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(Her Secret Fantasy, continued by Ho...)

You and Rachel return to the game and get back to trying to make Rachel’s fantasy come true. The game winds on for several hours but there are no takers for Rachel’s advances. They must either be afraid or be too respectful.

Rachel even came over a few minutes ago and said it might be a flop with these men.

Then there was Chris.

Chris was always such a religious man. For as long as you’ve known him, he’s been trying to convert you to Catholicism. And he has some pretty strict ideas about what women should be like too. And the way Rachel was acting in the game was a definite no-no.

Women were supposed to be subservient and obedient to their men, doing as told and being punished if they went out of line. Chris never had any reluctance to give his opinion about this whenever he was over, often commenting about how liberal you were with Rachel, letting her make so many decisions.

This was always a bit of a contentious item between Rachel and you but she tolerated Chris because he stayed within his lanes generally. It never went beyond words. Until tonight.

“You really gonna let your girlfriend walk around like that in front of all these men?” Chris leans in toward you and whispers conspiratorially.

“Well… what could I do man? I don’t know the first thing about controlling a woman like you,” you respond patronizingly.

Chris takes it as a challenge, “If you gave me permission, I’d take her upstairs and teach her how to be a good girlfriend…”

“A good girlfriend?” you ask.

“Yeah… if you let me, I’ll punish her for her sins and teach her how to be obedient to you and me,” Chris says confidently.

This you have to see. “Uuhhh, you think you can bring my girlfriend upstairs, do whatever it is you do to her, and make her an obedient, servile woman to you and me? Did I get that right?”

“Yup. Would just need a couple hours to show her that men are the bosses to women,” Chris says to you.

Intrigued, but mostly because the night promised to be a complete flop otherwise, you give him the green light. “I’ll call the game and then you can have as much time as you want to do your thing to Rachel. How does that sound?”

“Perfect!” Chris responds.

You call the game and the guys all seem eager to get home… probably so they can go fuck their tired wives and relieve their blue balls from watching your hot girlfriend all night.

All the guys file out except for Chris.

“Not going home yet, Chris?” Rachel asks with a smile.