Note: Please understand that while the subjects covered in this storyline are indeed fantasies of mine, none have been lived out so reality may indeed be far different than what I imagine and write. On top of that I'm not a trained writer so I'm positive there is room for improvement.
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"Honey, wake up." Came whispering through the darkness as soft hands traveled my body. These gentle intrusions roused me from perhaps the best nights sleep I'd had in years. I tried to stretch as I yawned and began to open my eyes only to find that I couldn't separate my arms and legs!
Panic and confusion began to overtake my muddled brain and the soft caresses turned to a firm grip upon my shoulders and force me back to the mattress.
"Don't panic sweetie, it's just our special cuffs. I wanted to make sure that you remember just who is in charge for the next few days and remember last night."
I looked up at my wife as she straddled me, for the first time since waking. She was dressed in some slutty looking lingerie that I'd never seen before and her make up made her look very much like a slut. It started to do wonderful things for my cock. I started to remember things from last night and realize that they aren't just dreamlike fantasies as the pain in my cock brought me to reality.
I really did have a cock cage on and all those nasty and wonderful things that I had dreamt of weren't actually a dream, but things that my lovely little wife had done to me last night. Emotions coursed through me, lust, desire, shame, embarrassment, contentment, longing, need and anger. The tide raged within me until anger won out as it usually does. Hey, I'm a guy, what can I say?
I was on the verge of a tirade when my wife's voice cut through the haze of emotion.
"Honey, don't start with an attitude. I don't want to have to gag you this early in the day!" The look on her face showed that this wasn't an idle threat. "We both know you wanted last night, and all of what is to come. Don't ruin it or our marriage by being a macho ass about it now!"
It was as if somebody had hit me with an electrical charge. I went slightly stiff and a new wave emotions began to wage war within me. But through it all my lust and desires began to surface again.
"So last night was real?" I began, searching her face for any signs that she now found me less of a man and husband as I'd always feared. My inner voices warred with each other over my desire to run with my fantasies and my fear that my life with this woman was altered, changed or perhaps even ended. "Oh yes! And I had a fantastic time and it seemed that you did too. I spent a great deal of time since 'finding' those sites and files, doing research into what it all is. In doing this I found that I wanted to give you what you wanted, and in return you were actually giving me something as well. This sense of power that I feel is wonderful, not something that I want to override our relationship, but it is something that I enjoy and plan to enjoy much more, and more often."
The combination of her body language and tone set me at ease. I was not being run over and thought of as a 'wimp'. Me relief must have been visible because as soon as it washed over me she was speaking again.
"Now don't misunderstand me. You are MINE! For this weekend and any other I choose and you will obey me in everything I command and demand of you. If you cannot accept this then say so now, and we can schedule counseling. I cannot condone lying in our marriage. Tell me now, are you willing and prepared to walk down this path you set before us and see where it takes us?"
Her eyes bored into me and her posture was rigid as if she were preparing herself for a bad moment. I was filled with trepidation but a bolt of lust burst up through me and exploded in an odd sense of contentment. I felt safe in the fact that she did love me, even with these fantasies out in the open. There was only one answer for me at this moment.
