New Book for Bondage Lovers

I had an amazing experience interviewing Gillian Simpkins about her experience as a fetish photographer's assistant and mistress. Miss Simpkins is a very pretty girl and she has a lovely young maid, Imogene. Who likes bondage and girls in that order.

I have the feeling Mady will want Miss Simpkins and, especially, Imogene to become regular visitors.

I have no doubt elliot would be please with that arrangement as well. However, Miss Simpkins has her patron to attend to and photoshoots with lovely young models to arrange. Plus working in the used book store and keeping up her mistress glossiness.

But she seems to be doing very well.

You can see the book at Amazon. Here is a short excerpt:

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I arrived at the outer door, keyed in the code, went to the inner door, keyed in the code and shoved my worldly possessions into the studio. I looked around.

Over in the photo studio space there was a girl in a corset and stockings with her arms manacled above her head. Paul was happily taking pictures and the dark haired girl was posing as hard as she could in her restraints. What do you do?

I decided to do nothing. I pushed my boxes into the studio and walked over to where Paul was engrossed with what looked like a film camera.

“Mr. Livingston, how long have you had that poor girl chained up?” I said with what I hope was a laugh in my voice.

“About half an hour Miss. I’m Jules. I’ve worked with Paul before. This is the easy part,” said the trussed up girl. “But the money is great. Are you doing a shoot?”

“Not today,” I replied. “Paul needed a stylist. I’m it.”

Somehow it seemed perfectly normal to be chatting to a woman in a black corset, heels, and, on closer inspection, vintage stockings and shackled to a pillar in a space I was moving into. Which was because Paul was so absolutely normal. He was, matter of factly, snapping pictures.

“Miss Simpkins!” he said. “So glad you’re here. Could you just lower the left cup of Jules’ corset so I can shoot her nipple. It’s fine, I have the consent right here.”

“Totally fine Paul, and a lot more fun to have a pretty girl strip me.”

We spent the next hour making Jules increasingly naked and more than a little uncomfortable.
As I hoisted her arms behind her and pulled down her panties to reveal a luxurious 1950’s bush, Jules kept up a steady stream of conversation.

“Really Paul, you’d make much more money if you stuffed something up my pussy,” She said at one point.

“Not in it for the money Jules. In it for the style and the style says we barely see your pussy,” said Paul to my surprise. “This is all about a damsel in distress; but she mostly keeps her modesty.”
Which was somewhat true if you ignore her breasts, the nipples of which Paul had had me clip twenty minutes before. And nothing mild like the adjustable clips you see in sex shops – or I saw once – rather full on bulldog clips with her nipples pushed into the gap. This was not hardcore but it was serious. I’d attached her to a gym horse looking ready for a flogging. I was really hoping Paul would not ask me to lay on the strokes. He didn’t. A dozen close ups later and we were done.

“Miss Simpkins, set a kettle to boil and you’ll find tea in the cupboard. You did beautifully, Jules.”
I’d unstrapped Jules and brought her a robe.

“It was fun Paul,” said Jules unconsciously rubbing her clipped and swollen nipples under the robe. “It always is. And now you have an assistant.”

“I do.”

“Will she be…”

“Not today Jules. In future, perhaps,” said Paul.

“Well then, still my turn,” said Jules and she dropped to her knees in front of Paul, took his cock out of his nicely pleated wool trousers, and got to work sucking. She didn’t even take the clips off her nipples.

As I made tea, I could see her head bobbing up and down and, in a couple of minutes, just when the tea was done, so was Paul.

“Thank you, dear Jules,” he said. “Now, tea?”

“In a moment Paul, I’ll just go and rinse.”

And off she trotted to the bathroom entirely unconcerned that she’d just given her photographer a very public blow job.

I brought the tea to the coffee table where Paul had been so recently serviced.

“Really?” I said.

“Mostly,” said Paul. “I make it very worth their while.”

“Then whatever do you want me for?” I asked genuinely perplexed.

“I need to stop. I still want to shoot for my collection but I can’t afford the possibility that one of these girls is going to turn on me. Not Jules, but one of them will eventually and that will cost me a lot of money and a good deal of reputation,” he said.

A bit of Tinkering and a mid summer correction

I just love how men insist on improving things. Now you would think that a silicone cock cage  would offer little in the way of chances for improvement. Not elliot.

While he has been enjoying his summer freedom - I let him out around June 1st and lock him back down on Labour Day - he has been thinking about how to actually reduce the "play" in the two posts on either side of the lock. I suspect these are designed with men with substantially larger cocks than my elliot's in mind but for him the various pieces of his chastity would gap and then, painfully, pinch some very tender skin. I don't keep elliot in chastity for his discomfort, although elliot being a little uncomfortable does not worry me at all, so when he asked permission to modify his cage I agreed.

It was hardly a major change: he removed the plastic side pegs and replaced them with one inch stove bolts with washers and nuts. This allows him to tighten the silicone pieces and eliminate the gapping.

Good for him and nicely timed. He was getting a bit, if you will excuse the word, cocky, and there is only one sure fire cure for that. First I gave him a good whipping. The heel stick raised lovely welts. I had Mady observe his punishment and listen as I lectured him.

"It is not enough that you are polite to me. You need to be humble and you need to remember your place." I said punctuating my sentences with a stroke of the heel stick. "The fact is you have been a bit too cocksure. I let you out of your cock cage for your comfort. I don't expect backchat. I don't expect you to look at pretty young girls at the beach. You keep your eyes down. Do you understand."

"Yes, Miss," he said.

I went on in this vein for a few minutes with each period emphasized with a stroke. I think he got the message.

"Now, before you go to your corner, turn around," I said. "Your cock is going back in its cage until I see a real improvement in your attitude. Now stuff it in. Hurry up."

The modifications to the silicone cage meant that elliot had to fiddle a bit more but his cock was so tiny after his whipping that everything went quite quickly.

"Mady, why don't you lock down elliot's tiny little cock," I said. "You can hold on to the key. We'll see if he improves."

Mady slipped the lock on and shut it.

"I expect you to behave, elliot," I said when he was locked and I had slipped off my rather moist panties (I often find myself getting a bit excited when I correct elliot or Mady) and sent elliot to his corner.

"Mady," I said sitting down and lifting my skirt. "I seem to need some oral attention."

"Yes, Miss."

Mady got on her knees and began licking my pussy. Girls just know.

Should be a fun summer.

Mady's Magazine Project

That naughty girl has been very slack about posting our collection of retro smut magazines to our Patreon account. I gently explained to her that if she did not get at least three posted today she would be getting a good spanking and then some time in the closet. Just like elliot, she hates the closet.

So she has posted. So far five delightfully smutty magazines from the early 60's:

Pepper magazine link

Spree Magazine link

 Smooth Satin Magazine link

 Mood Magazine link

 Magnifique Magazing link

So I am letting her off being locked in the narrow closet...but I am still debating whether or not to give her a good spanking for neglecting this project for far too long.

It is actually quite a fascinating project simply because so many of the fetish tropes of the 60's have become mainstays of today's fashion. Mady puts up the whole magazine in a variety of formats PDF, ZIP, MOBI and ePub.

So take a look and consider becoming Mady's magazine Patreon.

Update: On reflection a good spanking was just what the naughty young lady needed. So when she had finished posting the magazines I got my hairbrush and had Mady lie across my lap. A quick warm up with my hand and then a steady, even, reddening of her pert little bottom. I don't believe in "light" spankings. After about two minutes Mady began to cry and I knew I was making my point.

When I was done I sent her off to elliot's corner, holding her skirt up, to think about what she owes her Patreons and what will happen to her if she does not post as she should.

How to Keep a Female Led Relationship Fresh

A question I am often asked is:

How do you keep a Female Led Relationship Fresh?

Like any marriage or relationship, over time an FLR can go from being new and edgy to a bit routine and humdrum. After all, once you have your husband trained, keep his cock in a cage, punish him as required and generally control the decision in your home, what is there left to do?

In fact, a version of this question comes up in vanilla marriages. After the first four or five months, everything from conversation to sex to chores to who takes out the trash has been pretty much resolved. (Yes, kids complicate this but they also provide a focus.)

For some couples, vanilla or FLR, that sense of a settled routine is actually rather welcome. It does make life a lot simpler. But at the cost of being less interesting, or, let's face it, actively boring. Whole books have been written about how to put the zing back into your marriage but, having scanned a few, they all seem to come down to surprises, date nights and finding shared interests. All of which are great and well worthwhile but in an FLR, a woman has a lot more scope because rather than negotiating change, she can simply make the changes she wants.

Once you have your husband trained one of the facts of his life is that he no longer has any real say in your sex life. Which takes more than a little adjusting for both the husband and the wife. At our house, for example, I don't particularly love penetrative sex even when I am on top and in total control. Which, up until Mady arrived, meant that elliot had learned to largely live without penetration and entirely without any penetrative ejaculation. Even before he was in his cock cage more or less full time, from Labour Day to the May 24th Long Weekend, he had been trained to - when told - lie on his back with his hands under his bum while I mounted him and took my pleasure from his hard little cockette. He also knew that if he ejaculated he would be seriously caned or I would take my shower brush to him. (For extra leverage I also have a longer handled shower brush which elliot is actually afraid of.) While this doesn't happen often, it is always a treat for elliot to have to stay hard but not come while I enjoy myself.

However, my real pleasure usually comes when I have elliot bobbing up and down licking my pussy. One of the things which has changed over the years is that I am much more comfortable just telling elliot to get to work when I am feeling a bit lascivious. Because he is almost always in his cage, there is no question at all of his pleasure. In fact, as he is busily using his well-trained tongue, he gets quite horney and usually painfully erect in his cage. But, here again, years of training and the frequent application of the cane if he dares to stop before I tell him to, have turned elliot into a brilliant pussy lapper. (Far too many men think it is acceptable to cease their attentions when they get tired or bored; in an FLR this never happens.)

The sheer novelty of a fully committed FLR can extend for months or even years at a time. However, it never hurts to use a little imagination. For example, if your husband has a little fetish, as I wrote below, it never hurts to tease him a little. Or reward him with your indulgence. Some men like to cross dress, others are deeply humiliated if they are required to sleep in a pretty nightie or wear a girdle under their suits. Either way, a dominant wife can use feminine clothing to remind her obedient husband of his position.

What about social life? Part of the fun of being married is making friends as a couple. A couple in an FLR will, undoubtedly, have vanilla friends who, if they notice anything at all, will note how well mannered and deferential your husband is. Which is fun in itself, especially if you know he's wearing a really frilly pair of panties under his khakis. Can you take this further?

Of course, you can. But a good deal of caution needs to be exercised by the head of your household. "Coming out" to vanilla friends, especially non-FLR couples, can be an exercise in non-comprehension and, frankly, very awkward. I've found that while many wives "get it" immediately, un-trained husbands get very uncomfortable with the idea that your husband is, formally, not the head of your household. (No doubt, younger, more "woke" men may be more open. But it is still a risk.)

To a very large degree, in my experience, if you would like to put your obedient husband through his paces, you are better off with an exclusively female audience. In fact, simply having a close girlfriend in for drinks and having your husband "serve" is an excellent introduction. Nothing needs to be explicit the first time. Your husband essentially acts as a servant bring drinks and canapes and then retreating to the kitchen until you ring your little bell.

Again, in my experience, the sheer novelty of a husband in service will usually elicit a question like, "How do you get your husband to serve drinks?" or, when you ring your bell, "He really comes when you ring?! How do you manage that?" Now the ball is in your court and you have the option of telling a little or a lot. My own strategy has always been to matter of factly say, "Well, we have what is known as a female-led marriage. elliot prefers to do as he is told at home."

Recently, this has often brought the response, "Like 50 Shades of Grey but in reverse." A dreadful book but it has mainstreamed the idea of power exchange. From there the conversation usually flows quite easily. As elliot is in earshot he hears me describe our arrangement and, when I ring for him next, my guest usually looks at him in an entirely new light. Which is great fun.

Before Mady arrived I had a couple of close girlfriends who enjoyed more than a description of elliot's submission. Once they were "in the club" I was delighted to have elliot serve in a more overt way. While I am not a big fan of the "sissy maid" look - although this "lockable" maid's uniform is quite cute - but a nice pleated skirt, white long sleeved blouse (sheer enough to show off his pretty  longline bra) and a cute white waist apron seemed to amuse my friend. So did watching elliot be sent to his corner and a few times, watching me punish elliot. And it certainly made things more interesting when I would say, "Jenny is coming over on Friday."

The variations on this sort of wonderfully ritualistic combination of cross-dressing, service and humiliation are endless.

Mady's New Project

My lovely maid/companion has finished her academic work and was looking for something to do. We chatted for a while and eventually, she said,

"Ma'am, why don't we figure out something to do with all the vintage smut you and sir have been collecting?"

If was a very good idea. While elliot and I have published several successful Amazon books of vintage material (go here if you want to take a look) we have accumulated literally hundreds of digital files plus boxes of hard copies of some of the wonderful risqué material from the late 40's, 50's and 60's. Right up until the hardcore explosion of the late 70's which doesn't interest me.

But what to do with it all? Well, Mady is saving for a trip to Europe next Spring and I thought it might be fun for her to have a chance to make a little extra money. But Amazon has tightened the rules about republishing old material. Sigh.

"What about Patreon?" said my internet savvy girl as she leafed through a particularly naughty magazine all about girls getting dressed for a date - stockings, corsets, pointy bras.

So, I've set up a Patreon account for her.

Become a Patron!

She is just putting the material up but, and this is a special treat for my readers who enjoy Mady, she is using a lovely picture elliot took of her as her banner. So you can go to https://www.patreon.com/hannah_obeyed and see my pretty maid. I think she may post a few more pictures as she works on her site.

Here is the first magazine: Mistress in Satin

https://www.patreon.com/posts/mistress-in-20986341

Right now Mady is posting a PDF version and a Zipped version. Ebook will follow shortly.

She has also posted a number of pretty pictures of herself in a nicely fitting corset...I know, I never mentioned the tattoos...we try to ignore them but I fear they are growing on me. I'd never get a tattoo but young girls do the silliest things.

Enjoy!

Pretty Maid For Summer

I have not written much about my maid Mady lately. I suspect because she is so very much part of my household that I am totally used to having her around. Whether she is exercising elliot or helping me dress or serving cocktails and dinner, Mady has become indispensable.

She is also a lot of fun and a much younger woman who I can play with in a way I can't with elliot. For one thing, she loves clothes as much as I do. Several hours a day she is, of course, in uniform; but in the summer her uniform is really very easy.

During the day I love her in this long, linen, button up the back dress. It's easy, not in the least "sexy" and can go over her swimsuit or exercise gear or a pretty little mesh corset and gorgeous lace tap panties.

Summer is all about comfort. elliot is out of his cock cage for the summer. Mady is in summer weight corsets and rarely required to wear stockings. I like her to enjoy the summer's freedom knowing that she will be in more serious service as we go into Fall and Winter.

What I especially enjoy is that she wears exactly what I tell her to wear. Which, of course, extends to continuing her waist training throughout the summer. Now, truth to tell, a full-on waist training corset which Mady wears most of the day during the rest of the year is a heavy and hot garment. Especially when it is laced down to the point where it is actually doing its job and compressing Mady's already tiny waist. But we are resolved that she will marry at 18 inches and there are still an inch and a half to go. Were she to go corsetless in the summer we would likely lose at least an inch, more likely two.

Our compromise is the lighter weight, mesh, corsets Mady normally sleeps in. Here is an example.

Unlike Mady's regular corsets these are bought, ridiculously cheaply ($15-$20) right from Amazon. I would certainly never recommend them for strict waist training - they would fall apart in a few wearings - but for retention and simple beauty they really cannot be matched. For Mady we order the XS which laces down to 20" out of the box. With a few minor alterations, we can bring a couple of them to 19.5". As it happens, the cups fit Mady's pretty little breasts almost perfectly with just a little easing.

When I feel Mady needs a bit more shaping or if we decide to give the good ladies of our little village a hint at how we maintain our figures, I will put Mady in this more heavily constructed, but still mesh, underbust corset.

It is a bit more expensive and, unfortunately, does not come in white; but it can work very well as outerwear over a dress or a skirt and top combination. Mady is more than a little of an exhibitionist so she loves letting the good ladies see the underpinnings she wears under her uniforms most of the time. The good ladies' husbands seem to enjoy Mady's tiny waist as well and, I suspect, our short shopping trips lead to all sorts of fun when our neighbours get home.

At the same time, I always have to remember that Mady is a very beautiful, very fit, young lady and, to be fair, she should have a few deliciously skimpy outfits to gain a little attention with. Nothing says "Hello" like a barely there cotton sundress with little girl flowers and no support whatsoever. You really do have to be in your early twenties to wear this dress with style. Mady does.


 Of course, in our little village and in the bigger world there are many summer events - the July 1 Canada Day Celebrations, the Annual Summer Tea at our Church, the August Regatta at the Lake and so on. When Mady was simply my maid she would not attend these events but, as my maid/companion it is elliot's and my pleasure to bring her along. But for these sorts of events I want her to be a bit elegant, a bit stylish, while still perfectly girlish.

I love Mady in a pretty polka dotted, boatneck dress with the cute little belt drawn extra tight to show

off her deliciously tiny, corseted, waist. No bra, seeing her pretty breasts running free under the thin fabric of the bodice is a treat and much appreciated by the gentlemen at these events. She knows I am showing her off and enjoys the attention. And, once again, these dresses, while well made, are ridiculously cheap. We do a little hand sewing to ensure a perfect fit but, truth to tell, I've bought Mady half a dozen of this pattern in different fabrications which lets her look different, yet the same, at each of the summer occasions.

And, yes, there is something just a little naughty about having my own, living, doll to dress just like playing Barbies. All the more fun when we all go home and I stand elliot in his corner and undress my sweet Mady and let her slip under my dress...Bliss, in fact.

Questions for A Dominant Wife

Where have you and elliot and Mady been for the last few months?

The short answer is, busy. Mady has finished her thesis and just passed her final exams. elliot has seen his business get a lot busier and I have been working on my new book about how female led marriage may be a real solution to a lot of the problems couples have.

Do you still read your emails?

We do. And often answer them. Mady is now helping me with some of my correspondence and my book. She really has moved from maid to personal assistant although I still require her to wear her corsets, quarter cup bras, sheer tops, stockings and tight skirts in the afternoons and early evenings when she is "on duty". The glimpse of her pretty nipples or stockings tops keep elliot in a pleasing state of longing arousal.

Is elliot still in his cock cage and ball stretchers?

The ball stretchers are pretty much permanent. Both Mady and I enjoy the effect of ounces of stainless steel on his poor scrotum. It is not actually terribly painful but the constant pressure reminds him of his place. At the same time, I am caging his cock less often. This is mainly for Mady's benefit. Formerly of lesbian inclination, since she has been training elliot she finds she enjoys a good ride on his Viagra stiff cock on nearly a daily basis. While it was lovely to have her come to my morning room, curtsy and ask if she might have the keys it was also rather inconvenient.

Now this does not mean elliot is allowed to come any more frequently. Quite the opposite really. Mady likes the feeling of his cock in her but she is certainly not interested in his little messes. When she rides him it is strictly for her pleasure and elliot knows he'll be severely whipped and locked up if he spills a drop. He really is like that poor 50's housewife letting her husband have her while being clueless as to her own pleasure. He is required to get hard, stay hard and lie back as Mady takes her pleasure. He tells me it is very hard not to come especially when he is required to suck on her nipples for her great enjoyment.

But there it is. Men should not be allowed to come very often and, if they are allowed, it should be in humbling circumstances or by way of prostate milking which avoids the male orgasm altogether. It keeps them on edge and far more eager to do as they are told.

Are you ever jealous of Mady?

No. In our home I lead and what I say and allow is what happens. I very much like the fact Mady puts elliot through his paces. It keeps him fresh and it allows me to focus on my own work and the very deep emotional connection I have with elliot. At the same time, there is nothing I enjoy more than seeing his sweet head bobbing between my thighs as he brings me to orgasm. Or, on other nights, requiring him to watch as Mady's sweet head bobs between my thighs as she has that delightful duty. It is really impossible to be jealous when you have all the power in a relationship. In two relationships really.

I think elliot may be a little jealous of Mady as I will often send him to his corner while Mady and I try on clothes or enjoy touching each other. But that is not, of course, any concern of mine. elliot's sole route to happiness and fulfillment is to do exactly what he is told. And he is very happy and very fulfilled.

More questions later. The nice ladies from Church are coming for tea and I want Mady to look her best.

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If you are thinking of taking control of your marriage or asking your wife to put you in your place, you may want to read a few of our books or buy a cock cage or ball stretching weights:

	You can order a cock cage for your husband or yourself at Amazon. I recomend starting with a relatively inexpensive silicone cage for fit and obedience training. Order here.
	You can order ball stretcher for your husband or yourself at Amazon. I recommend starting with a fairly light stretcher. Make sure you measure the ball sack circumference. You want the stretcher to fit snugly just above the testicles. Order here.
Books you might like:
The Art of the Maid Mady's Favourite Book
Dominant Woman  Feminine Superiority in Art
Obedient Husband Effortless Female Superiority in a Loving Marriage
See all our books at my Amazon Author Page here Remember Amazon Prime Customers and Books Unlimited Customers can down load all my books FREE

Submissive Men Considered

elliot was in the shower after his daily work out with Mady and the two of us were having a nice cup of tea before getting on with the rest of our days. With our new arrangement, unless Mady is actually in uniform - which is around four to five hours a day - she is more my young companion than a servant and that lets her learn. And to learn you have to ask questions.

"Why do you think elliot is submissive?" she asked. "I mean it is not as if he is anything but highly effective and even a bit aggressive doing his business. I hear him speaking very sharply when things are not done exactly as he requires. Lots of testosterone."

"Lots. And even more since you have been in charge of his workouts." I said.

"I've noticed. He gets so hard in his cage when I have him lick me. Even standing in his corner he gets hard." said Mady smiling.

"And with me Mady. No elliot has a wonderfully strong sex drive and even when he has to wear a bra and girdle no one would ever mistake him for a woman." I said.

"So where does the submission come from?" asked Mady.

"For the longest time, Mady, I really didn't know. When we first started experimenting with a Female Led Marriage I saw it as more of a sexy game than anything. I mean it was tons of fun to have elliot pay really close attention to what I want. And it was nice to be able to enjoy sex without feeling like I had to always reciprocate. And we could have left it there."

"But you didn't." said Mady sipping her tea.

"No. One day elliot was, I think largely unintentionally, more than a little disrespectful. I honestly forget what it was about. It didn't matter. Right there and then I sent him up to our room and told him to wait for me. I took a few minutes to calm down and then went upstairs. I stopped into the bathroom and got our big bath brush. You know the one."

"I am afraid I do ma'am." said Mady remembering a relatively light spanking she'd received with the brush.

"Well, I wanted to make an impression. I had him lower his pants and lie across my lap and then I got to work. As you know, that bath brush can sting. But it can do more than sting with a little force behind it. I gave him two dozen strokes, the last six about twice as hard as the first six. He was squirming at the beginning and then kicking his legs and then, for the last six strokes he just lay in my lap and accepted his punishment. He was completely surrendered. But the funny thing was, even though he was on the verge of tears, he had the biggest erection I have ever seen him have. When I was done I had him stand up and I slipped off my now quite moist panties. Spur of the moment. I sent him with his red, slightly bruised bum, off to a corner with my panties to press into the corner with his nose and I left him there for fifteen minutes while I freshened up and made a cup of coffee. When I came back he was where I left him and his little cock was just as hard and it was dripping a little pre-cum. I reached around and pulled him a couple of times and then told him to get dressed."

"I had spanked him before but this was transformative. In fifteen minutes elliot went from being a bit edgy and resistive to completely docile and content. In actual fact, when I had spanked him before, while the humiliation of having to lie across his wife's lap was useful, the fact was I am not strong enough to physically correct a man in a way which will leave a lasting impression. The leverage of the bath brush changed that equation completely."

"Did the change last?" asked Mady.

"I think it has lasted 'til this day. But, obviously, the effect can fade which is why I let you cane him and I cane him as well. I read a lot about the physiological effects of corporal punishment and it seems pretty clear that, at a certain point of intensity, a bunch of neurochemicals are released. But there is no point in a light whipping. You have to swing your cane or paddle or bath brush hard enough and long enough that the man really feels it." I said, "But punishment or humiliation are not really at the root of a man's submission. They just make his position clear. I think a lot of men, and certainly elliot, need to have the relief of knowing that when their business day is ended they are to do what they are told. No decisions, no arguments, just obedience and deference to the woman who loves them. It is a "safe place" where they can simply let the intensity of their world go."

"Is it really "a lot of men"?" asked Mady.

"I think so. Now, for a lot of men submissiveness is not on their wive's or girlfriend's menu. At least not officially. But I am often amused by how submissive and deferential men often are to the woman in their life. And if you chat to perfectly ordinary, vanilla, wives it is pretty clear who wears the pants at home and in the bedroom. Nice ladies at church have told me how they "manage" their husbands. And most of those husbands, after the first couple of years of marriage, are effectively chaste and on their wive's sexual schedule. Suits both parties for the wife to take charge. All I have done is made all of that more express, more real, for elliot. Which, as you know, suits us perfectly."

"I can certainly see some of the rather formidable ladies in church running their husband's lives for them; but how do they know?" said Mady.


"In many cases they don't. A wife will give her husband a "honey-do" list and reward him for completing it. The reward might be a good steak dinner or it might be a blow job. But the wife is in control in any case. If you keep an eye out you will see very strong, powerful, men ask their wives for permission to go to the pub or play a round of golf. Why? Because if they don't they will be punished. Usually verbally and almost always with the withdrawal of sex for a little while or for quite a long time. Not to mention just how nasty some women are verbally. Not my thing at all; but I can certainly see why many husbands do as they are told. And once they start doing as they are told, they start to evolve into the submissive men smart women enjoy. Because they don't lose their edge in the more masculine world of work, rather they leave it at the door when they step into the presence of their wives. Watch, you'll see it over and over. All I am doing is taking it to the next, logical level and, in the process, giving elliot reminders of how happy he is in his place."

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If you are thinking of taking control of your marriage or asking your wife to put you in your place, you may want to read a few of our books or buy a cock cage or ball stretching weights:

	You can order a cock cage for your husband or yourself at Amazon. I recomend starting with a relatively inexpensive silicone cage for fit and obedience training. Order here.
	You can order ball stretcher for your husband or yourself at Amazon. I recommend starting with a fairly light stretcher. Make sure you measure the ball sack circumference. You want the stretcher to fit snugly just above the testicles. Order here.
Books you might like:
The Art of the Maid Mady's Favourite Book
Dominant Woman  Feminine Superiority in Art
Obedient Husband Effortless Female Superiority in a Loving Marriage
See all our books at my Amazon Author Page here Remember Amazon Prime Customers and Books Unlimited Customers can down load all my books FREE

Basics

As I write my darling husband is standing naked except for his cock cage and ball stretchers in his corner with a pair of my panties being pushed into the corner with his nose. He seems to be very happy in his corner thinking of the woman he loves and obeys.

We had a lovely Christmas and a deliciously decadent New Years. Mady served at Christmas but she joined us for New Years dinner and elliot served. He looked wonderful in nothing but a long black cotton waiter's apron. Mady and I got a bit tipsy and once elliot had served us desert and as we waited to toast the New Year, he spent the evening under the table putting his talented tongue to good use. It is one of the great pleasures of a wife led marriage that I can tell elliot to service me without feeling any obligation to reciprocate. We could see him getting all hard in his cage when we let him join us to toast the New Year. Which is perfect because there is no point in having a man in chasitity who does not actually, desperately, want to use his little cock.

Mady particularly likes elliot's oral attentions and she goes off like a string of firecrackers. It is lovely to see her pretty nipples erecting and then, with a quick cry, she'll come and flush all over her neck and clavicles. But she won't release elliot. She just reaches down, pushes his head back for a moment while she resets and then pulls his mouth towards her pussy for a second or a sixth round. And she loves the fact I am watching. She's a show-off.

You should have seen her outfit: just a semi-sheer black tunic top that barely covered her stockings tops and a well laced underbust corset. No panties and I could easily see her lovely little pussy rings, five a side, and her diamond padlock holding her chastity chain in place. Her pierced and locked cunt gets wonderfully wet and I left her clit hood unlocked on New Years so she could really enjoy herself.

Of course elliot loves his service. Why wouldn't he. As well as seeing to my pleasure, though I am not nearly so uninhibited and my slutty little maid, with my full permission and, indeed instruction, he is allowed to taste and pleasure a young, very beautiful, girl. No, he is not allowed to put his caged cock anywhere near her. But, then again, he really isn't allowed to use his little cock at all so it is not really an issue.

So another year begins. My lovely husband in his corner and my pretty maid downstairs making my tea as my bath runs.

Just the basics.

Perfect.

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If you are thinking of taking control of your marriage or asking your wife to put you in your place, you may want to read a few of our books or buy a cock cage or ball stretching weights:

	You can order a cock cage for your husband or yourself at Amazon. I recomend starting with a relatively inexpensive silicone cage for fit and obedience training. Order here.
	You can order ball stretcher for your husband or yourself at Amazon. I recommend starting with a fairly light stretcher. Make sure you measure the ball sack circumference. You want the stretcher to fit snugly just above the testicles. Order here.
Books you might like:
The Art of the Maid Mady's Favourite Book
Dominant Woman  Feminine Superiority in Art
Obedient Husband Effortless Female Superiority in a Loving Marriage
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Needs and Wants: My Handmaiden

I find myself in the interesting position of being the head of household for both my husband elliot and my handmaid/companion Mady.

And, yes, Mady has been "promoted" although that is not quite the right word for it. Back in May I related my conversation with Mady who wanted to take her position and her submission to a very different level. Over the summer, as we enjoyed the heat and had elliot pulling us around the property in our dogcart, naked except for his cute little chastity cage and his shiny stainless steel ball stretcher. We went to the beach often and Mady enjoyed swimming in a pretty, retro, modest and deliciously sexy one piece or a wonderfully demure two-piece I had bought her.

We talked a lot. Where elliot and I have been working on our wife marriage for years, to the point where we barely think about it: he does what he is told and is soundly whipped if he doesn't, no need to over think that. But with Mady there is a different dynamic and we needed to figure out what would work for her and for me. (elliot was not part of these conversations, when we had figured it out we told him.)

More than anything Mady wanted and needs security. A very clear idea of being taken care of, of someone making decisions on her behalf and in her interests. There is a lot of information out on the web about Mistresses and slaves and, unfortunately, Mady had read a lot of it. It eventually emerged that she had thought that her next step would be to become my slave because that seemed to her to be the only way to be sure.

As my readers know, I do not believe in slavery in any form. Particularly inside a household. I understand that some wives prefer their husbands to be their slaves but I think that creates a fiction which can be very harmful. In a wife led marriage a husband needs to be obedient and accept his wife's position as head of the house. He needs to accept the fact he will be disciplined and, in most cases, will have his sexuality either curtailed or entirely subject to his wife's needs and desires. He will almost certainly be chaste. But none of that amounts to slavery because no intelligent woman wants or needs a man who does only what he is told to do. Rather, an intelligent woman will want her husband to accept her complete authority and then go forth and do mighty things. (And, it turns out, that a man in that position tends to put a great deal of effort out into the world knowing he is loved and protected at home.)

This is even more true with a young woman who is looking for the direction and discipline only an older woman can bring. Having Mady as a slave, however voluntary that condition, would waste all of the interesting things my maid was capable of. More importantly, it would actually reduce her usefulness to me. Between her really exquisite lady's maid skills, her lovely service at cocktail hour, her delicious teasing of poor elliot, her occasional intimate service, and her genuinely lovely demeanour and beauty, I couldn't see how I could improve upon her situation as my maid. But I had to or risk losing Mady to a larger world. But I didn't want to lose her, now automatic, curtsies which always made her nipples harden under her transparent blouses, displayed so beautifully in her quarter cup bras.

As we talked over the summer I realized that Mady very much enjoyed the mistress and maid situation. She loved the fact that when she was on formal duty I required her to corset her waist tightly and, except in summer, wear lovely, sheer, seamed, stockings (a dozen pairs of which will be in her Christmas stocking. Ho, ho, ho.) For formal entertaining, while she does not wear a sheer blouse she does have to wear five inch black patent leather pumps black patent leather pumps which she has been practising in since she came to us. She likes the fact she is required to whip elliot into shape and she has done a wonderful job. No sign of a belly on my darling husband after eight months of carrying Mady on his shoulders and pulling her little dog cart. And she told me she loved all of this. But it was not quite enough.

Because there was all the time she was off duty. On her own. Writing her book, reading, relaxing, "It is so hard to go from being on duty as your maid to my space where I am just me. elliot is never on duty and he is never off duty, he is just your submissive, obedient husband all the time." said Mady in one of our talks at the beach. "I'm your maid all of four or five hours a day, the rest of the time, I really could be anywhere. Drifting."

You can see the problem. On duty, Mady has a role and a set of responsibilities. She demonstrates her position with her dress, her corset, her curtsy and her acceptance of my orders. Off duty? Her identity as my maid is lost and she is left to her own devices. For a girl who craves order, who needs routine, discipline and a sense of place being left to her own devices is a penance she should not have to bear.

I thought about it. I knew I did not want a "daughter of the house". Incest, even play incest, makes my flesh crawl so that was out. Besides, I did not want to lose my maid. Mady was already my bondswoman with a full indenture and an oath before God. And that was not enough. Taking her to my bed, and sending elliot off to his lonely single bed in his dressing room, was fun for an evening but not really a solution. She needed to know she had a place in my household when she was not performing her domestic duties or keeping my husband trim and sexually frustrated.

The more I looked at the problem the less tractable it became. The fact was that Mady really did want to be mine in the same way that elliot is and she wanted to remain my maid. As with so many things in life the Bible offered a rather good concept which I eventually came across: a handmaiden. Technically, a handmaiden was a female slave who served a mistress but was often given to the husband to "wife". Not quite how our household works, but the sexual element of the handmaiden's duties seems to fit. While I didn't much like the "slavery" element, the idea of a handmaiden can also be looked at in status terms where I, as the Lady of the House, have the social standing of a wife and member of a community, whereas my handmaiden's status is entirely within my gift.

The beauty of this solution is that the Biblical handmaidens, Hagar, Zilpah and Bilhah, were all given by their mistresses to their mistress's husbands to "wife". Now, leaving aside Miss Atwood's distopian tale, the fact is that taking Mady as my handmaiden as well as my maid would mean she would be giving me formal control over her breeding - whether I choose to have elliot cover her (unlikely) or find a suitable, I suspect older, man whom she might marry - which seemed to appeal to her.

So we sat in the shade by the beach after Mady had done her lengths and had a soft white towel around her pretty shoulders. I was sitting in a canvass director's chair elliot had carried down to the beach along with our picnic, umbrella and blanket in his dog cart.

"I have made my decision Mady." I said quite formally. "We will change your vows. You will become my handmaiden at home, when we travel or are away from the village, you will be my companion. You will still, of course, remain in service as my maid, but your duties will be extended. When you have completed your own book you will write a book for me. Instead of being able to choose your own clothing when you are off duty you will dress as a young lady of this house. You will attend me unless and until dismissed. You will also be bred when I decide who will be fathering your children. Which will not be for a few years. Which brings me to a rather strict requirement which you will have to accept as my handmaiden."

"Yes ma'am." said Mady looking up at me.

"As my handmaiden you will no longer have vaginal, penetrative sex. Of any sort." I said having thought about this for some time. "You will, of course, be used anally and orally on the rare occasions elliot is allowed to be frisky; but we will be saving your pussy until I decide to breed you."

"Yes ma'am." said Mady.

"So, before you take your vows I will have your labia pierced and rings inserted. I would think four or five rings on either side should be sufficient. When you have healed, which I am told will take a couple of months, my jeweller will have finished a pretty white gold chain and a diamond set padlock. We will lock you up after your vows."

"Oh yes ma'am. Thank you ma'am." said Mady gasping a little.

"And while the piercer is working we'll have your clit hood done as well. Normally I will leave that free of your chastity. I want you unpenetrated rather than unpleasured. And I know elliot is very skilled."

"He is ma'am. Very." said Mady.

"Well there is no harm in him practicing on my handmaiden is there." I said. "Especially if she is wearing her pretty rings and lock."

"No ma'am, no harm at all. Actually, I think practice makes perfect and he is getting pretty close to perfect."

"He is, but I am sure we can make him even better."

We left it at that. Mady was smiling the quiet smile of a woman who knew her place.

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If you are thinking of taking control of your marriage or asking your wife to put you in your place, you may want to read a few of our books or buy a cock cage or ball stretching weights:

	You can order a cock cage for your husband or yourself at Amazon. I recomend starting with a relatively inexpensive silicone cage for fit and obedience training. Order here.
	You can order ball stretcher for your husband or yourself at Amazon. I recommend starting with a fairly light stretcher. Make sure you measure the ball sack circumference. You want the stretcher to fit snugly just above the testicles. Order here.
Books you might like:
The Art of the Maid Mady's Favourite Book
Dominant Woman  Feminine Superiority in Art
Obedient Husband Effortless Female Superiority in a Loving Marriage
See all our books at my Amazon Author Page here Remember Amazon Prime Customers and Books Unlimited Customers can down load all my books FREE

On Responsibility

A few days ago my maid Mady and I discussed her vows and she said something rather interesting but also disturbing,

"Yes ma'am. I know that. But I wondered if you might consider a more permanent oath. I have so enjoyed this past year. All of it. And I think you are probably right about how the world has gone wrong in so many ways. I was just hoping that you might consider a different, more permanent promise. Then you could pick my husband and have me bred. Or you could have elliot breed me if you would prefer." said Mady blushing.

"Really Mady? You would like me to pick your husband for you?"

"Yes ma'am. When you are ready to have me bred." said Mady. (a conversation with my maid)

I was struck with her language "When you are ready to have me bred."

I looked around on the internet and discovered, frankly to my dismay, that there is a whole genre of "breeding" porn. Who knew? I flipped through a bit of it and, while it is not at all my thing, I could see how it might appeal to a young woman not entirely sure of what she wanted for herself. However, to turn the decision over to me and, what's more, to suggest that I might want elliot to "bred" her was more than a little worrying. Before making any decisions I thought I would have a chat with Mady who I rang for.

"Yes ma'am," she said with her now entirely natural curtsy as she entered the room.

"I have been thinking about your request the other day. Quite seriously I might add. As you know, elliot and I are very fond of you and I want to make the best decision I can for all of us." I said.

"Yes ma'am, that was what I was hoping for." said Mady looking rather demure in her sheer top with her nipples hardening in her quarter cup bra. It was not the chill, it was, I think, the excitement of her own complete submission.

"We quite understand your desire to obey and be directed. And you are certainly a wonderful maid and a dear companion. Plus you keep elliot wonderfully interested which is a huge bonus for us all. But what is all this about "being bred". You are not a horse or a dog, girl, You are an intelligent, pretty young woman who, if I have anything to do with it, will marry from this house and be in charge of her own."

"Thank you ma'am. that's what I wanted to. But I also thought that you would understand if I gave you my complete submission which meant allowing you to bred me if that is what you think is best." Mady said obviously having thought about it.

"Well, Mady in a few years I may introduce you to a man you are to marry. But, like most things which women do, you will have to decide if he is what you are looking for. As for breeding: you are going to have to chose whether or not you have children and with whom. But, again, not for a few years." I said this gently knowing that Mady would be disappointed.

"Yes, ma'am...But I thought." said Mady her lower lip quivering.

"That's just it Mady, you thought. You are not a horse or a dog or a slave. You are a thinking young woman who is writing a book, learning to be a wonderful and valuable servant, and, most importantly, learning to lead."

"May I speak frankly ma'am?" she asked.

"Of course Mady."

"I asked you to consider accepting a more fundamental vow from me. I am not quite sure what it would be but something which I would acknowledge without a time limit. Where I would become more than your maid and more like a possession." Mady said this as if it was the most normal thing in the world. "I feel so safe, so loved, here. I realized I need that and I need to know it will last."

"I understand Mady. But, honestly, it is a big "ask". I have never liked the idea of "slaves" whether in the context of "play" or in any sort of real life situation. But I have thought about it and I've done more than a little research. It is a difficult sort of a question because what it seems to me you are looking for at one point was very common. It was the basis of your first vows.

You are now, for a limited period of time, my bondswoman. It is an old usage and not likely to be enforced in a court of law; but you are my indentured servant."

"Yes, ma'am. I understand that." said Mady.

"To go beyond this gets us into very, if you will excuse the expression, feudal territory. I am having elliot research it now. The problem is that we do not live in a feudal world. Which is why I have postponed your renewal of vows. We'll come up with something which will let you make your submission and become a permanent...and there is the problem Mady. A permanent what? In any case, you may go. But I want no more talk of your being bred. When the time comes I am quite certain that the man you decide to marry will be absolutely delighted to cover you when you are on heat assuming you let him out of his cage."

"Yes ma'am. Thank you ma'am." said Mady as she curtsied and left the room.

Feudalism, matriarchy, mistress and servant: it all seems a rather long way from the moment I decided to take charge of my marriage. But it also seems to make a lot of sense. Mady has found a terrific peace and contentment in her service to me. She understands her duties and her position and, perhaps most importantly, for the first time in her life has a degree of steady, consistent, discipline. Plus, and it is no small thing, she also has a good deal of authority to deal with elliot in her own right.

In many ways Mady is like a stray kitten who has found a home. Wonderfully content but a bit worried she might somehow lose that home. I need to reassure her.  

Maid for a Year

Mady brought me my morning tea in bed as I require. elliot was standing in his morning corner, hands behind his back, cock locked in his cage and his ball stretcher keeping its firm but gentle pressure on his scrotum (what a funny word.)

I don't require Mady to be in uniform in the mornings. Or, more accurately, I want her dressed appropriately for whatever her morning work assignment happens to be. Most days she really has only a bit of light dusting and tidying and so can wear something sheer and pretty. I enjoy Mady's pert little breasts displayed so well in her required quarter cup bra under a thin cotton or linen top. This winter I bought her a couple of very sheer cashmere sweaters which, delightfully, had the effect of keeping her nipples in an almost constant state of erection. Something about the weave.

Mady has lovely, long legs but, in the mornings, I prefer her to wear quite sheer, longish, peasant skirts so elliot only catches glimpses. But the skirts allow my sweet maid to show off her pretty curtsy and the full panties I have her wear. As I know elliot will, soon enough, be standing in his corner in Mady's quarters, I like her to wear panties which have light control and a lovely pure cotton gusset. Mady is a wonderfully moist girl and a morning's light house work ensures elliot will be in for a treat when he goes to her quarters to be exercised or to dress her for service.

"Mady" I said as I sipped my tea, "You realize that you have been with us for a year."

"Yes ma'am. I hope my service has been satisfactory." she said standing by my bedside.

"Very satisfactory Mady." I said. I reached up and, through her blouse, began to play with her nipple. "Have you enjoyed your service?"

"Very much so ma'am. You have been so kind and, at the same time, firm." said Mady very subtly pushing her nipple a little closer. I began to flick it into erection. I could see Mady tensing knowing that when her little pink nipple was hard it would be pinched, hard, between the nails of my thumb and middle finger.

"And you Mady," I said beginning to pinch her hard little pink raisin, "Seem to have fit right into our household."

"Thank you ma'am."

I increased the pressure on her nipple.

"I think it might be time to renew your vows Mady. Now that you know exactly what is expected of you." I said. "I know elliot would love the opportunity to have all three of your holes again. And I certainly would enjoy watching you make you submission."

"Oh yes ma'am. It has been so long since you had me penetrated."

"It has Mady. So I think you should exercise elliot a little lightly the next couple of days and we'll up his dose of Viagra. Have him lick you to completion a couple of times between now and the weekend so your hormones are flowing and we'll renew your submission in the next few days."

"Yes ma'am." Mady panted out enduring the now substantial pressure on her nipple. "Thank you ma'am."

"Excellent Mady." I said releasing her swollen nipple. "Look at that silly man. Just listening to us is making him hard in his cage. I wonder if I will let him come in you. I'll have to think about that. Now on with your day girl."

Mady dropped a very low curtsy and left my bedroom. elliot remained in his corner.

"So do you want to squirt up Mady's pretty little backdoor you silly man?" I asked with a laugh. Of course he did. That was the delight of Mady, she was a constant tease and provocation for my wonderful husband. "Go take a cold shower. Five minutes should quell your erection and let you get to work."

As always, elliot did what he was told.

A bit of a Stretch

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Man in Training

I just read my darling elliot's account of his first exercise session with my maid Mady. What a clever girl. Poor elliot.

I had never really thought about the idea of riding a man. Not really my thing but I like the sounds of a little cart for him to pull as he gets into better shape. In any case, I love Mady taking the bull by the horns so to speak. elliot will be the fittest he's been in years.

I wonder if she needs reins or a saddle? And where can we get a little cart? I'll let Mady think about all of that.

[And, no, this is not Mady or elliot but I think it is an adorable picture.]

Fitness

As usual I had elliot standing in his corner with my yesterday's panties pushed against the wall. Mady had just arrived with my morning tea looking very fetching in her new day uniform of sheer blouse, quarter cup bra and shortish skirt. For day I do not require Mady to wear an apron or a cap but I noticed that, after her punishment the other day, she has been curtsying very smartly. I've also noticed that her nipples seem very perky under her blouse and this excites elliot no end. Poor man, even in his soft cock cage, a half erection is uncomfortable and he'll be locked in steel on New Years Day. Perfect.

"Mady?"

"Yes, Ma'am."

"I think it is time for you to put you personal training/fitness instructor background to work. I fear elliot has indulged a little too much over Christmas and it is time to figure out a fitness regime. Nothing too strenuous at first; but I want him worked fairly hard. Start him off with good long walks - you don't need to accompany him - and then move up to trail runs. Biking. Swimming. And think about weights. I don't want him too muscular but I do want him toned."

"Yes Ma'am."

"And Mady, see if you can work out a way for that flat boy bottom to get a bit fuller. I gather "squats" are the thing. So, flat tummy, nice round bottom."

"I think that should be possible Ma'am. Shall we start today."

"I think so. But do you have anything to wear? You can't very well be a trainer in your day maid outfit."

"I'm sure I can find something Ma'am. Will you require sheer on top?"

"I really hadn't considered it Mady. I'll leave it to you. But if possible I would like elliot to look forward to his sessions."

"Very good Madame. I'll take a look at what I have and we can begin later today. If it suits you Madame I would like to set up a daily hour, say after breakfast at 10. That way I can complete my morning duties and then put Sir through his paces before lunch."

"Sounds ideal." I said once again marvelling at our luck in finding Mady.

With a deep curtsy Mady left us alone.

"I can hardly wait to see you in a month darling. A good workout every day. It will do you the world of good. Now put my panties away and get to work. You have a date in a couple of hours."

No more than ten minutes later Mady came back upstairs and curtsied. "Will this do Ma'am?"

She was wearing a brilliant outfit - white jodhpurs, a pair of soft black boots, a black sheer top and what looked like a sheer fishnet bra. Her hair was pulled back and she carried a little riding crop I didn't know she owned.

"Very near perfect Mady. I do like the cut of those jodhpurs - tight on the bum and loose on the thigh."

"Thank you ma'am. I have had them for years and I was a little worried they might not fit. Sir was not the only one to enjoy Christmas a little too much. this will be good for both of us." Mady said as she curtsied again.

"Mady, you look lovely and commanding but one, small, note: a lady or her maid does not curtsy in trousers. A skirt is required."

"Yes, Ma'am. Thank you Ma'am."

On Sale Girdles

I must admit I don't know what I would do out here in the country without Amazon. The fact is that there are lots of stores within driving distance but, for example, finding a good firm girdle means a trip to the city and, even then, you never know if a particular lingerie store will have the right size.

I intend to keep elliot in a girdle most days until spring. For men the panti girdle makes the most sense as it is, mostly, invisible underneath their clothing. I like the Rago zipped girdles and they are on sale at Amazon.

For myself, and Mady for Church at least, the open bottom zipped girdle makes more sense under a dress or skirt with stockings.

Both are on sale at $5-25 off at Amazon. I am buying two for me, two for Mady and two for elliot so the savings add up.

The Maid Learns a Lesson

As I write our lovely maid Mady has been paddled, whipped and locked up. You can read the details over at elliot's blog. She is standing in "the box" and will be there until I have elliot let her out to serve cocktails.

I admit I punished Mady fairly severely for a not terrifically major offence. I did so because I have learned quite a lot about disciplining people from training elliot. I made a lot of mistakes with elliot and the biggest one was to be "moderate". A quick spanking for a mild offence, a caning for the repetition of an offence, the bathbrush a matter of last resort.

Submissives, and Mady is very much a submissive despite having plenty of fun dominating elliot, need very clear boundaries. So do servants. I had told Mady not to try on my clothes without permission. She did anyway and so now she is spending the day in the dark and is, no doubt a sore and contrite young lady.

Up until now she really has not done anything which was directly disobedient and therefore I have had no occasion to discipline her. Now, however, I had a very good reason to punish her good and hard and, frankly, she will be all the better for it. (Plus I had her milk elliot while being whipped and that is another chore out of the way.)

Spare the rod and spoil the maid is elementary. In about six hours she will be very grateful to be let out and in no doubt as to my power and her need to obey absolutely.

Update: Of course, after an hour, I sent elliot off to let poor Mady out of the box. Pure sensory deprivation after an intense whipping is amazingly effective but, and it is a big but, most of its positive effects occur within the first hour or so. Beyond that you are beginning to enter deeper water and water where, while I will subject elliot to longer sessions, I don't want Mady to go...yet.

A very humble, disheveled maid came into my sitting room and knelt at my feet.

"I am truly sorry for touching your things without your permission ma'am. It will never happen again." was all Mady could say before being overtaken by sobs. I reached out my hand.

"Kiss my hand Mady then get up and clean yourself up. We'll say no more about it. But now you know that I can and will punish you and I am going to be more demanding in the New Year." I said meaning it.

"Yes ma'am."

Books you might like:

The Art of the Maid Dominant Woman  Feminine Superiority in Art Obedient Husband  Female Led Marriage for Loving Couples

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