Share My Location Ch. 01 (mf)(cheating)

The third episode of Married by Monday drifted into the fourth, but neither Chloe or Clark noticed. The trashy reality TV show was just background noise for them. They were engrossed in their phone screens instead. Chloe had been flipping through video after video and Clark had gone through the rotation of every social media app on his phone several times and had run out of things to see. Even so, he kept refreshing only to have the same tweets load again and again.

It had been an awful day at work and as soon as Clark arrived home, he had collapsed on the couch and entered a vegetative state. They hadn’t said much to each other other than the perfunctory run downs of their days. They had been married over fifteen years and by this point nearly every silence was a comfortable one.

A notification popped up on Clark’s phone. It was from his Fantasy Sports app. It said, “New Message from AuburnFan78!” Clark glanced over at Chloe. She was still engrossed in her phone and wasn’t paying attention to him. Not that she would have paid any attention to the notification. It was designed to fly under her radar. She would see just another message from one of the guys in his fantasy football league. It would barely even register in her mind. That’s why he had Alicia message him on that app.

On Lila’s Leash (femdom)(mind control)(humiliation)

Author’s Note: If you read my Obedient series, this is gonna be very similar. I wanted to try the concept out with different characters who have a different relationship dynamic. This story is pretty heavy on the humiliation side, so if that’s not something you’re interested in, consider yourself warned. Thank you for reading!

All I did was ask Lila what she was making for dinner. Looking back now, that was a mistake. She was sitting next to me on the couch and I was in the middle of a game. I pulled my headset down to ask her what she planned on making for dinner. Without saying anything, she got up went to the kitchen.

She was obviously pissed off, but I barely gave it a thought. Let her be mad. It’s how it had always been between us. I wore the pants in the relationship. I was the king of the castle. If I told her to go make dinner, I expected her to do it. Lila had never had a problem with it. I was under the impression that she wanted to be with a real man. I paid the bills so she didn’t have to work. All that I asked in return was that she cook, clean, and get down on her knees when I asked. Up until that night I thought we had a great thing going. She was a perfect, little housewife for me and an even better slut in bed. I couldn’t have asked for more.

Obedient Ch. 3 (femdom)(mind control)(humiliation)

Author’s Note: I’m going to start putting a disclaimer before these stories. This series leans into the humiliation aspects of femdom and mind control stories. This chapter is no more intense than the previous ones, but if that isn’t something you want to read, you should back out now.

By the time Sophie came downstairs, it was almost noon. She looked like she had just woken up in her sweatpants and cropped t-shirt. For the entire night, I had been standing in the corner of the room unable to move. Every muscle in my body ached for release. I had made the mistake of begging Sophie for more than the reward she was offering. As a punishment she turned me into a lamp and left me there until morning. My wife is borderline omnipotent. Anything she tells me to do is an irresistible command. So when she told me to be a floor lamp for her, I was unable to do anything but silently stand in the corner of our living room.

Obedient Chapter 2: Getting Off Easy (femdom)(humiliation)(mind control)

I peeked out the window at every opportunity waiting for Sophie’s arrival. I had run out of obvious things to clean hours ago. Every floor in the house had been vacuumed and every surface dusted. The bathroom and kitchen were both spotless. I had long since fluffed every pillow and lit candles in the bedroom. By the time 2 AM rolled around, I was reduced to straightening the glasses and mugs in the cabinets so they all lined up perfectly. Hopefully, Sophie would be home soon. I felt like I had cleaned enough that she would take pity on me and let me get some sleep.

The reason I was meticulously cleaning our house late into the night was simply because Sophie had told me to. My wife has the ability to bend everyone around her to her will. If she tells you to do something, you have no choice but to do it. So when she told me before she left that I had to strip naked except for a pair of her dirty panties and spend the night cleaning every inch of our home until she returned, that’s exactly what I did. She was punishing me for stepping out of line, but I knew I was getting off easy. Sophie could do much worse if she were really pissed off.

Obedient (femdom)(mind control)(humiliation)

My breath caught in my throat when Sophie walked down the stairs. I had never seen her in a dress like that. It was blue. It hugged every curve and it barely covered her ass cheeks. I know I must have looked dumb standing there with my mouth hanging open and my mind rebooting, because she smirked at me as she put in her earrings.

“I’m going out tonight,” She said.

Before I could catch myself I said, “Like that?”

Fuck.

Her smirk turned into a wicked grin. “Yes, why? Do you think I shouldn’t?” She turned to show off how great her ass looked in the dress and laughed.

I tried to save myself, “No, it’s fine. I just think you should stay here with me. You look so fucking hot tonight.”

“Do you not want anyone to see me like this?” She said laughing, then coming down the last couple steps, in a low voice she added, “Be honest.”

Fuck Fuck Fuck.