Wifedom Weeend Getaway

Chapter 1 The Set Up

My wife Gen and I take weekend getaways regularly. Recently, she's taken to exercising her dominance over me even while we were on a mini vacation. She always makes all the plans, I'm never consulted or asked. I usually find out on a Friday morning that we're leaving Friday afternoon. This time we drove a couple hours to a little artsy getaway town filled with galleries, restaurants and bars. Once we got to our Airbnb, which was on the first floor just around the corner from the main gallery/bar street, she told me I was no longer allowed to wear clothing for the weekend. This wasn't that unusual, I hadn't been allowed clothing at home for more than five years. I didn't know how I was going to ""vacation" if I didn't have any clothes on. Of course I obeyed her with out hesitation. She grabbed the car keys, packed up all my clothes and took them with her. She returned a few minutes later with her " toy bag", filled with all of her implements of dominance: ropes, cuffs, the ball gag, plugs, paddles, and strap on dildos. It'll be a nice vacation for her... she would go out whenever she wanted, eating, drinking, and looking at art. Meanwhile I'll be sequestered back in our rental. I was now realizing this wasn't going to be much of a getaway for me. Servitude as usual was my time here.

Seven years ago I had asked for this, to be dominated, I think I used the term "I wanted to be owned by you". We had role played a bit prior, but I was upping the game. She seemed reluctant and thought about it for a couple of weeks finally accepting my proposal. After a bit of research and getting her "dominant bitch" feet under her-she took over and never looked back. Maybe I'll tell that story sometime. Back to her getaway. Gen went out a lot, when she would leave, she would tie me to the bed, or in the closet like a garment bag, or bent over the little coffee table uncomfortably forcing my ass in the air. I was always blindfolded. When she left on Saturday afternoon, she tied me over the table again, this time super tightly. My ass was aimed straight up toward the window, the curtains were drawn. This time she tied twine around my balls and cock snugly and then must have pulled it tight and tied it to the window crank. It was very tight and hurt a lot but was also super exciting because it was the first time she had touched my cock all weekend. Then she put the ball gag in my mouth and cinched it down. She told me it would be a while before she was back, but that she would bring food and maybe a surprise. This excited me but also made me nervous. It seemed like I heard her open the curtains before she left, but I couldn't be for sure.

"You better stay hard toy boy" she said as she left. The thing that I was punished the most for was not staying hard in presence. To be fair to me, she would leave the room and I would begin to soften, and then she'd walk in, see that I was not hard and tell me that I earned a good spanking or some other punishment.

It seemed like hours before her return. But when she came through the door, I could tell that she wasn't alone. "I do not want to hear a sound out of you, clear?" I nodded my head as best I could. She offered whoever she was with a glass of wine. The woman accepted the offer. And then asked, "so do you guys do this a lot?" my wife answered, "no this would be the first time I've offered him up like this. I've been dominant over him for more than seven years, he loves being controlled by me and I love owning him. It took me quite a while to get in to the control/punishment thing. But he was so responsive to it and slowly I realized what I could get out of it and it just became more and more exciting for me. I now would have it no other way. Back to your question it is the first time I've offered him to someone else to be punished. We've been discussing it for a couple of years, but I don't think he took me seriously. I've been working very hard on his training, and needed to get him to a certain level of commitment before I involved anyone else. I know this must be incredibly exciting for him, and he'll do whatever we demand. Besides I've collected a lot of blackmail material over years, with the push of a button his submissive little secret will go out to the world. His obedience is transferable, he's signed a contract. You are the first lucky one Steph." At least I now knew this woman's name.

Steph chimed in, "What is the blackmail material? And how would you use it?"

" it's photos and videos mainly. I do have a couple of signed contracts of him agreeing to all of this. But the videos are most damning, I have them of him, begging to be pegged in the ass. Or to be punished by me, with long descriptions of the punishment he wants to receive.

As far as enforcement goes, I joined a female lead relationship website/blog, I've had an extensive page about him on there for a long time. People can go and look at it currently, but he is anonymous, although I suppose someone could accidentally happen upon it and possibly recognize him. Oh, back to the blackmail-With the touch of a button I can invite anyone I choose to be able to see the blog. This is the first he has heard of it, I haven't had to threaten the exposure because he has pretty much done everything I've told him to do. I mentioned it today because I do not want his dedication and servitude to waiver now that you're involved. Do you understand this toy?"

My breathing had grown heavy, I was totally freaking out, I had had fantasies along these lines, but the public web presence was next level, the reality of what was happening scared the shit out of me.

In answer to her question, though I aggressively nodded my head that I understood. I had an occasional thought of resistance from time to time, but this new threat ended that, probably forever.

There was a pause and then Steph spoke, "it might be the wine but I'm intrigued. What's next?"

My wife sounded a little giddy, "great, i'm up for answering any questions you might have. I've got a few things to show you just to let you know that he not only accepts this, but desperately wants it. Let me grab my iPad to show you a few things."

"So this is a full legally binding contract that he signed a year ago today. There's a lot in here, but you're welcome to read through it. I'd love to get your feedback, other than a FLR consultant I've been working with no else has read it. The gist of it is that I own him fully. He exist for my pleasure whether that pleasure is brought about by me, punishing him or by having him stick his tongue up my ass. His pleasure, including his orgasms are entirely controlled by me. Most of the time I have him wear a chastity device so that he cannot cheat while I'm off at work. After I upload images from this weekend I think I'll post the contract in his profile as well."

WTF! FLR consultants, blogs featuring me! What has happened! Did I help create this dominant creature? Or at some level was she

waiting for the opportunity to reveal herself and take over. Before we married I had her tie up up a handful of times-did this clue her in? Was this always her long game?

I guess I'll never know, and at this point does it matter. Ugh

"Damn" Steph said. "I'll get to reading". " would you like some more wine?" "That would be great" she said.

If she really intended on reading it all I knew it was going to take a while. It was probably four pages long although I haven't looked at it since I signed. I wrote most of it. There were addendums that I signed without reading. That in and of itself was an exercise in submission. Gen just chuckled at the time.

She would have me write a draft and then Genevieve would tell me that it was too wimpy. I needed to ramp it up. Then she would usually spank my ass and make me get right back at it. This happened probably a dozen times over a couple weeks of working on it. One Saturday morning after she had read my most recent draft, she came into where I was bound to a chair and told me how disappointed she was in me. I could tell she was quite angry. She took me to the garage, tied my hands together and pulled them to the ceiling with a rope and pulley that she had had me install. After blindfolding me she pulled my legs far apart and attached a spreader bar. She pulled my balls way down and wrapped twine around them, she used a lot. It had the effect of squeezing my testicles away from my crotch. She later showed me an up close photo, there were three inches of twine wrapped around my scrotum, my balls were deep purple. Gen then hung a heavy weight off my balls and she left. Time is always hard to perceive under these heightened circumstances, it seemed like an hour before she came back but might have only been ten minutes.

"I'm pretty done with your lame attempts at the ownership contract. You say this is what you wanted but that just isn't reflected in the work. I'll give you one more week to do better. I need you to get creative with the punishment and blackmail sections. Suggesting I take photos of your naked bound ass is not embarrassing enough. Ramp it up and get creative.

Right now you are going to get a whipping, you're getting the clamps on your nipples, I'm going to raise the garage door and turn your ass purple. You should try to keep quiet to avoid getting the neighbor's attention." The door raised and clunked to a stop. She started with a paddle for a solid five minutes, I was whimpering quietly but wanted to scream out. She switched to a belt I think, maybe ten minutes with that. Her cadence of the swings were irregular, so just when I thought she might be done another blow would land.

My ass was on fire. My nipples were in agonizing pain. She told me that she was going to leave for the day leaving me there in the garage. The next draft had better be a good one, and meet her expectations she said as she pulled out and away. She didn't close the garage door!! Shear terror raced through my mind, I would be seen! Probably arrested. Right as my heart rate was peaking the garage door came down. She must have driven around the block. She is treacherous.