My Husband, My Slave - S01 E20

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My Husband, My Slave - S01 E20

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"Is it? I wonder if you'd say that if you knew everything." She continued, telling John things about Sophie he never dreamed of, continuing until they heard the doorbell ring.

I was surprised that the clinic's door was locked when I returned, but thought that perhaps there was concern for John's safety and confidentiality. Nurse Anja came to the door after only a few minutes to admit me. I was surprised that her uniform was a bit askew, but assumed that she had rushed from some task at the doctor's bidding. Rushing to John's room, I was surprised at his greeting. He was somewhat reticent and withdrawn.

He seemed to open up a bit as we talked through the day. There was no TV in the room as Dr. Schissel had told me, "Your TV is terrible, but ours is even worse. Only the commercials have any value. John may read some of the books in our library if he wishes." I helped him into his robe and slippers then walked him slowly to the library. The collection was surprisingly up-to-date with contemporary novels by Clive Cussier and Lee Child among others. John selected two and we walked back to his room.

Nurse Anja met us halfway and asked if we would care for a drink. "Coke or Pepsi would be great," John replied. I declined as it was almost time for lunch. John had just removed his robe and lay back on the bed when Anja walked in with a large Styrofoam cup with a cover and straw. John smiled broadly, thanking the nurse repeatedly as he drank deeply. I assumed his thirst was a side effect of the morning's sedation.

Two schnitzel dinners were wheeled in to the room an hour later. John ate in bed, ate at a nearby table. The breaded pork cutlets were surprisingly tender and delicious. Even the mashed potatoes were tasty though not my favorite, by far. John apparently liked his meal. He finished everything on his tray.

The next four days followed in the same manner. Nurse Anja came every morning to masturbate and measure John's penis before he was taken by gurney to the OR for his treatment. I still couldn't look at the horrible needles that penetrated his cock, but fortunately John never seemed to feel a thing. After the procedure I would stay with John for about an hour before leaving so he could rest. Unbeknownst to me Nurse Anja visited John every day once I had gone.

John stayed at the clinic for three weeks in total with Nurse Anja masturbating and measuring every morning. A small amount of growth was noticed on day twelve with more every day afterward until John's cock measured seven inches soft and just less than eleven hard. Even better, the diameter increased from almost 1.7 Inches to more than 2.5. I was thrilled. Now I would be able to fuck John and John alone.

I had made the flight reservations and taken the limo to the clinic so we'd be at the airport two hours before our flight. I had just exited the vehicle when John walked out wearing a brown leather jacket and off-white turtleneck sweater I'd never seen before. Nurse Anja was with him, her huge breasts on full display in her skimpy uniform. I thought there was no reason for that until I spoke to John. "Hurry, John we need to get to the airport."

"I have bad news for you, Sophie, I'm not going with you. I learned a lot here at the clinic-that, contrary to your opinion, my original cock was somewhat longer and thicker than average. I also learned that you hid more than fifty million dollars from me.

"I've had a better offer from Nurse Anja. Did I ever tell you how much I love big tits? Did I ever tell you that yours weren't big enough so I'd want to fuck someone else with bigger ones? Of course not-I respected you for what you are while you belittled and humiliated me by fucking a bunch of strangers and making me clean them and suck their semen from your cunt.

"I'm staying here to be Anja's partner. I won't be naked around her apartment unless she's naked, too. I won't have to crawl or accept a whipping at her whim and I won't have to drink her piss or wear a chastity cage. All she wants is to fuck me every day. Imagine that -someone actually finds me extremely desirable and she found me just as desirable when my cock was in your words'-tiny.

"Good bye, Sophie-you'll hear from my lawyer soon. Dr. Schissel was most accommodating in permitting me to telephone him from her office and allowing him to fax documents to me here at the clinic. I've signed them and they've been sent by overnight post back to New York. I look forward to the settlement. In the interim I have a job here at the clinic where I'll work closely with Anja every day. She plans to fuck me every day at lunch and again after work as soon as we arrive at her apartment. I've been sleeping there with her every night for the past week. The apartment has a lovely view of the lake." John pushed me into the limo and closed the door. Anja said a few words to the driver and we sped away.

I was destroyed-humiliated by the scene at the clinic. I understood for the first time how John must have felt kneeling and watching me fuck those other men. Surprisingly, I didn't blame him at all. I knew that I'd tricked him into slavery, chastity, and cuckolding-preying on and, obviously, destroying his love for me. I cried all the way to the airport and on most of the flight, too as I returned to my lonely house-my husband, my slave gone forever. What a fool I'd been.

I was no better on Monday when I returned to work. My eyes were puffy and red and my makeup could do nothing to hide my hours of crying. I said nothing to my staff. What could say-my husband got tired of drinking my piss or he hated cleaning my lovers' semen from my cunt? worked much longer hours than usual. I had no reason to go home where I was even lonelier than I was at work. I couldn't eat or sleep. I lost weight and suffered diarrhea from my lack of a regular diet. My work suffered and came close to being fired several times.

I had told John that I'd be happy doing everything alone. What a colossal mistake! hated housework and now I did have to do it all. I hired services for the house and lawn. Mostly missed John terribly. What wouldn't do to have him back for only a second. I cried horribly every time I even thought about him. Our pictures throughout the house were even worse..

I was home for less than a week when was served with the divorce papers. I cried all night, so badly that I couldn't go to work the following day. The papers lay on my desk. I just couldn't sign them. I hated myself after reading the many allegations against me. I'd been a horrible person. No wonder John hated me.

I began to see John in every man on the street. Twice was sure I had seen him, but after running almost a full block could see it wasn't. That just made me cry even harder. I'd never been lower. I was a wreck without John, sitting home alone on Saturday moming a month after John had left me. I hadn't had an orgasm since taking John to Switzerland. Once had thought there was nothing more important than my cunt and the pleasure it could give me. Now I would gladly cut it from my body if only John would come back. The longer I sat there the more I thought about taking my life. Then the doorbell rang.

I let it go. Who would call on a loser like me? Whoever it was, the person was persistent. The doorbell rang and rang. Finally, rose- still in a total funk, my eyes still bloodshot from all my tears-just so the person would go away. I opened the door and..."JOHN!" I broke down as I rushed into his arms, hugging him for all I was worth. My body was shaking violently as stood in the doorway holding him. I couldn't believe he was actually here. "Is it...really you, John?"

"Yes, it is me, Sophie. Why don't we go in? We need to talk." Still holding tightly onto John, I felt myself lifted from the floor and carried bodily to the living room. John placed me on the couch and sat next to me. "How has the last month been, Sophie? Have you missed me?"

"Oh God, John-i thought I'd never see you again. I've been such a fool. Can you ever forgive me?"

"That depends on what happens in the next five minutes. First, let me tell you about Nurse Anja. She came to see me every day when you left, both in the morning and in the evening, too. She made a lot of comments about how she wouldn't make me drink her urine or how she wouldn't whip me if I was hers. At first thought she was interested in me and wanted me as her slave then she told me that she and Dr. Schissel felt that you didn't appreciate me as I was so you tried to make me into something that wasn't. They came up with this scheme to teach you a lesson and, more importantly, they taught me how to be a man again although the divorce papers are real and I will make use of them if necessary.

"Now, Sophie will come back to you, but there are some conditions."

"Anything, John...please." I begged.

"First, will no longer be your slave-no urine drinking, no whipping, no nakedness at home, no crawling-none of the other bullshit either and absolutely no cuckolding."

"I agree. Oh, John-I can't believe you're actually here. I've been sick without you."

"I expect to get my car back and money to spend and we'll get a cleaning service. I promise that I'll never go to the strip club again."

"I said 'anything' and I meant it. I already hired people to do the house and yard."

"Good, then there's only one thing left." I looked into John's eyes with hope as he picked me up from the couch and carried me into the bedroom. "We will make love every single day except when your doctor says we can't because it might hurt the baby. We're going to have a family, at last." broke down, crying from the joy I

felt as John tore the clothes from my body, threw me on the bed

and fucked me all morning, afternoon, and night. We stopped only when we were too tired to continue then John insisted on cleaning my cunt and abdomen. I insisted on doing his, loving having his organ in my mouth and throat. He also punished me first for withholding information about my inheritance and later for making him endure the penis enlargement treatment. He bent me over his knee and spanked me both times, but kissed each of my red cheeks once he was done. Then, on Sunday, we did it all over again, fucking until we could barely stand. It was the best, most orgasmic experience of my life even though John's cock had shrunk almost all the way back to its original size.

John told me it began to shrink only a few days after left and was down to its current size a week later. It was now only one-half inch longer and a quarter inch wider, but I didn't care. It was attached to John, the man I knew I loved more than anyone or anything. He was still conditioned to cum only after receiving pain and he had refused to allow me anywhere near his nipples until mid-afternoon Sunday when we were both starving. I led John back to bed once we'd eaten and we fucked for another six hours straight until we both came again. He insisted on cleaning my cunt, but I demanded equal rights-cleaning his cock and abdomen until it was spotless.

We slept then, waking only when hunger roused us from bed around noon Monday. I'd completely forgotten about work and, for the first time in my life, I didn't care. Nothing mattered to me except John. I had him back now and I was never letting him go- NEVER! I told you at the beginning of this story that was now very happily married to him. I truly was and I'd work my ass off every day for the rest of my life to keep it that way to keep my husband, my love.

To Be Continued.....