On reflection he shouldn't have been so brusque with his wife, Riana, as they parted on bad terms. Of course he was angry with his wife, and said things he shouldn't have. She'd been acting like a fool, pretending to be a slave at that boy's house. Didn't she realise what a fool he would look, if anyone found out she'd been mistaken for a slave? For the sake of what friends would say, he needed to get her back without revealing she was his wife.
On the way home he prepared an apology, only to find she wasn't there.
'My wife has run off with that damn boy, or he's run off with my wife, I'm not sure which,' Adrian moaned.
'Riana is no longer your wife, master,' Bella pointed out.
'What do you mean?' he asked his slave.
'When registered as a slave all previous relationships are void, master,' Bella explained.
'She could have at least explained what she was playing at, while we were at that friend's house. It was supposed to be neutral ground, so Jimmy and I could negotiate a settlement. Yet they scuttled off before I had a chance to make an offer,' he huffed.
Bella thought he hadn't given his wife a chance to explain anything, though as a slave, she wasn't in a position to comment.
'As a slave, she should have respected you, master,' Bella suggested.
'If she had returned home, I would have taken her back. If she wants to be with that nineteen year old boy, that's her decision. It's disgusting!' he grimaced.
'Yes, master. She wasn't a dutiful wife, or an obedient slave,' Bella agreed.
It didn't suit her to inform him a slave couldn't travel at will. Riana couldn't just come home, as a destination had to be registered on the government computer system. It was a measure strictly enforced to prevent runaway slaves. The police would pick her up if she left the master's home without authorisation.
'She can damn well stay with him for all I care. It will be so very embarrassing meeting friends if it becomes known my wife is now that boy's slave. If it wasn't for that, I wouldn't bother taking her back,' he said, with evident aggravation in his voice.
'When she returns, no-one need know she was mistaken for a slave,' Bella said, trying to sooth her master's anger.
'If she returns, and if I accept her back,' he scathingly stated.
'When Tommy sells her to you, she will be your slave, and won't have a choice, master,' Bella said.
'You said she's no longer my wife, so what's the point of taking her back?' he said.
'As a slave, she can be taught to obey you, and pose as your dutiful wife, master. No one need know of her foolish mistake. This will avoid unpleasantness in polite society, master. I could train her to be an obedient wife, master,' she suggested.
'Of course, when I buy her back she'll be my slave, not my wife. When she was, I couldn't do anything with her, so I'll hand her over to you then. See if you can make her do as she's told, and behave like a decent wife,' he angrily spoke.
'Thank you, master. I shall train her to be submissive, and ready to obey, so she doesn't get into any more trouble,' Bella stated.
'If you think you can achieve that, then I'll give you a free hand with her training. I don't want to get involved, you'll just have to get on with whatever it takes to fully train her,' Adrian said, dismissively.
Although Bella was Adrian's slave, she was looking forward to the wife returning home. Household servants said Riana was a tyrant when running the house, so training her to be an obedient slave would be all the more satisfying. The woman had been partially trained by Tommy, leaving her susceptible. Bella intended taking full advantage, by using punishments and rewards in a thorough training program.
With the husband out of the way, she would soon hone the wife into an obedient slave. She imagined giving the selfish woman to the household servants, for them to take revenge. The once self-important woman, reduced to sucking up to servants, was a fascinating image. The dominant wife, demanding they dance to her tune, would become submissive their whims.
Giving her to the male household servants for the night, would push her over the edge. The remnants of self-worth would be crushed, leaving the woman a worthless slut. The butler had some very strange desires, and she wondered how the stuck up bitch would cope with him.
Bella laughed a deep throaty sound of satisfaction. Adrian had given his wife to her as a gift. Already she had lots of ideas on how to train the woman into becoming her toy, and couldn't wait to play with her.
She had been working on Adrian to free her of the slave contract, and was close to success. What he didn't realise was that he could only free one slave a year, so his wife would have to remain a slave when she returned home. Living in luxury as a free woman, with Adrian under her thumb, and his wife as her personal pet slave, would be idyllic.
***
Riana knew she should return home, and would have to eventually. Though, it was difficult to escape such a tranquil life. No decisions to make, no arguments, no responsibilities, no bitchy socialites to contend with. Ironically, as a slave she felt free, more than she had ever done before.
'Let Adrian suffer a little more,' she said.
'You don't have to return to him. He's got that slave to warm his bed, so he doesn't need you. I do. I need you and want you,' Jimmy told her.
'He's my husband, and we both have to take social etiquette seriously,' she reminded him.
'You're my slave now. I might not sell you back to him,' he retorted.
'Technically I'm your slave. Well, legally too, I guess. But, it was all a mistake, you know that,' she reminded him.
'Your marriage was only arranged to bind two wealthy families together. It's a sham. He only wants you back to save the embarrassment. He hasn't even shown the decency of coming round here to demand you back,' Jimmy hotly stated.
'We were happy once. I guess we just drifted apart like a lot of couples. Different interests, leading to different lives. This won't work Jimmy, I'm too old for you, err, master,' she said.
'I legally own you, you just admitted it. You can't leave here without me registering your destination, and I won't let you go,' he defiantly stated.
'We have to behave decently, setting an example, or society will fall apart. It's already teetering on the edge of chaos. All those people unemployed, and ruined by the financial crisis. Too many lives are in turmoil,' she lectured.
'All this started through a silly mistake. I was too obstinate and embarrassed to admit to being Adrian's wife. So it was my fault for being scared, and just going along with it all. You know you have to do the right thing, and put the mistake right,' Riana told him.
'I know, and I'll do that, maybe. Alright! If you really think you must return to him. I too am trying to do the right thing for society. You're not the only one with high moral standards,' he said.
She forgot for a moment that she was sleeping with a man much younger, and cuckolding her husband. He was ignoring that he'd kidnapped her, and enslaved her.
'I'm trying to do something to mend society. I'm doing my bit to help. That's why it's so important for me to get a loan. I'm buying up unwanted inner-city land and buildings. We are using unemployed craftsmen to teach skills to others, to re-develop abandoned inner-city areas. The new developments will be sold to those who built them, and they will go on to work on another section. It will grow into a national rebuilding program. I just need to get it off the ground. Once started it will be self-financing,' he lectured.
'I didn't know. That sounds such a worthwhile project. I'm proud of you Jimmy,' she smiled, and spontaneously kissed him.
They soon became entwined, enwrapped in their own little world. Riana had become used to being naked, and thought it natural for a master to fondle her breasts. She couldn't help becoming worked up, especially now he knew her body so well. They rolled around on the large bed, kissing and caressing each other's body.
For a moment she thought to stop this madness, as she had to prepare for the time she returned to her husband. This was disloyal, despite him ignoring her for such a long time, then taking a slave girl to his bed. Well, just this once then. After all, Adrian was her master, and was entitled to use her.
He was licking her pussy in such a delightful way, she just lay still experiencing every wonderful sensation. After awhile she threw her head back, emitting a guttural moan from deep inside. She pushed him away, and clambered on top of him.
Impatiently, she lowered herself onto his rock hard cock, heavily pressing down. A sigh of relief was short lived, as she began to pound upon his hips, building yet again toward an orgasm. Her breasts were jiggling tantalisingly close, so he grabbed them and held on.
An orgasm stilled them both. Heavy sighs escaped wide open mouths. They were dry from exertion. She collapsed upon his chest feeling his penis shrink from her vagina. She turned her head to look at him, and saw the look of love.
'I love you, master,' she said, making it sound like a promise.
'I love you, slave,' he returned, and sighed contentedly.
***
Another three pleasurable days passed, with Riana acting out her fantasy of being a slave. It was easy to accomplish for she was legally a slave, with a masterful man as her owner. He knew how to treat her during the day, and during the night. She dutifully served him, pushing to the back of her mind that she had another life waiting for her. Life would return to the boring routine on returning home, but it was the right thing to do.
She was happily re-arranging and dusting the books in his study.
