Tough Love

"Oh hi Barb, yeah anytime," I'd always liked Barbara. She always seemed to have time for you and she never said anything bad about anybody. But something in her face today told me all wasn't right.

"Yes well, its just that... You see our budgets didn't work out quite as we expected and we need to lose some paid hours somewhere," she flapped her hands as she thought how to compose what she wanted to say "We really don't want to release anyone. But in order to save jobs we need to cut the hours of some non essential personnel and well its....," she dropped her hands to her sides, she didn't know how to say it, but she didn't really have to.

"Its okay Barb. I think I know what your trying to say: I'm one of the non essential staff, right?" I was already resigned, and slumped in my chair.

"I'm sorry John. I was given a list of personnel affected and instructions as to revised hours. I'm afraid you have been cut to three hours a day starting Monday. I'm really so sorry" ( she thought it best not to mention that John's was the only name on the list). She had tears in her eyes as she left and strangely I felt sorry for her despite me being the one loosing time and money.

I felt like just lying down and giving up. But then I thought of Lucy and all she had had to go through and I knew I had to be strong for her sake.

But wait a minute! Lucy! I would have to go see her, tell her what had happened. Maybe she could pull some strings for me?.

"Yes, I'd heard all about it. But not in time to warn you John. I did what I could, but you know, its not up to me," Lucy shrugged her shoulders as John stood before her desk. Then she leaned forward, resting her elbows on the desktop.

"What's worrying me though, given your recent behaviour: is the fact that you'll be finishing work at noon. What are you going to be doing with yourself with all that spare time?" she raised an eyebrow at John. She didn't seem very concerned that he had had his hours cut. John felt disappointed by her attitude, but he knew the situation wasn't her fault and causing a scene wouldn't help him.

"I guess I'll carry on trying to find a better job. I swear ma,am, there's no way I'll do anything stupid like I did before," he promised.

"I do so want to believe you John, but you know what they say: bored hands lead to a bored mind," she said.

"I promise ma,am, I'll keep busy. Hey! how about I take over the cleaning and other stuff. We could even save money if we didn't have a housekeeper," John appeared pleased with his sudden idea.

Lucy had to turn away in thought as if she were considering his proposal. She didn't want John to see her smile. She had to stop herself laughing out loud. How lucky could she be? she had been trying to think of a way to persuade John to agree to her plan and here he was putting forward the very idea himself.

Her mind drifted back to just two days before.

Stephen twisted the clamp on Lucy's nipple, he was smiling cruelly as her eyes screwed up in pain. He had lately started playing sadistic little games with her. No longer satisfied in a simple blow job, he now liked to humiliate her or torture her breasts before she took him in her mouth. In truth it was never unbearably painful, so Lucy went along with it, though she knew she didn't really have a choice. As she worked at enslaving her husband, Stephen had ensured that she was becoming more subservient to him. She kept telling herself that it was only temporary, but she seemed to slip more and more under his spell. Then each time Stephen demanded something of her, Lucy would take it out on John or Amy. And she always felt so guilty afterwards, especially as she became more aroused the worse she treated them.

Now standing in front of her kneeling form, Stephen held onto the clamps crushing her nipples and used them to guide Lucy's mouth toward his erect penis. She opened her jaws automatically and took him deep into her throat, just how she knew he liked it, how he had trained her. Indeed with all the practice he was giving her recently they both thought she had become an expert cocksucker and he never missed an opportunity to tell her so, even addressing emails to her as "my number one cocksucking whore".

She had learnt to control her gag reflex as he forced his way deep into the back of her throat. He held her head in place with a handful of hair as he filled her mouth with hot cum. Lucy swallowed it all and then cleaned him with her mouth and tongue as he had taught her to do.

Stephen sat at his desk as he pushed his flaccid penis back into his pants. Lucy stood at the cocktail cabinet by the window overlooking the city. She poured two glasses of juice, passed one to Stephen, and naked apart from her four inch heels ,stockings and nipple clamps, she raised her glass to wash away the salty taste in her mouth.

"I have a couple of things I need," she said as she sat on the corner of his desk.

"You can have just about anything you want my dear," Stephen replied. Lucy knew he was always in a good mood after one of their sessions, still feeling aroused herself, she briefly wondered why he never wanted to have sex her, not that she'd want him to, but as usual Stephen had used her for only his own gratification, never even considering that Lucy might like to have an orgasm.

"Oh well, never mind," she thought. She could always use her fingers when she returned to her office, or maybe Amy's mouth or Johns. Yes, that would be good, John would think it an honour to lick her now, or even better she could summon Barry in to fuck her, then have John lick her used pussy, see whether he would realise he was swallowing her lovers cum. She felt herself tingle with the thought.

"So my dear, what is it you want?" Stephen pressed. Lucy jumped as she returned from her musings.

" Ah yes right, well, first I need to tell you that I recently started an affair with Barry Cooper, one of my agents. I know I don't have to ask your permission strictly speaking, but I thought because of our special relationship I should have your consent," she said.

"Yes you did the right thing. I have no reason to object to whoever you want to see but I don't like to be kept in the dark," he warned her, then added "so yes, you can have my consent, but you must remember, my needs and desires are your main priority. I shall still expect you to drop whatever you're doing whenever I summon you. You belong to me now and you must always remember that. Besides, making your husband a cuckold can only be seen as progress. Now was there anything else?" he raised his brows in question. Lucy thought he was going too far to say he owned her. But then she admitted to herself that she would likely do whatever he told her to do, so, yes, he probably did own her.

"Yes" she replied "I think its time for John to become more domesticated. I would like you to cut his time to three hours a day. That way he can be at home doing chores. I thought it might be interesting to have him under the supervision of our daily cleaner," she said

"Consider it done. By the way, how is my idea of the chastity tube working?" he asked as he idly tweaked Lucy's nipple.

"Oh, just perfect, he actually offered to wear it for as long as I want him to," she laughed, trying to hide the pain caused by his playing with her nipple clamps.

Lynn sat nervously waiting for Lucy to come home. Her employer had phoned her, Lucy wanted to speak to her. She was worried and hoped she wasn't going to lose her job. Although she was only a housekeeper, she liked her job, she liked John and Lucy too. This was the only job she had been able to find since leaving college two years previously, she really didn't like the idea of being unemployed again.

She stood up and clasped her hands in front of her as she heard Lucy's Lexus pull into the drive. When the front door opened, Lucy smiled and seeing the worried look on Lynn's face immediately tried to reassure her.

"Don't look so glum, I just need to discuss something important with you, please sit down, " Lucy said as she herself sat next to Lynn on the sofa.

"Now you may have noticed some changes occurring around here lately?" she added once she was settled.

"Yes, I knew John had lost his job but ....." Lynn started to speak, but didn't like to be too personal.

"Well yes, that's right, now though, it seems his hours are to be cut and I thought rather than sitting around all day he could take over your duties," Lucy explained. She saw Lynn's face drop and reached across the sofa, laying her hand on the girls knee to reassure her.

"Oh don't worry, I'm not letting you go, oh no. I need you here more than ever now. I'm merely changing your status. He's only a man after all, and what do men know about housework?" she chuckled "No, what I plan is for John to do your job while you supervise him. It will actually be a promotion for you. Of course it will mean I'll need to give you a raise but we can sort the details out later," Lucy said smiling as she patted Lynn's thigh.

"But I don't understand, Johns my boss. I don't see how I can supervise him," Lynn was puzzled.

"No Lynn. I am your boss now and starting from Monday, to all intents and purposes you will be John's boss," Lucy laid it out as plainly as she could.

Lynn still had her doubts "And John doesn't mind? I mean it all seems such a strange situation," she asked.

"Ah, well. John doesn't actually know yet ," Lucy told her " but you leave that to me, I'll make sure he sees sense. The thing is, our relationship is changing," she confided "since John lost his job, well, lets just say I have taken over the role as head of the household. I am after all the breadwinner now, and well, to tell you the truth I found out John cheated on me. So I need to know that he's kept too busy to do it again. And it would be useful for me to have someone I can trust keep an eye on him while I'm not here. And I want that someone to be you, So what do you say?" Lucy looked at her housekeeper hopefully.

Lynn was both stunned and flattered. She really wasn't sure how to answer "ummm, I don't know, it just seems so bizarre, what if John refuses to listen to me?".

"He won't, believe me," Lucy told her earnestly "after I've explained the situation to him he'll be as good as gold," she said gripping Lynn's knee.

Lucy gave Lynn one of her best smiles. Lynn nodded "Okay, why not, I'll give it a try".

"Splendid, now here's what we do............

"You must be joking. I don't mind doing the housework, but being told what to do by a twenty year old girl, in my own house no less, well .... its, its ridiculous," I was angry. We were standing in the kitchen. I had been cooking curry when Lucy broke the news of our new cleaning arrangements.

"Oh don't be so melodramatic John, its just an arrangement. It doesn't really mean anything. I am not going to fire Lynn when she has done nothing wrong, she's a damn good housekeeper. You on the other hand haven't a clue, even you must admit that? so it makes sense if you think about it. All you need to do is a few household chores and Lynn can show you the best way to do them. Surely you are not to proud to take instruction from a younger person. You used to boss people twice your age. Besides it was your idea to do the cleaning in the first place".

I felt chastened. I had indeed suggested the idea. So I was in no position to complain, but to be under the supervision of Lynn was just simply embarrassing. But as Lucy had said, it was only for basic instruction, so I decided I should bite the bullet and agree.

"Okay Lucy, I'll do it. But its only temporary right?".

"Of course. It'll only be for as long as I think you need someone in charge of you," she told me as she stroked my cheek.

I didn't like the phrase" in charge of" but I let it slide. Besides it had now been close to two weeks since Lucy had locked me into chastity and I hoped my compliance would lead to my release, even if it were only long enough to have sex with my gorgeous wife again.

On Monday I worked my three hours, then as Lucy would need her car, I caught the bus home. As I entered the house I found Lynn sitting in the kitchen writing on a note pad.

"Hi Lynn, I'm here, reporting for duty," I said, trying to make light of the situation.

"Oh hi John. Be with you in just a sec," she replied.

I nipped up to the spare room where I had been banished for the last several days to change my clothes. When I returned Lynn held out a sheet of paper to me. She looked embarrassed as she said "I've made a list of the jobs that need to be done today. Its best, I've found if you do them in that order, um...Lucy asked me to keep an eye on you to begin with, just until you know how to do things. Also she left me this" she appeared as unhappy with this situation as I was as she handed me another piece of paper.

"It's a list of jobs Lucy would like done while you are at home. But I think they need to wait till after the housework is finished, so.....lets start shall we," she said and began fetching the equipment I would need to begin my job as a domestic drudge.

I had to work hard and I was always aware and uncomfortable of Lynn watching me. I was determined not to make mistakes, but even so she was forced to instruct me on several occasions when I did something wrong or my efforts were not good enough. She was obviously nervous whenever she had to point out my faults and in a strange way I felt sorry for her. By five o'clock I was finally finished and I slumped tiredly into a chair with a well deserved beer.

"Okay, I'm off now John, I'll see you tomorrow. I shouldn't drink too much of that," she pointed at the bottle in my hand "Tuesdays are pretty hectic, bye," she waved and closed the door as she left.

I scowled at her back. She had just watched and criticised me all afternoon, and she hadn't lifted a finger to help, but I knew I was being petulant. Lynn had done this job almost every day for the last two years so who was I to complain?

I fished Lucy's list from my pocket and read it. There were lots of small jobs, fix this, hang that. I swigged the last of my beer and thought "the hell with it", if she wants the jobs done let her do them herself. But then after a few minutes I decided "what the hell, I might as well do something just to stop me being bored." I groaned as I levered myself out of the chair. But as I went to the garage to fetch my tools I knew deep down inside that I was scared of what Lucy might say if I didn't do as she said.

As the days passed I grew into the routine and became faster and more efficient at my work. At the same time Lynn became more confident in her new position. She seemed to find it increasingly easy to give me instructions and I felt she was actually enjoying having authority over me. More and more she would give me my schedule for the day then spend her time relaxing on the patio or watching TV, sometimes she would go shopping or visit friends, she even had friends visit her in my house and all the time I would be hard at work while Lynn acted as if she owned the place.

I took the decision to speak to Lucy about Lynn's lack of effort. Not realising that this would lead to even more humiliation and my first punishment.

But I would also receive a reward.

Part Three

Punished

I was forced to bide my time for a few days as Lucy had started to work late quite a lot. Also she was often away at meetings with clients, most times staying overnight or occasionally for the whole weekend, so she would invariably claim to be too tired or stressed to deal with my so called trivial problems. But then one Friday Lucy announced she would be home on time. I was determined to discuss my situation with her that evening..

Lucy arrived home and flopped into an armchair. I opened a bottle of wine and poured two glasses, as I handed one to Lucy she kicked off her shoes and said "oh thank you darling, just what I need. Oh babe be a hon. would you and give my feet a massage".

I swallowed a mouthful of wine and knelt before her. I lifted her stocking covered feet onto my lap and begun to massage them accompanied by oohh,s and aah,s of relief from my wife.

"Luce, can we talk about a couple of things?" I asked as she lay her head on the back of the armchair.

She looked down at me with curiosity but said nothing so I continued.

"First, its about Lynn," I said

"What about Lynn?" she asked .

"Well....its just..... I like Lynn, don't get me wrong, but I'm not sure about the current arrangement," I said hesitantly.

Lucy sighed "what's wrong John? come on spit it out ".

"Well ... I think she's taking advantage. I do all the work and she doesn't seem to do anything. Oh I know I agreed to do it all, that's not what I'm complaining about. She just spends her day lounging, watching TV or something. Sometimes she goes shopping or visits friends. She's even had friends around here! they seem to believe its her house and I'm the hired help. Lynn doesn't correct them, she just acts like the lady of the house. She even serves them our wine and food. And then at the end of the day she'll tour the house inspecting my work. I really do wonder if we need her. I know I sound like I'm moaning but I really think she's taking advantage of your good nature," I took a breath, I had said my bit. Lucy sat up, she leaned toward me and told me.

"I can see your point John. But the thing is, Lynn and I have already spoken about this very problem. The poor girl confided in me: she only acts like that because she feels uncomfortable with supervising you. And I can understand what she means. Because she has no real authority she finds it hard to instruct you, but acting like she does actually shows authority if you think about it. People in authority should take advantage of their position. Therefore I think we only need to tweak the situation a bit. Now ....as I've already said, I'm unwilling to let Lynn go so I think that from now on you should regard Lynn as your boss," Lucy held up her hand, palm facing me to ward off my protest and continued "its only for convenience John, but by giving Lynn this control I think things will run all the more smoothly. So in a nutshell, whenever Lynn and you are together, Lynn will be in command, and you should show her the respect due to her. If she wants you to do something, you should do it. If she wants to go out or entertain friends then that's her prerogative. None of this should really affect the way things are now, but at least it will clarify everybody's position. Oh and I think you should start by addressing her correctly. um......Miss Richards or maybe just Miss I think would be appropriate. Also I suggest you don't initiate conversation. Remember she is your superior, and should be treated as such. I'm sure if we all work together on this, things will run a lot smoother, don't you agree? there that's sorted. Now what was the second thing you wanted to talk about?"

I knelt on the floor stunned, completely speechless, what the blazers had just happened. I'm not completely sure I understood half of what Lucy had just said but I knew one thing: somehow I had just been relegated to the role of a servant in my own house, under the control of our former cleaner no less. And even worse, I couldn't find a single argument against it. I held Lucy's feet and stared into space with my mouth agape.

"Well? "Lucy said nudging me with her foot. I looked up at her.

"What...oh..um yes....I'm sorry....um its well.... Its this," I stuttered. I pointed with the fingers of both hands indicating my crotch, I couldn't think of what to say.

"Your manhood you mean?" Lucy asked with an amused look.

I nodded dumbly, I was still trying to comprehend all that had just been said.

"Well what about it?" she pressed.

I finally managed to find my voice "its this cage Lucy. I've had it on for weeks now. Please can you take it off. I swear I've learned my lesson, I won't do anything like that ever again. Please Lucy," I felt pathetic, like a whining child, but I was desperate.