Saturday, March 9, 2024

Short Story: Pearl shopping with Tulip

Tulips Fancy

Tulip's Wife's POV: Tulip and his Wife go to the shops for jewelry that would hang lovely on Tulip's lovely neck....sealing his status as Lady of the House. 

(*Décolleté: A low neckline on a woman's dress or top)

As promised one warm summer early evening, I took Tulip to the square in town to look at the jewelry in the boutique shops. I'm not sure it was a promise he hoped I would keep. It was another step-in cementing in his mind that this is a permanent thing. 

This is our life style. I held his hand and walked at a pace that allowed him to keep his elegance while walking in heels. I must say Kelly has done a marvelous job with him. His flirty summer dress complimented his heels. My mother tried to teach me how to walk in heels when I was a girl. It was a disaster. She gave up in the end. I still only wear two-inch heels for important business meetings. To start with we just window shopped, walking around enjoying the evening. After looking in a couple of windows we went inside. The first set he tried on gave me such a thrill I wasn't sure my pants would survive the evening and I hadn't bought any spares with me! 

I had dreamt of this moment since the first time I took him out for coffee. His neck was one of the things that first attracted me to him. It's smoothness and the absences of an Adams apple, just made me think it was begging to be decorated. The other things that attracted me to him were his complete naive incompetence at anything he tried. Making him dependent and susceptible to suggestion. He is also quite a bit smaller than me. Expanding the gap in our physiques is something I have been slowly working on for the last three years. I have him down to sixty kg allowing me to be firmer with him when necessary. He also has a trusting and loving nature.

The first set were a short twin strand of bigger pearls that I thought seemed to lengthen his neck. The truth be known. I just wanted to bury my mouth in his neck and lick the length of it. Controlling myself though I had him try on another set this time with three strands. I liked this set but wished they sat lower on his décolleté. I asked what he thought. He was blushing profusely and just whispered, 

"I can't believe you are really doing this. They are so expensive." 

"A promise, is a promise sweetheart," I said.



I asked the assistant if they could be lengthened. She said they could lengthen the clasp area but it will show when he is wearing his hair up. Or we could order you a set three inches longer. They will sit an inch and a half further down his décolleté.   

Yes, do that I said. I saw him swallow hard. Still blushing and starting to perspire. I think it was sinking in. This is what I always wanted. When I was growing up my mother always told me, 

"To not just look at the boy or the man he is now, but at the man he will grow into." 

I think her advice was spot on. Tulip has grown into exactly the man I wanted. I said to the assistant we will also take the two strands with the matching earrings. That is when Tulips knees went and I had to catch him. The assistant bought over a chair and went to get a glass of water. I had a good year work wise. Business is good. We deserve to enjoy the fruits. While he was sitting down, I had a look though his handbag to see if he had a spare pad. I was in danger of leaking though the outside of my pants. Luckily, he did. The next stop would be the coffee shop to make myself decent. Tulip had some water and settled down while I settled the bill and waited for them to give us a time line on the three strands. 

After some window shopping, we headed back to the jewelry shop. I knew tonight the jewelry would be the only thing Tulip would be wearing while I pound him into the mattress....only this time, I will remember to keep the windows closed. 

18 comments:

  1. Wow! she must really love him.

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    1. She could be "firmer" with me anytime. Although I suspect a raised eye brow would be all that is needed to bring me back in line. Being the cowardly Nancy boy I am.

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  2. Tulip must be a screamer. If she leaves the window open the whole neighbourhood will be able to tell how much she loves him.

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    1. Yes. That little "Swooning" spell in the jewelry store tells me "She" has very little composure or control over her inner emotions. She'd be a noisy one while being Railed.

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    2. He does wear his emotions on his sleeve. Love, submission , embarrassment and shame all bring out a physical response. Whether it is sobbing uncontrollably while receiving correction, Swooning when put in a situation that he can't leave and exposed as a kept feminized male. He was encouraged to express his emotions and once that happens there is no putting the genie back in the bottle.

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  3. Was the included photo of Tulip? I can see how she fell in love with his neck. I would too, plus the strands show off beautifully.

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    1. Yes. The little Darling's neck is virtually Swanlike in appearance.

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    2. Pearls and heels, is anything else needed? Of course, always caged.

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    3. I Don't think he really needs a cage. Unless it is some pretty genital jewellery.

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  4. Look at her lips. All of the men in the neighborhood will soon be "swooning" . Very soft, puffy and moist!
    Donna

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    1. Why yes Donna. Her lips do have a certain, fullness and plumpness about them. Perfect Cocksucker lips.

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    2. I think his wife knows he see them in the mirror every day and knows where they have been. That can never be undone. That will always be in his head.

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  5. I think he does have experience in that area.

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  6. I like the motherly advice. Not sure this is what she had in mind.

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    1. Perhaps he should meet her mother sometime.

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  7. Thank you all for your comments. I'm glad there is still some interest.

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  8. A wonderful story. Thank you

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