My Hidden Life Exposed

Being discovered

"Rule 6. - Ask for permission before you cum", I read quietly.

"How did I get here again?", I thought to myself.

"Read louder", his voice boomed.

Trembling I picked the paper up and continued.

"Rule 7. - The proper position is on your knees", I read louder. I could feel wetness collecting in my slit, slowly oozing out to make my panties damp.

"Rule 8. - You will wear thongs or g-strings at all times." I read, my panties feeling wetter, my breathing was quickening, I could feel my excitement rising. I scanned the page, there were twenty-four "House rules" on this page. "How long did it take him to come up with these?" I thought to myself.

"Rule #8 may be excused for your time of the month.", he interrupted in a commanding tone. My breath shuddered slightly.

I'm not sure if it's reading the rules out loud, or it's his interjections in this new commanding tone that is affecting me like this. Either way there's a side of me that is scared out of my mind to embark on this journey, but there is also a side of me that is excited and trying to reassure and suppress that other side.

"Rule 9. - Worship the cock", I confidently but questioningly read.

"Why the tone?", he inquired. "Do you feel that you cannot comply with rule #9?"

"No...", I timidly replied.

"No?" he boomed. "No.. what?, have you forgotten rule #3?"

I quickly went back to the top of the page and scanned rule #3, "No Sir!", I quickly replied.

"That's better", he calmly replied. "I know this will take some adjustment on your part."

"This has been an adjustment for me." he shared in a quieter voice, "I didn't know for sure this is what you needed, until just a few months ago when I made my discovery". 

He's not looking in my direction, instead he's looking off into the next room, but I'm not sure he sees the room. He seems to be staring off into what he sees in his mind. It's then that I notice he's balled up his fist that his sitting on his thigh. I can see his chest rising and falling quickly, his nostrils flaring, and then just as quickly as he became to be in this agitated state, he's now letting go of a deep breath, and his fist loosens.

"You want... no need this, don't you?" he questions.

I sit there for a second or two, thinking. I've craved the submission I once felt, the dominant in control of me. I've just never been sure how to ask my husband to fill this role.

"continue..", he once again commands.

"Rule 10. - When being spanked for being naughty, count.", I read. The words while simple, carry great meaning. I feel my heart surge.

The few times I've asked to be spanked over the years when we've had sex, have caused me to be very aroused. When the hand would come crashing down on my ass cheek, I could feel my pussy gush with liquid. He would always remark after spanking me, on how wet my pussy would be. Yet he never associated the spanking with my aroused state.

"You like to be spanked, don't you?" he softly inquired, then he looks my way. Yet there is a glimmer in his eye I've never noticed.

I nod my head yes, "Yes, sir." replying confidently.

"Rule 11. - Be naughty", I read trying to hold back a giggle.

"If you're good all of the time, there wouldn't be a reason to be spanked?" He says.

"I guess not..."

"Rule 12 - Be playful, respectful and grateful"

"As time goes on we'll develop some definition around some that. I think you understand respectful now" He explains.
The gravity of that statement falls on me like a ton of bricks. I can feel tears filling my eyes. I wasn't respectful. I vowed to be faithful to him. He's my husband. Yet, late one night my urges got the better of me and I decided there wouldn't be any harm in contacting an old boyfriend. I never meant for the conversation to turn sexual, yet it did. I just never thought my husband would discover it. I only talked with a few times over that year-long period. Most nights, weeks my husband satisfied my desires, but occasionally after he would cum and I wouldn't that fire within would rage and this is when I'd check to see if 'he' was around to talk.