"Honey, while I was upstairs changing, I went into our bathroom and I saw your douche bag hanging there. Are you having any kind of a problem?" Asked Brian.
Setting the dinner table, Amy replied, "No I'm not but let's talk about it later. Will you tell the kids that dinner is ready?"
"Sure thing", replied Brian.
Later that evening after the children were in bed, Amy and Brian were preparing for bed. In his pajamas, Brian walked into the bathroom and was reminded of Amy's douche bag. "So honey, why do you have your douche bag hanging here?"
Putting on her night gown and then putting her arms around Brian's neck, she replied, "Chris is going to be here on Thursday night. The douche bag is for you. You are to use it as an enema bag. Chris wants you to clean out your bowels until just clear water runs out of you."
Shocked, Brian reacted, "What? Chris is crazy. Why would he want me to do that?"
Still holding her arms around Brian's neck and in a sultry voice she whispered, "Chris wants you to be nice and clean because he is going to sodomize you."
Pushing her arms away, Brian responded, "That's not going to happen. You two have me sucking his cock, what more do you want? Why would he want to fuck me when he has you?"
Still in her sultry voice, "He feels that once he does that to you then he will own you. He wants to own you."
Brian protested, "No he can't. You own me. I belong to you. It's not enough that he's fucking my wife, now he wants to strip me of my masculinity too."
Amy stepped back and slipped off her nightie so that she was nude in front of her cuckold. She knows that once he see's her naked body he has no resistance to her. "Yes, I own you and Chris owns me. I have to do what he asks of me and he wants your ass," replied Amy.
"Well I'm not doing that," answered Brian.
In a stern voice Amy asked, "Are you disobeying me? We have a female led marriage which you agreed to so when you disobey me, you are disrespecting me. I demand absolute obedience from you and if I don't get it then I'm going to have to take you down into the basement and discipline you. Is that what you want?"
Saying nothing, Brian just shrugged his shoulders which infuriated Amy. Putting her night gown back on as she said, "Okay, let's go."
Brian followed her down the stairs where they stopped in the kitchen so Amy could get the key to their wine cellar. It was a room in the basement with a heavy wooden door which they kept locked. The room was built to Amy's specifications. She put the key into the lock and turning it she pushed open the heavy door.
They entered the room. There were racks of bottles of wine from all over the world. The room was insulated to keep the wine at a constant temperature. The insulation also served as sound proofing. Amy pushed the heavy door closed and locked it. Then she clicked on the intercom so she could hear the children upstairs.
At the far end of the room was a long low bar with a small table and two chairs. Against a near by wall was a large wooden wine barrel laying on it's side. One would have to look close to see the ankle and wrist restraints attached at its base.
Brian often wondered if Amy had constructed a punishment room disguised as a wine cellar. He knows that whenever he is in this room he feels oppressed and he becomes subdued and submissive.
Amy looked at him and asked, "When was the last time that I disciplined you?"
"Ten months ago. After my cousin's wedding," replied Brian.
"And why did I have to discipline you?" She asked.
