Part 13: The Stranger… A Monologue.

My beautiful stranger, I want to take you on a journey, one you’ve not been on yet, one you need to discover before you set your mind on who you are and what you need to feel fulfilled.

I have listened to you talk about your experiences for a week now, you sit facing me, blushing and stammering as you tell me your inner most secrets about the spankings you have received from your boss. You make me want to feel you over my knee, bottom bared and turning scarlet from my hand, I want to feel your heated skin under my palm. It itches to connect with your soft round globes. I dream of seeing your tears glisten on your cheeks for me. I want to taste them.

I watch you change visibly before my eyes when you move on to tell me of your obsession with your Boss, E. You tell me of your desire to dominate her, taste her, use her body for your pleasure. Are you lesbian you wonder? I don’t think so, but I want to see you in that moment when you ride her, pushing you both to climax, I want to see that climatic euphoria in your eyes, I want to take you then and show you how much more there is, how many ways I can bring you to that exalted state, I want to watch you spank E until she orgasms, I want to see how that turns you on and excites you. I would take you then, I would fill you with me until you cried out in pain then deep pleasure as you toppled over the edge into an abyss as yet a mystery to you. I want to watch you cane your pathetic husband until he whimpers in his corner cuddling his caged cock. I want to see your disdain for him. I want to see you dominate him, and then I would tame your dominance, but I want to experience your dominance too. I want to feel your feral nature as you claw at me as I thrust into you, driving you to more passionate heights than you’ve ever experienced before. I want you. I am hungry for you.

You tell me you don’t enjoy sex with your lazy uncouth husband, I’m not surprised! He could take some lessons about what it is to be a man. Yes you could teach him, but will he remember your lessons once his cage is removed? I doubt it. Are you lesbian? No I don’t think so, I have tested that theory quietly for a week now, I have looked at you in a way that causes you to flush and your eyes to darken with curiosity and some desire, you wish to know me physically. You respond on a subconscious level to my subtle interest. I am satisfied you are not lesbian.

You may well be bisexual, although is your fascination just with E? The way you describe her, I believe any woman would be obsessed with her, she has that indefinable quality, a subtle sensuality that oozes from her, it is in every line of her body, in her movement, the slow hip swing is not exaggerated it is merely enhanced to perfection. The smooth roll creates its own answering alignment with the flow of her body. Her eyes tell you a story of lust, desire, passion and intrigue. She is poetry in motion, a woman to be desired by all I think. This does not make you bi-sexual, only enamoured of E. Would that a different woman made a pass at you, I believe you would retreat, uninterested sexually, unless you were fortunate enough to meet a second woman of E’s nature. Perhaps bi-curious.

Your sexuality is fluid then, it changes with your mood. You dip into the water to fill your needs, once satiated you will rise out of that water and sink into something cooler, less demanding, less exciting until your calmed desires become needy, hungry again, when you observe your husband in his apron and cage, you feel nothing, there is no sexual desire for him. Even before the changes were made, you avoided sex with him wherever possible. You may love him, but I believe that is more habit than deep abiding love. He does not meet any of your needs. For now, he appears to be your practising ground for you to test out your dominant nature.

I find it interesting that you chose to emasculate your husband to the point he becomes superfluous to your needs entirely, except in his delivery of food and house services. Even in his most recent role of cuckold to E. He further diminishes his masculinity in your eyes by allowing her to ‘peg’ him as you put it.
I wonder, did watching him go through this act for you turn you on? I don’t think so, I detected a level of disdain in your demeanour as you recounted your most recent experience. In this instance he had become a chore. You couldn’t even be bothered to punish him in the moment, rather, choosing to leave his caning for another day. Your interest in him has all but disappeared. He has shown too much weakness of spirit for you. He is too easy to manipulate and dominate. He is ruled by his cock you say, well, caging him has shown you just how much of his masculinity is tied up with that appendage. Take it off him and he cries like a baby, grovels at your feet, wears ridiculous items of clothing for you, allows your lover to penetrate him anally and you to penetrate him orally. Where is his masculinity? Where is his purpose for you?

Has he begged you yet to be released from his cage? You have not indicated that you will allow him that freedom, or how you expect to re-cage him afterwards. He has not come into these changes of his own accord, more been led into them by you and the threat of losing you. I think once he has his cock back, he will once again return to his previous nature. That is going to be an uncomfortable truth for you. You will see who he really is once and for all.

Eventually, I will make you an offer, one that will turn your head, make you think, make you feel, enable you to explore your deepest darkest desires, become completely unfettered of every day concerns. I will bring you into my world slowly and let you test your desires one by one until you settle and learn who you really are.

For now, I shall listen, I shall be here every evening for our journey home, watching your face light up when you see me here. Watching you blow your sweet little kiss as you walk away each evening. One day, I will catch that which is mine and keep it.

I am a patient man my beautiful stranger, I have the time to wait and observe the rapid changes you are experiencing, the butterfly is emerging from her cocoon, it won’t be much longer now. I can almost taste you.

Sweet desire.