His Surprise

To his surprise, he felt a soothing hand starting to massage his neck as he struggled to fight back a wave of emotions that threatened to make him cry. This was weird and so not planned. This was wrong, or was it?

Bonita whispered a challenge to him. If he allowed himself to endure his agenda for his wife, then, she would guarantee that the wife would go through every single contraption as he had planned.

Not sure what to make of it, the two sat quietly as the silence of the car grew to a deafening roar of pulsating blood flow inside his ears. He could not fathom being on the receiving end. Who would administer this to him? Who could he trust. He was already recovering from the thrashings of the paddle his wife had used.

OK. That was a challenge he couldn’t see passing up. Not because he was eager to get into any of his devices, but because it was the right thing to do. He had to know what he was going to put his lady through. He had to know just how to modulate what he did so that she didn’t get hurt. She had to walk away from this trusting him. Any accidental excess pain would ruin the little trust he did have.

So, against all the fibers of his being, he looked up at Bonita and said he would do it. Then, he fired up the car. There was not much else to discuss. He didn’t know who to reach out to to help him understand this. He also didn’t have much time to get this test done. The contraptions were all configured for his wife. All the programming was set for her. But, Bonita had a point. He had to know.

At the house, he was once again surprised. His mentor and his wife were waiting for him. They were both their usual dapper dashing selves. They were also dressed as if operating a covert political mission. That was helpful, as no one really got to see them together. Not wanting to waste time in pleasantries, he had not asked how they came to be available on short notice to his house.

Furthermore, given the time, he had to trust that they knew why they were there. So, skipping all formalities, Bonita said she didn’t have to go in and see anything and would stand watch for any early arrival of Boss Lady. His mentor then walked with him towards his office.

Once secured in the office, the mentor said that he was happy to be of assistance and was glad that the plans had breathing room to allow this test to take place. He also explained that using anger to bend the will of his wife was highly dangerous and not a risk worth doing. While understandable, it was not a road to travel lightly.

The mentor then instructed him to get into something a bit more practical for the test and that it would be administered by his wife. Sure, she was the sub in the relationship, but she was the dominatrix in the business training that Juan ran.

The formalities done, he quickly got himself ready and headed for the Blue Lagoon. It was time to find out just what his lady was about to encounter.

As much as he tried to push his pride aside and think rationally, his heart was in total rebellion. He was not at all comfortable with any of this. Being gagged, hog tied, hooked to the lift, and swung about the room just did not reassure him one bit about anything.

He had zero control. He had surrendered the very fabric of his life into the hands of a woman who seemed all too excited to test out all these new toys she’s never had a chance to try before. She seemed oblivious that this was just a test.

As the various attachments were secured, he was keenly aware that his sore rear was going to get a merciless workout. Tomorrow was not going to have any productivity in it. It was time to center himself. The test was about to begin.