Prologue
Everyone calls me Rich. It's short for Richard, but also because I'm filthy rich. I'm not the guy who flaunts his wealth, but I have a nice car, nice house, and I have a trophy wife. Here is where the story begins. My trophy wife is named Karen. I'm a thirty years her senior. She 24yo and has a smoking hot body. Hey, that's why I married here.
I knew she was after my money, but I figured that I would be getting that body to myself for the rest of my life. I mean she a real looker. Long red hair, alabaster skin, freckles that make you want to connect the dots, if you know what I mean. Anyway, she's got some lovely breasts, a nice handful. They're topped with the most perky nipples you'd ever want to see. She's thin but not emaciated. Long legs that go all the way up to her firm ass.
Now what could go wrong with that? Well, let me tell you, she has gotten out of control. She spends her days spending my money. Its Ok, I've got plenty, but she doesn't ever seem to have time for me. I mean, between the spa and hair appointments, and the drinks at the Country Club with her friends, I rarely see her.
The final straw was a month ago when we were at my companies annual Christmas party. She had a little too much to drink and started talking down to some of my employees. It really made me mad and I couldn't let her poor manners go without some sort of punishment.
I'm from a middle income family and I worked hard for all that I've got. I know she was a "poor little rich girl" who was born with a silver spoon in her mouth. With all modesty, she struck it big by marrying me.
I couldn't stand they way she was so condescending to my employees. So I took all of her credit cards, all of her expensive clothes and jewelry, her big shiny car and closed her bank account. I pack a few things for her and sent her to a special school for women. It's called the Trophy Wife Reform School in upstate New York.
She's been there for a month now and I'm going to see if she's ready to graduate. I'm hoping that she will be more appreciative of her new role in life, because it changes today forever more.
Chapter One
I'm sitting in the lounge area of the reform school when a young lady invites me to follow her. She escorts me to a nice sitting room and I take a seat on an overstuffed chair. The room is dimly lit with dark masculine colors of burgundy and gold.
I'm sitting there comfortably, when a woman my age comes in and sits down near me on a sofa. She introduces herself as Janice and that she has been personally seeing to Karen's retraining. She tells me that Karen was a rather stubborn subject at first. She was very entitled and resisted her training at every chance.
Janice tells me that Karen did finally come around to the proper way of thinking and that I will be impressed at her results. She tells me that my trophy wife has now graduated to become my new slutwife.
She has been trained to service her Master (that would be me) and to do absolutely anything that her Master requests without hesitation or complaint. Now I'm thinking that she's talking about someone else's wife because my Karen would have to have a brain transplant to go along with that. Janice asks me if I'm ready to see the results. I tell her that I can't wait.
Janice rings a little bell that is at her sofa side table. A young lady, fully naked enters the room. She is wearing only a collar and 6" high heels. When she gets closer I see that it is my Karen. I'm astonished. She's stunning and graceful, as she obediently kneels in the center of the room.
Her knees are spread wide and her hands are behind her head. She makes no eye contact and kneels there silently. I don't see any marks or blemishes on her body. She looks well fed and taken care of, but her manner and demeanor has completely changed.
Janice tells me that Karen has been working on skills that any good slutwife would have, such as, deepthroating cock, cum swallowing, anal training, kegel milking, and a full array of service oriented skills.
I'm impressed. Karen did seem to like sucking my cock when we first met but after the marriage, she rarely got around to it much and she never let me get close to her asshole.
Janice asks me if I would like a demonstration and I tell her sure. WIth that she tells Karen to welcome her Master to the reform school. Karen crawls on her knees to where I'm sitting and unbuckles my belt, unzips my fly and reaches into my shorts to retrieve my cock.
Now I'm no porn star but my dick is around 10" long and pretty thick. It's probably one of the reasons that Karen had been attracted to me. But when she pulled it out it was rock hard from seeing her like this.
She looked up into my eyes for the first time, "Master, may I please service you cock?"
Are you kidding me? Hell yeah. I told her to get busy. She leaned in and licked the pre-cum that had formed on the head of my cock. Then she swirled it around and took me into her warm wet mouth. She never took her eyes off me, as her head obediently bobbed on my stiff rod.
I tell Janice that I am very impressed so far. She tells me that Karen has been a quick learner once she got past her feelings of entitlement. Now she longs only to please her Master and do his bidding. Karen is still sucking me as we talk. Her hands are cupping my balls as her wet lips stroke up and down on my shaft. Janice tells Karen that she should show me her new deepthroating skills.
She disengages only to reply, "Yes Mistress."
Then proceeds to take my cock down her throat. Her eyes start to water but never lose contact with mine. I can see that she is fighting her gag reflex but her tongue is licking my balls with me all the down her throat.
Karen comes up for air and I see that her saliva dripping from her lips. She catches it with her hand and coats my cock with it, working her hand up and down my shaft. Janice tell her to get back to sucking my cock.
When she takes me in again, Janice stands and goes behind Karen. She takes a leather flogger and starts lashing Karen's back. Karen moans and I can feel the vibrations on my cock. She tries to thank her Mistress while my cock is in her mouth. Her eyes never leaving mine.
Janice tells me that Karen has become a bit of a pain slut too. That during her training, she received several punishments for misbehavior and had shown a penchant for taking pain. That if given the right punishment and permission, she could easily orgasm from the pain alone. Janice said she may arrange a demonstration later for this.
Karen was moaning as Janice continued to lash her back and ass. Her lips never left my cock as she bobbed submissively on my rod. I could feel my cock swelling as my balls tightened in anticipation of my orgasm. Janice told karen to kneel up and had me stand.
Janice said I should stroke my cock in Karen's face. She was kneeling and licking her lips in anticipation. Her eyes still locked on mine. Janice told Karen to use her words.
"Please Master, cum in my mouth if it pleases you."
I was stroking my cock over her open mouth. Still slick from her saliva, the wet sounds of my strokes added to the visceral feel of dominating my wife. I felt my cock throb and sent my first stream of cum into her waiting mouth. Karen kept her mouth open as ropes of my cum shot on her mouth and face.