Chapter One
BirthdayBoy
It’s nine forty-five a.m. when I step from the shower and towel off. Naked, I comb and shake out my better-than shoulder-length curly-at-the-ends sandy blonde locks. Being fair-skinned I seldom need to shave, so I merely brush my teeth. Then I’m reaching for my robe when my wife barges right into the bathroom without knocking.
“Good morning, Birthday Boy!”
“Hi, Kori.”
“You don’t need to worry about that robe. You won’t need it.”
“Huh?”
“You’re not going anywhere today, and you’re not going to be wearing any clothing either. I just called in to work for you. I’ve got the most unbelievable birthday surprise in store for you today! I’ve got everything meticulously planned out, and I can’t wait to get started. Come into the living room with me.”
“Okay.”
Slender, petite and willowy, her golden-blonde hair a shade lighter and twice as long and wavy as mine, lovely Kori is as effortlessly gorgeous as always despite being rumpled and tousled from sleep. Her stunning beauty renders me absolutely powerless, and throughout three years of marriage she’s always worn the pants in our relationship. As always I obey her without question. Naked, I follow her though the house until she directs me onto the narrow, glass-topped steel coffee table by the TV.
“Here, sit down on the end of the coffee table, straddling it. Then lie back.”
“Okay.” Curious, excited, and even a bit unsettled I do as directed. Surely something extraordinary is in store, and I’m already getting an erection as I lie back on the cool glass table. Kori smiles sweetly, kneeling next to me, and then she takes my arms and pulls them around underneath. Before I can properly credit her intentions, she’s snapped a pair of handcuffs on me, locking me down on the table with my hands behind my back.
“What—” I begin, but she silences me right away.
“Shush! I told you this was going be an unbelievable birthday surprise – a whole lot of surprises, actually. But first things first: you didn’t know I was into bondage, did you?”
“Um...no dear.”
“Well I wasn’t – until I started studying your hidden computer files, you sicko. Then I started getting into all kinds of kinky things. I had no idea you were such a sick little pervert! Well, unfortunately for you, I’m also a total pervo now. And this is going to be a birthday you’ll never forget, my secret-sissy closet-cuckold ultra-submissive husband. I’m going to make your most disgusting dreams come true – in spades, as they say!” She giggled richly here at some private joke, and then continued. “And if all those desperately compelling dreams of yours turn out to be nightmares in reality...well, all that I can say is that’s often the case with sexually deviant dreams like these.”
I’m so stunned and complexly affected by all this that I can’t seem to catch my breath. I barely register it as Kori spreads my knees out wide; then bends my shins back around the steel legs and underneath the table, where she shackles my ankles together. Then she links these restraints to the cuffs on my wrists, effectively hog-tying me to the living room table. Laughing merrily again at my goggle of alarm, my blush of shame, and most of all at my ridiculously urgent erection, she looms over my spread-out supine body.
“Ha-ha, look! Someone here agrees tha
