It was Friday afternoon, around 1PM when I received a call from my wife, Callie. I saw the caller I.D. and answered "Hello, gorgeous, what can I do for you today?"
She replied, "Well, Ken, since you mentioned it. Could you explain the file of "Literotica" letters I found on the home computer?"
I was stunned; I didn't think she would ever find my downloaded stash of letters! "What letters?" I asked.
"Don't play dumb with me, you know I wouldn't download a bunch of stories about submissive lifestyle! Does this kind of woman really interest you?"
"I do kind of find it interesting" I replied.
Callie said, "We'll just have to discuss this further when you get home!" Then she cut off the phone conversation.
I didn't know what to think, all I knew was I was in for some kind of an argument when I got home.
The rest of the day seemed to drag by as I dreaded the upcoming confrontation that I knew I was in store for later. Soon enough it was 4:30, time for me to head home. The entire 30-minute drive home I was extremely nervous. I didn't want a big fight with Callie, I loved her tremendously. I found a bunch of submissive stories on Literotica, and thought they were really arousing, I don't know why I left them on the computer that we share.
It was just after 5 when I pulled into the garage. Nervously, I entered the living room of our house. There I saw a note on the coffee table. It was from Callie, and it read "Ken, please have a seat on the couch, I'll be right there. I thought about you and those letters all day long, and decided that this was the only way to deal with the situation." I immediately thought. "This can't be good", but boy was I wrong.
I looked up at the top of the staircase and saw Callie coming down towards me, my breath caught in my throat at what I saw!
My gorgeous Callie was really dressed to kill; she stands 5 Ft 8 inches and weighs around 125. She had long, shapely legs (undoubtedly from all the working out she does), a narrow waist and full, firm 38-inch tits. All of this is topped off by long flowing blonde hair, and the most amazing green eyes. Now, she had done her hair and make-up, and looked like a high fashion model. Her hair was very loosely curled; her eyes had dark eye shadow and long, long eyelashes. Her lips were a shinny, ruby red.
She was wearing a Shorty kimono, that I had bought her last year while in Japan, that barely covered her fine, fine ass. Under that she had on a pair of seamed nylons, I assumed she had on a garter belt since I could see the straps extending below the kimono holding the nylons up. Finally she had on a pair of stiletto heals, that had to be at least 5-inches tall.
When Callie reached the bottom of the stairs, she spoke to me. "Ken, since you had over a dozen of these "Submissive" stories in your file on the computer, I decided that you would really like to have a submissive wife. Up to this point in our 8-year marriage, you haven't had that. So, I decided to give it to you for this weekend, as a trial. Maybe it will work out and we can continue it, maybe it won't. But either way NO MORE STORIES! Either that, or I walk out that door, and never come back. I already have some bags packed, and waiting in the car. What will it be: do we have a deal?"
"Yes, yes. Anything, I don't want to loose you."
"O.K. then, as of right now, until midnight Sunday night, I am your Submissive and you are my master." She bowed her head, and said: "Command me, my Master, My love."
Wow, she must have read all the stories I had saved, and was really ready to act the part for the weekend.
"Callie, take off that kimono, let me see how you present yourself to me", I instructed.
Callie released the kimono's tie, shrugged it of her shoulders and let it fall at her feet. Under the kimono, she wasn't wearing the garter belt that I had assumed; she was wearing a black bustier, with under-cup support for her great tits and nothing covering them. Her nipples wear proudly on display, and were as erect as sewing thimbles.
"Do you approve, my master, my love?"
"Yes, that outfit is, acceptable. Now, it's been a long day, please go and make me a nice, cool drink, and return here with it."
"Yes my Master, my Love."
When Callie returned with my drink, I informed her: "Callie, it is really dark in here, why don't you let in some light. Go open the drapes in the living room, nice and wide."
She looked at me with a raised eyebrow, then nodded her head and replied: "Yes my Master, my Love."
As she sauntered over to the window, I though: "Yes my Master, my Love." I could really love hearing that phrase.
When she finished, she asked: "How is that, my Master, my Love."
"Fine, fine. Now come back over here, we have something to discuss."
As Callie stood in front of me, looking as hot as I can ever remember seeing her, I told her: "You know, lately you have been a bit remiss in the performance of your wifely duties, I think now would be the ideal time to make up for that. Don't you?"
Callie grinned and said: "Yes my Master, my Love."
"Good, Callie get down on your knees and suck my cock!"
"As you wish, my Master, my Love." And with that, she dropped to her knees, undid my belt and my slacks, and freed my erect 9-inches from my shorts. She started licking my cock, from the base of the balls to the tip of my cock. She started sucking on the head, and used her hands to stroke the length of the shaft.
I stopped her and said: "No, no. No hands Callie, just lips and tongue."
She eagerly complied. Soon she had a good rhythm set up. Working about half my cock into her sweet mouth.
I decided that if she was willing to give this a try, we might as well go for it. So I told her: "That's pretty good Callie, but it still does not make up for your recent lack of performance. I want you to take it deep, all the way down. I want to feel your chin resting on my balls while you suck. Also, when I tell you I'm going to cum, you will beg for it, if I'm not convinced with your sincerity, you will be punished. Do you understand?"
Callie released my cock from her mouth with a loud POP, and replied: "Yes my Master, my Love." Then she dove back onto my cock, and slowly took it deeper and deeper. After a couple of gags, she finally had my cock fully in her throat. Then she slowly slid up, until just the tip was in her mouth, I thought I was going to have to repeat my instructions, but just as I was about to begin, she started working her way back down my cock. Callie repeated this process a few more times, then she quickened her pace. Soon she was rapidly impaling her face on my cock.
After about 5 minutes of face fucking, I stopped Callie while she was all the way down on my cock, and told her: "Callie, I think my balls are in need of attention, give them a nice tongue bath while you're down there."
While I held Callie's head down on my cock, she put her talented tongue to work. She was drooling and licking all over my cock and balls. After a couple minutes of this, I could feel that it was time to cum. "I'm going to cum soon Callie" I said.