Obviously!

"Yeah, if you do," Rick said. Suddenly his throat was dry and he felt slightly dizzy. "Actually, I'm gonna get some water first."

Catherine rose from the bed. "Rick, honey, why don't I get it? I'm docile and agreeable now, remember? I didn't go to all this trouble so you could get your own water."

Rick coughed and nodded and his wife disappeared. A few minutes later she returned with a glass of water, which he gratefully drank in one gulp. Setting it down, he eyed Catherine, who was sitting on the bed and watching him demurely. It was strange to see his ordinarily self-possessed wife with the bearing of an enthusiastic servant. "Just to be clear, this doesn't make you my ****, right?"

"Of course not," she said with a smile. "I'm still my own person, just agreeable. That said, I'll let you in on another secret - I'd love it if you could, you know, 'take charge' more in the bedroom."

"Really?" This caught Rick completely off-guard. "I had no idea."

Catherine chuckled at this. "I know, dear. We never talk about sex, so how would you? To be honest, I don't know if you're getting what you need either. I suspect you don't even know what you want, but I want to take this time as an opportunity to help you find out."

She reached for his zipper, her adoring, mirthful eyes never breaking contact with his. When his still-tumescent cock sprang free of its cage, she wasted no time wrapping her hand around it and beginning to slowly stroke.

"Hon, we've tried this before, remember?" He spoke gently, as if explaining a complex concept to a dimwitted child. "You don't have the arm stamina."

"We tried this once," she said. "I yanked on your flaccid cock for a couple of minutes and then gave up. I have to confess, I've done a little shopping this week."

"Shopping?" he asked, genuinely mystified. His member throbbed under her slow, lazy touch. She leaned forward and kissed him gently, then released her grip and stood.

"One second," she said in an uncharacteristically sultry tone. She opened a drawer in her night stand and pulled out what looked like an oversized rubber ring. It was blue, with a thicker section that had a button; she pressed the button and it began to vibrate. Rick's cock twitched at the sight of it.

"Is that a- did you buy a vibrator?" he asked softly. She laughed.

"Do you need a lesson in female anatomy, dear? This is a cock ring. Now, lean back and let me take care of you."

Rick didn't need any more prompting. He let himself fall backwards as his wife kneeled in front of him. He felt the thing pressed against the top of his shaft - the vibrations weren't particularly pleasant, and he grimaced as she tried to slide it across his bare skin. "Ow. Hon, you're hurting me."

Catherine removed the device and opened the drawer again. A moment later he gasped at the cold sensation of her rubbing lube along his shaft. Now she pressed the ring down, and with a little effort it slid down easily. Now it sat at the base of his shaft, still vibrating away, and he throbbed uncomfortably.

"Uh, Catherine, sweetie, this was a nice idea but I don't think it's working." He sat up, feeling awkward with the little device still buzzing away between his legs.

"Hang on, let me adjust it." Catherine started turning the ring so that the vibrating part was on the lower part of his shaft. The lube had started to dry and the sensation of rubber on his bare skin was abrasive. He started to tell her that it was useless when suddenly the vibrating element pressed against his scrotum and an intense wave of nausea and arousal hit him. His shaft surged under her hands and he let out a surprised grunt, caught completely off-guard by the onrush of sensations.

"Oh, Christ, Cat I'm going to-" Before he could finish the sentence he was spurting into her face. Catherine laughed as it splashed against her, clearly delighted by his sudden reaction. Emptied, Rick groaned and lay back. "I'm so sorry, honey, I-"

"Don't apologize!" Catherine said. She sounded positively joyful. "Look at all this cum! I can't believe I got all of this out of in a couple of minutes. Plus, I can't remember the last time I caught a load to the face like that."

Rick stared at the ceiling and panted, overcome and unable to think of a reply. His manhood was starting to hurt and he realized that he was still erect. "Uh, Catherine, I think the ring is making me... uh, it's, you know..."

"That's what it does," she explained as she squirted more lube into her hands. She massaged the lube around and underneath it so that she could pull the device off without more abrasion. "I take it you liked that?"

"I'm not sure... I think so," he said. "It was a lot, though, and my, um, penis is really sore. I think maybe we should take it easy now."

"Of course," she said as she powered down the device and went to the bathroom to wash it off. "I hope I didn't cause you too much pain. Oh, and by the way, you can just say 'cock' to me. I'm your wife."