"Okay Louis, let's talk."

"Sure, Marlene."

"Yesterday you told me you weren't happy with the frequency of sexual activity between us and you asked me to give it some thought."

"Yeah. It drives me nuts. I'm always horny."

"Well, I've been thinking about it a lot. And we've talked about this before. After reading a few blogs on the subject, I've even printed off a few pages of notes."

"Wow. That's great. Let's see."

"In a minute. First we need to talk."

"Okay, talk."

Well, we both know your sex drive is stronger than mine, right? I mean that's pretty obvious.”

“Sure.”

"And that's just the way it is. I mean, after this many years together, I don't think that's going to change anytime soon."

"You're right."

"And your tastes are somewhat more varied than mine."

"That's a delicate description."

“Thanks. But that is what we're dealing with, isn't it? That's really what you're complaining about. It's just a personal preference kind of thing."

"Yeah, I guess so."

"Yes. I think so, too. And you've said your preference would be daily sexual activity. Isn't that right?”

“Yes. I'd love sex every day.”

"Well, I want to give you what you want. And I believe I can. But with your sex drive being so much stronger than mine, I need to be able to control how we get to the point of daily sexual contact. If I'm only in the mood to give you a hand job, you have to let me be the one who decides. Make sense?"

"Sure."

"Good, because it will only work for me, if you agree to let me lead. I need to have complete control in this."

"Complete control of our sex life, you mean?"

"Yes. That means all aspects of it - and you must be prepared to trust me and do exactly as I say, or no deal."

"Do exactly what you say? What are you going to say?"

"I'm not telling until you agree. You must have trust."

"Fuck. You sound like Yoda! You must have trust."

"Ha."

"So how long you thinking of?"

"3 months."

"That's a long time."

"It's a long-term commitment for both of us, yes, but I think it's going to take a few months to find our rhythm. I promise you that in the long run you'll be getting what you asked for and we'll develop a much stronger intimate bond. So, what do you say - 3 months?"

"Hmm... You're talking about daily sex?"

"Yes. Daily sex."

"But you're not disclosing the details?"

"That's right - you gotta trust me."

"Well, this is kind'a weird... but, I trust you... soooo... okay... done... I'll take it. You're the boss of the bedroom for 3 months."

"Starting now?"

"Agreed."

"And no backing out?"

"No backing out."

"Under penalty of me sending embarrassing pictures of you to your entire email contact list?"

"That's more weird... but okay."

"Great. So, let's get started. First, I need a few pictures. Pull down your pants."

"Right now?"

"Yes, right now."

Louis dropped his pants and Marlene pulled down his tighty-whities.

"Okay now start stroking. I want to see a big, angry hardon."

Louis was completely surprised but did as directed while Marlene took a number of pictures with his face clearly visible.

"Now dip your middle finger in this hand lotion and push it all the way into your bum very slowly."

Louis looked like a deer caught in the headlights. She'd never talked to him like this.

"Do it! Now!"

Louis turned red with embarrassment but did as directed. Marlene had him bend over and look back into the camera while she took pictures of the event.

"That should do it. You can pull up your pants now, but you just stay put - I'm going to upload my little insurance policy here along with your contact list, onto my online storage for safekeeping. I'll be right back - then we'll have a little talk."

Marlene returned minutes later.

"Now that I have insurance against you backing out, we can get started. First, we're going to need some rules. #1 - I'm in charge. You do as I say."

"When it's sex related, right?"

"I knew you were going to say that. So, allow me to demonstrate how this works. Okay, pull down your pants again."

Louis did as he was told. Once again, Marlene pulled down his underwear.

"Good. Now get it hard for me. Keep stroking and play with your balls with the other hand. Tug on them... yes... just like that. Alright, so now it's sexual and we can begin. Agreed?"

"Okay. I see your point. You can make it sexual anytime you want."

"That's correct. Which means I'm in charge anytime I want. Keep stroking until I tell you to stop. I'm going to show you the notes I made, now. But first, I want you to know that I'm taking your complaint very seriously and have really put a lot of thought into this. As your wife, it hurts me to hear how unsatisfied you feel and it's very important to me to see that change. So, while you may not be in total agreement with all of these new rules - there's six of them - they provide a solution to both of our problems."

"Okay." She was making sense, but there was a feeling of impending doom attached. He wondered why his cock was so hard.

"That's a good boy."

Marlene picked up her purse and took out 2 printed sheets.

"All you need to do is listen carefully and stay hard. Do you think you can do that?"

"Yes." Louis' pulse raced.

"Okay here's the six rules: After rule #1, which you'll recall is: I'm the boss. You do as I say or I send pictures. That means at all times, because as you know I can make it sexual at all times. Got it? Oh I see you do." Louis' penis was rock hard.

"The second rule is - No orgasms unless you're told. I need 24/7 control whether we're together or apart, so to begin I intend to take charge of your genitals - including orgasms. Masturbation's a big no-no. Understand mister?"

"Alright, but I don't think that's heart-healthy."

"That's why every third night you must milk your prostate dry. That's rule #3."

"Aw geez..."

"Don't worry, Louis. Some nights I'll be there too, so you won't be lonely. But if I'm not there, I want video proof."

"Oh no... that's even worse."

"Oh, just wait. Rule #4: I want you to start and end each day by stroking yourself to just-about-orgasm and then staying hard for a few minutes while you play with your balls. Keep your cock-head purple, tight and shiny the entire time - just like it is right now. But don't you dare cum unless I've told you you can! Got it?"

"Um... yes... got it."

"Just think of me when you're stroking yourself. Think about the power I possess. And think about discipline. If you're going to be a good boy and do as you're told, you're going to need discipline. But I know you don't posses the self-discipline required AND you want daily sexual activity, so it makes sense for us to use them together. Sex and discipline. They go very nicely together, don't you think?"

"Aw geez, Marlene..."

"So here's how it's going to go: I want you to compile a list of at least 7 discipline activities that you can perform on your own. These activities will be a more serious demonstration of my authority, so they must be either painful, embarrassing, or both, involve your genitals and/or your bum and last at least 10 minutes. We'll review your ideas this evening; I'll have a few of my own to add by then, too. I'll also be tweaking your list to make sure your discipline is as embarrassing as possible - I've read it works best that way.

"We'll use our list to populate your calendar - and here comes Rule #5: (Marlene begins page 2) "Every evening, after the kids are in bed, you can begin by getting hard for 15 minutes before making a little video of the discipline activity on your calendar for that day.”

Louis panicked. "Aw geez, Marlene... I don't know... a video... and a 15-minute hardon... every day? You want me to make dirty videos? Really? I mean, it's sexual activity I guess... but every day? It would be so horribly embarrassing..." His head was spinning.

"Well, you could just bow out and have me send the pictures. It's completely up to you."

"I can't believe this is happening. But... no... don't do that. I'll do as you say."

"It's for your own good. And yes, you will be making a daily video and there's only one way you can get out of it. I'm very determined to give you what you're craving and I'm afraid daily videos of your discipline's going to play a major role. And don't forget - it will always begin with a 15-minute hardon, so it's always sexual. That's what you've asked me for, and that's what you're going to get!"

"But I don't get to cum!"

"No. Only for rewards and special occasions when you've been an extra-good boy. Maybe every 2 weeks or so. You must maintain a high level of horniness at all times, so you'll live a sex-charged life and do as your told. I'm going to teach you to be a good boy with a hard pee-pee."

"Oh no... cumming every 2 weeks... that's not enough."

"Sorry dear. That's how it's going to be for the next 3 months, so get used to the idea. I'm in charge, remember?"

"Aw gee... this is going to be hard."

"You're going to be hard, too - most of the time." (chuckle)

Louis could not believe what was happening to him. "And videos? Every day? Are you planning to even watch these videos? Who are they for? You're not planning to show anyone, are you?"

"Not unless you're a bad boy. You'll be the one watching the videos. I just opened an online storage account for them and every day while you stroke yourself for that 15 minutes right before your daily filming begins, you'll be watching yourself perform on video. That's rule #6."

"OMG! So.. the videos... they're for me?"

"That's right, sweetie. I may watch them occasionally, but they're mainly for your daily viewing. Some nights I may choose to sit in for the live show. Maybe I'll even get involved - maybe I won't. I could take you over my lap and spank you and give you several soapy bulb enemas. That would make a good video. Or I might make you wear panties, bend you over and fuck you like a girl with a strap-on dildo. That's another good one. Who knows? Just depends on my mood. But most of the time, you'll be on your own."

"Wow Marlene! I don't know what to say... I've never seen this side of you... I'm dumbfounded... you've caught me completely offgaurd... I really didn't expect this."

"Well, now you finally get what you wanted - daily, sexual activity. And I get what I want: a satisfied husband. But that's enough talk for now - it's time to get to work on your list. I'm going online right now to order you a 4-quart enema bag and a big inflatable nozzle.

"C'mon mister - off you go... NOW!"

THE END