Dave and Maggie had been married for 4 years now. They had a good sex life and had been sexually adventurous since they got together almost 6 years before they were married. Both were young professionals, in their late twenties and were in good shape. Maggie stood 5ft 5inches tall and had a beautiful flat tummy, a nice firm bottom and an amazing pair of perfectly formed breasts. Dave couldn't help but to adore his wife.
Dave stood 6ft tall. He was a well-built chap but not overweight. He had played a lot of sport and the physique that goes with that life style had remained with him.
Dave and Maggie had an exciting and varied sex life. However, Maggie was fed up of her husband wanking when she wasn't around. Maggie frequently checked the internet browsing history on their laptop and yet regularly found evidence that her husband had been looking at online porn. She knew her husband had a submissive side and most of the sites he visited reflected this. But why did he do this? She simply couldn't understand why her husband would do such a thing. Wasn't she enough for him? Enough was enough and Maggie made the decision to do something about it.
Maggie began doing some research on male submissiveness and soon discovered that she was not the only married woman with a husband that did this. She came across a number of forums created by wives who were having the same problem. There were a number of posts written by wives detailing how they dealt with this problem but one piece forum topic particularly caught her attention. The topic was written by wives who took control of their husband's orgasms.
The wives on those forums explained how denying their husbands' orgasms would leave their loved one in a heightened state of sexual arousal caused them to become more affectionate, willing and loving. The forums contained details of the techniques that were used to achieve this. Maggie wasn't naturally dominant and she wondered if she could control him in this way.
She began to think how she could do this and put together a plan. Maggie had become so engrossed in her plans that she hadn't noticed how wet her pussy had become. She was unsure what she would get out of the experience and was surprised at how her body had reacted. Perhaps she would enjoy this after all.
The following day Dave came in from work at the usual time. Maggie felt nervous. First she had to confront Dave about his use of porn. Then she had to tell him how she intended to deal with it. She was unsure just how he would react. They sat down at the table and had dinner together. She planned to do it when they had finished their meal. Maggie's heart began to race as she plucked up the courage to raise the issue.
"Dave" she began.
Dave could tell from the tone of her voice that something was not quite right. "Yes, is everything ok?" he replied.
"Well, no it's not actually" she paused wondering if she could continue. She took a deep breath and carried on. "I know that you spend a lot of time looking at porn on the internet. I've looked at the browsing history on the laptop and have seen the hundreds of porn pages you have been viewing. To be frank, I'm fed up of it Dave. I don't understand why you need to do it ..."
Dave tried to interrupt her "Sweetheart, I don't...."
Maggie cut him off "Shut up ..." she said suddenly in a raised voice. Her tone shocked Dave and he stopped talking. "... and let me finish. I'm fed up of you looking at porn on the internet. I'm fed up of you wanking your cock when I'm not there ..." Maggie surprised herself at how easily such crude language came out of her mouth. She continued. "... I know you make yourself cum when you look at this filth and I've made the decision to do something about it."
Dave was stunned. He wasn't sure how he felt. Slightly embarrassed? He considered denying it but he had never heard his wife talk like this before. It was clear she was in no mood for games and he decided to keep his mouth shut.
Maggie continued "From now on Dave, I am in control of your orgasms. In fact I am in control of your cock. Your cock is mine. You will only get to cum where, when and how I say. There will be no more sneaky orgasms when I'm out or in bed. Indeed, you will only cum at all if you are lucky."
The initial shock of his wife's actions faded to be replaced by excitement. He actually enjoyed giving up control but did she really mean what she was saying? How would she stop him wanking? And could he really give up control of his orgasms to her?
"This starts now Dave" she said sternly. "I want you to promise me, that you will not cum unless I allow you to. Can you promise me Dave?"
Dave paused. "I think so" he said.
"Not good enough" shouted Maggie. "The answer is either 'yes' or 'no' and trust me, you don't want to answer no! I'm serious about this and have a contingency plan Dave, so think again and give me your answer!"
"Yes" Dave said. "I promise, you have my word"
"Good" replied Maggie with a smile on her face. "From now on your only chance of cumming is to do as I say. You may think I'm being mean here but trust me when, or should I say, if I ever let you cum it will be the most amazing orgasm you will ever experience."
Surprisingly for the Dave the rest of the evening went pretty much as normal. They cleared away their dishes, had a few glasses of wine each and watched some TV. They didn't discuss their earlier conversation and Dave began to wonder if his wife was having second thoughts about going through with this.
The clock moved towards midnight and the Maggie suggested that they got themselves ready for bed. They both headed up the stairs and Maggie followed her usual routine, going into the bathroom to get herself ready for bed. Dave waited for her to finish then headed in himself. When he got back Maggie was laid on the bed wearing her usual nightwear. Dave went around to his side of the bed and stripped off his clothes. He picked up his sleeping shorts and moved to put them on
"Excuse me!" Maggie snapped. "What do you think you are doing?"
