Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

BDSM: My Wife's Submission EP9

My plan finally came together when I convinced Debbie to join my wife and I at our place for one of the weekends she was scheduled to come home for. I made sure to keep my tone light and jovial so that Tina wouldn't become suspicious of my motives. Once the ladies had arrived and dinner had been eaten, we settled down in the living room, opened several bottles of wine and began to catch each other on our respective days and lives. Since the girls knew practically everything about each other at this point, I spend much of the time talking about my life and work. I also ensured that I only had a few glasses of wine, while I kept their glasses overflowing with bubbly.

Soon the two of them were plastered drunk and were giggling at everything I said. It was at this point that I decided to put my plan into action.

As lightly and nonchalantly as I could I began, "So Debbie. Tina was telling me the other day that you read my stories. What did you think of them?"

"What? Oh, they were really good. I can't believe your imagination!" Debbie exclaimed.

"What parts of the stories did you like?" I asked, pretending indifferent curiosity.

"Mmm.... I guess the issues of control, and the stuff they were made to do. It was all so very surreal, yet sexy," she replied.

"Well, I'm really glad you enjoyed them." Again staying as light and indifferent as I could, I added "did Tina tell you that she also enjoyed those stories?" "Umm.... no I don't think so," was the slurred response.

"Oh she did. In fact she enjoyed them so much that she volunteered to become my slave," I said, watching Debbie's reaction closely as I dropped the bomb.

Her head snapped up from her wine glass upon hearing that. "She what?" she asked incredulously. I could see Tina turning a few shades of red as she listened to our conversation.

"She wanted to know what it felt like to be those women in the stories, so she agreed to give control to me in our sex lives. I believe she finds it very liberating, don't you slut?" I asked, turning my head slightly towards my wife. Clearing her throat loudly she quietly responded, "yes Sir."

pulling my leg, aren't you Carl?" Debbie asked between hiccups. Her half-full glass of wine temporarily forgotten as she

I ordered, "open your shirt

buttons on her blouse, and slowly pulled the material aside, exposing her bare breasts. Her nipples were hard as rocks and stuck out at least half an inch as if begging for

them for several seconds, disbelieving what she was seeing. "Tina told me that you were turned on by the content of

and things would unfold as I had hoped, or she would be disgusted by the thought and my weekend plans cut short. Several seconds of silence passed as Tina continued to hold her blouse open while

finally answered a much muted "yes", I could barely contain

hear that Debbie. What did you say?" I asked

I would," was

complete control to me? To do whatever I tell you to do, just like the women in those stories?" I asked, wanting to make sure the

for uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just

"Yes."

the consequences should

"Yes."

over

By now it was as if she was in a trance, answering yes to all of

Stand up

feet to stand before us. Tina was transfixed by the sight before her and was oblivious to the

and lifted it off over her head, dropping it to the