My alarm goes off. Quietly vibrating. Just enough to stir me from my slumber. I quickly reach over to switch it off, as not to disturb my wife Sophie sleeping next to me. I slide out of bed as softly as possible, then proceed to walk naked out of the bedroom. Naked save my chastity cage. I hold the small padlock of the cage as to stop it clanging the cage as I walk.
Into the bathroom, I relieve myself. Then shower and shave as per my morning routine. Into the kitchen, putting on a pot of coffee. I find the delivered morning paper. Peruse it a little while waiting, then when the coffee is ready, I fill a cup and take it with the paper upstairs. I glance at the clock in the bedroom as I walk in: 06:58. Two minutes before Sophie's alarm would go off. I place the coffee and folded paper down on her bedside cabinet, then kneel with my head bowed waiting for Sophie to wake up.
Her alarm goes off, she reaches over and turns it off. She stretches a little, then turns to face me. I can feel her looking at me when she says "good morning." I can feel the smile in her voice. I reply as I am supposed to "good morning Miss Sophie." I keep my head bowed, awaiting any instruction she may have for me.
This morning I hear her scoot up into a sitting position. She starts to drink her coffee and read the paper. I don't know how long passes, perhaps 10 minutes when she shifts her weight a little. She then says "You may lick."
"Thank you Miss Sophie" I reply.
I then stand up and walk over to the chest of draws. I pick up the blindfold and put it on. I take the 4 steps from the draws I need to the bed, and slip under the covers. Still even after nearly 3 years of marriage, I am still not permitted to see her intimate parts. It does not matter that I have provided thousands of acts of cunnilingus on her, I have never been allowed to view her most treasured place.
In the darkness of the blindfold and being under the covers, I find Sophie's legs. I place gentle kisses on her legs, working my way up. I reach the bottom of her nightie, and move it up to her waist. I hear a turn of a page from the morning paper. She continues to read while I kiss her inner thighs.
I slide up a little more, and I am treated to the slightly pungent smell of her. She had 3 orgasms last night from my tongue before sleep. Morning is always the time of day in which her scent is most pungent. I continue kissing until I reach the lips of her sex. I place a few more kisses before I begin to slowly lick. One lip then the other, then her slit. I hear a small moan above the covers. I am happy I am pleasing her. I continue as her arousal begins. I feel her clit start to protrude from between her outer lips. I then hear Sophie place down the paper, and she slides down the bed a little, and opens her legs a bit more to grant me easier access. This act widens her outer lips a little, and her inner folds become available for attention. I eagerly provide what she wants. I kiss, lick, flick and suck just how she likes it. After a while, I feel her hands on my head. She has also started to rhythmically move her crotch in time with my ministrations. I continue my assault on her senses as she begins to pant and moan in pleasure. Then in her normal fashion, the grip on my head tightens and her thighs clamp around my head. I hear a muffled scream as her orgasm rips through her. I continue to flick her button just how she likes as she writhes in pleasure. Then her grip eases, and I slow down my attentions. She then flops back completely, and I withdraw my tongue and place a few more kisses on her sex before I slip out of the covers, being ever so careful as to keep her covered and warm. I find my spot beside her, and kneel.
She spends a few moments recovering from her orgasm, then scoots up and picks up her coffee. She finishes it, then reaches over and kisses me on the forehead. She never likes to kiss me on the lips after my mouth has been on her special place.
"Thank you Scott, that was wonderful. You may now carry on with your morning."
"Thank you Miss Sophie, it pleased me greatly to pleasure you in that way" I replied.
She chuckled, as I took off the blindfold. My eyes adjusted to the low morning light that was starting to creep into the bedroom.
"One day my love, you may get to look at a real life vagina as you orally pleasure it. One day I will grant that desire of yours. For now though, I thoroughly enjoy the fact you have never seen one in the flesh." Sophie said with amusement.
"It would be a dream come true of you were to ever permit me the viewing pleasure of that Miss Sophie. Though your enjoyment is my main priority. And of course I will forgo that desire if it pleases you."
I dared to flick my eyes up to her face after I said that, and she had a beaming smile. That smile. It was a killer. The very smile that got me to transform my role in life.
She waved her hand at me, shooing me away. And away I went. I headed to the bathroom and relieved myself again. Washed my face and brushed my teeth. I then headed to the spare bedroom where my things were kept. I noticed our bedroom door was now closed, so Sophie was up and getting ready herself. We have an en suit, which is her private bathroom. I use the communal bathroom.
I get dressed in to my office attire and head downstairs. I then at this point have my first cup of coffee as I put some toast on and pour some orange juice. I set the light breakfast down on the table and await Sophie's arrival.
We share breakfast together, then head out in our separate cars to our respective employment.
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I get home around 18:20, and walk in the door. In the cold hallway I disrobe. I carry my clothes with me to the kitchen and place them in the hamper. I am only allowed clothing at home during breakfast before work. And if we have company. Other than that, I am to be nude at all times. Save for my chastity cage of course.
I read the chore list Sophie makes for me, and I then make a pot of tea and take it into the front room. Sophie is usually home an hour before me. And she likes to unwind and relax after a stressful day in her administrative management job. She has changed, and is wearing jeans and a white jumper. Even though it is a baggy jumper, her large breasts swell out the thick woolen material. Even in her casual clothes, she is a knock-out. Flowing auburn hair, I mentioned her large breasts. One day she might let me see them, or even touch them. One day. Until then I dream about what they might look like or feel like.
I place her pot of tea down on the coffee table, and kneel in front of her. She is still watching TV. Eventually the adverts come on and she turns her attention to me.
"Hello sweetheart. How was your day?"
I remain kneeling with my head bowed, and I reply "Was another tough day Miss Sophie. Though I think I have secured the Armstrong account. So I should get that bonus for you."
She did a small clap of her hands. Once we were married, my wages were transferred into her name. I get a small allowance each week. And the bonus I would get for the Armstrong account would be substantial.
