What a question

“What a question. i thought that we spoke about this Dear. Do you remember me saying before we were married that i would accept anything as long as you wouldn’t leave me.”

“I know Gerald. But this is a step further than you had anticipated, isn’t it?”

“Well let’s see. We have been married about seven years now and in all that time you have been Jerome’s Lover. You spend at least four nights with him at his apartment every week. He takes you away on holiday and you go as Man and Wife - leaving me at home. You tell me that you are in love with him every day. You hold the key to my little penis cage and, to cap it all, you both made me throw away your birth control pills in that little ceremony the other night when you decided to put a slave collar around my neck.”

“Yes! I know all that. But are you ready cucky?”

“As i’ll ever be i suppose. It was always going to be the ultimate humiliation and i have been ready for it a very long time.”