A Marriage Agreement Part 8

It was almost noon when Cathy finished her errands. She stopped and had a nice lunch and went over her list again to assure herself that nothing was forgotten before heading home. Once at home, she lay out the items on the bed to admire her quickly acquired collection. She knew there would be much more to buy, but these she had been told was a good start. She picked up the riding crop and swished it through the air imagining how it would feel on Tom’s ass and thighs. She liked the slimness of the crop and the long length. Next she looked at the leather paddle and how it was constructed. It appeared to be two pieces of leather sewn together with something in the middle to make it stiff as well as to let it flex in the middle. She smiled as she laid the instrument across the pillow and gave it a hard smack. Yes, she was getting excited as she played with her toys. The next item was a whippy cane that the lady at the store had highly recommended. It should make for some good stripes and begging she had told her. She had purchased three butt plugs of different sizes. Along with those came her strap on dildo, which she held up to herself and looked in the mirror. It almost made her blush to see the dick hanging from her crotch. She put everything in the closet and went downstairs to write up some papers before Tom got home. She wanted to be ready to carry out her promise that she was in control.

Tom could not concentrate well at work today. He was having flashbacks of last night and how his wife took control of him. The biggest problem he was having was why he even admitted anything to her. She had no proof that he had cheated on her, other than his sexual drive was down and she thought his ejaculation was not of normal proportions. Hell, that was nothing to make him confess, he thought. Cathy acted as if she knew he had been unfaithful. There were only two people that knew this and the other one was Ellen. He gazed over at her sitting at her desk on the phone. She would have nothing to gain by ratting him out, he thought. She was a good looking woman and just looking at her made his penis strain against the lock Cathy had placed on him. He had to get her out of his mind. It was over with her and besides, he would never admit his dick was locked up by his wife. What man would admit that to another woman? His thoughts returned to home and what he had to look forward to when he got home. He supposed his wife would tire of this situation after a while. Once she had gotten over being mad, she would probably lighten up on him and everything would return to normal. He could only hope this was her intention.