He's Not in Charge Tonight
The sensual story of a woman that awakens the inner desires she didn't know she had. Having been married for 10 years, she discovers that the dominant is not always just for her husband. Based on a real experience, this short story is bound to intoxicate you with passion, freedom, and experimentation.
My man is something else. Hes tall and strong, well built, very manly. Everything a woman could want. He is also kinky as they come! I knew about the things he liked and don't like, but he'd been keeping some things from me. I found a few toys, some lingerie, and even a cock cage. I wasn't sure what that meant at first, but it didn't take long to find out what it was on the internet. I had never considered that his kink level was so high. He showered one night and I grabbed the opportunity to look in his phone. Picture after picture of women dressed in black leather or latex with the caption, "I want you to be all made up, dressed and sexy before I drive this strap on deep". Another one was captioned "Ill dress you like my whore, and the use you like one", with a lacy thong draped over a strap on. This surprised me completely! I'm kinky to a point, and love when he takes the lead, or spanks me, or any number of things we've done, but never considered that he could like those things done to him!
I wasn't upset about it as he had no messages to any of these women or anything like that, but I was certainly taken back. I was a bit conflicted, can man be a real man and like this sort of thing? But he was a real man! He always took care of what needed taken care of, he was definitely not afraid of conflicts, he wasn't anyone's doormat. Why would he want something like this?! After thinking it over I realized that he's just as human and also has his own likes or dislikes. We had been together for 10 years and he's always delivered on his promises to me, most of the time exceedingly so. That's when I thought, "I'm going to give him the night of his life!".
As I said before, I'm kinky, but submissively so. I've never been the dominant one in most aspects of life, so this would be something new for me. It was a little scary, but also kind of exciting. My biggest concern was not knowing if he was just curious about being dominated or if he really wanted it to happen. So I decided to take some small steps to test the waters.
It was Wednesday, so I decided Saturday would be a night hed never forget. I already had the corset, stockings and boots for me, but what about him?.. how would I want to dress him up. I went to the drawer where I found the thong, stockings and cage to look a little more to see if anything else was in there. Nothing in that one, but I did find a few things in another drawer that neither of us normally get into. Not only was there a bra, but also a skirt, gloves, more stockings, a wig, and a pair of boots! He had a whole ensemble! The outfit looked like something a slut would wear out to a club. It was very sexy, and the craziest thing is that he was in such good shape, it probably looked fantastic on him.
The more I thought about it, the more curious I got, the more curious I got, the more the nervousness faded and the excitement grew. Instead of seeing this as something that would be awkward, it started to build that this may actually be a fun night... I was starting to look forward to it now!
He came home from work and we ate dinner as usual. We sit down to watch a show and I couldn't help but to imagine him all dolled up and sexy. I was becoming aroused at the thought of it, and that scared me again. My brain was telling me I shouldn't be getting turned on this way, but I was like it or not. A few glasses of wine set the nerves at ease but my imagination was running wild. During the course of the evening I had to say something, "I think this Saturday night, we're gonna have some fun!" He looked at me a little confused at first, and then he got this grin like he always does. "Sure" he responded, "we'll do that" and went back to watching the show. He had no idea what was coming.
Thursday came and went, all day long I would look at the posts from the app I had found in his phone, even watching videos so I could see the mannerisms of the dominatrix, but most importantly, getting ideas.
Friday I made a big move and went to the lingerie store, but went into the 18+ room in back. There was a toys of all kinds in display, but I was after 1 thing in particular, that was a strap on dildo. I found the harness that seemed most popular among the ladies on the website, and chose a dildo for it that was a size I could even appreciate and checked out. The clerk smiled and asked if I needed any lube, I smiled and said I was good on that. Then she asked if I had heard of poppers. "Poppers? What's is that exactly?" I had seen them used in some of the videos, but wasn't quite sure what they were supposed to do. The clerk answered that it's just something to help the person on the bottom orgasm, and makes anal play easier. That was all I needed to hear and said an emphatic "yes!". She placed the most popular brand in the bag with my other surprises with a huge smile, ending with a "if he's into humiliation, I'd love to see some pics or even a video". I wasn't sure what to say on that note so I smiled and walked out with my presents in tow.
That evening I flirted with him continuously, slapping him on the butt, rubbing on him from behind. Nervousness had faded completely, and now I could hardly wait for Saturday night!
The big day was here.. finally Saturday. I woke up and made breakfast, we ate, then I told him to do the breakfast dishes. He had no problem with ever doing that, but usually I ask; this time I demanded. He looked a bit confused but only for a moment, and did as I had told him with an abrupt "yes ma'am". That was kind of fun honestly.
The day progressed in it's usual manner, except for my continuous flirting. At every opportunity I would grab him from behind and remind him about how much fun we were going to have tonight. He always smiled, but having no idea what I had in store for him, he always just kind of had a "yeah sure we will" sarcastic kind of attitude as opposed to excitement.
I wanted the evening to go so well, and decided to start early.. they'll be no dinner tonight. Can't do all the vigorous activities on a full stomach. So around 6 I told him I'd be taking a shower soon, but first I wanted a shot of tequila. His eyes widened and he grinned from ear to ear. We both took a shot, and sit back down. A few moments later I poured us both another shot, we drank and after a few moments I spoke up, "I'm curious.. why don't you let me do your makeup?"
He looked at me with a slight smile, "what? Makeup?"
"Yeah!.. Let me do it! I'll make you so sexy!" I said with a huge smile.
He looked a little awkward, but the drink was kicking in and he agreed laughingly.
"Ok, so go shave as smooth as you can, face chest, legs, all of it!" He agreed pretty easily as he either was free spirited due to the drink, or it's something he had wanted to do for a long time. Either way, there was no push back from him.
I could hear him in the shower for what seemed like forever, every moment building my anticipation for what was to come. He emerged from the bathroom in his robe and I asked to inspect the job he'd done. He was shaven completely! He had no body hair anywhere except what one would call a "landing strip" if it were on a female, and it was done well. He sat down after I gave my approval, and to be honest, he did it in an almost feminine way too, although I'm not sure he realized I noticed. He asked when we were going to do the makeup (acting unhappy about it), I answered, "Now actually. Go sit at the dining room table." I went to the bedroom to collect my makeup. While there I also collected the little pink sissy cage, butt plug and the wig, which I placed inside a larger makeup bag that I use for travel. Bringing the both out to the dining area he laughed at the sight of the two bags. I sit them both on the table, opened the smaller one (which was really the only one I required) and removed all the things if need.
I started with basics, tamed his eyebrows, and filled them in making the arch and swish, then added the concealer and base and went with a black and red gothic look for him as he seemed to like that look a lot. In moments he looked like a goth woman that had short hair! It was so surprising what a sexy female he made. I couldn't wait to get him in the wig and clothes!
"Something's missing" I said while inspecting him. "Ah.. I got it! Your hairs away too short". With that I reached in the larger bag and produced the wig. The color immediately left his face as he bit his lip in fear he would say something incriminating. I said nothing else, placed the wig on him and adjusted it. I teased it with a brush til it was perfect. He still sat silently, no doubt wondering if this was his wig or if I just so happened to buy one that looked exactly like his. On the outside I was composed, but on the inside I was laughing hysterically at his conundrum.
"There! That's perfect! Oh my God! You're so cute! Go look!" He got up and went to the nearest mirror.
"Wow! I don't even look like a guy!" He laughed.
"No you certainly don't" I exclaimed back, snapping a picture or two with my phone.
"Now you need to go run me a bath, I want bubbles too. I need to get myself ready"
He disappeared into the bathroom. While he was occupied with that, I connected his laptop to the living room TV and found a site of nothing but sissy videos. I took my laptop to the bedroom and went to the same site and connected it to the TV in there. I left but tvs off so that he'd never know what was qued up until I wanted him to know.
He came back in and was about to turn on the TV, but I commanded no tv until I said it was ok. He gently placed the controller back on the table and began to use his phones social media instead. At this point I felt it necessary to amp it up and brought the large makeup bag to the living room. I brought out the pink cage and the plug right in front of him. Once again he looked as if all the blood had been drained from him. "What's those" he uttered shakily.
