Chapter 1: The Masters

Excerpt from Forward to The Challenges of Marrying a Sex Slave by John Somers

Many ask me if I am naturally an expert on Master-husband relationships. The truth is that I am not naturally a dominant personality. I was raised in a normal family, and exhibited a normal level of assertiveness. The army taught me leadership, which it defines as “the process of influencing people, by providing purpose, direction, and motivation while operating to accomplish the mission and improve the organization.” What my non-commissioned officers (NCO’s) taught me was that leadership is about serving your unit and subordinates by providing the guidance and planning while ensuring that one’s subordinates are taken care of. They typically focus on taking care of the subordinates’ part while my superiors focused on accomplishing the mission. Both are correct and equally necessary.

One visible aspect, in which officers show their care for their soldiers, is that they always eat last. While the Privates are filling their mouths and the Sergeants are in line to get their food, the officers are drinking coffee and talking amongst themselves while observing that all their men are fed. Once the line is empty and their NCO’s assure them that all their men have eaten, the officers allow themselves to be fed. The point is that if the food runs out, the officers are the first ones to miss a meal, but they accept that as a risk in ensuring that their subordinates are fed. A Master-husband will also put the needs of his submissive-wife ahead of his own needs. Even if his need is to have a “normal” marriage while his wife needs a Master-husband. At least that is my story.

A Father Gives His Daughter Away

I have lived in Round Rock, Texas for just over a year after resigning my army officer commission after serving my country for six years. A high-tech manufacturing company hired me as a project manager and my army leadership training and experience served me well. On a Friday night in March, I was enjoying a beer while reading a book on the battle at Gettysburg. I am sure to many that sounds like I was not socially active, and that was in fact, true. I occasionally had an after-work drink with co-workers, but on the weekend I kept to myself except for short conversations with my neighbors.

After I heard the doorbell I went to the door and saw through the peep-hole my neighbor Robert Masters with his daughter Amy. I was a little surprised, because all of our previous conversations had been in one of our front lawns, but I liked Robert and the two times I had met his daughter and son-in-law, I considered them to be nice people.

“Hello, Robert, Amy; come in and have a seat. Would you like a drink?”

“Thank you John, we will have water, please.”

When I returned with their waters I noticed that Robert seems nervous and Amy was looking down at the floor.

“Is everything ok with your two?”

“I have a problem and am looking for a solution. I am hoping you might be willing to help, but first I would like to ask you if you are in a romantic relationship that I don’t know about.”

“No. I have been focused on my job and have not made the effort to meet anyone.”

“Please let me explain some family background without interruption.”

I nodded my agreement and he explained his unusual problem. I was surprised when he told me that his family produced women who were naturally submissive and the men were dominant role-models for their sons. They did not know when this unusual dynamic began but it was many generations ago. Thus, fathers would assume a Master-father relationship with their daughters. It sound worse than it is. Like any other father, they loved their daughters and showered them with affection. But they also ordered their daughters and controlled their lives. The daughters almost always considered this to be normal (the few daughters without submissive tendencies were treated as normally as the family knew how). The fathers also taught their daughters that they were only to submit to them in that way until they found a good husband who would assume their responsibility. Once the daughters approached the appropriate age to marry, their fathers found appropriate dominant husbands who would meet the emotional needs of their daughters and arranged the marriage.

When Robert was a teenager, he witnessed his sister’s marriage and it changed his attitude. Her husband was much more controlling than his dad. And he enjoyed humiliating his sister. He would expose her to his friends and eventually shared her sexually with some of his friends. When Robert went to his father, he too regretted that his son-in-law treated his daughter that way, but there was nothing he could do. She was now married and her husband was her master. After several more years, Robert lost his temper, beat the snot out of his brother-in-law, and “taught” him how he would treat his sister from then on. Fortunately, the confrontation changed the marriage for the better and both his sister and her Master-husband seemed to find a more loving and mutually fulfilling relationship.

Robert was determined that his daughter would not be in this situation. So, in addition to finding an appropriate husband (named Jeff Richardson), he also included a different kind of pre-nuptial agreement. This agreement included a section of behavior that would revert “ownership” of Amy back to her father. It also mandated Robert visiting with the couple weekly so that he could monitor their relationship. The marriage seemed to be working well for eighteen months. Last Sunday, her husband seemed nervous. After an interrogation, Jeff admitted to showing off by stripping Amy in front of his best friend and ordering her to have sex with him. Amy naturally obeyed, happy to please her husband.

Robert went to his car and retrieved his copy of the pre-nup and informed his daughter that he was her master once again by the terms of the agreement. He brought her home with him and had initiated a divorce. Jeff apologized and agreed to not fight it.

“Amy, I am so sorry that he mistreated you.”

Amy looked up at me in surprise, but Robert was the one to reply, “Oh, she does not think that she was mistreated. The Masters family girls are happy to please their husbands. It takes much more abuse to hurt them, and even then, they will never object. It is not in their nature. That is why the pre-nup allows me to take control. I refused to abandon her completely to the whims of any man. So far, Jeff has humiliated me and my family. And, based on his actions, I think he will abuse her if my influence is ever removed. I won’t allow that. But, something else troubles me even more. Amy, tell Mr. Somers if you loved Jeff.”

Amy looked confused before saying, “I don’t know. I always obeyed him but I never really thought about it being love.”

“See, John. Jeff wanted a sex-slave to rule. He did not and does not want a wife to love and cherish. That is just not good enough. I have thought about it this week. I think what she needs is not a master who can learn to love. She needs a husband who can learn to take over. And, I think that man could be you. You do find her attractive, don’t you?”

“Whoa! Sure, she is attractive. And I think she is a very nice girl. But, I am no master. I don’t want a slave. I am not even actively looking for a wife.”

“But John, I think you will learn to love her and teach her to love you. That is what she needs the most. The other thing is not that difficult. All you need to do is learn what her emotional and psychological needs are and give it to her. You are a giving person. You will naturally want to give her the guidance she craves.”

“Robert, I have no experience in BDSM, and frankly I don’t want one. I don’t want a wife that just obeys me. I want a wife who loves and respects me. And I sure don’t want to have to order my wife to have sex with me against her will. That would be ... just disgusting!”

“I am her master right now. Well, I am her father and I am the man that she obeys. Do you think I am having sex with my own daughter? Or do you think that I don’t love her or that she does not love me?”

“Well, no.”

“Forget whatever sex stories or porn you may have watched. This has nothing to do with that. This is about love and meeting the needs of your loved one. Of course she will have sex with her husband. That is a given. And her nature is to want to please her husband. There is nothing wrong with that. I expect you understand that a marriage relationship is about wanting to please each other, wanting your partner to develop in the best way that they can and wanting to meet the emotional needs of each other, even if it might not match your own.”

“Right, but there are limits to what I am willing to do; I have no desire to “rule” my spouse. I absolutely will not cause her physical pain, or emotional suffering for that matter. I don’t want to be harsh or demanding to the woman I marry. I want to love, protect and cherish my future wife.”

“And that is exactly what Amy needs, John. She does not respond well to corporal punishment or harsh words. Not from me. It crushes her spirit. And she very rarely needs correction of any sort. She wants to please. That is both her blessing and her curse. She is blessed to be such a wonderful young woman. She has never rebelled. Even as a child, if she disobeyed her parents, it was because she forgot. The only correction she needed was to be reminded and to point out that she disappointed me by not being obedient. That mild admonishment would have her crying in my arms for fifteen minutes and for the rest of the week, she held onto me as much as she could. The only problem is that she is vulnerable to men without the self-discipline to always put her ahead of their own temptation to take advantage of her.”

“But you said that she had emotional needs that require a master.”

“Again, forget that term. What I have said so far, is that she needs someone to be gentle with her desire to please the main man in her life. The other thing she needs is someone to tell her the plan and to give her specific instructions if she does not understand her role in that plan. For example, if you want the two of you to work in the yard all week, tell her that as the plan, and give her what that entails and if she is not sure what to do, tell her to do a specific task. Once she completes that task, if she seems unsure what to do, tell her to do another task. She is a smart girl. She will pick up what you want and will then take the initiative of choosing which tasks are hers. Is that so different from what you do when you lead groups?”

“No. That sounds like normal leadership, really.”

“Now I am asking. She needs more than her father at her age. She needs physical affection that I don’t feel comfortable doing myself. I would like for you to spend the weekend with her. Let her do what she wants. Expect her to prepare meals and to generally try to anticipate her needs. When she does something good, merely thank her. I have noticed that you thank people routinely just to be mannerly, and that will suffice. If you think about it, be a little more expressive as you thank her and see how she responds. She will wag her tail more than a hound dog when you pat its head. I think you will find her endearing.”

“I will give it a try. But, I don’t plan to have sex with her. That would feel like I was exploiting her.”

“That is fine, whether you do or not. What she needs is for you to hold her and give her little signs of affection. I can do those things, but she also needs her man to hold her all night as she sleeps. I can’t do that. If, at some time, you develop fond feelings for her and she gets you worked up, I don’t mind if you guys give in to passion. I have no concern that you will take advantage of her. You okay with that?”

I reluctantly agreed. After asking for permission, Amy fixed a simple dinner and I ate at my dining room table for the first time in months. I didn’t really want to know any more details of her marriage so our conversation was somewhat superficial. After she cleaned up the dishes, I noticed that she was standing in the doorway watching me, so I gesture for her to join me on the couch and pulled her next to me while I watched television. She snuggled up next to me and kept me company.

When it was near time for bed, I instructed her to go pack for the weekend to be sure that she had modest sleepwear. After we both showered, she joined me in bed in an oversized t-shirt. At first we both laid there awkwardly. Then I rolled over; told her “thank you for keeping me company tonight. I really appreciate it”; and I kissed her lightly on her lips. The expression changed immediately to one of great joy and she rolled near me to rest her head on my shoulder while I put my arm around her. I woke up the next morning in the lovers’ position. I was spooned behind her, my erection in her crack and one hand holding a full breast.

Being a Saturday I began doing yard work. As I started to prepare the lawnmower, she asked if she could use the trimmer so that we could finish earlier. After ensuring that she had used a similar tool before I agreed. After I mowed, she helped me clean the sidewalk. We went inside and I went to take a quick shower to wash away the dust and after a few minutes she shocked me by climbing in with me. But she did not really respond to my surprise and simply washed me and herself.

I knew she was beautiful, and from what I could tell from her previous clothed condition, she seemed to have a nice figure. Seeing her nude just confirmed that. Even in the shower with wet, black hair and no make-up, she enchanted me. In addition to an attractive face, she had deep green eyes that I appreciated.