To: All my Net Friends
From: SeeShow
Note: While I personally enjoy wife watching stories where the
husband is dominated by his wife and/or her lover(s), from time to
time I enjoy reading and writing one that deals with a dominate
husband who uses his submissive wife. The following is such a story.
I call it....

                      MY MASTERFUL HUSBAND 
                  as told by the `stripper wife'

     My husband is 6'2" and built of solid muscle. On the other hand
I am only 5' 4" and definitely on   the soft and curvy side.
Naturally he can physically dominate me, but just as importantly he
is able   to dominate me in every other way as well. He went to
college and I barely got out of high-school, so   he dominates me
mentally. His personality is forceful and mine is reserved and
submissive, so he   dominates me in personality and spirit as well.
I have only tried crossing him once and I paid a dear   price for
it, physically and mentally. I'll never say no to him again and he
knows it.

I suppose I could   leave him but my family is gone and I just
wouldn't know what to do without him to guide me.   Besides it's not
so bad being his "love slave" as he calls me. If you saw the
beginning of the movie   "Sleeping With The Enemy" then you probably
have a close understanding of our relationship.   Unlike that movie
I could never have the courage to leave my husband for I have come
to accept my   fait and realize that his disciplining of me is in my
long range best interests.

Ralph and I got married about five years ago and I have been bending
to his will ever since I promised to "love, honer and obey" Ralph
wanted the old wording used in our ceremony and had   the minister
use it for our wedding vows. Obey means always serving him his
favorite meals on   time, keeping house impeccably the way he likes
it, keeping his clothing perfect including shining his   shoes and
of course wearing very sexy cloths for him at all times. Ralph loves
the way I look and   takes every opportunity to show me off to his
friends and clients. I am slim and have beautiful   auburn hair that
flows to my shoulders in lush waves. My waist is narrow, my hips
lush and tempting,   and my buttocks are attractive plump and
alabaster white, with tiny dimples.

I have been told  I am   beautiful, with my long thin nose, hazel
heavy lidded eyes and sensual thick lips. Ralph says my   mouth
looks as if I am constantly begging to suck cock; something he
enjoys very much.      As I indicated before, I have become Ralph's
loving slave, happy and proud to follow his direction.   As I iron
his shirts or clean his car I think of how lucky I am to have a real
man like Ralph to watch   over me. He assumes his rightful role of
strong leadership in everything, especially in sexual matters   He
has me dress in very sexy clothing for his return home in the
evening and then strip out of my   cloths, both of which I love to
do for him. He has brought home video-tapes of strippers and taken
me to strip-joints so that I can strip properly to please him. I
really am happy that I know how to   remove my clothing for his
sensual delight.

     In fact the last couple of months he has had me doing some
things others might consider bazaar,   but not for me, considering
how much I need and depend on Ralph for everything. But I'm getting
a   little ahead of myself. I should tell you that right from the
first day of our marriage, Ralph has been   buying my cloths for me.
At first he just bought me some sexy underwear and nighties, like
any new   groom might, but as time went on he started purchasing all
my cloths. Once I came home with a   new dress I bought for him and
he became furious. He made it very clear to me that he would buy
the things he wanted to see me in and that I was never to buy
anything for myself. I was so   ashamed of myself for displeasing
him that I quickly burned the dress that I had brought home,   along
with all the other cloths that I had ever bought or received that
weren't from Ralph. Thank God   that I did the right thing for him.
Before the evening was over he forgave me my error and allowed   me
to make love to him that night.

     The next day we went to a little lingerie/sexy dress store in
Texarkana to buy the rest of my cloths.   Ralph likes the owner
there who is always ogling me whenever I tried on cloths at his
store. There is   a room in the back that's private that he allows
customers to use and Ralph had me try on the   skimpiest of baby
doll pajamas and really sexy leather slave outfits along with the
most sensual and   sexy dresses for him in this back room. The
owner, John, managed to make a dozen excuses to   come into the room
as I was trying on my outfits. Even though I was totally
embarrassed, Ralph just   laughed and invited John to look me over
good and give his opinion of whatever outfit I was in   regardless
if my breasts were completely exposed or my bottom covered only in a
see-through pair   of panties. Although I was completely
disconcerted by John's gaping over my exposed body parts,   my
husband actually seemed to enjoy it. For his sake, of course, I went
along with my being   exposed to another man and even modeled as
sexy as I could for John to please my husband.

     I am happy to report that I now dress exclusively the way my
husband wants and demands. The only cloths I am allowed to wear are
very provocative and sexy, no matter what the occasion. If we   are
going to a funeral, for example, I wear a simple clinging black
dress with a very low cut front and   high hemline. Nylons, (never
pantyhose), 5" heels, very red long fingernails matching my equally
provocative red glossed lips, and gold chain anklets complete my
ensemble. If, on the other hand we   are going to a party or dinner
theater, Ralph has me wear something like my `Frederick's of
Hollywood' red party dress with slits all the way up the sides and
the material clinging to my ass and   tits like a second skin. I
wear see-through panties that can be seen whenever I sit and cross
my legs   in my very micro-mini dress, 6" heels, and of course
garter belt and no bra.      I have gotten to the point where I love
dressing provocatively all the time because it pleases my   man so
much. My skirts are now all micro-mini length and my blouses are
either see-through or very   low cut to expose the maximum amount of
cleavage that I can. Whenever we go to a public place   like a
shopping center, Ralph likes to walk about ten steps behind me, so
that he can watch the men   who leer at me and hear their off-color
remarks as I pass by them. Ralph has trained me to walk with   a
provocative wiggle to elicit these remarks. I know dressing like a
slut shouldn't be what a nice girl   like me does, but I enjoy doing
it now because it seems to please Ralph so much. He knows I'd do
anything to please him and it seems to turn him on when I get other
men excited with my sexual   charms.

     Several months ago, Ralph told me that he wanted me to do more
than just excite some passing   strangers. As I mentioned before I
had been stripping out of my cloths for Ralph almost nightly to
please and excite him. Ralph told me that I had become good enough
at it that he wanted me to   start stripping in our home in front of
his clients and friends. The initial thought of strip-teasing in
front of someone besides my husband was offensive to me. However,
Ralph quickly dispelled any   idea that I had a choice in the
matter. Naturally, I agreed to do what Ralph wanted. Choosing to do
something that displeased Ralph was not an option for me and I knew
it.     I'll never forget the first "party" we had to entertain some
of Ralph's male clients. It was at this get   together that Ralph
wanted me to dress even sexier than normal and to strip out of ALL
my cloths   when he gave me the word to do so. I wore a maid's
outfit to amuse my husbands guests. It was a   very short mini-dress
with a sexy white apron and very low cut bodice to show off both my
legs and   tits. I wore a half bra under the dress that was wired to
place my ample breasts on the shelf so to   speak. My tits were
fully rounded and showing down to the auroras of my nipples. Ralph
insisted that   I oil my breasts with heavy mineral oil so that they
gleamed lustfully for the men's viewing. I wore very   high 6"
heals, and black net stockings held up by a garter belt. My mini
dress was so short that the   tops of my stockings were fully
exposed along with the bottom part of my garter belts. When I bent
over they could see my ass, which was clad only in a see-through
silk black panty. The idea was for   me to serve them as their maid
during the meal that I had prepared for them and then to strip for
them after the dinner for their entertainment. Ralph hadn't clued
any of his guests in on the intended   activities so that they could
be pleasantly surprised my the unfolding of events during the dinner
party.

     When the guests started to arrive at our house, Ralph indicted
to each of them that although I was   his wife, I doubled as the
French maid and would be serving them dinner along with providing
them   pleasant viewing of my girlish charms. Each guest was a
little surprised at first, but soon accepted   this arrangement as a
pleasant way to be served a splendid dinner. As directed by my
husband, I   had a serving table situated close to the dinner table.
As I picked up the dishes to bring to the table,   I made sure to
bend over at the waist, exposing my backside completely as my very
short dress rode   up all the way almost to my waist. When placing
the dishes on the table I made sure to bend at the   waist again.
This time to expose even more of the valley between my breasts.
Once or twice my   breast almost popped completely out of the bodice
of my dress to the delight of both our guests and   my husband.

     Ralph made a lot of comments during dinner about how lucky he
was to have such a sexy looking   wife and that he didn't mind at
all showing her off to his friends and clients. They joked about how
they'd like to see even more of me and Ralph volunteered that might
be arranged. I have to admit   that this pleased me also, as I was
getting a big kick at being the center of all the attention. When
dinner was over, Ralph told me to get out of my maids outfit and
model my pretty lingerie for them. I   was red-faced with
embarrassment at first, but one quick stern look from Ralph and I
quickly   complied. I modeled all of my sexiest lingerie for them,
exposing my breasts and ass through the   flimsy material of the
sexy garments I wore for their viewing pleasure. After about a
half-hour of   showing myself to Ralph's lusting clients I was
allowed to put back on a mini-skirt and see-through   blouse. I had
slipped my panties on as well. hoping to preserve some degree of
modesty. It was   obviously to no avail and not what my demanding
husband had in mind.

       My sexy modeling had surprised and delighted Ralph's friends.
His client-friends were even more   surprised when he told them that
this was only the beginning. To prove his point Ralph raised my
skirt in front of his friends and told me to remove my panties. I
didn't hesitate for a second, as I   tugged my panties down past my
hips exposing my naked buttocks to their rear view of me. As I got
my panties down to my high heels I stepped out of them one leg at a
time then slowly turned to face   Ralph's friends. My husband still
had hold of my skirt so that my glistening shaved pussy was
available for their full viewing pleasure. He stuck two fingers up
my already moist pussy and   massaged it gently while talking to his
clients. "I know that most of you have said to your wife's at   some
point in disgust that you wanted them to `kiss your ass'. Well with
my wife, when I say that to   her she's delighted to do it. Aren't
you my pet?"

    I had to admit in front of everyone present that I was so
anxious to please my man that I did kiss his   ass with pleasure
anytime he wanted! Then Ralph gripped me roughly by the hair and
exclaimed   that's what he wanted right now. What choice did I have?
As he dropped his pants to the floor, I   lightly kissed each cheek
he presented to me. "Now kiss my bunghole." was his next order.
I did so immediately placing my tongue up his ass-hole. Obviously
his clients were impressed with   Ralph's complete mastery of me,
his loving wife. Ralph next yanked my blouse and skirt off, leaving
me stark naked in front of these strangers. He told me that I looked
so cute without anything on that   he was getting a hard-on and I
needed to lick his cock. "Come on over here and suck my cock, my
little slut-wife.". Of course I did as requested rubbing my tongue
over his stiff dick. I spread my legs   as the guys watched
silently. I got my mouth firmly around the bulb of his cock while
holding his   buttocks tightly with both my hands.

     "Hell, look at that...it's too much." one of them sighed, his
legs crossing and uncrossing as he watched me sucking my husband in
earnest. Ralph chuckled as he saw one of his other clients, his hand
on his lap, stroking his cock through the material of his pants.
Another was rubbing his dick as   well and still another just stood
there staring, his heavy breathing audible to all. Ralph told them
they   were free to use me however they saw fit, and whenever they
wanted, but it would have to be at our   house and while he was
there to supervise. "I want to watch so I can punish her if she
doesn't follow   orders."

     "Please let her suck my cock." It was the guy who had been
rubbing his cock, his pants fly completely open now and his cock
having been pulled out to the open air. Ralph told me to service
him and so I went quickly to him, placing my hand on his reddened
prick and began darting my   tongue around it as I had just done for
my husband.

     During the next several hours I sucked off each and every one
of Ralph's clients. As a special reward after all the clients had
left, Ralph made love to me and allowed me lick his jism off my tits
where he placed gobs of his delicious juice for me. As I said that
was several months ago and since   then we have had a lot of parties
at our house. I always wind up either modeling very sexy cloths for
the men or stripping for them and then sucking and fucking whoever
my husband wants me to.

       Ralph's become one of the mid-west's most successful sales
reps and I'm certainly delighted to   have been a small part of my
strong husband's success. I know my life style is different than a
lot of   the so called liberated women, but I wouldn't trade places
with any of those prudes for anything in   the world.
  
