Chapter 10 by Rookiegag

What kind of husband does Aisha want Amir to be?

Gimp

Aisha smirks and looks down at Amir. "I am a strong believer in strong discipline. And while your training of Amir to be a pet like his father, I believe that a Amir will truly blossom as a gimp." Amir and his father gasps, but his mother lights up. "Oh ofcourse Aisha, I'm sure you can mold Amir to the best man he can be."

Amir gently asks "Wi-will I be like him?" He points to a man in a full body latex suit waiting out side a store. The man is gagged with a large ballgag, his arms in a painful looking armbinder and his feet stuffed into high heeled boots which he looked to have to focus on balancing in.
Aisha grinned and petted Amirs head. "That's right Amir, very much like him. Thank you for giving me more inspiration."

Amir shivered, but stayed silent. Aisha grabbed his hair and pulled head into her hips, where she then gently stroked his head and cheek. Aisha and Amirs mother discussed the dates and arrangements for the wedding for a while, before realizing both had pther things that needed to be attended to. Aisha returned the leash to Amirs mother, but she returned it and said Amir could stay with her for the rest of the day, on the condition that he comes home in time for dinner.

Aisha was left standing there with a nervous Amir squatting hext to her...