Readers this is a multi chapter story of a series of events in the life of a married couple. The story involves female led marriage, BDSM, cuckolding, and extreme humiliation. If these themes offend you, stop now!
Chapter 1 Breakfast
Victor sat at the dining table, sipping his coffee as he prepared to go to work. He had awoken in a frenzy of thoughts this Monday morning about the details of things he would have to take care of at work so Linda and he could leave on vacation for their second honeymoon. He made a list of people he needed to call, instructions for various team members, priorities that he would have to attend to this week. Then he made a separate column for things he had to do at home to prepare, like packing, shopping, turning off the mail and newspapers. They were going away to California for 10 ten days, but it seemed to require so much preparation. He was never a good planner, but he was trying harder this time around to be involved instead of leaving it all to his wife.
He took a deep breath and closed his eyes for a moment to relax and reflect on the moment and on this special vacation. After twenty years of a beautiful marriage, Linda and Victor had come to love each other through a fabulous journey. Had they known then what they knew later during the settled years, she would have set the tone differently from the wedding night itself. They decided instead to do the next best thing - to celebrate their wedding anniversary by re-enacting the post-wedding honeymoon as it should have happened.
The idea for this second honeymoon was born of a passionate moment several months ago when Linda and he had mutually agreed to relive what they both had come to crave in a female-led relationship. They were lying in bed that night as they talked about it, wishing that they had exercised the courage to communicate their desires to each other when they first married. It was she who took the first step then by proposing that it was never too late to start again. The fact that she inspired the idea got Victor very aroused. They discussed it enthusiastically, and it culminated in an erotically charged revelation by Linda that it excited her to think about taking charge of their relationship, in particular the sexual aspect of it. Victor sparked to the idea so immediately and with such a fervor inside that he committed to himself that he would propose to his wife all over again.
The revelation happened back in January. Since then, they had talked about it frequently. Victor repeatedly begged Linda to be firm and ruthless with him even when he resisted. She was unsure at first, but gradually she embraced and eventually craved the idea of having complete control, knowing that even when Victor sulked over something initially, he eventually came around very excited. She agreed one day to commit to him, and in return to expect that he would accept her dominance as SHE wanted it, not as he imagined it.
April and May bloomed along. The much awaited honeymoon was only a couple of weeks away. Linda had not indicated specific details of what she had in mind, nor did Victor ask. Victor felt an intertwined combined sense of giddy excitement and nervousness over the unknown at the same time. Over the past year, Linda had gradually taken a stronger lead in setting a bold tone with him on all kinds of matters, as he was reminded clearly as she placed a "to-do" list in front of him just then.
"Darling, you better get going to work. Please take the garbage out. I want you to get gas in my car, get it vacuumed and washed today, and pick up these four things at the grocery store, okay?" Then she added ever so sweetly, "My black shoes also need to be polished... can you drop them off also at the shoe place next to the grocery store." Victor looked at the neatly organized list she had prepared for him. It was in chronological order for what tasks he would do before work versus after work. She even added a little smiley heart at the bottom of the list, a thoughtful little extra that pleased him. He recalled that the shoe shine place may be closed on Mondays, to which she replied in her classic, no-nonsense manner, "Well, husband, you can figure it out. Either you take the shoes tomorrow, or better yet, just polish them yourself, but just get it done, ok?"
