Contents
Submission in the Algarve
An immodest proposal
Day 1
Day 2
Day 5
The second week
Closing ceremony.
Homeward bound
An immodest proposal
My wife came into the living room and placed a paper wallet on the coffee table, "Two tickets to Faro, two weeks in Sunny Portugal." We had been talking about taking a holiday for a long time, but I had never got around to organizing it.
"Great, thanks hon."
She looked at me, her mouth was tight and I knew she was a little pissed off, "If I hadn't taken charge nothing would have happened, again, you've been so listless lately."
I really couldn't deny it, so I said nothing.
"I've been thinking about something," she said, "something I want to try while we are away." She paused for a while, "We're drifting Joe, and I don't like it. We're losing things, parts of our relationship, fun, intimacy. So I want, I want to change things on this holiday, liven up our sex life, are you willing to about it."
"OK, what's on your mind?" She hadn't mentioned anything like this to me before, but she was right, our sex life could best be described as irregular, although when we did get down to it, we still manage to fuck each other's brains out.
"You've become quite passive recently, I'm doing everything, like organizing this trip, is that really what you want our life to be like?"
"What do you mean?" I responded a little hesitantly.
"Well, on the holiday, I want you to be passive, in fact, I want you to be submissive, and to be clear, I mean sexually submissive as well. You will do what I say, when I say it, without complaint." She was pacing around the room, "I need you to commit to it, no safe word that you can use to wiggle out part way through. Once we start, I'm in charge. I'm your Mistress for every minute of the full two weeks, I own you. You have no free will, you make no decisions, you will do exactly what I tell you, when I tell you, and only what I tell you."
She stood in front of me while I let that long speech set in after the initial shock wore off, I was a little intrigued, this might be interesting, "How long have you been thinking about this Lorna?"
"Weeks, I suppose." She sat on the arm of my chair and leaned into me, "Really since I started asking you to book the holiday and you did nothing about it. I've done some reading, and I have a plan, you don't need to know what it is, in fact, it's better that you don't know any details, but I promise you, we'll both have a good time, so what do you say?"
"I'm not sure, it's a lot to take in, a little role playing might be good for us, but this sounds like a fantasy vacation for you, I'm not sure what's in it for me, it's certainly different, but..."
She looked at me, her eyes were dark, they always darkened when she was sexually excited, "It won't be forever Joe, it's not a permanent change I'm asking for, just for the holiday." She started to pace again, "I know you, honey, and I'm pretty sure you will enjoy what I have in mind if you commit to it, but if we decide to do it, if we start, I want to finish, I don't want the fantasy spoiled halfway through, I need you to be with me all the way to the end."
I was a little dazed, simply sitting and looking at her without responding. I'd not seen her glow with emotional fire like that in a long time. My own emotions were mixed, trepidation, a little excitement. I was wondering about what she actually had in mind, but the overriding worry was that we both knew our marriage was in trouble and it needed something, maybe this was it.
"Will you do it for me?" She asked.
I could feel a tightening in my boxer shorts as extra blood flowed into my cock, we had always been fairly straightforward in our sex life, a little kink might not be so bad, my cock certainly seemed to be in favor of it, "Maybe, but I think I want to set a few ground rules."
"Ok," she said, "go on."
"Nothing permanent, no piercing, no tattoos, no scars, no cuts, nothing like that."
"Of course."
"No guys." I looked directly at her "I don't want to see you with another guy, and I certainly don't want to be with one. I'm willing to try the submission thing, but only to you."
"What about girls?"
I thought about that for a minute, it was actually quite a pleasant thought, "OK, other girls, but still no guys."
"Agreed, anything else?" She waited while I thought about it. "Get it out now honey because as soon as we walk through the door of our villa, your only answer will be yes, no hesitation, no second thoughts, simply yes."
"Nope, nothing else, but we've still got a while to go before we fly. I guess I'm game for it, let's do it."
She smiled at me, "Thanks, honey." She stood and slowly removed her panties from under her skirt, she took my hand and held it to her pussy, I could feel the heat and the wetness of her excitement, I drew her down for a kiss and we made love on the carpet.
The preparations for the holiday were extensive, although she took charge of them all, I could feel she was already beginning to exert her dominance.
At my wife's suggestion, I had been reading stories of domination and submission, not so much S&M, although she had slipped a little of that in, it was mostly psychological stuff. I read Male/Female, Female/Male, and Female/Female, but she didn't try to force me to read any Male/Male works. I was happy about that.
I wasn't sure if the stories were good preparations for what we were about to experience, but she had already read each of them before me, and she made a point of letting me know that I had not read everything she had.
Our sex life had been fairly moribund over the last few months, but it had been nightly and hot since those travel tickets hit the coffee table, a little fantasy and a little porn seem to be good for the soul.
She went shopping, I went along to carry the bags. I was surprised that the first store we visited was Petsmart, we didn't have a pet. She bought a large dog bed, a couple of bowls with paw prints on them, and a leather dog collar. Lorna looked at me, "The tag I've bought online, I'm not sure Petsmart would print what I wanted," as we made our way out of the store she was softly giggling to herself.
I didn't need much imagination to put two and two together on that one.
We visited a sex shop, but she made me stand outside and wait while she made her purchases, then we visited Macy's and bought her usual bag after bag of clothes. I didn't need to shop for myself, she told me, she'd taken care of everything I'd need.
Day 1
The weeks went by until finally and we stepped through the front door of our Portuguese Villa. I went to bring the suitcases into the bedroom, "Stop," she commanded, "it begins now, are we still in agreement?"
I nodded, she slapped my face, it wasn't violent and didn't hurt, but it was a shock, "Answer me slut."
"Yes," I stammered.
Another slap, "Yes, Mistress."
"Yes, Mistress," I replied quickly.
"Good," she purred, she pulled out an empty Macys carrier bag from her purse, "strip, put your clothes in here, you won't need them for the rest of the stay."
I didn't know how I felt, apprehensive, excited, a bit of both, my cock, on the other hand, had no doubts, and as I dropped my boxers into the bag, it was already full size and erect.
"Kneel."
I knelt in front of her, totally naked, she slipped the dog collar from her hand bag and fastened it around my neck, she had a small silver medallion in her hands, which she held up to my eyes, "Read it out loud."
"Submissive Slut Joe, Property of Mistress Lorna, Permission required for use."
"Do you like it slut?"
"Yes, Mistress," I responded.
"Forget I am your wife, forget you are my husband, do not think about that relationship at all. For the next two weeks, those things are not true, from this moment on, our only relationship is that between a Mistress and her sub."
"Yes, Mistress," I had a feeling that I would be saying, "Yes, Mistress," rather a lot over the next two weeks.
"I will give you further instructions later, first, unpack, everything except the small gray case, then make me a mojito and bring it out to the veranda, you have fifteen minutes slut, no more."
She moved across the room, opened the sliding glass door on to the veranda, pulled a seat out from the table and settled in under the open umbrella.
I moved quickly dragging the suitcases to the master bedroom, I tried to remember how her clothes were stacked in our bedroom at home and did my best to replicate it. I put the dog bed at the side of the King Size bed which dwarfed it.
Naked except for my collar I moved around the house until I finally stood at my Mistresses side with a mojito on a silver tray.
She pointed to her feet, "Kneel." I did and she continued to speak, "unless instructed otherwise you will always kneel at my feet, open your legs more I want a better view." She looked at down at me, "hmm, I'll give you a better shave later slut."
