“So how do you feel about taking me home to meet your wife?” Haylee asked me. I was on my way to her car so she could appear to follow me home.
“It is very scary” I confessed.
“How does it scare you?”
“My wife can be very jealous. When I first got onto America Online I made a friend of a woman in a chat room. To my wife that was as bad as having an affair. She considered it an ’emotional affair.’ So I know she would be pissed if she learned about my devotion to you,” I explained.
“Are you embarrassed being my slave?”
“Well…” I thought for a moment before continuing, “Besides the people on In Haylee We Trust, I don’t talk about it with anyone. I am so glad I have those forums because it is helpful to have people to talk to about it, because no one else would understand. And those guys don’t know my real name, only you know that. So, am I embarrassed? I guess as a slave I am ‘in the closet.’ I do know that if my wife found out it would not go well.”
“What do you think would happen if your wife found out about your slavery to me?” she asked.
“She would force me to make a choice between you and her.”
“Do you feel you need to make a choice between me and her?”
“No,” I said without hesitation. “I have thought about that. You are my Goddess. I worship you. Ones religion doesn’t conflict with ones marriage.”
“So why don’t you just explain that to your wife?” Haylee pressed.
“As a religious experience this is… unusual. And there is the erotic aspect. I mean, the ancient Greeks and Romans would probably understand, but not a modern Irish Catholic!”
“I have come to accept – after much searching and a year trying to deny it – that I need you. I need to be your slave. That it is who I am,” I confessed.
“And you are willing to risk all that, and your marriage, to take me home and introduce me to your wife?” she observed.
“You commanded it” I replied. “What kind of slave would I be if I didn’t do as told? So I don’t want to, it scares the crap out of me, but you are my Goddess.”
“You pass,” She said with a smile. “You don’t have to introduce me to your wife.”
I let out a sigh of relief.
“My purpose in coming to visit you was to see if you’re for real. I am very pleased with you my pet. I have no doubts about your love and devotion. Go home and I want you to be a good submissive lover to your wife.”
We pulled up behind her car. Haylee gave me a kiss on the cheek, got out, and drove away. I sat for a few minutes to make sense of the experience. And then I drove home to my wife.
Many thanks for reading “The Test”.
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