Emma and Alan arrived home from their visit to Mistress Jezebel.

As the car pulled into the drive, Alan started to look around nervously. He tried to see if any of the neighbours were looking their way. He did not want anyone to see him with the collar on his neck.

He waited until Emma had exited the car before quickly locking it and rushing to the front door. He hastily unlocked the house door and went inside.

Emma had stood and watched all this with a smile on her face.

‘Letting the neighbours see him is going to be the least of his troubles,’ she thought mischievously.

Once they were both inside, Alan rushed to the refrigerator and grabbed a beer.

Before he could open the bottle, he heard, “STOP,” shouted loudly.

He turned to see Emma staring at him, with the most angry look on her face.

“But I need this,” he said.

“No, you want it,” said Emma, “you do not need it.”

She walked over to him, took the bottle from his hand and put it back inside the fridge.

“I will decide if and when you have a drink. And by God, you will undoubtably have earned it.”

“You can start,” Emma said, “by making me a cup of coffee, and bringing it into the lounge for me. Then I will tell you the new ground rules we are going to live by.”

“Oh, by the way,” she said with a cheeky grin, “I will also allow you a cup of coffee.”

When they were both seated comfortably in the lounge, Emma looked over at Alan and smiled.

“So,” she said, “how was your afternoon? Be honest with me now!”

Alan leaned back into the chair and rubbed his eyes.

“At first mildly erotic, she is a very exotic and beautiful woman,” he began. “Then it became uncomfortable. The nipple clamps hurt, but when you two went down on each other, wow, it was so intense. Then, when my cock got hard, those fucking spikes dug in real bad. I have never had pain like that, ever!”

“Tell me, Emma asked, “was sex with her worth the pain? In fact, I want to hear exactly what it was like to fuck her.”

“What!” shrieked Alan. “Do you want me to actually give you a full description of the event?”

“Yes!” she said with a smile. “If it turns me on enough, I might even play with my pussy. Don’t forget I have it on video, that you have promised to obey me faithfully from now on.”

Alan began to tell his wife how his indiscretion had happened.

“It was the final day of the conference, and things were winding down. There was a party so everyone could relax and enjoy themselves after two full and busy days.

“We would all be leaving in the morning, so it was our final night in the hotel.

“I was standing at the bar, chatting to a couple of guys from another of our branches, when she came and joined us.

“She was from one of our branches a long way away from our head office. Her name, she told us, was Kerry.

“The other two guys told us they wanted to pack, as they had an early start next morning. They finished their drinks and left.

“I asked Kerry if she would like another drink. She asked for a gin and tonic, and I had another vodka with ice.

“She was about mid-20s, I would guess, no wedding or engagement ring, dressed smartly but with a hint of provocation. Her breasts were noticeable but not huge. Kerry had a pretty face and decent figure. She was no glamour model, but very attractive.

“After two more rounds of drinks, we both were quite tipsy. In fact, I think we were actually drunk.”

“Then she suggested another drink in her room.

“As soon as the door to her room closed, she started to kiss me. I was shocked but have to admit I started to get turned on. When she unbuttoned her blouse and took it off, she had this very sexy black lace bra on. Before I knew it, she had removed the bra in one swift movement.

“All the time we were kissing, so when she pulled my shirt off I knew what she wanted. I pulled her skirt down, then took off my trousers. Our underwear very soon followed until we were both naked. I kissed her breasts and nipples until she dragged me over to the bed, and, grabbing hold of my hair, guided my face into her pussy. I let my tongue lick her pussy lips, which were already oozing love juice. As I stated to suck her lips and clit, she shuddered and came all over my face.

“Kerry then rolled me onto my back, and took me completely into her mouth, every inch of me. My God, that woman had a mouth on her!

“She must have sensed I was about to cum, because she got up and straddled me, taking every inch of me inside her.”

Alan looked over at Emma to see she was rubbing her pussy inside her panties, that we’re getting very wet. She was obviously turned on hearing about him with another woman.

Alan continued. “Kerry took her time in cumming. She varied her speed and movements so as to make it last longer. Eventually she did cum, but continued to ride me. When I finally came, her juices and my sperm came out of her and spread all over me.

“After we had both cleaned ourselves in the bathroom, Kerry just turned to me and said, ‘I think you had better get dressed and go. I have an early start in the morning.’ I felt so used I just left and went back to my room.”

“So, not great sex,” Emma said between gasps as her climax neared.

Emma eventually had an orgasm and looked over at Alan, who was engrossed with the view of her fingers in her pussy.

Normally by now there would have been a tent in his pants, but because of the chastity cage there was no sign of one.

Emma really liked the feeling of being totally in control, and this was only the start. Just to make matters worse for him, she put the wet fingers into her mouth and sucked the juice from them. Something Alan always did. She would have loved to see his poor cock straining inside the cage.

“One thing puzzles me,” she said. “We are trying for a baby, so what the fuck were you doing with condoms?”

“When Kerry suggested going to her room for a drink,” he explained, “I thought I knew what she had in mind. So I went to the gents' toilet and bought some condoms from the machine in there. But when I put one on, she saw it and said, ‘I’m on the pill, so you won’t need that,’ and pulled it off. If only I had left the packet in her room, this would not be happening.”

Emma shot up from her chair, rushed over and gave Alan an almighty slap across his face.

“So that would have been alright, would it?” She screamed at him. “Your dirty little episode going unpunished. Is that what you really think? OH, you have just upped your punishment regime, far more than I was planning, you pathetic little worm.”

Emma went to the bathroom to clean herself and to calm her nerves. She was so angry with her errant husband.

When she came back, she sat down opposite Alan and looked him eye to eye.

“Now we need to establish some ground rules,” she told him.

“From this moment on you will obey me without question. Is that understood?”

“Of course, I promised, didn’t I?” he said.

“Yes, you did. So listen carefully to me. We are going to have two lives. In one of them, we will act as we did before your stupid, selfish action. You will do what you have always done when it’s a workday. Dress the same as before, have breakfast as before and return home as before. This will be called; normal time. At all other times when you have to obey me, this will be called; submitting time. As there is no work today, we may as well start with a sub time, as I will call them.”

Emma sent Alan upstairs to prepare the spare room for himself. He was ordered to move all his clothes and possessions out of the main bedroom. Then he was to make up the bed, as he was no longer going to share the bed with Emma.

She then told him to wait in the room until she came in to see him.

He called when he had finished, and she went to the spare room.

“Good,” she said after inspecting his work.

“Now undress until you are completely naked. Except for the collar and cage.”

She watched him hesitantly obey her. When he had taken off all his clothes, she told him to go back downstairs.

In the lounge, Alan was made to stand in the centre of the room, with his arms by his sides.

“Good,” Emma said, as she inspected his body.

She would have loved to take the cage off his cock, and let him fuck her right here on the floor. But knew she needed to keep the pressure on him.

“When you arrive home from work, you will strip naked, put on your collar and come stand in front of me with your arms by your side, is that clear?”

“Yes, Mistress,” he replied.

“On Saturday and Sunday there is no work. So you will be naked all day, except for your collar and cage. As of today, no more football matches, poker nights or visits to the pub with your mates,” she said.

Alan started to complain, but a swift kick from Emma on his cage, brought a yelp from him instead.

“There will be NO negotiation,” she said forcefully. “You WILL obey without question.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Alan said, wanting to avoid another painful attack on his caged cock.

“Now go to bed, because you have a big day coming tomorrow. As it is Sunday, there is no work, so you can start getting used to your new regime.”

As instructed by Emma as they went to bed last night, Alan was now on the stroke of 8am, standing naked with his collar in place and cage still attached.

Emma came into the room and was pleased to see him exactly as requested. She was wearing a very sexy babydoll nightie, which she knew really turned Alan on. She looked down to see his cock was already straining against the cage.

“Oh, you must really be getting tight in that cage,” she said as her finger ran over his cock through the bars.

His face told her exactly how he was feeling. He really, really wanted to fuck her.

Normally on a Sunday morning, they would stay in bed longer, and fuck until Alan’s cock was milked dry. Trying for a baby meant plenty of sex for Alan, but sometimes he was sore afterwards, from all the attention his dick was getting from Emma.

How he wished this was just like one of those Sunday mornings.

Emma stood and faced Alan, saying, “This is your lucky day, at least for a short time. At the moment my body clock is good, for the chance of me getting pregnant. So this morning, you will fuck me until I have all your cum in my vagina.”

She slowly took off the baby doll nightie. As she stood there completely naked in front of Alan, he could not take his eyes off her. She was stunning. From her long down to the shoulders, perfectly styled auburn hair, square shoulders without any sign of a stoop. Her firm breasts, bigger than a handful but not huge, erect hard nipples protruding from rose pink circles. Over her flat stomach, down to the smooth, hairless slit at the top of her oh so sweet pussy. Thighs and legs, that could grace any advertisement for lady’s stockings.

He punished himself, thinking why was he so stupid as to risk losing such a gorgeous goddess.

Emma, now naked and horny as hell, looked at her naked husband. He was tall, muscular from their regular trips to the gym. A full head of jet black hair, a flat toned stomach, thighs and legs perfectly shaped from playing sports. He was smooth and hairless around his genitals. She had insisted on this: ‘nothing worse than hairs in your mouth while giving oral,’ she once said.

His cock now encased in a cage, eight inches long, thick as a baby’s wrist and rock hard when aroused. How that gorgeous manhood filled her up until it forced the most intense orgasm from her body.

She was truly happy this was Alan’s chosen alternative. Could she have really gone to see a divorce lawyer, and lost this handsome man?

Emma went and got the cage key from her purse, she unlocked the chastity cage, and let his cock out. Took him into the bathroom and stood him over the sink. She washed his cock and as she did, could feel him starting to grow in her hand.

“Not so fast, big boy,” she said. “You have work to do before this gets anywhere near my pussy.”

She led him back into the bedroom, then lay on the bed with her feet on the floor. She opened her legs and told Alan to kneel between them.

“Put your hands behind your back and keep them there,” she said. “You are not to touch me, do you understand?”

“Yes, Mistress.” He replied.

“You know what to do, so begin.”

After many years of giving Emma oral, he knew what she liked, and would ensure she was completely satisfied. He started with gentle licking over her labia, ensuring his tongue moved up and down, side to side and in circular motions.

As she got wetter, he started to suck her lips into his mouth, while his tongue flipped her now erect clit nub. Emma was now writhing on the bed as her orgasm neared. She pushed his head away as she crawled further back onto the bed. As Alan followed her she grabbed his now huge throbbing cock. Emma guided him into her entrance, and he pushed all of it inside her.

“Fuck me deep and hard,” she said into his ear.

Alan was only too pleased to obey his Mistress.

This was his first fuck since that disastrous night with Kerry.

It was amazing, and he knew he had made the right decision to stay with Emma.

He couldn’t last much longer, and felt his cum building up.

Emma felt it and said, “Let it all go inside me. Don’t stop until I tell you.”

Alan came with an almighty shudder, but he was still hard, so kept on pumping into her.

Eventually he felt his erection subside, and was about to pull out, when Emma said, “No, stay inside. I don’t want to lose any cum just yet. Give the sperm time to find my eggs.”

So they both lay like that for a few more minutes. When Emma felt the cum leaking out, she told Alan to go into the bathroom and shower, then wait for her in his room.

Emma waited on the bed a little longer, so as much sperm as possible could stay in her. She then stood up and went into the ensuite, which was now HER bathroom, and showered.

After her shower, Emma went to the wardrobe and looked at her clothes hanging there. “What to wear?” She said to herself.

Because Alan had been allowed some sex this morning, she decided a little teasing was in order. She chose a tight, white, semi-see-through blouse, which she would wear without a bra. This would let her nipples show very prominently. A simple short black skirt ended just a little above her knee. No stockings and definitely no knickers.

She picked up the chastity cage and went into Alan’s bedroom to find him standing naked, with his hands at is sides. After carefully attaching the cage to his cock and balls, Emma locked it with the little padlock.

“Now,” she said, “I would like poached eggs on toast for my breakfast. Would you like the same?”

“Yes, please, Mistress,” he replied.

“Good,” she said, “because you are going to cook it!”

When breakfast had been eaten, the dishes washed and put away, Alan came into the lounge where Emma was sitting reading a report from her work.

She worked from home, doing almost all of it online, so leaving the house was rare, usually only for very special meetings.

As he stood before her, Alan could not take his eyes off the front of her blouse, at her nipples showing through the material. Emma smiled to herself and hitched up her skirt so he could see a little of her pussy. It was obvious he was getting excited, as she could see his cock pressing tightly against the bars of the cage.

“I think,” she said. “The garage is filthy and needs to be made tidy, and it could also do with a good clean. So off you go now and do it.”

Alan was about to speak, but Emma held up her hand.

“Don’t forget the rule: you do not speak until requested to, and you only answer yes or no if appropriate.”

“Yes Mistress.” With that, he went to the garage wearing only a collar and chastity cage.

Before he got there, Emma gave him a pair of slippers. “You can wear these,” she said. “I don’t want your filthy feet all over my nice clean carpets when you return.”

That evening, Alan also cooked dinner, while Emma watched one of her favourite movies.

When the dinner dishes were cleared away, and the movie had ended, Emma told Alan to come into the lounge and sit in a chair facing her.

“Tomorrow,” she said, “before you leave for work, I will set our phones so I can track you at all times. So I will know if you are not where you should be. You can remove the collar, but the cage stays on. If you are uncomfortable wearing it, that is your hard luck.

“While you are in the office, I will be online choosing equipment that I will require to keep you in check. Just to add irony to your situation, I will be using the money we are saving from you no longer having the pleasure of going out.

“Now off to bed, and when you get up, it will be normal time until you return from your work. Then it will be sub time again.”

In the next story, Emma orders her new equipment and has a dilemma.