Since the birth of our children my relationship with my wife suffered. The sexual side had disappeared almost completely. She suffered heavily from postnatal depression and this developed into general depression and eventually paranoia. But she visited the doctor a couple of months ago, allegedly because of athletes foot, and the doctor persuaded her to take some medication, officially for her feet but I now realise that was not really the case. The effect was amazing and almost immediate. Our relationship improved instantly, life became fun again.
Then out of the blue a month ago she totally surprised me...
"Darling I now realise that I have been a horrible to live with for the last few years and at times a bastard to you. I think you deserve some payback time for your loyalty and support." She announced. I was gob smacked.
"What do you mean? In what way?" I foolishly stammered.
"I have not only been nasty and viscous to you but I have refused any sexual relationships for 3 years, until recently" she continued.
"yeeees, bbbbut what" I stammered.
"I have decide that you should be rewarded" she replied.
"In what way?" I added hopefully beginning to realise my luck might at last be in.
"As I have refused almost every request you have made of me for years I will be your slave for the a week of your choice. Anything you request I will do without hesitation, except anal because I can't stand the idea of it." She finished.
"Sounds great, but how do I know you mean it and will not just back out." I said, "Trying to call her bluff"
"How about a practise run tonight and then I will sign a written contract once you have compiled it." She replied to my utter amazement.
"OK. Start now! Strip!" I demanded. She had promised similar things in the past to get things she wanted and then backed down after I had done my part, but to my amazement she stood up and began to remove her sweatshirt. Her trousers followed. I hardly dared to breath in case the dream ended, but no matter how hard I pinched myself she continued to strip. She stood for a few moments in front of me in her bra and pants, almost looking for approval. I was almost speechless by now as she had changed in separate rooms until very recently and often even slept there and now she was at my beck and call, dare I push it? If so how far?
"G...g..g...go on " I stammered. Immediately she reached behind and undid her bra clasp and then let it fall to the floor. She looked at me again and I just nodded. Her boring white cotton pants were then pushed slowly to the floor and for the first time in months or even years she stood before me naked.
"Dance for me " I instructed, pushing my luck. She just put some music on and began to perform some amazing erotic dancing. My cock felt at bursting point and I thought in for a penny in for a pound. " Undo my trouser and give me a blow job." She had never enjoyed sucking my cock at the best of times so I thought if she does this she real means what she says. To my amazement she knelt down in front of me unzipped my trouser and took my aching cock into her mouth sucking as if there was no tomorrow. After so little sexual relief for so long, except my right hand, I soon realised I was at the point of no return.
"I am going to come," I informed her. She continued to suck me until just at the point of my orgasm she pulled my rampant cock out and directed my torrent of sperm over her breasts. Even at the best times of our sexual relationships my sperm had been contained in condoms apart from when she wanted to be pregnant. And now she had sucked me of and let me cum over her breast and was even now rubbing it in as if it was some wonderful breast moisturising cream.
I lay back in post orgasmic ecstasy, still thinking I was dreaming.
"You are not to wear any knickers for the slave week" I stated pushing my luck,
"What happens if I forget?" Jackie replied to my surprise.
"t...t...then you will be punished" I said trying to be masterful, yet still not believing what was happening.
"In what way"
"The first time I find you are wearing knickers you must immediately surrender them, the slave period is extended one day and for that extra day you can not wear a bra." I said thinking quickly not wishing to loose my advantage.
"And the second time? She replied acceptingly.
"Eh... Eh...eh...eh," I stammered " One more day extension.... Eh... one more day with out a bra... and ... eh.... Let me trim your pussy however I like. Bald if that is what I fancy."
"Ok and if I transgress again" she continued.
"Yet another day extension, another day with out a bra and ... a blow job till I come in your mouth. Let me see it in your mouth and then swallow it!" I said, expecting a total refusal and even a slap as she has only ever once let me come anywhere but in her pussy and adamantly refused to entertain the idea of me coming in her mouth let alone swallowing it.
"Sounds fair," she said to my utter amazement. " What if I get caught yet again?"
"Well, the usual extension and bra less day plus I get to take photos of you doing what ever I ask." I replied, expecting to told to piss off as so often before, but yet again she replied.
"I do not like it but accept it as a reasonable punishment for a forth transgression. What about a fifth transgression?
"Well, as well as the usual punishments, and you would have to accept anal sex despite all your objections, but to disobey your master that many times deserves serve punishment." I stated with increasing incredulity and suspecting it would never come to it.
"Ok, lets put that all in writing and get it witnessed so that nobody is in any doubt as to what the rules of the slave week are." She said.
"What ever you say," I said, not believing my luck.
It was actually three days later that I got the agreement drawn up and Jackie agreed to it. We then got, to my amazement the next-door neighbours to witness our signatures to it although they did not know what was in the agreement.
The slave week could be fun I thought, unless she remembers not to wear her knickers every day. I was certainly not going to reminder her.
