I am my husband's submissive slut wife and he is my Sir. This is a true story about a particular day from our life.
It was a Saturday and I was out doing the weekly routine errands, mainly the grocery shopping, when my phone let out the familiar "whistle" sound alerting me that my Sir had texted me. He had told me long ago he couldn't actually whistle but if he could, that he would whistle at me with that sexy one that men do when a hot woman walked down the street. So I fixed that problem where I made his text sound be just that. He loves it.
Anyway, the text read, "I've put out your attire so when you get back home, you need to pay attention and respond accordingly". I gave the expected response of, "Yes Sir". Then I added an update about my progress and when I was expecting to be home, which was about an hour away still. He gave me a thumbs up emoji in return.
I didn't know what he had in mind but it didn't much matter since what he wants, he gets. As I stopped to think about the fact he was planning something fun, I felt my pussy juices start to flow. That's not really anything unusual though as I'm his submissive slut wife who is trained to be ready whenever he is.
I found myself walking that much faster so as to get home to my Sir that much quicker too. I walked in the house 45-minutes later having completed all my tasks for the day. As I walked in, I saw that just to the left of the door and hanging from the hooks where we put our keys and wallet/purse was my high neck posture collar. As well, I saw my wrist and thigh cuffs hanging there too. That was all there was. I knew this meant that my Sir wanted me to be fully nude while adorned with just these leather accouterments.
Knowing I was about to have my holes used to my Sir's pleasure made my pussy drip wven more so, but I also knew I had to first get all the groceries put away. I went into overdrive, moving as quickly as possible. The entire time I never did see my husband so I just assumed he was in our bedroom waiting for me.
As soon as all the groceries were all properly put away, I went to the laundry room and stripped clean of all clothing and set about getting properly dressed for my Sir. I put the thigh cuffs on first, then each of the wrist cuffs, and finished off with the posture collar. The posture collar had to go on last as its one of those that forces my head to be held high and straight forward, so I knew I wouldn't be able to look down well enough to put all the cuffs in place otherwise.
I snapped the collar lock in place, as I knew that would be expected. While the wrist cuffs also have locks, where I knew Sir intended to lock each of my wrists to each of my thighs, we both knew I couldn't get either of those in place by myself so I just let them hang from the thigh cuffs unlocked. Knowing I was as ready as I could be, I set out to the bedroom with excitement and anticipation of what was to come next.
As I reached our bedroom, the door was closed which is unusual since our two kids are both away in college now and it was just the two of us in the house these days. Of course, that led me to wonder if I was to simply enter or if a knock was needed first, but I opted to just enter. I mean, I do live here too!
What I saw was surprising to say the least and my shock must've registered on my face pretty immediately too. My Sir was lying on the bed, on his back, naked, with a strange woman riding his cock in the cowgirl position. He was gripping her thighs to physically, while simultaneously verbally encourage her to grind her hips on his member as much as possible. And grinding she was indeed doing too!
Because of the way our bed is positioned, she didn't see me at first as her back was to me but my Sir definitely did. He saw my shocked and disappointed face, where I wasn't sure what all this meant now too. I found myself immediately getting shy and backing away while feeling a lot of jealousy bubble up too. While this wasn't the first time we've had a threesome, it was the first time for me to just walk in on him in the middle of it too so I wasn't even sure if this was to be a threesome and whether I was really invited or not.
As I was shyly backing away with confusion and hurt in my eyes, Sir stopped me by saying, "Slut. Get out of your head and come to me now!" He knows me so well he had read my mind.
Also as he spoke the woman stopped her hip gyrations and twisted her torso to see me too, but of course she made no effort to dismount my Sir's cock. While she looked at me still, he spoke to her saying, "I didn't tell you to stop, did I?"
She started grinding her hips once more, almost in slow motion this time though, while continuing to stare straight at me. She said, "Slut. Hmm. I think that's a bad girl word. You should be a good girl like me and do as Daddy tells you to."
I didn't lose eye contact with her as I approached the bed. I was so unsure of this situation that I was so entirely in my own head right then. As I approached the bed Sir said, "Slut. I said stop. Stop overthinking. Your job is the same as always. Just do as you are told and have fun!"
That was when I turned to look at him and said, "Yes Sir."
He pulled my arm so that I was standing right beside his head, to which he then grabbed up my wrist to pull my face down to him. He started to kiss my lips softly, giving me the tender reassurances he knew I needed.
When our kiss ended I looked downward to see she that she was then dismounting my Sir's cock while moving to lay beside him on his other side.
That was when Sir spoke up and said, "Alright. Before this gets out of hand between you too, there will be no cat fighting today Ladies."
That's when I saw her hand reach out to Sir's cock where I knew she was intending to start stroking him. When I looked at her eyes, she was staring right at me and smiling. So despite Sir's directives to get out of my head and stop fighting with this strange woman, I also reached my hand out to Sir's member where my hand pushed hers aside. I gained a grip on his cock first and began to stroke him with intention, never the while breaking any eye contact with her.
Sir called me out on my behavior this time even more so, as apparently now I'd gone too far. His words came out firm and sharp, "Slut! I already told you twice and I WON'T say it again! You need to stop. Right NOW!"
He grabbed my wrist and pulled my hand away from his cock. While still holding onto me though, he sat upright, turned and threw his legs over the side of the bed to face me positioning his back to this girl.
Then his tone was immediately softer, where he looked me in the eye while still tightly gripping my wrist he said, "My sweet wife, you should know you have nothing to fear. I love how fiercely you fight for me... for us really."
He continued talking, "I put you in your collar and cuffs for a reason. You need to trust I know what's best for us. So now start acting like the trained submissive slut wife that I've trained you to be. The same one whom I love and adore."
He knows just exactly how to make me melt! That's all it took for all my tension to dissipate, where I visibly softened as he spoke right to my heart. And my pussy started to warm up once again too. He smiled up at me and said, "Now THAT is my Good Girl".
This whole time he still had a firm tight grip on my wrist. At this point, he started to lower my right arm down to my side. I knew what was coming next. He grabbed up the lock that was still dangling from the O ring on my thigh cuff, strung it through my wrist cuff, and clicked the lock into place. My right arm was now firmly attached to my right leg and going nowhere.
I let down my guard choosing to no longer fight this now and voluntarily turned to present my left arm to be attached to my left leg. It was but another few seconds where we all heard the click of that lock securing my left arm down and also away from use.
That's when I heard this girl clap her hands, give a little bounce on the bed, and say, "Oh goodie. Now do I get to play Daddy??"
He let out a bit of a laugh while twisting over his shoulder. He then said, "Baby Girl, come meet my submissive slut wife now."
