Domestic Submission – A short story.

As I relax in my plush armchair, I watched as my submissive husband knelt before me, diligently painting my toenails with a vibrant shade of red. His hands were steady as he carefully applied the polish, ensuring that each nail was coated perfectly.

Once he finished painting my toenails, I wiggled my toes in approval, admiring the bold color against my skin. I then leaned forward, a mischievous glint in my eye.

“Now, darling, once my toenails are dry, I want you to suck on them,” I instructed, my voice low and tinged with desire.

His eyes widened in surprise, but he nodded obediently, eager to fulfill my request. I could see the anticipation building as he waited for the polish to dry.

After a few minutes, I held out my foot to him, the freshly painted toenails glistening in the light. He took my foot in his hands, his lips pressing against each painted nail as he sucked on them with reverence.

A thrill surged through me as I felt his warm mouth on my toes, sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. I reveled in the sensation, basking in the power I held over him.

As he finished sucking on each toe, I withdrew my foot with a satisfied smile. He looked up at me with adoration, his eyes filled with devotion and love.

“Thank you, my sweet husband,” I murmured, running my fingers through his hair. “You always know how to please me.”

In that moment, we both understood the depth of our connection as a hotwife and her submissive husband – a bond built on trust, respect, and a shared passion for exploration and devotion. And as we sat together in the dimly lit room, I knew that our love would only continue to deepen with each passing day.