When he was finished he turned to her.

“Ask me to fuck you.”

“Master, you haven’t used me in almost two weeks. Would you like to use your slave?”

“No, beg me.”

“Please Master, fuck your slave. I need to feel you inside of me.”

He smiled a predatory grin. He turned her so that she was facing away from the bed and pushed her down onto it. “Here, in the bed you share with your husband?”

“If it pleases you, Master.”

“That’s right. You just want to please me, don’t you, girl?”

“Yes, Master. I am your slave. That is my job.”

“I’m glad you realize that. I own you don’t I? Every last bit of you, everything you are, everything you will ever be. All of your time, all of your energy, they are all mine aren’t they?”

“Yes, Master. Like I said earlier, it scares me how addicted to this I am. I always knew you would be the only Master I ever had, but I didn’t realize…”

“Realize what, girl?”

“I didn’t realize it would be because I would never be able to leave. I thought this would end. I looked forward to it. Now…now I am afraid that it will. I’m afraid you will get tired of me. I’m afraid that after two years I will have to make a decision. Lately, I have been stressing out about it.”

“I started wondering what I would do if you gave me a choice. At first, I knew it would be over. Then I started wondering. I’ve spent the last few weeks wondering if we could just move the time back a bit, maybe add a few months, a year. Now, I finally realize, even if we added more time, it would never be enough. I will never want to leave.”

“I will never get tired of you, slave. I told you that you were mine forever. I meant it. We will continue with the two years, Naomi will insist I give you a choice after that. But she knows as well as I do what you will do.”

“I will want to stay.”

“You will beg to stay. And I will accept. I shouldn’t tell you this now, I hate to ruin the surprise, but I will tell you this. If you decide to stay longer, I will insist on putting my mark on you. I hate to put anything on that beautiful skin of yours, but you will get my tattoo, so you have a permanent reminder of who owns you.”

“A tattoo, Master? What kind of a tattoo?”

“You know I won’t ruin the surprise. Just know that by the time you have to make the decision, you will understand everything you are giving up. I’m not sure that you do just yet.”

She felt a shiver run through her. She couldn’t imagine what else he could ask of her, but she knew he wasn’t lying.

“Now, I don’t need to tie you up, do I?”

“Of course not, Master. This body belongs to you. I know I can’t say no to you, but even if I could, I wouldn’t.” She spread her legs invitingly, feeling a bit ridiculous, but enjoying the feeling.

Her Master climbed onto the bed and started devouring her, almost literally with the cake covering her. Before long she was breathing heavily, then moaning. He was playing her body like a fiddle. She didn’t know how he did it.

She looked around her bedroom at all the pictures of him taking her, using her. When she couldn’t control herself any longer, she just stared up at the one on the ceiling. Of course, there was a picture there too — her, tied up and helpless in his basement, covered in wax. That was her favorite, she looked so sexy in that one.

Before long she exploded, squirting all over the bed she shared with her husband.

When her breathing got back to normal her Master laid atop her and kissed her. “You seemed to enjoy that. Now I think it’s my turn, don’t you?”

“Oh yes, Master. I thought my heart was going to explode. Thank you for that. It is definitely your turn.”

He laughed. “Well, I’m glad your heart is still beating. Have you ever felt anything like that with your husband?”

It hurt her to answer, but she was long past even considering not being upfront with the man. “No, Master. Never. He is a very generous lover, but he can’t do what you do to me.”

He climbed up her body and positioned his erect cock just below her face. “What would he say if he saw you right now, me above you, about to shove my cock into your beautiful little mouth?”

“I don’t know, Master. I hope I never find out.”

He laughed. “Well, we will agree to disagree on that one. I hope we both find out.”

His “kindly lover” tone was gone. He was in “full Master” mode now. She suddenly felt terror grab ahold of her.

“Wait, what are you saying? How long have they been gone?”

He laughed. “I’m not saying anything other than I would love to see his reaction. But to answer your question, it’s been about 45 minutes since they left.”

“How long will they be gone? How long can it take to fix a computer?”

“That’s a good question. I have no idea.” He eased himself into her.

She did her best to please the man, but after only about a minute he pulled away. “I suppose you have a point. They could be back any minute. I suppose if you don’t want tonight to be the night we find out what he would say, you should get busy and fuck me.”

He laid down on his back beside her. “Go ahead, climb on. Show me how badly you want it.”

She grabbed his erect cock and eased it into her. She then proceeded to ride his cock, staring at the picture on the wall at the head of the bed, of a collared and leashed Madison sucking the man’s cock.

“That’s a good girl. Tell me how much you love it.”

“I love how you feel inside of me, Master.”

“Tell me who you belong to. Don’t just tell me, convince me.”

“I am your slave, Master. I belong to you, completely. I always felt that something was missing in my life. That something was you. I didn’t know what I needed.”

“I’m still not always sure what I need, but you always seem to. I think that is why I believe you when you tell me that I am yours forever. I need what I get from you. I need you. That is never going to change.”

The man was starting to breathe heavily. “That’s right. It won’t. So what does being my slave mean? What all are you giving me?”

“Everything, Master. I am giving you complete control over me. You control everything about me, for every minute of every day. I love that you are letting me keep my husband. I don’t think I could have gone down this road otherwise.”

“But I see now that I gave that to you as well. You showed me that tonight. My relationship with him is something that you allow me, but you don’t have to. You control when I see him. You control what he knows and doesn’t know.”

Madison was growing visibly upset. Tears started to roll down her cheek. Her Master reached up and stopped her riding him. He sat up and wiped away her tear as she continued.

“I had hoped that one day this wouldn’t have to be a secret. But I don’t see how that could happen. I trust Naomi, but I don’t see how he could accept this side of me. It’s so unfair to him. But…if I had to choose…if he found out and made me…”

“I don’t love him any less than I used to. If anything I love him more, but I can’t leave this behind. It’s who I am. If he didn’t understand that…”

Her Master encouraged her to sit up and move beside him. She did, and felt oddly empty as he slid out of her.

“If you were forced to choose between your husband and being my slave, you would choose to be my slave.”

“Yes, Master. I’m afraid that I would. I…I know that I would. I don’t know what that says about me.”

“It says that Naomi was right about you, that I was right about you, that you were right when you said you have always needed this, that it’s part of who you are. You were always a slave, a slave without a master. But now you have found your Master, and he has finally found the woman who will really, truly, and forever be his slave.”

He took Madison and laid her back on the bed. She was crying now. “Thank you, Master. Thank you for accepting me. Thank you for being patient with me. Thank you for helping me become the person I am now.”

“I understand now how you said the journey was just beginning. I look forward to meeting the person that you are making me. You own me, completely. You could use me up and discard me, but you don’t. I love that. It makes me feel…worthy.”

“Thank you for being so… ” She laughed. “I don’t want to say ‘gentle’, but thank you for being so kind to me. I never thought I would say that. You probably didn’t either. But I love you for being so understanding, for our periodic heart-to-hearts. But I also love the way you are so strict with me. I love that you expect the best from me. Letting you down hurts more than any punishment would.”

“I love that you push me, force me out of my comfort zone, but smartly, only what you know I can handle. I love the way you speak about me so possessively. I love being your slave, Master. I think…I think that I love you.”

“I love you too, slave. You are a dream come true. I can’t believe how far you have come. I really can’t.”

He leaned forward and eased back into her.

“Tell me one more time.”

She wasn’t sure which part he was referring to. “I love you, master. I love being your slave. I am yours, forever.”

Her answer must have been the right one, as he started ramming himself into her. It was painful, but it was a pain she savored.

A couple of minutes later she felt him spill into her. As he withdrew he ran his still semi-hard, messy cock across her breasts. “This was a big night, an important night. I don’t think either of us will ever forget it.”

“No, Master, I certainly won’t. I will remember it to my dying day. Not because it’s something that had never happened before, and not because of any of the things that happened exactly.”

“Why then?”

“I don’t know. Something changed tonight, didn’t it? This feels different now. I feel different. It feels like life will never be the same again. I get the impression this will be one of those turning points in my life. You know, like getting married, or having a child.”

“Oh, it is, little Madison. I promise you that it is. For now, though, may I make a suggestion?”

“You know how to make suggestions? I’ve never seen that before, only orders.”

“I will punish you for that later.” He laughed. “Ok, no, I kid. Please never lose your sense of humor. I love that about you.”

She smiled. “Yes, Master. Either way, you know you don’t need an excuse to do whatever you want with me.”

He leaned down and kissed her. “No I don’t, but for now, I need a drink. I’m headed downstairs. I suggest that you clean up a bit up here. We seem to have made a mess.”

“Put your pictures away, and get the bedding in the wash. I don’t know how much longer they will be gone, but it would be a bit hard to explain why you felt the need to wash the sheets with just the two of us here.”

She looked at the clock. It was almost 10 pm. She had been alone with her Master for at least an hour and a half. The realization that they could be back at any time suddenly hit her, but not as hard as she would have expected.

“Oh, good point. I’ll join you downstairs when I am done.”

“Sounds good. But no clothes, not yet. What fun would that be? Naomi will text when she is on the way back, probably.” He laughed.

Madison dutifully put the pictures away, wishing that there had been a camera to record what had happened this evening. That made her feel bad, but not as nearly as bad as she would have expected. She was starting to accept her feelings, her slavery.

She nervously put the bedding in the wash, then decided to put on a backup set of sheets just in case. It would still be hard to explain, but maybe as drunk as her husband appeared to be he wouldn’t notice the bedding had changed.

With the evidence of how she and this man had spent their evening taken care of, she went downstairs to find her Master. The two of them sat and talked about all they had learned about their relationship this evening and waited for their spouses to return.

Chapter 6

“Wow, you have an amazing house.”

Naomi put her arm around Doug and led him to the door. “Why thank you!”

“I should have been a realtor.”

Naomi giggled and led him inside.

“So this is where my wife spends all of her time lately huh?”

“Well, not all of it, but yes. I’m sorry about that. I’m sure it’s been hard on you, but we need her over here. She’s been a great help. And I know it makes her happy.”

“Oh, that’s ok. Like you said, I’ve noticed she’s been happier lately. I’m glad the two of you get along so well.”

Doug hadn’t noticed that she said ‘we need her’, not ‘I need her’. Naomi wasn’t surprised. Doug didn’t seem like a man who usually drank this much. She led him to the computer.

“Still, you must get lonely with us hogging all of your wife’s time.”

“I guess so. But it’s not a big deal. If she is happy, I am happy.”

Naomi beamed her best smile at him and ran her hand through his hair. “You are such a sweet man.”

“No, not really, but thank you. What’s the password?”

Naomi sat down on the chair with him, right on his lap. She leaned forward and typed something in. “There you go.”

She got up and sat back down on the man’s lap, this time facing him.

“And don’t argue with me. You really are an amazing man. From what Madison said about you I knew you were a good man, but when I got to know you I was still pleasantly surprised.”

Doug blushed. He looked like he wanted to speak, but no words came out.

Naomi took the opportunity to lean forward, her eyes locked on his. Their noses touched. “You understand me? No more arguing, right?”

“Sure. I’m sorry about that. I didn’t mean to argue. I just meant…well, I wish I was the person you seem to think I am.”

“I’m a very good judge of character, Doug. Trust me. Sure, we can always be better, and I can tell that you want to be.” She moved her body closer to him, her large breasts pressed against his chest.

She felt him grow hard underneath her.

“Thank you. I mean…I try.”

“I know you do, Doug. And I can help you with that, but I need a couple of things from you.”

“Like what?”

“First, never argue with me. I know what I am talking about, ok?”

“Of course, I’m sorry. I won’t do it again.”

She smiled, then leaned in and kissed him. “I know you won’t. Also, you need to be completely honest with me all the time. No lying, but also no leaving anything out. Can you do that?”

“Sure. That seems easy enough.”

“You might be surprised. Do you promise to be honest with me? Do you promise to tell me everything?”

“Of course.”

“Ok then, are you sure you haven’t been lonely lately? That it’s no big deal your wife is never home?”

“I mean, I miss my wife. I wish I got to spend more time with her. It bothers me. But like I said, if it makes her happy, I can deal with it.”

Naomi put her hands behind Doug’s head and held him close to her, making sure he couldn’t pull away. “When was the last time you slept with your wife?”

Naomi saw the look on his face, he was surprised at the question. But to his credit, he regained his composure and answered.

“It’s been a few weeks, almost a month. Actually, maybe it has been a month. I can’t remember.”

Now she leaned forward and kissed him passionately. She felt his tongue dancing with hers, more than happy to return her kiss. She felt his cock straining below her.

The older woman broke the kiss, leaned back, and removed her shirt.

“Woah, wait. I don’t think we should be doing this. I love my wife.”

Naomi smiled at him. “I know you do. I wouldn’t like you so much if you didn’t. She tells me everything. You are so good to her.”

“Well then, I can’t…I mean…”

“Do you find me unattractive, Doug?”

He sat in stunned silence.

“Remember, you promised…absolutely truthful. You won’t hurt my feelings, I promise.”

“No, it’s not that at all. You’re beautiful. Seriously. You’re amazing.”

“That doesn’t mean you find me attractive.”

“I do. I promise.”

“Oh really? What is it you find attractive about me? Remember, tell me everything.”

“Well, I mean, your smile is just… I don’t know. It can be mischievous, or it can be loving, but it’s always…I don’t know. That is a smile that could make any man do whatever you wanted him to.”

“Any man? Whatever I wanted huh? Interesting. What else?”

“Well, you’re in good shape. You look really young. And…”

“Spit it out, Doug.”

“Well, I don’t mean to be rude, but you have amazing breasts.”

She laughed. “Complimenting me on my figure could never be rude. You like my breasts?”

“Yes, of course.”

She took Doug’s hands in hers and led them to her breasts. “Go ahead, feel them.”

“I don’t know, I feel like this is wrong.” Even as he said it, Doug squeezed her breasts through her bra. He continued to caress them, even letting his hands wander above her bra to her cleavage.

“They are nice, aren’t they? Your wife has an amazing body, but she doesn’t have breasts like these does she?”

“No, hers are nothing like yours.”

She removed her bra. “Kiss me, Doug. Kiss my breasts too. I want you to.”

“Are you sure? I mean, what would Madison say?”

“Doug, you know Madison and I are best friends, right?”

“Yes, she has never had a friend like you.”

“That’s right, we’re like sisters. We talk about everything, and I mean EVERYTHING. I know how much she loves you. I know that she wants you to be happy. If I can make you happy, she would want you to. She does want you to.”

“She does? Are you sure?”

“Yes Doug, she told me. She feels bad that you are always alone lately. She feels bad for being away so much. I promise you she will not be angry if you want to be with me.”

Doug look confused, conflicted, but she could see the hunger in his eyes.

“Actually, she might be irritated if you don’t. She cares about me a lot too. And she wants me to be happy. You could make me happy. I know that she would want that too.”

“Really?”

“Yes, really. She wouldn’t want you to miss the chance to play with these.” She reached down and giggled her breasts. “Would you like that Doug? Would it make you happy to play with them?”

“Yes…” He looked as if he wanted to say more, but nothing came out.

“Do you want to make me happy?”

“Yes, of course. You are am an amazing woman. Madison tells me all the time, and I’ve seen it for myself. You are like a force of nature. Nothing can resist you.”

The woman laughed. “You realize that ‘nothing’ would include you too right? So it would make you happy, make me happy, and make your wife happy. And I promise my husband wouldn’t mind. I can guarantee it would make him happy as well.”

By the look on his face, Naomi could tell mentioning her husband was a mistake. The man had clearly forgotten he even existed. Oh well, there was no helping it now.

“That’s hard to believe. I mean, I would be super jealous if you were my wife.”

“Doug, you know you can trust me right? Your wife trusts me. Well, my husband and I have an understanding. And I promise you that I am 100% sure that my husband would be thrilled if we were together. I promise he would be ecstatic.”

“Okay.”

“Okay, as in, you want to do this?”

He nodded.

She took his hand and led him up to toward the bedroom. “Well good. Now, there is just one more thing. I need you to do whatever I tell you to, OK? I promise I know what I am doing.”

He laughed. “I’m sure you do.”

“So you agree, right?”

“Yes Maam, whatever you say goes.”

She grinned at the young man. This was all coming together quite nicely. “Maam, I like that. Let’s stick to that from now on, OK?”

“Of course, Maam. What do you want me to do?”

Naomi roughly shoved Doug back onto the bed, then turned to close the bedroom door. Yes, this was coming along quite nicely indeed. Her husband would be very pleased, and she got the impression that she would be as well, both figuratively, and right at the moment, quite literally.

Chapter 7

Noami rolled off of the man who had just given her so much pleasure. She laid on her side. Doug followed suit, putting a hand on her hip.

“We need to talk. This won’t be easy, but I need you to keep an open mind and listen, ok? And no talking until I am finished”

“Ok, sure.”

She smiled. “How were you to answer?”

“Oh, sorry. I didn’t know we were still doing that. Yes Maam”.

“Yes, we are. I want you to do that from now on, ok? I don’t want tonight to be a one-time thing. I care about you. I really loved tonight. I can’t wait to do it again. But the rules will stay the same, okay?”

“Yes, Maam. So what do we need to talk about? Please don’t tell me that my wife wasn’t ok with this.” He looked genuinely worried.

“No, she is more than ok with this. Your wife is a wonderful woman. I love her to death. And I love you to death. You guys are perfect for each other. But your wife has a need, a real, strong need, that you just can’t fulfill.

“It’s not your fault. I know how hard you work to take care of her. I know how much you love her. But you see, she needs to feel controlled. She likes to be told what to do. I know that you would try to do that for her, but you are just too sweet to give her what she needs. That’s a good thing. I love that about you. It’s just a fact.”

“You are a lot like her actually, but not the same. You love to feel useful, to be needed. You like to help people. You love to bend over backward to show someone how much you care. Well, would love for you to do that for me. And your wife can’t fill that need like I can.”

“But here is the part you won’t like, so don’t freak out. You can’t fulfill your wife’s needs like my husband can. You see, your wife has a relationship with my husband. I do love your wife, we are great friends, but most of the time she is gone she is with him. And yes, they have sex, just like we just did.”

He looked shocked, hurt, but not nearly as hurt as she had feared, and there was no anger on his face.

“You have to understand, she didn’t mean for it to happen. And keeping it a secret from you has been awful for her. She felt absolutely horrible about it. She loves you to death. I can’t tell you how upset she was to have this secret.”

“But now you know. And I know that you will do the right thing. It won’t be easy. At times you will hate it. But I know how much you love your wife. I know you want her to be as happy as she can be.”

“I would love for the four of us to be one big family, a strange one, no doubt, but still a family. I want to be with you. I really do. But whatever you decide about that, your wife needs this. She still needs you, but she also needs what she gets from my husband.”

“So that’s it. That’s what I had to say. How do you feel? I know that was a lot to take in.”

“I…I don’t know what to say. How long has this been going on?”

“It’s been several months, but Doug, it doesn’t matter. What matters is that she loves you, and you love her. And you both deserve to be happy. He makes her happy, and I think that I can make you happy.”

“You certainly did tonight.” Naomi was shocked to hear Doug laugh. She wouldn’t have had this talk if she didn’t think he could accept it, but she knew it would be difficult for him. His laugh was an excellent sign.

“I…I’m not comfortable with this, not right now anyway. But a part of me actually feels better that she has been… you know… with your husband. Because that makes what we did feel less like cheating. I know you said she wouldn’t mind, and I believed you. For some reason, I trust you completely. But still, it felt rather unfair. Is that weird? It is messed up that part of me feels better after hearing that?”

“No Doug, I’m really glad to hear you say that. That tells me I was right about you. You love her to death, you want her to be happy. I’m sure that is why you have that feeling of fairness. If you get to, she should too, right?”

“Right. And, I feel awful, but can I confess something?”

“Of course. You can tell me anything. That’s actually part of the deal we made, remember? You will be totally open, tell me everything.”

“That’s right. Well, I’ve kind of had a crush on you for quite a while now. I tried to ignore it because I love my wife. But you…you are just so amazing. You’re so smart, funny, successful, caring, you understand people. And I mean, let’s face it, my wife is in amazing shape. She works hard, and it shows. But you…you are like the ideal of womanhood. You are like a statue come to life.”

Naomi laughed. “Well, I guess that makes you one heck of a lucky guy then, to have two such beautiful women in your life.”

“I guess I am.” He hesitated for a second. “I mean, I know I am. There is no denying it. I don’t deserve my wife, and I certainly didn’t expect…this. I mean, I thought she would be the only woman I would ever… you know.”

“She mentioned you guys were virgins when you got married. So I guess it’s true huh?”

“Yes, it’s true. I had a crush on her in junior high. We started dating our sophomore year of high school. We have pretty much always been together.”

Naomi of course knew this but didn’t let on. “Awww, that’s so sweet. No wonder you guys are so good together. But, my dear Doug, if that is the extent of your experience, we have some lost time to make up for.”

She flashed her famous smile. “You and I are going to be very busy I think. But I promise you will enjoy it, and you will learn a few things.”

“That bad huh? I’m sorry about that.”

“No no, I didn’t mean that at all. And stop apologizing all the time. If you do something wrong, by all means, apologize, but otherwise cut it out, ok?”

“Yes Maam, I’m…” He stopped himself.

She laughed. “Well, you’re getting there. Anyway, I loved the effort you put in. You made everything about me, and I loved you for it. You did an amazing job. Your wife wasn’t lying when she said you were a generous lover.”

“But if you two have only been with each other, there are some tricks and methods you don’t know about yet. I will teach you.”

“Thank you. So…this is really okay?”

Naomi paused. “Thank you, what?”

Doug looked confused for several seconds. “Oh, thank you, Maam.”

She flashed her smile again. “I know you are new to this. It will take some getting used to, but I know that you will do great. You are a hard worker, just like your wife.”

“Anyway, yes, this is more than okay. This is wonderful. I can tell that you are missing something from your life just like Madison is. You two are so cute together it’s almost nauseating, but you are both just so naturally submissive.”

“I suppose I am a bit of a pushover sometimes.”

“No, that’s not it. You just like pleasing people. It is a strength, not a weakness. I promise that you will come to see that in time.”

Naomi moved towards Doug. She ran her hand through his hair while the other circled behind him in a half-embrace. “For now, just know that this is okay, that it is natural. That there is nothing ‘wrong’ about it. Now everyone knows what is going on. Everyone is on board. You still have a dedicated relationship, there are just two more people involved, okay?”

“Yes. I think I understand. I mean, Yes Maam, I think I understand. You know my wife as well as anyone. If you say she won’t mind…”

“I promise Doug, she will not mind. I won’t lie. This WILL bother her at times. It WILL bother you at times. Anything worth doing will be difficult, but I know we can make it work. She DOES want this, I promise you.”

“Ok Maam, I guess I am on board. I mean, I feel like this is something I should talk to Madison about first. I mean, I don’t doubt you, but it’s like buying something without telling her. She would want to know before I pull the trigger, so to speak.”

“Of course, I would expect nothing less. Before you make anything final though, we need to talk a bit more. There are some things I need to make sure you understand.”

“Like what, Maam?”

“Just so that we are clear, if you want to be with me, you will do what I tell you.”

“I understand.”

“No you don’t, not yet. When I say that, I mean all the time. 24 hours a day, every day. Like you said, I’m a kind woman, but I might be demanding at times. When I call on you, you will come running, no matter what.”

“If I tell you what to have for dinner, that’s what you will have. If I tell you what to wear, or how to cut your hair, you will obey me. If I tell you to go home and fuck your wife, or not to fuck her you will obey.”

Naomi felt something. “I take it by your cock poking me that you aren’t horrified by this arrangement?”

“I’m sorry, Maam! I didn’t mean to, I mean I can’t control…”

She laughed. It’s okay Doug, it’s a part of you. It’s nothing to be ashamed of. So do you understand, and do you think you can do that?”

“Yes, Maam. I won’t lie, that’s…a bit scary. But I will try my best. Both for your sake and for Madison if this is what she wants. I am sorry, I have to ask though, is this like Madison’s arrangement with your husband?”

“Yes Doug, it’s very similar. You two are a bit different, but it’s the same arrangement. That brings me to my next point. My husband WILL be fucking your wife. I would imagine he was doing that about 30 seconds after we walked out the door.”

“You WILL get jealous at times. That’s okay. It’s natural. You will get over it. Until you do, I want you to tell me when you feel that way. If anything is bothering you, I expect you to tell me about it. We will work through it. Okay?”

“I won’t lie Maam, I don’t like that. But you said she needed this. If this is important to her…I mean, I want her to be happy. And it’s only fair that if I get to be with you, she gets to be with your husband.”

Naomi exhaled loudly. “You are such an understanding man. I wanted to tell you about this months ago, so did she. But we were both afraid of her losing you. I insisted that I would tell you when I thought you were ready.”

“I finally thought you were ready. I thought you would be angry though. Angry at what she was doing, angry for us keeping this secret.”

“Honestly, there were times I wondered if something was going on. I actually thought she might have been…having relations with you.”

She laughed. Doug really did love her laugh. “No, your wife and I both prefer men. But I guess I can’t be surprised, that would be the most logical conclusion when your wife takes off so often and for so long, with me. You never said anything, you were okay with that?”

“I was surprised, but yes. I knew you made her happy. That’s all I want for her. I mean, I wish I could make her happy all the time, but if she is into girls that is something I can’t really do for her.” It was his turn to laugh. “Plus I honestly did really like you. Had it been someone else I might have been mad, but there is just something about you.”

“I’m flattered. Really. Also, I’m sorry to ruin all of those lesbian fantasies you had running through your head.”

“Ha! You know me too well.” After a second he added “Maam.”

“Anyway, I am a bit more jealous because it is another man. But you are right. I could never boss her around. I don’t have it in me. If she needs that…”

“She does Doug, more than you can know, though I think you have almost the same need, so I think you will come to understand.”

“I know, Maam. If she does, I’m glad it was with someone who was married to you. I’m glad she has you to talk to, that hasn’t changed. I’m glad to have you to talk to as well. And… honestly… I have always had fantasies about…similar things. I never imagined I would get to experience it, let alone with such an amazing woman. I’m lucky she found the person she did. Seriously lucky.”

“We are lucky to have found such an adorable couple. Seriously lucky, trust me. We have been looking for a long time. Madison is the one my husband has always been looking for. And I think you are what I have been looking for. It’s crazy that we found you guys in the same place. It’s like it was meant to be.”

“And after getting to know you, I would have been shocked if you didn’t have those fantasies. If you will recall, I got you to talk about them, or at least hint heavily at them. That’s the only reason I was comfortable having this talk with you now. I promised Madison that I wouldn’t tell you until you were ready.”

“Oh ya, you did, didn’t you? I mean, I made some jokes about it. Then you got really nosy. I usually don’t talk about that stuff. I don’t know how you managed to pry that out of me.”

She leaned forward and kissed him. “It was meant to be.”

“Maybe you’re right…Maam. Maybe it is. So what do we do now?”

“Well, I am going to take you home. You need to talk with your wife. She’s been very worried about this for a very long time. She wanted to tell you from the very beginning, but she was afraid of losing you. She loves you more than you can know.”

“I don’t want to tell you what to say, but I would start with telling her that you know and that everything is okay.”

“Yes Maam, that sounds like a good way to start. I’m sorry she has been so worried about this for so long.”

“What did I say about apologizing when you didn’t even have any control in the matter?”

“Sorry, Maam. I will work on that.”

She smiled. “I’m sure. And I do love that about you. I just want you to be happy, and I think you will be happier if you stop feeling bad about things that weren’t your doing.”

“Anyway, you need to tell her that you and I are going to be together just like she and my husband are together. But I don’t want you to ask her for any details about what they do together, okay? And she won’t need to know the details of exactly what we do together.”

“I understand, Maam.”

“Good. I think it’s best for now that you get some time to adjust. You know what’s going on, you just don’t know every little detail. Once you get more comfortable you guys can talk more about the details. Right now I think it would just be torturing yourself for no reason.”

“I think you are right Maam. I’m not sure I want to know everything they have been up to. I don’t really want to know any of it. I know she is happy, I’ve seen it in her. That’s enough for me.”

Naomi ran her hand over his cheek. “You are such a good boy. I do need to warn you though. My husband can be…well, he’s a good man, but he can be a dick sometimes. I can’t promise you that he won’t rub your nose in it from time to time. I’ll try to keep him under control, but try not to let it get to you. What he says isn’t really for your benefit as much as it is for hers. Your wife…enjoys a bit of humiliation.”

“Really? Madison? I never would have guessed!”

“Oh yes, she gets off on it. That’s one of the reasons you could never do this for her. You are FAR too sweet. Anyway, are you ready to talk to your wife?”

“As ready as I am going to get.”

“Do you want me to stay with you? I know her well. I know you. I’d be glad to stay and talk to you guys if you think it would be helpful. I can send Bill home in the car. You can give me a ride home when we are finished.”

“Thank you, Maam. That’s a kind offer. I think it would be good to talk with the two of you some time. I feel like right now…I just feel like I should do this on my own.”

“Ok, I’ll stop by and check on you guys tomorrow then. Don’t worry, it won’t be early.”

“Thank you, Maam, and you are welcome to stay if you want to. I just don’t want to keep you up any later than you have to be.”

“I really don’t mind.”

“I know. Well, it’s whatever you want. I’m not good with words, maybe it would be for the best.”

She sighed. “No, you were right. We really do need to work on your self-image. Maybe this will be the first step. I know you can do this. You will do great. I will stop by tomorrow.”

“Yes Ma’am.”

Doug and Naomi dressed. While Doug was in the other room Naomi texted her husband to warn him they were coming, just in case they were in the middle of something. The new lovers got back in Naomi’s car and drove back to the young couple’s house.

Chapter 8

Naomi led the way back into the young couple’s home, Doug holding the door for her. Naomi wasn’t sure if that was just his submissive nature or if he was looking to her for protection from any awkwardness.

She acted completely natural. “Did you guys miss us?”

“You were gone a long time, but we found ways to entertain ourselves.” There was a tone to Bill’s words, and he winked at young Madison as he said it.

Doug noticed a flash of something cross Naomi’s face before quickly being replaced by her earlier expression. “Well, it’s late. I’d say it’s time for us to go.”

“Oh, I suppose you are right.” The man turned directly to look directly at Madison. “Well thank you for a LOVELY evening. I’m sure we will see you again soon.” His words were dripping with meaning. He took her hand and kissed it.

Madison looked terrified. “Oh, uh…thanks. Ya, I’m sure you guys get tired of me.”

Naomi stared at her husband. “I’m exhausted. I need to get to bed. Do you guys mind if I stop back for the cake tomorrow? You’re welcome to keep as much as you want, but I don’t want to dump all of it on you. I can share the rest with some of my clients.”

“If you are busy tomorrow I’m sure Madison wouldn’t mind dropping it by, would you sweetie?” Her Master turned from his wife to look straight at her.

Madison was blushing visibly now. “Oh, sure, I could do that.”

Doug noticed Naomi having trouble hiding her irritation. “Well, we can figure that out tomorrow. Now, let’s get out of their hair.”

Just then, the drier buzzed.

Bill got the biggest smirk either of the young couple had ever seen. “Oh ya, sorry, we made a bit of a mess while you were gone. Sorry about that. And we didn’t manage to get the dishes done either. We were… otherwise occupied. We did manage to clear the table though!”

The older man winked at Madison, who briefly made eye contact with her husband and then stared directly at her own feet.

Now Naomi looked downright angry. “Well, that was rude. There is just no excuse for you. Now, I think it is time for us to…head…out…the…door”. The anger was obvious in her voice.

“Oh, I have a pretty good excuse.”

“I can’t imagine what that would be, now LET’S GO.”

“I think he is referring to fucking my wife, Maam.”

Madison looked up suddenly. She and Naomi both looked horrified. Madison looked like she was about to burst out crying and bolt for the door. Naomi looked like she was getting ready to break up a fight.

Bill, on the other hand, looked quite pleased with himself.

Doug walked over to his wife and looked directly into her eyes. “It’s okay. I know. It’s all fine.”

Madison still looked on the verge of tears, maybe even more so now, but her expression had changed. Did she look… happy? All Doug knew was that at that moment she looked more beautiful than he had ever seen her, oddly sweet and innocent considering what she had been doing.

“Really? Are you…sure?”

“I’m sure.” He looked at Bill, irritation on his face. “So you can stop trying to be coy now. I didn’t know you before tonight, and based on first impressions you seem like an asshole. But apparently you make my wife happy, and that makes me happy.”

Bill laughed. “Oh, I’m an asshole alright. I think that’s what she likes about me.”

Madison spoke, almost too softly to hear. “He’s not always an asshole. Sometimes he’s really kind. But he can be…” She couldn’t finish. She just looked at her husband.

Doug wrapped his arms around her. “Shhh, it’s okay.”

“Oh, that’s so sweet,” the older man said as his wife stared daggers at him. “So what would you do if I ordered her to strip naked and fucked her right here, right now?”

Naomi started to say something, to intercede on the young couple’s behalf, but Doug was too quick in responding. “I would tell her that I will still love her afterward, that I will always love her.”

Madison looked touched, so did Naomi for that matter.

“I’m still not crazy about the idea of you guys, but maybe you should do that. Maybe then she will know that she doesn’t need to hide anything from me. I love her, all of her. If this is a part of who she is, then I guess by definition I love it too.”