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The Weekend

dominant wife“So Darling” said Hannah as I stood in my corner, face pressed into her yesterday panties, locked in my cock cage and ball stretcher but otherwise naked as I am every morning, “After exercise today I am going to unlock your little cock.”

Other submissive husbands who are locked in chastity on a full-time basis will know how much release means after a few months in a cage. Simply to have an erection which is not stifled by the cage is a huge treat.

“It is going to be a hot weekend.” Hannah continued, “And as you know I like you unlocked over the summer. I may have Mady renew her vows this weekend in which case I’ll want your cock ready and able to take her properly. I have not made up my mind. Of course, your cute little ball stretcher will remain in place. I wasn’t sure when I first got it but there is no question that your little testicles are hanging lower which, I think, makes them at least look a little bigger.”

“Now, before you get any ideas about your little cock being free, the fact is that you are not going to be allowed to come even if I do have you take Mady. But you will be able to get hard and with the extra Viagra you’ve been taking I suspect you’ll be hard a lot of the time. Which means a girdle for Church, dear. And don’t forget. I don’t want to see even your tiny tent.”

“Oh good, here’s Mady with my tea. Mady, elliot will be out of his cage this weekend. I’ll unlock him after you’ve exercised him.”

“Very good ma’am.”

“I’ve told him he is not to come. But you can certainly tease and keep him nice and hard.”

“With pleasure ma’am. But I doubt I will have to tease very much.” said Mady. I could hear the smile in her voice.

“I expect you won’t dear. But if he seems to be getting too excited there is always a cold shower or the ice bucket.”

“Yes ma’am.” said Mady as she left.

“I very much enjoyed your oral attentions elliot. I suspect that rather than having Mady this weekend we’ll see how well you can do strokes with me. Now go and have your shower. Lots to do.”

I did as I was told with, I must admit, a spring in my step and a smile on my face.

“Oh, don’t look smug.” said the Lady of the House sipping her tea, “You might be back in your cage by dinner time. And you have two new books to get finished and up on Amazon. I’ve been quite pleased with the sales of our books on female led marriages and all your silly smut. But you need to do more.”

“Yes, ma’am.” I said. Always her decision. Her whim. Perfect.

Humbled

submissive husband“Darling” I heard Hannah say as I stood in my corner pressing an especially moist pair of her panties into their accustomed spot with my nose, “Come over here for a moment.”

I did as I was told and saw that Mady had come into the bedroom. While she was “on duty” for an hour or two in the mornings, Hannah is happy to let Mady wear a casual outfit of a sheer top and a cute pair of faded, soft, jeans on days where there will be a fair bit of housework. I guess today was a house work day.

“Here are his keys Mady…Unlock him.”

I stood, naked except for my cock cage and stainless steel ball stretcher, with my hands behind my back. Mady took the keys and unlocked the brass padlock of my cage.

“Leave the ring in place dear. He won’t be out long. Now elliot, we don’t have long but I wanted to show Mady how quickly you can make your little cock spurt. So get to it. Mady, hand him his cup.”

I began to pull on my already erect cock with my right hand while holding my sake cup with my left.

“So Mady, we could be here all day and this silly man would just keep pulling his little cock with no ejaculation. This is because, even though he has not come in months, I trained him years ago not to ejaculate until his nipples have been pinched. Hard.”

“Yes ma’am.” said Mady.

“Your exercise program has certainly paid off Mady. Now my darling has a nice flat tummy and a nicely rounded bottom.”

“Thank you ma’am. Squats are a wonderful way of building up a bottom.” said Mady as I pulled furiously. “And so, honestly, is carrying a girl on your shoulders every day.” said Mady.

“I bet it is.” said Hannah. “Now why don’t you unbutton you blouse and let elliot look at your pretty little breasts. I see him staring at you often. Silly man.”

Even though her blouse was sheer enough that I could easily see the outline of her pert pink nipples, having Mady unbutton and then stroke her own nipples erect was, as you might guess, very exciting. I was very close to the edge and slowed my pumping.

“So, Mady, would you like to pinch his nipple and watch his little cock squirt?” asked Hannah.

“Yes ma’am. But can I pinch his little cock first?”

“Of course dear.”

For a maid who does a fair bit of housework Mady has very well kept, quite long nails. She keeps them neatly polished and trimmed preferring a square shape rather than Hannah’s more oval approach. She took her thumb and all the nails on her right hand and drove them into the tip of my cock. Hard. I admit I yelped at the pain of it.

“Do you like looking at my boobs every day?” she asked still driving her nails into my engorged cockhead.

“Yes miss.” I gasped.

“Good. Wouldn’t you just love it if you were allowed to come all over them like a real man rather than jacking off into this pathetic little cup.”

“Yes miss.”

“Well,” said Hannah, “you can’t. Pinch a nipple Mady. We have a day to get on with.”

Without ceasing to drive her nails into my cock Mady took her other hand and pinched my nipple hard. I came hard and immediately.

“Excellent. So Mady, what should he do with that revolting mess before you lock him back up?” asked Hannah.

“Ma’am, he could drink it ma’am but I think he’d probably like that. So I think he should smear hs come on his sore little nipples and let it dry for the morning. He can shower off after his exercise.”

“What a good idea dear. elliot, you do that while Mady locks you back in your cage.” said the Lady of the House sipping her tea.

Christmas Gifts

415156_1_glamgirls-events-presents-a-ladies-shopping-psychic-and-pamper-evening_400Things have been hectic around here. Work mainly. But, I must admit, between the Lady of the House and our increasingly demanding maid Mady, I have been run off my feet.  Plus, and I don’t want to sound as if I am complaining, I have been locked up tight in my cock cage for months.

None of which excuses a lack of blogging. As Hannah was pointing out only the other day. “So darling,” she said over cocktails, “I think it might be fun for you to write about a few of the things we’re getting for Christmas. Especially your new items. I can’t tell you how much fun Mady and I have been having on Amazon. And you might mention what we are getting her for Christmas as well.”

Hannah has certainly been shopping up a storm. Because we live in the country it is much easier to get special items sent from Amazon. I don’t think Hannah would be the slightest bit embarrassed walking into a store and buying some of these; quite the contrary. But getting just the right thing is often easier online. What has amazed Hannah is the broad variety of very sexy items you can order from Amazon.

For example: You may remember The Lady of the House taking her maid with a double ended dildo? Well Hannah promised Mady a double dildo all her own (and you just know where it will be used) and we’ve ordered it from Amazon. Here’s the link.

Some delightful reader has bought herself a really good vibrator and the Lady of the House has decided that I will be putting a similar vibrator in both her and our maid’s stockings. “This is the sort of power tool a man should be getting for Christmas.” said Hannah.

Apparently my own stocking will have a few items.

“Much as I love your current cock cage dear, I think it is time for you to have your chastity encased in steel once in a while. I had Mady look for something nice and small for your little cock and she found this: a nice short steel male chastity cage.

“And while she was looking for a nice steel cage our lovely little maid came across something which I think will look adorable and remind you of your position: stainless steel ball stretching weights. No, really. Who knew. The best part is you get five of them so we’ll start you off slowly.”

“I was doing my own shopping and I remembered how much you have enjoyed your stainless steel wand. Which I really have to use on you more often. Remind me to tell Mady to put it out for your morning mindfulness. But I ran across the cutest butt plugs from the same maker. So I am getting you a nice medium plug and we’re going to surprise our adorable little maid with an addition to her evening uniform – won’t you have fun pushing a small stainless steel plug right up her tight little backdoor.”

“And, speaking of Mady, I’ve ordered her three, quarter cup, bras. There is no point in hiding those pretty perky pink nipples is there. Plus, and I bet you’ll love this, for her day wear winter uniform, I have ordered some lovely, very sheer, blouses. Call it my little Christmas present to you.”

“Oh, and stockings. The fully fashioned, seamed Cervin for me.” said Hannah with an smile, “And some unseamed Cervin stockings for our little maid of all work. And a pair of lingerie gloves each to avoid runs.”

What I had not told Hannah was that one of my presents for her was a pair of long, lambskin, Italian gloves which I knew she had been coveting.

It has been a busy business year, made all the more successful by my darling wife ensuring that I remembered my position while, at the same time, performing my alpha male duties as a business man and consultant. And a good year always means diamonds for the Lady of the House. Under the tree, which I still have to get, will be a little pair of diamond hoop earings.

Always better to give than to receive.

UPDATE: Hannah has a few thoughts on The Gift of Chastity at her blog.

 

 

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.”

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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