- Our Master is very strict, you must obey his, my dear!

- But I can not tolerate it anymore ... You know, then it will only get worse.

- Honey, I beg you - when he comes, just get on your knees and that's it! So I do, so he wants. After all, there is nothing like that. - I said quietly.

- But it humiliates me! I don’t want to be someone’s slave, I don’t want a stranger to treat me like a goner whore.

- Yes, but, on this man our whole life depends! - I said.

- I did not think that you would say so ...

I did not know how to persuade my spouse to obey the Master.

The fact is that some time ago, in our business, a raider seizure was made. The rival firm decided in this way to get rid of its main competitor, i.e. me. The business was quite large, everything was caught up, but at some point, everything went wrong. I did not have time to come round as I was left without pants (literally).

People with machine guns in black masks, searches, interrogations, threats, etc. In a few weeks, competitors destroyed my company, destroyed all bills, took away all property (even which by law could not be taken), sold it for debts. In addition, some absurd accusation was presented, for which I was supposed to sit for a term. But then the manager of that company intervened and offered me; to a place of prison term, to work for him as a servant. Of course, I refused at first, but after spending a couple of weeks behind bars, under the pressure of his people, he agreed to this. It was also helped by the fact that while I was sitting, he seized my wife and took her to his mansion, where he sat in the basement. I decided that it would be better to be with my wife than to sit in a cage, in complete obscurity and think what happened to her ...

But unfortunately, after my arrival at his country house, her position has not nearly improved.

We took receipts from us, that we fully agree to follow all instructions, to work as Eduard Alexandrovich wishes (this is the name of our Lord), the term of work is not limited. Ie formally we signed ourselves into slavery, to the person who deprived us of everything ...

Now, I quietly stand in a corner (by the order of the owner) and try to persuade my Tatiana to stop stubbornness and obey. Of course it looks weird when a guy tries to persuade his girlfriend to obey another guy, but the fact is that I have long realized the seriousness of our situation, and my spouse is not here yet.

Edward Alexandrovich, a man of 35 years old, of rather good build, tall, dark-haired, stern character. In general, a solid, business man.

I - my name no longer matters, because in the host's house there are no male names except his name. Thirty years old, also quite normal appearance, just not solid and not business.

My legal wife - Tatiana, a girl of 29 years old, tall, with long slim legs, sexy ass, small chest - but very spectacular. Dark long hair, blue angel eyes. In short, a girl is 10 points out of 5.

We are in our "new role" a little more than a week. During this time, the Master has already achieved my submission, forced me to wear a black suit (such as servants in the homes of gentlemen wear) and serve him. He dressed my wife in a maid's uniform and ordered me to do housework. The case has not yet come to slave chains and dog collars, everything was in a normal, albeit in a strict form. The only thing that was the most humiliating, duck, is that when we saw it, we had to kneel and call Master. After three days, I learned these rules, and my wife, no matter how I wanted to do it.

Sir, one-on-one, warned me that if I myself did not educate my girlfriend in good manners, he would take it personally. I assumed that it could be expected in this case, so I decided not to take matters to extremes. After all, not much was required of us.

It was evening.Our conversation with Tanya took place in one of the luxurious rooms of his house. She used to do the wet cleaning as usual, and I accidentally found a spare moment in my busy schedule of duties and decided to talk to her.

“Well, dear, if you so want to see your wife in the role of a submissive whore, I can play this role, but only know; I, unlike you, am not going to put up with it. - Confidently stated spouse.

“And I also don’t put up with it, I just need to understand what will happen to us if we don’t want to obey him,” I said. - I understand - it's all very humiliating and lousy, but think what will happen if he just expels us? I will immediately be taken to places with barbed wire, and you will remain on the street. - I continued. - In his house the prospect is much better ... Understand, I just wait for the time, no more, how everything will settle down, we will leave!

- Yes Dear! Most likely you are right. You can break a lot of wood and then regret it all your life. And only here we can be with you, even if we are kneeling. I will obey him! - She spoke.

- I love you my dear!

- And I love you dear!

We exchanged a strong kiss, a joint with a strong hug. But to remain so for a long time: it was - forbidden by the Lord, since he disapproved such connections among his servants.

We retired only at night, and then, in the room where we lived (more like a closet), under the sight of surveillance cameras, so to have sex, we hid in a small toilet. The gentleman was well aware that a man and a woman who are married and living together, well, they just cannot do without “love passions.” Therefore, the fact that sex between us was forbidden, very much humiliated us. Although doing this in the toilet, with the knowledge that it is “not allowed,” sometimes even more excited.

Still, to my happiness, the Lord did not use Tatiana as his sexual entertainment. He sometimes patted her on the ass, but this was only the intention to show - who is in charge and that's it. He had a lot of sex, and with different girls, whom he brought to his house. In a week, he had already been visited by three girls of models, I don’t know their names, but they were often on the covers of glossy magazines. So my wife stayed with me. Although she was nothing worse than those models.

Coming out of the room, I met the Lord. He just came from some meeting. Immediately I knelt down - as it should.

- Hello, Mr! - I said meekly.

He was furious that I was walking around the house in his absence.

- Why are you walking? You have no job? He asked sternly.

- Forgive me, Sir, I just went to see my spouse for a minute!

He slapped me in the face slap.

- Quickly get to work! And when you're done, come to-me!

- Yes, sir!

The scene took place behind the doors of the room where Tanya was. I knew she heard everything.

Five minutes later, I was in the garage and washed the car of the Lord. Then he did some more work, after which he went to the house.

Elite mansion, located near the city, stone walls, high fence, and a few hectares of snow-covered lawn, with a garden and various households. buildings, frankly inspired respect for the owner of all this!

Mister himself, was in the billiard room, where he played pool with another leggy beauty, treating her with champagne.

- Eduard Aleksandrovich, I fulfilled my duties! - I said uncertainly.

The blonde, who was standing near the playing table, was a little dumbfounded that I was addressing Edward — kneeling. - Another model! - I thought.

- Take your wife, in 20 minutes I am waiting for you in my office!

- I obey ...