Becoming Her Slave - Part 1

By Mistress Jessica

Husband has secret fantasies about being dominated by his lovely wife, but thinks she is incapable of being that way. In a drunken night of frivolity husband confesses to his wife his desire for this experience. The wife who secretly also longed to be dominant in the relationship agrees, and the night of drinking ends and a bright new morning arises as husband wakes up to his cock locked tightly in a chastity cage, with a note that says – “Looks like we both get what we want from now one” signed your Loving Wife and Master from now on.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Jan 25, 2021
• ISBN: 9781716186486

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Becoming Her Slave – Part 1

Dominant Wife Series

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This book is for entertainment purposes only

Copyright 2020

All rights reserved.  No part of this document or the related files may be reproduced or transmitted in any form, by any means (electronic, photocopying, or otherwise) without the prior written permission of the publisher.

This book is a work of fiction.  Characters, names, places, incidents, and organizations are a product of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously.

The idea is that with good communication between partners, healthy role playing can be obtained by both parties, consenting and agreeing on each role they will play during this playtime. 

As with anything respect for both partners is adamant and expected by all involved. 

Safe words and Safe Gestures should always be employed to ensure that the submissive person has a way regardless of the situation to be able to communicate with the dominant person, these and all ground rules should be set up prior to any role playing of any kind.

You and only you are responsible for your actions.

Have fun, but play safe!

~Mistress Jessica~

Chapter One – In with the old and out with the new

My wife Samantha and I had started drinking early, day drinking is never good while you are over at the next-door neighbors cook out. I guess you get this feeling that you don’t have a limit since all you have to do is walk next door to go home.  In addition, I don’t think either of us had eaten any of the food they cooked while we there, wasn’t really feeling the tofu and vegan burgers for some reason.  They were a cute couple though, Frank and Mike had moved here from the city, looking to get some of that suburb charm that was so plentiful.

That afternoon turned into additional drinking at our house by the pool, it was one of those nice in between summer and fall days, the ones that make you wonder why we don’t just live outside under the stars.  An afternoon of sitting by the pool was certainly sounding very good right about now.

Samantha returned with a fresh drink in both hands, she was also standing there with her top pulled aside and her very beautiful tits open for the world to see.  I took the drink offered and took a swig and placed it on the table next to the chaise lounge.  She did the same sitting on the lounge chair next to mine. 

Her hand came to rest on my crotch, and with a wicked little smile she began to caress my cock through my shorts.  It didn’t take long to have my cock at full attention and it felt wonderful.

Do you like that John? Do you like how I play with your cock?

I simply nodded; I knew she wouldn’t simply get me off so easily not that it was going to be easy anyway with the amount of alcohol in my system. 

I heard her whispering in my ear as her fingers gently went up and down the shaft of my cock.

Tell me a secret John, tell me a dark secret something you haven’t told anyone.

I wasn’t sure if it was the booze or just the heightened level of sexuality but I began to tell her and it was rather interesting hearing my own words come out of my mouth almost like I was a separate person to the conversation I was having with my wife.

I always wanted to simply give up control and act out on my submissive side. I told her.

You know, just be able to let go and let someone else deal with the decisions. I said.

She simply smiled and continued to fondle me.

Really that is what the big important man wants, that is his deep dark secret?

I giggled a little thinking about what I said and the absurdness of it, but somewhere deep down inside of me it was what I wanted.

Let me amend my statement I slurred a little this time.

What do you mean she asked?

Well, I mean I don’t want to be under someone’s thumb I want to be loved and feel secure in my place I just want to be able to count on someone to do what is best for me. I heard myself say.

Why John are you saying that you would like to be a wife she giggled

I thought to myself that I was really over thinking this whole strange scenario.

Sounds like you want your cake and to eat it to she laughed.

I tried to turn the tables on her a little and asked her the same question she asked me.

Why don’t you tell me some dark little secret to me. I whispered.

Ok but first another drink. She spoke.

I sat there thinking that I shouldn’t have another drink but Samantha was back shortly with two drinks in hand and she handed me one.

Bottoms up she said.

We both drained our glasses in one swallow.

I was pretty sure I shouldn’t have done that, and I felt a little wobbly and didn’t even want to think about standing up.

So, let me tell you my secret before you pass out here on the chaise lounge. She spoke.

I tried to speak but found I really didn’t have the ability to anymore.  All I could do