How My Wife Became Julie's Slave

This is another sample from one of my books.  It is entitled "How My Wife Became Julie's Slave" and is available from the kindle store at Amazon.com.

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I could not believe what I saw.  My wife and Julie were indeed talking

but neither of them were wearing a stitch of clothing except for their

athletic shoes.  I stood there with my mouth hanging open and my wife

started laughing at me.  “If you are going to stand there gawking at us,

take off your clothes and join in the fun.”

I started backing out of the room but my wife stopped me.  “Oh no you

don’t.  Julie and I have been discussing your problem and she has a

great solution.  So get back in here and have a seat on the bench.”

“First of all, I don’t think I have a problem.” I stated.  “And second

of all it is none of Julies’ business.  Now I am going to go back

upstairs and I would suggest that you might want to put some clothes on

before you join me.”

“You walk up those stairs before we have talked this out and you will

have a big problem.” She said with menace in her voice.

I stopped in my tracks because I had never experienced Jill speaking to

me in that tone.  Even when we had arguments in the past, as all couples

do she had seldom raised her voice.  It was not just the octave of her

voice but the clear venom it spewed.  I really did not want to have this

out between us with our neighbor in the room but what choice did I have?

I stepped back into the room and turned my attention directly to Julie.

“I don’t know what kind of nonsense you have been filling my wife’s head

with but I would like you to leave my house.”

Julie made no move to follow my command.  She just looked over at Jill

for her take on the matter.

“This is my house too, Martin.  I invited Julie over here and she is

welcome to stay as long as she likes.  And as far as ideas, here is

one.  If you don’t sit down on that bench and remove your clothes the

only sex you will ever have again is jerking off unless you can find

some other woman or maybe a man to service you.  I have heard that men

who masturbate too much are really closet queers.”

I could not have been more shocked if she had slapped me across the

face.  I had never in my life had a homosexual thought and I figured

that Jill knew that.  But the way she threw it out to me told me that

somewhere deep down she believed what she said.

I went over and sat on the bench as she had directed but I made no move

to remove my clothing.  “Jill, I don’t know why you want me to disrobe,

but I am not comfortable taking my clothes off in front of an almost

stranger.”

“And I am not comfortable with a grown man that cannot keep his hands

off his dick.  We are going to put a stop to that right now or I am

going to find someone else to share my bed.”

While I sat there with my mouth hanging open, Jill crossed the room to

me and reached out and began unbuttoning my shirt.  I knew that I should

assert my dominance and stop her but for some reason I did not feel

strong enough to do so.  She pulled the shirt out of my pants and off my

arms.  Tossing it away she grabbed my belt and pulled it from the

buckle.  Soon my pants joined the shirt in the corner and all I was left

wearing was my shorts, socks and shoes.  She did not seem interested in

the latter two items but she quickly grabbed the waist band of my shorts

and jerked them down past my knees.  As they dropped to the floor she

stepped back and looked directly at my flaccid cock.

“You played with yourself today, didn’t you Martin?  In fact I can smell

it on you clear over here.  I am so disappointed that I could just throw

up my hands and give up.”  And a small tear ran down from the corner of

her right eye.

I felt about two inches high.  “Jill, look I told you how hard this is

for me.  I really would like to obey you in this one thing but I just do

not have the will power.”

“Then you need a semi-permanent solution.” Julie announced.  She reached

behind her and produced what looked like a series of hard plastic rings

that were joined together.  This had never been one of my fantasies but

I knew what it was.  I wanted to get up and flee the room before one of

these women managed to get that contraption onto my penis but the look

in Jill’s eyes told me that would be a mistake.

“Is this what you really want Jill?  You want to lock my cock up so that

I cannot have an orgasm?  Are you just as willing for me to get you a

chastity device and have you fitted?”

“I am not the one that has the problem of playing with myself.  And even

if I did, I can have all the orgasms I want and come back for more

almost immediately.  But look at you.  You are in a room naked with two

hot women and you can’t even get it up.  That is the worst kind of

insult knowing you would rather jerk off than have sex with me.”

“You know that is not true.  Just think back to what I did for you just

last night.  You said yourself that was the most amazing thing you had

experienced in years.”

“It was and if you weren’t so damned stubborn you could be licking my

asshole again tonight.”

I could not believe she said that in front of Julie.  But it did have

the desired effect and my cock began to rise to the occasion.

“Look Julie,” Jill started.  “He can get it to at least half staff.

Imagine how much harder it would be if he had not jacked off today.”

I threw up my hands in surrender.  “Ok let’s get this over with.  I know

that I am going to live to regret it but I am not going to fight with

you.  I will try it for a few days but I am not going to promise I am

going to keep wearing it.”