Chapter 2: Set Up
Brenda sat nervously on the edge of their ivory leather couch, her heart pounding in her chest as she awaited Gene's response. She watched as he slowly crossed the room to join her, his brow furrowed with confusion.
"Sure, what's up?" he asked cautiously, taking a seat beside her.
Brenda took a deep breath, steeling herself for his reaction. "I found something today that I need to talk to you about," she began, her voice trembling slightly.
"I was in your office and saw a book. Inside I found usernames and passwords for different adult websites."
Brenda took a deep breath, gathering all her courage to talk about this delicate subject. "I found your literotica and Imagefap accounts," she said quietly.
Gene's face turned bright red, and he looked away. "Oh," he muttered.
Brenda continued, "I read some of your stories and saw your captions. I never knew you had these kinds of fantasies."
Gene's face dropped and his eyes wide with shocked realization. "Brenda, I'm so sorry. I never meant for this to happen. I thought I could keep it hidden, but apparently I was wrong."
"I understand," Brenda said solemnly, her voice reassuring. "I had been feeling, well... neglected lately. I wanted to understand why and this felt like the only way. I am not sure how I feel about it, but I wanted to talk to you about it instead of pretending like nothing has happened."
Gene took a deep breath and let out a long sigh. "I know," he said quietly. "I am not proud of it. It started a while ago. I don't know why I find it so arousing, but the idea of another man finding you attractive and taking you while I watched just drives me wild.
I know it's not right, but I can't help the way I feel. I started writing down my fantasies and found myself masturbating more and more often, until it began to interfere with our sex life."
Brenda sat quietly for a moment, contemplating what Gene had just told her. She felt a mix of emotions: hurt, anger, but also intrigue. Gene looked at her nervously, his eyes darting back and forth as he awaited her response.
"I don't know what to say," Brenda finally admitted.
"On one hand, I am hurt that you would hide this from me and make me feel like I am not enough for you. On the other hand, I am happy you're not having an affair and that your fantasies involve me.
"Oh no, honey" Gene replied. "My fantasies are all about you. You are the most beautiful woman in the world to me and I worship the ground you walk on."
Gene took Brenda's hand in his and looked deeply into her eyes, "I promise that it's only my fantasies that have wandered. I have never strayed outside of our marriage. Please believe me."
Brenda looked at Gene for a long moment, searching his eyes for any hint of deceit. She could see the sincerity in his gaze and decided to trust him. "I believe you," she whispered.
"Thank you," Gene replied, his voice full of relief.
"I want to know more about your fantasies. Tell me what fascinates you about watching me with other men." she demanded.
Gene hesitated for a moment, his nerves getting the best of him. "Well, it's not just about the idea of you being with other men," he finally said. "It's about the power dynamic that comes with it. In my fantasies, I am submissive to you and the other man. I love the idea of you being in control, of making me serve both of you, of making me beg for your attention and favor."
Brenda's heart skipped a beat at Gene's words.
She had never thought of herself as dominant, but the idea of being in control and making Gene submit to her was an exhilarating feeling.
"Tell me more," Brenda urged, her voice barely above a whisper.
Gene hesitated for a moment, then continued, "In my fantasies, I am often humiliated and degraded while you are pleasured by another man. It's a turn-on for me to see you satisfied, even if it's not by me."
Brenda's mind was racing with a mixture of shock and excitement.
She had never entertained the idea of domination or power exchange, but the thought of holding that power over Gene was surprisingly enticing.
Gene continued, "Sometimes in my fantasies, I am even forced to pleasure the other man while you watch, or to clean up after you both. It's embarrassing, but also completely arousing to me."
Brenda nodded, taking in Gene's words. "I see," she finally said, trying to process her emotions.
"So, you want me to be dominant and make you submissive?"
Gene nodded. "Yes. I know it sounds weird, but it's just a fantasy. I would never want to hurt you or make you do anything you're uncomfortable with. It's just something that turns me on and excites me."
Brenda sat in silence for a moment, contemplating Gene's words. She had never considered herself as dominant or submissive, but the idea of holding power over Gene was intriguing.
"Do you really want to go down this path? If we do, it could change things between us forever."
"I know," Gene whispered, holding her gaze. "But if this is something that can excite us and bring us closer together, wouldn't it be worth exploring?"
Brenda took a deep breath, her heart pounding in her chest. "It's a big risk," she said quietly. "But I'm willing to try if you are."
Gene's face lit up with relief and joy. "Really? You mean it?"
Brenda nodded, feeling a strange mixture of excitement and trepidation. "Yes," she said firmly.
"I want to do this for you, and for us. But I want to take things slow and make sure we're both comfortable every step of the way."
Gene nodded eagerly. "Of course, I completely agree. We can take things at your pace and make sure it's always enjoyable for both of us."
Brenda smiled, feeling a renewed sense of closeness and excitement with Gene. "I've been reading about the cuckold hotwife lifestyle all day, and I notice that lots of cuckolds are kept locked in chastity and I think we need to do that. I don't want you masturbating without my permission anymore." Brenda said with a newfound sense of authority.
"I want you to focus all your sexual energy on me. I am the one who will decide when and how you can release yourself. I am going to be your dominant partner in this, and you will be my submissive partner. It's time for you to understand what that means and what it entails."
Gene took a deep breath, nodding solemnly. "I understand, Brenda. I am ready to submit to you and your control.
I want to serve you and make you happy," Gene said, his voice full of sincerity and determination.
"Good boy. I've been looking at male chastity cages on amazon and I want your help picking one out."
Gene and Brenda selected a nice roomy chastity cage that would be comfortable for long term wear. They ordered the device to be delivered in two days.