A Day In Bed

Gene was having the dirtiest dream about Lisa.

He dreamed that he had claimed her after she contracted the SAV-2-S “Sex Slave” virus. In his dream, she had decided that a blowjob was the proper way to wake him up. Lisa had never enjoyed giving head even though Gene had often enjoyed going down on her.

His eyes snapped open, and he realized that he was not dreaming. Lisa was taking Gene’s thick 10” dick in her mouth like a pro. She made happy, moaning sounds as her dead bobbed up and down. He lay back and enjoyed his wife turned slave’s devotion to his cock for a couple of minutes before he allowed himself to blow a load of cum down her throat.

Lisa began to orgasm when she felt Gene’s cock pulse his cum into her.

When she was able to speak again, Lisa said, “Master, if I’d known your cock was this good, I wouldn’t have refused to blow you all those years. I hope that you can forgive your slave for being so selfish.”

Gene pulled Lisa on top of him and kissed her long and deep. The taste of his own cum in her mouth made him want to gag, but he hid it as best he could.

After their kiss, he sternly told her, “I don’t ever want to hear you speak ill of the woman you were before this goddamn virus made you my slave.” A tear leaked from his eyes. “I already miss the equality that we had, but I can feel the virus making me want to treat you as something like a pet. I want to show you, my sexy slave, off to the whole world in all of your exposed glory.” His voice choked a little. “Can you forgive me for the way that I will treat you, even knowing that you will always be my favorite even if I get more slaves?”

Lisa’s face lit up. “Will I always be your number one slave, Master?”

He laid his palm against her cheek. “From what I’ve read, my first slave will automatically become the ‘alpha bitch’ of my harem. Any other woman that I claim will do whatever you say unless it goes against one of the rules hard-wired into you or against something that I’ve told you.” He kissed her again. “You’re my number one even if I didn’t want it to be that way.”

They spent the rest of the day exploring their new feelings for one another.

Lisa viewed Gene as her lord and master despite her clear memories of being his loving equal less than twenty-four hours earlier. She wanted to do whatever he told her. She wanted him to gather more sex slaves for them to both enjoy.

Gene still loved Lisa, but he could not help but begin seeing her as something between his beloved wife and a favorite pet. Ordering her around just seemed natural. He loved his alpha bitch.

Around 6:30 pm, Lisa’s phone began to ring.

Since moving to the Seattle area, Lisa had made friends with a local board game group that, as of now, had Gene as its sole male member. Elizabeth, a cute woman of Japanese descent, was a member of the group who often hung around with Lisa, and it was she who was calling.

Lisa’s eyes got big. She covered the phone’s receiver and whispered to Gene, “Elizabeth has the virus, and her creepy ex-husband just found out. He’s about an hour away, but she’s hoping that you can claim her before he gets there.” Lisa gave Gene a pleading stare. “Please, Master?”