Sitting on the computer and browsing the internet was all that Katie really had left to do that was semi stimulating. She had lost her job a few months ago and now spent most of her days at home waiting for her husband to come back from work. She hated the satisfying look on his face when he strode through the door, He was the bread winner now and Katie despised him for that. She, at the top of her career, had pulled in a larger income then Ryan which made her feel semi independent in their marriage. It was a good balance they had until she lost her job due to outsourcing.
After all of the money in her separate bank account dried up, Katie had to look towards Ryan for help. Like any loving husband would, he granted her what she needed to pay her bills. Ryan knew this was a power move on his part which made Katie even more in his debt. He toyed with the idea in his head for a bit until Katie interrupted him.
"I need to go to the dry cleaners to pick up your suit for party next weekend. Oh that reminds me, I was wondering if maybe I could get a new dress too" with a few seconds too long gap, carried with a quiet sigh "please?"
Ryan saw that at her saying please, Katie immediately dropped eye contact. Where was his powerful woman? What happened to her? After 5 years of marriage Katie has never said please to Ryan before. Trying with all his power and strength to hold back his grin he stood up straight.
"Sure thing Katie, about how much do you need?"
"Um... I don't know exactly... maybe um... a hundred dollars?"
"How about this; after work I will run by the store and pick out something for you. It will be a surprise and I am sure you will adore it, deal?"
Katie still looking at the ground somewhere near her feet mumbled an incoherent "yes" and "thank you" which she was sure Ryan had heard because he quickly walked out the door leaving her alone. She felt like such crap after that conversation with Ryan.
She couldn't spend all day thinking about it now; she had chores to be done. Before she lost her job, all the chores were split so that each party had equal amounts but now that Katie was out of a job, Ryan had hinted that it wouldn't be fair if he continued to do all the housework while Katie sat around.
Around what Katie believed to be Ryan's lunch break, she received a call from his cell. She didn't answer it because she was still a bit irritated at him from their conversation earlier. Lounging on the couch she heard the answering machine go off in another room.
"Hey it's just me checking to see if you are doing your chores. I also wanted to ask you to do a few things for me before I get there. I will be running a little late because I have to stop at the store and cleaners so I am sure you will have enough time. I need you to shave yourself nice and clean everywhere. I also want you to take a bath and clean yourself really nice for me. Don't bother putting anything too complicated on because I want you to try on this thing I promised to get you. Ok love you bye!"
Katie shuddered in response to the message. She would be damned if she was going to take a shower and shave herself for him. Fuck that bastard. She decided to pick up a good book and curl up on the couch, dozing off for a minutes at a time.
Katie heard his car pull up in the drive way. Her stomach dropped slightly as she set down her book and ran into the kitchen pulling out a beer from the fridge to hand to Ryan. She couldn't understand what brought her to do this and why she felt she was in trouble. She calmly walked out into the living room and handed him the cold beverage.
"What the fuck did I tell you bitch?"
"Um... um... umm... Ryan I thought you were just kidding."
He grabbed her by the hair simultaneously dropping his bag on the ground. Ryan dragged her into the bathroom and pushed her hard on the ground. He could see tears welling up in the corner of her eyes. This fueled him even more sending a jolt of electricity to his pants. It was his turn to be boss.
"Take off your fucking clothes you filthy bitch. Did I stutter? What the fuck are you waiting for?"
Katie tore off her shirt and pants followed by her underwear and bra. Waiting for further instructions, she kept her eyes on the floor. She was so scared of Ryan. Who was this man who had taken over her shy and subtle husband?
"I want you to get on all fours and climb into the shower. I don't want you to look at me or talk. If you speak I will make you pay for it."
Katie did exactly what she was told to do. When she was completely in the tub, Ryan turned on the shower head full blast. Icy bullets hit all over her back. She began to sob. The tears were masked by the icy stream of water and she was thankful for that.
Ryan took out a sponge and body wash and started to wash her body while she stayed on all fours. He paid special attention to her clit and ass. After he was satisfied with the soapy lather, he started to shave her. When he had finished he slid his hands all over her firm body admiring his handy work.
"That wasn't so hard now was it honey? Now I need you to get out and dry yourself off. Go wait in the bedroom I will be right there." He gave her a kiss on the forehead and walked out of the room.
Katie not daring to disobey him again ran into the bedroom after she dried off. She had stopped crying now but she still had this aching knot in her stomach. A cool calm before the storm she thought.
