Bound in

A short, but harrowing conversation followed. He outlined his demands, expecting you to write them all down. For the remainder of the year, your relationship with Kaori was going to be “open”. On the weekends, she’d be spending her time with him, doing anything and everything he told her. You’d have her back during the week, however she’d still be expected to obey him or fuck him if they happened to meet.

Once the year was over, he’d destroy the entirety of the **** material and all proof. All that would remain was a failsafe, should she try to expose him. He didn’t mind “letting go of the leash” at that point. He’d have had his fill.

You interjected periodically throughout his demands. It was usually to argue for specific changes and addendums. You tried, for example, to narrow his time with her to a single day. Yet, he proved stubborn in that regard. When he had all the cards, why would he need to compromise with you?

Ultimately, you earned two concessions. The first was a safeword. A phrase that your wife could use to get out of a specific situation if it was too intense for her to handle. However, it only applied to specific sexual scenarios, not to sex with him generally. It could also apply to specific orders, but not to standing rules. The second concession was the use of protection. Either wearing a condom himself or accepting that she would always be using some.

Relieved to have those few small victories, you and your wife accepted his terms. Before he hung up, you heard the sound of him laughing into the phone. It chilled you to the bone. Then the line went dead. You slumped down in your chair and looked into your wife’s eyes. You found that she was looking back into yours.

When you were finally able to speak, there was only one thing you both wanted to talk about. It was about the man himself who you’d just spoken with…

Wife gains trait: Bound by **** (****)