The week that was.

She found him in the bedroom, lounging on the bed and scrolling on his phone. Something about seeing him like that made her angry. She opened her mouth to launch into an outburst before she stopped herself. What was with her? The apartment looked fabulous as she walked through it. So why was she so annoyed? She realized that she really enjoyed the last few days and had become accustomed to being doted on by Michael. She took a breath before calling out.

"Hey babe, what you doing?" She jumped on the bed and crawled up to him, touching his chest. "How was your weekend?"

Michael bit his tongue a second longer than usual. When she arrived, he hadn't planned what to say to Sarah. He had been too occupied with cleaning and digesting the weekend to think about that. But he soon found his footing.

"It was okay. I mean, you weren't here, so..." He searched Sarah eyes for approval and saw that she had changed her hair. He was scared that saying that he hadn't enjoyed himself would hurt Sarah's feelings, but saying that it had been incredible wouldn't fit the roleplay. Sarah touched him some more and kissed his shoulder.

"You dyed your hair." Sarah smiled at him.

"Yeah, it felt like I needed a change." She flipped her hair to the side. "What do you think?"

Again Michael brain had to do heavy gymnastics to find what he should say.

"You look great in that color." She kissed him on the cheek.

"Thank you, babe." Her hands were still roaming his body. "I feel a little, you know..." Her hand reached below his waist towards his semi-erect penis. Michael grabbed and stopped her. Sarah looked up at him, surprised. She looked almost hurt.

"But babe." Michael almost bought that she was hurt by how well she acted. He moved her hand to his stomach.

"Babe, I just don't feel like it right now." Sarah pulled her hand from his stomach.

"If you aren't feeling it, ill have to do it myself. She sat up, turned around on the bed, and spread her legs. "Then ill make you see what you're missing out on." Sarah started massaging her tits, moaning softly, and she cupped them and squeed them. The bulge under Michael's pants grew slightly.

Sarah continued her show in front of Michael, knowing that it was a win-win situation for her. If he broke and joined, she would have a hot orgasm and have a reason to punish him, and if he didn't, then she would enjoy his longing looks as she came. Michael watched Sarah move her hand from her breasts down below her pants while staring at him defiantly. Michael felt himself being torn between his urges. He realized that seeing Sarah pleasure herself was making his primal brain want to join in, but this less horny brain told him that it was a trap and that if he gave in, he would somehow be punished for breaking Mistress's rules. So he sat there watching Sarah pleasure herself.

It took only a few minutes before Sarah reached her orgasm and composed herself, Michael had watched her enraptured but not actively participating. Sarah leaned back on the bed, satisfied, knowing she had just teased Michael to hell and back again. She lay there for a minute before getting up.

"I'm having a shower. You can join me if you want." Michael, of course, couldn't. Having the cockring locked around his dick would be really hard to explain, so he lay there horny but not daring to jerk off.

Every day that week, a message from Mistress Alex came to him with a task to do. And every day, they became more and more perverted. The first wasn't that special. It had instructed him to photo his penis, erect, in front of Sarah. At first, he hadn't known how he would be able to do that but had been merciful and gone to sleep early that evening, and he had snapped the photo when he presumed she was asleep. And things escalated from there. On Friday, his task was to masturbate while filming himself and denouncing Sarah and praising Mistress Alex. Michael wondered if Sarah enjoyed it or if she only did it for him. But he personally enjoyed it.

The weekend was even more challenging as the tasks continued, but now Sarah was home, and Michael had to sneak the tasks while in the bathroom or late at night when Sarah had gone to sleep. It also adds the flavor of getting caught. Sarah was also more lewd. He wondered if she was only playing with him or if she was really that turned on by the play. She was more handsy, and Michael had to be on his guard, catching her hands when they strayed too close to the secret object. And during the evening, while they watched tv, his phone buzzed. It was a message from Alex. Michael looked at Sarah. She hadn't touched her phone this entire evening, so he was surprised. He read the message for himself.

"This was fun, but I'm getting bored now. Next week things have to change. More instructions will come tomorrow but first one last task. You are going to cum on your girlfriend's face and send a picture of it just to show how loyal you are to me."

Michael shivered. This was almost too much, and how was she sending this message? When they finished watching tv and when to bed, Michael felt conflicted. It felt almost too real. Like somebody else was giving him tasks and going behind Sarah's back. He lay awake in bed while Sarah drifted to sleep beside him.