My Husband, My Slave

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My Husband, My Slave

My Husband, My Slave.

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SYNOPSIS

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Sophie is a high powered executive who makes decisions that impact the lives of her staff and community every day. When her husband, John, has some problems she does what comes naturally, deciding what is best for both of them.

INTRODUCTION!!

I think it would be best if begin at the beginning-back before all this happened-with an introduction of who we are and why I'm telling this story.

I'm Sophie actually Sophia, but I've always thought that was much too formal and much too old fashioned. I was, after all, named for my matemal grandmother, I suspect because she was really loaded. She'd inherited millions from my grandfather who was invested heavily in real estate and railroads back when railroads were king. I'm now 34 years old, 5'9" tall, and weigh only two pounds more than when I graduated college-127 pounds. I'm tall and slender with shoulder length brown hair and hazel eyes, measuring 348, 25, 34, and I stay in good shape by either using our company gym or working out at home. I'm an extremely successful executive-a senior vice president-with an international corporation that specializes in developing commercial and industrial real estate even though don't need the money. I now own all my grandfather's investments-millions and millions in blue chip stocks and bonds.

I'm now thrilled to be very happily married to John Masters, 36, an even six feet, and 160 pounds although I wasn't always. John had created more problems with his Insane juvenile and utterly irresponsible behavior than I could count. He worked for one of our competitors as a mediocre account executive. John hated his job and his boss even more. Now that you have the background I can continue with my story of how I worked to turn my immature and sexually selfish husband into my excellent slave and loyal dedicated companion. It all began about a month after my thirtieth birthday.

Written By: Senorlongo