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?”

dildo

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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Spanking the Maid

tumblr_m3xsha7KId1qfbon7o1_500We sat down in my study, Hannah in the comfortable black leather armchair before the fireplace, I on a matching sofa with a long, low hassock in front of it. Mady’s employment contract and Indenture were on my desk.

“Ready?” asked Hannah.

“Yes, very much so.” I replied. Hannah reached for her little bell and rang it. Mady appeared with coffee on a silver tray. She set the coffee on the side table and curtsied.

“So, Mady,” began Hannah, “Your probation ended today and we would like your to work for us and give your loyalty and obedience to our House.”

“Yes, Madam.”

“You have read the employment contract and the Indenture?”

“Yes Madam.”

“And you agree to our terms? And you are willing to sign and swear your Indenture?” asked Hannah gently.

“Yes Madam”

“Do you have any questions?” asked Hannah in a soft voice. Mady shook her head. “Well then, let’s get on with it. Elliot, show Mady where to sign.”

I walked Mady to my desk and went through the papers. She signed as expected and I countersigned the employment contract. The Indenture, however, was between the Head of the House and her servant and I took the signed document to Hannah.

“Now, Mady, your first oath will be taken on your knees to me.” said Hannah. “Then, tomorrow, we’ve arranged for you to make this same oath before God at our Church tomorrow afternoon.”

Mady knelt before Hannah and read the short promise which I held before her. I cannot quote the words as it is private but she undertook to be Hannah’s handmaiden and to obey all Hannah’s orders and to be loyal, obedient and chaste for the period of her Indenture. She asked for God’s help to make her obey her liege lady and to accept her position as Hannah’s bondswoman. I held our Bible and Mady swore her oath to Hannah and to God.

Yes, I know,all very feudal and not in the least enforceable in a Court of Law; but for Mady and for Hannah, and for me as witness, it was solemn and absolutely binding.

Then Hannah put her hand on our Bible and swore to guide, discipline and lead Mady in the fulfilment of her solemn pledge and that our House would shelter her, feed her, clothe her and nurse her when she was ill and to direct her spiritual and moral life in her best interests.

“Done. Now Mady I would like you to roll up your skirt and pull your panties to your stockings tops and lie across Elliot’s lap for your first spanking.”

“Yes Madam.” Mady stood and, still facing Hannah rolled up the skirt of her uniform to her waist. She was wearing sheer black satin tap panties which she left in place until she had positioned herself to come across my lap. Only then did Mady lower her panties and lie across my thighs.

It had been years since I spanked a girl. Not something which comes to a man in my position very often. I looked at Hannah.

“Go ahead dear. I’ve told Mady that you are rather good at warming a girl’s bottom and I should know.”

I began. Gingerly at first but soon I got into the delightful rhythm of a good hard spanking. I like to start by going side to side but once I have my pace I will focus on first one cheek than the other for four or five slap. Mady had lovely white, smooth skin which went a pretty pink before darkening to the scarlet I knew Hannah expected. She initially lay quite still but as my pace increased and her bottom reddened she began to wiggle and kick her legs a bit. Gusts of the scent I knew so well from my corner began to distract me as Mady grew more excited the harder I spanked her. I simply kept going. Hannah would decide when Mady had been spanked long enough. Just as my arm began to tire I heard Hannah.

“Perfect. Darling you have lost none of your vigor. But now Mady needs to get up on the hassock on her hands and knees.”

This was, I admit, a bit of a surprise. However, I released Mady and she did what she was told keeping her skirts well up and displaying her now bright red bottom to its full advantage.

“Mady, you said to me that you would like to make your submission to me in particular and I think that is an excellent idea. So we’ll begin with twelve strokes of my little rattan cane.”

“Yes, Madam.”

“Perhaps, Elliot, you might hold Mady’s wrists to steady her.”

I did what I was told and very quickly Hannah set to work with her cane. I know that Hannah has caned me harder but, to be fair, she spared Mady very little of the cane’s biting force. After three strokes I could see tears forming in Mady’s pretty blue eyes and after six she was whimpering and her tears had begun to fall. At nine she was trying to pull away and the last two strokes, delivered at nearly full force pushed her over the edge and she began to bawl.

And then it was over.

“Mady, a good cry is a very good start for a handmaiden. Here’s a tissue. You can stay in your position until you have recovered sufficiently for us to move on to the next step in your submission. But you have done very well and I am very proud of you.”

“Thank you Madam.” Mady blubbed.

Hannah and I sat down to our coffee with the darling girl quaking in tears on our hassock a foot away from us, skirts over her hips, looking at Hannah, the Lady of the House, in wonder.

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Initiation

5163bbdfa8c2ed931730c0192723387aWe had cocktails and a lovely, light bit of sole with just a little lemon and a few green beans. “I want you wide awake and just a little hungry for tonight’s activities. Here is a little more Viagra” said Hannah as Mady served the first course. “Take it now and you should be nice and hard for the ceremony.  Which will make it easier for Mady.”

Hannah looked lovely. She was wearing a very fitted cocktail dress. Her beautiful white shoulders were bare and the skirt of the dress flared out from its cinched waist in a froth of tulle. If I had to bet, Hannah was just as tightly corseted as Mady. She sat very straight which is usually an indication of serious foundations.

“Yes Darling.” was all I could say.  I had been hard pretty much since I had corseted and dressed Mady earlier in the afternoon.

“And, Mady.”

Mady dropped a deep curtsey, “Yes Ma’am.”

“You’ve read the documents you will sign and swear to.”

“Yes Ma’am. Very carefully.”

“Do you agree to my terms?”

“With all my heart, Madam. After this month I cannot imagine anything I would rather do than be your servant. And, Sir’s as well.”

“Excellent. We will ring for you in the study.”

“Very good Madam. I will be waiting.” Mady curtseying to the floor.

“So darling, I am going to have a maid and you, I am afraid, are going to have to serve two women at least part of the time.” said Hannah with a laugh. “Think you can handle it?”

I hesitated before answering. I had been thinking about just that. For years I had served and loved Hannah. The service arose from the love and seemed the most natural thing in the world. Mady was an entirely different story. If I served her it was because of the power of her femininity. The fact she was a beautiful, young, woman. And because Hannah had decided I would.

I know Hannah very well indeed and I think I know why she wanted to bring a pretty girl into our happy marriage: Hannah knows me very well and she knows that I need challenges. She knows that I have been lusting after Mady pretty much from the first time I dressed her. And she knows that, if anything, this increases my long for my beautiful, sexy, very smart wife.

“I think so Darling.” I replied honestly.

“Good. I like Mady a lot and I her service is brilliant. I have to say I was not entirely sure I wanted an intimate maid but this last month has been fun and delicious. And you have behaved yourself very well. Mady tells me you are very obedient with her. Which does not surprise me but I was glad to hear it. I’m afraid, for your sake, that she much prefers girls to boys but she has told me that you are the perfect gentleman dressing her. As you should be of course, but after this evening, you’ll be expected to be at her service should she wish to receive your oral attentions. I doubt she’ll ask for your key but you never know.”

“And I have your permission if she decides…”

“Of course Darling.  I think it would do you the world of good to try and pleasure a young girl. As you know, I like your cockiness, which is sometimes lost in a female led marriage. She’ll give you a merry chase but outside her space she will be the lovely, obedient, girl we both enjoy.” said Hannah finishing her sole and her wine.

“I wanted the month to see how Mady worked with us. I think she is a wonderful maid, she makes both our lives more graceful. You have been a very productive bunny. Not to mention very attentive indeed. Now I know you have been wearing your little cock cage all month but I am sure you have thought it worthwhile.”

“Very much so Dear.”

“Good. Well, let’s go to your study…” said Hannah.

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