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goodhusband Member 2258	# Posted: 25 Sep 2007 07:22:35 · Edited by: goodhusband Reply  I posted the beginning of this story several weeks ago. I am taking the liberty of making some changes now. This story is going to be different from my other stories. My other stories are in a sense very real. In many ways they are much more real than many of the stories that are posted here as fact. My other stories depict loving relationships that people would enjoy. This story is a fantasy. This is a story about a nightmare dom. Sarah is a woman that we might like to fantasize about, but heaven help us if we ever meet her. Maybe it's appropriate to begin this story the night before halloween. GH
diaperedcuckold Member 76	# Posted: 25 Sep 2007 07:48:57 Reply  Nice, keep going....
chocker Member 633	# Posted: 25 Sep 2007 14:59:53 Reply  aaaaaaand?
dannyokla Member 154	# Posted: 25 Sep 2007 15:16:37 Reply  thia is on an intense path, bravo
peakmb Member 384	# Posted: 25 Sep 2007 22:46:06 Reply  GH, A change is as good as a rest eh ...
subchard Member 182	# Posted: 26 Sep 2007 00:35:29 Reply  GH, another one already? Excellent, are they off to Baxters on thursdays or will this be completely different? Or was it just a brief diversion from the oak grove gang...either way it's always great to read your stories..keep it up my friend.
mystTiger Member 71	# Posted: 26 Sep 2007 03:20:23 Reply  i love reading your stories GH, you have a great talent for writing! keep it up
goodhusband Member 2258	# Posted: 26 Sep 2007 05:46:11 · Edited by: goodhusband Reply  Thankyou, I appreciate all of the nice comments. I probably should not have posted this story quite yet. It was the product of an extra glass of whiskey the other night. I have to finish April's story before I can actually begin this one, although I suspect that this will end up as a short story. It will probably only have another four episodes to it. For me much of the fun of writing stories is in creating the plot and the charachters. Once I have done that, filling in the story with words is often work. So as I am finishing a story like "Aprils Story" or "Roxanne and Willie", my mind will start to wander to other plots and charachters. That's what happened the other night with "Sarah" It is also what happened the night I wrote and posted "The Party" I suspect that most of my writing from now on will be short stories. I will finish Sarah, but you might have to wait a little bit. Sorry Gh PS I am also fascinated by the idea of writing a story with a really nasty and sadistic dom. I think that might be Sarah. By the way, Cassie and Monica aren't any nicer
goodhusband Member 2258	# Posted: 31 Oct 2007 05:20:13 Reply  I really don't know why Sarah married me. She’s a very successful divorce lawyer. I am a college professor. Sarah's income approaches seven figures. Mine is just barely into six figures. Sarah is a thirty-seven year old blonde beauty. At 5 feet eight inches, she’s an inch taller than I am. Her large bust, narrow waist and slim hips give her a figure that draws the attention of every man she passes on the street. My wife is a knockout. On the other hand, I am a slender forty-two year old intellectual with slightly effeminate mannerisms. Sarah and I have many common interests. Both of us love the opera and classical music. We readily agree that the New York Times Crossword Puzzle and a fine cup of coffee make a wonderful combination on a Sunday morning. Clothes are also a favorite mutual interest. Sarah and I can happily spend many hours together perusing the racks of any upscale clothing store. Sarah likes to joke that I am the perfect girlfriend. We have a very active, albeit different sex life. My penis is tiny. I suppose the girlfriend analogy applies here as well. We've had normal intercourse two times. On both occasions, I came almost immediately after I entered Sarah. Sarah decided that intercourse just wasn't the appropriate way for us to express our love. Those were her exact words. Instead, I now spend hours on my knees licking Sarah's ass and pussy while she relaxes on the bed with her eyes closed. When we were first married, Sarah would always end a session of lovemaking by giving me a nice blow job. It never lasted more than a minute, but I always enjoyed it. About a year ago, Sarah decided to stop sucking my cock. One night after I finished licking Sarah to several orgasms she informed me of her decision. "Louis, your penis is so tiny that I really don't get much enjoyment out of sucking it. It's really not much more interesting to me than sucking on a soda straw." She shrugged. "I really don't see how you could be getting much enjoyment from it either. You always cum in less than a minute. It really doesn't seem like it's worth the effort." She smiled at me. "I think it would be much more fun for both of us if you ended our lovemaking sessions by licking my ass while you masturbate." Sarah patted my head. "Louis, If you think about it, that’s a much more appropriate expression of our love for each other." I wanted to object, but I didn't. It was very difficult for me to argue with Sarah. Shortly after we were married, Sarah divided the household duties. She took over the complete financial management of the household. I turned my pay checks over to her. She paid the bills, managed the checking and charge accounts and took care of all of our investments. Sarah's rationale was simple. She made most of the money, she should manage it. I get a weekly allowance. Every Friday morning Sarah hands me an envelope with fifty dollars in it. When she gives it to me she always says, "Here you are dear. It's all yours, spend it wisely." I was assigned all of the household chores. I do all of the cooking, cleaning and laundry. Sarah adores this arrangement. Whenever her girlfriends, Cassie and Monica come over, she refers to me as her wife. They always get a big laugh out of it. Sarah really enjoys this aspect of our marriage. She loves to buy me frilly aprons as gifts. I have a very large collection of them and Sarah insists that I wear them when I am working around the house. "Louis, I dress you in very expensive clothing. Wearing a nice apron is a remarkably intelligent way to keep your clothes neat and nice." Last year for my birthday, Sarah gave me a large box of lace panties. Inside the box there was a short note. It said: This is the perfect gift for a wonderful wife. I expect you to throw out all your ugly boxer shorts and start wearing these cute panties. Love Sarah The next day Sarah came into the bedroom while I was throwing out my old underwear. She kissed me and said, "Louis, I wasn't really sure you would do this. I'm very happy to see you're obeying me." She unbuckled my belt and opened my trousers. When she saw the pale yellow panties I was wearing she said, "Baby, You're such a good little wife." She pulled my trousers all the way off and dragged me over to the bed. She lifted up her skirt and pulled down her panties. As she laid down on her stomach, she said, "Louis lick my asshole. Show me that you know I'm the boss in this marriage." I obediently spread the cheeks of Sarah's gorgeous ass and started to kiss and lick her asshole. I couldn’t argue with her, she was the boss. About three months ago Sarah started spending more time with Cassie and Monica. They started going out every Thursday night. At first they called it girls night out. Sarah told me that they went out for dinner, drinks and gossip. She was always home by 10:30. It seemed pretty harmless. About a month later Sarah went out on a Thursday night and didn't get home until 2:30 in the morning. The next morning I confronted Sarah about why she was out so late. She looked at me and said, "It's really none of your business, but if you must know, after we finished our dinner we went to a night club and spent the evening dancing." "Were you dancing with men?" Sarah laughed. "Of course, we're not in junior high school." Sarah waited for me to say something more. When I didn’t she sneered at me and said, "If you're done with the third degree, I am hungry. Get your apron on and make me some breakfast." Last week Cassie and Monica came over on Saturday afternoon. The three of them were lying in the sun by the swimming pool. I was waiting on them. Sarah was calling me their waitress. When I brought them a second round of margaritas I heard Cassie ask Sarah, "Where are we going for date night This week." The words “date night” caught my attention. Sarah answered, "Dave wants to go to Macguires for dinner. He says they have great steaks. After dinner he suggested we go dancing at the 520 Club." Monica said, "That would be great, Jerry loves Macguires." I turned. Sarah looked at me and smiled. It seemed as though she wasn't even mildly concerned that I'd just heard what she said. I looked at her and asked, "Who's Dave?" Sarah shrugged. "It's really none of your business, but if you must know he's a guy that I go dancing with on Thursday nights." Cassie and Monica started giggling.
goodhusband Member 2258	# Posted: 31 Oct 2007 05:25:59 Reply  For the next several days, neither of us mentioned Dave. On Thursday evening I walked into the bedroom. Sarah had just finished showering and was sitting at her makeup table. "Are you going out?" She turned, "Of course I am. You know Thursday is my night out with Cassie and Monica." "Can I sit with you while you're getting dressed?" "Sure, but if you don't have anything better to do, why don't you make yourself useful and get me a glass of pinot grigio." "Certainly, right away." I went into the kitchen, opened a bottle of wine and poured a glass for Sarah. I was about to pick it up when I stopped. Lately Sarah had made it clear that she preferred it when I served her wine on a tray. I found a tray and set the glass of wine on it. I was about to pick it up when I decided to surprise Sarah with a light snack. I quickly cut up an apple and sliced some cheddar cheese. I put it all on a small plate and set it on the tray next to Sarah's wine. When I was done, I picked up the tray and carried it back to the bedroom. Sarah was standing up when I walked into the bedroom. She was fastening a black garter belt around her waist. Sarah smiled as I carefully set her glass of wine and plate of apple slices and cheese on her makeup table. When I was done she looked at me and said, "Louis, you are becoming a very good servant. You really should be proud of yourself." I beamed with pride as I sat down on the bed. Sarah sat down next to me and took a sip of her wine. When she set her glass down she picked up a black nylon stocking and rolled it onto her leg. "I haven't seen you wear stockings and a garter belt for a long time. What's the occasion?" Sarah shrugged. "Nothing really, sometimes it's just fun to feel sexy." As Sarah rolled her other stocking onto her leg I asked, "Where are you going to dinner tonight?" Of course I already knew the answer. I remembered the conversation I'd overheard last Saturday. I just wanted to hear it again. "MacGuires, it's a new place on the west side of the city." "Who's going to be there?" Sarah turned. She also remembered the conversation on Saturday. She stared at me for a moment then said, "Cassie and Monica." She paused. "Our dance partners will be there to." "This guy Dave that you mentioned on Saturday, will he be there?" Sarah pulled her panties on over her garter belt and nylons. "Yes of course he will, he's my dance partner." I thought about this for a moment. I really didn't know what to say. Sarah stood, picked up her skirt and pulled it on. It was short, very short. "That's a short skirt." Sarah smiled. "Yes it is, short skirts make dancing easier." She picked up her blouse and slipped her arms into the sleeves. She hadn't bothered to put on a brassiere first." "Your not going to wear a bra tonight?" "No, I think I look sexier without one." She glared at me. "I enjoy looking sexy, is that a problem for you?" I looked at the floor and quietly said, "No I guess not." Sarah smiled as she fastened the two bottom buttons of her blouse. I noticed that she'd left the three top buttons unfastened. My wife looked in the mirror and turned to me. "There, how do I look?" The truth was, Sarah was dressed like a slut. Her short skirt looked like something a teenager would wear, her breasts spilled out of the open buttons at the top of her blouse and her eye shadow was much too dark. Part of me wanted to protest. Part of me wanted to scream at her that no decent woman would ever dream of going out dressed like that. Another part of me had a far different reaction. The meek submissive part of me wanted to fall on my knees and beg to be allowed to kiss Sarah's pussy before she went out. I was torn, I couldn't decide what to say so finally I just whispered, "You look very sexy." Sarah looked at me for a moment then smiled. "You're sweet." I looked at my watch. It was almost seven o'clock. "What time are Cassie and Monica going to pick you up?" Sarah was checking her hair in the mirror. "I’m not riding with Cassie and Monica tonight. They live on the other side of town. Dave lives about a mile away. It's much more convenient for him to pick me up." I stared at Sarah. Suddenly I said, "This is a date. Another man is picking you up at our house and taking you out for an evening of dining and dancing.” I was appalled, I couldn’t believe what I’d just heard. I repeated myself. “This is a date." Sarah turned. For a moment she just looked at me, then she smirked and said, "Yes I suppose it is. Well, there you have it. I'm going out on a date with another man." She placed her hands on her hips. It was a defiant stance. "What are you going to do about it Louis?" I stood perfectly still. The last remnants of my manhood desperately wanted scream, No you can't go! You’re my wife, you cannot date other men. Sadly, I didn't, that part of me had long ago shriveled away. I no longer had the back bone to protest. Now all I could do was silently stare at the floor. Sarah smirked and said, "That's what I thought you'd do." I was completely humiliated. A car horn sounded outside. "That's Dave now. I have to go. You don't want me to keep him waiting do you?" Sarah walked over to me and patted my cheek. "Don't worry Louis, I still love you." She grabbed her purse. As she opened the front door she said, "Don't sit up waiting for me, I'll probably be home quite late." Sarah stepped through the doorway and paused. "The hamper in my closet is filled with dirty lingerie; you can wash all of it for me this evening." She smirked, "That should keep you from getting bored." Sarah closed the door behind her and left. I went to the front window and peeked out the curtain. A tall handsome man in his early forties was standing next to a Lexus. He was holding the passenger door of the car open for Sarah. I assumed that this was Dave. My heart nearly broke when my wife walked up to this strange man, put her arms around his neck and brazenly kissed him on the lips. When she broke off her kiss she turned and looked at the house. Sarah knew I would be watching out the window. She waved at me and got into Dave's car. He closed the car door, walked around to the driver’s side and got in. A single tear rolled down my cheek as I watched this handsome man start his car, pull away from the curb and drive away with my wife.
essentiauk Member 410	# Posted: 31 Oct 2007 10:09:29 Reply  Not been on this site for far too long GH (Tony has), good to see you still here and good to see your talent again Mel x
goodhusband Member 2258	# Posted: 31 Oct 2007 11:41:09 Reply  Hi Mel What a nice surprise. It's nice to hear from you. This story is going to be a bit different from my other stories. Sarah may be just a touch on the cruel side. When I wrote Roxanne and Willie, Roxanne at times got swept up in what she was doing and pushed Willie very hard. She always relented and eased up on Willie. I don't think Sarah's going to do that. But, this story is in it's earliest stages I guess we will just have to see where this goes. GH
subchard Member 182	# Posted: 1 Nov 2007 06:31:37 Reply  GH, Off to a good start once again!
paparas Member 335	# Posted: 2 Nov 2007 00:23:02 Reply  It's going great so far. Sarah seems to be a strong confident woman who know what she wants and how to get it....i think i am already in love with her.
essentiauk Member 410	# Posted: 2 Nov 2007 07:43:42 Reply  GH, you have me on that checking every day cycle again Mel x
goodhusband Member 2258	# Posted: 2 Nov 2007 11:31:16 Reply  Subchard, Papparas, Happy D and Mel Thanks, it always makes me feel good to hear from all of you. Papparas I think Sarah may be a very demanding woman to be in love with. Mel you were gone for awhile - did you read Roxanne and Willie and the end of April's Story. They have both been written since I finished Sandra and Stevie. You have to go back in the archives to find them. Read Roxanne and Willie before you read April's Story. They are both sequels to Sandra and Stevie. GH
goodhusband Member 2258	# Posted: 2 Nov 2007 11:45:21 Reply  I didn't want to give Sarah any reason to be angry with me when she came home. As soon she and Dave drove away, I went to her bedroom and found her laundry hamper. I obediently hand washed all of her dirty lingerie and hung it on the clothesline in the basement. That took me about an hour. when I was done I went into the kitchen and made myself some dinner. I ate in front of the television. While I ate, I wondered what Sarah and Dave doing. I looked at my watch. It was just before 9:00. I assumed that they were just finishing their dinner. I wondered if MacGuires did have great steaks. When I was done eating, I cleaned the kitchen and washed up my dirty dishes. As I was finishing, I looked at the clock. It was 10:15. I spent the next hour vacuuming and dusting the living room. Earlier this week, Sarah had mentioned that the living room was looking a bit messy. I guess I was feeling a little insecure about Sarah's feelings towards me. I wanted to try to impress her with my skills as a husband. At 11:30 I took a shower and put on my pajama's. Actually I didn't put on a pair of pajamas. It was really a see through pink nighty with a pair of matching pink panties. They were a gift from Sarah. I always felt silly wearing this outfit, but I knew it pleased her when I put it on. I was desperate to have Sarah love me. I was trying to do everything I could to make her happy. When I was ready for bed I sat down in the living room and turned on the television. I found an old movie and promptly fell asleep. I was awakened by the a pair of car headlights and the sound of an engine. A car had just pulled into our driveway. I sat up and looked at the clock on the wall. It was 1:45. Suddenly it was dark and quiet again. Someone had turned the headlights and car engine off. I waited. When I didn't hear the sound of a car door I got up and carefully peeked out the front window. It was Dave's Lexus. The light on our front walk gave just enough illumination for me to be able to see one person's head in the front seat, but I could only see one head. I was pretty sure it was Dave and he appeared to be lying back in the seat. I watched. After a few minutes, another head appeared. This was obviously Sarah. My stomach churned when I realized what she must have been doing. Dave handed Sarah something. She wiped her mouth with it. It must have been his handkerchief. She handed it back and they kissed. It was a long drawn out kiss. Finally they broke apart. They appeared to talk for a moment, then Sarah opened the car door and got out. I closed the curtain and hurried back to my chair. I didn't want Sarah to know I'd been spying on her. After a moment the front door opened and Sarah walked in. Her blouse was brazenly unbuttoned. Her large breasts were hanging free. She closed the door behind her and set her purse down on the table in the entrance way. She noticed me as she walked into the living room. "Oh, your still up." "You're very late." "I told you I would be." "You sat out front in the car for a long time." "Were you spying on me?" "You're my wife." "So what?" That answer disarmed me for a moment. I wasn't sure what to say next. Sarah noticed my confusion and said, "What's the matter wimp, cat got your tongue?" Sarah's aggressive attitude got me even more flustered. I started to stutter. "Wha wha what were you doing out there?" Sarah laughed, "what do you think we were doing. Dave and I are two healthy adults of the opposite sex." "You're a married woman!" "Dave took me out for a nice dinner and a wonderful evening of dancing. We're not in grade school, we're adults. When a man does that for a woman he expects a little sugar when he takes her home. Sarah walked over and patted my face. "Relax baby, all he did was kiss me and play with my tits for a little while." "What about when you're head was in his lap?" Sarah looked at me for a moment. "Oh you saw that." she sighed, "Okay, I did give him a blow job. Louis, Dave's a healthy adult male. You don't expect me to get him all hot and bothered and then send him on his way do you?" She shook her head, "That would be cruel." "Why not, you do it to me all the time." I stopped. I don't know what got into me. I just blurted it out. We both stared at each other in silence. Finally Sarah scowled at me, "Dave's a man." She kept her eyes fixed on my eyes. Gradually I wilted and averted my gaze to the floor. Sarah's scowl slowly turned into a smile. She defiantly placed her hands on her hips and hissed, "Now if you are finished, I am tired and I am going to bed. Your cross examination has pissed me off. Louis, I do not want to hear another word out of you until tomorrow morning." "But..." "Not another word!" Sarah stormed into her bedroom and slammed the door behind her. I stood perfectly still. Waves of regret immediately started rolling through me. I couldn't bear having Sarah angry with me. I quietly knocked on her bedroom door. "Sarah, I'm sorry I made you mad." "Not another fucking word Louis!"
doorstopper Member 450	# Posted: 2 Nov 2007 21:11:35 Reply  Louis, Just roll on a pair of her using stockings & those panties she gave you get down on your knees & suck her pussy of his cum, of course he fucked your hot sexy looking slut wife. get used to the life & enjoy the taste of her lovers cum on your tongue John
essentiauk Member 410	# Posted: 3 Nov 2007 10:42:01 Reply  Shaping up very nice GH, thank you... Mel x
paparas Member 335	# Posted: 3 Nov 2007 18:40:09 Reply  gosh I sooo love Sarah...
prissy Member 1694 Pictures: 48	# Posted: 3 Nov 2007 19:29:53 Reply  just found your new story, gh. wonderful start. i can't wait to see where this goes. while your other stories are superb, this one is starting out even better form my point of view. i can't wait to see how dominant and bitchy Sarah can be. priss
essentiauk Member 410	# Posted: 5 Nov 2007 07:53:09 Reply  I'll go back and read the other stories GH thanks for pointing them out... Mel x
goodhusband Member 2258	# Posted: 5 Nov 2007 12:44:15 Reply  Hi Priss, Yes, I think you will love Sarah, although heaven help you if you ever meet her." GH Mel I think you will enjoy both of them. The first part of April's story will start slowly for you. Skim the basketball parts. Read the section about the tombs, its essential to the plot. I think you will like Helen, Jessica, Lorraine and Morris when you finally meet them. They are going to become principle charachters when I go back to writing about the gang at Oak Grove Drive. GH
goodhusband Member 2258	# Posted: 5 Nov 2007 12:44:53 Reply  I got up very early Friday morning and prepared a ham and cheese quiche. It was Sarah's favorite breakfast. I made it from scratch. I'd lain awake all night trying to come up with a plan to make amends to her. I couldn't bear the thought of Sarah being angry with me. This was the best plan I could come up with. While I was cooking I listened for sounds of activity from her bedroom. I heard her first footsteps just before 7:30. It was just after 8:00 when Sarah's bedroom door opened and she came out. I was on my knees waiting for her when she walked into the living room. Sarah looked gorgeous. She was wearing a very expensive hand tailored wool business suit. She stopped when she saw me kneeling in my lace apron and yellow panties. She stood perfectly still and stared at me. I swallowed hard and said, "Sarah, I am sorry that I offended you last night. Please forgive me." I smiled at her, "I made your favorite breakfast." Sarah continued staring at me. Gradually a very subtle smile formed on her lips. "Louis, you were incredibly rude last night. You had absolutely no business questioning my behavior." I bowed my head. "I'm Sorry Sarah." Sarah held up her hand and stopped me. "Louis I think that for the time being it would be better if you called me Ms. Raymond." My last name was Mitchell. Sarah chose to keep her name when we got married. "Yes Ms. Raymond." Sarah walked a slow circle around me. "I am impressed by your display of remorse, but you are going to have to atone for your behavior." She stared at me, "Do you truly wish to make amends?" I looked up at her. "Yes please, I will do anything." "Anything?" "Yes." Sarah smiled. It was a wicked smile. "Very well, if you truly wish to make amends, you can serve as my slave for one week." I thought about this for a moment. I already did all the cooking and housework. How much worse could this possibly be? I smiled to myself, I was getting off cheap. Deep down inside me there was also a little thrill of excitement. I bowed my head, "Thank you Ms. Raymond, You're very generous." Sarah looked at me, "You're welcome Louis." She paused. "I think you need to do something to demonstrate that you willingly accept my terms." Sarah thought for a moment then she smiled. "I know." She walked over so she was standing in front of me and turned around. Sarah slowly raised the hem of her skirt to her waist, placed one hand on the back of the chair in front of her and leaned forward. "Pull my panty hose and panties down and lick my ass." I hesitated for a moment. I'd been licking Sarah's ass since well before we got married. The truth is I enjoyed it. But this time, it somehow felt different. This time it seemed at though I was surrendering to Sarah. I moved very slowly. I pulled Sarah's pantyhose and panties down and spread the cheeks of her gorgeous ass. I stared at her asshole for a moment. I was both terrified and excited. Somehow I sensed that by giving her this kiss, I was relinquishing the rest of my rights as a man. Sarah became impatient with my delay. "Well what are you waiting for? I don't have all day." I closed my eyes and pressed my lips against Sarah's anus. She sighed when she felt me make contact. I kissed her for a moment, but that still wasn't enough for her. "I believe my instructions were to lick it." Sarah quietly cooed when she felt my tongue penetrate her asshole. After a moment she said, "I think this might be a very interesting week."
powerono Member 42 Pictures: 1	# Posted: 5 Nov 2007 13:02:59 Reply  for a moment there i thought this story is gonna lack originality, wrong so far.... keep up the good work
goodhusband Member 2258	# Posted: 5 Nov 2007 13:46:53 Reply  Sarah pulled up her panties and pantyhose and pushed her skirt back down. She walked into the dining room. She smiled when she saw the morning newspaper lying next to her place at the head of the table. I poured Sarah a cup of coffee and went into the kitchen. I put a slice of quiche on a plate and poured a glass of orange juice. Sarah was reading the paper when I brought her breakfast into the dining room. I set the quiche and glass of orange juice in front of her and carefully stepped back. Without lifting her eyes from the newspaper Sarah said, "Thank you Louis." She used the same indifferent tone that an arrogant diner might use with a waiter in a restaurant. When she finished her quiche, Sarah daintily dabbed at her lips with her cloth napkin and stood up. "Louis that was very good." She smiled at me. "I've always believed that you would make an excellent servant." I bowed politely and said, "Thank you Ms. Raymond." I was trying as hard as I could to please Sarah. I desperately wanted to get back into her good graces." Sarah smirked at my obedient manner, "Louis, I'm pleased to see that you're being serious in your effort to atone for last night's rude behavior. I wish I could stay and pursue this further, but I have to go to work. We'll continue this when I get home." Sarah looked at me with a very wicked smile. In her most mocking tone of voice she said, "I'll see you this evening slaveboy." Sarah picked up her purse and walked to the front door. As she opened it she said, "I think I would like Tuna Delmonico for dinner tonight." I shook my head, "The sauce for that dish takes almost three hours to prepare." She smiled, "Yes, it does." She stared at me, "What time does you last lecture end today?" "3:00." "Good, that will get you home by 3:30. I'll expect you to serve dinner at 7:00. That will allow plenty of preparation time."
Paul Michaels Member 14	# Posted: 5 Nov 2007 14:41:11 Reply  Excellent story GH...My wife makes me do many of those things already except we have not progressed to othe rmen as yet...but soon I fear.
essentiauk Member 410	# Posted: 5 Nov 2007 17:49:22 Reply  Excellent GH as you already know, my kind of story, i'm loving it so far! Mel x
goodhusband Member 2258	# Posted: 6 Nov 2007 12:40:32 Reply  Paul Michaels I am glad you are enjoying my story. Thankyou for taking a moment to tell me. I appreciate your comment. GH Mel Glad your enjoying it, I think you will love the next few segments. Thanks for your support GH
goodhusband Member 2258	# Posted: 6 Nov 2007 12:40:49 Reply  After I was done teaching my last class I left the University as quickly as I could. On my way home I stopped at the grocery store and a fresh fish market to get the ingredients for Sarah's dinner. It was just after 3:30 when I got home. I quickly put the groceries away, put on my lace apron and started preparing the ginger sauce for Tuna Delmonico. The first hour of preparation requires the most effort. The sauce has to be constantly stirred as it cooks. Once the sauce was cooking, I made garlic mashed potatoes. They were Sarah's favorite. When I was done with the potatoes, I washed the lettuce for two caesar salads and laid the leaves between the folds of a towel so they could dry. After that was done I had a few spare moments so I vacuumed the living room and dining room. It was just after 5:30 when Sarah walked in the front door. She smiled when she saw me vacuuming. Sarah walked across the living room and went down the hall to her bedroom. As she disappeared through the hall door she said, "Put the vacuum cleaner away and join me in my bedroom." I quickly did as I was told. Sarah glared at me when I walked into her bedroom. "Excuse me, just what do you think you’re doing?" "You told me to join you in your bedroom." "Louis, I will tell you this one time and one time only. You are a slave. You are expected to knock and get permission before you enter this room. If you ever forget that again, you will be severely punished. Do you understand?" I bowed my head, "Yes Ms. Raymond." Sarah smiled, then opened her purse and took out a small box. The words CB 2000 were printed on the top of box. "I bought a little present for you on my way home." I was nervous, Sarah wasn't in the frame of mind to be giving me real presents. "May I ask what it is?" "Certainly, It's a male chastity cage." I was stunned for a moment. I didn't even know that such things existed. Sarah continued, "I really don't want a slave lying around my house jerking off all day so I am taking the necessary precaution to control your behavior." "But I don't...OOOW" The slap was sudden and unexpected, it hurt. "Silence! when I want your opinion I'll ask for it." She glared at me, "I am not interested in hearing your thoughtless narcissistic comments." I bowed my head in shame. Sarah's slap hurt. Tears were running down my cheeks. Sarah laughed when she saw I was crying. "I knew you were a little pansy, but I didn't think you were that delicate." She thought for a moment, "I think we'll change your name to Louise." She looked at me and smiled, "Yes Louise is a much more appropriate name for a little sissyboy like you." I looked at Sarah, I didn't know what to do." She seemed to sense my confusion, "Just behave yourself Louise, you’ll do fine. You will quickly learn that I'll reward obedience just as fast as I punish obstinance." Sarah stared at me for a moment. When I didn't reply she said, "Good, I'm glad that's settled; now strip down to your panties." I stared at my wife. She shook her head, "I am going to get very cross with you if I have to keep repeating every instruction." Sarah raised her voice, "Louise, Strip!" This time I responded very quickly to Sarah's command. My apron, shirt, trousers and my shoes and socks were off in a flash. I piled everything in a neat stack on the floor and patiently waited for Sarah's next direction. She nodded in approval. "Much better, now pull your panties down. It's time to put on your chastity belt." I did as I was told and obediently stood in front of my wife with my panties around my knees while she read the directions for the CB 2000. When she was ready Sarah slipped the device onto my cock and balls. As she was doing it she said, "Tonight, before we go to bed I am going to take this off so you can shave off all of this unsightly pubic hair. I think that you will look much better without it." When she was done putting the chastity cage on me, Sarah snapped the tiny gold lock into place and put the key in her purse. "Louise you understand that you are never allowed to go into my purse without my specific permission." I nodded, "Yes Ms. Raymond; I understand." As I answered, I marveled at Sarah skill as an attorney. She once again got me to acquiesce to a much larger demand by getting me to agree to a smaller concession. By acknowledging the fact that I wasn't allowed go into Sarah's purse, I also agreed to wear the chastity cage.

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