You're Mine Now

“You’re mine now. Do you understand? I own you, which means you’ll be a good boy and do as you’re told. Those are the rules if you want our marriage to be female led. Is that what you want?” she asks.

Your wife’s touch is tender and confident as she gently tilts your head back. She looks calm and in control as you meet her gaze.

“Yes, this is what I want,” you say.

She smiles and says, “Good. Stand up and remove your clothing.”

Your wife steps back, crosses her arms, and watches as you strip out of your work clothes. You neatly fold and place your shirt and pants on the bed before pulling down your underwear and taking off your socks. You stand there naked and exposed, your cock half hard with excitement.

“This is mine now,” she says, referring to your body. “You’re mine now and I will not tolerate any misbehavior. Do you understand? You’ll do as you’re told and there will be no arguments. If I want your opinion, I’ll ask for it.”

“Of course,” you say.

“Good. There’s something for you in the top drawer of the nightstand,” she says. “Put it on.”

You turn around, open the nightstand, and stare for a moment at the small steel chastity device resting in the drawer.

You pick up the pieces and turn to your wife. She says nothing, but the look on her face makes it clear that she expects you to do as you’re told. You wanted this, after all. You wanted a female led marriage. You wanted to surrender control.

You place the steel ring around your testicles and slide your cock into the cage. You slip the lock through the little hoop and you snap it shut.

“How does it feel?” she asks.

“It’s a little tight,” you say.

“Good,” your wife replies. “That’s how it should be. I want it to be a constant reminder of who owns you now.”

She steps closer and wraps her fingers around your locked cock.

“This is my property now,” she whispers. “I own your cock. I own your balls. I decide when you get hard. I decide when you cum.”

For the first time you feel the ache of your cock trying to get hard in chastity. It fills the tiny space it’s been locked into. Your flesh pokes out of the space between the bars.

Your wife releases your cock and steps back as she says, “If you fail to do as you’re told you will be punished,” she says. “You will be subjected to painful spankings and if that fails to correct your behavior I’ll upgrade to a caning or a whipping to make sure you understand your place.”

You nod.

“I know that you think you’re going to be well-behaved. You think you’re going to be a good submissive husband for me. You’re wrong, though. I know that’s what you intend, but you’re going to rebel at some point. It’s inevitable. You’ll want to reclaim control. That’s when you’ll be punished. That’s when you’ll feel the sting of my hand. That’s when you’ll suffer,” she says.

For the first time you feel a tinge of regret. Did you make a mistake asking for this?

“I’ll be taking a lover,” she says.

The alarm you feel is obvious in your voice as you ask, “What?”

“I’ll be taking a lover,” she repeats. “Denial is an important part of keeping you submissive, which means you won’t be able to use your cock very often and I’m not going to deny myself simply because you need to be submissive. I’m going to have the sex I crave. I’m going to get fucked as often as I desire it.”

“But I can fuck you,” you say.

“I know you can,” she replies. “But you can’t fuck me as often as I need to be fucked while remaining my good submissive husband. You can’t have your desires met at all times and be a good boy for me. That’s not how it works. Men like you only stay well-behaved if they’re denied what they crave. You crave my pussy, which is why you’re going to be denied the pleasure of fucking my pussy.”

“I don’t…I don’t want that,” you say.

Your wife steps forward and grabs your balls. She squeezes tight and pulls down on them, causing you to wince in pain.

“I own you now,” she says. “Don’t forget that. Did you think being in a female led marriage was going to be one big fantasy for you? Did you think it was going to be a nonstop masturbatory thrill ride? Did you think it was going to be all about your desires?”

You didn’t give it that much thought, but the honest answer is a lot closer to what she just described than what it seems your new reality is going to be.

“I’m the decision maker in this family now,” she says. “You’ll like some of my decisions and you’ll disagree with others. I don’t fucking care either way. I’m in charge now and I’ve decided that you’re going to spend most of your time in chastity and I’m going to take a lover because I want to get fucked whenever I feel like it. I’m going to take multiple lovers, in fact. I’m going to experience a wide range of men, all of whom will offer more than you ever have.”

A smile creeps across her face. She’s enjoying herself. She’s feeling the power of dominating you, of taking control. She likes it.

“Now, are you going to be good for me? Are you going to accept that I own you or am I going to have to give you your first punishment right now?” she asks.

“No,” you say softly, “I’ll be good.”

“Good boy,” she says.

Suddenly her lips are against yours and her tongue is in your mouth. Her hands move over your ass and up your back. You feel her wild desire. You feel her lust.

“Get on your knees and take my skirt off,” she says. “You’re going to make me cum.”

You drop to your knees and your wife spins around so you can reach up and unzip her skirt. You savor the view of her beautiful ass and admire her soft, smooth thighs as she turns around.

“Your mouth is going to become your primary sex organ,” she says. “Your cock won’t be seeing the light of day very often and it might be a long while before you fuck me again, so you’ll need to become an expert at eating my pussy. Do you think you can do that?”

“Yes,” you say.

“Good. Let’s get started, then.”

You pull down her panties and she steps closer. She pulls your head between her legs. You accept your new place in your marriage and go to work on her pussy.