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Chapter 336: Heroine’s Husband is Dominant
While Maris “getting ready”, Lucan completed his set up. He placed the crystal player on the coffee table, stacked a couple of pillows at the end of the daybed making a small nest, and set the backpack close to the table. He made sure the fire was well fed. He was still poking the embers when Maris came down the stairs. He stood and surveyed his wife. As he thought, the lingerie was perfect. He had selected a short white chemise, silky panties, and a shear robe and she was barefoot. “Yes, this was the affect I wanted. A sexy angel contrasting greatly with the erotic devil from yesterday,” Lucan said with much admiration in his voice.
He laid on the daybed and invited his wife to join him. They spooned together as they had done the previous day. Lucan started the video and they settled in to watch. The video was similar to the “Domination” one the previous day. It was targeted at women and discussed how to submit to their man, what rules to set, and that submission was not slavery or servitude.
The host and hostess were the same well-hung man and buxom blond and so was the format, about 20 minutes of instructions and 40 minutes of very explicit demonstrations. It was during the demonstrations that Maris’s hand slipped and touched Lucan’s leg.
“No touchy,” Lucan ordered as he placed her hand back on her hip. He then wrapped his arms around her and started to tickle her nipple through the silky material with his thumbs.
“That is very distracting,” Maris told him.
“Good, now shut up and watch the move, and keep your hands to yourself,” He replied.
They settled in to watch some more when Maris’s hand “slipped” again. This time Lucan had to take action. He paused the video, removed a rope from the backpack, and tied Maris’s hand together. “That should make my point,” he told her.
Again, they settled to watch the demonstrations. Towards the end of the video, Maris put her hands between her legs as if she was going to rub herself. “I thought you knew the rules. I guess not,” Lucan said in mock anger. He turned the video off and asked Maris to stand, then kneel beside the coffee table. He turned his wife and stretched her over the coffee table. He swatted her silky behind several time and was rewarded with a satisfying smack and a gasp from Maris.
“Ok, let’s go over this again. You are to do nothing unless you are told. No touching, no backtalk, no asking for anything. This is my day, I will do what I want, and you will do exactly as you are told. Do I make my self clear?” Lucan said in a commanding tone.
“Yes sir,” Maris replied meekly.
“Can I trust you enough to untie your hands?” he asked
“Yes sir,” Maris replied compliantly.
Lucan helped his wife sit back on the daybed, untied her hands, and gently rubbed her wrists. “I did not hurt you did I?” he asked.
“No at all,” was Maris’s reply.
“Well … OK, then …Time back in,” Lucan exclaimed enthusiastically. “I would like you to know any additional infractions will result in you being bound once again, along with other actions. Understand?” Lucan explained to Maris.
“Yes, sir,” she answered
“Now I would like you to stand in front of the fire and do a striptease for me,” Lucan instructed Maris.
“Without music?” she asked.
“Yes, without music,” He replied.
Maris had been a great dancer but she didn’t dance for a two years.
However, she managed a do dance as she striped. Lucan watch as she first removed the shear robe, slowly bending over so to taunt her husband with a peak down her chemise, then standing straight and untying the ribbons, letting the robe flutter to the ground.
Maris turned her back and sensuously looked over her shoulder as she lowered on strap, the repeated the motion on the other shoulder. She slowly let the silky material slips down her sumptuous, feline back only to stop just above her butt.
She did a little shake and a shimmy and the snowy material fell to the floor. Maris hooked her thumbs into the waistband of the slinky panties and slowly bent over, sliding the undies down her well toned and smooth legs until they too were on the floor and Lucan had a direct view of her firm round bottom.
“Please turn around so I can admire the entire package,” Lucan directed. “Very nice. Very nice. Excellent dance. Better than I could have imagined,” and Lucan rewarded his little stripper with passionate kisses, pinches of her nipples, and a finger tickling her clit. Maris tried to rub Lucan’s cock but received a small slap on the wrist. After a few minutes of her gasps and moans he picked up the shear robe, instructed her to put it back on and sit on the daybed. He checked on the fire then sat in a rocking chair opposite his wife.
“I want to discuss yesterday, especially that corset. You were a different person. You seemed more confident and that made you that much more desirable. What went through your mind, how did you feel? Moreover, remember, this is for posterity, so… be honest. How do you feel?” Lucan asked.
Lucan listened to his wife explain that she was very hesitant and worried that he would not like being dominated. But, when she saw herself in the mirror, a new woman emerged. As she continued to talk he just looked at his wife’s body through that shear robe. “Damn she was beautiful. I am one damn lucky guy,” Lucan thought to himself. She came out of her comfort-zone for me, did all that yesterday for me. Damn I am married to the most wonderful and beautiful women. That makes her that much more desirable. Lucan truly feel that he was a most luckiest man.
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