Shopping expedition

dominant wife, submissive husband“So Darling, I’ve decided to take Mady shopping. I have a few things to pick up and I think it will do us all good to have a day out.”

I was, as I usually am when Hannah gives her instructions, standing in my corner, naked, my cock in its cage and my nose pressed in the gusset of Hannah’s gorgeous high waisted black lace panties.

“Mady has your outfit laid out and after your shower you can get dressed and give the car a quick wash.”

I did as I was told and, to my relief, my shopping outfit was not too embarrassing. I am used to wearing a high waisted panty-girdle – I actually rather like how it smooths everything out. Stockings under trousers are a bit warm but nothing to worry about. Again, I am used to having to wear a bra even though I know it shows a little under some clothes. Mady had put out a pretty lace, front closure bra in a small cup size with little breast forms. A nice pair of grey trousers with a side zip and front pleats along with a loose fitting cable knit sweater and a pair of low heeled black loafers. As ever, Hannah likes me to look androgynous in public. And, I saw, to add to the effect, a little black clutch bag which, I realized, I was going to be expected to carry. Oh well. I dressed and went downstairs to wash Hannah’s car.

Hannah likes to drive and drives very well. I have my licence but am not allowed to drive except when Hannah is tired or on errands for which I use my own old truck which is limited to 50 miles per hour. Hannah has a gorgeous older V8 BMW in a soft silver with a hint of lilac. I keep it very clean and well vacuumed. It was a gorgeous day and it was fun to take a break from the computer screens of work and actually do a bit of manual labour. I simply rinsed the body and then micro fibered the car dry. A little detailing on the wheels and Back to Black on the tires and the car sparkled.

Just in time. Hannah and Mady came out looking brilliant. Hannah had on a lovely, vintage look, ladies two piece suit in a grey Chanel tweed. Mady was wearing a black, full cut, pleated skirt with a vintage pale pink cashmere sweater set. Both ladies were in nude stocking and where Hannah wore a small heel, Mady wore an optimistic three inch patent leather pump. If I had to hazard a guess, Mady was corseted with her breasts supported but uncovered under her thin cashmere sweater, my darling Hannah was not likely wearing a corset as she finds they interfere with her driving. A puff of cool wind confirmed my suspicions as to Mady: her nipples popped up beautifully. I opened Hannah’s door and after she slipped in, went around to open Mady’s. I then opened my own door to the back seat. As she always does, Hannah handed me her bag and Mady did the same. When we were out, I carried Hannah’s bag as well as my own if any. Apparently I’d be carrying Mady’s as well.

Off we went for the half hour drive from our house to the outskirts of the city. Hannah has a few shops she likes to visit all of which are in a pretty little village-like suburb. Hannah and Mady chatted in the front of the car about a few things which Hannah needed and where they would have lunch. The ignored me until we reached our destination. Hannah parked and I pooped out holding their bags and my own to open first Hannah’s and then Mady’s door.

“Ma’am,” said Mady reverting to her more deferential form of address as we were in public, “I have to say that I’ll always have my husband carry my bag. It’s so perfect.”

“It is dear. And he has money and my cards in his bag so he’ll take care of our purchases and carry those as well. Plus, and you need to remember this, he carries anything we want to try on and will hand us what we want in the changing room. All the stores we go to today have seen us shopping so there is no problem. But first, I think an espresso. Elliot, I will have a double. Mady?”

“A double as well.”

I held Hannah’s chair as she settled herself on the patio and then went in and got the coffees. Hannah had not told me to get anything myself which meant I didn’t. I took the coffees out to the ladies table.

“Thank you dear.” said Hannah, “Now there is a bench just over there by that tree. You go and wait there.”

I did as I was told.

Twenty minutes later, perked up by their coffees, Hannah and Mady walked by. “Come on dear. The shops await.”

Our first stop was a rather nice ladies shop where Hannah has been shopping for years. I followed the two women around the store and they picked out a couple of outfits each. I put the straps of their bags over my arm and carried the outfits to the changing rooms. I handed Hannah the two skirts she had selected and she disappeared behind the curtain. On the other side, Mady was going to try on a very nicely fitted woolen dress. I handed it to her and she disappeared behind her curtain. The sales girl had gone off to fold sweaters when I heard Hannah.

“Elliot, come here please.”

I went behind the curtain and saw my sweet Hannah in her new skirt having stepped out of her girdle which was neatly folded on the bench.

“Come her and kneel darling. Yes right there. Now, let’s see if this skirt will acomodate you when I want my pleasure. Get to work.” said Hannah smiling.

I slipped her panties to one side and began to lick her sweet pussy. Long, deep, ice cream kisses. I knew what my lovely, wet wife enjoyed on those rare occasions she took her pleasure semi-publically. I could feel her wetness letting down and I had to be careful not to make too much noise as I licked and sucked and even bit a little. When I am licking Hannah I keep going until she tells me to stop. I have no idea how long I was under her new skirt but, at last, reluctantly, she said.

“Lovely darling. We’ll continue at home. But now I think you better see how Mady is getting along.”

“Yes, ma’am,” I said licking her sweet juice from my lips and wondering what to do with the glistening on my chin. I stood up and stepped outside Hannah’s changing room. I leaned into the curtain of Mady’s cubicle and asked quietly, “How are you making out Miss?”

“Fine, I think. Will Madame need me in the next few minutes?”

“I don’t think so Miss. She seems to have everything well in hand. She’ll likely want help with her stockings. She’ll call.”

“Good, step in here elliot.”

“Yes Miss.” Again I stepped through the curtain to a small changing room. Mady was standing with her dress half way on, her lovely pink nipples hard as pebbles in the slightly cool air of the changing room.

“This dress was not designed to take into account a corset. But it is such a bother to unlace and relace. So I want you to help me get it on.”

“Yes Miss.” It was not all that difficult to work the dress up and over the corset but it would have been nearly impossible for Mady to do it on your own. At last it was done and I zipped Mady into the stretchy knit.

“See, I knew it would fit. Now, I heard Madame across the way testing her skirt for accommodation. Very sensible. I’ll see if this dress will be suitable. Down you go.”

Once again I found myself pushing aside a pair of, in this case, white lace panties and repeated my oral attentions to Miss Mady’s delicious pussy. As with Hannah which I lick Mady I keep going until told to stop. Mady’s flavours are still very new to me and the combination of my wife’s lingering taste and Mady’s new moisture was delightful. I could feel my cock erecting in its little cage. I was just sucking on Mady’s pretty little bud when I heard Hannah call her.

“Duty calls.” she said. “Now help me out of this dress and I attend to Madame. We’ll be taking this dress. It’s admirably suited to my requirements.”

“Yes Miss.” I took the dress out of her cubicle and waited until Mady was finished helping Hannah with her girdle and stockings. They came out of the cubicle and Hannah handed me one of the skirts. “I think this one is perfect. Mady, how did yours suit you.”

“Ideal madame. Fits snugly in the waist but the flair let elliot pleasure me.”

“Good to know dear. Since he has been servicing us both I have to say his already excellent oral skills have improved. A lot.”

“Well I was glad you called…I was much too close to the edge for comfort.”

They left the store enjoying their discussion and oblivious to the salesgirls’ obvious interest in what they were saying. She turned to me. “Will these be all sir?”

“Yes thank you.”

The salesgirl rang up the purchases and I reached in my bag for Hannah’s credit card which the salesgirl put through.

“Thank you Sir. And if I may say so, I think you are very lucky to be serving two such attractive women. I know your wife of course, but to have a maid to serve as well. Lucky you.”

“I am lucky.”

“You certainly are. If I ever get married I am going to have a good long chat with your wife about how to train a husband to be just like you.

Back to School

tumblr_kppec9O8d21qz5x8qo1_500I could hear Hannah reaching her edge and then falling over as I stood in my corner, locked in my cock cage, my nose pressed against the gusset of a pair of her pretty panties. I heard her breathing return to normal, slowly, and, eventually I heard her say,

“You were very good this morning darling. I have to say that the practice you are getting on our little maid is making you all the better at your duties. Come here.”

I walked over to our bed from my corner holding Hannah’s panties.

“Now I know it has been some time since you have ejaculated and it will be a while longer. But don’t look so disappointed. You know I like you chaste and a month or two, especially if I have Mady milk you once in a while, is not unbearable. But, my dear man, I am afraid those summer beers have taken their toll. Time to get back to your exercise routine and, delightfully, now that the weather is cooler, a good firm girdle is going to be part of your daily wear. I’ll have Mady lay one out for you after your shower. Now off you go and make sure your shower is refreshing. You can have a little hot water this week but unless I see three pounds gone by next week, you’ll be enjoying a cold shower every morning. Now give me a kiss and have your shower.”

“Yes Ma’am.”

Three pounds isn’t much and the threat of a cold shower every morning, while unpleasant, was not that serious. I washed carefully making sure to soap and then rinse my little cock cage. I was quite used to showering in my cage. It was not difficult but I had to make sure to dry the area very carefully to prevent any chaffing. I emerged to my dressing room where I found Mady.

She is not in uniform in the mornings simply because she has all manner of cleaning and housework to do. But she likes to wear a long linen skirt and one of many cotton shirts Hannah has been buying her. Her hair is usually up. She is often waiting for me when I finish my shower and takes advantage of my lack of clothing.

“So, a girdle for sir this morning. What fun. But I expect it will be even more fun with a few stripes. You know the position.”

There is a couch in my dressing room with overstuffed high arms. I went to it and bent over.

“Now sir, you know the rules. Stretch your arms out and make sure your chin is right on the seat. In yoga this is the Dog position, here it is the Naughty Dog. Ready?”

Since Hannah told Mady to begin to whip me regularly to establish her authority she has become very skillful with the cane. She does not bother with warm ups, she simply draws the cane back and whistles it towards my bottom. A bottom which usually bears bruises or welts from the last session. Unlike Hannah, Mady likes to cane me regularly and hard. “No point otherwise.” she says.

Four strokes in I was vocalizing and dancing a little at the end of the couch. Mady never tells me how many strokes she will give me. On Hannah’s instructions, Mady whips me until she is certain she has mad an impression. Apparently, today, eight hard strokes with a medium weight cane were sufficient.

“There,” she said on what proved to be the last stroke. “Now there is something for your pretty girdle to bite. Step into this sir. I’ll zip you up.

The girdle pushed my caged cock back between my legs and I could feel my welted bottom being squeezed by its firm back panels.

“Well sir, now your pants will certainly fit nicely. And you look so smooth. Not like a man at all. Just as Madam prefers. And, I must admit, I prefer you this way myself. All so neat. Now all that’s needed is a good exercise program and you’ll look gorgeous for Christmas.”

With that she left me to dress and make my way downstairs to my office.

Back to school indeed.

A Conversation about my Cage

maid art cut BWI was just cinching Mady, Hannah’s maid, into her corset when she asked, “Do you mind having to wear your cock cage all the time?”

“Not especially, Miss.” I replied honestly. “It is not uncomfortable if that is what you mean.”

“Not exactly. What I was wondering is what it is like for an obviously highly sexed man like you to be locked in chastity. I mean my Mistress literally has the key to your manhood.”

“Well, Miss, she has. But I’ve always accepted the fact that in our marriage there is only her sexuality. I really prefer it that way. Or at least I am used to it.” I said.

“But you still get hard in that little cage. You’ll be going to your corner soon so take your clothes off and let’s get you nice and hard.”

I obeyed my dominant little Miss and was soon standing in front of her quite naked.

“I mean I can get you hard just by talking to you. Making fun of that little cock in its black cage. Or I can make you hard by pinching your nipples like this.” And she reached up with her nicely manicured nails and squeezed my left nipple hard. “See, you are getting hard already. And I know if I keep sqeezing your nipple and then hold your balls in my other hand and squeeze them nice and hard, your tiny little cock will stick right out the tip of your cage.” She proceeded to demonstrate.

“So here you are with a pretty, wet, girl who you would just love to fuck and you can’t can you.” Mady said smiling.

“No Miss, I can pleasure you other ways.”

“Of course you can. And I suspect after dinner, after you have rinsed out my lingerie, I will want your tongue for a little while. But that isn’t my point. Right now, hard as you are, you can’t do a thing about it. I like that.”

“Yes Miss.”

“If I ever get married I am going to keep my husband’s cock in a cage. Of course he’ll be much bigger than your pathetic little cock. But I will keep him locked up. He’ll marry me in a cage. And I don’t think I will have him in a silicone cage either. A man with a big cock will need a stainless steel cage.”

“Yes Miss. So you plan to marry a submissive man?” I asked.

“Not exactly, Mistress tells me you were not submissive when you married. You were trained. If I get married I’ll do the training before the wedding. I think my mistress is a very wise woman. She told me once that since you have been caged you have been much more productive and, at the same time, more obedient. And I gather you have only been caged for about a year.”

“We got my cage in October last year. But Hannah began having me locked up pretty much full time in March.” I said.

“So only a few months before you hired me. Makes sense. My Mistress is not in the least bit jealous but I suspect she prefers to know if I decide to try to enjoy your cute little cock. And look at it trying to press out of its little cage. Well, here are my panties. Now they are all nice and wet. Off to your corner.”

“Yes Miss.”

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A Blessing

t8o7s5-l-610x610-dress-white+dress-hipster+wedding-wedding+dress-hairstyles-lace-hair+makeup+inspo-wedding+hairstyles-lace+dress-white-summer+dress-beauty-beautiful-romantic-hair-braid-ponytail-datI tucked in beside Hannah wearing nothing but a summer weight nightie which was so sheer that you could see the black silicone of my cock cage right through it. We could hear the creek flowing just down the slope from out open bedroom window.

“I thought that went well darling.” said Hannah sleepily. “Our maid seems to very much enjoy her position, and yours. But now sleep. Church tomorrow.”

Hannah rolled over and was asleep instantly.

I lay awake trying to calm down. Spanking Mady and then having her had been unbelievably sexy. Only a very confident wife would have supervised her husband as he was allowed to take a pretty young girl. Of course, the Lady of the House knew what else was in store for the evening. And she knew that I was locked in my little cock cage with no chance of escape. I was a very lucky man I thought as I drifted off to sleep.

It was a beautiful Sunday morning and Mady served us coffee and croissant in bed. All smiles and very much a part of our household.

“If that will be all Ma’am I think I should go and dress for Church.”

“That will be all Mady. But take your time, Church is not for another two hours.”

“Yes Ma’am, but I would like to look my very best.” said Mady curtsying on her way out.

We had been attending the little church in our country community pretty much from the day we arrived. It was a nice old white clapboard building seating, in a pinch, seventy people. Uniquely, in my experience, it had a lake view. Our priest was an ordained Benedictine monk who had retired to the country. Interestingly, and usefully, he was also a Medievalist who lamented the passing, believe it or not, of the feudal system. We got along very well – at least in part because we were quite generous to the Church. I don’t think he was the least bit shocked when Hannah had asked him to come for drinks a couple of weeks before the ceremony to “discuss a personal matter”.

Seated in my study, in his monk’s habit, he was enjoying his second glass of a rather nice Cab and, I think, rather enjoying Mady’s evening summer uniform which, while perfectly modest, emphasized her corset trimmed waist and her pretty breasts supported but not covered by her corset. She wore a perfectly opaque white cotton blouse but the contours of her bare breasts were plainly visible as she brought in hors-d’œuvre and refilled his glass. He knew Mady as we took her to Church each Sunday. She sat alone in a rear pew – somewhat to the consternation of the ordinary parishioners who were an egalitarian lot – and was always nicely dressed. As, of course was Hannah who enjoyed a pretty dress and an entertaining hat for Church. We would arrive together, Hannah leading the way with me the customary step behind her and Mady a step behind me.

With his drink refilled, and Mady having curtsied her way out of the room, our jolly priest said, “Well, to business then. What delicious wine. A personal matter?”

“Yes,” said Hannah, “Mady has agreed to join our house as my serving maid for at least two years. We have drawn up an employment contract of course, but we would like our house and my serving maid to be bound in a more formal manner. I have had elliot draw up a Covenant as between myself and Mady. In two weeks she will be signing her contract and the Covenant. However, I thought it would be appropriate for her to give her Oath before God in Church and for you to Bless the Oath and Covenant. I would, of course, be giving my word to follow the Covenant’s terms. It would be a private service.”

Hannah can be the grand lady when she wants to and our priest was suitably cowed. She had not asked him if he would perform the ceremony, she had told him he would.

“Hmmmm.” said the priest, “So you are actually taking Mady as your bondsmaid. Very much in the tradition of Exodus 21:7. Might I see the Covenant?”

“No.” said Hannah firmly, “Mady and I will each take our Oaths to honour a Covenant which is between ourselves. elliot will act as witness. The actual terms are entirely private and very much our own business.

“I might accept that but I would require a few minutes alone with Mady to ensure that she is taking her Oath of her own free will.”

“I think that is fair.” said Hannah, “I will send her to see you in your vestry next week.”

“Excellent. And I must say Hannah, I do wish more people would at least think about following the old ways.”

“So do we, Father, so do we.” replied Hannah with a smile, “Shall I ring for more wine?”

Mady saw the priest a few days later and spent, she told us, a happy hour discussing how happy she was in our house, her thesis, her duties and the nature of the bondsmaid’s promises. And so, today, after the main service, the Oaths would be taken and Blessed.

Hannah took a little more time dressing than usual and Mady – in a smock so as not to disarrange her own dress, assisted the Lady of the House. Eventually, the three of us walked the two blocks to the Church and sang our way through the service. At the end of the service, as we had arranged, we stayed behind as the congregation filed out. Hannah motioned Mady to come and sit with us.

The two women looked gorgeous. Hannah wore a flowered print dress in cotton which had a very full skirt and a wide belt to draw the eye to her beautifully corsetted waist. Mady wore a white, lace dress, with an equally wide belt emphasizing her tiny, straight-laced waist. She had a little matching jacket for modesty in Church.

Our priest said good bye to the last of the congregation and returned to us.

“Let us gather at the altar.”

We did and the ceremony began. It was very simple. He began by saying we were gathered in the sight of God to give our Oaths and to have the Covenant blessed. Then he read Exodus 21:7. And then he said, “Elliot, do you have the Covenant?” I handed him the rolled paper tied with a red ribbon and he placed the Covenant on the altar and said a short prayer. Then he surprised the ladies.

“Please kneel and repeat these words, “I, Hannah, solemnly promise before God to uphold the promises and commitments I have made in this Covenant.” Hannah knelt and receited the words. Then it was Mady’s turn and she knelt. But her oath was different. “I Mady solemnly promise before God to uphold the promises and commitments I have made in this Covenant. I promise to obey Hannah in all things, to accept her discipline and her judgement, to be a loyal and trustworthy bondsmaid, and to honour and respect the Lady of the House.”

The ladies remained kneeling and the priest blessed the Covenant and their Oath to each other. “Rise. Mady, from this day forward until the end of your Covenant you are Hannah’s bondsmaid, you have sworn your Oath to serve your Mistress faithfully. Hannah, you have accepted the responsibility of your bondsmaid’s submission. May you both honour your Covenant and go in the Peace of God.”

And we were done. We walked down the aisle and out of the Church. Mady was crying.

“What is it Mady.” asked Hannah.

“I’m not sure Ma’am. But I have never felt so, what, right? Is that it. Or is it peaceful? Or secure? No, wait, I know, I realized as I took my oath that I belonged. I belonged to you. Thank you.”

We had a quiet afternoon. Mady helped Hannah out of her corsets and then I went and helped her out of hers. No hanky panky, I just loosened her laces.

“Thank you elliot. For everything. I know I am going to be very happy here. Very.”

“I hope so Mady.” I said.

“I know so. Now let me change and I’ll see to lunch. On the terrace?”

“Can’t see why not, it is a lovely day.”

The Pegging Order

maid, femdom, dominant wifeI have been much too long in writing the conclusion to the evening of our maid Mady’s welcome and initiation to our household. We have had a delightful summer, warm, sunny and pleasant. But, I fear, my own business has been very usefully busy. All of which means I have had trouble making time to finish. Hannah, as ever, had a solution.

She locked my cock up in my cock cage with a testicle ring which is just a little too small and then upped my Viagra dose a little and embarked on a program of tease and deny. Plus, Mady, who has been very sweet to me in her own space, has become much more provocative and much stricter. As Hannah intended, my cock has been constantly erect in my cock cage and it is very uncomfortable. Worse, I have been reformating part one Hannah’s new femdom forced feminization romance, The Ice Cream Man which pushes all sorts of my buttons. So that adds to the stiff agony.

Hannah seems to think I might be humiliated by the final events of the evening. I am, a little, but mainly I am very, very grateful to have such a wonderfully inventive wife. As you may remember, I had been sent upstairs to press Mady’s panties into my corner in our bedroom. The Lady of the House and her maid took their time coming up. I could not see them but I heard Hannah say, “So, Mady, I’ve thought about your desire to submit to me and I think it is a very good idea. You know where I keep my strap-ons. So go and get one and strap it on me. You are more than wet enough.”

“Yes Ma’am.” I heard a drawer slide open. “Which one Ma’am?”


Pleasure for two

“Oh, I think the nice purple one. Bring the harness as well. It’s not too big.”

“Yes Ma’am.”

“Now, what you do as my sweet little maid is slide the dildo through the harness. Then make sure I am nice and wet. Kneel and use your tongue. Perfect. Lick right into me. Wonderful. You are very good at that. And then you slip the bulb into me and make sure the little bumps are right on my clit. Good girl, that feels wonderful. Then you cinch up the harness and when you are done go and lie on your tummy on my bed with a pillow under your hips.”

“Yes Ma’am.” said Mady with a little catch in her voice. There was silence for a moment or two and then I heard Hannah say, “Oh you do look lovely lying there with your skirt up over your hips. Do you have anything to say?”

“Yes, please Ma’am, please.”

“Please what Mady. A good girl asks to submit.”

“Yes, Ma’am. Please, please fuck your little maid. Hard, until you come.” said Mady and I thought I heard Hannah slip the dil into that lovely warm pussy. I certainly heard the high-pitched whir of the vibrator Hannah switched on a moment of two latter and then I heard our pretty maid’s moans as the dildo rammed into her. Hannah has used the purple one on me and she always enjoys the sensation of pushing it home. I suspect the same sensation was even more enjoyable for Hannah with the soft, wet, yielding cunt flesh of our pretty maid offering no resistance at all to Hannah’s thrusts.

I could hear Hannah’s breathing becoming faster and, in what seemed like no time at all, I heard her fall over her sweet edge. A few moments later she said, “Ready Mady? It’s your turn. Do you need help with the dildo.”

“No Ma’am. I can manage.”

“Excellent. elliot, come over here, bring those panties, and lie down with your hips on the pillow and your bottom in the air. Put Mady’s panties in your mouth. I don’t want her to hear you squeal as you’re being taken. It’s time for Mady to put you in your position.”

I did as I was told and as I walked by Hannah she kissed me rather sweetly. She looked down at my cock which had lost its erection. “Oh, perfect. Just a moment Mady, I’ll just lock elliot up. He’s obedient but I don’t want him getting any ideas.”

I felt my cock cage go over my cock and the ring behind my very full balls. The padlock clicked shut. “He’s all yours Mady.”

“Thank you Ma’am. Should I lubricate him?”

“No need Mady, you made the dildo very, very slick. You’ll have no trouble. Now, slide in and enjoy yourself. He might make a little mess but this is all about your pleasure. You can’t remind a man of his position too often.”

I felt the tip of the dildo at my back door. Mady pushed steadily and firmly into me. She held my hips and pulled me back on the surprisingly smooth but thick dildo until she had completely impaled me. I let out a little gasp but Mady’s panties in my mouth muffled it. And then Mady flicked the switch on the vibrator embedded in the dil and began to slide in and out of my bottom.

“Oh this feels wonderful Ma’am.” she gasped.

“It does, doesn’t it. It’s one of my favorite toys. And it is so good for elliot to be well fucked regularly. I have to admit I have been a bit remiss. Perhaps we should get you a dildo like this one.”

“Oh I would love that Ma’am.” And that was the last thing she said as she picked up her pace and rammed the dil into my backdoor again and again. I was sweating hard and then I felt the liquid surge as my flacid cock began to gush into my cage. Mady was close and pulled hard on my hips. She came with a little cry. I heard Hannah say, “Are you done dear. Lovely. I’ll just un-strap you and we’ll just leave the dildo in elliot. He’s not done making his mess. When he is he can clean up here. Then elliot, put on a dressing gown and come and join us for a glass of wine.”

I lay shivering as the last bit of come dribbled into my cage. Then I eased the dildo out and cleaned up. I put on my robe and went to join the ladies in Hannah’s sitting room.

“Well, I think that went very well.” said Hannah.

“Yes Ma’am.” said Mady.

“Yes, very well, darling.” I said.

“So we are off to Church tomorrow to have your Indenture Blessed and your Oath before God taken. Which means a busy day. It’s late and I think elliot will be excused from attending on you this evening. He has spent plenty of time with his nose in your panties. It will take a while for him to become fully imprinted and, of course, he will always have his first loyalty to me. But as we leave Church tomorrow, Mady, you will be pledged to our family and we will take the responsibility of your keep, discipline and direction.”

“Thank you Ma’am. I can hardly wait to be your bondsmaid.”

“Then off you go.” said Hannah.

A pantiless curtsey is a delight and Mady did her best to keep my interest as she curtsied to Hannah. Then she came to me. She held out the back of her pretty, small, hand. “Kiss.” she commanded. I looked at Hannah. The Lady of the House smiled and nodded. I kissed Mady’s hand. She withdrew it and turned it palm side up. “Now, lick, slowly, as a promise of things to come.” Again I looked at Hannah and again received the smile and the nod. I licked Mady’s slightly moist palm and recognized her taste as well as Hannah’s as I tongued her fingers.

“Good Night Mady.” said Hannah. Then she turned to me.

“Well, be careful what you wish for. Now you have a pretty young girl to serve as well as your wife.”

“Yes.” I said, “But only one to love.”

Hot and Busy…

dominant wife, submissive husband, cock cageYes, I have been a very naughty blogger as Hannah was pointing out to me just this morning.

“I know how the evening ended with Mady, but your readers don’t and I am not about to write it for you,” she said to me as I stood naked in my corner. “Now, I know that it has been hot, so hot that I have not had you in your little cock cage or in a girdle all month. But this is ridiculous.”

I don’t talk in my corner. And if I nod my head there is the danger of dropping Hannah’s panties so I don’t do that either.

“Well, elliot, it has cooled off and if I can manage to write the first part of a novel while it has been this hot, I can’t see why you can’t write up the last part of our evening with Mady. Or are you too humiliated still, nearly two months later. Either way, it will not do. It is cooler now, Mady is settled in, you are much less busy.”

“But I suspect that you have been having far too much fun and thinking far too much about your little cockette. Obviously, you need to be locked up to get anything done. Turn around.”

I did as I was told. Hannah had my cock cage waiting. She grabbed my little cock and balls and put the smallest ring around them. “The small ring will be a little tight and a little uncomfortable, all the time. And I’ve told Mady she should tease you much more than she has been when you’ve been out of your cage.” Hannah pulled my cock into the cage and, none too gently, crammed it in. “You can adjust that later.” she said reaching for the padlock which she snapped shut. “And, just to give you a little extra incentive, I am upping your Viagra starting today. I want that pathetic little cock straining against your little sissy cockette cage. Maybe then you’ll get cracking and start writing. Do I make myself clear?”

As Hannah said this last she squeezed my testicles, hard. I winced with pain.

“Yes, ma’am.”

Hannah kept the pressure on. “I’ve spoken with Mady and you are going to be disciplined there too. More corner time, fewer little touching pleasures. Or tasting pleasures you goat. You have a blog to update and the rest of your work and, don’t forget, I want our new book done this week without fail.”

“Yes Miss.”

“Good, now get dressed and get to work. Send Mady up with my tea.”

I was dismissed. Off to work. And here I am.

Taking the Maid

tumblr_nq31hoFYp41qfbon7o1_500“Well Darling, you certainly seemed to enjoy spanking our sweet little maid.” said Hannah as she sipped her coffee and watched Mady trying to regain her composure kneeling on the hassock in front of us. “I bet your little cock is very hard.”

“Yes, yes it is.”

“Good. Why don’t you take down your trousers and take off your panti-girdle. That will give Mady a few more minutes to recover.”

I did as I was told though getting the panti girdle down over my erection was no small trick. At last I was naked and very, very erect, and standing beside where Hannah was sitting.

“So, Mady, while elliot is not the head of our house, he is the man of the house and, as we agreed, he should certainly sample the forbidden fruit.”

“Oh yes Madam.”

“Would you like him to moisten you before we begin?”

“No, Madam. I can assure you my whipping has left me very, very wet.”

“Excellent. I thought it might. I should tell you that he is really best with his tongue.”

“Yes Madam, I am sure you have trained him very well.”

“So, are you ready.”

“Very, Madam.”

“Good. Now Elliot, as I have told you, you are to thrust when I tell you to begin and stop immediately when I tell you to stop. Begin with Mady’s mouth. And remember, you will be severely punished if you make any sort of a mess.”

It has been years since my cock has been anywhere near a girl’s mouth. Hannah has no interest in blow jobs of any sort. So it was delicious to stand in front of my pretty little maid and watch her, rather expertly I though, wrap her lips around my cock and, without a second’s hesitation take my whole, hard length into her mouth. As she did she cupped and then squeezed my testicles with a gentle but firm grip.

“Well that looks pretty Mady. Very nice.” said Hannah. “Now Elliot, let’s see that little cock get to work. Five good deep strokes and you’re done.”

I pushed into Mady’s mouth as far as I could and then withdrew until only the tip of my cock rested on her lips. And then in again. I felt the sting of the cane on my bottom.

“I don’t want you forgetting yourself my dear.” I heard Hannah say behind me. “You have more strokes to stay hard for.”

I thrust again and again the cane came down, not hard, but it stung. Mady seemed to be enjoying herself, looking up at me with her eyes wide open and a little saliva dribbling from the side of her full lips.

And then I heard Hannah say, “And five. Withdraw.”

I obeyed and stood with my cock glistening with Mady’s sweet saliva.

Mady, pull down your panties.” said Hannah.

“Yes Madam.” she reached behind and her panties pooled at her knees.

Hannah walked behind her and, with the tip of the cane, flipped Mady’s skirt up.

“Pussy first I think. Ten strokes.”

Doing what I was told was rarely such a pleasure. I knew from dressing her that Mady kept her pussy trimmed but always left a sweet quiff of fine hair to frame her cunt and catch its perfume. She had reached down her belly with one hand and was holding her glistening lips apart.

“Well get on with it.” said Hannah as I hesitated. It felt, I must admit, more than a little odd to even think about feeling another pussy on my cock. Especially with Hannah supervising.

“May I?” I asked.

I was greeted with a chorus of “Yes.” from Hannah and from Mady. I pushed in.

“All the way dear.” I heard Hannah say behind me and then I felt the sting of her cane again. “Hard as you can but don’t you dare come.”

Mady had shifted her hand and was thoroughly enjoying herself as I pushed into her to the rhythm of Hannah’s cane. It was marvelous and then…

“And ten…There you go my obedient boy. Do you want the last right now Mady?”

“Yes, please, quickly.” said Mady pushing out her bottom. “He’s just the right size.”

“Mady has lubricated her pretty rose dear so in you go. Gently at first. I will tell you when to thrust.” said Hannah.

I lined my slippery hard cock up with her puckered back door and began to slip in as gently as I could. I could feel the head of my cock pop through the tight little muscle of Mady’s sweet anus and I pushed a little more firmly. Mady moaned an pushed up to meet me. I could feel the heat of her well whipped bottom against my thighs.

“Now Darling, stroke hard. I think our little maid is very close to her edge.”

The cane came down harder than before and I buried myself to the hilt in Mady’s tight little hole. And then out so that my head was clasped by her ring and then in again when I felt Hannah’s cane urging me on. Three strokes and I felt the pulsing contractions of Mady’s orgasm. Hannah could hear her gentle cries and said, “one more and you are done.”

I was right on edge and slipping out of my tight little maid nearly tipped me over. But I didn’t disgrace myself and was rewarded by a lovely, deep kiss from my dear wife.

“What a good husband you are.” she said. “Now, go and clean up and then go to your corner in our room. Mady and I will join you in a little while. You can take Mady’s panties to keep you company.”

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