He’s Not Just My Husband 30 May, 2018 | Tweet

My friends are always telling me how jealous of me they are. I live in a big, fabulous house with a pool and a garden, that I love to sunbath topless in. My husband is handsome, fit and makes a ridiculous amount of money that I spend carelessly. I going shopping almost every day. I eat at fancy restaurants any time I want and I drive around town in my expensive car, when I’m not out of town on vacation. And I never lift a finger to do housework or any work for that matter. All my friends want to know how they can get a husband who spoils them and waits on them hand and foot like mine. I tell them to just keep looking but that’s not the whole truth. If they want what I have, they need to get a slave.

My husband is my slave and I am his Mistress. I own him and he lives only to serve me. Nobody knows about our arrangement. When we go for walks around the neighborhood, the neighbors always smile and comment on what a nice couple we are. But what they don’t know is that we aren’t on a romantic stroll. I’m training him. I like to take him on longs walks after I’ve lubed him up and slid an extra large butt plug in his arse. Long walks help with the training. There are many ways I assert my dominance over him but I’m partial to bending him over and invading him with a long, thick strap on.

Inside the house, he’s always naked and collared because I like him like that. He spends his time catering to my every need whether that’s cooking for me, bathing me, painting my toes or sucking my beautiful pussy until I cum. I sleep alone, most nights, in my super king size bed with it’s 1,000 thread count sheets. He sleeps on the floor in a small closet unless he is summoned into my chamber, which I do occasionally when he’s been exceptionally good but not to often. I’m careful not to ruin him.

If I told my friends the truth, they wouldn’t understand. Most people can’t. They would probably think that the perfect marriage they think we have is all a lie. But that isn’t true. It is perfect. And I’m perfectly happy. If you asked my husband, and I allowed him to answer you, he’d tell you he was happy too. I give him purpose. I give him a reason to live and him making me happy brings him more joy and pleasure than anything else in this world. We are a perfect couple, just not the kind that they think.

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