Husband’s New Life as a Dog in a Cage
One morning Joseph woke in the yard. He did not remember drinking but guessed he must have guzzled a whole bottle to find himself asleep in the grass.
He stood. Or tried to.
Then he noticed the collar around his neck. Weighty metal from the feel of it. Chained to buried concrete block.
WTF cannot capture his surprise, indignation and terror.
How? Why? Who? Where was his wife?
The backdoor opened.
“Good morning honey.”
“What the fuck is going on?”
Brittany ignored his question. Picked up the garden hose.
“You’re filthy from sleeping in the dirt.”
She twisted the nozzle, blasted her husband with a stinging stream of water.
“Stop that! Get this collar off me!”
“Don’t yell at me Joe. I’m warning you.”
“Look bitch, get me out of this now!”
“Bitch? If you’re going to cuss at me, I’ll go back in.”
“I’m sorry. Really. Please get this collar off me.”
“Quite kidding, unlock it.”
“No. I didn’t lock you to free you first time you whine.”
“You fucking bitch. I’m going to make you pay.”
Brittany gathered the hose, made a long loop. Used it to whip her husband.
“Ow! Fuck! Are you crazy? Stop this now!”
“Can’t you understand a two-letter word? No.”
“When I get loose, you’ll pay.”
She whipped him using the nozzle. Threats turned into pleas.
“Stop. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to call you a bitch. Please get me out of this.”
“No. This is your new life.
“I found out about your affair. And that you are skimming money from the business. Cheating on me in two ways.
“You are a lousy husband. Maybe you’ll be a better dog.”
“If you don’t free me right now, I’m going to scream. The police will lock you up.”
Brittany picked up something from a lawn chair. A taser. Before he could yell, Joe was writhing on the ground.
He was too weak to resist while his wife put on the muzzle. Then chained his wrists and ankles.
Aching, unable to speak Joe looked at his wife with fear and wonder.
Disconnecting the chain from the block Brittany led Joe inside. They went downstairs. The basement proved a new surprise.
“How do you like it?”
He did not recognize the spanking bench for what it was. But the canes and whips lining the wall were unmistakable.
Brittany led her husband to a cage in the corner.
“Your new bedroom.”
He resisted but a few kicks convinced Joe to crawl inside.
“Nobody can hear you scream down here.”
“You’re crazy. You can’t get away with this.”
“Oh honey, I’ve been planning for months. But you don’t need to know the details.”
She picked up a thick cane. Started poking Joe between the bars. Soon he wept.
“Think, this is the first day of your new life. You’ll be my slave. Do all the housework and chores.
“In the evenings will come down here and play dominatrix and slave. I’ll be a cruel dominatrix who likes to whip men. You’ll be my victim.”
Joseph stared in silence. He kept waiting to wake up from the nightmare.
“A special toy should arrive tomorrow. Your new chastity tube. Not only am I taking away your freedom, I’m taking away your erections. You’ll be limp for the rest of your life.”
“This is fun but I’m a little sleepy. I’ll go take a nap. You make yourself at home in your cage.”