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A TASTE OF MY OWN MEDICINE
At 24 years old I had been in a relationship with Kelly for a little over 5
1/2 years. The relationship was quite good most of the time, with the
exception of a few things that I guess were bound to cause problems, in any
relationship.
When I was young, I had felt the need to be female very overwhelming and
still do. I moved away from my hometown when I was about 22 and there I
attended a gender clinic with the intention of changing my gender to
female. I completed the real life test (lived as a woman for a period of
time), and started hormones. Things didn't work out quite as I'd planned
and eventually I decided that this wasn't the way that I should go so I
discontinued my treatment, although the treatment I had received left me
quite feminine.
When I had first told Kelly how I felt and how I intended to become a
woman, she had opened up and let out a few truth's herself. She told me how
she was attracted to women and that she had been with a woman once before
and enjoyed it. She said that my change would not be a problem for her as
she preferred women and that she had always knew I was different to most
men, but before then couldn't put her finger on it. I also told her how I
fantasised about being with a man and feeling what a woman would within a
male / female relationship.
"I guess that's normal for a woman"
She said with an accepting smile. I felt so relieved that she understood
and overjoyed that she had referred to me as female!
As I said earlier the change of gender didn't work out so we went back to
living as a 'normal couple' but I still felt very confused about who and
what I was. Inevitably this confusion took its toll on our relationship.
I ended up spending most of my time fantasising about being with another
man, and was getting very frustrated. Unfortunately my frustration turned
into anger. I slowly became very dominating and controlling with her. It's
easy to see that in hindsight but at the time it wasn't so obvious for me.
We stayed together and she tolerated it but things began to get too much
for us both. For me it was the need to experience being with a man, just to
satisfy my curiosity and finally discover who and what I was, and for her
it was the constant control and generally chauvinistic attitude I had
slowly developed.
One morning we were sitting at the kitchen table, discussing the situation,
as we often did. She would say things like
"I'd never live with another man"
And the opposite for me, with comments like
"If we ever split up I'm going to be with a man, to see what it's like. I
can't be that bad to live with!!"
When the conversation took a strange twist.
"Maybe we should have an open relationship"
We had discussed this before but had come to the conclusion that I wouldn't
be able to cope with the jealousy of her being with someone else.
"I think it would be good for us both to have the experiences we want and
we can still be together"
"I don't know if I could take it. Knowing that you are with someone else"
I replied.
"Shithouse!!" she ribbed.
"I'm no shithouse!!"
"I bet you couldn't live with a man like you for two weeks, without coming
home crying that you cant cope with it!!"
"Yes I can. Don't be silly! I'm not that bad it would be like a holiday!"
"Ok then" she said knowing I wouldn't back down because I hated to be
proved wrong.
"Lets try it. For two weeks, I'll live with a woman and you can live with a
man!"
"Piece of cake!" I replied
Nothing more was said on the subject.
A few weeks later on a Saturday morning I got out of bed at about 11:30 am
(Saturday was my lay in) and went down stairs. Kelly greeted me with a
smile and an unusually chirpy mood and said nothing more than "Coffee?"
I just grunted and nodded my head, sat down and waited for my coffee. She
brought my coffee over and sat down at the table opposite me. She just
looked at me with a huge grin, but she looked a little uncomfortable. As
though she was looking for the right time to tell me that she had crashed
my car or something.
"What is it?" I sighed
"Well ... You know the other week we were talking about being with other
people for a fortnight and how you were adamant that it would be like a
holiday at butlins?"
"Yeees" I said, wondering what was coming next.
"Well I packed some things for you. enough for a fortnights holiday. Your
bags are in the hall under the stairs."
"What do u mean?"
"Well you said that it would be easy. I don't think it will though."
"Whatever" I said, thinking that she was winding me up.
"I met a woman on the internet the other week called Stacy. She was telling
me how she wanted to try being with a woman"
"Yes ... and" I hesitated
" Well she also said that she doesn't really want to be with her husband
anymore, as he seemed to be more interested in men than her. We both
thought it would be good to prove to you and Carl, her husband, that
neither of you could actually cope with being with a man in reality! And it
would also give Stacy and I a chance to have a little fun. I think it would
do both relationships a lot of good to have a change and show you and Carl
that the grass isn't greener on the other side although it probably will be
for Carl."
"And why wasn't I told before?"
" I thought that you had better get used to having decisions made for you
as Carl does like to be in control of things, even more than you. Besides,
you would have come up with some excuse not to go through with it!"
"Look! I'm not happy that you did this without my permission babe, but ill
show you who comes out the winner in your little game!"
"God, I hate being called babe, its so... so demeaning." Then she giggled
"You'll soon see how it feels"
"Anyway you had better finish your coffee! He'll be here at 12 to pick you
up"
"Pick me up? What's wrong with my car?"
"Nothing honey, but it is a bit pointless if you have all of the freedom
you are used to. You will have to rely on him if u want to go anywhere.
Like I do with you."
"I can't take my car??"
"Nope. Stacy and I are having it for the next two weeks"
A little after 12 the doorbell rang. Kelly went to answer it. When she came
back to the kitchen she was over shadowed by a man who must have been about
6" 2' tall with short dark hair, shoulders that were almost as wide as the
door, he had just come through and a chest that put most of the men at the
local gym to shame. To top it off he was actually very attractive too.
"Hi Chris, I'm Carl, its very nice to meet you, I've heard a lot about
you. I'll bet well both have a lot of fun over the next few weeks!"
It was nice that he'd heard all about me, but it would have been nice to
know the same about him. Basically all I knew was his name, but he seemed
to be really nice, not at all threatening. This is going to be easy.
I said goodbye to Kelly as he packed my things in the car. Still in a bit
of shock I said
" ill see you in a few weeks 'babe'"
I climbed into the passenger seat and waved as we drove off.
i have been driving since i was 17 so being a passenger felt a bit foriegn
to me. i had only just left the house, but already i was feeling strangely
out of control. i didnt like it.
we talked about lots of different things on the journey which put me at
ease a little as he still seemed to be a nice guy, but there was still a
strange discomfort on my part.
i hadnt been paying much attention to where we were going but after about 2
hours he said
"We're here. Welcome home! or at least home for the next 2 weeks anyway."
I smiled and said
"Thanks"
"I'm going to get your stuff out of the car. Put the kettle on and make us
a cuppa babe. I have 2 sugars and milk in mine!"
Babe? Why was he calling me babe?? I was confused but a little impressed by
the female association. Wait a minute. I'd just got through the door and
I'm making coffee in a strange house belonging to a strange man id only met
2 hours before! Still I guess at least I didn't have to carry my bags.
I made the coffee and sat down to drink it as Carl came to join me.
"So you had only just found out what was happening when I got there then
huh?"
"Yes. It was a bit of a shock to say the least. Kelly and I had talked
about it before but I had no idea anything was being arranged!"
"Well then babe, you have got a shock coming!"
"What do you mean?"
"Kelly told me that you were possessive and controlling with her, and
walked around with an 'I'm the man of the house attitude"
"Umm.... I don't think I'm that bad." I defended
"Well as I say, for the next fortnight or so things are going to be a
little different for you!"
"Meaning" I quizzed
" This is my house! And I'm the man of this house! You have two choices,
you can either do as your told or leave."
I was just about to say bye then, when Carl cut me off and said
"Before you make a decision there are a few problems if you decide to
leave.
* Were in the middle of nowhere and you don't know where we are.
* Kelly emptied your wallet before you left the house so even if you do
leave the house you have no money to get home or anywhere else for that
matter.
* you would have to crawl home to kelly and admit that you couldnt cope
with being the submissive partner in a realtionship. and if you chose to
stay thats exactly what youll be!!
* i dont think kelly and stacy would be too happy with you disturbing
they're little holiday and would probably end up coming up with something
far worse than living with me for 2 weeks.
So what are youi going to do?"
I couldnt believe i had been put in this position or that Kelly had taken
my money and left me completely dependent on Carl.
" Well I guess I don't have much choice do I!" I snarled
With that I felt the full force of Carls hand hit me across the face. I
stumbled to the floor. Shocked I looked up at him and whimpered
"What was that for?"
"Here is the way it is going to be Kristy. You're in my house. You do as
your told and you treat me with respect! I don't ever want to hear you
talking to me like that again! Ok?"
Still dazed by the slap and to be honest a little scared, I just muttered
"Ah ha"
Then I realised he had called me Kristy! What the hell was that all about??
"What's Kristy all about?"
"Well being as your going to be the little lady in the relationship I
figured that we should use an appropriate name. Now quit whining Kristy
babe, and go an put your clothes in 'our' wardrobe!"
Our wardrobe? That wasn't too hard to figure out.
As I was putting my clothes away he came up to 'our' room and said
"Look Kristy, I'm sorry for slapping you earlier. You just need to learn
what your place is here. And its best you learn that fast as Kelly asked me
to give her updates, and if she isn't pleased with how well you are doing
then we can extend our little relationship"
It didn't sound like Kelly at all but I was still scared so I didn't say
anything. I just resigned myself to the fact that I was going to have to do
as I was told or I could be here longer than I had first expected and the
earlier incident told me I didn't want that.
"Come and sit here by me babe" Carl said followed by a pat on the bed
beside him.
I did as I was told. He put his strong arms around me, making me feel weak
and powerless. He leaned towards me and kissed me gently. As we kissed it
became more of a passionate kiss until I was laying on my back with him
leaning over me. Seemingly searching for something in my mouth with his
tongue.
I was nervous, but exited at the same time
"Kristy?"
"Yes Carl? I stammered, having barely recovered form the kiss.
"With Stacy being more interested in women there was something that I could
never get from her. Would you help me get it?"
I remembered the warning earlier and shyly agreed to help him get what ever
it was that he wanted, with out a clue as to what I was. Even in the few
hours I had known this guy I had seen him change from the friendly guy that
I had met at home onto someone who almost terrified me. I didn't think I
would ever see myself in that position especially in a relationship so to
speak. Strangely I was very attracted to him regardless of this. Maybe its
the bad boy image I hear so many women talking about I don't know, I just
know I was drawn to him.
"Kneel here... on the floor," he ordered. He said it quietly but you could
tell it wasn't something I was to say no to. I knew now what it was he
wanted. I don't understand why but I was quite excited and more than
willing to oblige. I was after all here for an experience.
He opened his trousers and pulled my hand towards him. I hesitated, but
soon gripped hold of his more than ample penis and began to fondle
it. Gently at first then more vigorously as it hardened. Once it was at
full capacity I licked my lips to moisten them, leaned down towards it
slowly teasing in my hesitation. Extended my tongue and began to lick his
purple head. I opened my mouth and let the head in still twisting my tongue
around it then a little more, then more, until I had his entire manhood in
my mouth. As I bobbed up and down he began to jerk. I almost thought he was
having a fit when he erupted. The hot salty liquid hit the back of my
throat like a bullet from a gun. His eyes rolled into the back of his head
as I swallowed his load. As if he had been switched off by the mains he
stopped jerking and flopped back onto the bed. I felt quite proud of my
accomplishment, sending him to heaven seemed to satisfy me in an odd way.
"Thanks babe, that was great. Keep it up and we'll get on just fine" We
both lay there for about 20 minutes. He turned to me and asked if I was
hungry.
"Yes I am starving, it's been a long day"
"Its not over yet Hun, there's a Chinese ready meal in the freezer. Put one
in for me while you're at it! Cheers chick"
By this time I was exhausted and just wanted to relax, but I was soon to
realize that I wasn't going to get much chance to relax.
After dinner he got up and went over to the sofa, put his feet up and
switched on the TV with the remote.
"Once you have done the washing up and tidied the kitchen after dinner
bring me a dinner, bring me in a beer babe"
"But I cooked!"
"And I go to work 5 days a week and what do u do?"
"I don't know, I do lots,"
"Like what?"
"Ok, not a lot I guess"
"Well then, as I go to work and provide for the household, you must earn
your keep by looking after me and the house. I guess you're my little
housewife! Ha ha ha"
"Right so u sit in front of a computer all day and press buttons and I stay
at home and do everything?"
"Good. You seem to be getting the idea," he said smugly
"So how longs my beer going to be, are you bringing it or brewing it??"
"Ok I'm going"
I figured out I might as well get on with it. It wasn't a permanent thing
so it would all be over soon. I brought him his beer and sat on the chair
opposite him.
"Come on over here babe, if this is going to work you have to show your
'husband' a little more affection!"
I moved to sit beside him. As I sat he pulled me closer and pushed my head
into his lap. I felt powerless. It was nice to sit down and relax for a
while, even though I didn't like football, which is what he was watching. I
don't recall who was playing due to my lack of attention. While it was on I
was busy processing the days events in my mind.
"Great game, don't you think babe?"
I was startled as he took his attention from the TV.
"Umm yeah I suppose"
"I think we should celebrate!" he said with a huge grin on his face.
"lets go to bed"
"great Idea, I'm exhausted" I replied
"we're going to bed to celebrate not to sleep" he laughed.
I sat up as he stood up. He took me by the hand and pulled me up from the
sofa then guided me to the bedroom. I just followed, sheepishly.
He took off all of his clothes, revealing his strong masculine body and
also his manhood, which I knew from earlier to be quite scary in its size,
and got under the covers.
"What are you waiting for? Get undressed"
"I'm not sure about this," I muttered
"But I thought you wanted an experience?"
"Yes b-but... "
"Come on babe, you seemed happy enough to suck me off earlier. Now its time
to finish the job!"
I figured he was right so I quickly got undressed. Embarrassed by my body
compared to his and the nakedness in general I got into bed and submerged
myself into the bedclothes.
He turned to me, put his strong arms around my waist. Pulling me towards
him he began to kiss me gently, while still strong enough to show that he
was in control.
His hand wandered down my back and onto by bum, where he stopped and
fondled for a while.
I found my hand almost instinctively caressing his pecs, sliding down his
washboard stomach and onto his pride and joy. After groping each other for
a few minutes, my lips left his and began to descend to his neck, then his
chest, down to his stomach. We were both hard and panting very heavily as I
took him into my mouth once more and began to repeat my earlier oral relief
for him.
When he noticed I was hard he looked at me and smiled.
" See its not all that bad. But you wont be needing that while you're
here!"
"Needing what?"
"Your cock babe! You wont be using it"
"Not at all? But how will I come?"
"Look. Kristy, I thought you understood. I'm the man in this. There's only
one cock going to be used in this house, and that's the one your holding -
mine! Yours is now redundant!"
I simply shrugged and nodded in agreement. He continued to play with my
ass as he got up into a kneeling position.
"Turn over" he said as he flipped me onto my stomach and pulled me up by my
waist so I was up on all fours.
"They say this sometimes hurts," he said as he positioned his penis between
the cheeks of my elevated ass.
"Ready or not her I come!"
With that he pushed forward, just penetrating me with his purple head. He
pulled back and pushed again but this time further inside me. Back and
forth, each thrust took him deeper inside me. The pain slowly turned to
pleasure, and what a pleasure it was! I soon found myself pushing back as
he pushed forward in an attempt to get him deeper. It was ecstasy. We
carried on for over forty minutes, while my moans gradually turned into
screams of pleasure. He then increased his speed, as he pumped faster and
faster, then one final furious shove as I felt myself filling up with his
hot come. I was so disappointed when he pulled out but I also welcomed the
chance to catch my breath.
He lay on the bed and I put my head on his chest and snuggled up to him.
"Thanks, that was wonderful" I panted, still a little breathless.
"Wasn't that bad for me either" he retorted.
A strange feeling followed as his juices began to leak from me inside me.
"Change the bed while I have a quick shower Kristy"
I did as he asked, or more accurately ordered. I felt so content and
fulfilled at that point I was more than happy to what he asked of me.
He dried off and got back into the fresh bed and we both fell asleep.
The following day I got up early and made him breakfast in bed. He thanked
me with a kiss, ate his breakfast, and then got up to get ready for work.
As he was leaving the house he said
"I'll be home at about 5:30. Make sure all the cleaning is done and my
dinner should be ready for 6 ok babe"
He kissed me as he left.
I spent the whole day pottering around and cleaning. Not realising how I
was submitting to him so easily. It's amazing what great sex will do huh!
Over the next few weeks' life fell into a routine. Breakfast in bed
followed by a day of cleaning, tea at 6 followed by a blowjob. Some TV then
more cleaning, then to bed for sex then the day would repeat itself. I
rarely even left the house except when he took me out to do the shopping.
I was beginning to get very tired now but tomorrow id be at home with Kelly
and things would be back to normal. I was missing her a lot and after this
experience although nice in a strange kinda way I promised myself to show
her a little more respect when I got home. I couldn't wait to be me again.
The last night wasn't much different except that I had packed my things
ready for the drive home the next day. While we were watching TV Carl got a
text message. His face turned to thunder!
"What's wrong Carl?" I asked being careful not to make myself the brunt of
his rage.
It took him a while to answer.
"It was from Stacy"
"So what's wrong"?
"She says her and Kelly have been getting on so well she's decided to move
in permanently!"
"what?"
Then another text came saying.
"I'll be there tomorrow at ten make sure you're both there, Stacy"
Carl was so angry that night I just went into the kitchen to stay out of
his way and also to take some time to see if I could figure out what the
hell was going on. She couldn't do this to me. I loved Kelly. What would I
do? Where would I go?
10 am finally got here, as did Stacy. She knocked on the door, which I
thought it was a little strange as it was her house too but I let her in
anyway.
We all sat down while Stacy explained that Kelly no longer loved me and how
they wanted to be together. They were to live in our house. She informed me
that she had brought all of my things with her and they were in the car.
She told us how her and Kelly had met several times before and how they had
planned this two weeks 'experience' before it was even mentioned to Carl or
me. It was meant to be to give me a taste of my own medicine and for them
to get a chance to be together.
I had nowhere else to go and was told I was no longer welcome to go
home. Stacy suggested I stay here with Carl.
"But it was only meant to be for 2 weeks!"
"How can you possibly understand what its like to live with a man like you
or Carl for 5 1/2 years in the space of 2 weeks?" she snarled.
"Its been a big game for you up until now but I guess your going to find
out what its like for real. Your only other choice right now is to live on
the streets!"
After a lot of talking crying and sulking we all agreed that it would be
best for me to stat with Carl until I got myself sorted. I couldn't go onto
the streets and I had no other choice. I had lost my girlfriend, my house,
and my car as the house and the car were in here name to save on
insurance. All I had left was my clothes, and Carl. I truly was going to be
dependant on a man.
Then he dropped the bombshell.
"Don't worry Chris. You are not coming out of this relationship with
nothing!"
"No I get a big kick in the teeth" I interrupted sarcastically.
"No. Kelly is 6 months pregnant!"
"What? I'm going to be a dad?"
"Well kind of" she smirked
"What do you mean kind of?"
"Kelly has been thinking about it, and she has decided that she is not
ready to look after kids yet so she's decided to give you full custody!"
My head was swirling by now.
"That's great, but what do you mean by kind of?"
"Well if I know Carl, and I should do by now, he's the man of the house. I
guess that puts you in the role of the woman of the house!"
"Well I s'pose so"
"Well there you go. You'll be more of a mother figure to the baby than a
dad. Carl will no doubt leave you at home to look after the baby and carry
on going to work, in fact he'll probably have to work loads of overtime to
support you all, so you'll be left at home to do the chores, shopping, and
be the housewife and mother figure, so to speak."
I was dumbfounded. My fantasy had turned into a reality but it wasn't
anywhere near as fantastic as it should have been.
Time past, and things began to settle down. At first.
Then came baby. We called her Amy. Life went from hard to almost impossible
for me. Carl still didn't do much around the house and still expected me to
cook, clean and shag and blow on demand, but I also had the demands of a
young baby to contend with. Constant crying, feeding, sleepless nights. I
loved Amy very much but life was hard! I just went through my daily
existence. I say daily existence, as I didn't have much of a life anymore.
I tried to leave Carl a few times, but he would always stop me somehow!
Whether it be a slap or punch and threaten that if I left I would be sorry
or whether it was the fact that I had nowhere to go.
Or maybe I'm still here after 7 years because I have grown to love him I
don't know how to do anything else but to look after my boyfriend and
daughter now.
I never thought I would ever become what I have become! Once a dominating
man, I am now completely dependant and living the role of a housewife and
mother.
I still think of Kelly every day. I wonder why I had to tell her my
fantasies. I miss her still, but now the shoe is on the other foot I
realise how badly I had treated her and I almost understand why she did
this to me. I only have myself to blame.
I guess the moral of this story is that fantasies hardly ever turn out to
be so fantastic in reality. They are generally better kept as just that,
fantasies.
The end
At 24 years old I had been in a relationship with Kelly for a little over 5
1/2 years. The relationship was quite good most of the time, with the
exception of a few things that I guess were bound to cause problems, in any
relationship.
When I was young, I had felt the need to be female very overwhelming and
still do. I moved away from my hometown when I was about 22 and there I
attended a gender clinic with the intention of changing my gender to
female. I completed the real life test (lived as a woman for a period of
time), and started hormones. Things didn't work out quite as I'd planned
and eventually I decided that this wasn't the way that I should go so I
discontinued my treatment, although the treatment I had received left me
quite feminine.
When I had first told Kelly how I felt and how I intended to become a
woman, she had opened up and let out a few truth's herself. She told me how
she was attracted to women and that she had been with a woman once before
and enjoyed it. She said that my change would not be a problem for her as
she preferred women and that she had always knew I was different to most
men, but before then couldn't put her finger on it. I also told her how I
fantasised about being with a man and feeling what a woman would within a
male / female relationship.
"I guess that's normal for a woman"
She said with an accepting smile. I felt so relieved that she understood
and overjoyed that she had referred to me as female!
As I said earlier the change of gender didn't work out so we went back to
living as a 'normal couple' but I still felt very confused about who and
what I was. Inevitably this confusion took its toll on our relationship.
I ended up spending most of my time fantasising about being with another
man, and was getting very frustrated. Unfortunately my frustration turned
into anger. I slowly became very dominating and controlling with her. It's
easy to see that in hindsight but at the time it wasn't so obvious for me.
We stayed together and she tolerated it but things began to get too much
for us both. For me it was the need to experience being with a man, just to
satisfy my curiosity and finally discover who and what I was, and for her
it was the constant control and generally chauvinistic attitude I had
slowly developed.
One morning we were sitting at the kitchen table, discussing the situation,
as we often did. She would say things like
"I'd never live with another man"
And the opposite for me, with comments like
"If we ever split up I'm going to be with a man, to see what it's like. I
can't be that bad to live with!!"
When the conversation took a strange twist.
"Maybe we should have an open relationship"
We had discussed this before but had come to the conclusion that I wouldn't
be able to cope with the jealousy of her being with someone else.
"I think it would be good for us both to have the experiences we want and
we can still be together"
"I don't know if I could take it. Knowing that you are with someone else"
I replied.
"Shithouse!!" she ribbed.
"I'm no shithouse!!"
"I bet you couldn't live with a man like you for two weeks, without coming
home crying that you cant cope with it!!"
"Yes I can. Don't be silly! I'm not that bad it would be like a holiday!"
"Ok then" she said knowing I wouldn't back down because I hated to be
proved wrong.
"Lets try it. For two weeks, I'll live with a woman and you can live with a
man!"
"Piece of cake!" I replied
Nothing more was said on the subject.
A few weeks later on a Saturday morning I got out of bed at about 11:30 am
(Saturday was my lay in) and went down stairs. Kelly greeted me with a
smile and an unusually chirpy mood and said nothing more than "Coffee?"
I just grunted and nodded my head, sat down and waited for my coffee. She
brought my coffee over and sat down at the table opposite me. She just
looked at me with a huge grin, but she looked a little uncomfortable. As
though she was looking for the right time to tell me that she had crashed
my car or something.
"What is it?" I sighed
"Well ... You know the other week we were talking about being with other
people for a fortnight and how you were adamant that it would be like a
holiday at butlins?"
"Yeees" I said, wondering what was coming next.
"Well I packed some things for you. enough for a fortnights holiday. Your
bags are in the hall under the stairs."
"What do u mean?"
"Well you said that it would be easy. I don't think it will though."
"Whatever" I said, thinking that she was winding me up.
"I met a woman on the internet the other week called Stacy. She was telling
me how she wanted to try being with a woman"
"Yes ... and" I hesitated
" Well she also said that she doesn't really want to be with her husband
anymore, as he seemed to be more interested in men than her. We both
thought it would be good to prove to you and Carl, her husband, that
neither of you could actually cope with being with a man in reality! And it
would also give Stacy and I a chance to have a little fun. I think it would
do both relationships a lot of good to have a change and show you and Carl
that the grass isn't greener on the other side although it probably will be
for Carl."
"And why wasn't I told before?"
" I thought that you had better get used to having decisions made for you
as Carl does like to be in control of things, even more than you. Besides,
you would have come up with some excuse not to go through with it!"
"Look! I'm not happy that you did this without my permission babe, but ill
show you who comes out the winner in your little game!"
"God, I hate being called babe, its so... so demeaning." Then she giggled
"You'll soon see how it feels"
"Anyway you had better finish your coffee! He'll be here at 12 to pick you
up"
"Pick me up? What's wrong with my car?"
"Nothing honey, but it is a bit pointless if you have all of the freedom
you are used to. You will have to rely on him if u want to go anywhere.
Like I do with you."
"I can't take my car??"
"Nope. Stacy and I are having it for the next two weeks"
A little after 12 the doorbell rang. Kelly went to answer it. When she came
back to the kitchen she was over shadowed by a man who must have been about
6" 2' tall with short dark hair, shoulders that were almost as wide as the
door, he had just come through and a chest that put most of the men at the
local gym to shame. To top it off he was actually very attractive too.
"Hi Chris, I'm Carl, its very nice to meet you, I've heard a lot about
you. I'll bet well both have a lot of fun over the next few weeks!"
It was nice that he'd heard all about me, but it would have been nice to
know the same about him. Basically all I knew was his name, but he seemed
to be really nice, not at all threatening. This is going to be easy.
I said goodbye to Kelly as he packed my things in the car. Still in a bit
of shock I said
" ill see you in a few weeks 'babe'"
I climbed into the passenger seat and waved as we drove off.
i have been driving since i was 17 so being a passenger felt a bit foriegn
to me. i had only just left the house, but already i was feeling strangely
out of control. i didnt like it.
we talked about lots of different things on the journey which put me at
ease a little as he still seemed to be a nice guy, but there was still a
strange discomfort on my part.
i hadnt been paying much attention to where we were going but after about 2
hours he said
"We're here. Welcome home! or at least home for the next 2 weeks anyway."
I smiled and said
"Thanks"
"I'm going to get your stuff out of the car. Put the kettle on and make us
a cuppa babe. I have 2 sugars and milk in mine!"
Babe? Why was he calling me babe?? I was confused but a little impressed by
the female association. Wait a minute. I'd just got through the door and
I'm making coffee in a strange house belonging to a strange man id only met
2 hours before! Still I guess at least I didn't have to carry my bags.
I made the coffee and sat down to drink it as Carl came to join me.
"So you had only just found out what was happening when I got there then
huh?"
"Yes. It was a bit of a shock to say the least. Kelly and I had talked
about it before but I had no idea anything was being arranged!"
"Well then babe, you have got a shock coming!"
"What do you mean?"
"Kelly told me that you were possessive and controlling with her, and
walked around with an 'I'm the man of the house attitude"
"Umm.... I don't think I'm that bad." I defended
"Well as I say, for the next fortnight or so things are going to be a
little different for you!"
"Meaning" I quizzed
" This is my house! And I'm the man of this house! You have two choices,
you can either do as your told or leave."
I was just about to say bye then, when Carl cut me off and said
"Before you make a decision there are a few problems if you decide to
leave.
* Were in the middle of nowhere and you don't know where we are.
* Kelly emptied your wallet before you left the house so even if you do
leave the house you have no money to get home or anywhere else for that
matter.
* you would have to crawl home to kelly and admit that you couldnt cope
with being the submissive partner in a realtionship. and if you chose to
stay thats exactly what youll be!!
* i dont think kelly and stacy would be too happy with you disturbing
they're little holiday and would probably end up coming up with something
far worse than living with me for 2 weeks.
So what are youi going to do?"
I couldnt believe i had been put in this position or that Kelly had taken
my money and left me completely dependent on Carl.
" Well I guess I don't have much choice do I!" I snarled
With that I felt the full force of Carls hand hit me across the face. I
stumbled to the floor. Shocked I looked up at him and whimpered
"What was that for?"
"Here is the way it is going to be Kristy. You're in my house. You do as
your told and you treat me with respect! I don't ever want to hear you
talking to me like that again! Ok?"
Still dazed by the slap and to be honest a little scared, I just muttered
"Ah ha"
Then I realised he had called me Kristy! What the hell was that all about??
"What's Kristy all about?"
"Well being as your going to be the little lady in the relationship I
figured that we should use an appropriate name. Now quit whining Kristy
babe, and go an put your clothes in 'our' wardrobe!"
Our wardrobe? That wasn't too hard to figure out.
As I was putting my clothes away he came up to 'our' room and said
"Look Kristy, I'm sorry for slapping you earlier. You just need to learn
what your place is here. And its best you learn that fast as Kelly asked me
to give her updates, and if she isn't pleased with how well you are doing
then we can extend our little relationship"
It didn't sound like Kelly at all but I was still scared so I didn't say
anything. I just resigned myself to the fact that I was going to have to do
as I was told or I could be here longer than I had first expected and the
earlier incident told me I didn't want that.
"Come and sit here by me babe" Carl said followed by a pat on the bed
beside him.
I did as I was told. He put his strong arms around me, making me feel weak
and powerless. He leaned towards me and kissed me gently. As we kissed it
became more of a passionate kiss until I was laying on my back with him
leaning over me. Seemingly searching for something in my mouth with his
tongue.
I was nervous, but exited at the same time
"Kristy?"
"Yes Carl? I stammered, having barely recovered form the kiss.
"With Stacy being more interested in women there was something that I could
never get from her. Would you help me get it?"
I remembered the warning earlier and shyly agreed to help him get what ever
it was that he wanted, with out a clue as to what I was. Even in the few
hours I had known this guy I had seen him change from the friendly guy that
I had met at home onto someone who almost terrified me. I didn't think I
would ever see myself in that position especially in a relationship so to
speak. Strangely I was very attracted to him regardless of this. Maybe its
the bad boy image I hear so many women talking about I don't know, I just
know I was drawn to him.
"Kneel here... on the floor," he ordered. He said it quietly but you could
tell it wasn't something I was to say no to. I knew now what it was he
wanted. I don't understand why but I was quite excited and more than
willing to oblige. I was after all here for an experience.
He opened his trousers and pulled my hand towards him. I hesitated, but
soon gripped hold of his more than ample penis and began to fondle
it. Gently at first then more vigorously as it hardened. Once it was at
full capacity I licked my lips to moisten them, leaned down towards it
slowly teasing in my hesitation. Extended my tongue and began to lick his
purple head. I opened my mouth and let the head in still twisting my tongue
around it then a little more, then more, until I had his entire manhood in
my mouth. As I bobbed up and down he began to jerk. I almost thought he was
having a fit when he erupted. The hot salty liquid hit the back of my
throat like a bullet from a gun. His eyes rolled into the back of his head
as I swallowed his load. As if he had been switched off by the mains he
stopped jerking and flopped back onto the bed. I felt quite proud of my
accomplishment, sending him to heaven seemed to satisfy me in an odd way.
"Thanks babe, that was great. Keep it up and we'll get on just fine" We
both lay there for about 20 minutes. He turned to me and asked if I was
hungry.
"Yes I am starving, it's been a long day"
"Its not over yet Hun, there's a Chinese ready meal in the freezer. Put one
in for me while you're at it! Cheers chick"
By this time I was exhausted and just wanted to relax, but I was soon to
realize that I wasn't going to get much chance to relax.
After dinner he got up and went over to the sofa, put his feet up and
switched on the TV with the remote.
"Once you have done the washing up and tidied the kitchen after dinner
bring me a dinner, bring me in a beer babe"
"But I cooked!"
"And I go to work 5 days a week and what do u do?"
"I don't know, I do lots,"
"Like what?"
"Ok, not a lot I guess"
"Well then, as I go to work and provide for the household, you must earn
your keep by looking after me and the house. I guess you're my little
housewife! Ha ha ha"
"Right so u sit in front of a computer all day and press buttons and I stay
at home and do everything?"
"Good. You seem to be getting the idea," he said smugly
"So how longs my beer going to be, are you bringing it or brewing it??"
"Ok I'm going"
I figured out I might as well get on with it. It wasn't a permanent thing
so it would all be over soon. I brought him his beer and sat on the chair
opposite him.
"Come on over here babe, if this is going to work you have to show your
'husband' a little more affection!"
I moved to sit beside him. As I sat he pulled me closer and pushed my head
into his lap. I felt powerless. It was nice to sit down and relax for a
while, even though I didn't like football, which is what he was watching. I
don't recall who was playing due to my lack of attention. While it was on I
was busy processing the days events in my mind.
"Great game, don't you think babe?"
I was startled as he took his attention from the TV.
"Umm yeah I suppose"
"I think we should celebrate!" he said with a huge grin on his face.
"lets go to bed"
"great Idea, I'm exhausted" I replied
"we're going to bed to celebrate not to sleep" he laughed.
I sat up as he stood up. He took me by the hand and pulled me up from the
sofa then guided me to the bedroom. I just followed, sheepishly.
He took off all of his clothes, revealing his strong masculine body and
also his manhood, which I knew from earlier to be quite scary in its size,
and got under the covers.
"What are you waiting for? Get undressed"
"I'm not sure about this," I muttered
"But I thought you wanted an experience?"
"Yes b-but... "
"Come on babe, you seemed happy enough to suck me off earlier. Now its time
to finish the job!"
I figured he was right so I quickly got undressed. Embarrassed by my body
compared to his and the nakedness in general I got into bed and submerged
myself into the bedclothes.
He turned to me, put his strong arms around my waist. Pulling me towards
him he began to kiss me gently, while still strong enough to show that he
was in control.
His hand wandered down my back and onto by bum, where he stopped and
fondled for a while.
I found my hand almost instinctively caressing his pecs, sliding down his
washboard stomach and onto his pride and joy. After groping each other for
a few minutes, my lips left his and began to descend to his neck, then his
chest, down to his stomach. We were both hard and panting very heavily as I
took him into my mouth once more and began to repeat my earlier oral relief
for him.
When he noticed I was hard he looked at me and smiled.
" See its not all that bad. But you wont be needing that while you're
here!"
"Needing what?"
"Your cock babe! You wont be using it"
"Not at all? But how will I come?"
"Look. Kristy, I thought you understood. I'm the man in this. There's only
one cock going to be used in this house, and that's the one your holding -
mine! Yours is now redundant!"
I simply shrugged and nodded in agreement. He continued to play with my
ass as he got up into a kneeling position.
"Turn over" he said as he flipped me onto my stomach and pulled me up by my
waist so I was up on all fours.
"They say this sometimes hurts," he said as he positioned his penis between
the cheeks of my elevated ass.
"Ready or not her I come!"
With that he pushed forward, just penetrating me with his purple head. He
pulled back and pushed again but this time further inside me. Back and
forth, each thrust took him deeper inside me. The pain slowly turned to
pleasure, and what a pleasure it was! I soon found myself pushing back as
he pushed forward in an attempt to get him deeper. It was ecstasy. We
carried on for over forty minutes, while my moans gradually turned into
screams of pleasure. He then increased his speed, as he pumped faster and
faster, then one final furious shove as I felt myself filling up with his
hot come. I was so disappointed when he pulled out but I also welcomed the
chance to catch my breath.
He lay on the bed and I put my head on his chest and snuggled up to him.
"Thanks, that was wonderful" I panted, still a little breathless.
"Wasn't that bad for me either" he retorted.
A strange feeling followed as his juices began to leak from me inside me.
"Change the bed while I have a quick shower Kristy"
I did as he asked, or more accurately ordered. I felt so content and
fulfilled at that point I was more than happy to what he asked of me.
He dried off and got back into the fresh bed and we both fell asleep.
The following day I got up early and made him breakfast in bed. He thanked
me with a kiss, ate his breakfast, and then got up to get ready for work.
As he was leaving the house he said
"I'll be home at about 5:30. Make sure all the cleaning is done and my
dinner should be ready for 6 ok babe"
He kissed me as he left.
I spent the whole day pottering around and cleaning. Not realising how I
was submitting to him so easily. It's amazing what great sex will do huh!
Over the next few weeks' life fell into a routine. Breakfast in bed
followed by a day of cleaning, tea at 6 followed by a blowjob. Some TV then
more cleaning, then to bed for sex then the day would repeat itself. I
rarely even left the house except when he took me out to do the shopping.
I was beginning to get very tired now but tomorrow id be at home with Kelly
and things would be back to normal. I was missing her a lot and after this
experience although nice in a strange kinda way I promised myself to show
her a little more respect when I got home. I couldn't wait to be me again.
The last night wasn't much different except that I had packed my things
ready for the drive home the next day. While we were watching TV Carl got a
text message. His face turned to thunder!
"What's wrong Carl?" I asked being careful not to make myself the brunt of
his rage.
It took him a while to answer.
"It was from Stacy"
"So what's wrong"?
"She says her and Kelly have been getting on so well she's decided to move
in permanently!"
"what?"
Then another text came saying.
"I'll be there tomorrow at ten make sure you're both there, Stacy"
Carl was so angry that night I just went into the kitchen to stay out of
his way and also to take some time to see if I could figure out what the
hell was going on. She couldn't do this to me. I loved Kelly. What would I
do? Where would I go?
10 am finally got here, as did Stacy. She knocked on the door, which I
thought it was a little strange as it was her house too but I let her in
anyway.
We all sat down while Stacy explained that Kelly no longer loved me and how
they wanted to be together. They were to live in our house. She informed me
that she had brought all of my things with her and they were in the car.
She told us how her and Kelly had met several times before and how they had
planned this two weeks 'experience' before it was even mentioned to Carl or
me. It was meant to be to give me a taste of my own medicine and for them
to get a chance to be together.
I had nowhere else to go and was told I was no longer welcome to go
home. Stacy suggested I stay here with Carl.
"But it was only meant to be for 2 weeks!"
"How can you possibly understand what its like to live with a man like you
or Carl for 5 1/2 years in the space of 2 weeks?" she snarled.
"Its been a big game for you up until now but I guess your going to find
out what its like for real. Your only other choice right now is to live on
the streets!"
After a lot of talking crying and sulking we all agreed that it would be
best for me to stat with Carl until I got myself sorted. I couldn't go onto
the streets and I had no other choice. I had lost my girlfriend, my house,
and my car as the house and the car were in here name to save on
insurance. All I had left was my clothes, and Carl. I truly was going to be
dependant on a man.
Then he dropped the bombshell.
"Don't worry Chris. You are not coming out of this relationship with
nothing!"
"No I get a big kick in the teeth" I interrupted sarcastically.
"No. Kelly is 6 months pregnant!"
"What? I'm going to be a dad?"
"Well kind of" she smirked
"What do you mean kind of?"
"Kelly has been thinking about it, and she has decided that she is not
ready to look after kids yet so she's decided to give you full custody!"
My head was swirling by now.
"That's great, but what do you mean by kind of?"
"Well if I know Carl, and I should do by now, he's the man of the house. I
guess that puts you in the role of the woman of the house!"
"Well I s'pose so"
"Well there you go. You'll be more of a mother figure to the baby than a
dad. Carl will no doubt leave you at home to look after the baby and carry
on going to work, in fact he'll probably have to work loads of overtime to
support you all, so you'll be left at home to do the chores, shopping, and
be the housewife and mother figure, so to speak."
I was dumbfounded. My fantasy had turned into a reality but it wasn't
anywhere near as fantastic as it should have been.
Time past, and things began to settle down. At first.
Then came baby. We called her Amy. Life went from hard to almost impossible
for me. Carl still didn't do much around the house and still expected me to
cook, clean and shag and blow on demand, but I also had the demands of a
young baby to contend with. Constant crying, feeding, sleepless nights. I
loved Amy very much but life was hard! I just went through my daily
existence. I say daily existence, as I didn't have much of a life anymore.
I tried to leave Carl a few times, but he would always stop me somehow!
Whether it be a slap or punch and threaten that if I left I would be sorry
or whether it was the fact that I had nowhere to go.
Or maybe I'm still here after 7 years because I have grown to love him I
don't know how to do anything else but to look after my boyfriend and
daughter now.
I never thought I would ever become what I have become! Once a dominating
man, I am now completely dependant and living the role of a housewife and
mother.
I still think of Kelly every day. I wonder why I had to tell her my
fantasies. I miss her still, but now the shoe is on the other foot I
realise how badly I had treated her and I almost understand why she did
this to me. I only have myself to blame.
I guess the moral of this story is that fantasies hardly ever turn out to
be so fantastic in reality. They are generally better kept as just that,
fantasies.
The end
