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Through my Paces

forced erection, dominant wife, submissive husband, “Darling,” said Hannah as we were finishing dinner, “Take this.”

The Lady of the House handed me a full 50 mg Viagra tablet. I was used to receiving my daily dose in a cut tablet as Hannah likes me ready to erect but not really frisky. Plus, of course, up until last week, I had been in my chastity cage pretty much full time.

“Now, go upstairs and get into your nightie. I’ll be up in a few minutes.”

“Yes, Miss.”

I went up to our bedroom, undressed, and put on the white cotton nightie Mady had laid out for me in my little dressing room. It was quite short with broad shoulder straps. It had a little ruffle of white lace at the hem. Looking in the mirror I realized that with the ball stretcher in place, my testicles were on full display. And, of course, just putting on this pretty garment had started my cock getting erect. Hannah likes me to lie on my back when she sends me up to bed early. With my eyes tightly closed. So I did. I didn’t have long to wait. I heard Hannah’s heels clicking on the wood stairs coming up and I could hear the equally sharp clicks of Mady’s maid mules as well.

“So there he is Mady. Adorable. Help me off with my dress.” I heard Hannah say. Then I felt the hem of my nightie being lifted. “See, his little cock is hard already. It isn’t much of a cock but, honestly, I have had much larger cocks and I have not enjoyed the experience all that much. But, as I was saying earlier, the last thing you should worry about in a husband is the size of his cock. If you train him properly he will rarely use it anyway. Just when you are in the mood.”

I lost the rest of the conversation as Hannah lowered herself onto my face bottom first. Her lovely thighs covered my ears and her beautiful backdoor press down on my nose. My job was to lick her pussy stretching my tounge out as far as possible so its tip could reach her sweet clitty. She was already wonderfully wet. When I am licking the Lady of the House my full concentration is on the task at hand. My own hands are under my bottom. I lose track of time and I was actually quite surprised when Hannah lifted herself up and I felt her wet cunt engulf my now pulsing cock.

“You see Mady, when you use the female superior position, and that is really the only position a dominant wife should use, you are able to use your husband’s cock properly for your pleasure.” Hannah was lifting herself up and down on my shaft. I am trained not to thrust until told and it was, perhaps, thirty strokes in before Hannah said “Meet me” which is my signal to thrust.

“So Mady, you will notice that his nightie is still covering his nipples. I don’t want any accidents and elliot really is nipple trained. Unless his nipples are pinched he knows he is not allowed to come. Now I am just going to concentrate for a few minutes.” The room was silent except for the delicious sounds of sex. I was getting so hard and, I am afraid, so close. And then, as quickly as she had taken me, Hannah rolled off.

“Corner.”

Hannah likes her privacy when she comes and I went to my corner where Hannah had tossed her panties. I saw Mady who, apparently, was going to be allowed to watch Hannah come. Lucky girl. I pressed Hannah’s panties into my corner tasting and smelling her moisture. I was still very hard.

In a very few minutes I heard the cries of Hannah’s orgasm and, a minute or two after that, “Run me a bath Mady.”

We were alone.

“That was lovely darling. Thank you. And I must say I very much like your ball strecher. It makes you look so masculine. We’ll put the second one on soon. Did you like Mady watching? I know I did. I bet you were thinking about how much fun you will have when she renews her vows. You are going to have a very busy little cock. You can stay in your corner while I bath. See if you can stay hard until I am done.”

I was in my corner for about fifteen minutes and when Hannah came back to our bedroom in her night dress she came over and grabbed my balls quite tightly.

“What a good boy. All nice and hard. But it is time for you to go to bed and I don’t want you pestering me. Mady. Bring one of the locking girdles.”

In a few minutes I was lying in bed in my nightie with a longline panty-girdle, modified with a simple bit of heavy canvas sewn around the top with two grommets at the ends through which Mady had put a padlock, snapped it shut, and given Hannah the keys as she curtsied her way from the room.

A Blessing

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“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.”

Ritual

tumblr_np3oa3FJGc1qfbon7o1_500After dressing Mady I retired to my study where Hannah had told me to wait. It is a very pleasing room where I work and read. It is on the north east side of the house with windows overlooking our creek to the east set into thick walls which are lined with bookcases. It is a room where only the morning sun shines so as to preserve the books. Very simply furnished: just my large work table, my desk chair and two arm chairs and a sofa arranged before the angular stone fireplace. It is, I must admit, the only room in the house which is in the least bit masculine. I like the sense of a reading room in an old English Men’s Club and the Lady of the House was kind enough to let me have my way.

I heard Mady click past in her evening heels and then on up to dress Hannah. I must admit I felt a little apprehensive sitting, en femme with my panti girdle controlling my still raging erection; but  at least my cock was not in its cage. It was humilating to have to wear a cupped camisole under my blouse and little heeled espadrilles and ladies trousers. On the other hand, I knew that at some point in the evening I would enjoy spanking Mady across my lap and that thought alone kept my cock rigid.

I knew I had a while to wait and I busied myself arranging the copies of the contract and Covenant Mady would be signing later that evening. The contract was a very straight forward employment contract with nothing in it more sensational than a requirement to wear uniforms provided and an acknowledgment of the odd working hours required.

The other document was not legally enforceable in the modern world. It was a mutual covenant and created a set of very old fashioned obligations and obediences. It reflected a pre-modern, almost feudal, sensibility. In it Mady pledged her complete obedience, loyalty, and fidelity to our House and to the Lady of that House. She agreed to obey any order and to accept correction as given by or on behalf of the Lady of the House for a period of two years. She accepted her position as a Servant of the House with all of the duties and submissions that position required. For her part Hannah, as Lady of the House, accepted Mady’s pledge and promised to clothe, feed, instruct and discipline Mady as required. There was a promise of a reward at the end of the two years in an amount which basically doubled the amount to be paid under the employment contract.

The Covenant was between the two women. I was mentioned only in passing as the “spouse” of the Lady of the House and was to have “such relations with the Servant as the Lady of the House expressly approves” and then again in a paragraph where I promised to accept the discipline and correction of the Servant within her domain and acknowledge that, within that domain the Servant was to have all of the privileges and prerogatives of the Lady of the House, including all such services as the Lady might require”.

As Hannah said to me when she read the document she had drafted, “I want Mady to feel free to whip you regularly and, as she is a young girl, she may from time to time, want your attentions or she may even ask for your key. We’ve discussed it and I think it will do you the world of good to have another woman to attend to. But it is very important that you remember your position whether you are serving me or serving our maid. She tells me that you have been wonderfully obedient and have made her feel very much at home. This Covenant will simply extend her authority.”

“Yes Ma’am.”

So, as I waited, I could look forward to the sensual delight of spanking Mady’s pert little bottom when Hannah instructed me to; but I also had to accept that Mady would have the authority to whip me as and when she felt like it or felt I needed it. And from what I had seen during her month’s probation, Mady was more than willing to take charge.

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Finding a Maid

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I’ll just slip these on”

Charming as it would be to have a sexy little ladies maid flouncing around in the traditional “up to there, down to here” outfit, the Lady of the House is looking for an actual, real life, maid.

The question, of course, is where to find one. And here I need to be creative. You can’t advertise a genuine paid, maid’s position, with a note saying that under clothing, in addition to uniforms, will be provided. And you really can’t include the fact that the maid will be expected to, on the instructions of the Lady of the House, discipline her “employer” and, from time to time, indulge his penchant for a little lively slap and tickle. The assorted government employment people would be arriving at your front door instantly.

However, this is also not really a Fetlife sort of a thing either because Hannah really does want a maid. The “special duties” would be no more than 5-10% of the total job if that.

I’ve put a veiled ad up on Craigslist under domestic gigs “Seeking a young woman for ladies maid duties. Must be polite, well groomed and prepared for a traditional maid’s duties with a few interesting twists. Must be broad minded.” We’ll see what that brings. I have a few other ideas but may as well start with the most obvious.

Husbandly Duties

“The Lady of the House would like to be pleasured.”said Hannah as she slipped off her panties and lay back on our bed. I don’t have to be told twice and in an instant I was licking her sweet Pussy. Her lovely clit began to harden and swell and I focused my attention were my tongue could do the most good. Hannah likes it when I suck her little swollen bud into my mouth and run my tongue back and forth.

My cock was uncomfortably hard in its little cage and I knew I wasn’t getting out because the key was nowhere to be seen. Hannah was getting very close.

“Go to your corner.” she gasped. I took her moist panties and was undressing. “Turn your back.” she’d seen me watching her pleasuring her wet little cunt. I obeyed and plunged my nose into the wet cotton gusset of he black panties pressed into my corner. I wasn’t there very long before I heard the sweet sounds of Hannah’s orgasm. I knew better than to look around as the pleasure coursed through Hannah’s lovely, lithe, body. A few minutes later I heard her get out of bed and get fresh panties from her lingerie drawer.

She came over to where I was standing, “You really are getting very good at my pleasure. Rinse out those panties and get the cocktail things ready.”

Pure pleasure.

Gentleman’s Fancy

Every month the Lady of the House reviews what our readers have purchased through our Amazon links. She makes notes for her own purchases and purchases for use by or on me. Here are a few which have caught her eye:

 

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    Cleanstream Enema Bulb, Red The Lady of the House rarely gives me an enema but when she does she uses a full enema bag. This little device would let me take care of my own backdoor cleanliness.

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    Rago Women’s Hi Waist Bike Shaper Pretty and ideal for those days when the Lady of the House doesn’t want me caged but does want me well girdled. We don’t own this one but have several similar. Hannah thinks the pink and black would be cute.

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    Silicone Male Chastity Device, Adult Penis Male Defend Chastity Belt Lock Cage (Pink) This is the model but not the colour which Hannah has me wearing as I write. It is designed to be quite small. It is comfortable and very discreet. Along with not being able to touch my little cock, after a while, I loose any sense of having a cock. Hannah leaves me in this for days at a time. It takes away my sexual awareness in any physical sense…just leaves me longing.

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The Rainy Season

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Stockings at last

Hannah seemed very pleased with herself this morning.

“So Darling, that nice man in the States wrote back. He’s having a lot of trouble with the wish list, not your fault just something about how it works. But I am going to make arrangements and, in a little while, we’ll be able to lock up your little cock.”

As I was in my corner Hannah did not expect an answer.

“Now I know that you would never break your vow of chastity but I have to admit I have enjoyed having you in girdles most of the time these last few weeks but you only have three pounds to go and that will mean you’ll be wearing your girdles less. So let’s see how we enjoy locking you up.”

Hannah came up behind me and reached around for my already hard cock. “I think it will be great having this little thing in a short cage so that you learn to only have erections when I want you hard. Even with your Viagra. It will give you a goal for the rainy season.”

She gave my cock a squeeze with her long nails.

“Now get your girdle on and get off to your desk. Lots to do.”