Phill’s attention was mostly on the scantily clad beauty he had moving around the house.  There was one instance of a spill of coffee on his leg, but even with the hiss of pain he felt it worth it to see her moving around cleaning.  His mind was already moving through planning things ahead as to what to do next, but really most of his plans were keeping her scantily clad, and was more in line of ‘horny male’ thoughts than anything truly diabolical.  Still, they were entertaining so he didn’t bother thinking things through.  He managed to only come to one conclusion in the time he watched his wife.  That thought was simply while he enjoyed seeing her in next to nothing; it might actually be a tad dangerous for sensitive body parts Phill liked playing with.  So, he would have to get her something more practical to clean in.<br/>He was about to text Simon when a text came in from him.  He read it over and his eyebrows raised a little.  He typed out a simple message, ‘All right.’  Then hit send, and after a brief pause he sent ’You rotten bastard’.  Phill felt Simon should damn well know why Phill sent that message.  Can’t have sex, Phill grumbled to himself.<br/>Getting up to his feet Phill patted his leg, as he grinned at his wife, “Crawl after me… actually, no.  Crawl in front of me, to the bedroom where your clothes await.”  It’s not real shock where Phill’s eyes stayed the entire time, and it took much of his will power to not just take her right then and there.  For Phill this was a test for him as well, if he could not control his own desires, he had no business tying this lovely woman up.  So, he watched as she crawled.  “I know a few things.  I have designed some... items for Simon.  A self-locking and unlocking cage was my best design so far.”  He pauses a moment, “You know, I have the specs for that still.  I could actually remake that.”  He moves to the side and moves his gaze up to look at Kate’s face, smiles, and continues talking, “I also did this telescoping whipping post, but that was mostly hydraulics, and wasn’t hard per say.  I haven’t ever... done… anything if that’s what you are asking.  You would be my first slave.”<br/>Looking over the bed, he was starting to falter, Could he really do this to her?  Did he really want to?  What about respecting women?  His conscious mind, taught to be a gentleman yelled at him.  Another part of his mind answered back, clearly she wants this.  She hasn’t protested.  Kate has an out, you have to trust her, as she is trusting you.<br/>He eyes looked back to the clothes, and a smile spread over his lips.  “Put on the pleated skirt, with the blouse.  However, you have some instructions from Simon.  No panties, he also said if you ware pantyhose, very very thin.  I think we can amend that to wear stockings and garters.  There is something about having you accessible,“ he puts a slight emphasis on that word, “that really has my blood boiling.  I am going to add, the collar remains on, even though we will be in public.  I will have the key with me for safety, if needs be…“ he had to give her an out easier than safewording out.  He thought a moment, and smiled. “You can make a trade though.  If you want the collar off before we leave, you will have to do two things on the return trip.”  He wanted to think of something diabolical, but horny male won out.  Though, there was some diabolical in that. “On the trip back home, you have to remove your blouse, and preform orally.”  Phill blushed; he didn’t quite make that as suave as he wanted to. “I will leave you to get dressed, and I will meet you downstairs.”  Phill paused at the door, “Don’t dawdle, I don’t want to be late…. And I didn’t mean singing.”  He still blushed, and smiled nervously.  Inwardly he poked at himself, telling himself he needed to be more suave at this.<br/>