But make no mistake, I am a possession unless I become a mother. I sometimes think back to his questioning if I missed the quarters I had when I was a servant, and sometimes I do miss my old life. Not because I don’t like being with him, but now I’m tied to him forever. But I remind myself I was connected to him permanently before, too; it’s just closer now or seems so because we are married. From my reading, though, I can gauge that he is on the “modern” side of marriage, meaning he allows me to own money and work. Never mind that I am working for him.

I shift in my chair. My anus feels a bit weird. The Commander has been playing with my anus during sex because he wants to put both his penises in me at the same time. Of course, I understand he wants this. It is something he would have with a Silver female, but I don’t think I’m ready yet. I’m worried that it will hurt.

My Commander is taking it very slowly, though; I wouldn’t say he is pushing me. He lost his mind the other day when I gave him a blowjob, first one penis, then the other. As Silver females are incapable of doing this, he had never had this done to him before.

I’m taken out of my thoughts as he walks in. He’s early today, but that’s not uncommon since we married. If he can leave the bridge early to be with me, he does. He hasn’t worked any late nights in the last months.

I stand as he comes over to me.

He takes me in his arms. “I have been thinking about you.”

“All day?”

“I’ve been thinking about your body,” he runs his hands down the sides, skimming the sides of my breasts, and then begins lifting my dress. His bare hands on my skin make me shudder. He quickly finds his way inside my bra and plays with my nipples. I moan with pleasure.

“Do you want me to stop?”

“No.”

He pinches my nipples hard, and this is a game he likes.

“No, Commander.”

He leads me to the bed by my nipples then I say, “No, husband.”

Once he has the correct answer, he pulls my dress over my head and asks me to put my hands on the bed, bent over. I do as he says, with only my bra and underwear on.

“Have you been thinking about me while I’ve been away?”

“Yes, Husband,” I answer as he caresses sex from my clit to my ass over my underwear. It makes me so hot when he does this.

“Are you wet from thinking about me all day?” he asks as he puts his hand down the front of the underwear. “Is this hair all covered in wetness with your arousal?”

“I don’t know,” I answer.

He slaps my ass with his other hand.

This turns me on.