They spent the morning quietly cuddling on the couch in the living room. Jennifer snuggled up against him, while he held her and gently ran his fingers through her hair.

"Darling?" Jennifer said, looking up at him.

"Yes dear?"

"I was wondering... when we're married, are you always going to want to be in charge of everything?"

Richard seemed to stiffen a bit. "What do you mean?" he asked.

She sensed his discomfort with the question. "I know that you don't want a dominatrix for a wife. I remember what you told me about Susana. But... are you always going to want to make *all* the decisions, about everything?"

Richard thought about this, and relaxed partially. "I'm still not quite sure... I have very definite ideas of what I want, and when I want it. That's not going to change."

"I don't think you understand what I'm asking," she said. "Do you want to pick out my clothes every day? Do you want to be the one to plan out every moment of our lives, and every move of our lovemaking?"

Richard was still silent. "I'm not trying to spoil anything for you!" she said. "I'm just wondering... I'd like at least a *little* input into what goes on around here.

"I'm not going to threaten you about this, or walk out because of it," she said. "But... remember when you were in the long corset, and I had my way with you?" she said with a broad smile from the memory. "Didn't you enjoy it at least a little?"

Richard looked down for a minute, then looked at her. "I have to admit that I did," he said.

"I was just hoping, that, sometimes, you would let me use my own dirty mind every once in a while," she said. "You are a very imaginative pervert, and I love you for it," she said. "But... isn't marriage supposed to be a partnership? I'd like to give something back! I don't want to take anything away from you... but, even if you can't let be completely in charge, couldn't I at least ask for things that I want?

"You've been wonderful so far, but how can you read my mind every moment?"

Richard spoke up finally. "I hear what you say," he said. "I... that's a hard thing that you ask. Susana... I'm a little reluctant to let anyone be in control except me."

"You can't be *that*scared of it," she said. "You must have had at least a hint of what was coming that night, and you went along with it anyway. And I didn't keep you there."

"I... guess that a part of me wanted to be caught, that night," he said. "It *is* challenging to keep coming up with ideas every day."

"That's exatly what I mean," she said. "Two heads are better than one. I know you *loved* it when you came home from your trip and I was all dressed up, waiting for you." It was Vicki's idea... but why confuse things? "don't you want more of that?"

"I... no one has done something that special for me. Ever," he said.

"Let me do more special things for you," she said.

"I... I would like that," Richard said, a bit sheepishly.

Jennifer leaned forward and kissed him. "Thank you," she said.

"Do you have something in mind?" he asked.

Jennifer's eyes widened in surprise. "No..." she said. "Not specifically. But if you're interested, I'm sure I could think of something... don't you have a closet full of kinky stuff that fits you?" she asked.

Jennifer could not put her finger on why she made the choice she did. "How abou this one," she said, pulling a black rubber outfit off of the rack by the hanger.

"Interesting choice," said Richard as she walked out of the closet, over to the bed, and put the outfit down so she could examine it more closely.

The outfit appeared to be a black rubber maid's outfit, very similar to the one she had worn repeatedly, with long sleeves, a high neck, and a very wide flared skirt. It was larger, of course, and it felt like there was something bulky inside of it. Jennifer unzipped it and looked inside.

She could see that there was a fairly large black plastic bag attached to the hanger. It felt that there were several other items inside of it. As she detached the bag, she could see that the outfit had breast forms built right into it which would give a man a *very* full bust while wearing it.

"Any particular reason you picked this one?" he asked.

"I'm not sure," she said as she opened the bag and dumped its contents out onto the bed. "Maybe because I've been the maid so many times, I want to see *you* make lunch while wearing a maid's oufit. What is all this stuff?"

"This outfit was designed as a part of our friday night games," he said. "It was after Susana left me, so I had no woman to put on display. Therefore, I had this made to wear myself.

"I guess I was feeling particularly down and masochistic when I designed this," he said. "These are rubber stockings, and a rubber garter belt," he said, setting them aside. "All the locks and keys for the outfit are in the small plastic bag here. The shoes are six and a half inch stilettoes, locking of course," he said, indicating a pair of shiny black patent shoes.

"This is the corset that I need to wear to get into the outfit," he said, holding up a black satin corset. She saw that the closure was of the type that would require his motorized corset puller to get into. "The outfit has a rather narrow waist for a man to achieve unassisted.

"This is a locking posture collar," he said, picking up a shaped four inch wide strip of stiff black leather. "And these are locking manacles, that attach to the collar."

"And this," Jennifer interjected, picking up the last item, "lookes like a rubber chastity belt for a man."

"On the nose," he said as she felt the large rubber butt plug that was attached. There was a narrow opening at the tip of the plug. The belt did not have an opening for a penis. Instead, there was a sheath inside the belt that would hold the penis straight up, tight against the body. There seemed to be a tube built into the chastity belt that went from the tip of the penis sheath to the base of the butt plug. There was a hard lump at the front of the belt, between the penis sheath and the front of the belt. This hard lump and the butt plug were attached by a wire to a small box that had several knobs on it. The whole belt could be locked on, of course. "This chastity belt has a few... extra features," he said.

"I see that it vibrates," she said.

"Also, it can be worn for long periods of time," he said. "As you might have noticed, any fluids discharged from the penis travel through this tube, and through the butt plug, into the rectum. No excuse for bathroom breaks," he said.

Jennifer's eyes widened when he told her this. At least I'm not wearing it, she decided. It sounds like he's already done this before. "That seems... a bit excessive," she said.

"By now, I would think that you would realize that excessive is normal for me," he said with a twisted smile.

"I should," Jennifer agreed.

"Would you like me to put it on?" he said. "Or, after the explanation, are you interested in something else"

"Ah, sure, put it on," she said. She saw that the corsetting device was on his dresser. Jennifer walked over and picked it up. "Corset first?"

Richard struggled into it, with the opening in back. Jennifer attached the metal rings in the corset to the hooks on the motorized device. "Here goes," she said, plugging it in.

From experience, she knew that it could easily take ten minutes to close a corset like this. "When was the last time you wore this?" she asked.

"Maybe three months ago," he said. "I mailed the keys to myself, then I put it on. It was a day before the keys were returned to me," he said. "I probably cannot stay in quite that long, as I did not have an enema before this."

Enema... "What does the butt plug do for you, anyway?" she asked.

"Well... in clinical terms, it puts pressure on my prostrate gland. What that does to me, is that orgasms tend to come much more quickly, and I feel them more intensely, at least physically. I wouldn't say that it's *better* that way, only different."

Orgasms come more quickly... she mentally filed that away for future reference. "Do you have anything else in mind?" he asked her.

"Maybe," she said, thinking furiously. She remembered him talking about Susana, and the fact that he did not like to be derpived of sexual release for long periods of time. I don't want to keep him waiting that long. But... there is a vibrator in that thing. That seems to keep him happy for a while. He also likes to see me dressed up in kink, and tied up. She remembered their contest with the dueling vibrators. He really seemed to like that, even though he lost. Maybe a game will appeal to him?

Jennifer also remembered how adept his tongue was at pleasuring her. That was something that she knew that *she* would like.

She let her mind work as the corset closed tighter and tighter around Richard's waist. His original waistline had been a flat, masculine one. Now, with the corset nearly fully closed, his waist looked rather feminine. He seemed to be concentrating very intensely on his breathing, although he did not say anything about it.

Click. Clickclick. Clickclickclickclickclick. The motors started to whine as the corset was fully closed. Jennifer unplugged the device and detached it from the corset.

Next, she helped Richard put on the black rubber stocking and black rubber gloves. Like the ones she had worn, the stokings came up to his groin, and the gloves came down to his armpits.

Richard walked over to his dresser and pulled out a tube of lubricant. He liberally applied it to the butt plug of the rubber chastity belt, then went to the bed to put the plug in.

She was sure that this one was larger than any one that had been inside of her. She saw him roll his eyes once as he slowly pushed it inside. Once it was in, he guided his penis into the sheath, and locked the belt in place around his corsetted waist. The control box was momentarily hanging loose.

"Are there batteries for the belt?" she asked.

He fiddled with the knobs, and she heard a quick buzzing sound from the belt. "There are fresh ones in here," he said.

Richard hooked the control box to a ring on the front of the chastity belt. The rubber garter belt was next, and then he fastened the stockings to it.

Jennifer helped him to put the six and a half inch black stiletto heels on his feet. There was an odd sense of accomplishment in her when she locked them in place around his feet.

Richard stood up in the heels as Jennifer unzipped the maid's oufit. She could see that he was rather unstable in the heels. "Having trouble?" she asked innnocently.

"I haven't worn heels in a while," he said. "It will take a while to get used to them again."

Richard stepped into the maid's ouftit, and Jennifer zipped it up. This outfit could be locked in place, and she did so with a click from a padlock.

Richard fastened the leather posture collar in place himself. This one had a built in lock. After this was done, Jennifer locked the manacles around his wrists, and then locked the manacle chains to a ring on the front of the collar.

The chains were only a foot long. She saw that he could not reach down far enough to touch the controls on the control box.

Jennifer stepped back to examine the whole effect. If the face was ignored, the entire ensemble looked like a larger version of what Jennifer had looked like. The waist was narrow compared to the bosom created by the maid's outfit. The skirt of the outfit was flared several feet out in all directions. The black rubber stockings looked rather nice on her, and she smiled when she saw him teeter slightly in the six and a half inch heels. The posture collar kept his chin up, and his hands were at his stomach, unable to move any lower.

If there wasn't a masculine, slightly unshaven face looking at her, Jennifer knew that Richard would be quite a traffic stopper right now!

Jennifer walked up to him in her own six inch heels. "How does this work?" she asked, putting her hand on the control box under the skirt.

"The knob on your left is the on/off and power control," he said. The middle one is the 'pulse on' knob, while the one on the right is the 'pulse off' knob. The belt can vary from pulses of less than a second to ten minutes, depending upon the position of the knob. The pauses between pulses can be similarly varied. You might remember something similar being used on you at one time, but with more random timing."

She remembered very well being tied up in front of Richard's bed that way. "You sure are being helpful about all this," she said. "Why?"

"I just think that you should have all the information that you will need," he said.

"Is that all?" she asked.

"Well... I must admit that I'm looking forward to what you will come up with next."

Jennifer had to admit that it was hard to top the things that Richard had done to her. While she thought, she played with the knobs to determine how they worked.

As soon as she turned it on, she felt both a vibration and a slow motion within the rubber chastity belt that he wore. "Quite a hard on, you have there," she said, feeling his penis under the rubber covering and the built in vibrator.

She played with the other two knobs, and found that she could indeed vary the pulsing of the belt. Jennifer turned it to about five seconds on, then about thirty seconds off, and at about half of its full vibrating power. That ought to keep him nice and hard, she thought.

"Come on, you have to make me lunch," she said.

Richard was obviously not very practiced in moving around in the oufit. The process of making grilled cheese sandwiches took almost a half of an hour.

Jennifer sat at the table and watched him work. He moved very awkwardly, wobbling in his heels, and had to bend over at the waist in the stiff, tight corset in order to get his hands down to the counter to work. This exposed his bare buttocks to her, and brought a smile to her face.

When he was nearly done, she saw him move next to the counter and push up against it with his crotch. "None of that," she said, with a playful warning. "Or you'll have to be punished most severely." It must be driving him *nuts* if mister self-control himself has to rub up against the counter, she thought.

They ate together, with Richard sitting across from her. She watched him the whole while as they ate. Richard tried to keep a cool look across his face, but she could tell that it was very difficult for him to keep it. She saw that he was doing alot of adjustments in his seat, especially when the vibrator was on.

"I'll let you clean up," she said. "Remember, if you cum, I'm going to turn the vibrator down even lower," she said.

Richard did not reply to that. As she rose to leave, she thought that she saw a hint of red come across his cheeks.

Now he knows what I feel like! she thought to herself.

He must like it, too, another part of her thought, but not be able to admit it easily. I think that Richard has to be talked into it, she concluded. It wasn't that hard to do, really.

Filing that away, Jennifer headed for the basement, and soon found herself in the room with his kinky costumes designed for women.

"Let's see..." she said, looking at the drawer descriptions. She opened up a couple and rummaged through the contents. "Wouldn't it drive him nuts if I were tied up too, somehow?" she mused aloud.

"Bingo!" she said as she opened up a drawer.