I sat on the couch facing Scarlett. My sweet GF was a career woman of 25 working in finance sector. We first met at a local festival, then a gathering at somebody's home and finally at a club. Each time she had taken the lead at the conversation. But it was finally at the club that a drunk Scarlett finally asked me on a proper date. I was a jobless failure, so in no position to ask anyone out by myself.
We had a good relationship from that time. Scarlett liked my shy, quiet nature. She was kind and became very protective of me. She herself was a petite cute girl with an intelligent look. She was well endowed with breasts and butt in spite of her small size. Her thighs were olive colored, thick but not too thick, giving her an assertive but still feminine figure while walking.
Although we were deeply in love with each other, our relationship had seen many ups and downs. I knew the biggest stumbling block for our relationship is my own personality. I was a man with moderate education, broken by the system. I had moved into this city with a small job, but covid took that away. The way job market changed, it was no longer possible for me to get a job. I was never smart or skilled. And in this situation I started doing odd jobs for survival. Scarlett stood by me, was kind, but sometimes my insecurities got better of me and I quarrelled with her. I had problems with her taking some decisions also, like our small trip destinations, restaurants etc. I realized anyone else in her position would not have tolerated my tantrums. But while Scarlett sometimes lost her temper, she forgave me when I apologised.
But this sort of things could not go on for long. I was simply making it difficult to envision our joint life as a couple. Finally she came to the realisation that we need to solve our problem if we want to actually get married. As she told this go me at the local park, my heart sank. I knew that the problems of our relationship are all caused by me. So I asked for some time, telling her that I will solve the problem by the next evening. And now sitting opposite to her, in her posh house, I told her the solution I have found.
I actually was thinking about the issue for a long time. The talk at the park gave the final push and I realised, the root of our problem is my male ego. Then how can we solve the problem? Is coddling me, stoking the male ego of an effete man the right way to save the relationship? But Scarlett did humour me, never disrespected me, and somehow that only made me mad at her. Perhaps because my fragile ego always suspected that she was just being good? So stoking my ego won't solve the problem. And ignoring this huge problem on my part would put our marriage at high risk. So what's to be done? After a day's thinking, I finally thought I have arrived at a solution.
That solution was what I was offering a surprised Scarlett tonight. She listened with rapt attention, wearing a black skirt and pink blouse to my proposal.
"Scarlett," I said, "I have come to understand that relationships are built on the solid basis of truth. If they are just built around our desires, we might be disappointed not getting what we wanted. In our case, it's my male ego that stops us from having a fruitful and mutually beneficial married life. So in order to live as married partners, the first thing that is needed is to completely shatter and break down my male ego."
Scarlett squeezed her eyes. After a pause she said, "Honestly Jimmy, I tried to change your behaviour before. Now how do you think of going about shedding your ego?"
"Pretty simple. By acknowledging the truth." I went on, somewhat awkwardly, "In every relationship there is a dominant assertive partner, and a submissive partner. Traditional gender norms have long kept women at the submissive role. But ours won't be a trad marriage. There should be no confusion that in this marriage, you will have more power than me. So you need to be the dominant partner. I ought to take up the submissive role. Our marriage should have some built-in mechanisms for my humiliation, so that my male ego is absolutely shattered.
"Are you serious?" She asked. A half surprised, half amused look spread over her face.
Now I needed to show I am making a genuine proposal. I looked at her face, then lowered my eyes and head. I think I blushed a little. The first of many blushes to come!
I spoke in a small, shy voice, "Dear, you have been the dominant one in our relationship from the beginning. It's only your kindness never made it obvious. I have thought for long. And I have come to the conclusion that the only way to destroy male ego, mine or anybody else's, is complete humiliation and helpless surrender. So in order to show how devoted I am to you, I will now surrender myself, body and soul to you. I will also show you I don't care about any shame, if I am allowed to please my goddess queen."
Saying this, I rose to my feet. Scarlett was watching me with an incredulous look. I started stripping naked. Scarlett did not protest as I took off all my clothing, finally taking off my undies, giving her a coquettish look. She looked straight at my mid sized hard dick. I had no bush.
Then I knelt, kissing her shoes, I flung myself at her feet, my buttocks gleaming as I had oiled them before. "Will my queen take me as her obedient loverboy?" I asked in a soft voice?
Scarlett hesitated for a long time, then looking at my serious face smiled. She helped me get up and caressing by buttocks said in a firm voice "Of course Jimmy."
I then sat on the couch again, the subservience leaving me again, though I stayed naked. "OK, so in order to break down my male ego, I have made a list of things we should have in our marriage."
"Well...mmm...If you want to obey me, I think you have already left it.
I smiled. "I don't think so dear. Men are full of ego. The one demonstration isn't enough. I must be humiliated everyday, to keep me aware of my inferiority before you, my need for your support and the fact that my life's goal is to serve and please you. Men forget such things and ego develops, when they are not kept in line." I could tell by now, my queen was thrilled.
"So what do you want Jimmy?"
"I want you to fully appreciate your role as the dominant partner. But first let me tell you my rules for this marriage." Taking out my notebook, I spread my legs so that she can get a good look at my cock, and started reading...
1) Inside the house our relationship will be that of a great lady and her male slave.
2) I am to call you 'my lady'. (Never liked the word mistress)
3) All the household tasks, from cooking, washing etc should be my job. In short, I will be a housewife to you.
4) Apart from that, I must always please you, pamper you. I will be in quiet attendance while you eat or watch tv, if I don't have anything to do.
5) Since I will always depend upon you, I shall not have a bank account. In fact I won't have any money on my person. If I want something, the only way I can get it is by pleasing you.
6) I am to obey you under all circumstances, both in the house and outside. Your task would be to severely punish disobedience.
