Novel & Cerita Submissive Wife Training

Clothes: During the Term, the Submissive will wear clothing only approved by the Dominant. The Dominant will provide a clothing budget for the Submissive, which the Submissive shall utilize. The Dominant shall accompany the Submissive to purchase clothing on an ad hoc basis. If the Dominant so requires, the Submissive shall during the Term any adornments the Dominant shall require, in the presence of the Dominant and any other time the Dominant deems fit. Exercise: The Dominant shall provide the Submissive with a personal trainer four times a week in hour-long sessions at times to be mutually agreed between the personal trainer and the Submissive. The personal trainer will report to the Domi

“Or something. I require a specific demeanor from you. That I won’t apologize for doing. I have my own kinks. You fit them well. I love how you respond, and I don’t have a problem training or dominating you. So, it’s perfect that I plan to keep you. You also need someone to control you, or you’ll self-destruct. You’re lucky. I won’t allow you to do that, but I’m happy to help you change.” “So, to love and cherish, wait I had to say obey. Damn it, how did I miss that?” Merina said. She frowned at him. Conner smiled. He hadn’t. The place still insisted on a woman’s subservience to her husband. “It should be to obey and accept punishment as a sex slave.” “Hm. Sounds good to me. There’s a lot mo

"Cassie, don't worry. Men make mistakes all the time. My friend runs a training center that specializes in correcting disobedient men. "Sheila's husband used to mess around constantly. After spending seven days there, he couldn't even stand the sight of another woman." Cassandra was displeased. "Don't compare my husband to trash like them. He wouldn't betray me. He was just misled and had a rebellious bout." Xavier nodded eagerly. "You're right, Cassie. I misspoke. But don't worry. Leave him with me for seven days, and you'll have your obedient Harvey back."

I love moments like these. It’s like high octane for me. Having complete control of a submissive woman is my drug of choice. Trust is the key. I’ll train Angelique to comply with my every demand. In time it’ll be automatic, like a reflex. During sex I want her to be all instinct and raw, primitive desire. “Not yet,” I say. “Soon. You’re doing very well,” I coax and soothe her. I may sound insensitive when I say this, but that is the art of training, much like with a dog, you need to withhold the treat long enough in order to get what you want and then offer it as a reward.

If the Submissive is upset about anything, it's more advisable she keeps quiet or face the consequences of being spanked twenty times. 4. The Submissive is to show her appreciation by saying “thank you” after every reward or punishment. 5. The Submissive cannot under no circumstances touch herself, alone or otherwise, without asking permission from her master. She snorted slightly, still hiding behind the files. “You have just five minutes to get this done with.” I was warned . I'm not going to watch her read the rest, which includes rules as a wife and how she's expected to act in public. She will have that to brood over by herself.

He wanted to bark at me, hit me if possible but the situation he was in had him shamefully and angrily doing as I demanded. If anyone was passing by or looking from the windows, I would be the latest gossip as the first woman to have Lord Alfred bow his head in submission like the dog I was going to train him to be. He lacked respect for his family, his wife, his children and worst my husband and myself so it was time I taught him the master he should be wagging his tail to. “You may leave.” I said as I turned my back and walked away. I wanted to have a look at his face after humiliating him in front of the few maids that appeared but then that could always happen another time.

“Get up, woman.’ he ordered hoarsely. Raising my head, I stared at him in bewilderment. Lowering his voice so that I was the only one who could hear him, he growled, ‘I am taking you to the washroom. I need to put my co*k in you, where it belongs and teach you a few tricks. And while we are about it, I need to tutor you on obedience, little wife.’ He stood up and I rose to my feet, knowing that he meant what he was saying. My breathing was swifter and I knew I was getting aroused just by seeing the determined look on my husband’s face. He was going to make good on his threat. And I longed for it. Truly, being pregnant made my hormones go wild, I thought hysterically. I simply could not have

He decided to start her training with service and then he would train her in the bedroom as that will be the most painful for her and unless he called Alpha Remington and got him to renounce his ownership of her, she will always see the act of any sexual encounter as painful. She will do it as ordered, but will always suffer. He steps around her and heads into the sitting room, sits down on one of the couches and then waits. He smiles when she comes out in a light blouse and a long skirt. She walks around the couch and kneels in front of him with her head down. “Good. Now, do you know how to cook and clean?” “Yes, sir.”

"One who, by the way, has piqued the interest of some men who want to know how she's getting private lessons from the consultants. It seems there's a bet that, since she's a fragile and delicate woman, you don't want anyone to make fun of her or harm her." I furrowed my brow because it was an outright lie. He, on the other hand, burst out laughing as if that was nothing more than absurd. Both of us knew about my wife's growth in just a few days. She was disciplined, attentive, focused, and keen on the corrections she received, so not only did the warm-up end much earlier than it could have, but she was already absorbing relatively new content and participating in kata lessons, which turned o

"I was making you think you had to so I could test the level of your submissiveness." "Domina?" She turned to face me inquisitively. I kissed her. "Knowing how proud you were of your gold star lesbian status, I decided to test your submissiveness by preparing you to fuck my Master and telling you how you must. I knew you wouldn't be able to withstand the Slave Trainer all night and you'd break down. Unless you used your safe word to back out, I wanted to know how far you'd be willing to go." "So you shaved me and cleansed me for nothing?"