Her venomous wit had been one of the qualities that first drew him to her. He laughed even when he was the subject of her jibes. Hidden from his awareness was the arousal prompted by her caustic words.
That he bore her casual verbal cruelty without whining was one of the reasons she married him. Her self-image did not include cruelty. That people did not appreciate her jokes frequently surprised her.
On the surface, their marriage was conventional enough. Both oblivious to their subtle sadomasochistic bond.
What wife is not surprised when her husband asks her to ‘force’ him to wear a male chastity device? She thought he was joking then that he must be nuts. In the end, she decided that as long as his penis was available on demand he could do as he pleased with his penis. She became his keyholder.
The sight of his CB 6000 always prompted a nasty crack. She became more sarcastic than ever. Her cruel quips always made him even hornier than his inability to masturbate.
His wife became a tightfisted keyholder. He asked how he could earn more freedom. The answers were many: yard work, home repair, taking over some of the domestic chores.
How she loved bossing him around.
Incessant horniness began breaking down his inhibitions. Secretly he always wanted a woman to order him around like a servant. His mind teemed with Femdom fantasies.
He felt so desperate and desolate with need. Taking off his clothes, he took a belt from the closet. Dropping to his knees before his wife, he begged her to whip him with the belt.
There was a pause. Maybe he had gone too far this time. Then she grabbed the belt. Without skill but much passion, she began to beat him. Her sexual self-awareness had also been growing. Humiliating men had always been her pleasure. She just had not seen that clearly.
He would become his wife’s slave. In formal inequality, they would spend many happy years together.