Naked Wife

After breakfast, Dorothy leaned back in her chair, sipping the last of her coffee while looking at you with a possessive glint in her eyes.

She reached over and gently tugged on the thin pink gold collar around your throat.

“From today onwards,” she said calmly, “I want my wife naked at home. Always. No clothes unless we have guests or I specifically tell you to dress. I want easy access to every part of my property whenever I desire it.”

She stood up and pulled you to your feet.

“Take everything off. Right now.”

You obeyed without hesitation. The sheer babydoll you had been wearing slipped off your body and pooled at your feet, leaving you completely naked except for your permanent pink gold collar, the heart-charm ring on your caged clitty, and the little bell on your tongue.

Dorothy walked around you slowly, admiring your body in the bright morning light streaming through the windows.

“Much better,” she purred, running her hand down your back and squeezing your ass. “This is how I want to see my wife at all times when we’re home. Naked. Collared. Caged. Ready.”

She pulled you close and kissed you deeply, one hand sliding between your legs to tug gently on the heart charms dangling from your chastity cage.

“From now on, whenever I want your mouth, your ass, or your throat… I shouldn’t have to remove a single piece of clothing. You exist for my convenience, Mrs. Voss.”

She gave your ass a firm slap.

“Go clean the kitchen. I want to watch my naked wife work.”

You spent the rest of the morning completely bare.

Dorothy followed you around the house, occasionally bending you over the counter to fuck you quickly, or making you kneel and suck her while she checked emails. Every time you moved, the little bell on your tongue jingled and the heart charms on your cage tinkled softly — constant reminders of your new status.

At one point, while you were washing dishes, she came up behind you, spread your legs, and slid inside you without warning. She fucked you slowly against the kitchen sink while whispering in your ear:

“This is your life now, darling. My naked little cum-dump wife. Always available. Always leaking. Always ready for her husband.”

She finished inside you again, then made you continue cleaning with her cum running down your thighs.

Later, as you served her lunch (again with her cum mixed into your food and her piss in your glass), Dorothy smiled lovingly at you.

“You look so beautiful like this,” she said, reaching over to stroke your cheek. “Naked, collared, and marked as mine. This is exactly how a proper wife should be kept at home.”

She pulled you onto her lap and slid inside you once more, bouncing you slowly on her cock while she ate.

“Welcome to married life, Slutcunt Voss. I hope you’re ready to stay naked for a very long time.”