This is a unique story about a husband and wife, written from two perspectives under two different titles. This one is about the woman who thought her sex life became ordinary and scripted to the point of boredom. Its companion story is titled "I Just Wanted to Fuck". I suggest you read them both chapter for chapter and gain some insight into why people who love each other end up cheating. Like I said it is Unique, and I hope you enjoy hearing both sides.
I Just Wanted to be Fucked
Chapter Four
My learning continues, and surprises are revealed to me
As we drove away from my house I had this frightening feeling as to whether a neighbor might see me dressed as a slut, lifting my dress, and getting into a car with someone other than my husband, who by the way filled less and less of my thinking for some reason. It would be my number one thought to keep this situation as private as possible, but something was changing and although it scared me, I think I liked it. It was exhilarating and spontaneous, something I haven't had in my life for quite some time now.
I sat in the car deep in thought when I felt a sharp pain across my felt thigh, it was Master slapping me hard. Apparently during my ride, I had done what came natural to me when wearing a short dress, I put my heels and knees together like girls are taught to at a young age.
"Never have your kneecaps closer than eight inches. You're not here to be a lady, you're a slut and a whore so start acting like it."
I didn't speak a word; I just opened my legs as ordered and continued to look for his approval. As we continued, I noticed him checking to see if my legs returned closed, but I was now fully aware of the position of my knees and kept the demanded space between. When we arrived at our destination, we pulled into a normal looking parking garage you might find in any office building of any city, but I wondered about what we were doing here.
After we parked, he said only one word to me, and that word was "Stay". He exited the car and went to the trunk and returned with a nicely stitched leather bag, which had three smaller leather pouches inside it. He opened the first one and it contained a gold-plated chain with a leather loop handle on one end and a ring on the other. He handed it to me and said nothing, but I took it and held it awaiting his instructions. The second pouch contained a smaller chain with a big ring on one end and a smaller ring on the other, and the third pouch contained a gold key lock. He put the smaller chain around my neck and put the small ring through the larger one, then hooked the lock onto it, and the larger chain to that and closed the lock, essentially making it a leash with a choker collar around my neck. He then opened my door but before I could get out, he stood in my way.
"Do not embarrass or disappoint me today, you won't like the outcome."
We walked to the elevator him in front and me behind and took it to the second floor. On that floor were high end specialty shops for businessmen and Businesswomen that included everything from brief cases to wardrobe stores, and towards the back were two large signs, "Elaine's Spa and Beauty Center" and "Williams Style and Barber Shop". I was sure and a bit excited that we would be going to Elaine's, but we passed right by it and entered William's. I hesitated as we were to walk in, as he told me to give him an inquisitive look when confused, and he looked me in the eye and gave a light tug on my leash and choker collar. Remembering what he said in the car, I wasn't going to push the issue and I followed behind into the shop.
"William, how nice to see you again."
"And you also Brian. Is this the little lady you called me about?"
Yes sir, it is. I would like to get her touched up and then I schedule with Elaine for a more permanent solution later."
"Well bring her back into my private booth and we'll see what I can do for you today."
As we went into the back, it occurred to me that he didn't introduce me, or acknowledge me at all during that interaction. It was like he was bringing a pair of shoes to a cobbler or something, and I was the object he would be working on. As we reached the booth Master using his hand in the small of my back, guided me ahead of him to enter first. Inside was a roomy area with all sorts of Barber tools and skin and nail products. There were two normal chairs, one barber chair, and one table like you would see in a doctor's exam room.
"Well pretty lady let's get that dress off of you and you can hang it in the closet behind you."
I froze in place, this older but polite gentleman just told me to strip and hang up my clothes. I then felt a sharp sting across the back of my thigh, and I looked back, and Brian had used the leather end of the leash as a whip and hit me hard on the back of my thigh. This told me to get going and strip which I did and hung my dress as William suggested. William came over and took the leash from Sir and led me to the table.
"Look sweety, no one here is here to hurt you, and I do realize this is all new to you. But make it easy on yourself and take one piece of advice. If you are unsure of what to do, just do what your told and if your master doesn't want that, he will stop you. Do you understand what I'm telling you dear?"
"Yes Sir."
"Good, now jump up here and sit on the table and let me examine you."
I immediately did as I was told and started to put my hands folded on my lap when William gently took them and put them at my side, with a nod and a smile. He then starting with my head examined every tiny bit of my hairline front and back, even having me hold my hair on top of my head to give him a better view. He really was gentle and sweet in his own way although it was evident, he was very familiar with having naked women with collars in his shop so he must have been in the World of Dominance for some time now. With my hands still on top of my head he examined my underarms and around my areolas for any hair. Then I was told to lay down and he pulled stirrups out from the end of the table that any woman would be familiar with. Putting my feet in them he looked very closely at my crotch area, then down each leg to my toes.
"Her hairline is fine, although she has some hair on the back of her neck, her underarms need to be redone to get rid of stubble, she has two hairs on the left nipple are that I will pluck, her groin needs to be done with a straight razor, and a quick shaving of her legs. It shouldn't take me more than an hour or ninety minutes to make her perfect, but I recommend you have Elaine look and schedule laser treatments. Should I call her over before I start so she can see what needs attention?"
"By all means William, whatever you recommend, you're the specialist."
He took his phone out and dialed a number.
"Elaine, I have a good customer over here with a lady and I think you should look and make some notes before I shave her so you can do the laser hair removal on her in the future. Come over right now before I get started."
It wasn't long before a woman walked in and put on plastic medical gloves while I lay on my back with my legs slayed wide open. I started to move when she put a hand on my knee to hold me in place. She spoke to me in a stern and authoritative voice.
