On a Journey Chap 5

My mind didn't settle as I went back home from visiting Eleanor. This explained why I was unsettled when I walked through the door.

"I wasn't expecting you for another couple of days. How was the visit?" Dean sounded far more friendly than when I left. Distance makes the heart grow fonder? I gave a clipped reply and headed to the bedroom. I was still upset and distraught over how I had succumbed giving such power over me to Eleanor and Peter.

"Look, can we talk about... the situation before you left?"

"Can't I even unpack?" I shot back.

"No, I think it important that we establish some firm ground rules from the off. I still feel a bit aggrieved at what you did to me."

"I thought you enjoyed most of what happened," I replied.

"That might be the case. But the last act of getting literally shafted by the Boiler Man ruined what could have been a fond memory. Not to mention what it did to myself esteem as a man." I giggled. "Look," he continued, "I have no problems admitting Denise enjoyed the night thoroughly and would like to do so again." I smiled inside as a strategy started to form. "But you must understand that no one, no one ever again can know that it is me, your male husband, behind the façade. I simply will not have that. I think that it is important that we talk about that."

He sounded so firm. "Okay. Take off your clothes."

He looked dumbfounded. He continued sounding firm as he replied: "That is an inappropriate request and not something I will countenance. We need to set the ground rules as equals. I'd never humiliate you like that and demand the same assurance from you."

I could tell he was faltering despite the language. Peter and Eleanor had taught me something. I decided to see if I could take advantage. "Take off the clothes or I go into my bedroom to unpack."

He looked torn. This was not a reply he had planned for. "Why can't you discuss such a serious issue as I am? We should be equals in this marriage. I am only asking to be treated as such."

I knew I was winning as his "demand" was now downgraded to "asking."

I picked up my suitcase. "Clothes off or we never talk about this again. I will treat Dean as an equal but never allow Denise in again."

"Please don't do that to me. That's not what I want! That's just not fair." A warm thrill went through me as I now had victory in hand. I was beginning to see why Eleanor was so happy to take advantage of our friendship to have control over me. I took two steps towards the bedroom. "Stop," he said dejectedly. I turned and could see him unbuttoning his shirt. My harrowing experience at Eleanor's was slipping from my mind as I watched with joy Dean's utter submission to me. He probably didn't realise this was happening but I had no doubt it was.

With a broad smile I stated: "I'm going to drop off my luggage and get into something more comfortable. Wait for me here till I get back."

"But...." My stern look silenced him. Oh what fun as I heard a shoe thrown against a seat.

I changed into something comfortable and returned to see him standing just as I wanted him. "So, what is it you wanted to talk about?"

"You're obviously having fun at my expense," he grumbled in the nude.

"But you obviously had fun providing a service to our last visitor."

"And you had fun with the service he provided you!"

"And why did I need him to provide that service?"

"That was no reason to humiliate me in front him!"

There was a pause. I looked at him. "Can you provide an equivalent service?"

Dean's dejected face told me NO. "But I can accept you .... needing others to provide the occasional service. I'm even happy to assist. But not exposing me so cruelly after the event..."

"There really isn't anything to talk about then. If you want Denise to make appearances while services are being provided to me, then Dean does as I say."

"I can cope with that as long as you don't make Denise expose her, her..."

"Ineffective parts?"

His voice softened, "ineffective parts. Please, please don't do that to me again." He was about in tears.

At this point, the doorbell rang. "I expect that to be Alice. She had texted that she wanted to stop by so I agreed on the way home. You can stay as you are or collect up your things." He gladly took the latter option.

I went to the door as Dean gathered his things and scooted to the bedroom.

As Alice and I walked into the living room, she bent over to pick up Dean's shorts. "I'm not interrupting something, am I?"

Normally I would've made some offhand remark. I would never have dreamed about saying anything sexual to someone I knew. But given everything that happened in Bristol, I felt more emboldened. "Actually you did." She looked at me intriguingly. "We were talking about (I took the shorts from her.) private matters." We both giggled.

"Oh, I see. Tell me more, tell more," Alice chuckled. "I trust Dean provides suitable satisfaction in your private matters?"

Alice was young enough to be my daughter. We had become friends and enjoyed having tea. She had in the past made sexual innuendos but I never picked up on the. As the song says, I was older then; I'm younger now. I didn't realise it at the time but I was following in Eleanor's shoe's. There was no hesitation in my voice. "Unfortunately not. That's why we were having to talk about it."

At this point, Dean returned. "Can I offer you anything to drink?" We both asked for tea and Dean went off to the kitchen.

"So, what's the issue?" I had thought the interruption would have changed the conversation but Alice was obviously quite taken by the subject. I explained Dean's deficiencies and resulting inability to perform his male duties. She encouraged me throughout which is why I revealed more than expected. I was also still wound up from the trip to Bristol.

"Surely, it can't be that bad. I mean after all, you're still together," she said in a soothing manner.

At this point, Dean returned with the tea. I didn't know what came over me at the time, though looking back on things I know exactly why. I asked Alice: "Do you want to know the details?"

"Absolutely," enthused Alice.

I looked at Dean. "Take off your clothes."

He looked horrified. "Whatever do you mean?"

"You heard me. Take off your clothes. Alice wants to see your suitability in private matters. Or more properly what you're lacking."

"This is not..." He paused as I looked at him. I can only guess he accepted the power I now had over him. To say this went to my head is an understatement. "This is not what I expected you would want with your tea." He changed to trying to make light of it. "I'm not sure Alice would really want to see a naked man while having tea!"

"That's not your concern. Take off those clothes now." I was surprised at the forcefulness of my voice. He immediately obeyed this time.

Alice looked at me impressed. "I thought you meant an explanation or description. I didn't think you could provide the details in real time, so to speak!" At this point, Dean's lower half was exposed. "Oh my goodness. I've never seen anything so small. Unless you put Miracle Grow on it I understand your frustration. I had a boyfriend who wasn't near that small and I dumped him because of his inability to satisfy me." Dean slowed down but continued to remove his clothes. "I bet before you had him shave you couldn't see a thing!" We both giggled. "Actually, though, I'm surprised you have anything to talk about. I'd have laid down the law a long time ago. If a man can't provide the satisfaction a wife needs she can windup doing the most unreasonable things." Boy did she have that one right. "So, can I ask what the discussion was about?"

"No," said Dean as sternly as he could. "That is for me and my wife to sort out."

"For someone with such a lack of equipment, I don't see what needs to be sorted out. You should do as she says and be glad of it. Look, Diana, I'm away next week. How about I have Dave come over? He is more than capable of satisfying anything you may need." I was floored and tried to get words of a reply out. "Look, I know you've never taken the opportunity to talk about such things. And I am being more forward than in the past, I know. "

"Just a bit!" Dean tried to say something else but Alice cut him off.

"But given what I'm looking at I think it's fine. You poor dear. All these years of being faithful to that." She pointed at Dean's groin.

I started to speak but she cut me off.

"And, you'd be doing me a favour, actually. I do find it difficult occasionally to keep up with Dave, especially when I've been away."

"And what makes you think I can't satisfy my wife?" Dean exclaimed.

"You wouldn't be standing naked in front of me if you could!" She looked at him sternly. This was all music to my ears. Turning towards me and continuing in a soothing voice, "If you're embarrassed about having sex with someone else I can understand that. But you still have an attractive body for many men." I smiled graciously. "So I am sure that Dave would be more than happy to oblige."

"And what am I supposed to do while he's here?" said an agitated Dean. Dean had never liked Dave and avoided him when he could.

"You can watch and maybe learn something for all I care!" Alice was sure taking control now. "And is that all you're worried about?" There was a long pause. "A fully functioning man would have more objections than that."

"That's a bit harsh, Alice." Dean looked pleased at my support.

Alice looked hard at Dean. "Come on, show that I'm not being too harsh. Do you object to your wife having to get another man to satisfy her sexual needs because of your inadequate cock?" He uttered some sounds. "Come on, say it with conviction!"

"No, I don't object to... to... to.... What you're proposing." Alice continued to stare at Dean. He swallowed. "No, you're not being too harsh." He was looking well defeated now. "We were already working out how we were going to make up for my inadequate cock. Having Dave fulfill my wife's needs sounds like a good solution to me."

"Okay," Alice continued. "Go get us some biscuits while we work out the details." He bent down to collect his clothes. "Did I say you could do that?"

"No."

"Then why are you doing that?"

Dean was as surprised as I was. "Because this is my house and it is inappropriate for me to be..." He looked at himself. "exposed like this. I don't mind serving you tea and biscuits. But I'm not remaining exposed."

"And what are you exposing?"

Boy was she driving it to him. I was floored when he responded. "My inadequacies as a husband."

"And I didn't say you should stop doing that while I am arranging to deal with that?"

"No." There was a pause. He looked at his clothes. "Is there anything you'd like me to do with my clothes?" His voice was plaintive.

"Yes, fold them up nicely and give them to the real power in the house. I wouldn't want them cluttering up her house." Dean submissively did as he was told. He then left us.

"My god, that was brutal!"

"It wasn't brutal. Look at it as that it was in keeping with his position in this house now. How did it make you feel?"

"Surprisingly good, I'm embarrassed to say."

"And why are you embarrassed?"

"Well, he is my husband and not a bad bloke. Yes, he's small and doesn't satisfy me fully. But that's no reason to treat him in such a manner."

"Did I physically force him to do anything? Did I tell him directly what he was? Did I make any threats?" I had to admit this was not the case. "So why not go with his flow? Things are only brutal when he resists."

Dean came in at this point with the biscuits. "Is there anything else you'd like?"

There was a pause. "Diana, I defer to you on this. How would you like Dean to be while we make arrangements for Dave's visit?"

"Well, as you like him naked, I guess he should go off and busy himself while we deal with his short comings." He dutifully went off.

"Okay, I guess I could get used to this!" We both laughed. After a nice afternoon tea with an exhilarating discussion, Alice was ready to go. She called after Dean to say she was off. He came out still naked. I was flabbergasted.

Looking at Dean, Alice instructed: "Explain to your wife why you are still naked."

"Well, you only said to leave my clothes." Alice smiled approvingly. "I assumed you wanted me naked for ... for a... a reason."

"And you're right about that." She walked over brazenly and started massaging his little equipment. Nothing much happened. I then realised that his size indicated how he had been busying himself as we were having out tea.

"Okay, you try."

"Try what?" Dean responded with a whisper.

"I want to see what you can achieve for size."

Dean looked at me for help. "Do you really want to humiliate me this way? It's really not necessary. I've already admitted how useless my manhood is. Isn't it bad enough that that...." He trailed off and I started to rescue him but Alice interjected.

"It's necessary because we say it is. I need to know that Diana is the power in this house and you will comply with her instructions. That's what's needed if you want me to arrange for my husband to make up for your inadequacies. Diana, do you agree?" I was flabbergasted but delighted to see just how far Dean would go. She looked at him sternly.

With no more hesitation, he started to stroke is penis. I'd say wank himself but that implies a tool to wank. Having pleasured himself during tea, I knew there would be no response.

I was becoming nervous on Dean's behalf. "Alice, I think you've proved the point. Dean, I'm happy for you to stop."

"So have we confirmed the reason for keeping you naked?" Retorted Alice. Dean kept going for a bit longer with no results. "Yes, we've definitely done the right thing," she said to me. "And do you still have no objections?" She looked at Dean.

Looking like a puppy in the dog house, Dean simply shook his head. Alice looked at him. "No," he said getting the message. "I need people to satisfy my wife because I can't. As you can see, I am lacking in the equipment needed to do this. I'm very glad that you are allowing Dave to use his manly equipment on my wife."

"And am I forcing you to do anything against your will? Diana is worried that I am being harsh."

There was a pause while Dean thought. "No. I don't like what you're doing but I understand that it is necessary. You cannot be too harsh on someone as inadequate as I am."

Alice gave me a broad smile. At this point the doorbell rang. I went to see who it was. "No, that's not your job. Dean, go see who it is."

"I just need a minute to get on my ....." He saw Alice's stern face.

He looked at me. "You're supposed to be the power in this house. Are you going to let her continue to humiliate me? I'll do what you want but this is going too far."

"Thanks for admitting that. I too acknowledged that Diana wears the pants in this house. So I will defer to her. But if she wants to delegate that power, I am happy to accept it and so should you!"

"You couldn't have said it better, Alice."

"I'll get it," he said softly. He came back in a minute. "Apparently the delivery person needs Diana's signature." He looked relieved.

Alice followed me to the door. We exchanged pleasantries. "Sorry, about the greeting. I hope you weren't to shocked when the door opened."

"No. I'm used to seeing people in various states of undress. He hid himself well behind the door. It's always good to see women in charge, which I assume is the case." She had a wide smile. Alice nodded.

I just stood there in awe. "So, you didn't get a chance to see everything on offer?"

"Unfortunately not. It is always a bit fun to see what men have to offer their betters." We all laughed at that. "Size matters as they say." We nodded. "The bigger they are the more they likely to show off. So I assume your man is not that well-endowed."

"Sadly, not. Would you like to see?"

She looked a bit surprised. "Don't often get asked that question. But sure, why not."

We walked into the living room where Dean was standing in his nakedness. He immediately covered himself and moved behind the couch. "Get back out her and show this nice lady that you have nothing to hide." Dean hesitated. "Are you going back on our arrangement?"

"Do I really have to?" He sounded so pathetic.

"Look, I'm sorry. I thought you were just having some fun. He doesn't really need to show himself." The postie started to leave.

"No, no. It's all part of his training. If you stay you'll see what I mean and how helpful you're being."

She looked worried. I decided to join in. "Look, this is my husband. Once he does as told you will see the problem. Alice and I are working on a solution but your thoughts will help the process. Otherwise, we'll have to go back to the beginning and get someone else to help us."

Dean just wilted. He came out and removed his hands. The postie stood in amazement. "I've never seen one that small. Surely it gets bigger when needed?"

"Go ahead, Dean, show the lady." Alice was taking no prisoners. He once again tried to excite himself. This time there was hardening. Well, stiffening so that he was solid instead of limp but that was about it.

"Oh, you poor thing," sighed the postie. "Does he provide any satisfaction?"

"Well, I must admit I am quite satisfied by this conversation! How about you, Diana?" I nodded my agreement. "We're just getting him to fully understand just how inadequate he is. And thus his obligation to agree to whatever arrangements we impose to make up for the satisfaction he can't give."

"Oh, I see," she said. "Can I ask what those arrangements are?"

"Certainly. Go ahead, Dean, explain what we've agreed."

I could just see Dean getting both angry but utter defeated. "We've agreed for Alice's husband to come here," stammered.

"Now, say it with conviction and more accurately. Otherwise, our friend her might think you're being forced to do something you don't want to do!" We all giggled.

"Sorry," he said putting as brave a face as he could on things. Though humiliating for him, it did show how much he wanted this to happen and how little regard he had, correctly, for his abilities. "I've asked for Alice's husband to have sex with my wife. You can see how little equipment I have and how unresponsive it is. I couldn't satisfy a knat with what I have. I have ceded all power and access rights to my wife. She has convinced Alice to provide her husband to service my wife. To show my gratitude and submission, I remove my clothes whenever I am in her presence. It is a small offering to her and keeps me in my rightful place. I hope that doesn't bother you."

We all complimented him on his reply. She then looked at me. "Look, I know he's your husband and this is really between you guys, but.... Can I have a photo? I've never seen one so small. We've got a board for the best hung cock we've seen. I'd like to start one for the puniest peckers. Which I'm sure will never be equaled!"

Dean started to object but stopped when Alice thought it would be lovely. The postie took a few shots, gave her enthusiastic thanks, and she and Alice headed off together.

"That wasn't what I was expecting," he said forlornly. "I really hate being forced to say those things about my capabilities. And in front of a total stranger having to .. to..." On the other hand, I was pretty excited by the afternoon. I didn't hear what he was saying as I maneuvered him to the couch and buried my face in his hairless, lifeless penis. This was great fun as I used tongue to caress his bare skin. His moans indicated that he was enjoying himself as well.

Once I was hot enough, I stood up. "Take off my clothes." He happily obeyed. "Lay down and spread them legs." He happily obeyed. Down I went to grind away. He started playing with my tits while I moved up and down his mound. What little he had pressed gently against my engorged vagina. The orgasm that followed felt very stratifying.