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.

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Sex and the Chaste Husband

I often chat with Mady as she helps me with my bath. (And, frankly, I had never thought I needed or would enjoy "help" with my bath but it is a total treat to be washed generally and intimately by a pretty young girl in a see-through top, a demi-cup bra and a little pleated skirt which, just to tease elliot, I have her wear at stockings tops length.) And this morning, as she was drying me, she asked, "Don't you like having sex with Sir at all?"

Given that "Sir" has been locked up in his cock cage since Christmas and that he now has two permanent ball stretching stainless steel rings in place, it was not an unreasonable question. But I think I surprised her with my answer.

"I love sex with my sweet husband Mady. He is skilful, attentive, and, as you know, will lick you for as long as you like. But I don't think it is good for a man, any man, to have penetrative sex with a women except under quite unusual circumstances. For example, when you are making or renewing your vows, it is important for you to feel entirely owned, and elliot's little cock in your vagina, your bottom and your mouth is wonderfully symbolic. And, of course, if I decided to breed you, we could do the whole A Handmaid's Tale and I could cradle you while elliot took the necessary strokes. And, come to think of it Mady, that might be fun even if I was not breeding you."

"It might ma'am, if you would enjoy it. But I have never found having a cock in me particularly fun except, as you say, symbolically. For me to be your bondswoman I needed to feel completely surrendered and completely taken. It's too bad elliot is quite small. I have never had a really decent sized cock in me, maybe I would enjoy it more." said Mady on her knees patting my bottom and nether regions dry.

"Well you might, or, speaking from experience, you might not. An obedient, well trained man can give his wife, or her maid, far more pleasure with his tongue than even the best endowed, unbroken, man can. It is really all a matter of the symbolism and, frankly, desire. I will occasionally want to feel a bit full and there is nothing easier than having elliot lie with his hands under his bottom while I give him a good seeing to. You should certainly try it. But it has been years since I have let him get on top of me. That is not his position." I said stepping into my panties and letting Mady draw them up my legs.

"I might try that ma'am. Do you come that way?"

"Rarely. But once I have enjoyed his little cock for a while I just turn around and take full advantage of the female superior position. Have you had him service your backdoor? He is really very good at it and he can make his tongue hard enough to slide right in you. If you haven't tried you should. But once he's been in your backdoor make him rinse before you let him anywhere near your pussy. I usually just send him off to his corner and finish myself. The point being that we have plenty of sex. Or, more exactly, I have plenty of sex which is how a well run female led marriage should be. Sex as often as I want it."

"Isn't it terribly frustrating for Sir?" asked Mady.

"Of course it is, and all the more so with your perky little nipples getting all hard whenever there is a draft. Plus, of course, his little microdose of Viagra to stiffen him up. And that is exactly how it should be. A man in chastity should be reminded of his emasculation regularly. He is not like other men. His cock is under lock and key. He is allowed to long to have sex, be filled with lust, desperately want to come as other men do rather than being milked occasionally or having his wife's maid peg him just for fun. But he can't. And that makes him more obedient, more docile, more attentive and, frankly, much more attractive." I said.

"So you like him to be horny all the time?" said Mady.

"Well, men are aren't they. They waste a good deal of time and attention thinking about sex. But once you lock a man up, whip him regularly and make him pleasure you when you feel like pleasure, instead of thinking about sex, he thinks about you. He thinks about how he might please you enough to be let out of his cage, even if it is just for strokes with no chance of actually coming. It takes a while but, eventually, a really well trained man keeps his sexual interest but understands and accepts that he will never again be allowed to express it. Now he'll be all about his wife and her pleasure."

"He is certainly attentive when he goes down on me." said Mady blushing slightly.

"As he should be. Most men are lucky, as they get older, to have one woman to pleasure. elliot has two. He can't believe his luck. Now let's get those stockings on. We have the altar guild for lunch at noon. You'll be serving and, much as I enjoy your day uniform, I fear you will have to change as well. Can't frighten the horses."

Mady bent to her task of sliding the stockings up my legs and fastening the six garter tabs. She was learning.

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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.  

A Conversation with my Maid

Well, I must say that it was delightful to have elliot a few days ago. I tease him about his little cock but, honestly, once in a while it is just the right size for my pleasure. And he was such a good boy with his nightie up over his hips and his ball stretcher gleaming as I took him.

When Mady was bathing me afterwards I could tell she was very, very excited.

"So he really cannot ejaculate unless his nipples are pinched?" Mady asked as she soaped my back.

"Oh, I am sure he could if he really tried. But he knows he would be severely punished if he did. You've been in our little punishment cupboard. Would you do something which had you in there for, say, a few hours?"

"No ma'am. I would rather be caned." said Mady quite sincerely.

"Well, elliot knows that if he ejaculates without the permission his nipples being pinched gives him he'll be caned hard and put in the closet for at least twelve hours. So he doesn't. Ever." I stood up and Mady began to dry me with a wonderfully fluffy towel.

"Do you think you will ever let him ejaculate in you?"

"Probably not Mady. But I have changed my mind before. The point about being in charge of your marriage is it is entirely your decision. As I have told you, there is only one sexuality in our marriage: mine. I do what I want, elliot does what he is told."

"Yes ma'am." said Mady holding my night dress for me to slip into.

"Most men, even alphas like elliot, need a very firm hand if they are going to be productive and happy. They need to focus on their work. Unfortunately, most wives entirely fail to train and temper their husbands. They don't now how or they are worried that their husband will not accept his place. But, as you have seen, it is not terrifically difficult to train a man if you are willing to be firm from the outset. Honestly, I started late."

"Yes ma'am. I know that if I get married I will start well before the wedding day. Will you let me get married?"

"I hadn't thought of that Mady. You are pledged to us for one more year and then you are entirely released from your oaths. So, marriage? That will be up to you." I said pulling on my wrap.

"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.

"And when would you think that should be?" I asked, curious at this lovely girl's complete submission.  

"Well, whenever you decided of course ma'am. But if you asked me I would say in a couple of years. Right now I am still learning and I am very much enjoying being your maid and working on my writing. I have one more thing I want to write and that will, I expect, take about three years. Then I'll be ready."

"Let me think about all this Mady." I said. "I will give you your answer when you renew your vows which will be very soon."

"Thank you ma'am." said Mady dropping a deep curtsy. "I am sure you will make the right decision for me."

It is, frankly, an interesting dilemma. I have no doubt that Mady is completely sincere and would be delighted to become my...what? Slave? No. I don't want slaves. Other women might but it is not something I am interested in. But if not that then what? I walked back to the bedroom where elliot still stood, erect, in his corner. I had Mady lock him in a nice longline girdle. Wouldn't want him to think he was going to come.

And so to bed. Mady had given me a lot to think about.

Quite a Year

A little later today I will be releasing my lovely elliot from his cock cage. Still later, when I have dressed for cocktails and New Year's celebrations I will be giving him more than his regular dose of Viagra. I am not entirely sure what I want to do to celebrate the New Year but it is always nice to have elliot at the ready. Later he will be locked in his steel cock cage for the first time and, for extra fun, I will be attaching the first of his scrotum weights to see how he adjusts. It is quite light weight so it should not be too uncomfortable. But he will positively clank if he is not wearing his girdle. (Which might be fun when he reads the Lesson in Church on Sunday.)

There were two huge events in our lives this year. First, I made the decision that elliot would be in a cock cage by default. While I let him out for much of the summer the fact is that he was caged for at least 300 of the last 365 days.

I have written more than I thought I would about the Gift of Male Chastity and, I suspect, elliot and I may publish a book on the subject in the early New Year. In retrospect, other than taking on the leadership of our marriage as a whole, putting elliot in chastity is one of the best decisions I have ever made. I am quite serious when I say that any dominant wife should consider the benefits of taking full charge of her husband's sexuality. And, as I know many submissive husbands and unpartnered submissive males read this site, I strongly suggest that you ask your wives to put you in a chastity cage - or place yourself in a cage - as soon as possible. Now that good silicone cock cages cost as little as $25.00 from Amazon it is a small price for a potentially life changing device.

The second huge event was obviously the arrival of Mady, my maid. What a delightful girl. She has become part of our family by contract, initiation and sacred oath. But, as important as all that, Mady is the perfect servant. She works hard, is, mostly, obedient and understands our Female Led Marriage. As I write she is supervising ellot's exercise which, I suspect, is rather more fun for her than it is for him.

Best of all, Mady seems able to instinctively switch from her role as my maid, to her role as our maid and on to her position as female and therefore elliot's sexual superior without any loss of her own servanthood. This is quite a feat for such a young woman. She will make a lucky man a very good wife someday, but not too soon.

I am so looking forward to the New Year and wish all my readers a grand 2016.

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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."

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."

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Formal Occasions

"So Mady you seem to be very comfortable working for us and we are thoroughly enjoying your service." I said as Mady was helping me into a very pretty girdle.

"Thank you Madam. It does seem to be working out well. I enjoy the work, I have lots of time for my own writing and I very much like both you and Sir." said Mady zipping me up.

"No trouble with elliot I trust." I said knowing the answer.

"None at all Madam. I think he enjoys dressing me a little more than he should and I have been allowing him a few little liberties. But as he is always in his little cage I am not at all worried. Plus you are absolutely right: he prefers to be told what to do rather than making many decisions for himself."

"Over the years, Mady, I have found a lot of men prefer to leave decisions to their wives. It certainly suits me. I like elliot to focus has energy and his very good brain on business. But when he leaves his study I want him to understand he simply needs to do what he is told." I said stepping into a stocking Mady held open for me. There was a slight snag/ "We're going to have to pay some attention to those nails."

"Yes Madam."

"Speaking of which, you should know that elliot does a very competent pedicure. Entirely up to you of course; but I think you'll find I have trained him very well."

"Thank you Madam. I had actually been wondering about how my own grooming could be done. We are a long way out of town."

"We are Mady and I assure you that elliot is pretty skillful. Not a woman's touch of course; but he is very gentle. You might want him to attend to you before this weekend."

"Yes Ma'am. Any particular reason?" asked Mady fastening my garter tab.

"There is Mady. This long weekend we are going to formally accept your service. I had thought of a year's bond but, realistically, if you are willing, I would prefer two. That will give you plenty of time to complete your thesis."

"Excellent Madam. We'd talked about a year but I think you are right, two makes more sense. I have had a chance to read the bond."

"Pretty feudal isn't it?"

"Very much so Madam. But I have to say that it seems to bind you and elliot as much as it does me." Mady clipped my other stocking.

"It does. There is, of course, a regular contract for employment which we'll sign on Friday; but the indenture will be the promise we each make to each other. So, of course, it covers more than the normal employer/employee matters. The old law of master and servant is part of it. Plus, on Sunday, we'll take a short trip to Church to have it blessed and sworn in the eyes of God. It is more than a little old fashioned but I think the formality is important. We live in a very casual world but the bond between Mistress and Maid is as old as time."

"Very good Madam. If you would just step into your dress." Mady said as she held my cocktail dress, unzipped, for me to wear. "I have to say I was impressed with the balance. These days if you work for someone they get your labour but they only have the obligation to pay for it. Your bond pays attention to a lot of other things."

"It has to Mady. You will live under our roof, obey our rules; it is only fair that we take care of all your needs. We certainly want your labour but we also want your loyalty. There are old customs which, while rather quaint, are based on how people actually live. Our indenture is about those customs and, on Saturday night, we will accept your promises of obedience, service and respect. And we will give ours of care, guidance and discipline. And now for cocktails."