After a day working at “The Dungeon”, you pull into the driveway. Seeing that your husband is already home, you smile to yourself, “Yes, I need him to help me relax”.
As you walk in, you notice that the house still looks great. You hang up your purse and take off your black pumps. The cool of the tile in the foyer feels good through your nylons.
“Oh you’re home.” You hear him say as he comes from the laundry room “I just started a load of wash with my work coveralls. When they’re done, do you need me to do a load of yours, My Love?” He is wearing a t-shirt and sweat pants, as he comes closer. “You look a little tired. Was it a long day at work?”
You smile and hug him. “Yes, my loyal manservant, it was. Will you rub my feet?” You started playfully calling him your ‘loyal manservant’ after Madam Shade referred to him that way in the Club.
“Of course, My Love.” He responds honestly.
You go to the couch, have him sit on one end, as you sit on the other, placing your feet in his lap. “Do you want to tell me about your day?” He asks as he slowly rubs the bottom of your right foot. Softly at first, but then he adds more pressure to the balls of your feet and then down the arch. His hands are so strong and rough from his warehouse job, but they feel amazing.
You sigh and relax into the couch. “Do you really want to hear about my clients?”
“Of course.” He responds. The first time you did this, you were worried that he was getting some new excitement from hearing about your job as a “Mistress Monica” but soon you realized that he was just being the attentive husband you trained him to be, and that he wants you to relax and vent if you need. “What roles did you play today?”
“I was an Executive, a Teacher, and a Senior Manager.” You say in a relaxed tone as he takes your left foot and massages it. “Today I used my Office setting, and the Boardroom setting.” You explain.
“Which one did you use as a Teacher?” He asks as he slowly flexes and pulls your toes.
That feels so good. You close your eyes, “I used the office set. I had the staff bring in a couple of student desks to help with the setting.”
He nods. “So is this a “bad student” who needs to be disciplined?”
You sigh and smile. “Aren’t they all.” As he slowly massages both feet and rotates your ankles, you continue relating parts of your day.
“Should I move from your feet to your legs?” he asks.
You feel the softness of the couch against your back and pause weighing the options of a massage that would lead to sex, or going to the bedroom undressing and having sex there. “Lets move to the bedroom.”
“Of course My Love.” He responds as he moves your feet from his lap, stands and then extends his hand to you.
He helps you up. “I like how you look in those sweatpants.” You comment.
He smiles. “I just wanted something comfortable once I got home.”
You reach down and give his crotch a gentile squeeze. “Are you wearing the silk panties I like on you?”
He leans in and kisses you. “Of course. You told me to continue wearing them. They feel soft and remind me of you all day.” You feel his dick harden through his pants.
Leading him to the bedroom, you have him pull down his pants and get on the bed. His hard little dick makes a beautiful silk tent of the white panties.
As he lies on the bed, you slowly strip off your blouse, teasing him, slowly revealing the black bra underneath. He puts his hands behind his head, knowing that he can’t touch himself without your permission. He’s well trained, obedient, but still masculine in the ways you need. His time at the gym with you helps to tone the muscles he doesn’t use at his job, making him so much more attractive to you than he was a year ago.
You set the blouse on the chair and then slowly unzip the skirt, swaying your hips in a way you know turns him on. He licks his lips in anticipation but doesn’t say anything. As you put your skirt on your blouse, you smile at him. “Good boy. You are nice and hard for me.”
“Yes, My Love.” He responds with a broad smile.
You keep the stockings and garter belt on but slowly slide your black lace panties off, revealing your nicely trimmed bush.
You hear him exhale with anticipation, but true to his training, he doesn’t say a word without permission.
Your fingers pull down the front of his panties and his nice hard dick lies on his stomach. You take it and slowly lick the tip. You enjoy how he feels in your mouth. Not too big and nicely shaped. You lick and suck him slowly, then move onto the bed and straddle his head. He knows what you need. With out a word, he lovingly licks your damp pussy. You feel his tongue explore your folds as you slowly move your hips back and forth. As you lick and suck, you slowly stroke him. “You’re nice and excited for me. Let me give you a nice reward and you.” You purr in a seductive tone.
“Thank you Mist..um.. My Love.” He responds and then sucks your clit. It’s tempting to grind against his mouth and lose yourself in pleasure, but you want to reward him for doing everything so well.
So you get off him, remove your bra, then straddle him again, this time slowly lowering yourself over his hard prick. You rub your wet lips across it a few times before you feed him into you. Then you start rocking back and forth. Slowly at first and then harder. He places his hands on your thighs and softly moans. “That’s it. Feel me on you. Using you for my pleasure.” You say in a soft but controlling tone.
“Yes, My Love.” He responds and moves his hips to thrust into you. It’s good, but not what you need, so you grab his wrists and hold them down, leaning over him, and riding him faster. Your clit grinding against his smooth pubic mound every time you flex forward.
Your pleasure builds and you squeeze him with your knees. “Oh Yes” you hear him say as you cum. You feel him pulsing inside of you too.
You smile, because now you are a sticky mess that he’ll clean with his talented tongue. You lean forward and kiss him. “I think you came in me, didn’t you?”
“Yes. My Love. I’ll clean you.”
“Good Boy” you say as you roll off him and lie back. He takes his time licking, sucking, and cleaning you, as you orgasm a couple more times.
His mouth is wet with your juices, as you kiss him again.
“I needed that.” You say, then continue “Why don’t you check on laundry. I’ll heat up dinner. Don’t we still have leftovers from what you cooked yesterday?”
He nods and smiles as he gathers your ‘work clothing’.
You pull off your stockings and garter belt, hanging them up, and pulling on a pair of yoga pants and a loose t-shirt. You are tired of wearing a bra.
In the kitchen, you microwave and dish up a couple of plates. Your husband asks “Would Milady like wine tonight or something else?”
You look at the hot food on the plates and answer “Yes, tonight I think a White would go well, or maybe a Rosé.” He steps behind you and pulls down a couple of wine glasses. You feel his chest rub against your back, which for some reason tonight just turns you on again. You turn and kiss him. “You do that so well.” You say.
“I try my best Madam.” He responds with that soft, loving tone in his voice.
Moving the plates to the table, you sit and wait for him to bring the wine. He picked the Rosé which smells wonderful and goes good with the food.
In a moment he is seated across the small table from you. “Is there anything else you need, my Love?”
You look at him, pick up your fork, and smile. “Not right now.”
After dinner, he cleans the kitchen, while you check your work phone. There is a new client request. You look at the name. Evan Andrews.
You sigh, that’s the name of the bastard you used to work with. You used to fuck him too, but that was before you changed your life and saved your marriage.
It might not be him, it could be another Evan Andrews. You go to your computer and log in to “The Dungeon”. On your page you see a new client request with a completed “client questionnaire”. The attached ID photo is of the Evan you knew. You shake your head, and chew on your lower lip as you read his answers.
“Sexual Activity: Giving Cunnilingus, Receiving Blow Job, including Rough Blow Job. Give Vaginal Sex, Give Anal Sex, No Condoms.” You don’t see anything about Spanking, Bondage, or Safe Words. This is not the kind of client you take. You are very tempted to hit “Reject, assign to different Server.”
You feel your husband’s hand on your shoulder. “Is everything alright?” You hadn’t heard him walk up, so you are startled.
You look up at him, “I’m fine, it’s just a work request. But I think I will turn it down.”
“Why? He looks like a handsome enough guy. The kind of guys you picked up at The Club.” He says in a soft but neutral tone.
You reassuringly pat his hand. “He is the kind of guy I used to like to fuck. Actually he is the big dick loser I used when I cheated on you.”
He looks a little confused “Going to the Club wasn’t cheating. That was you getting the big cock you craved, and returning home.”
You shake your head. “No, he was before all of this. He was cheating on his wife and fucking me, before I stopped, and we made changes.”
“Oh. You never told me who he was.” He says in a softer tone.
You stand up, turn and hug your husband reassuringly. “At the time I was angry and confused. We made changes. For the better. We are still together and I love you.” It’s a phrase you rarely say to him, even though he calls you “My Love” all the time. You feel his strong arms around you as he returns your hug and kisses your neck.
Relaxing your hold, you look at him. “I was going to hit ‘Reject’ and have it assigned to someone else.”
He stops for a second and smiles. “Does he know how much stronger and better you are now?”
“He got a taste of it before I quit my old job. He was part of my contract team.”
“Was he good at contracts? Or did he make mistakes that you covered and corrected?”
“He was the ‘smooth talking’ kind of ‘good old boy’ that some clients wanted but wasn’t really good at completing the details.” You reply not really seeing where this is going.
He smiles broader, “I think you should do like you do for some of your clients who are poor performers. Secure him and paddle him until he does better.”
You hit save. You’ll look at it again in the morning. If you approve it, you can still cancel after the Initial Interview.
“Does it excite you, the idea of me punishing him.” You ask in a seductive tone.
“Yes. My Love.” He says taking your hand, and leading you to the bedroom. “I love the idea of you taking a man who you said was a sad loser with a big cock, tying him down, paddling his ass until it’s red, and then teasing him until he is about to cum, then denying his release. Telling him ‘get dressed, his session is done’. Then he has to return to his wife and explain both his red ass and his blue balls.”
You laugh at that. “My wicked ways are starting to rub off on you.”
“May I make love to you again, my Love?” He asks as he gives you a side hug.
“Of course. My loyal manservant. Show me the pleasures you can give. Let’s enjoy tonight. Tomorrow is another day”
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