(Part 1)
Introduced to FLM
I'm trying to catch my breath, the pain is intense, and I've been crying like a baby. I'm naked, completely exposed, laying over a chair in the middle of our living room. My cock is locked in a steel chastity cage and my ass on fire from the spanking my wife and her friend have just given me. They are standing over me, finishing their wine, talking about next steps. How did we get to this place?
I'm Andy, my wife, Cassie, or 'Cass', and I are in our early 50's and have been married 28 years. We have two great kids, the youngest moving out of the house last year for college, which is where this journey started. I'm in the corporate world, I run a division for a Fortune 500 company with 50 or so people reporting up through me. I make a great living and am proud of what I've accomplished in my career.
Cass has stayed home with the kids since they were little, as my income more than made up for what she would have made if she were working at her accounting job. It just wasn't worth it, her working and taking the kids to school, sports and other activities.
My travels with work, and the stress of my job, played a role of where we ended up over the years. Just after our last child moved out, things started to unravel. I was buried in work, had my weekly golf game with friends and Cass did her thing with girls from the country club. I mean, we live in an upscale community, she wants for nothing material, and has time to spend with friends playing tennis, going shopping and yoga. I thought things were going well, but little did I know how unhappy she really was.
Being alone now, we started fighting more than usual, as the kids weren't there as a distraction. Our sex life had also suffered significantly. With us arguing, she wasn't in the mood and what used to be sex several times a week had dwindled down to maybe once a week, if I was lucky.
As a result, I began closing my door at the office in the afternoon and watching videos on my iPad. This lead to a habit of masturbating once, twice, sometimes three times a day while at the office. When I got home in the evenings, I was already 'spent', and unable to perform. When I did feel like sex, I would get her ready enough to accept me, then start plowing away. My masturbation sessions had conditioned me to get off as quick as possible, which flowed back into our sex life. Needless to say, Cass wasn't happy with the sex, which led to more conflict, more fighting.
Little did I know, she began researching solutions to our marriage. I did notice some changes in her and how she responded to me. She started asking questions about masturbating, and how often I did it. She knew I did it, but had never even been curious throughout our marriage. Of course, I didn't tell her I was rubbing off every day at the office, but did admit to masturbating on occasion
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She continued to be curious about what I was doing and when. When we did have sex, she would try to get me to slow down and take my time. I could tell she was frustrated, but that's how it had always been, so I didn't really see a problem and used her as a cum deposit.
Until today.
Most Fridays I leave a little early, and am usually home by 5:00. Today, however, I had to wrap up the contract with a new supplier, so I texted Cass and told her I would be a little late. I ended up pulling in the driveway just before 6:30. We usually don't do much on Fridays, other than occasionally going out to dinner. Saturdays and Sundays are the days we have our routine together and with friends.
When I walked in the door, she was sitting in the living room, drinking a glass of wine, with a suitcase packed. She told me to sit down, as we needed to talk.
"Oh shit,"
I thought, "
what is this about?"
I was about to go to the kitchen for a gin and tonic when she proceeded to tell me she had had enough of life as we knew it. That if I wasn't going to change, she was going to leave and find someone else.
I couldn't believe what I was hearing! I knew she was frustrated with sex, and she didn't feel appreciated at home, but leave me? What the fuck?
I thought for a few moments and then figured she was having an affair.
"Who is he?" I asked.
She laughed and said nobody, yet. I was confused, standing there in a daze. I love Cass dearly, and certainly don't want things to end. After what seemed like 30 minutes of silence, which was probably only two minutes, I finally asked if there was something I could do. She said there was, but it was a one-time offer and I had to agree completely. Okay, I guess?
"What is it?"
She told me to re-fill her glass of wine first. I noted the bottle on the table was half gone, which is unusual for Cass at this time of day. I handed her the glass, and she took a long drink, almost half the glass, and her hand was shaking a little. She looked me in the eyes for a moment and said things had to change.
"Okay, I'll change."
"Shut up! I didn't tell you to speak yet, you will listen to what I have to say without interruption, or I'm leaving." She had never talked to me like that before, I knew she was serious.
"I've been doing a lot of reading over the past few months on relationships. Specifically, finding a way to put the spark back into them after all these years and after the kids move away. I've read a lot on the topic, and found various ideas. You are a domineering control freak Andy, you always have been, which is why you have been so successful in business. You are in a powerful position and are like a bull in a China shop when you get going. However, when you come home, you treat me the way you treat your employees, and that makes me feel like shit. You aren't attentive to me in the bedroom and you have a masturbation problem."
She continued, "In my research, I found a few sites on the topic of Female Led Marriage, or FLM. Ever heard of it?"
I shook my head no.
"Well, it's when the wife takes control of certain aspects of the marriage, which is what I'll be doing if we are going to stay together. What this means is, you will no longer treat me with disrespect, but in a loving way a husband should treat his wife."
"Another concept within this dynamic is domestic discipline. I didn't completely understand at first, but after more research, I now know this will work. FLM is about building a different kind of relationship with your husband and there are concepts I am going to enforce. Are you still with me?"
I shook my head yes.
"I've also been following several blogs of other women, and men, who practice this type of relationship. Many of them seemed to be in similar situations, where the husband was a powerful man and thought he could bring that home as well. They have come to this solution through many ways, many at their husband's suggestion, ironically. There is a common thread though, which is why it will work with us.
Three weeks ago, I was at Starbucks Saturday afternoon while you were playing golf. I was in line behind a woman wearing a bracelet, but not just any bracelet, one with a small key dangling off it."
