With my Dominant Wife: A Story of Betrayal and Desire (5)

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With my Dominant Wife: A Story of Betrayal and Desire (4)

Yesterday, I was still a normal man, with a job, a few friends, and a wife I thought was faithful. In one night, my entire universe changed. I wake up at the foot of the marital bed, naked, with terrible breath. I slowly piece together the memories of the previous evening. Goddess Jessica, my dominant wife, has already left, so I take the opportunity to slip into the shower and brush my teeth. I quickly get dressed to head to work, and once ready, I send a message to my wife.
  • Good morning, my darling, what a night! I hope you slept well! I’m heading to work, I love you.
Satisfied, I’m about to leave our apartment when I receive a sharp reply from my dominant wife.
  • I believe I was clear last night. It’s GODDESS JESSICA. You no longer deserve to address me informally. And I don’t care about your schedule.
  • Sorry, Goddess Jessica.
  • We’ll discuss this tonight. Don’t forget to do your shopping.
  • Of course, Goddess Jessica.
  • You’ll send me photos for my approval.
  • Yes, Goddess Jessica.

Leashed Desires: A Tale of Submission in the Pet Store

A few hours later, I take advantage of my lunch break to visit a pet store. Embarrassed, I sneak through the aisles when a beautiful saleswoman in her thirties, perched on her Converse sneakers and dressed in a leather miniskirt, approaches me.
  • Hello, sir, can I help you?
  • I’m looking… it’s for our dog. We’d like to buy a leash and a bowl.
  • I see. What breed is the dog?
  • Uh… a decent-sized dog.
  • You don’t know the breed?
  • A golden, it’s a golden.
I couldn’t help but blush, and the saleswoman gave me a sideways glance, as if she already understood everything. But maybe I’m just imagining things!
  • Follow me, I’ll take you to the right aisle.
I follow the saleswoman, whose stunning backside I can admire from behind. Just my luck to encounter such a beautiful woman today. I would’ve preferred an unfriendly old salesman who’d rush through the sale. We finally reach the leash section.
  • Here are all our models, sir. Is there one you particularly like? Or perhaps you’d like to ask your wife for advice?
  • Sorry?
  • You seemed to have forgotten your dog’s breed… I assumed it was your wife’s dog…
  • I… yes, I need to call her anyway…
  • It’s a female dog, right?

Goddess Jessica’s Game: A Pet Store Power Play

This time, I’m completely red.
  • I… yes, it’s a female dog.
  • I’m just too good! Well, go ahead and call her!
  • Yes… yes, of course.
I take out my phone. The saleswoman seems to be thoroughly enjoying the situation. I take a few steps to move away, but she follows me. I can tell she wants to hear everything I say.
  • Yes, darling, I… (…) Darling, it’s just that I’m in a store and… (…) Yes, yes, of course. Of course, Goddess Jessica. (…) Yes, it’s a saleswoman. (…) I’ll pass her to you.
The saleswoman is laughing hysterically. She looks at me, repeating “Goddess Jessica!” as I hand her the phone.
  • Hello, ma’am! (…) I see, I see.
While she talks to Goddess Jessica, the saleswoman gives me more and more smiles. I don’t know where to hide and wonder if I should just run away. But Goddess Jessica would never forgive me. Suddenly, the saleswoman bursts out laughing.
  • Perfect, I’ll send you the photos then! (…) Very well, thank you.
The saleswoman hangs up and comes back to me, all smiles.
  • Your wife authorized me to choose the model that seems most suitable.
  • Oh, that’s probably for the best.

Under the Command of his Dominant Wife: A Pet Store Submission

She approaches the shelves and grabs three leash models, two metal and one leather, and some appropriately sized collars.
  • Follow me…
  • What do you mean?
  • Well, we need to try them on, don’t you think?
  • I…
  • Would you prefer I call her back so she can tell you herself?
  • No, no, absolutely not!
  • Then follow me.
What should I do? Where am I? What’s happening to me? What does she want from me? We cross the store, and she grabs two appropriately sized bowls along the way, until we reach a small storage room, which she locks behind us. Equipment is piled up everywhere. She turns on the lights.
  • Strip!
  • Sorry?
  • You’re not going to play dumb all day… strip! Now! NAKED!

Mistress Lucie’s Control: A Naked Submission in the Pet Store

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She raised her voice. I looked at her for a moment, terrified, before complying. So, there I am, naked in front of her. She gives me a look full of amusement and desire.
  • Well, you’re hard? Is it me who’s getting you in this state?
  • I… no, I’m sorry, miss, but…
  • That’s interesting. Get on your knees.
  • Yes.
  • Call me Mistress Lucie!
  • Yes, Mistress Lucie.
  • There you go, on your knees, bitch!
I get on my knees in front of her. She approaches and gives me a few slaps on the buttocks.
  • Your dominant wife is very lucky to have a bitch like you. Well-maintained, muscular, and here… mmm, that looks virgin, doesn’t it? she says, running a finger over my anus.
  • Yes, Mistress Lucie.
  • It probably won’t stay that way for long. Alright, don’t move.
She makes me try on the different collars, taking a photo of each try with my phone and punctuating her actions with comments.
  • Mmm, this one’s not bad. Lift your head? Not bad… Move your head! There, left, right now… Not bad. Stick out your tongue! Hands up! There, perfect.

The Verdict of his Dominant Wife: A Humiliating Pet Store Display

Once the fittings are done, she sends all the photos to Goddess Jessica.
  • We’ll wait for her verdict; I can’t decide for her!
  • Very well, Mistress Lucie.
I remain naked, on my knees, with a collar around my neck. And a raging erection. While waiting for the response, Mistress Lucie looks at me, then comes to stand right against me.
  • You’re a pretty bitch like this. Rub yourself a little against your Mistress.
She grabs me by the hair and makes me rub my face against her miniskirt. This, of course, intensifies my erection. My cock slides along her legs, she traps it between her calves, and caresses my balls with her Converse. At that moment, my phone rings. It’s a FaceTime call from Goddess Jessica. Mistress Lucie answers, and I see my Goddess, more beautiful than ever, in her office.
  • Hello, I’m calling about the test; it’ll be easier… can you walk him so I can see how it looks?
  • Of course, ma’am, replies Mistress Lucie in a cheerful voice.
  • I see this bitch is hard?
  • Yes, he’s been hard since he walked in here…
  • That won’t do at all…
  • Goddess, can I…
  • SHUT UP, you! Nobody gave you permission to speak, let alone to get hard! On all fours now, your whore ass nice and raised, and walk!

Crawling for Approval: A Degrading Pet Store Parade

The authority she displayed made me tremble. I get on all fours, raising my buttocks as high as possible, and arching my back.
  • Walk him with the large leather collar and the gold leash.
  • Yes, ma’am!
Mistress Lucie starts making me circle the storage room while I hear the humiliating comments they exchange.
  • I don’t know, I think the gold is a bit too much, no?
  • Would you prefer I try the leather?
  • No, I think I prefer the silver metal leash. The collar is great, though… we’ll have it engraved.
Mistress Lucie makes the switch. My dominant wife approves.
  • Perfect! He looks very much like a whore like that, don’t you think?
  • Yes, quite a whore indeed…
  • What’s the state of his cock?
Mistress Lucie leans down to inspect me.
  • Still hard, ma’am.
  • We’ll fix that. Can I see the bowls?
  • Here they are.
  • The blue and white one is very pretty; we’ll be able to test it. Do you have something for him to drink?
  • Unfortunately, there’s no tap in this storage room…
  • That’s inconvenient… I have an idea, but…
  • …I understand your idea, and I think it’s excellent! However, if you don’t mind, I’m a bit shy, so I’d prefer not to do it in front of you.
  • Of course, my assistant is about to join me anyway. Call me back when you’re both ready so I can make my final choice.
  • Perfect, ma’am!
Mistress Lucie hangs up. She’s still holding me by the leash, but it’s as if I’m no longer human in her eyes.
To be continued.
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