The Cuckold Transformation Pt. 04

Chapter 01: Let’s go to the bar!

As they settle into the their SUV, John takes a moment to admire Sarah in her black, short dress. The fabric hugs her ass cheeks perfectly, and the low-cut neckline shows enough cleavage to be enticing. He himself is dressed in a pair of dark wash jeans and a black button-up shirt, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. The outfit is formal enough for a night out, but also not too stuffy or uncomfortable.

John starts the engine and turns to Sarah, “Well, where are we heading tonight?”

Sarah thinks for a moment, her fingers scrolling through her phone. “How about ‘The Rusty Tap’? You know, that bar we used to go to a couple of years ago?” John suggests.

Sarah shakes her head, “No babe, that place closed down ages ago. But, I just found this new bar, it’s called ‘The Velvet Lounge’. It looks pretty awesomed. Lots of young energy,” she says, showing him the website on her phone.

John glances at the website and types the name into the car’s GPS. “I’ve never heard of it, but it looks cool,” he says, trying not making a big deal about it.

Sarah’s eyes light up as she scrolls through more pictures. “Look, they have a DJ and a dance floor! I hope they’re playing tonight, it’s been forever since I’ve gone out dancing,” she says, her voice full of excitement.

John’s heart sinks a little, as he’s not much of a dancer, but he doesn’t want to ruin Sarah’s night. “Yeah, that could be fun,” he says, forcing a smile. As he starts to drive, he glances at the GPS on the dashboard. This new bar, The Velvet Lounge, is only a few miles away from their house.

Meanwhile, Sarah expends her time on the phone chatting with her friend and John’s therapist: Claire. She has a huge grin on her face as she recounts the events of the day to her friend.

“Hey, Claire! I have so much to tell you, but today was so intense that I didn’t even have the time!” Sarah says, her voice bubbling with excitement. “You won’t believe what happened at the supermarket today. I was totally flirting with this hot guy, right in front of John, and he didn’t even say anything. He was just being all whiny and submissive, it was kind of cute of him, actually. I loved it. Hahaha.”

“Hey, Sarah! Wait, what? Is he already doing that? I thought that maybe could take at least a couple of more sessions to arrive at this stage, to be honest.” says Claire one her very first message.

“Wait, wait, there’s more. Much more! When we arrived home, I kinda seduced him, made him hard, and then gave him the order to choose a slutty outfit for me, and made him dress me. Which he did, he even brushed my hair for me! Isn’t that fucking awesome?” she types, her fingers flying across the screen.

Claire laughs on the other end of the screen. “Oh my god, Sarah, you’re such a bitch. But I love it. So, where are you guys going tonight?”

“Well, we’re going to this university style bar. I don’t know why, but I’m feeling like dancing and celebrating tonight. Actually, I’m lying. I do know why!” she types, adding tons of laughing emoticons before hitting send.

Sarah’s phone dings with a response from Claire “OMG. Can’t wait to hear how it all goes down tonight.”

Sarah takes a deep breath, her hands fidgeting in her lap. “I’m just a little worried about how far I can go with John right now, you know? I don’t want to move too fast and screw everything up. We’ve been planning this for so a while now, and I don’t want to ruin it.”

“Listen, John is clearly giving early signs that he won’t cause any major trouble. I would bet that soon he’s gonna be completely broken. The way he’s been so obedient and understanding lately? That’s a fucking good sign! You just need to keep testing him, step by step, and see how he reacts. If he’s not ready for something, you will notice. And if he is, well, then you can take things to the next level. Don’t worry, Sarah. you’ve got this!” Claire’s expression softens as she types.

“It makes sense, I guess you’re right. As always.” Sarah sends her a final message with a confident grin growing up on her face.

When Sarah turns off the screen of her phone, she realizes they have arrived. John even have already parked the car on the street right on the bar’s street of.

“Hey, babe, wait a sec before you get out,” Sarah says, her tone confident and commanding. John, who is already halfway out of the car, freezes and looks at her questioningly.

Sarah’s eyes narrow, and she leans forward in her seat, her voice dripping with authority. “Do I need to tell you how I expect you to behave tonight?” she says, her words hanging heavy in the air.

John’s face turns a deep shade of red, and he stammers out a response, his voice barely above a whisper. “N-no, Sarah. I-I know what I’m expected to do. I’ll be the perfect gentleman, charming and attentive to your every need. I won’t complain or whine about anything. I’ll make sure you have the best time tonight, I promise.” He lowers his gaze, awaiting her approval.

Sarah’s eyes widen in surprise at John’s quick and submissive response. A sly smile spreads across her face as she realizes that Claire is right about him. “Well, well, well,” she purrs, “it looks like someone has been paying attention. Since you’re so eager to please, why don’t you start by opening the door for your lovely wife?” she says, batting her eyelashes and putting on her best innocent voice.

John quickly gets out of the car and rushes to open the door for Sarah. She steps out, a satisfied smile playing on her lips as she takes in John’s submissive behavior. He offers her his arm and she takes it, the two of them walking towards the bar together.

Sarah and John make their way toward the entrance of The Velvet Lounge, the sound of low-beat music and chatter growing louder as they approach. The bar is well-designed, with a rustic feel thanks to the wooden architecture and light decorations. It’s a large space, with plenty of tables scattered around, but still leaving plenty of room for people to dance. Out front, a group of young guys are drinking and smoking, suggesting that the bar is already busy.

Sarah and John exchange a quick glance, but no words come from their mouths. As they step inside, the atmosphere is electric. The dim lighting and lively music create an energetic vibe, and the bar is packed with people from twenty to forty years old. Sarah’s eyes widen as she takes it all in, a grin spreading across her face. John follows closely behind her, his eyes scanning the room for an open table.

They make their way through the crowd, weaving between groups of people laughing and dancing. The bar is even bigger than they had imagined. Finally, they spot an empty table near the back and make their way over. John pulls out a chair for Sarah, and they both take a seat.

As they settle into their seats at the bar, John looks around and realizes there are no waitresses in sight. “You know what? I’ll go grab our drinks from the counter. It’s going to be faster” he says to Sarah, eager to be proactive and please her. “What can I get for you?”

Sarah grins and looks him up and down before saying, “I’ll have sex on the beach and… a cigarette!”

John’s eyebrows furrow slightly as he hesitates for a moment. “Really? But I’ve never seen you smoke before,” he says, his voice wavering.

Sarah leans in closer to him, her confidence growing by the second. “I’m just in the mood to try something new tonight,” she purrs. “Are you going to disappoint me, John? Already?” she looks at an imaginary clock on her wrist.

John’s submissive side kicks in and he quickly shakes his head. “Of course not, babe. I’ll be right back with your drink AND your cigarette, okay?” He hurries off to the counter, eager to fulfill her request.

He gets up from the table and makes his way to the counter to order their drinks. As he approaches, he notices a few people ahead of him, waiting to place their orders. He takes a moment to scan the large menu written in chalk on a blackboard above the counter. He’s waiting for his turn to order when he overhears the conversation of the two guys behind him.

“Fuck man, did you see that chick sitting alone over there? She’s wearing this dress that barely covers her ass,” one of them says.

“That one with sucking dick’ lips? Yeah, I noticed before, her dress it’s so tight you can practically see her pussy.