A LOVE STORY OF A SUBMISSIVE HUSBAND AND HIS DOMINANT WIFE by Sidney Sidebottom

Writer: Sidney Sidebottom

Subject: A LOVE STORY OF A SUBMISSIVE HUSBAND AND HIS DOMINANT WIFE

Link: LS666 Emails / 05.02.2026

Author’s Note: Dedicated to Aileen with love

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A Love Story Of A Submissive Husband And His Dominant Wife

As the alarm softly rang out, I reached over to shut it off. A new day was dawning, and the first light of the day was entering our beautiful bedroom. Beside me lay my beautiful wife, Aileen. I lay on my back, and her beautiful head rested on my right shoulder with her jet black hair cascading down on me and over her angelic face.

Her right arm covered my body, and her right hand covered my chest on the left side. Her right leg was over my body. I reached down and cupped her perfect ass in my right hand. She slept peacefully. I can’t express how much I love this woman. I carefully arose to disturb her quiet sleep. I went into our beautiful kitchen and prepared coffee and her scrumptious breakfast to serve her in bed. When it was ready, I got everything on the tray and went back into the bedroom. I sat down on the side of the bed and began to lightly kiss her on the forehead and face.

She smiled and slowly opened the most beautiful emerald green eyes on earth.

She spoke and said, “I love you, Sidney.”

“I said I love you, Aileen.”

We truly meant it.

“I need to piss,” she said, “Are you ready to receive my bitter morning piss, Sidney, my husband?”

“Oh yes, my God,” I answered and assumed my position.

After relieving herself in my mouth, and I had swallowed every drop, she lay back down, then set up, and breakfast was served. This was a three-day weekend, today Saturday, Sunday, and Monday.

“Sidney,” she said, “This will be a particularly difficult weekend for you, but you know I love you endlessly, and I know you love me.”

“Oh yes, Ma’am. I do, and so much I will die for you,” I replied.

“You’re going to have to someday,” she answered with a smile, “This good coffee and breakfast have caused me to need to shit, Sidney. Are you ready to eat your wife’s shit?”

“Oh yes, my God, the bathroom is prepared, and your husband is ready to eat your shit as your human toilet and sewer.”

She laughed.

“Remember last night at the restaurant, how you told the waitress you were having what I’m having, only later? Well, it’s later, Sidney.”

I lay down on the plastic, and she squatted over my open mouth and pushed. The first beautiful turd of her shit emerged and went into my shit-eating mouth. The huge turd was followed by soft serve, and there I lay with my mouth full of shit and a pile above that.

“Get busy, eat and flush my shit, you toilet,” she told me, “Sidney, I can’t believe I’ve reduced you to a subhuman shit eater. I wish everyone who has ever looked up to you and respected you, be it family, business connections, church family, and everyone that has ever known you, could see laying in the floor eating goddamn shit.”

After consuming her offering, she offered her asshole for cleaning. First, I had to clean the outside, then the perfect asshole itself, then I made a circle with my tongue and thrust it as deeply as possible inside her sweet rectum to clean her thoroughly. Once I had finished, there was no evidence she had ever shit, and all her waste rested in my sewer stomach. No doubt piss drinking and shit eating would cause me long-term health concerns, but as she said, that would be my goddamn problem.

Once she had pissed, shit, and enjoyed her breakfast in bed.

“We need to talk, Mr husband,” she said.

“Yes, Ma’am.”

“Even though I love you, Sidney, with all my heart and soul, I also love to hurt you physically, mentally, and emotionally.”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

“With this being a three-day weekend, I’m going to cuck you all weekend. I’m stepping out on you, committing adultery against you and our marriage for nearly three days. Remember, Sidney, how you told me that you only wanted to be married to an adulteress? Well, you got your goddamn wish, Sidney.

“Remember our wedding, Sidney?” She continued, “I gave myself to that goddamn nigger the day before, and the day of our wedding, your best friend filled me up just before I walked the aisle. I loved looking into your eyes and lying when I vowed to forsake all others. I stood there and lied to the goddamn minister, God, and you.

“I’m commenting on adultery this three-day weekend with Noodle Dick. He will be here to pick up your wife at four in the afternoon. I call him Noodle Dick because his dick is the biggest dick I’ve ever seen on a white man. I have to work to get him hard because his dick is so long. I suck and nibble on it and finally get it huge. I

“It hurts when it’s in me, Sidney, because it’s so big it bangs my cervix, but it’s good pain. I run the headboard trying to escape, but he drags me back and says don’t run from me, you goddamn whore. When he sodomizes my ass, he can only get about half of his dick inside your wife’s asshole. Then she said but next on the agenda is your pain, Sidney.

“I’m giving you a beating to remember me by while I’m gone. Get your ass in the goddamn whipping room. Stand at attention and don’t make a sound or move a goddamn muscle. I’ll join you shortly motherfucker,” she laughed.

She came into the room still naked and stood in front of me.

“There are three things in your favor, Sidney. It won’t be as bad as Friday nights with the other two couples. You have to stand at attention and not move while we girls chat in the kitchen. The men watch you and finally report that you moved. One girl gives your ass a few hard licks with the paddle, and the other girl suggests nipple clamps as further punishment.

“Then, we switch, and I lightly whip the husband, and he fucks me so good. Then we meet back in the living room, and the whip marks on your thighs tell me you have suffered more. Then we swap again, and the other husband gets my pussy and a light whipping. Then we meet back in the living room, and the woman tells us that she twisted the nipple rings and made you moan.

“Then, I twist the rings until you moan. I say you are not to speak. I say it’s time for serious punishment, and you are being given to the men for an hour. They take a paddle and a crop and lead you away. I damn near climax with joy watching you being led away. We laugh and talk while you are going through hell. You are a wonderful, wretched sight when they drag you back.

“You are covered with whip lines, ass swollen and flaming, walking like a man with his balls crushed. You have to stand before us at attention while the men describe what they did to you. Nor will it be as bad as when we’re home, and I announce it’s torture time. You have one minute to strip naked, fall at my feet, and beg for punishment. You ask me to be cruel, and I say I will be. You promise not beg for mercy, and I say I accept that challenge.

“Then, I cuff your wrists and lift you by our pulley until your toes barely touch the floor. Then I whip and torture you, and you just hang there naked and helpless, and I keep working on you. Finally, you do beg for mercy, but I love you for holding out several hours and giving me so much pleasure. Nor will it be as bad as some of the women I whore you out to for money. I love whoring you and making money off you. I know they torture you terribly, but the upside is you get some good pussy don’t you, you goddamn adulterer?

“They tell me how good a pussy and ass eater you are. They scream in orgasm and get so goddamn horny they insist you fuck them. Oh, I don’t care, Sidney, because I make good money off you, you goddamn whore. Now, the bad news for you, right now, is I’m beating you with the single tail that you call the devil’s tail. Kiss my whipping hand and the devil’s tail and beg for a beating.”

She starts on me, and it’s all I can do to just stand there and take it like a man. I can tell from the mirrors that she has drawn blood in several places. She finally finishes and announces that I can kiss her feet and thank her.

Then she shows mercy and says that there will be no aftercare, as neither of us believes in it, but I can have corner time. She says she knows such a beating destroys me mentally and physically, and she wants my clarity back. I thank her profusely and go stand at attention in the corner.

She takes a well-deserved break and then returns and starts calling friends and family. She wants everyone to know she will be stepping out for the weekend and wants complete privacy without being bothered with phone calls. She activates the speaker so I can hear.

She calls her mother.

“Goddamn honey,” her Mom says, “Are you sure you want to spend so much time with Noodle Dick, because you know how big his dick is and how rough he is?”

“Yes, Mom,” Aileen says, “But I want it this time!”

“Well, be careful,” her mother answers, “I would let you talk to your dad, but he’s busy licking my asshole while I cook. You know what a goddamn asslicker your dad is,” she laughed.

“Aileen,” she continued, “I want you to set up a gangbang for us with all your white and nigger fuckers. They can fuck us, and your Dad and Sidney can clean us up. It can be a competition, and the one of us with the most loads in us will be the winner, and we can eat each other’s pussies to get the men horny and ready.

“That’s a great idea, Mom. I’ll set it up!” she answers.

After their goodbyes, she calls my Mom for a long conversation. She tells my Mom she’s stepping out for the weekend and then shows my damage.

“Goddamn, Aileen, you really did a job on the son of a bitch this time,” my Mom says and calls my Dad to come see.

“Goddamn boy, you look good,” my Dad laughed and then thanked Aileen for beating him.

“You know, Aileen, Sidney was an unwanted child, and we were going to abort him, but decided it would be fun to have a torture toy. I’m like you, Aileen, with no desire to clean up baby vomit, piss, and shit. Sidney had a good life up to six years old, and then his life of hell on earth began. Sidney was a brilliant child and the smartest child in his class, and he made straight A’s all through school.

“His first betrayal began in first grade when he brought home his first report card with straight A’s. He was proud when he gave it to me. I looked at it and said what a disappointment, son. I called his Dad in the room, and his Dad said, “Goddamn son, no A+. What are we raising here, a fucking idiot?’ Sidney looked at me with those big, beautiful brown eyes, and I slapped his face so hard. His Dad got the razor strap and just beat the hell out of his goddamn little naked ass.

“Then we sent him to bed with no dinner. It was terrible what we put him through, Aileen, and there must be a special place in hell reserved for us for the abuse we put him through. The beatings and tortures he endured for twelve years are unspeakable, but I’ll tell you about them later.

“When he went to college and met you and brought you home the first time, we were immediately captivated and loved you. You’re the most beautiful girl we’ve ever seen, and when we found out you were a dom and would make his life a living hell, we were sold and couldn’t love you more as a daughter-in-law. I remember you were afraid to tell us you decided to abort our grandson, but goddamn, we nearly cum on the spot when you told us, and I could see my husband’s dick rise in his pants.

“Aileen, I can’t tell you the pleasure it has brought us when we fuck to the video of you making Sidney jack off on that little dead bastard’s mangled remains. We love you, honey! Bye for now, and remember, we want a front row seat when you crucify Sidney.”

xxxxx

Aileen returns to the room later and snaps her fingers.

“Come on, Sidney,” she says, “It’s time for date preparation. Lay out my expensive diamond necklace, bracelet, and anklet, and the clothes you want me to wear. You want me to look my best when I desecrate our marriage, don’t you?”

Then I draw the bath and lovingly bathe my beautiful wife. including shaving her perfect long legs, pussy, and preparing her for adultery with another man. As she does her perfect makeup, she addresses me, kneeling at her perfect ass.

“Sidney,” she says, “You know one of the best things about cucking you is that none of these men deserve me. They didn’t have to woo me, court me, wine and dine me, spend countless thousands pampering and pleasing me. All they have to do is fuck me, and I give them my husband’s married pussy for free.

“Sidney, I especially want you to think of me tomorrow, when you are at that goddamn church welcoming those fools and parking their cars. I want you to know that your wife’s adulterous pussy will be full of another man’s dick. What if those goddamn mother fuckers knew what kind of a man you are, pissing on graves, blaspheming, and eating my shit? You’re the biggest goddamn hypocrite that ever lived, Sidney.”

At four in the afternoon, Noodle Dick rang our doorbell. Naked, I welcomed him into our home. I went and got Aileen and brought her into the living room. She was the most beautiful I have ever seen her. I presented her to him.

“Sir,” I said, “I present my wife to you for your pleasure.”

They kissed like they were a married couple.

Goddamn, Aileen, you have beaten the hell out of Sid!” he said.

“Well, he needs to remember, his wife when she is gone,” she answered.

Then she turned to me, slapped me, and spat in my face.

“You listen to me, you goddamn son of a bitch! When I get back here, Monday evening, this house better be spotless. My sexy little red pick-up washed and waxed. All the laundry is done. And the lawn is impeccable. If not, what happened to you today will be a cake-walk to what I give you. Do you understand me?”

“Yes, Ma’am,” I replied.

“Good. Now kiss your goddamn wife’s ass goodbye.”

He laughed.

I kissed her ass and watched my beloved wife walk off hand in hand with another man.

It was a different woman I picked up on Monday afternoon. She emerged from his door looking like a wrecked woman. There was no makeup, her hair was dishevelled, and she wore only a tank top, shorts, and sandals. She got in the car, and I noticed bruises on her shoulders and bite marks on her neck and chest. She was walking gingerly and bow-legged. Tears welled up in my eyes.

“Aileen, I’m confronting him for hurting you,” I demanded.

“No, you will have to thank him later. We just had hard sex. The bruises are from me running into the headboard and him grabbing me and pulling me back. I have so much cum in me, my pussy, stomach, and ass. My pussy is sore, he packed my shit, and rearranged my guts, and I bled rectally when he sodomized me. I could only take half his dick up my ass.”

“Honey, where is your beautiful wedding ring?” I asked.

“It’s in my pussy, honey. He thought it would be a good idea for you to retrieve it, out of me, covered with our combined juices, and then to put it in your mouth to clean it.”

I agreed.

“Sidney, you have no idea how much I love you! Please, just no more questions. Please just take your wife home, draw us a hot bubble bath, and let’s just sink in it up to our necks, and just hold me, Sidney.”

Then, she fell against me and said nothing else on the way home.

I drew the bath, picked up my beloved wife, deposited her in the water, and joined her. We just lay there in each other’s arms and kept telling each other softly how in love we are. I continuously lightly kissed her beautiful forehead and face as she slumbered against me. I love my wife.

THE END?