Page 31 of Wanting it All

For Lukus, the short conversation between husband and wife provided a glimpse into his old friend’s happy marriage. The lucky bastard had found himself the perfect submissive while they were still in college. While Markus and Lukus had been having fun playing the field and experimenting with increasingly aggressive sexual encounters, James had been smart enough to propose to Mary right after graduation, recognizing he’d found a diamond in the rough.

She’d proven to be a strong woman, helping to put her husband through medical school and was now raising their two sons while managing to still live as the perfect submissive in private. Their marriage was not just a typical D/s relationship, although they loved to play the whole erotic Master/slave games as much as anyone else who belonged to the club. No, their relationship had another more intimate, deeper layer.

James and Mary also practiced domestic discipline in their marriage. James was the head of their household and Mary deferred to him for all major decisions. On the rare occasion she disobeyed, her husband disciplined her with a spanking. They rarely came to The Punishment Pit these days, but Lukus always knew Mary had done something really naughty when James would bring her in for a punishment session with Lukus. His morning hard-on got even harder thinking about the last time he’d been able to paddle Mary’s plump ass to a nice rosy red.

Lukus had been subconsciously trying to find his ownMaryfor years. The more time passed, the more he’d come to appreciate how very rare it was to find the perfect mix of strength and submission in a woman. He saw his share of submissive wannabes, but when tested, they were only half committed.

Then there were the all-out submissives who were one hundred percent committed to the BDSM lifestyle. He used to think that was the type of woman he needed to make him happy, but after several failed relationships with full-time submissives, Lukus had to reluctantly acknowledge that he was bored by women who never challenged him.

Finding a woman who could master that delicate balance of strength and submission had begun to feel like his own personal mission impossible.

“Tell Mary I’m sorry for waking her,” Lukus told his friend. “And let me remind you again what a lucky bastard you are to have her snuggled up next to you. When we hang up, I’m gonna be jacking off my morning woody and you can roll over and get a good-morning fuck from your perfect sub.” He tried not to sound as jealous as he felt.

“Did you really call me at this ungodly hour to talk about morning hard-ons? Now that you mention it, I have just enough time to roll my wife over and take her hard before the kids wake up, so why don’t you spit it out so I can hang up?” Lukus could hear his friend’s chuckle as well as a squeal from Mary.

Lukus took a deep breath before asking his favor. “I need your help this morning. Can you come into the club with your bag of goodies?”

“Sorry, but I don’t have time to come and play doctor today, Lukus. The boys have a soccer game around eleven that I need to be at. They’re in the playoffs.”

“James, the soccer dad. Who’d have thought you’d turn into the model husband and father after living the life of the deviant doctor for so many years?” Lukus knew how to push his friend’s buttons. He knew that as happy as James was, he was still feeling self-conscious about being tamed by his family life.

“Hey, you can give me all the grief you want. I know you’d give your right nut about now for your own family. So cut the shit, Lukus. What’s this really about?” James had always been one of the few people who could keep Lukus honest.

“It’s Markus. He needs our help. His wife cheated on him and she’s here. He wants my help in getting her to see the error of her ways.”

“Brianna? No way. We’ve gone out to dinner with them a few times. There’s no way she cheated on Markus. She doted on him all night long.”

Fuck. This complicates things.

He should have suspected that James might have already met Brianna. Lukus pushed down the bitterness of the years of distance there’d been wedged between him and Markus, focusing instead on his current mission. It was especially hard to admit that Markus had introduced his wife to all of their friends.

Except me.

He spent a few minutes stepping through all that had happened the day before with James, repeating his request for his old friend’s help.

A pregnant pause was finally broken by a sigh from James. “I don’t know, Lukus. I like Brianna. I don’t like the idea of humiliating her like this. It pisses me off if she really did cheat on him and she does deserve to be punished, but Markus should be handling this himself.”

“Even if I don’t disagree, I’m determined to help Markus. You’ve brought Mary here for punishments plenty of times. What’s the difference?”

James’s tone was growing impatient. “If you’re asking me to bring my bag of goodies, this is different, and you damn well know it.”

“Okay, okay… maybe you’re right. Regardless, I still need your help. Will you come? For Markus?”

There was silence on the line for a long minute. Lukus began to think they might have been disconnected when James finally answered. “Yeah, I’ll come, but I don’t like it. Are you sure Markus wants this?”

“Markus wants her to sign divorce papers and this is what it’s gonna take to make that happen.” Lukus’s voice sounded stronger than he actually felt. He hoped he was right about how quickly this would bring an end to the dangerous game they were playing.

“Fine. I’m gonna make love to my wife and jump in the shower. I’ll be there as soon as I can, but I can’t stay long. I really do need to leave in time to make it to the soccer match.”

“No problem. See you soon, doc.”

After they disconnected, Lukus headed off to shower to get his day started. He wondered how Brianna fared in her cage overnight. He pushed down the guilt he felt for confining her alone in such a cramped space.

“Stop being such a pussy,” he told his reflection. “She deserves every devious thing your sick mind can dream up.”

Lukus felt better as he headed to the shower. He’d much rather drag his friend’s wife in to suck him off, but knowing that wasn’t in the cards, he settled for stroking his soapy cock until thick ropes of cum splashed the shower tiles. Just thinking about how hot Brianna’s body looked draped over the spanking bench the night before made him contemplate jacking off a second time in hopes he’d be able to contain himself when he saw her naked body again this morning.

Chapter Twelve

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