4 comments/ 42964 views/ 3 favorites A Rise to Dominance By: UnassumingNeighbor My wife and I live in a quiet little community. It is a new development, with similar housing options, perfectly manicured lawns, pools in each yard. Quiet and serene. We moved here three years ago after I was promoted to regional vice-president of the firm I work for. On a whim, we took a celebratory trip to Las Vegas, where I decided to enter a nightly Texas Hold-Em game at the resort we were staying at. I've been playing poker since I was in high school, but never more than your garden-variety nickle-and-dime games. However, this game became quite high-stakes, with multiple buy-ins allowed. I was in well over my head, but I kept getting the cards, and couldn't lose. Before our trip was over, I had turned a $5000 buy-in into $450,000. Over the course of the next year, I decided to enter some more tournaments, and pulled in close to $3-million by the end of the year. I still play, and I enter the World Series every year now, but I've not quite been able to match my success of the first year. The more I lost, the more agitated I became, and my frustration weighed heavy on Kelly and I. So much so, that I discovered Kelly had been sleeping with two of our neighbors while I was away at the tournaments. It burned me up inside, that I had driven her to that place where she sought the affections of other men. One night, I confronted her about her affairs, and told her I was going to leave. Kelly panicked, realizing that our pre-nup only entitled her to half of the money I made from my firm. She was going to receive nothing from my poker winnings, nor the profit I've made from the investment of those winnings. She soon realized that the lifestyle she was used to living would come to a crashing end if I left, and she begged me to forgive her and to stay. I struggled with that decision. I loved Kelly more than life itself, but knowing she had been with other men made me both angry yet almost impotent. I stood in the living room, staring at her, pondering what to do, what to say. Kelly's next move surprised me, as she fell to her knees at my feet, looked up at me, and with tear-filled eyes begged me not to leave, claiming that she would do anything I asked of her from that point forward. There was something inside of me, something deep in the recesses of my mind, that told me to test this. I don't know why, but I knew it was now or never. I looked at her, and as calmly as I could, I told her to give me a blowjob. Understand, that Kelly grew up in a very conservative home, and in the 5 years of dating and marriage, she had never once placed her lips near my cock. I expected her to argue, to tell me she wouldn't. But to my surprise, I watched as she unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my khakis, pulled down my zipper, and reached into my boxers to begin massaging my now hardening cock. Waiting only seconds, she pulled my cock from my boxers and wrapped her lips around it, sucking and licking as if she had been doing this her whole life. I knew this was something she must have picked up during her trysts with our neighbors, but I was too aroused to care at that point. Her tongue explored every inch of my shaft, every vein. I could feel the blood pulsating in my rock-hard cock as she gently fondled my balls. I knew I was going to explode soon. I tried to pull out, but she held me in place and sucked harder and harder until I exploded into her mouth with a loud groan. My whole body shuddered as I fucker her mouth for minutes, until she had sucked the last drop of cum from my cock. I stood there, my still stiff cock now hanging just inches from her mouth, drops of my cum lingering on her perfect lips, her blue eyes looking up at me, still pleading in silence for me to take her back. I decided to see how much more she was willing to do. In all of our time together, Kelly never masturbated in front of me, much for the same reason she wouldn't suck me off. I looked at her, and in a much more demanding voice, told her to stand up, strip and to masturbate until she came right here in the living room. I never thought she would - the curtains were wide open, it was early evening, some of our neighbors were out walking their dogs and would be able to see everything if they were to walk past. Kelly did hesitate a little, and I pulled up my pants, and told her to expect to hear from my lawyers. I then felt her hand on my shoulder, and I turned to see her motion towards the couch. I sat down, and watched as my beautiful wife slowly unbuttoned her blouse. With each button, my surprise and wonder grew. When the last button was undone, she pulled the blouse over her shoulders, and let it fall to the floor behind her, exposing her pink lace bra, which covered her perfectly round 32C breasts. She then moved her hands to her pants, unbuttoning them, and pulling the zipper down almost at the same time. She then slowly pulled the pants down over her hips and her ass, letting the pants fall to the floor. She stepped out of her sandals, and then out of the pants, and stood before me wearing only her pink lace bra and her pink satin panties. In all honesty, I would have let her stop there, but she reached behind her and unhooked her bra, and pulled it over her shoulders. She leaned forward so it would fall to the floor at her feet. While bent over, she slid her thumbs into the waistband of her panties, and pushed them down over her ass and down her legs. She then stood up, facing me - and the window - and let me take in the sight of her beautiful body, her perfect breasts, and her perfectly trimmed pussy. She slowly spread her legs, and reached down and slid a finger into her pussy, moaning softly as she did. I watched as she teasingly pushed her finger in and out of her pussy. Then a second finger went in, and her moaning got louder. I reached down and began to massage my cock as she slid a third finger in, moaning loudly as she did. Faster and faster her fingers pushed into her pussy, and her moans began to turn to screams. She continued to push her fingers in deeper and harder, moaning and screaming, until, with a loud wail, her body began to shudder and I could see the moisture begin to glisten on her hand and down her legs. Of course, my cock was no rock solid again, and I knew that if she was really going to do anything to keep me, there was one last 'forbidden fruit' I could use to test it. As she recovered from her orgasm, I told her, in a very demanding tone of voice, to turn come to the couch, turn around, and take my cock up her ass. Without hesitating now, she did exactly that, pushing her cum covered fingers into her as to lube up. She approached me, turned and straddled my cock, and then lowered herself down on me without flinching. I almost came on contact, but managed to hold off for a few minutes, letting her hump my cock in her ass. When I came, I exploded inside of her ass, expecting her to stop humping me. But she kept going until my cock was flaccid. When she finished, she turned around, and knelt again at my feet. She looked into my eyes and told me that in order to keep me from leaving her, she would continue to do anything and everything I asked of her. I looked deep into her eyes, and knew that she was being sincere. I had also awakened something within myself, something that I had only fantasized about. I had always wanted to be able to control Kelly, to tell her what to do and how to please me. But I had never acted on that impulse. But given the events of the last hour, I realized that my opportunity to bring my fantasy to life was at hand. So I really went out on a ledge, and told Kelly to go and fetch the dog collar and leash that we had kept after our lab Rex had died a few months earlier. Kelly got up, and left the room, returning a few minutes later with the collar and leash in hand. I told her to put it on, and to hand me the leash, which she did without hesitation. Knowing that I was entering a place that I had only dreamed about up until now, I sat back down on the couch. Kelly immediately got down on her hands and knees, and stayed at my feet. I knew then that I was going to have a lot of fun with Kelly, but I also knew that she had to be punished for the affairs, and that the men she had been sleeping with also had to be punished. I decided to sleep on it for the night, and allow myself to dream up an appropriate punishment. I rose, and left the room, pulling Kelly along on the leash behind me, leading her to our bedroom. Once there, I tied the leash to the leg of our footboard, and climbed into bed. Kelly tried to get into bed as well, but the shortened leash would not allow it. I looked at her and told her that pets do not sleep on the bed unless invited, and that tonight she would have to sleep on the floor. The look of shock on her face almost made me cave, but I remained as stoic as I could, and pointed down, indicating my decision had been made. I watched as her body and head disappeared beneath the mattress, listening to the pitiful whimpering. I was eating me up to do that, but I knew that I had to maintain my dominance and composure, or I would be tipping my hand to her. That night, I fell asleep, dreaming of what was to come... A Rise to Dominance Ch. 02 The next morning, I awoke, surprisingly refreshed, and ready to put into motion the plans that I had formulated in my dreams the night before. I got out of bed and quietly made my way around Kelly, still sound asleep on the floor, curled up like a kitten. I went directly to her closet, and put every piece of clothing into suitcases. Well, every piece except for a very skimpy white mesh mini-dress that she had bought in Vegas, and a pair of strappy white heels. I then took the suitcases out to the garage and loaded them in the trunk of my car. I returned to the bedroom to find Kelly still asleep. I nudged her a little, trying to get her to wake up, which she did after some harder nudges with my foot. "Well, good morning, my little pet." I said to her, rather condescendingly, I will admit. Wiping the sleep from her eyes, she looked at me and said "Good morning Scott." Moving more quickly than I thought I could, I reached down and grabbed her by the neck, and turned her face to mine. "I think, from now on, you should call me Sir or Master, my pet," I said sternly, my eyes gazing into hers, "Or do I call the lawyers?" Swallowing hard, she shook her head and softly said "No Master, please, no lawyers Sir." I patted her on the head, and lifted her from the floor. Releasing the leash from her collar, I instructed her to take a shower, but to leave the collar on. While she was in the shower, I began to write down a list of items we were going to need to continue with our new relationship. When I heard the water being turned off, I entered the bathroom, and removed her towel. She looked at me, confused and frustrated. Without saying a word, I hooked the leash on to the collar, and led her from the shower into our bedroom, and stood her directly in front of a window. She hesitated, but did not move once in place. "From now on, when you take a shower in the morning, you will air dry in front of this window." I told her. "When the sun is out, it should not take very long, but you will need to plan accordingly for the time." I take a seat on the bed and watch Kelly, smiling. I know our neighbors are probably out and about, taking walks, leaving for work, and if any of them were to look up, the would get quite a beautiful picture of my naked wife. I know Kelly is finding this rather embarrassing. I can see her cheeks redden as she stands in place. But I am impressed with her willingness to obey, and I find my love for her growing with every minute. I decide to turn my attention to my plan. I pull out a notebook and begin to jot down a shopping list that Kelly will be using later in the day. I let my imagination run wild, and before I know it, I have accumulated quite a list of kinky toys and other items. I begin to get hard just thinking about how I can use these items on Kelly, but my mind begins to wander to how they can be used to punish the ones she had cheated on me with as well. I'm brought out of my daydreaming by the sound of Kelly calling softly to me. "Master?" she says, ever so softly, yet quite seductively, "I feel I am dry now. May I return to the bathroom to finish getting ready?" I nod to her, and watch as she walks past me, her bare skin almost glowing in the sunlight that is filling our bedroom. As she passes the bed, I tell her to stop. She does, and turns to me. Suddenly, I am overcome with an unexpected sense of guilt for what I have forced her to do so far. "Kelly," I began, "I want to ask you something, and I want you to be perfectly honest with me." I can see she is somewhat uncertain where I am going with this, but I continue. "When I found out you cheated on me, I was devastated. But the truth of the matter is that I was angrier with myself, than I was with you, because I knew I had neglected you. Last night, and even this morning, I was acting out of that frustration, and fear, that you no longer love me. Tell me, Kelly, do you love me?" Kelly looked at me, strangely, and replied "Yes Master, I love you." "No, Kelly." I said, waving off her response, "No Master, no Sir, none of this bullshit. I want to know, do you love me? Just me?" I watched in surprise as Kelly kneels down in front of me, much like she did last night, as she responds "Scott, I love you more this morning than I have in years. I did not have the affairs because you neglected me. I had the affairs because I needed to feel something new. I have lived my life caged inside of this conservative shell, and you have never pushed me to break free of that." As she spoke, I could see the tears starting to well up in her eyes. "I needed to break free, but could never figure out a way to tell you that. I know I chose the wrong way, but last night, you showed me that you can be the man I need. I need to be pushed. I need to be stretched beyond my own imagination. There is so much of life I want to experience, and I need to be forced to do so." Her words penetrated me in a way I had never felt before. "Kelly," I asked, softly, "What are you saying?" She looked at me with those deep blue eyes, and without hesitation, spoke directly into my soul. "Scott, you are my husband, my love, and now my Master. I am your wife, and now your submissive, yours to use, to control and to command. I will obey, not out of duty, but out of love." I fell to my knees beside her, pulled her lips to mine, and kissed her with a passion I had never felt before. I laid her down on the floor, and instinctively, her legs parted. I pulled my boxers down to my knees, and pressed my throbbing cock into her wet, velvety pussy. I penetrated her slowly, lingering on ever second of my entry, wanting to feel every millimeter along the way. Slowly and methodically, I pushed deeper and deeper, until my shaft was fully enveloped by her warm pussy. I then began to fuck her rhythmically, maintaining the slow pace, wanted her to feel my full, thick cock. I kept up this slow pace for a few minutes, when Kelly leaned close to my ear and whispered seductively, "Fuck me, Master. Fuck your sex slave like the whore I am." Her words drove me over the top, and I began to thrust inside of her like a wild man, I gave no consideration to how she felt, or if she was enjoying it. I focused solely on my needs and my pleasure. I fucked her hard, like a jackhammer. I grabbed her breasts and kneaded them roughly as I pushed my self up, to drive deeper and deeper into her. Her screams of "Yes Master." continued to drive me, and I felt myself nearing my orgasm. "Beg for it, slut." I said. "Beg for your Master's nectar." Kelly screamed loudly "Master, blow your juice into my aching pussy now!" As she screamed, I came with a force I had never felt before, and I could feel in Kelly that she came at the same time. In all our time together, that had never happened before, and it was incredible. I collapsed on top of her, both of our hearts beating rapidly. We lay there, drenched in sweat and holding each other tightly for a few minutes, my cock still hard inside of her. I finally rolled off and onto the floor, lying next to her. She sat up, and calmly purred "Master, let me clean you up." To my surprise, she leaned down and began to suck my cock clean of her juices and mine. I caressed her hair as she licked my entire shaft and the tip of my cock clean. She also sucked on my balls and cleaned them as well. When she finished, I indicated that should could go and get cleaned up, but she shook her head no, and said "I've already had my shower today; I am not due for another one until this evening, Master." I smiled, almost laughing, and said "Very well, my little slut. I think we need to go shopping. You should go get dressed now."