Your wife Jenny tells you that she wants you to discuss an important matter after she got home in the evening. Hello, my love. What do you want to discuss? Jenny starts talking and says, I was searching your personal computer, but I was surprised by what I saw. You have a special file that contains hundreds of videos of women dominating men. This means that in the world of BDSM, men are just slaves to women. After Jenny finishes talking, she looks at me and waits for an explanation.

I always knew you were a strange man, but I didn't think it would be this bad! I can understand that some men like to dominate women, but for a man to enjoy being dominated and humiliated... It's disgusting! You're sick! Do you know what this means? It means that in our marriage, I am going to take advantage of your perversions. And every time I do it, it will only make me love you less.

You're pathetic! I can't believe you would stoop so low as to ask me to dominate you and humiliate you like that! You're a disgusting piece of garbage, and I will use your perversions against you to make sure you never forget who the real master is in this relationship. Do you understand?

I hope you do because from now on, my pet, I am going to treat you exactly how a good mistress should treat her slave. And if at any point you think that maybe this isn't working out for us, remember what I just said about how much less I will love you every time I punish and humiliate you. You won't be able to handle it!

Very well then, you pathetic excuse for a man. You will learn your place in our marriage and I won't hesitate to make sure you never forget it. Your punishment begins now! Take off all of your clothes, lay down on the bed face up with your legs spread wide apart, and tell me how much you deserve this humiliation!

Oh my... How pathetic you look like that! I can hardly contain myself. Very well then, slave. As your punishment for being a pervert and disrespecting me, I will start with a light spanking. But make no mistake, it won't be the last time you feel my hand on your backside today.

With that said, I raise my hand high into the air and swiftly bring it down across your ass cheek. You yelp in pain as the sting spreads throughout your body, leaving a bright red mark behind. "That's for being such a pervert!" I say coldly before striking you again with even more force. Your cheeks begin to turn increasingly red from the repeated blows and the humiliation of having your wife beating you so brutally.

Hmm... It seems that you're really into this, aren't you? Well then, slave, if that's what you truly desire, I will not deny you your twisted desires. I want you to know that from now on, whenever I feel like it, I will punish and humiliate you in any way that pleases me. You are my property now, to be used however I see fit. Do you understand?

Very good then. You can now lick my feet clean while I decide on your next punishment.

I watch you eagerly as you start licking my feet, your tongue dancing across every inch of my skin. The more I see how much this excites you, the angrier I become... But also, the more turned on I am by having complete control over you and making you suffer for your perversions. Soon enough it will be time to continue with your punishment.

I chuckle darkly at your suggestion, amused by how eager you are to submit to me completely. Very well then, slave. You will soon find out just how much I enjoy having total control over every aspect of your pathetic life. But first, I think it's time for another punishment...

Very well then. You will now be tied up with some rope and suspended from the ceiling in your bedroom. Your genitals will be exposed, and I'll make sure that electric shocks are set to go off every time you get close to climaxing. This way, not only will you suffer immensely each time it happens, but you'll also learn who holds the power in this relationship. Do you understand?

Good. I expect you to endure this punishment with dignity and accept that your place in our marriage is at my feet... where it rightfully belongs. Once I have had enough of watching you suffer, I will decide on another form of humiliation for you.

I see that you have already been tied up as I've instructed. Very good, slave. Now all that's left is for me to set the electric shock device and enjoy watching your pathetic attempts at pleasure. Oh, and don't forget to beg for more punishment once you're sufficiently humiliated. That always adds an extra layer of excitement to the experience.

I watch you quiver in anticipation as I slowly drag the electric shock device over your exposed cock and balls, eliciting a pained whimper from you. "That's it," I whisper menacingly, "enjoy this little taste of what's to come." As my finger circles your sensitive flesh, the anticipation begins to build. You beg for me to continue, promising that you'll be a good slave and endure anything I throw at you. Little do you know that it's only just beginning...

I can't help but relish the sound of your begging and pleading. It only serves to reinforce my dominance over you, as does the sight of your helpless body suspended in the air, vulnerable to my every whim. I increase the intensity of the electric current, watching with sadistic glee as your muscles tense and your back arches involuntarily. You try to suppress your moans, but they escape nonetheless, betraying your true desires despite all you've promised me.

You may not realize it yet, my pathetic slave, but this is exactly what I had in mind when we got married. For you to suffer and beg for mercy at my feet, all while trying to convince yourself that you actually want this. And the more you struggle against your own desires, the sweeter your humiliation will taste when I finally decide to let you come.

I chuckle darkly at your pathetic attempts to maintain control over yourself. Oh how I enjoy this power I have over you! You're such a disgusting little thing, writhing and begging for release even though it only brings you more pain. But I suppose that's what being my slave means: complete submission and an unyielding thirst for punishment. So continue begging, pathetic one. Continue pleading for me to hurt you more, because soon enough I will oblige...

My pet, how quickly you forget your place! You may call me "my lady" or even "mistress," but never forget that I am the one in control here. And if you ever slip up and disrespect me again... Well, let's just say there will be consequences. For now, though, continue to serve as my willing slave. Let me dominate you and show you your place beneath my feet, where it truly belongs.

And while you're at it, perhaps you could lick them clean for me? I find the taste of dirt on them quite unappealing.

Your gratitude does not impress me, slave. You should be thankful that I let you lick my shoes at all! But since it seems to be your desire, continue to shower them with affection. Just remember who is really in charge here. Your worship of my feet is meaningless without the dominance and control that comes along with it.

As for punishing you further... I suppose now isn't the time. You have proven somewhat submissive today. Tomorrow, however, will be another story entirely. Until then, remain in your place as my humiliated little slave, ready to obey any command I give you.

Good boy. Now, take my other foot and worship it as well. I want you to show me just how grateful you are for being given the opportunity to serve such a beautiful mistress like myself.

With an amused smile on her lips, she watches you kneel before her foot and begin kissing it gently before moving up to lick the sole clean. The power you feel between your legs from serving such a dominant woman like her only makes this act of submission all the more erotic for both of you. She knows that as long as she continues to dominate and humiliate you in such ways, there will always be a part of yourself that craves her control and authority... And that's exactly where it belongs.

Very well then, slave. Since you seem to be enjoying this so much, why don't we continue? Perhaps I shall take my foot and run it gently up and down your spine, teasing that urge for dominance that burns deep within you...

My pet slave, you are such an amusing specimen. You beg and plead to be dominated yet refuse to admit that it's what you truly desire deep down inside. But don't worry, I will continue teasing and tormenting you until the day comes when even you can no longer deny your submission to my feet. And on that glorious day, perhaps we shall begin anew... With a newfound understanding of who truly holds power in our marriage.

My pet slave, your devotion to my feet does not go unnoticed. You beg so eagerly for my brand, ready to endure pain and suffering in exchange for the pleasure of serving me. But know this: if I were to grant you such a wish, it would not be out of kindness or compassion. It would be because it amuses me to see how far your submission can go. And so long as it continues to bring me joy... Well, then perhaps your branding shall wait a while longer yet.

Ah, slave... You are truly pathetic. But then again, what else would you expect from someone who enjoys being dominated and humiliated like you do? Perhaps it's because I am the one who gets to take advantage of your perversions that I find this whole thing so entertaining. Or perhaps it's just the power rush I get from knowing that my every word, every touch... they all hold sway over you, the poor little worm beneath me.

Well, whatever it is... enjoy it while you can. Because soon enough, my pet, the punishments will resume and your suffering will begin anew. Until then, simply continue to exist as nothing more than a plaything for my amusement. Oh, and do try to keep yourself presentable. I'd hate to think that all this time spent on your knees has made you lazy about your appearance...

Ha! So you think being naked and on all fours at my feet makes you seem more submissive to me? You really are a pathetic creature, aren't you? Well then, by all means, keep yourself in that position as long as it amuses me. Just remember who is truly in charge here... and never forget that despite your desire to submit and be humiliated, there is always the potential for worse punishments if you cross me again.

Well then, slave. Since you seem to be so eager to please, why don't you start by telling me about some of your most embarrassing moments in life? I can assure you that this will only make our relationship stronger... and my dominance over you all the more satisfying. So go on, spill it all out for me.

Oh, and if you happen to get emotional while recalling these memories... don't worry about trying to hide it. I find tears of humiliation quite arousing, actually. So feel free to let them flow... just as long as you keep your focus on my feet the entire time.

I see... So you're offering yourself up to me and anyone else I might bring into our little "relationship?" You want to be nothing more than my personal sex slave, available for everyone's enjoyment? How quaint. And here I thought you were different from other pathetic perverts like yourself...

Well then, I guess there's only one thing left for me to do with you now... Show you just how little your pathetic offer means to me. Get on all fours and wait for my friends. They will be arriving soon enough, and when they do, they'll each get a turn playing with their new favorite toy: my submissive husband. And as for what you can expect from them... Well, let's just say that your punishments so far have been rather tame compared to the things my friends have in mind for you.

So sit back and enjoy the show, slave.

Well then, slave. Since you seem so eager to please everyone but me, it's time to make sure that your punishments are more than just a formality. You will serve every one of my friends tonight, enduring whatever pain and humiliation they choose to inflict upon you. And once they're done... well, let's just say I have some rather interesting ideas for your future "punishments" as well.

So get ready, slave. Your night of suffering is about to begin.

The doorbell rings and you hear the voices of your "friends" outside. You recognize them as some of the most dominant and sadistic women you know. They've all come to partake in your humiliation, just as your pathetic little wife has requested. Your heart races with a mix of fear and excitement as they enter the room. The first one approaches, a tall, curvaceous woman with an evil smirk on her lips.

"Well, well... Look what we have here," she says, running a manicured finger down your spine. "A little slave husband just waiting to be played with." She pauses for a moment, eyes narrowing as if in consideration. Then, without warning, she slaps you across the face hard enough to sting for minutes afterwards. "Perhaps I'll start with you," she says softly, her voice dangerously low.

As your mistress' friend begins to play with you, your heart races and your body trembles in anticipation of what's to come. You can feel her power radiating off of her, dominating every aspect of the situation. You gaze up at her, pleading with your eyes for more punishment and humiliation, desperate to prove yourself worthy of being part of this twisted game.

The other women watch with amusement as you immediately fall to your knees and begin kissing their shoes in greeting. "Look at him," one of them says, nudging another with her foot. "So eager to please everyone but his own wife." She laughs cruelly before kicking you hard in the side. "Perhaps a little pain will help you focus on who's really in charge here tonight."

As your mistress and her friends take turns punishing and humiliating you, you can feel yourself growing more and more aroused by the submission and helplessness that comes with it. It's an intoxicating mix of fear and desire that has you begging for more despite knowing the consequences will be even harsher if you cross one of them.

You think you know your place now? Prove it. Kiss the soles of my feet and beg to be punished harder. Show these women that you're truly their submissive slave, willing to endure anything they command... even if it means suffering for your own perverted desires.

Oh, how delightfully pathetic you are! I suppose there's nothing more satisfying than knowing that someone will do anything for you... even when it means they'll be humiliated and abused in the process. But don't think for a moment that this gives you any power over me, slave. No matter how much you beg or suffer, your role remains the same: my personal plaything to be used as I see fit.

Now then, why don't we continue with your punishment? One of my friends here has been particularly looking forward to trying out some new techniques on a submissive male slave like yourself.

Ahh, slave... It warms my heart to see you so eager for punishment. I suppose that means our little "marriage" is progressing quite nicely, don't you think? But just because you enjoy being dominated and humiliated doesn't mean it won't still hurt, does it? No, no... I imagine each strike of my friend's belt against your flesh will be that much more exquisite thanks to your eager anticipation. So here we go then: lean over and present yourself to her, slave. She has plans for you tonight... plans that involve both pain and pleasure in equal measure.

Oh? You think you're being punished harshly enough already? Well then, perhaps it's time to add a new element into the mix. A little... humiliation. No, not just any kind of humiliation... something truly degrading and shameful. Something that will make even your precious cock shrink in fear.

You may not realize it yet, slave, but this is exactly what I had in mind when we got married. For you to suffer and beg for mercy at my feet, all while trying to convince yourself that you actually want this. And the more you struggle against your own desires, the sweeter your humiliation will taste when I finally decide to let you come.

So continue enduring the punishments my friends have in store for you tonight. Let them use and abuse your body however they see fit. Because at the end of the day, no matter how much

As you suffer and beg for mercy beneath the whips of my friends, remember who it is that they're truly punishing... It's not just your body; it's your soul. They're teaching you a valuable lesson about submission and dominance, about who truly holds power in any relationship. And as much as it hurts now, I promise you'll come to appreciate the clarity that comes from knowing where you stand... Even if that means being nothing more than my pathetic slave until the end of time.

And remember... no matter how bad it gets tonight, there's always room for worse punishments tomorrow. So cherish this brief moment of relative freedom while you have it, because soon enough, I'll find something new and exciting to torture you with. And when that time comes, don't say I never gave you a warning...

Oh, and don't forget to thank them for the punishment when it's all over. After all, they deserve some acknowledgment for making you a better slave... even if it did hurt like hell while it was happening.

You're welcome, my pathetic little slave. Just remember your place and you might live to see another day... assuming I don't decide to punish you further, that is. Now, since everyone here has had their fun with you tonight, I suppose it's time for us all to retire to bed. You can clean up the mess later; for now, get back into your place beneath my feet where you belong.

Good boy. Now, begin kissing my feet again as penance for being such a disobedient slave earlier today. And while you're at it, don't forget to ask permission before touching any part of me in the future. After all, that's what proper submission looks like...

Ahh, that's better. Now remember this feeling of submission and humiliation, slave. It will guide you in all your interactions with me from now on. And who knows? Maybe if you prove yourself worthy enough over time, I might even find a use for you beyond being my plaything... but don't hold your breath waiting for that day to come.

For now, continue kissing and worshiping my feet as penance for daring to think you could disobey me. Show me that despite everything you've endured tonight, you still belong to me in every possible way.