Cuckoldry, Spirituality, Family Ch. 08

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The second and last chronicle of a honeymoon.
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Part 8 of the 11 part series

Updated 06/07/2023
Created 03/23/2013
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New readers - and previous readers who might have read the last chapter quite some time ago - know that it is advisable to start at the beginning of the series in order to know about/remember the characters and the sequence of events.

*****

"Sir, I have to talk to you," said Amanda in a rather authoritative voice.

"Yes Amanda, what can I do for you?" I replied, figuring that she needed my advice on something having to do with housekeeping. I was in for a surprise...

I noticed that she was in no way shy with me and that she had gained self-confidence and power in her relationship with me, who, up to then, had been her boss in the house. The only explanation I could get for that change in stance was her complicity with Abida, who had confided to me that she was in touch with our maid through email.

"Sir, as Madam has told you, Madam and I have been exchanging emails these last days about you," she said assertively. "Madam has told me about your chastity cage. She is concerned about your behavior, specifically about your breach of your commitment not to use the second key to unlock your cage during her absence. As you well know, you have done so at least once, that I know of."

My immediate reaction was a stinging rebuke. "My dear Amanda, I believe that you're forgetting who is in charge here, who is your boss and employer." I answered firmly. "I won't stand such an attitude, and I will not hesitate to ask your resignation as our maid if it ever happens again."

"Well, Sir," she retorted, "I can understand your reaction. I can realize how sudden and unexpected this is for you. When she asked me to talk to you, Madam had warned me about your likely reaction. However, I would advise you to think about the situation and try to consider all aspects. We might talk about it again tomorrow or in the next few days if you don't mind."

I knew that Amanda was an intelligent woman but I had not expected her to come up with such a wise answer. I was unable to dismiss it. We agreed to discuss the matter like two reasonable adults before the end of the week.

Despite my busy workload as CEO, I found time at home in the evening to make a detailed review of the situation as it had built up until now, especially my own situation. It was obvious that I had let myself descend into a more and more deviant way of life since the time I had proposed my ex-wife to take a lover who could give her the complete sexual satisfaction that I felt she was entitled to.

Not only did Beth - I should say Abida - find the perfect real man who gave her sexual fulfillment and complete happiness as a human being but she was experiencing a state of religious and spiritual nourishment that was becoming more and more intense as the days went by.

Abida's behavior was also rather paradoxical: on one hand, she had found the Master who could nurture her inner submissive nature and make it bloom; on the other hand, He made her become the catalyst of my own inclination to submission. This was obviously also another reason why Abida and I had to find a way to attain sexual happiness each in our own way. Hence, naturally, the whole relationship had developed to become what I could qualify as an unconventional Master-Mistress-sub triad. They were the interracial Alpha couple and I was their white subordinate.

So much that now, our maid Amanda was becoming my superior. At this point, I definitely had to make a serious and comprehensive evaluation. Did I want to pursue that strange journey without knowing where it would lead me? What changes in my life would that involve if I answered yes to that question? I was at a point where I had to lucidly distinguish between fantasies and plain reality. So I decided to take a few days to think the situation over and write down the pros and cons.

Sometimes, my kinky thoughts about my submission to Faisal and His new wife were frightening me. But they were also providing me with great thrills and excitement. As a matter of fact, I had to decide whether I wanted to make those thoughts reality by a radical change of lifestyle. The lifestyle of a complete servant to a dominating couple. It was not any more a matter of ensuring happiness for my former Beth as she was obviously in a state of bliss. I was confronted to my only self.

Three days after my short but decisive conversation with our maid, I rather humbly went to her in the kitchen. She was sitting alone at the small side table having her tea. She always had a natural demure, condescending attitude despite her lower standing as a maid. Now she was plainly showing a superior attitude towards me.

"Amanda, we agreed that we would talk again." I began with. "First, I want to apologize for my rude reaction the other day. It was not appropriate. I am here to hear what Madam wanted you to tell me."

Amanda had not been looking at me yet. Hearing what I said, she turned with a motherly smile on her face. Her first words were surprising: "wayne, I am happy that you are in a better frame of mind. I was almost sure that you would be reasonable."

"Yes Amanda, I took time to reflect on the situation," I replied.

"Very well. I was telling you that Madam was concerned about your forbidden use of the chastity cage spare key. Madam wants me to be the keeper of that key until she returns from her honeymoon two weeks from now and takes back complete control on it. Please go fetch the key right now!" she said in a voice that would not admit any repel.

"Yes Amanda," I replied, before turning back and going to get the key.

When I returned with the key, Amanda was still sitting at the table. She gently extended her hand to take it and said: "Thank you wayne, you're a good boy. I am happy that you made the right decision. And Madam will be happy also for sure. You can go about your business now. If Madam has other demands, I will let you know."

"Yes Amanda, thank you." I humbly replied.

I returned to my room overwhelmed by my own acceptance of that new step in my descent into submission. I was now submitting not only to Master Faisal and His new wife but to my former inferior, our maid Amanda, a Black woman. I was immersed in a flood of lust. I now knew that it was what my inner self really wanted, to submit totally. At that moment, I knew that it was the definite turning point in my life.

The only cruel aspect of it was that I was now unable to unlock my chastity cage and seek the relief that I craved for in this almost unbearable tsunami of horniness. An idea crossed my mind that I wanted to act upon right away. But first, to give it life, I had to know Amanda's email address. Right away, I went to look for her. I found her in the backyard, swimming in the pool. I was flabbergasted, as never before our maid would have dared to do such a thing.

"Amanda, I am sorry to disturb you," I said humbly. "I would like to send an email to Faisal and Abida, and I would like to put you in c.c. Would you please be kind enough to give me your email address?"

Playing in the water, she looked at me with amused eyes and said: "Oh, nice! It's a very good idea to share with me what you'll tell Madam and her Husband. I am sure that they will be pleased to know what a good boy you are. Are you going to email them now?"

"Yes Amanda, as soon as you give me your address."

She did, and told me to go type my email right away, telling me that she couldn't wait to read it. She also told me that she would tell me about a special project later.

My email read like this:

Dear Master and Madam,

I truly hope that your honeymoon continues to be filled with happiness.

I dare on my own to write you to express my submission and to ask your forgiveness for my disobedience concerning my chastity. I confess that it was completely unacceptable behavior and I truly regret my fault. As a proof, I handed the spare key to my chastity cage to Amanda as per your instructions, dear Madam. Incidentally, Madam, I want you to know that I now truly accept Amanda's intervention and recognize the authority that you have placed in her.

I also want to tell you, Master Faisal, that I prepared a special gift - apart from the gift of paying all your expenses for that very special trip of yours - that I will gladly offer You when You come back home with Your lovely wife, hoping that You will like it. I intend it to be a testimony of my respect, subservience and surrender.

I don't want to take any more of your precious time as newlyweds on their honeymoon. In conclusion, I just wanted to express my deep gratitude to you, Madam, for so kindly letting me know about your spiritual and sexual going-ons. Your accounts are simply delightful to read. I feel privileged to receive such confidences.

Looking forward to receiving more news from you soon, I wish you both a very enlightening rest of honeymoon.

P.S. You might notice that I put Amanda on c.c. to this email.

Your humble and devoted servant who misses you so much

This act of overt lowly submission excited me to the point where I ejaculated in my chastity cage without even touching myself.

The following days were hectic at the office. I had meetings until late in the evenings with the executive council, as the end of our fiscal year and the date of the annual general meeting of the shareholders were approaching. I didn't have time to think too much about the new turn my deviance was taking nor about Faisal and Abida.

Late one evening at home, almost one week following my last email, I received one from Abida. I noticed right away that, for the first time in our exchange of emails, Amanda was copied on that email.

Dear servant,

My Adored One and I were very pleased to read your last email and to learn that you accepted Amanda's new role in the house. You might not have noticed that she is my confident and accomplice since the first time that I took a lover following your suggestion a few years ago. Therefore, given your now humble respect for her, I find it normal to copy her this email.

I agree completely with you that you should feel privileged to read my accounts of our sexual and spiritual activities on our honeymoon. Actually, it would have certainly been my prerogative to keep this between ourselves, as Husband and wife. However, I feel that reading my confidences likely are now the only sexual pleasure left for you and that I kind of owe you that, given that you were the one who enabled me to enter into this wonderful new life. Of course, Master Faisal agrees with me and gave me His permission.

It would also certainly be our prerogative to lead our own marital life by ourselves without keeping you with us. However, given your obvious desire to please us and submit to our Master and I and your proactive attitude in that sense, we are inclined to have you remain our servant, at least for the time being.

As a matter of fact, you will be our exclusive personal servant and your duties will be restricted to our complete service in all ways that we want. For example, you will be making sure that our clothes are always impeccable, that our bed is perfectly done, and that any other of our demands are met. And Amanda will be in charge of managing the household, she will be the house butler in other words. Thus you will be her inferior. By the way, I would like you to call her Ms. Amanda from now on.

To continue in the same vein, I wanted to tell you that we hired one of Amanda's nieces, Zoe. I think that you will remember her as she came to our place a few times to visit her aunt in the past. Zoe will be Amanda's assistant. She readily accepted the job as she loves her aunt and it will be well-paid work for a girl of her age. She will turn 18 in a few weeks. With the eventual coming of Faridah to LA and - I pray Allah for that every day - the coming of a newborn, the household will grow up and Zoe's help will be welcome. She is a rather obedient girl; we would not have hired her otherwise. So, expect to see Zoe in the next few days. In due time, you will switch rooms with Amanda, whose quarters are smaller. She will take your bedroom with Zoe; she will manage to get two twin beds in there.

We are now in Dubai, back from our short stay in Saudi Arabia for our pilgrimage to Mecca. This is something that I will never forget. I will tell you more in a lengthy account that will be attached to the only remaining email that I will send you before we come back to LA. As I told you before, it takes me quite some time to just type those accounts, time that my Husband is deprived of when I do that. But He is so loving and generous that He lets me do those special gifts to you. In His mind, it is a gesture of gratitude for having surrendered your rights as a husband to let me belong legally to my Adored One.

Our stay in Dubai will be shorter than expected at first, as we want to be with Faridah a few days in Istanbul before flying back home. Faisal and I already miss her a lot. And, as you will remember from my previous email, I will be going to the tattoo parlor. I cannot wait!

In the meantime, be a good boy. We will discuss further your chastity issue and some other important matters once we are back.

With my sisterly love,

Madam

I surprised myself not to react with anger nor dismay at Abida's email. Rather, I replied to thank her. I knew then that I had completely surrendered. I knew that I was embarking on a new life.

*****

A couple of days later, after a long day of work at the office, I got out of the car at home and went right to my room, quite tired. While undressing before taking a shower, I looked through the window overlooking our backyard and the pool. I had the surprise of seeing a black girl playing in the water, moving slowly with the help of her arms while talking with Amanda who was standing beside the pool. I realized that that girl was Zoe.

After a few minutes, I saw her coming out of the water. I remembered having seen Zoe at home a few times when she visited her aunt but that was many months ago. She had grown up, and was now taller than her aunt, about 5 feet 7 inches was my estimate. She had a pleasant figure although she was very slim with long, slender legs and rather flat breasts. She was wearing a sky blue one-piece swimsuit, and the contrast between that color and her dark black skin was stunning. She had kept her short jet black bob hair with bangs dry, making sure they stayed out of the water. A very pretty girl indeed. My limp dickette grew and stiffened into its steel chastity cage and began throbbing, kind of fighting to escape its prison.

My excitement grew up to the point where I had a sudden kinky thought. I could not resist the urge to go out to the backyard and expose myself to Amanda and her niece as a humble faggot. I came out naked and walked toward them. They sure could see my locked-up diminutive, although hard, penis dangling between my thighs. I could not believe my boastfulness. My heart was beating wildly. Deep within me, I realized how much pleasure and excitement that behavior of mine was giving me.

"Hello, Ms. Amanda. Hello Zoe. I am very happy that you now assist your aunt here. You are most welcome."

"Thank you," Zoe replied, while looking at my short, locked appendice without any apparent sign of excess surprise. "It's very nice of you. I will be pleased to work in this beautiful estate with aunt Amy and you."

The two women were also exchanging smiles, amused to see me so utterly exposing myself to them. Amanda had remained mute but soon, she briefed her niece on my new status, having realized by my behavior that I was now ready to make a new step into submission. She certainly had told Zoe about the special situation prevailing in the household but she purposely gave details as a way to test her, and me above all.

"wayne is going to be the personal servant to Master and Madam," she began. "He was master of the house before but his situation changed over the last few months. His wife, Madam, divorced him after falling in love with Master Faisal and got married to Him. He not only conquered her heart but He also converted her to the Islam faith, our faith, the only true faith. Madam is now an extremely devout Muslim as you will see when they come back from their honeymoon. Is that true, wayne?"

"Yes, Ms. Amanda," I replied. "You are absolutely right. And I may add that Madam, from the emails that she sent me from Istanbul, is immensely happy. She is fulfilled in every way. And that's what I always wanted for her."

"I am impressed by your exemplary abnegation, wayne," Amanda added. "I am also positively impressed by what you have done tonight, coming to us as you are. Your behavior tells a lot. I am very pleased, and I am sure that Zoe is pleased as well, aren't you darling?"

"Oh yes, aunt Amy, I am," Zoe replied with a coy smile while keeping a reserved attitude. "What he has done for the happiness of his wife, I mean his ex-wife, is to be commended," she added in a soft voice.

She walked lasciviously to the nearest chaise longue, grabbed her towel and began to dry herself up. She acted somewhat as a shy girl but, on the other hand, she knew that she had an effect on me. She sat sideways to wipe her long, slender legs.

Then Amanda, undoubtedly wanting to test me and see how far I was able to go in subservience, said: "wayne, please... help Zoe dry her feet and put on her flip-flops..."

They must have noticed my short penis throb within its steel cage as they both smiled. Without a word, I walked toward Zoe, who was still sitting, and got on my knees in front of her. She handed me her towel in a somewhat condescending manner. I slowly and gently wiped her feet one after the other and proceeded to put on her flip-flops. She then lifted her left foot slowly, in an unmistakable way... Looking at her bright blue eyes to get her wordless consent, I gave a gentle, respectful kiss on her dainty black foot. She repeated the move with her right foot, which I gently kissed also. I was in a state of extreme excitement, so much that I ejaculated in my chastity cage without touching myself.

Amanda noticed it when I stood up and reprimanded me, even though she knew perfectly well that she had provoked the situation. "I will have to tell Madam about that. She wants me to keep her informed about your chastity. Nonetheless, I like that you came forward showing your inferiority to us tonight. You have the right attitude. I will tell Madam. I am sure that she will be happy. Now please go take a shower and retire to your room."

With that, Zoe got up, smiled at me and went indoors, walking as lasciviously as before, her flip-flops making their usual slapping sound.

"Ms. Amanda... if I may..."

"Yes, wayne," she said.

"Ms. Amanda," I replied, blushing. "You told me about a special project the other day. Could you please tell me what it is about?"

"Yes, sure," she added. "Master Faisal and Madam gave me the task of organizing the refurbishing of their bedroom. They want to have it repainted all in white, and have new drapes installed on the bay window, a thick lush white carpet everywhere as well as a very large white draped canopy bed. They want everything white in their bedroom. I already contracted the work and gave a deposit on behalf of Master and Madam. The work will begin the day after tomorrow and will be finished when the newlyweds come back home. I am sure they will really enjoy their love nest."

"Oh... those are big news, Ms. Amanda. I think it's only normal that Master Faisal and Madam want to start their new life in a new setting," I reflected. "Thank you for telling me. Will you need my help in any way?"

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