I start off on the phone with my best friend who is hyping me up to follow through on a plan we've been building for some time. I'm wearing a white skirt and a sexy white open front crop top, as I lounge on the couch. I get off of the phone and call you, my husband, in for a little chat. You instantly, and stupidly, think that I've worn this outfit for you and you quickly learn otherwise. I start off by explaining how I didn't have much of a choice in the matter of marrying you because we were basically one step away from an arranged marriage. As time has passed, I've learned that I deserve so...

I start off on the phone with my best friend who is hyping me up to follow through on a plan we've been building for some time. I'm wearing a white skirt and a sexy white open front crop top, as I lounge on the couch. I get off of the phone and call you, my husband, in for a little chat. You instantly, and stupidly, think that I've worn this outfit for you and you quickly learn otherwise. I start off by explaining how I didn't have much of a choice in the matter of marrying you because we were basically one step away from an arranged marriage. As time has passed, I've learned that I deserve so much better! I go on to describe how little I think of you and your corn kernel-sized dick. I also remind you of how long it's been since I've deigned to have sex with you, and you're surprised at the realization that it's been years. That tiny little nubby between your legs doesn't provide me with much pleasure, so I stopped putting in the effort for sex a long time ago. Face flushed, you try to interrupt me to argue your side, but I quickly shush you and tell you to zip your lips! To your surprise, you do exactly as I say and you feel a twinge of excitement at my commanding tone. I continue to describe, in detail, how embarrassing your little nubby kernel dick is, and how I'll never fuck it again, ever! From now on, I've decided that I need to ONLY have a real man's dick in my life and I plan on seeking it out. At some point during all of this, I remove my skirt to reveal white nylon thigh highs and a lacey white thong. The sight of me like this is more than enough to convince you to do exactly as I say. You hope to get to see me like this again, so you decide to behave. I tell you that since you don't have a real cock, and that it's more like a kernel nub clit, that you should be wearing some underwear that fits better than guys underwear do. Ya know, the kind that have the little pocket for your cock. No cock means you don't need that extra bit of fabric, huh? I pull out a pair of lacey white boy short type panties and toss them at you, instructing you to immediately put them on! Once you have them shimmied into place, I smile because I knew my intuition about this was right. Those panties look WAY better! I then go on to describe how our situation is going to work out from here on out. From now on, you will in the second bedroom, so I don't have to deal with your grossness next to me, especially while you're flicking your bean in an attempt to masturbate. Which reminds me to tell you that you are no longer allowed to masturbate unless certain conditions are met. I'm going to start going out to meet real men and take them back home to fuck them in MY bedroom. You will ONLY be allowed to masturbate when this happens and ONLY when the fucking has begun. You're allowed to listen through the door and if I leave it cracked, you can peek through to watch. Then, and only then, can you make your little nubby squirts! Oh, and you MUST wear your panties anytime you rub the nub. This will also be the only way that I'm willing to remain married to you. This way, you'll still have something to boast about. Ya know, claiming me as your wife. Wanting to be allowed to remain in the presence of your new cuckolding Goddess, you don't hesitate to agree to my conditions and you prepare for what your life is going to be like from here on out.