Shawn had been in Army for eight years now, leaving home was nothing new. He and his wife, Tiffany, were accustomed to the changes that came along with overseas assignments. This time he was only leaving for five months, and it was to Europe of all places. Still, this meant five months of time away. Tiffany would be managing bills, the house, the family; all essentially on her own. While Shawn was focusing on his work in Europe. This also meant five months without physical contact with each other. But, again, this wasn't their first rodeo and they had learned how to keep their sexual flame alive at long distances.
It helped that Shawn and Tiffany had developed a certain type of sex life over their decade of marriage. One mostly revolving around female domination. In the beginning, it had been Shawn's fantasies that started their exploration of femdom. Overtime though, Tiffany had found herself becoming more and more confident in taking control, and now on the occasions that Shawn attempted to top in bed he quickly found himself reminded that his wife no longer wanted to play the role of the submissive. Usually that reminder came with a considerable amount of pain for him. This femdom lifestyle wouldn't change with his leaving the country.
It had been about one week since Shawn arrived in Europe. He was settled into his temporary home, a large tent shared with about seven other Soldiers. They each had their own bunks, spaced about six feet apart from each other. There was a separate tent outside for the latrines, and another tent for showers. Luckily cellular service wasn't an issue, the area had wifi so that everyone could easily communicate with their loved ones back home.
The week had been busy, filled with travel and paperwork and settling in. Sex hadn't been in the forefront of Shawn's mind like usual. He was admittedly a bit of an addict, but his focus has been on work so far. But now that everything was settled, and he was relaxing in his tent for the weekend, his thoughts drifted to the fact that he hadn't gotten any release or even attention in a whole seven days.
*Ding* Tiffany's phone lit up with a text message from her husband.
"Hey. Are you busy?"
"Not really. Just watching Netflix. What's up?"
"I'm horny... Lol"
"Lol. I bet you are. It has been a whole week, Have you been good?"
"Yes. I haven't touched myself. I've been too busy anyway. Lol."
"Busy or not, you know I own that cock. You better not touch it without my permission."
Shawn got a chill down his spine. He loved hearing his wife talk about how she owned him. She really did too, at home she often kept his cock locked in a chastity device. He would sometimes go days or even weeks locked up.
"Do you want to play with it? I might let you if you ask nicely."
"Please sweetheart. Can I please stroke my cock for you?"
"Where are you right now? In your bed?"
"Yes, I'm in my sleeping bag. But everyone else is still awake, I'm going to go to the latrine and jerk it. If you give me permission to jerk off that is. Lol"
"You can touch yourself, but you have to do it there. In your sleeping bag."
"Oh c'mon! There's like seven other guys in here."
"I guess you'll have to go really slow so they don't notice. Lmao"
"..."
"I mean if you don't want to play, you don't have to."
"I didn't say that! I want to, I will."
"Good boy. That's better. Now start stroking your cock for me, nice and slow."
