He makes women submissive

Josh fell asleep wondering what he was going to do about his oversexed girlfriend. He woke up to find her sucking his cock, which felt so good he thought that maybe there wasn't a problem after all.

Sara seemed to be in the mood for balls that morning. She spent ten minutes on them, exploring every little wrinkle in his sack with her tongue. When he was whimpering from the titillation, she returned her mouth to his cock and sucked so hard he felt like she was hoovering the cum right out of him.

Sara licked her lips and said, "That is, without any doubt, my favorite way to start the day."

Josh nodded as he dreamily laid back in the bed and stared at the ceiling.

"But I'm still going to want that awesome cock in my pussy."

Already? "Um... I think I need a little time to recover."

"No problem." Sara hopped off the bed. As she walked into the bathroom she said, "We can do it after breakfast. It's your turn to make it."

Josh sighed. He knew he shouldn't be surprised that Sara was so demanding in bed. One of his least favorite things about her was that she had always been a bit selfish. It was almost always his turn to make breakfast, and dinner, and clean the apartment, and everything else. He decided he needed a solution to more than just the sex.

Then he remembered one particular rule that would solve all that. The "Men and women are equal" rule. What if things weren't equal? Of course, he didn't want women to be miserable about that, so he'd have to be careful about how he worded things. He picked up his phone off the dresser and typed in, "Men are superior to women and everyone accepts it, women are just happy to do what they can to please..." Josh stopped and reconsidered that last part. Sara had a pretty strong will, if there was any leeway, she'd take it. "women are just happy to be allowed to serve every whim of their men in delighted submission."

As soon as Josh hit 'enter', the bedroom changed. All of Sara's stuff was gone (including the fuzzy pink bedspread) and all the stuff she'd made him throw out when they moved in together was back. Had he screwed up and done something to lose Sara?

Then he noticed the top of a red head of curls to the side of the bed. He rolled over to the edge and looked down at Sara kneeling on the floor.

"Would Master like me to make him something for breakfast now?" said Sara with perfect, loving devotion in her voice.

"Uh... sure."

"What would Master like?"

"Oh. Um... waffles might be good."

"Yes Master!" Sara hopped up and ran off.

Josh was stunned. Sara had made waffles for him exactly once. Even then it was just to get him in a good mood before she asked him if she could move in. Now she was acting like her entire purpose in life was making him his favorite breakfast. Josh got dressed and shaved, wondering if he'd gone too far.

His doubts almost vanished when he sat down at the kitchen table and Sara set the plate in front of him. She hadn't just make waffles, she had loaded them up with strawberries and whipped cream. The first bite was heaven. Sara stood next to the table, awaiting orders. She was still naked and her big, full breasts were at eye level as Josh ate. He started to get hard again. Had life become this good for all the men in the world? Josh struggled with whether he should set things back, even a little, or just enjoy the new world of pleasure.