LANGUAGE BARRIER

Just as I was released from my CB-2000, after 3 months without any relief, my new wife began to give me one of the very best blow jobs I’ve ever had in my life. Being chained, spread-eagled to the bed, I could only enjoy her incredible generosity. This soon came to an end. She looked up at me, and, as she continued to stroke my tense penis and balls, she said, "Soy su amante, y usted me servirá, como utilizo exclusivamente mis comandos españoles." (I am your Mistress, and you will serve my commands, which are exclusively given in Spanish.)

WHAT? I said, as she sweetly smiled. She repeated herself. I had no idea what she was talking about. I have always been a xenophobe and homophobe, and she told me that she would cure me of these mental illnesses in time. Well, it was apparently time to work on the xenophobia.

She said, "Le requerirán aprender español inmediatamente, y usted no vendrá hasta que usted puede hablar español fluido y tomar comandos en español sin atornillar encima se ordena de quß." (You will be required to learn Spanish immediately, and you will not come until you can speak Spanish fluently and take commands in Spanish without screwing up what is commanded.) She sweetly smiled the whole time she spoke the beautiful Spanish.

WHAT? I said again, very horny, sexually unfulfilled, and confused. She said, "Usted aprenderá español, lo hablará, lo entenderá, y lo amará. O, usted no vendrá siempre otra vez. Éste es el final de la xenofobia, usted bastardo del redneck. Tambißn, trabajaremos en su homophobia, tambißn." (You will learn Spanish, speak it, understand it, and love it. Or, you will never come again. This is the end of xenophobia, you redneck bastard. Also, we will work on your homophobia, too.)

I didn’t know what to say or think. I was totally confused. She clamped a big clamp on the end of my penis and said, "adios, mi amigo." I think I got that.

Three hours later, she came back and gave me written instructions in English as to what she would expect, as she would no longer speak in English. Also, she gave me an English/Spanish pocket dictionary - I’m not allowed to play with the computer at all, except to write - no computer-aided tutorials would be allowed. I’m horny as hell, aggravated, confused, and exhausted, and now I must learn Spanish to communicate with my wife in any way, including following her instructions on chores, which is an absolute prerequisite to getting relief. I’ll let you know how things develop. She smirked as she said, "Usted hará un martillo-lechón muy bonito, femenino para mi novio hispanoamericano, Manuel" (You will make a very pretty, feminine cock-sucker for my Spanish-American Boyfriend, Manuel}. I wander what she was smirking about?

Locked back into the belt, clamp taken off but chains remaining, I have been sent to the basement to study. I had no idea that Laura spoke Spanish. I believe I have a lot to learn about my new wife.

Confused Husband Sex Slave.

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