husband sent to corner

End of the Maid’s First Day

dominant wife, submissive husband, maid in charge“Sir, if you would be kind enough to come up to my space.” said Mady standing at the door to my study. Hannah was already in bed and I realized that this striking young woman was inviting me into the space where she exercised her own authority. I followed her through the dining room and up the stairs to her studio.

“Well Elliot, now you can be the maid. Undo my apron.”

“Yes Miss.” First I undid the finicky little buttons which held the bib to the uniform and then I went behind her and undid the bow which tied the apron on.

“And now unfasten the dress.”

“Yes Miss.”

“Now loosen the corset.”

Again I did as I was told. Mady undid the busk. And then she reached under her chemise and rolled down her panties.

“I like what Madam has you do in the morning. A few minutes in the corner with your nose pressing my panties should be a perfect end to a delightful day… Off you go. You can leave your girdle on.”

“Yes Miss.”

I went to the corner Mady pointed to, took off my clothes and took my position. I was engulfed in Mady rich, moist scent. I could hear Mady washing and could not help my cock pressing against its cage. How humiliating to be sent to a corner by my maid. Well, Hannah’s maid. But delicious as well.

Mady came out of the washroom and pottered around her space. She took no notice of me in my corner. Finally she spoke.

“I see Madam has trained you very well indeed. You’ll rinse those panties when you corset me tomorrow. There is a bra and stockings to be done as well. Now put those panties in my basket.”

“Yes Miss.”

“Other evenings I’ll have other things for you to do. But uncorseting me will be a constant as will a few minutes in your corner.”

“Yes Miss.”

“I think I am going to like this job. Madam is so kind and you, well you are beautifully trained and charmingly obedient. You seemed to like unbuttoning my apron. And undoing my corset. I suspect we can work with that a little. And even in your cage and your girdle I can see that your cornertime focused you nicely.”

Mady, in a white cotton nightie stood quite close to me.

“I am not a huge fan of men in general. But a man who does exactly what he is told is something I have never encountered. I’ll have to think about that. Good Night Elliot.”

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“Darling,  thank you so much for posting the Amazon items.  I know it’s a lot of work but it’s fun to see what people buy and,  well if we are ever going to get a cage for your little cock we’re going to have to work hard. However…” She said slipping her hands under her skirt and slipping  off her panties. “I think you need a little corner time to focus before cocktails.  When you hear the timer go off put on one of your girdles and one of your pretty camis and bring down your nipple clips. Having your nipples clipped for cocktails always makes you  nice and hard. And don’t forget your tablet. You might as well have a bit of fun with your little cock while you still can.”

I Immediately did what I was told and, standing in my corner, engulfed in Hannah’s sweet scent, I realised she had pretty much decided to cage me.

Mindful in my Corner

As Hannah was undressing last night she put her pretty white panties to one side.

“Darling. I’ve decided I’ll be leaving my panties out of the laundry from time to time. If you see I have left them for you it means I want you to spend some time in your corner in the morning while you are waiting for my kettle to boil. I don’t want to have to remind you. If my panties are out your nose is in your corner when I wake up. Then, a bit later in the morning you can rinse them out.”

Which is exactly what happened this morning: Hannah awoke to the site of my lightly bruised bottom and her still moist panties pressed by my nose into the wall. She said nothing and, eventually, her kettle boiled and we got on with our day.

Perfect.