This is How It Works...

Disclaimer: This is for people over the age of 18. This is a work of fiction. If you are not into female led relationships, or male chastity, please do not read this story. You will not like it.

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Jane came home, late from work again. As she walked through the house she noticed how much needed to be done. The living room needed dusting and vacuuming. There were dirty dishes from breakfast, and dinner, piled in the sink. As she passed the laundry room on the way to her husband's "man cave" she saw the pile of laundry waiting to be washed.

By the time Jane made it to her husband Rick's converted guest bedroom, she was furious. As usual, Rick was at his computer on some football team's fan page. His back was to the door but it didn't matter. Even had he seen Jane, he would little more than acknowledge her, then back to his screen.

Jane looked around this room as well, dirty socks, dirty plates. "What a mess!" She thought. Jane then looked at her husband again. They had been married for 6 years. Rick was now 28, 30 pounds heavier and as about as attentive as a rock. He was still attractive but not so much when he dressed like a slob to watch football all day, which he usually did when not at work.

"Is this it?" Jane thought. Was this going to be the rest of her life? She worked more hours than Rick but he never lifted a finger to help out.

Men do the outside work, Rick would always say as a defense, even though six to seven months of the year there wasn't much outside work to be done.

Jane was too frustrated to argue. Tomorrow is Saturday. She would clean up then. Slowly Jane backed out of the doorway. Quietly, she closed the front door. Jane headed down to the local bar for a much needed drink. She knew Rick wouldn't even notice her absence.

"Thanks for the call." Jane's friend Emma said as she pulled a chair up at the crowded bar.

"Thanks for coming on such short notice. I'm just sick of coming home to Rick's messes," Jane complained.

For the next hour Jane vented to Emma about Rick. Emma had heard it before but she knew her life long friend needed a sympathetic ear. "You really need to leave that SOB," Emma said, only half joking. "Look at you, Jane. Still in your twenties, gorgeous, great figure, an awesome rack, tight ass too. You got that long blond hair, blue eyed look, a lot me want."

"Don't be silly," Jane replied back with just enough energy to get the words into the air. "I love Rick. He's not a bad guy, when I can get him away from his computer and TV. He's a lot of fun and even romantic sometimes," Jane said like she was trying to convince herself more than Emma. "I know he loves me too, he just acts like things are settled. Like the honeymoon is over. I'm not ready for that yet."

As the two women drank more, they became louder. A lady seated near them couldn't help but hear their conversation. She finished her drink and put her coat on to leave. As she pushed her chair back she leaned over to Jane and said, "there is an easy fix for your problem."

Jane, to drunk to be put-off by a stranger eavesdropping on her conversation, said, "you don't know Rick," as she gave her glass a sad, slow spin.

"Oh but I think I do," the stranger said. "I have fixed a lot of Ricks and I can tell you how to fix yours. It's very simple, really," the stranger said with a slight evil grin. She then leaned over and wrote an address on a napkin. "Meet me here tomorrow at 9 am. I will explain the way it works."

Jane watched as the stranger confidently crossed the bar room floor, disappearing into the crowd. "If only there was a fix," Jane mumbled to Emma as she sank back into her bar stool.

The next morning Jane had a slight hang-over, not too bad considering how much she drank. Rick was still asleep, so she quietly slipped out of the bedroom. As soon as she saw the mess that awaited her Jane felt a little sicker to her stomach. She slumped down into the couch. She didn't think she could do it. As she sat there she remembered the stranger from the night before. Could she really know how to get Rick to be more present, more helpful, more attentive? Probably not, but at least going to meet her would delay the housework. Soon Jane was out the door.

Two hours later Jane was back with a little hope but also a lot of doubts. She set her bags down and went to find Rick. Of course she didn't need to look to hard, she knew he was in his man cave. And, there he was.

"Where ya been?" Rick said, hardly bothering to turn around.

"Just shopping."

As far as Rick was concerned the conversation was over.

"Listen Rick, we need to talk," Jane said softly.

"Here we go again," Rick mumbled under his breath. He swiveled his chair around to face Jane who was standing in the doorway.

"Rick, I need help around the house but you've made it clear you aren't going to help. A friend of mine suggested we make it into a game. That you may be more willing to help that way," Jane explained.

"I doubt it," Rick said with a frown.

"Just listen," Jane said, "It's simple, there is some dice in the kitchen. We assign a task to a number and see what we get."

Rick shook his head, "It's just another way to get me to do your job, no thanks."

Jane burned inside. "Not just chores, fun stuff too, sexual stuff."

This caught Rick's attention. He wasn't very attentive but he did like to cum. He didn't put much effort into making sure Jane came though. Rick was a bit of a selfish lover. "Ok, you have my attention," he said with a smile.

They sat at the kitchen table with the set of dice and a piece of paper labeled 2 through 12 on one the side of the paper.

2. Clean kitchen

3. Blow Job

4. Vacuum House

5. Hand Job

6. Do laundry

7. Sex

8. Mope Floors

9. Cum on tits

10. Clean Living Room

11.

12.

They had negotiated the list down to the last two.

"Ok Rick, what is the one thing you want more than anything else?" Jane asked.

Rick replied quickly, "anal sex."

Jane had counted on this. Rick was always wanting to stick it up her ass. She knew this was a big fantasy for him. "I don't know, Rick. I still think it will hurt too much. You aren't that big but it's still big enough to hurt."

Rick's male ego was hurt a bit. "Come on, it's just a muscle, it stretches. Most women like it, I bet you will too. I'll be real gentle. I'll just stick the tip in until you say I can go deeper."

"Hmmm... " Jane pretended to think about it. "If I give you that, you are going to have to give me something big."

Rick laughed, "that's what I'm talking about, giving you something big... right up your ass." Jane couldn't help but laugh too.

Jane thought for a long time. "I know!" She yelled out. "I saw this article in Vanity Fair. It was talking about male chastity devices. How much fun it is for the wife to have a little taste of power."

Rick's face scrunched-up. "What? What the hell are you talking about?"

"I don't really know," Jane replied. "It's this thing that goes on your dick. It's suppose to be very fun and get you super horny."

Rick shook his head, "that sounds too weird."

"Alright," Jane mumbled as she took her pencil and crossed Anal Sex off of the list.

"Hold on," Rick said. He said "Fun" under his breath. "Ok, Anal sex for the chastity thing."

Jane wrote them down.

11. Anal Sex

12. Chastity Cage

Jane's plan had worked pretty well. She knew Rick's desire for anal sex and his lack of knowledge about chastity cages might just get the job done. For a moment Jane thought about how much fun they had had making the list. Having Rick's attention, doing something together was nice, even if it was just a few minutes.

The first roll was a 3. Rick was hoping for an eleven but a blow job would be great on a Saturday morning. Jane went down on her knees. She was pretty good at giving head. She knew just how Rick liked it. Lips on the top with her hand pumping the bottom. Rick couldn't have been happier. When Jane was through she went to wash up.

"Hold on," Rick said. Jane turned back wiping the cum away from her mouth. "Let's roll again," Rick said victoriously.

"Why, you aren't ready to go again." Jane said mockingly.

"No, but I will be later, especially if it's your ass!" He said with a grin.

Rick then reach across the table, picked up the dice and rolled. A one and a three. "Four. Damn." Rick said in disgust.

"Alright," Jane said with delight. "You vacuum the house. I'm going to get cleaned up and do a little more shopping."

When Jane returned home a few hours later she was not surprised. Rick was in his man cave, he hadn't touched the vacuum. "Rick, what the hell?!" she yelled as she entered Rick's man cave.

"Aw, the game was on and I hate vacuuming the most. Please can we roll them again?"

"Do you PROMISE to do whatever it says?" Jane said giving Rick a death stare.

"May I never watch football again if I don't." Rick said with a charming smile.

Rick followed Jane into the kitchen. She reached into the drawer to retrieve the dice. "Anal, anal, anal," Rick chanted. Jane smirked and tossed the dice onto the kitchen table. The plastic dice bounced around longer than either of them wanted. Two Sixes was the final result. Rick stared, not sure what meant. Jane's lips couldn't hide a little grin.

In the bedroom Jane had Rick take his pants off. "Hurry up, you were a lot faster this morning when you knew you were putting your dick into my mouth." Jane said as he was taking off his pants, Jane reached in to a brown paper bag, pulling out a strange metal device. Rick was confused as he studied the device. It looked like stainless steel, it had a ring with a small metal tube hooked to it, and the tube had a cap.

"Hell no! I'm not wearing that!" Rick said as he pulled up his pants.

"Fine," Jane shot back, "I guess no more football for you."

"Damn, where did you get that?" Rick said as he started to lower his pants again.

"A shop in town, I told you I read an article about them. I thought it would fun."

"For you maybe," Rick jabbed back.

"Hey, I was willing to give up my ass. This shouldn't be that bad."

"You would have enjoyed it up the ass," Rick mumbled as he dropped his underwear to the floor.

The truth was Jane was in no danger of taking it in the ass. Both pair of dice they used were trick dice. One of them would always land on one. For the last roll she switched them to a pair that only landed on sixes. She felt guilty about tricking Rick but he did get a blow job and failed to vacuum like he had agreed.

"That tube is way to small," Rick said after Jane had placed the ring firmly behind his balls. "My dick won't fit in that tiny tube, no way." But, in just a matter of minutes Rick's dick was stuffed inside the tube. The tube was then connected to the ring around his balls. There was no way to get the ring from behind his balls with the tube on his dick, Rick noticed. Jane sat back and giggled. The shiny metal tube was only about an inch long. Jane had her doubts when she bought it but the lady told her not to worry, it would fit. Jane had never thought much about the size of her husband's dick but it looked very tiny now. It almost looked like a shiny button where Rick's dick used to be.

Rick looked down in horror. How could he fit into something so small? Was it just because he had cum a short time ago? He looked up to see his wife on her knees staring, and worse, grinning at his small caged nub. Rick was so embarrassed his face turned red. He watched as his wife leaned forward and started fiddling with the device. He prayed the joke was over and she was taking it off. Instead he heard a "click", then Jane leaned back.

Rick looked down to see a small lock on top of the metal tube. "Hell, no! You didn't say anything about a lock. Get it off, now!" He demanded.

"I didn't say there wasn't one either," Jane replied back coolly.

"Give me the key, now!" Rick barked at Jane.

"Come on Rick, what would be the point of the cage if you had the key? Think about it. Besides, I don't have the key on me. I hide it, very well. Go ahead, pull up your pants." Jane said as she left the room.

Rick stared at his predicament. He looked ridiculous, still it wasn't that bad. It wasn't like he walked around with a hard on all day. Besides, no vacuuming and he could still watch football. He pulled up his pants and retreated to his man cave.

Jane was overjoyed. She had never felt so much power in their relationship as she had closing that lock. And the look on Rick's face, priceless. The first part of the plan went pretty well, except for the blow job. That set things back a bit, but not by much. Now for part two. Jane still had her doubts but she had come too far to stop now.

It was halftime for Rick's game so he headed to the kitchen for some more beer. He had mostly forgotten about his cage. The sad truth was it had a little extra room for his soft dick now. As soon as he entered the kitchen he saw Jane putting away the dishes. As he grabbed a beer he noticed her on her tip-toes trying to put a glass on the top shelf. Nothing new except Jane had on a very short skirt and her beautiful bare ass was hanging all the way out when she reached up.

"Whoa, let me help you with that sexy lady," Rick said as he grabbed the glass from her hand and easily placed it on the shelf. He quickly reached under her skirt to get a good feel of her ass. He felt his dick start to stiffen only to be stopped immediately by his cock cage. It didn't hurt but was mighty uncomfortable. No way was he going to get hard.

"What the heck are you wearing or should I say not wearing?" Rick said as his roaming fingers found no panties.

"Well, I have a lot of work to do today. This is very comfortable and since I don't have to worry about your dick being interested, I thought I would go commando today.

"Oh, my dick is interested. Take this cage off and I will show you how much."

"No, no, no, we just put it on. Are you telling me you are getting excited?" Jane asked.

Rick stuttered with embarrassment, "n.n. no I. I can't really get hard with this on."

"Well, if you play nice maybe I will let you get hard later," Jane grinned back at Rick. Then Jane started handing Rick glasses to put away on the top shelf.

As the football game went on Rick found it hard not to think about his wife's tight ass hanging out of her skirt. Jane had never dressed like that before. Every time he thought about it his dick tried to swell, only to be choked out by the cock cage. Every time it did, Rick couldn't help thinking about his wife's comment "letting him get hard". The thought made him cringe.

Eventually Rick needed to unload some beer in the bathroom. As he passed through the living room he saw Jane on her knees with her head down dusting the bottom of a cabinet shelf. Her bare ass was high in the air as she reached into the cabinet. Her skirt was around her waist. Her ass was on full display. Rick could even see her pussy lips poking out from under her rotated hips. Her brown, puckered asshole staring right at him. Rick watched, mesmerized, as Jane's ass wiggled back and forth as she dusted. Again, Rick's dick strained to get even a little bit hard but it was no use. He walked over to Jane and started rubbing her ass. Jane backed out and flipped over. Jane stared at Rick who was staring at her exposed pussy.

"I'm getting really horny knowing how much you are noticing me today, care to help a girl out?" Jane said as the motioned towards her pussy. Rick laid down on the floor and buried his face into Jane's exposed pussy. It wasn't long before Jane came.

"Wow, that was nice, Rick. Thank you." Jane then turned back around and continued dusting.

"Hold on, what about me?" Rick demanded. They had never before had a sexual experience where Rick didn't get to cum.

"You? You got yours this morning. Now we are even."

"No, I earned that one with the dice." Rick answered back thinking he had her.

"True, but you also earned that cage with the dice, so fair is fair. It stays on," she happily told him.

Rick was upset, "well how long do I have to wear this anyway?"

"I don't know, Hun. That sounds like a question that should have been asked BEFORE you got your dick locked-up." She laughed.

"Well, I think this has gone far enough, I want it off, now!," he demanded in frustration.

Jane stood up to looked Rick in the eye. "Listen, all you had to do was vacuum but you didn't. It's not my fault you rolled the dice again. It's not my fault you can't touch your dick, that you can't get hard, that I get to say when you can get hard. You did that. And, if you keep making demands you will be in your tiny cage for a long time." Jane said firmly.

There was a long pause. "Why did you come in here anyway?" She asked, changing the subject.

"I have to pee," he remembered as he headed toward the bathroom.

"I think now you will appreciate why us girls like the seat left down." Jane yelled from the other room with a giggle.

Rick was standing in front of the toilet with his fly open. He looked at the end of his cage. It looked like the cap of a salt shaker with one little opening in the middle. No way was he going to make it in the toilet. He realized what Jane had already figured out. Embarrassed he pulled his pants down turned, sat on the toilet and peed like a girl.

Humiliated but horny as hell, Rick retreated to his cave. In the past he might quietly jerked-off when he was this horny but he couldn't even touch his dick. Rick had never been so frustrated. He couldn't even concentrate on his football game.

As Rick's dick ached from thinking about his wife, he heard the sound of the vacuum enter his cave. He turned around to see Jane dressed in only a sexy, black and white, frilly apron, pushing the upright vacuum. The apron came up to just above her breast. Her tits were almost hanging out on both sides. The apron had a string tie in the back and Jane's ass was hanging out, bare, except for the ends of the string hanging down from the bow. "Holy shit," Rick mumbled.

"What the hell are you doing?" Rick asked in frustration.

"Well, you were supposed to vacuum, you didn't, so now I have to." Jane replied, matter-of-factly.

"No, I mean what you are wearing?"

"Oh, it's just liberating knowing I can dress anyway I want without being hassled about sex." She then turned the vacuum back on and went to work.

Despite the discomfort in his cage, Rick didn't miss a chance to rub Jane's butt or slip a hand between her legs when she got close. When Jane was halfway done Rick had had all he could take. He reached over and turned off the vacuum. "Ok, ok, I'll do the vacuuming. I'll do it." He pleaded.

"I don't know, I've done most of it already, doesn't seem fair." Jane thought for a moment then said, "how about this, you finish the chores on the list.."

"YES!" Rick said cutting her off.

"Hold on tiger, let me finish. You finish the rest of the chores wearing what I'm wearing now."

Jim bowed his head, a small, "yes" was barely audible.

Jane came back in the room fully dressed, a pair of pants and a nice blouse. She handed Rick the sexy apron to put on. As Rick started to disrobe, Jane retreated to the living room to watch TV. As she was finding a show to watch she heard the vacuum come to life. Jane smiled.

Jane's thoughts drifted. A few short hours ago Rick was an unhelpful, inattentive husband. As she watched Rick enter the room she was in awe in just how things had changed. Rick was doing the cleaning, she was watching TV. Rick was the one with his ass hanging out, wearing a sexy, ridiculous, frilly apron. She was fully dressed. She reached out, pinching Rick's bare ass as he walked by. Rick flinched but kept working. "Yes, she was wearing the pants today."