Thursday , May 19 2022

Husband is dominated by his board wife

“Where is my underwear honey?” I asked my wife. This
was Saturday morning. I had noticed that my underwear
had been disappearing from my drawer over the last 2
weeks. I thought nothing of it and thought that she
simply had not done any laundry. How wrong I was!

“Something went wrong with the washing machine and it
ruined everything in the last load,” She said.

“Well, what am I going to wear?”

“Here, put these on,” as she handed me a pair of pink
satin panties. “Now don’t give me any funny looks, I
know you love wearing them; in fact, I know that you
have secretly worn these before.”

I looked at her dumfounded… I never thought that she
knew of my fetish, I thought I had been so careful.

“C’mon, let’s put these on you.” As she pulled them up
to my hips, she stroked my cock through the fabric.
“Mmmm, I see that someone finds this exiting. We may
have to keep it like that.”

I wasn’t sure what she meant by that remark. With
that, I put the rest of my clothes on, jeans and a T-
shirt.

She gave me a slightly disapproving look and said,
“Well, we need to go shopping and get some new
underwear for you among other things.”

I said, “Can’t you just pick up some for me? I want to
watch the football game.”

Now she absolutely despises football and this would
normally set her off, but surprisingly, she just
smiled sweetly and said, “Sure thing honey, I’ll get
everything you need.” Boy would I remember that
statement!

So as she was shopping, I lay on the couch stroking
myself through the panties, embarrassed that my wife
knew of my fetish, but relieved that she seemed so low
key about it. The game turned out to be pretty boring
and I ended up taking a nap. I woke up when she came
home, loaded with bags from various stores. “Just stay
there, I’ll put everything away.”

***

“What do you say that we go out for dinner?” she asked
me later that evening.

“That sounds like a good idea,” I replied.

“First, I have a surprise for you. Stand up and close
your eyes.”

I stood and did as she asked. The next thing I know,
she pulls my hands behind my back and locks them with
a pair of handcuffs. “What’s this all about, Honey?”

“No comments from the peanut gallery,” she says as she
puts some sort of gag in my mouth.

“Mmmmfff!” This thing filled up my whole mouth, all
the way to the back of my throat! As I felt it in my
mouth, I realized that it was a penis gag. What was
going on?

“Now come along peacefully, or I’ll have to take
further steps.” With that I follow her into the
bathroom. She takes my hands and ties a strap to them
and pulls it up to the shower curtain, forcing me to
bend over at the waist. She then takes a pair of
scissors and proceeds to cut my clothes off. “You
won’t be needing those anymore.” What did she mean by
that remark!

She then took some shaving cream and a razor and
proceeded to shave every bit of hair below my
eyebrows. “I think that since you like wearing panties
so much, you should get some experience of everything
else that goes along with it. You’ll find that all of
your clothes have been replaced with something more
suitable for your new station. Now, I think that about
does it. Step in the shower now and let’s rinse you
off.”

There was nothing I could do except obey. As she
rinsed all of the hair off of my body, my skin felt
strange… tingly with no hair.

“Well, that looks much better, but we’ll have to do
something about your figure. That waistline will never
do. Follow me and we’ll take care of it.”

As we walked into the bedroom, I saw some clothes laid
out on the bed. It looked like some sort of corset,
panties, stockings, and a short dress. She began to
put the corset on me, and said, “We’ll, have to do
something about those arms that are in the way.” With
that, she reached into one of the bags and pulled out
a leather collar.

She then put some leather cuffs on my wrists, unlocked
the handcuffs, and then hooked my hands behind my head
to the collar. I was able to offer only token
resistance as my arms were asleep and numb from being
hooked to the shower.

Next, she started hooking up the corset and pulling
the laces in behind me. Soon I couldn’t breathe and
still she was tightening the laces. “Is that
uncomfortable? Well it will give you some incentive to
lose some weight, won’t it?”

With a final tug, she finished adjusting the laces
with a full knot. “I think you’ll have an interesting
time trying to untie that by yourself; I don’t think
you’ll be able to do it.

“Now let’s put some panties on you. Which pair would
you like? You don’t care which? Well that’s no way for
a lady to show interest in her lingerie. I guess we’ll
try the pink satin ones. I think you’ll look cute in
them.”

Next came a bra in which she placed some breast forms
to fill them out. After that she pulled some stockings
up each leg hooked them to the garters on the corset
and smoothed them out.

“Let’s see how this dress I picked out for you fits.”
With that she picked up a shimmery peach colored dress
and pulled it over my head. As it fell over my breasts
and hips it came down to only mid-thigh!

She looked me over with a grin on her face and said,
“Don’t you look adorable! You’ll have to be very
careful and ladylike when you sit or bend over or the
world will see your garters and panties. Only a slut
would act like that. If you act like a slut, I’ll have
to treat you like one.”

What did she mean by ‘the world will see me?’ I didn’t
like the implications in that statement.

“Step into these shoes,” she said, as she handed me a
pair of matching peach shoes with about a 3-1/2 in
heel. It was difficult to keep my balance with my
hands at my neck.

“Now it’s time for your makeup; I’m going to remove
the gag. I don’t want to hear a single word or I’ll
leave it in for a whole day.” My wife gave me a look
that indicated she clearly meant it.

She spent the next thirty minutes completing my
makeup, starting with foundation, eye shadow,
eyeliner, and mascara; a light amount of blush, and
finishing with a bright rose lipstick. She topped it
off with a light brown shoulder length wig.

“Now you can look at yourself,” she said, as she led
me to a mirror.

I couldn’t believe it! It was a beautiful girl who
looked back at me. If she was alone in a bar, every
guy in there would hit on her. The dress had a scooped
front almost to my breast forms, which were ample. It
also showed a very flattering figure. No wonder I
couldn’t breathe. Looking at the reflection in the
mirror, the hemline seemed even shorter, at least 6
inches above my knees. “Click!”

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