“I know I was vey cruel to you, and I can’t deny that I enjoyed it, at that moment. Its almost like I’m a different person when I’m with Emma, but I think you know that. When I’m being a couple with Emma, I fell that I can be a sadistic little bitch, and I don’t feel like that when I am with you. I really got excited seeing Emma spank you yesterday, but I don’t think I’d want to do that when it was just us. It’s going to be really important to be able to switch in and out of the two relationships, I’m either with you, and you are my husband, or I am with Emma, and she is my girl friend.” She paused, before adding, “my lesbian girl friend and my lover.”
“The cage really helps with that, as soon as you are locked in, the roles reverse. Emma and me are I charge, and I belong to her. Once it comes off, then I am your wife again.”
I realised that made sense, and also that it was how I felt about our roles. As soon as I had put it on, I had become their slave, until Louise unlocked me, and then she was my wife again.
She carried on stroking me gently. “It was great having Emma to stay over, but neither of us liked the way it had to end. We chatted about it just before she left, and I think we might want to make an alteration to the arrangements, if that’s okay with you?”
I wondered where this was going, and monitored for her to carry on.
“I want me and Emma to cary on having our Thursday night date nights. We love going out together, and I love being her girl fiend when we are out. So this is what I want to do. I will go out with her every Thursday as her girl friend. Sometimes we will go drinking, or for a meal, and I will come home afterwards.: She chuckled, “it might be very late, but I will come home at some point. But on other weeks, we might go to a hotel, and I won’t come back until the morning. I might even go straight to work so you won’t see me until the evening.” She looked straight at me, the stroking stopping for a moment. “Whichever of those options happen, it will be my decision, and you won’t be consulted. When I go out on a Thursday, you won’t know if I am coming back or not. I’m with Emma then, and you don’t matter.”
I motioned for her to carry on.
“We also want to spend time together her, as a couple. I realise that this is also our house, but just 24 hours isn’t enough for me and Emma together. On the other hand I realise that we also have a life together. So this is the plan. Once a month, perhaps the first weekend, of the month, we will spend the whole weekend together, based her. We might stay in for the whole time, or we might go out, but for that weekend, me and Emma will be a couple. You will be our slave for the weekend, for Friday night until Monday morning. Your cage will go on at the start, and start on until the end.”
She stopped, not sure of what I thought of it. I noted my head, encouraging her to continue.
“We probably need to make some changes to the way your slave contract works. I think we both need some time to thunk about that, so I don’t want to talk about it any more right now, but I appreciate its something we need to make work.”
She looked at me expectantly while I thought about what she said. In many ways it made sense. She could carry on having every Thursday as Emma’s girl friend, and to be honest, it made little difference to me whether she cam home afterwards or stayed out. The weekend arrangement made sense as well, it meant that we could plan in advance, and just block out the first weekend of every month.
I grasped her head in my hands, and kissed her gently on the head. “Yes darling. You can be Emma’s girl friend every Thursday, and I will be a slave for both of you for a weekend, once a month.”
She returned the kiss, “Thank you.”
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