The Making of A Submissive Wife

By CJ Edwards

Suzi's marriage was on the rocks. She had put on too much weight since the birth of her last child and lost interest in sex. Not surprisingly then, her husband had developed his sex life elsewhere. His long business trips to London had allowed him to find a mistress who shared his sexual tastes and that relationship flourished. When Damion finally told her he thought it was time to move on, Suzi was desperate to keep him and was prepared to do anything to keep the marriage together. That was to be total submission to her husband and a willingness to complete embrace the D/s lifestyle he enjoyed with his mistress. That was only the start and this novella follows Suzi's journey into submission, through the training at her husband's hands to the extreme sexual encounters he arranges with other men, women and groups of people who have only one thing in common; a desire to enjoy his sexy, submissive wife.

This story has been told before in a series of short ebooks and two collections - Submissive Women - but this is the first time Suzi's journey from naive and respectable housewife to horny submissive slut has been available in one long story.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Erotic Dreams
• Release date: Feb 21, 2014
• ISBN: 9781311764218

CJ Edwards

I'm a suburban Mum by day and like to let my hair down at night. Always blessed or cursed with a high sex drive, I'm lucky to have a fantastic husband who not only looks after me in every respect but also allows me to research all aspects of my writing. I love to write about sexy submissive ladies because at heart that's what I am. I write about my girls being put into often extreme and difficult circumstances by strong men who care about them and ultimately ensure they are looked after.I write what I like to read so I expect my audience is mostly women but to be honest my stuff is so hot, I'm sure I have the odd male fan out there!Would you like to be notified of my new releases and top titles? Sign up for my newsletter and get a free, exclusive and very hot short story completely free with our compliments!www.eroticdreams.sex

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THE MAKING OF A SUBMISSIVE WIFE

By

C J Edwards

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The Making of a Submissive Wife

Copyright © 2014 by C J Edwards

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Melody Simmons

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Please note that I use British spelling throughout. You will see doubled letters (focussed), ou’s (colour) and ‘re’ (centre) as well as a few other differences from American spelling.

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THE MAKING OF A SUBMISSIVE WIFE

CHAPTER ONE

After eleven years of marriage, things had definitely gone stale between Damion and Suzi. When Damion’s work moved to London and he began to weekly commute, it was almost inevitable he would find a lover. His evenings began to fill up with wining and dining and finally seducing his deliciously submissive lover, Emma. The calls home became infrequent and focused on practical issues like the children’s education. Before long he started staying away at weekends too.

On one of those rare weekends spent at home with wife and kids, Suzi decided to confront him on his behaviour. He was sitting in the lounge, watching some inane quiz show with a bottle of beer in his hand, when she turned off the television and stood in his field of vision. ‘You’ve hardly said a word to me all weekend. Do you want to tell me what’s going on?’

Damion took a breath. This was the conversation he was planning to have anyway but not quite so soon. He tried to make his voice as friendly as possible. ‘The fact is, Suzi, I love you a lot and will always care for you.’ He paused to gather his strength. ‘…but I’m not in love with you anymore.’

Suzi went pale. She knew something was up but she never dreamt it could be this. A dreadful thought gnawed at the pit of her stomach. She knew, but still couldn’t bring herself to face it. ‘Go on,’ is all she felt brave enough to say.

‘I’ve been seeing another woman,’ he blurted out, ‘and I’ve fallen in love with her.’

Suzi felt as if she had been hit over the head with a big stick. ‘I think you’d better leave,’ she said in a quiet voice.

The next week was hell for Suzi. She had no contact at all with her husband until she rang him at work on Thursday. ‘Damion,’ she began with a shaky voice. ‘Can we talk?’

‘I think we’d better,’ he replied. ‘I’ll come up at the weekend.’

‘I’ve got a better idea. I’ll come down to you.’

The following evening saw them both having dinner at an exclusive restaurant in the West End; one of Damion’s favourite. They made small talk throughout the meal: events at work, how the children were doing at boarding school and so on. The coffees arrived with a couple of brandies and Damion cleared his throat, ready to explain how he planned to terminate the marriage with the minimum of pain for his wife.

Suzi got in first. ‘I don’t want to lose you Damion. I’ll do anything to keep you!’

Damion chose his next words carefully. ‘I don’t think that’s possible, Suzi. I do love you but you know I have strong sexual needs and frankly I don’t fancy you anymore.’

That hurt but Suzi was ready for it. ‘I know. I’ve put on over three stone during our marriage and I spend no time on myself. Even I don’t fancy me,’ she tried to joke. ‘I will sort that out Damion, if you’ll give me another chance.’

‘That’s easier said than done,’ replied her husband. ‘Even if it were possible though, it’s more than that.’

‘What then?’

‘You know I am dominant by nature and we began to explore that facet of our relationship until you started to tire of sex.’ Damion could see his wife getting embarrassed but he was determined to get to the nub of the issue. ‘Emma and I went well beyond that point weeks ago and we now have a very fruitful sexual relationship that gives us both what we need!’

Suzi looked up demurely. ‘Teach me!’

Damion’s business was booming and he decided it made sense to move the family home to Greater London. He rented a big detached house in Surrey; Suzi left her job and moved down. In the six weeks since that difficult conversation, she had already lost half a stone. With that, regular exercise putting colour in her cheeks and time spent at a beauty parlour each week, Damion found his prick stirring each time he saw her; this woman now resembled the one he had fallen for all those years ago.

Now, with a full car and a removals truck on the way, Damion showed his wife around their new home for the first time. The fully fitted kitchen and beautiful en suite were definitely to her liking, as were the spacious bedrooms. Once the tour of the part of the house that sat above ground was complete, Damion led his wife down the stairs to the basement. She had been warned about what lay beyond the door and she was nervous as hell to see it.

Damion unlocked the door and pushed it open. ‘Welcome to the dungeon, my sweet,’ he announced.

The room was surprisingly spacious, running the entire length and breadth of the big house. Damion had clearly been busy in the two weeks since he had picked up the keys. One half of the room was a fully equipped gym, with treadmill, stationary bikes, weights and Jacuzzi. The other side was equipped with chains, a vaulting horse, a big crucifixion cross and, most ominously, a cage.

‘The gym was already here,’ said Damion. ‘I’ve just adapted the room to suit our purposes. You’ll stay down here until you’re fully trained.’

Suzi gulped. ‘Okay!’

‘That’s ‘okay Master’,’ said Damion. ‘Now, I reckon we’ve got about an hour until the removal men arrive. Take off your clothes!’

Suzi hated anyone seeing her naked at