Yesterday was my return to maid service. All went better than expected. It amazes me how much I can enjoy something, or get a sexual charge out of something, just by knowing I am making her happy.
My morning started getting up with her, making her coffee, and seeing her off to work. Then I got ready. Ok, I have gained a few pounds this summer. I wasn’t going to be happy with me in a cotton dress that would cling to my fat, I tried a corset, but that was crazy painful. Bottom ribs in the back were poking me, and after a few hours I had to remove it. Moving on, my dresses are pretty much all the same style, cut, and fabric, just different colors. So I thought lets go big and go pink. I didn’t wear stockings, it’s summer, and I don’t mind showing off my tanned legs lol. I put on my new white and black open toed flats and was ready to start my shift.
I started with basic clean up, laundry, clutter put away, and then I noticed the bedroom. She wanted to rearrange our bedroom for awhile, but its a pain in the butt and we never got around to it. So I figured lets get started. Moving around the large furniture in a small room is quite the task, I cleaned as I moved things. We have dogs, so hair and dust seems to find its way everywhere. I put new sheets on and washed the bedding. Then came the sex toys and accessories. We have quite a collection, and punishment implements have grown equally as well…why I keep buying them for her is beyond me lol. I wanted to keep them handy, but not super out in the open. I cleaned out an end table with doors, two wooden paddles went in there. Two leather strap paddles hung on the back of the closet door, which is only seen if the door is closed which it never really is. A bamboo cluster and a diabolical wooden oar/paddle is in the corner only visible if the closet door is closed. There are restraints under the bed that hide themselves, but we also have some rope, I wrapped them around each bedpost and it looks like the natural rustic look of the wooden frame. Then came my side. My two drawer side table has misc toys in the bottom, ones we rarely use such as nipple and clit suction cups, huge dildo, the two dildos that attach to the sex machine, and some scarves. The top drawer hides the doxi wand, 9 inch dildo and harness, 7 inch dildo, 2 butt plugs, and rubber gloves(in case she ever wants to milk my prostate). Lube is out in the open and easy to reach on top of the dresser. The only thing someone can see is my collar and leash that i put out and the sex machine that is on the floor in a spot out of the way. I cleaned off her dressers, added a new lamp, and washed the mirrors so she can actually see herself. By the way, one of the mirrors is next to the bed, looking forward to the show if i take her with the 9inch strapon from behind.
That took alot longer than i had thought it would, and i was really behind. Although during a smoke break outside i noticed my leg was wet. I lifted up the dress and saw that i was leaking. The undies i wore were a bit lacy in that area and didn’t absorb anything, it just dripped right through down my leg. After finishing a task i was physically arroused. I went in and looked at myself in the full length mirror, and although i am no beauty queen, i certainly wasn’t ugly. I’ve been shaving my legs for well over a year and were nicely tanned due to my time in the sun, I’m pretty much hairless everywhere else as well, and although i have put on a few pounds, the dress hid it nicely. My shoulders are a bit too big to be feminine, but my chest is still fairly androdgynous as is my face. All in all not horrible which really helps not feeling ridiculous.
Back to work, i vaccumed, swept, cleaned the bathtub, and started supper. My beautiful wife woke up sick, and knew that she would appreciate some soup, so i made some homemade turkey and bean soup. I swept, changed the laundry out again, and again i noticed my leg was wet. With every task complete, i noticed it. God i wanted to take the cage off, to let it get hard, to feel the pleasure that comes with it being touched. Encased in its steel, there will be no erection, no feeling, no touching. I went to take a smoke break and noticed i was out and wanted to go get some before she arrived from work so i could greet her. I hurried downstairs to change out of my dress, but i was too late, she arrived and i didn’t get to greet her at the door like i had wanted. I told her “you missed the maid, i just changed i need to run to the store” she said that was ok, she needed to go too. We went and returned.
She seemed to love the new arrangment of the bedroom, and i felt so proud…more leaking. I served her soup, we watched tv and relaxed on the couch for awhile. When she was done doing stuff on her computer i told her i would run her bath. I washed and bathed her, scrubbing her back and massaging her shoulders. I washed her hair and massaged her head. In the bath i was soaping and rubbing her feet and i was torn. I desperately wanted to take them in my mouth, to show her how much i wanted to be hers, but i held off, this was for her and not me. I left her to relax in the hot bath with candles burning, my legs now wet from the more constant dripping. After her bath i had set up her massage table along with everything i might need. I asked her if she was in the mood for a massage or if she just wanted to veg out. She said she didn’t want to make me work, but i assured her it was nothing. She layed down on the table and i began.
Massages are my biggest test. Touching her and rubbing her with oil, seeing her just lying there and open and relaxed makes me want to be selfish, to ask for the key, to slide myself in her and feel her luxurious pussy or even just jack my cock off on her while looking at her…but again, it’s not about me today, so i kept it about her. I always start off with a normal massage. Trying to make her feel relaxed, and rubbing in ways that will feel good on your muscles etc., but after that is done, i turn it sexual and test if she would like a happy ending. After rubbing her inner thighs and rubbing her hairless pubic mound with oil i could feel the heat radiating from her. She may be under the weather but she was also turned on. I got the doxi wand out and used it on her legs and thighs before getting to her mound. She was escalating quickly so i backed off a bit. I used my fingers in her for a minute and with doxi i knew it wouldn’t take long so i removed my fingers and thought i would try something new. We have a stainless steel plug that is quite wide, I slowly inserted it in her. It was cold on her at first but soon found its place buried in her. I was jealous. At 3 inches, it is about the same size as me, and there it was buried somewhere i desparately wanted to be. I continued using doxi on her, on her clit and on the plug hoping the vibrations would make it through to the inside. She was not going to take long, and i noticed the plug was starting to be devoured by her, it was dissappearing. I did not want to ruin the moment, but was worried that fishing it out later may not be very fun, so decided plug time was over. I told her to relax and i grabbed the base of the bulbous toy and slowly removed it. I wasn’t out of toys though and grabbed the 9 inch dildo. I slowly inserted the tip inside of her and was waiting for her to adjust to its size. One thing i never tire of is seeing a large cock dissappear inside of her. It was hard to work the wand and the dildo at the same time, and sensing this she took the wand so i could work the cock inside her. Although i have seen that same cock dissappear in her, seen her fuck herself with that cock by rapidly jamming it in her, i never got the chance to do it for her. She had doxi wand on her clit and i had only worked in half of it before she had cum. With a light sheen of oil on her, she looked like a queen lying on that table, and i was so happy i could give her pleasure.
I moved the table, and we watched tv again and relaxed a bit before going to bed. We went to our room, clean from my efforts, and she told me how nice it looked again. We layed next to each other and she thanked me, and told me how special she felt, and i couldn’t have been more proud and more turned on for the serving her.
The next morning we woke up and she had to get up to get ready. She took a minute to rub me through the cage and said “I have my doting devoted boyfriend back”(we’re married but she still says boyfriend lol). I got up with her, dressed in some capris and a cute tank, made her coffee, and started dishes, and finished the last load of laundry. She asked if i was working again… I said only a half day(my son will be home this afternoon) and we both smiled. I showed her the lunch i packed for her and she said it will be fine.
I can’t believe how i have responded to maid service. I really had no intesion of maid service. It was a hard limit, i actually said “i don’t want to be some maid doing chores and running around looking silly”. It’s not like that though. I choose what chores i do, i choose what i wear and it isn’t anything over the top, and i am not in any trouble if something isn’t done. No pressure, and the stuff i do is appreciated. I regret not being dressed for her when she got home and greeting her at the door, but i did need to leave the house. I have come to realize how much i enjoy, and need to be dressed femininly around her, to be accepted and comfortable around someone.
As far as chastity is concerned, we made love the day after we wed, a week later when we returned from vacation, and have remained caged since. One night i really wanted her after going down on her, licking her feet, and devouring her ass. She had already came, and she said maybe next time. I really wanted to cum, but the next day i thanked her for knowing whats best for us and being in control.
I love our life, i love her, i am so grateful to have someone that loves me enough to take charge, to know when i should cum and when i shouldn’t, to punish me when i need it, and is about the sexiest and sweetest person i’ve ever met.