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I first started posting here because I found some old stories I wrote years ago but the positive feedback motivated me to start writing new stuff.
Unfortunately, last week I was made redundant and being close to retirement age finding work att my age will prove problematic.
I have reluctantly decided to try and make a small income from my writing so have created a Patreon page.
https://www.patreon.com/Jaiceeuk?utm_campaign=creatorshare_creator
I will still post some new stories here but will also be posting a minimum of 2 new stories/chapters every week on Patreon.
At £4 a month for full access (less than £1 a week) I would be truly grateful if anyone who enjoys my writing could support the new venture.
The next chapters of both Weekend Wife and Evolution are on there now along with a new short story Conditioned Cuckold. The link is above.
Following Orders – Part 2
“Can you feel that honey?” She asks as she runs her fingers over the chrome body of his chastity cage.
“No” he answers despondently. They were lying on the bed, he was naked except for the cage her lover had bought and insisted he wear at all times. She was still wearing the lingerie she had worn for her lover earlier that afternoon. Seeing her naked had been forbidden a long time ago but she loved to wear the minimum possible just to torment him.
“What about here? She lets her fingers drop down lower and giggles as he lets out a little moan and his caged cock twitches as her fingernails lightly scratch his his swollen balls.
“This was such a good idea of his wasn’t it honey, locking you up like this. You’ve become so much more attentive and obedient, the longer you’re locked the more you do for me. I love seeing you running around doing all your chores, so desperate to please, hoping you’ll be rewarded. How long has it been now honey”.
“Six weeks and four days”
She laughs “you’ve been counting every day, that’s so hot honey, knowing that you think about your little cock all locked up by my mean boyfriend every single day. How many times have you asked me to ask him if you can be unlocked?
“I think it’s five, maybe six I’m not sure” he said sulkily.
“And he’s said no every time hasn’t he honey, he’s so cruel to you. I must say that was so hot listening to you begging on the phone this afternoon. He was inside me you know at the time, you didn’t know that did you? He put the phone on loudspeaker so I could hear you. You sounded so desperate, we were both trying so hard not to laugh out loud, then when you called him “Sir” without even being told to, I came so hard, fuck, that was hot. Anyway, at least now you know what you have to do to get unlocked for the first time don’t you? He’s made it quite clear”.
“I can’t, I really can’t, it really is too much this time, I mean it”. His voice was full of dread, “you’ll have to tell him I won’t do it.”
“You know I can’t do that honey, no is not an option for him, you’ll come round eventually, a few more days all locked up nice and tight and you’ll be begging me to let you wear it. You should be grateful he spends all this money on you honey.”
He glanced up at the clothes hanger on the the wardrobe door. His blood ran cold. He was so desperate to be unlocked but this was much too high a price to pay. He really couldn’t demean himself that much. It would be far too humiliating.
A black and white satin sissy maids outfit was hanging there. Buttoned up to the neck but obscenely short, flaring out from just below the waist. A little lace lined pinafore sewn into the front. Everything from the waste down would be fully exposed with every bend or stretch.
She see’s him looking, “I think you’ll look really cute in it honey, your so slim, you’ve always had a feminine figure anyway, once we’ve done away with all that body hair you’ll look just perfect in it”.
“But why, why does he want this?It makes no sense”.
“I don’t think he see’s you as a man anymore honey and he wants to make sure I don’t either. Having you pottering around the house in your heels and maids outfit will just reinforce to all of us your true position in this relationship. My little sexy housemaid.”
“D… did you say heels?”
“Of course honey, There in that bag on the floor, along with your new panties, stockings and suspenders belt”
He was silent for a few minutes, she smiled as she watched him weaken, the battle between his desperate need and his reluctance to debase himself. “If I put them on for you, just for a minute, will you unlock me? Please” he begged.
“Oh honey I can’t do that. I don’t have the keys anymore”
The shock on his face made her giggle.
“I thought he said if I wore it he would allow me to be unlocked?
“He will honey. All you have to do is put your pretty little outfit on, drive over to his place and when you’ve finished cleaning his house and doing his laundry he’ll give you the keys to bring back to me to unlock you. Isn’t he good to you honey?”