The Slave Wife: Ready and Willing

By Jenny Lee

A horny, newlywed couple gets stuck in a massive downpour and look to a group of strangers for help. Things take a turn for the worse when the gang expects to be repaid for their act of kindness. What kind of filthy shenanigans await?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Publishdrive
• Release date: Jun 15, 2017

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Part 1

Up here in Seattle, we get a lot of rain.

              Whenever my friends come into town for a visit they’re always wondering how I do it, how I can stay so happy in a town that’s covered in water and darkness nearly ten months out of every year. You get used to it, I explain.

              The thing is, Seattle rain may be consistent but it’s never that powerful. Sure, there is a relentless mist over pretty much everything, but the downpours aren’t nearly as torrential as the ones I’ve experienced in warmer southern climates. Even on the rare occasions that it does get as bad as a tropical downpour, our city is built for that kind of thing. All of the drainage ditches do their job and keep the flooding at bay, and most buildings have been equipped with precautionary measures to keep everyone bone dry.

              They say that in Seattle you can always spot the tourists because they’re the only ones using umbrellas.

              Because of this, we Seattleites have a way of rolling our eyes at the news of any impending monsoon. It seems like there is always going to be a storm on the horizon when you live in the Pacific Northwest, and it never seems to make that much of a difference.

              My wife Amy and me have tickets for one of our favorite bands tonight, and despite the recent storm warnings there is no way that we’re not going.

              Hurricane Lilly is expected to make landfall at seven this evening, leaving commuters just enough time to get home from work, the local newscaster announces stoically from the television screen before me. It has been recommended by government officials that those who remain in the city head home immediately and stay inside with your emergency kits.

              My wife strolls into the living room and sits down on the couch next to me, her eyes locked onto the television now. Do you think we should still go? she asks, nervously.

              I scoff. Amy is not from around here, and she doesn’t quite seem to understand the massive grain of salt that all of this should be taken with.

              We’ll be fine, I assure her. We’ll go to the show and then head right home afterwards.

              But that’s when the storm is the worst! Amy replies.

              They’re always wrong, I tell her. Always. I reach out my arm and put it around my wife, pulling her close.

              Alright, but if we get stuck out in the rain I’m not going to be happy about it, Amy tells me.

              If it was really going to be that bad don’t you think they’d cancel the show? I question.

              This seems to strike a chord with Amy, who suddenly nods in agreement. "I guess you’re right. Are you sure