Asserting Male Dominance - A Husband's Journal
By Beady B.



A husband keeps a journal of his plans to assert himself over his wife to
spice up their sex life.

Read on to see how it works out for him.

Day 1

I read some intriguing articles on the Internet today about spicing up your
sex life by enforcing your will on a wife who has always been hesitant to give
in to new ideas. It explains how the hesitant wife is really needing a
dominant male to bring her out of her shell. The articles guarantee changes in
my sex life and I am very excited about it. I'm developing a plan I will begin
to implement in a day or two, and I decided to keep this journal to document
the fun. I can't wait.

Day 2

The plan: I will start over the next few days by telling Brandi to do more
around the house including things she is used to me doing. I will follow up by
making her stay in her underwear (or less, grin) when inside the house. I will
also demand she shave off her pubic hair and sometimes perform fellatio on
me... two things she has always refused to do. The articles cautioned that she
will obviously refuse at first but that I should continue to demand (not ask)
these things while at the same time explaining how it will greatly improve the
sex for both of us. I am to watch for her to gradually doubt her resistance
and when I can tell she is ready to begin thinking about doing any of it, the
articles state that I should then use mild physical force to enforce my new
policies. It is then that she will likely angrily resist but her sexual
arousal of her domineering husband will overcome her will to resist and a new,
sexually thrilling relationship will begin.

Day 3

I have begun to implement my plan. I didn't do any work around the house
today. Just sat and watched TV after work. Brandi asked if something was
wrong. I said no. She asked if I would do some things to help. I told her that
I'd rather she do it all. She was quiet the rest of the night.

Day 4

When I got home from work, I told Brandi I had decided that laundry, dishes,
cooking, etc. was her job and she would be doing it from now on. Surprise,
surprise... we got into a big fight. I just laughed at all her arguments. I
again did nothing but watch a movie after going out for fast food. We went to
bed without talking.

Day 5

Today I told her about her staying undressed around the house... she refused
to undress, which I expected. I followed quickly with the information that I
am going to require her to keep her pussy shaved as the hairlessness
represents the weaker member of the relationship. I of course added that she
must begin performing oral sex for me when I want it. She replied by saying
that she didn't know what had gotten into me but that it needed to change. She
wouldn't even go near the kitchen. Fast food a second night.

Day 6

Nothing new tonight except for her reactions. I reminded her of her new
duties. She quietly ignored me.

Day 7

Same thing... I am carefully watching for any signs of her wavering. Four days
with no sex and lots of anticipation, and I am about ready to use the physical
force whether she wavers or not. lol

My balls feel so heavy. I don't know if I'll sleep a wink tonight.

Day 8

HUGE breakthrough! When I came home from work, Brandi was in a white, ribbed
tank top and small, white cotton panties. She wasn't wearing a bra so her
small firm breasts and perky nipples were outlined dramatically. My penis felt
like it was going to tear though my jeans! She had fixed a nice dinner but
acted quiet, as if she was nervous about what I had planned for her as we sat
down and ate. After dinner she cleaned the table and was by the sink. I
decided to make my move. I came up behind her, grabbed her shoulders and spun
her around quickly, leaning her back against the counter. I pressed against
her whole body with mine and began to kiss her forcefully. She separated just
long enough to ask me to wait. She told me she understands what I want from
her but she just needs a day or to more to accept it. This is too good to be
true! Brandi is becoming the obedient wife I never thought I would have. After
seeing her like this tonight, I want to cum so badly but I'm not about to ruin
the next day or two with her by masturbating now.

Day 9

I don't know where to start... things have changed. When I woke up this
morning, I was naked and had a metal chastity device covering my penis and
encircling the base of my scrotum. Brandi was standing over me at the end of
the bed in a t-shirt and shorts. She had her arms crossed. I can't figure out
how she got me stripped and got the device on me without me waking up. She
must have drugged me or something. As I reached down to try to remove the
device she quickly warned me to stop. She picked up an identical device that
was fastened on to a fake penis and scrotum. She pulled fairly hard on it as
if she were trying to remove it. It suddenly activated something and wires on
the device constricted quickly, almost immediately severing both the fake
penis and testicles. She explained that if the device is tampered with at all,
it would activate. She is the only one who can remove the device and if
anything happens to her the device would activate after a few days. She told
me my chore for today was just to wear the device wherever I wanted and report
back to her this evening. I have never felt this way... I am angry and
humiliated, with a feeling of total helplessness... not to mention the fact
that I am extremely sexually frustrated. I don't know what I'm going to do.

Day 10

I didn't sleep last night. I had waited for sex on purpose assuming that by
now, I would be controlling the "when and where" of our sex life. My balls
ache. I need to cum so badly. Although I slept in pajama bottoms Brandi made
me remove them and stay naked all day inside the house. I called in sick but
Brandi made me actually quit my job today. It doesn't matter to her because
her mom is a multi-millionaire divorcee and we've always had all the money we
need. Brandi also made me call her mom and tell her exactly what had
happened... she laughed at me over the phone and told me I got what I
deserved. I am so humiliated. Brandi found this journal on my laptop today and
is now overseeing/editing my journal entries. She tells me if I'm a good boy
tomorrow I may get to cum.

Day 11

A large package was delivered today. It is a large, rectangle steel rack with
hooks near each corner. I cleaned the house, did laundry, cleaned the
bathroom, cooked three meals and did the dishes today... naked, under Brandi's
strict supervision. I am as sexually aroused as I have ever been. She told me
I get the device removed tonight as soon as she secures me to the new steel
rack. At this point the rack doesn't bother me. All I care about is relief for
my aching testes.

Day 12

I feel deceived and am helpless to do anything about it. She handcuffed my
hands and feet to the rack last night and removed the chastity device, as she
said she would. I had thought that she was going to allow me to cum since I
had worked so hard. Instead, she laid the rack down and made me lay all night,
spread eagled, attached to the rack. My penis was rock hard for most of the
night. It would slowly wilt, as if to rest for short moments and then
immediately start pulsing into erection again as soon as it touched my
extremely sensitive scrotum. She took pictures and video of me in this state
as I begged her to stop, blushing with embarrassment. This morning, I panicked
as there was a knock at the door. There was nothing I could do as Brandi
opened the door and led two attractive young women back to where I lay. They
had a device with them I didn't recognize, but I soon learned what it was.
After hours of semi-painful treatment, I am now permanently hairless from the
neck down. The three of them giggled excitedly as they covered me in baby oil
and Brandi took more pictures and video.

Day 13

I spent all night crying in between bouts of fitful sleep. Brandi put me back
in the chastity device. Today she laid out some plans for me. It is now, not
only my duty to handle all chores for the house, but I am to perform
cunnilingus on her whenever and wherever she wishes. She took off my device
after putting me in the rack again. She stripped down until she was in nothing
but a ribbed tank top and masturbated inches from my face until her juices
were dripping down the inside of her thighs, then she used my face to get
herself off, rubbing her still hairy, though nicely trimmed pussy forcefully
over my mouth or nose as I tried unsuccessfully to keep her juices out of my
mouth.

Day 14

I finally got to cum today. It was humiliating. Brandi put me on the rack and
removed the chastity device. She then had fifteen of her closest friends over.
They laughed at my predicament and verbally abused me, making fun of my
helplessness, my hairlessness and the size of my penis. I was so emotionally
affected by the last few days that I wept openly in front of all of them as
Brandi slowly began to give me a hand job. She stopped repeatedly if I was
getting close to orgasm. The hand job lasted about twenty minutes, but for me
it seemed like hours. She finally laid the rack back and aimed my erection
toward my face as she finished me off. When I finally came, it was by far the
most intense thing I have ever come close to experiencing. I began moaning and
grunting as waves of impending orgasm began to hit me. My eyes got wide in a
mix of pain, yet intense pleasure and my mouth flew open as I began climaxing.
My loud, "AAAGGHHHHH AAAGGHHHH" panting sounds turned quickly to gurgling as
my cum sprayed all over my face and filled my mouth. I had to have spewed five
times the amount of semen as I ever have in the past. My mouth was full and
almost every inch of my face covered before the orgasm even began to fade. My
male pride had become nonexistent. I cried in relief in front of all of them
as I thanked Brandi over and over for letting me cum. They all just laughed
and berated me more. They all got to feel me up as woman took turns bathing
me. By the time they left, I was rock hard again.

Day 15

I spent last night on the rack. Brandi told me she was keeping me on it and
that I could rest without performing housework for few days, although I am
still required to orally satisfy her during that time. At the same time, she
showed me a list of more responsibilities she would be adding to my routine
soon, including doing household chores in the nude for her friends and family,
as well as performing oral sex for whomever she allows. She also is creating a
women-only website to share pictures and videos of me and of our new lifestyle
to help other women "take their rightful place over their boyfriends and
husbands." This afternoon I heard her in the next room, speaking on the phone.
My heart sank as I realized she was speaking with the three girlfriends and
the wife of the only four guys I consider real friends. She shared with them
what she had done to me and was going to help them do the same to my friends
over the next few days. These friends were possibly my last real hope of
getting out of this mess, and now I was helpless to stop them from ending up
just like I have. Strangely, my already erect penis became even harder and
began to throb as I came to the realization that in the next week or so, each
of my friends would likely be tricked, stripped and humiliated... ending up in
the same naked, hairless, helpless, sexually frustrated state I have.

When Brandi came back in the room, I begged her to leave my friends alone and
that if she did, I would do anything she wanted me to do. She smiled slightly,
cupped my testicles with her hand and squeezed gently then said, "You're so
cute... you already WILL do anything I tell you. And just so you know, your
friends are only the beginning." Then she walked out of the room, giggling.

Brandi told me as she got me ready for bed that after I spend the night in the
rack, my device goes back on. She also let me know the she's expecting her
mother and sixteen year-old sister to visit for a week, starting tomorrow. She
then left to go over to my friends house to assist his girlfriend with "her
project."

My life has changed so much in the past two weeks. Those articles guaranteed
changes in my sex life. They weren't wrong.