by Jane Pearl
Chapter Nine – Final Possession
“Once you have submitted to your husband, he will become very possessive of you. Don’t be surprised if he wants you to wear visible signs of his ownership.” Excerpt from How to Be a Submissive Wife by Penelope Wiggins
Sarah looked over the food she’d prepared for her family’s Christmas Eve celebration and couldn’t believe that at the end of the night it would most likely all be eaten. A teenage girl and two tween boys can eat a lot of food! Walking over to check the turkey in the oven, she thought back over the weeks leading up to the holiday season. Her family had been crazy busy with Christmas Programs, Christmas parties, decorating and shopping. She blushed when she thought of all of the hairbrush spankings she’d received due to stress induced bitchiness. Joe had finally mandated a nightly hand spanking in December to help her prioritize and relieve her stress. Rubbing her backside, Sarah ruefully acknowledged that his strategy had helped. Walking over to the door to the living room, she told her children that dinner would be ready soon. Excited whoops greeted her announcement. The kids knew that after dinner they would get to open their presents.
Christmas Eve dinner went off without a hitch. Joe poured Sarah a glass of wine and one for himself and toasted her. “To the best, most beautiful wife in the world.” Sarah blushed and clicked her glass with his. “To the handsomest, most wonderful husband in the world.” Her breath hitched in her throat. “Merry Christmas my love.” They leaned over to kiss to a chorus of “Ewwws…” from the kids.
Joe slapped his hands on the table. “Who’s going to help Mom clean up so we can open some presents?” The immediate response of the children was gratifying. This was the one night of the year when she got as much help as she needed cleaning up the dinner table! After the table was cleared, they all migrated to the living room where they gathered around the big fir tree laden with ornaments. Joe played Santa Claus, handing out presents to the children. They were all delighted with their haul. Kate got a new smart phone and the boys got a new game system. Joe stood and looked at them indulgently. Pulling a small smartly wrapped present out from under the tree, he handed it to Sarah. Looking at him in surprise, Sarah took the present. “I thought we weren’t exchanging presents this year?” “With how much work you put into the holidays, I wanted to let you know how much I appreciate all you do for our family.” Sarah looked back up at him and down at the gift. She tore the wrapping paper off and uncovered a box with a jeweler’s name on the front. Taking a deep breath, she opened it and squealed in surprise. “Pearl drop earrings! Oh, I love them.” She ran to Joe and hugged him. Looking at him with tears in her eyes, she said. “What a thoughtful gift. You know how much I love pearls.” Joe gathered her close for a hug. Muttering in her ear he said, “The rest will come later tonight.” Pulling back from him, she looked expectant. “There’s more?…You shouldn’t have.” Joe looked into her eyes with burning promise. “Yes, I should have.”
The rest of Christmas Eve, Joe and Sarah cuddled on the couch with their glasses of wine and watched the children enjoy their gifts. When the boys’ eyes started to look droopy, Joe ordered all of the kids to bed. “We don’t want to be tired at Grandma’s house tomorrow do we?” With a chorus of “No’s!” The children all went to bed…even Kate. Smiling down at Sarah, Joe helped her up and they moved towards their bedroom. After doing her evening toilette, Kate walked naked from the master bath into their bedroom. Joe waited for her sitting in the chair next to their bed. “Please come and kneel here Darling.” He indicated the floor next to his feet. “Yes Sir.” Sarah gracefully knelt next to his chair with her legs spread wide. Joe lifted her chin and held out a long narrow box under her nose. “I wanted to give this to you in private.” Opening the box, Joe showed her the contents. It was a delicate filigree choker necklace with a pearl dangling from the front. Sarah realized that it matched the pearl drop earrings he’d given her earlier. “Sir, is this a …collar?” “Yes, Dear if you are ready for this step.” She looked at the necklace in the box and traced it with her finger. Tears welled in her eyes. “Yes Sir, I am honored that you would like to take us to the next step. Please put it on me.” She turned and lifted her hair so he could put the necklace on her. With slightly shaking fingers, Joe lifted the necklace out of the case. After attaching the clasp in back, he wrapped his large hands around her shoulders and kissed her on the back of her neck. “Turn around so I can see the collar with the earrings.” Sarah turned to face him with her knees spread wide. “How does it look?” “Absolutely beautiful darling…I love you so much.” Joe leaned forward to press a gentle kiss on her lips.
That evening, they made love with a depth of emotion never seen by either one of them before. As they reached their climaxes, they both had tears in their eyes. Sarah wore both the collar and the earrings all night. Joe cuddled her close and didn’t let her move out of his arms.
The next morning, they got ready to go to Joe’s parent’s house. Sarah dressed in a clingy burgundy dress with the pearl drop earrings and the collar from Joe. Seeing that she wore the choker, Joe rested his hand over the collar for a moment and dropped his head to give her a quick kiss on her lips. They walked downstairs to collect the children for the car ride to Joe’s parents’ house. Carrying armfuls of presents, Joe and Sarah walked into his parent’s large rustic cottage amidst raucous greetings from his family. Sarah nodded at Brandi who waved from the couch in the living room. They distributed the presents under the tree and turned to give hugs to Joe’s mom, Julie and his dad, Oscar. Julie was a petite woman with short cropped silver hair. Oscar looked like an older version of Joe with hair that was much more salt than pepper. He still had a muscular build though and slapped his son on the back with noticeable strength. “Good to see you son. Merry Christmas!” Kate and the boys crowded in to give their grandparents hugs as well. After everyone had exchanged greetings, the party retired to the dining room and had a wonderful Christmas lunch of Prime Rib, baked potatoes and a dizzying assortment of side dishes. Dessert consisted of a variety of pies made by Julie. Sitting back and patting their stomachs, the adults teased the children with the prospect of waiting until New Year until they could open their presents. Bombarded with a chorus of “NO’s” from the kids, the adults laughingly gave in and moved to the living room to exchange gifts. Sarah sat on the couch. Brandi followed her and gingerly sat down on the cushion next to Sarah. Sarah cocked an inquisitive eyebrow at Brandi and said, “Work out too hard this week?” Brandi blushed. “No, Greg was a little enthusiastic with the hairbrush last night.”
“Ohhh! So you decided to try it out?” Sarah leaned over to whisper so the others couldn’t hear. “Greg talked me into it. The only thing that has kept me invested is the great sex.” She blushed with these words. “I’ve regressed a bit into bitchiness with the holiday season so Greg has had to correct me more than usual. My ass has been pretty much blistered since December first!” Sarah commiserated. “Tell me about it sister!” They shared a knowing smile and then turned to watch the children tear into their presents.
They spent the week after Christmas skiing and playing in the snow. Joe had to work a few days but Sarah was able to spend the whole week with the kids. As the week drew to a close, New Year’s Eve loomed. The newspaper that Sarah used to work at was having its regular New Year’s Eve bash and Sarah was invited since she still did free lance work for them. Sarah was a little apprehensive at seeing all of her former co-workers at the newspaper since she now worked at home. She was especially nervous to see her former boss, Sam Roberts. She no longer felt anything for him but really didn’t want Joe to pick up on any weird vibes between them.
For some reason, the evening before the party, Joe was especially passionate in making love to her. He even left a few hickeys on her neck and some beard burn on her chest. As Sarah dressed for the party, she attempted to cover up the marks on her neck and chest but they still stood out on her pale skin. Joe’s collar helped to cover up some of the marks. Sarah dra
ped a scarf to cover the rest. As he helped her into her dress coat, Joe frowned down at the scarf but didn’t say anything. When they arrived at the party, Joe and Sarah were greeted enthusiastically by her former co-workers. Joe helped Sarah out of her coat and pulled off her scarf. At her protest Joe gave her a scorching look and said, “You don’t need this.” Pulling back, Sarah nodded her head in assent to his wishes. “Okay.” She smiled at him nervously. She was separated from Joe as he took their coats to put them away. Wandering over to the bar, she ordered a white wine and stood talking to her friends. Turning around, she ran straight into the chest of her former boss. Backing up she said, “Uh, hello Sam. How are you doing?” Looking at her with sad eyes, Sam smiled wistfully. “Okay, I guess. I don’t know if you heard but Laura and I have split.” Sarah gasped in shock. “Oh, I am so, so sorry Sam.” She instinctively reached out to grasp his hand to offer him comfort. His hand clung to hers as if it were a lifeline. “I feel so lost without Laura and the kids. I’m not sure what to do with myself.” He clung to her hand with both hands now. “I have to say, though, that our marriage wasn’t good for a very long time.” He glanced into her eyes meaningfully. “I think that it was over a long time ago.” Sarah’s eyes widened as she took in his oblique statement. Instinctively, she started backing away from him and attempted to disengage her hands from his grasp. As she moved back, she felt a hard arm wrap around her waist and pull her into a muscular chest. Reaching his free hand forward, Joe looked at Sam with narrowed eyes. “Nice to see you Roberts.” Sam recoiled and then hesitantly reached forward to shake Joe’s hand. “Joe, good to see you here. You usually don’t come to these events.” Joe rubbed his hand possessively up and down Sarah’s back ending up by cupping the back of her neck. “I support my wife in all of her endeavors including her freelance writing career. I really don’t like her to attend any events without me. Somebody might think she was available if she were unescorted.” He said this with a savage grin. Sam looked at the body language between and looked a little closer at the obvious beard rash on Sarah’s chest and the hickeys on Sarah’s neck above the barbaric looking collar. Oh my god! Sam’s eyes widened. That looked like a BDSM collar. Sarah had become Joe’s submissive! Sam shook his head, who would have thought sharp tongued, tough Sarah would submit to any man. Looking at Joe’s tough visage, he had to admit that Joe looked up to the job. Realizing that he had intruded on a solid marital relationship, he backed away from them giving some lame excuse as he backpedalled.
After Sam fled, Sarah spent the rest of the night in a daze. She didn’t think that Joe had noticed the chemistry between her and Sam when she worked at the paper. She was horrified that he might think that it went further than wishful thinking. For the rest of the evening, she absently visited with her friends while sipping her wine and hanging on Joe’s arm. As she put on a polite face, her mind was feverishly working, trying to figure out what to do when she faced Joe alone.
They were silent on the way home. Sarah glanced nervously at her husband as he drove the car with efficient skill. After he pulled into the garage, Joe came around to her door and helped her out of the car. When they walked into the front door of the house, Joe looked at Sarah. “I’ll be up in a few minutes. Why don’t you get ready for bed?” Sarah shyly nodded and went up to the bedroom. After undressing and doing her evening toilette, she walked into their bedroom and waited for him.
Joe checked his e-mail and then he checked on all his sleeping children. He had to smile at the sight of all three kids piled into Kate’s bed. Once he’d done his nightly routine, he walked upstairs to the master bathroom and brushed his teeth. Walking into the master bedroom he was stopped by the sight of his wife kneeling on the floor with her hands extended out in front of her and her forehead touching the floor. He could see her shoulders shaking slightly as she held her position. Rushing to her side, he lifted her up to a kneeling position. She had tears running down her cheeks. Brushing the tears away with his thumbs he knelt by her and looked into her face. “Sweetheart, what is wrong?” Sarah shuddered and attempted to speak. “J…Joe, I want you to know that nothing happened with Sam. We never crossed the line in any way.” “Joe looked at her dumbfounded. “I know that Honey. I know you would never cross the line. Roberts on the other hand would do it if he got the opening. I’ve watched him ogle you for years and I wouldn’t put it past him to make a move on you now that he is separated from his wife.”
Pulling her into his arms Joe talked against the top of her head. “I heard that he was single again and I admit that I went a little crazy thinking he might make a play for you.” He pulled back to look at her and his cheeks flushed dark red. “That’s why I deliberately marked you last night when we made love. I wanted that bastard to know that not only were you taken but that you were well satisfied in bed.” He rubbed his thumb possessively over one of his marks above the collar. “I never thought that I was the kind of guy to think of my woman as my property but I do see you as belonging to me.” He ran his hand over the collar then rubbed the chain and pendant around her bare waist with his fingers. Finally, he ran his hand down to her left arm to her wedding ring. Lifting her left hand up to his lips, he kissed the ring while looking into her eyes with passionate intent. “I hope you are okay with my possessiveness Honey because I don’t think I am going to change.” Sarah looked into his eyes and rubbed his cheek with her palm. “I consider myself yours and, in fact, I see you not just as my husband but as my Master. Since I’ve submitted to you, my life has improved in so many ways...” She sniffed back tears. “I love you Joe. I am proud to wear your collar, your pendant and your ring.” Leaning forward, she kissed him softly on the lips. Joe took over the kiss. He stood and lifted her in his arms to carry her. Laying her gently on the bed, he joined her after shedding his clothing. Holding her as if she would break, he kissed her with all of the love he felt in his heart. Sarah responded joyously, kissing him back. They spent the evening making love and murmuring words of love to each other. As the sun rose on the New Year, it found them in bed wrapped in each other’s arms.
The End
Table of Contents
Chapter One – A New Beginning
Chapter Two – Respect
Chapter Three – Letting go of the Purse Strings
Chapter Four – Carte Blanche
Chapter Five - Handing Over the Reins
Chapter Six – The Rules
Chapter Seven – Cracking the Whip
Chapter Eight – Accord
Chapter Nine – Final Possession