Morning Pleasures

One of the most delightful moments in my day is when, having woken up, had Mady serve coffee in bed and having sent elliot to his corner, I contemplate what I would enjoy. Most mornings a second cup of coffee and a relaxing bath before dressing is exactly what I want. But some mornings, like today, I am in the mood for a my dear elliot's oral attentions.

Even in his cock cage elliot is a remarkably sexual creature and, for the past couple of years, I have directed almost all his sexual attention to becoming really, really good orally. As any woman will tell you, it is difficult to teach a man how to lick and suck well because, I am afraid, most men are in too much of a hurry to get to what they regard as the main event.

Here, of course, is where a long term female led relationship is so perfect. elliot knows his sexual urges don't matter at all. He knows that is not changing. He knows that his little cock is going to stay in its cage for months on end because I don't want him distracted. (I had thought Mady might ask for his key but she tells me she is quite content without...poor elliot. And speaking of Mady, she complimented me a few days ago on the fact that elliot's oral technique with her is proof practice makes perfect. She is such a clever girl to compliment me and not elliot. She knows it's the trainer who deserves the credit.)

For a man in elliot's position being allowed to lick my pussy and, delicately, suck on my hard little clitty is nearly always the closest thing to sex he'll have. He almost always gets a really agonizing hard on when he is licking me. This morning I wanted to lie back and watch his head bobbing up and down as he moved me towards orgasm. Some days I prefer to kneel over him so I can lower my pussy over his face, but this morning I was delciously wet and I wanted him to concentrate on my clitoris which is easier to do when I am on my back.

For many women asking for sex is complicated by the fact that their boyfriend or husband has to be in the mood as well. I have no such complications. I just, conversationally, said to my humble husband "That's enough time in your corner, come here and lick my pussy." I spread my legs and he got to work. This morning I had him lick me right to orgasm which happens about a third of the time. The rest of the time, once he has obediently brought me close I send him back to his corner and finish in privacy. Often with my hand. However, some mornings, I will tell elliot to warm up my favorite vibrator while he is licking me. Then, when I send him back to his corner he will hear a pleasing hum.

Whether I come in his mouth or with my hand or vibe, I have trained elliot to be ready to lick me clean and then dry when I am done. I love to watch him taking the moisutre from my clit and lips and swallowing as he goes. I make sure to praise him for giving me my pleasure and, if he is very lucky, I will squeeze his big, full balls or pinch his nipples a little to remind him of his place. A place he loves.

Teasing

While it is perfectly open to a dominant wife to simply lock her husband in his chastity cage and forget his cock and his desires, where is the fun in that?

There are many possible objectives in keeping your husband chaste. With younger men in particular, simply exercising control over their sexuality will tend to make them more attentive and, usually, more obedient. Good things in themselves. However, as chastity goes on for a while, a month or two, a well-trained husband will realize that he is never getting out of his cage except when you decide, for your own reasons, to let him out.

I had been training elliot for years before I decided to put his cock in a cage and, even then, I was not sure I had made the right decision. Here's the problem: because he was already chaste on the honour system, the cage might have drawn too much attention to his cock. Now, more or less by fluke, I ordered a soft silicone cage which turns out to have a numbing, deadening effect on his actual cock. elliot tells me that  wearing his cock cage is, after a day or two of adjustment, like having his cock isolated from the regular stimulations of day to day life. Leave aside the fact his erections are mildly uncomfortable, the fact is that he simply does not get the physical sensations he had been used to since puberty.

I have upped his micro dose of Viagra  which certainly keeps him at the ready; but I also realized that he needed a good deal of teasing if he was going to remain in that lovely state of wistful longing which I enjoy. Teasing is great fun and even more fun now that we have a pretty young maid.

While I always dress demurely, now that Fall is here, I am back to wearing pretty stockings and either a lacy, but firm garterbelt or a nice firm girdle. Stocking tops are a constant thrill for elliot and I make a point of flashing mine often. Similarily, like most men, elliot cannot get enough of my breasts and now Mady's. Once in a while, I'll leave a couple of buttons undone on a blouse so he can see my pretty bra. Or I will dispense with my bra altogether and let him enjoy my often erect nipples.

Mady's day uniform offers ample opportunity for her stocking tops to be seen and, from time to time, I will instruct her to dispense with her bra for elliot's further teasing. Her evening uniforms are all designed to be worn with cupless corsetry or quarter cup shelf bras so her nipples are unconstrained as she serves cocktails or dinner. And, here again, I will occasionally instruct her to wear one of the more revealing uniforms of an evening. elliot knows that he may look but must not touch without express invitation or instruction.

Of course, corseting Mady each evening - and, apparently, providing oral attentions several times a week, keeps elliot on edge. And, as the days shorten and the nights grow colder, I find that I have the dear man bring me to my edge before being sent to his corner, far more often.

And, of course, there are the delights of playing with his nipples which are, after even a week or two in chastity, enormously sensitive. A few caresses and a good, sharp, pinch leaves his adorable little nipples nearly as hard as his caged cock.

Mady has taken to giving him a little spanking almost every day after he's dressed her. This is in addition to her now regular conditioning canings. She is, I am delighted to say, discovering the joys of feminine superiority in private life.

The ultimate tease, of course, is actually letting elliot out of his little cage and giving him a set number of strokes in my pussy before locking him back up. It is a lovely sensation to have his steel hard little cock  slide into me a dozen times and then pushing down on his hips and sending him to his corner to unstiffen as I bring myself to orgasm. I come and he's locked back in his cage. He hates it. but loves it at the same time. Mady has yet to ask for the key though she is very interested in the idea of strokes. I think she wants to be entirely sure elliot will obey her as completely as he obeys me before taking this next step. Which I think is an excellent idea.

So, my dear, submissive husband, locked tight in his little cage, cannot complain of any sort of neglect. Quite the contrary. He is having  altogether too much feminine attention without the slightest chance to relieve his sexual tension.

Just as it should be.

Further Advice on Male Chastity

In position

My last post on running a female led marriage and keeping one's husband chaste seems to have been well received. However, a couple of people have asked about the discomfort caused by my sweet husband's cock cage.

I am sure elliot would have a different perspective but his views are not really a consideration. Which is really the point. A soft silicone chastity device - like any other non-belt chastity device - is largely symbolic. The mild discomfort which it may cause from time to time is actually a feature rather than a bug. With proper hygine elliot's device can be worn continuosly for weeks at a time.

With a young maid around the house I prefer elliot to be locked up at all times. If, for some reason, I want his little cock, or Mady does, it is easy enough to unlock him. He spent much of the summer uncaged and I don't think it did him any harm. But it did not do him any good either. Locking him back up for the Fall and Winter has actually improved his attitude.

The real point of keeping a husband in chastity is to remind him that he has no sexual rights whatsoever. I think elliot had accepted that before I locked him up but the cage makes this express rather than implicit.

The one concern I had in locking elliot in his chastity cage was that it was drawing a bit too much attention to his cock. As it happens, once he is locked in, after a couple of days his little cock is largely isolated and cushioned from any physical stimulation. While he tells me he occassionally has a pinching situation when the skin works its way into the device and is squeezed, his cock itself is padded and unable to recieve much by way of external sensation.

Of course, when he gets hard, either because Mady or I tease him or in the early morning when most healthy men have errections, he experiences quite a lot of discomfort. But relative to a good whipping, this discomfort is minimal and he bears it without complaint.

The key thing is he knows that his cock is locked up because I want it locked up. I want him to be devoid of sensation between his legs, without the distractions a cock seems to carry for men. And, of course, I want him to be looking to me for any sort of sexual relief.

I don't think it does ay good to lock up a man's cock for a day or even a weekend. If a dominant wife decides to lock down her husband's cock, after a breaking in period, locked should be his default state. If he knows that he is going to be locked and stay locked, it leaves him free to concentrate on obeying, and from time to time, pleasing his wife.

Which is how it should be.

Advice for FLR/male chastity Beginners

A Wife's Work is Never Done

I received this charming letter a day or two ago.

Good afternoon Miss Hanna,

Hope you're doing well.

We are moving along with our FLR quite well. I've had my lovely wife read a few of your blog post. She is not to keen on spanking/caning me for punishments. She is trying to figure out another type of system. Will see how that progresses.

We received our cock cage we ordered from your Amazon page. Love the softness and lightness of it. I have a couple metal ones and this is much more comfortable.

Couple of questions regarding it.

1. What type of lubricant does he use to slide it on? I've used a lotion and I've tried lube. Any other suggestions?

2. My wife is hesitant to keep me in Mine for long periods. Right now it's on from when I rise till we got to bed. She is concerned that I might effect the size of penis and that there could be a number of other complications.

Appreciate any advice/tips you can provide.

I wrote back,

Dear X,

How lovely of you to write. Specific questions first.

elliot is not allowed to use lubricant for his cage. What we have found works well is to fit the cage after a cold shower or - where I want it on immediately - after immersing his cock - but not testicles - in ice water for a few minutes. (We keep his balls out because they have a nasty tendency to retract right into his body if exposed to ice water very long - something your wife may want to think about by way of punishment.) As well, elliot has found that the slit in the front of the cage will admit two fingers allowing him to pinch his little cock head and pull it up to where it belongs.

I keep elliot locked for weeks at a time. It has had no appreciable effect on his little cock. It was small to begin with and remains small. That is one of the great advantages of the silicone cage, it really can be left on more or less permanently. Of course, hygiene is important but elliot showers and bathes in his device without any difficulty. You may, however, want to upgrade the lock as the cheap Chinese ones which come with the cage can rust. I make a point of never telling elliot how long he will be locked up and he is now reconciled to rarely being allowed out.

I was very much like your wife when I started. I just could not imagine using a cane or a bathbrush on elliot no matter how much he deserved it. What I did not realize then but do now is that a well whipped husband is a happy husband.

When we were first starting I didn't really understand that elliot has a deep need to be obedient and disciplined. He actually gets quite cranky when I have not whipped him for a week or two. And it is important to actually hit a decent level of pain. Two dozen half hearted strokes with the cane really don't scratch elliot's itch. Much better to warm him up a little and then really put my arm into it. A half dozen strokes which produce real welts ensure that he gets the full benefit of his punishments.

Women tend to be very gentle by nature and it does not come naturally to them to properly correct their husbands. All I can say to your wife is that practice makes perfect and you get better at correcting your husband by doing so regularly. A good whipping weekly, whether he deserves it or not, will let you get over your perfectly reasonable reluctance.

And, of course, Tad, as a locked man in loving submission to his wife, you need to ask to be punished. At our house we follow a modified Spencer Spanking Plan. That link will explain it. We have modified it in the sense that only elliot is whipped.

Now, as you know reading out blogs, I am a big believer in corner time as well as whippings as required. It takes just a second to pop off my panties and send elliot to a corner for a little mindfulness time. Best of all, the world is filled with corners and, even at a party or at a neighbour's if I think elliot needs correction I can, discretely send him for a time out in the washroom. Best of all, I can say, right out loud, "If you keep that up you're going to the corner" and no one need be the wiser. Because people never actually think it means what it so clearly does.

Your wife might also consider making you wear panties or a girdle or, indeed, a bra and girdle. Nothing puts a man more firmly in his place than good, firm, foundations. For quick corrections, a set of nipple clips are very handy. If you don't have any try out a few alternatives - clothes pegs will work, the plastic are more intense than the wood - so will bulldog clips but make sure you put plenty of nipple in the clip to spread the force. A little imagination can create all sorts of fun.

And that is a key thing: leading a marriage should be fun both in the bedroom and outside. To tell the truth, once I took control both out lives improved a lot. And, frankly, since elliot has been in his chastity pretty much full time, our sex life - well my sex life really - has been much better. Now I can have elliot get to work for my pleasure without giving a thought to reciprocating. He is grateful to be allowed to rub my feet or massage my back until I tell him to stop. And he really does scoot off to his corner when I want to have an orgasm in private. Which I do, often.

So let you wife read this letter and see how you make out. Keep me posted and if your wife has any questions she is welcome to write.

Enjoy!

Hannah

The Man in Your Life

Mady has been reading around the internet about female led relationships. I encourage her. She often discusses what she reads with me as she is dressing me for cocktails.

"Ma'am, I very much enjoy the LadiesonTop blog by Lady A." she said last evening.

"So do I Mady, when I have a chance to read it."

"But I was a bit confused with Lady A's last post about "The Natural Order". There was a graphic there with a picture of a girl in business clothes and a guy in a cock cage and a collar standing by a stove. The caption was something like, "She is a successful career woman, he is a piece of property kept at home naked and chaste, to cook. clean and satisfy his female owners sexual needs" I don't like the sounds of that." said Mady beginning to lace up my corset.

"Neither do I Mady. But different women like to led their marriages in different ways plus, different women have different material to work with. If you are silly enough to marry a beta male who is submissive because he really has no other choice, you might think about keeping him barefoot and in the kitchen - but I can't imagine that would be much fun. I mean why would you marry at all if that was all that was available?"

"Yes. Ma'am. But I think women your age had a lot more choice. Most of the men I met in university were so, I don't know, weak? I mean they had no idea what they wanted to do, who they were. It was one of the reasons I spent most of my time with girls. At least I wasn't disappointed. Breath in Ma'am." Mady pulled the ribbons of my corset a little tighter that I wanted but I knew there would be a little give.

"You might very well be right Mady. The fact is that elliot was and is very much the alpha male type. Even though I keep him locked up and chaste, it took my years to first of all realize that was what I wanted and then lead him to the position he is in now. It was a bit of a tightrope. Because I want his complete sexual submission but I don't want him to be any less aggressive in the business world or any less interested in his books or his wine or, frankly, women as sexual creatures. I read on the net and a lot of the time I wonder why some of the dominant wives don't simply have their husbands castrated and have done with it."

"But that isn't what you want Ma'am. And if you could lift your foot for this stocking." said Mady.

"It most certainly isn't. Let me ask you Mady, when elliot dresses you is he indifferent to you sexually?"

"No Ma'am. Quite the opposite. And often, when he has the opportunity, he'll slide a hand up my skirt or down my blouse just for fun."

"Exactly. Now, if he is more active than you'd like you know you can tell me and he'll be whipped and, in a little while, you will be whipping him yourself; but not so he'll stop wanting to grab your pretty little bottom or tweak your nipples; rather to ensure he knows he will be punished for his impertinence. I like him to be interested. And, of course, he is."

"Yes he is Ma'am. Very." said Mady.

"Is he being a pest." I asked in case there was any cause for concern.

"No Ma'am. Other foot if you could Ma'am. He basically responds to my provocation. Some days I just want to do my job, other days I like a little attention. And it certainly isn't hard to get your husband to pay attention."

"No. And I want to keep it that way which is one of the reasons I like having you around. He's perfectly harmless in his little cock cage. So we both can tease when we want to without his having the slightest chance to get out of hand. I wanted a "well tempered" husband, not a eunuch." I said as Mady knelt behind me to fasten my back garter tabs.

"I understand that Ma'am. Which is why you are never worried about his taking liberties with me...or me with him."

"Exactly right Mady. I want my husband to be sexually on edge. More than a little frustrated most of the time. I like his little cock hard a lot of the time. The little doses of Viagra are wonderful, but the testosterone is all his own. A manly man who is well trained and obedient is a great deal more fun than some sort of slavish man who is devoted because he has no other options. elliot loves his submission and his obedience but every day he makes a choice because he has a choice."

"I see Ma'am; but have you ever thought of turning him into even more of a wife than he is now?" asked Mady holding my cocktail dress for me to step into.

"For a second or two occasionally. But, truth to tell, I don't want a wife. I want a chaste, sexually obedient, husband who loves me, will care for me and protect me. Who loves to go and make lots of money and bring it home and give it to me. Who brings me flowers and buys me pretty things. Of course, I want him perfectly mannered. But, most of all, I want a real man who accepts his position and my own." I said as Mady zipped up my dress and went to fetch my pretty gray heels.

"I think I understand Ma'am. But I suspect I'll have a hard time finding a man like that."

"Perhaps, Mady, but after you have been in my service for a few years, you will know exactly what you want and you will have a very good idea of what it takes to train the sort of man you might want to have. You are on the right track when you say your husband will be married to you in a cage. And, were I you, I would have him promise to obey in your vows. I'm sorry I didn't when I married elliot. You'll know better."

"Yes, thank you Ma'am. I'll go and see to the cocktails." said Mady with a low curtsey. "I have a lot to learn."

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Bathing

I must admit I had not really thought through the implications of having a ladies maid. Especially not one with Mady's eagerness and sense of play. I like to take a bath around four in the afternoon. It ends my day and I can change into something pretty for cocktails and dinner. I have been collecting clothes and lingerie for years. Beautiful things, usually vintage, but sometimes new. During the summer, I dress quite simply: skirts, dresses with pretty, loose lingerie: tap panties, camisoles. Pretty silk slips under sheer cotton antique tea dresses. I will, occasionally, wear a light, summer, corset for cocktails; but from June to September, comfort is my watchword.

That in mind, Mady's ladies maid duties were really very simple. I go upstairs for my bath which she draws to the temperature I like and, in theory, as I bathed, she laid out a couple of outfits for me to choose from and put away my day clothes. My lingerie would go in a basket for her to hand wash. In practice, well in practice Mady is a little minx. She loves to "help" undress me which is awfully silly as there are really no fastenings which need a maid's assistance. But, in fact, she just likes touching me and I find I rather enjoy being touched. She'll finish undressing me and, before handing me my wrap, will often suggest a bit of grooming or a quick touch up of my toenail polish or, and this is quite recent, a pleasing pre-bath massage. She is an untrained but enthusiastic masseuse. And she is a cross between very gentle and mildly provocative.

Then, bath time. Mady is just out of sight rinsing out my smalls and it is the easiest thing in the world to ask her to "do my back". When I am done I call her and she arrives with a glorious fluffy towel and gets to work. She is very, very through. She also will bring a little pair of scissors and a razor to ensure that my grooming is faultless. I have never liked the bare Brazillian look - I am not twelve - not am I a fan of the landing strip. But I like to stay trimmed so that elliot can enjoy his duties. Before I had Mady there were all manner of complications with mirrors and such like. Now she takes care of it all.

Three times a week, before my bath, Mady washes my hair which is one of life's great luxuries. Unhurried, gentle, easy. And my hair has never looked better. I encourage Mady to chat as she works. She's very bright. A couple of days ago, as we were waiting for the conditioner to set, Mady asked,

"Do you mind that I have elliot go down on me?"

"Of course not Mady. It keeps him interested and in practice. Actually, I have been surprised you have not asked for his key. You are welcome to it you know."

"Thank you Ma'am I do know. And I suspect I will ask when the weather is a little cooler."

"Well you should. He is actually very well trained and while his little cock is not a maiden's delight, he has plenty of stamina. And, of course, he will never come without your express permission. And a well pinched nipple."

"Yes Ma'am. I know. But, for the time being, I much prefer him in that cute little black cage. I think I am a bit like you, Ma'am. I like to feel a man's cock in me, if at all, a few times a year. But unless they are as well trained as your husband....well, you know how men are. Once they have it they want it again."

"Quite right Mady; but not elliot. Oh, he loves being allowed in me. Even for a few strokes. But he is well trained and it does take quite a lot of discipline before a man is really docile enough to be trusted to think only of your pleasure and his obedience." I said thinking of the canings it had taken before elliot accepted his position. "Elliot tells me you have decided that if you marry you are going to have your husband caged at the ceremony. I wish I had."

"Well, until I met you and saw how your marriage worked I must admit that I was not planning on marrying at all. Just have a girlfriend and leave it there. But a well trained, submissive husband might be a better alternative." said Mady.

"I think so but, then again, I very much like men."

"I know Ma'am. I think I do too. But there has always been the sex thing which I have to say, until elliot initiated me, I never particularly enjoyed."

"But you enjoyed elliot's little cock?"

"Yes ma'am. Very much."

"Have you thought about why?" I asked genuinely curious.

"It seemed so small, so in control. Even when he went into my backdoor - and I have never had a cock there Ma'am - I felt that between us we were in charge. And that made it all so much gentler. I knew if you told him to stop he would."

"Of course he would Mady. He knows that if he disobeys me I will give him a caning he'll remember for a month."

"Yes Ma'am and you were caning him as he took me."

"I was, but not very hard. More a reminder than anything else. But I think I see why you have not asked for the key. You are not sure he would, when it come to the point, do as he was told if I was not there."

"Oh I am sure he would Ma'am. Pretty sure."

"So am I; but your instincts may be right. After all, as I said, it took a long time and a lot of fairly severe treatment with the cane and the bathbrush before I was certain of his obedience. Of course there is really only one thing for it."

"What Ma'am?"

"Poor elliot. You are going to have to start disciplining him regularly."

"He spends plenty of time in his corner Ma'am."

"Not the same thing at all. Nor is the fact he knows that if you report any bad behaviour I will correct it instantly. No, he needs to know that you can swing the cane. Or the bathbrush. He hates the bathbrush and I made more progress in one good session with the brush than I would in three or four with the cane. Of course, I was less expert with the cane then." I said, "So what I think we should do - before you take the key - is have you administer a few good hard whippings. elliot will not like this a bit but he loves any sort of penetrative sex he's allowed and a pretty young girl? There are very few men who could resist and my husband's certainly not one of them. We'll keep him caged for the moment. I want to think about this but I suspect that some time over your knee with the bathbrush and more time under the cane and he will be absolutely obedient in bed...if that's what you want. And it would probably be good for him in any event. Let me think about it. And I have just the cane in mind for you to use."

"Yes Ma'am. But, other than at my interview, I have never really whipped a man."

"Oh, well you saw how easy it is but I will teach you. This might be quite fun. Well not so much for elliot but that is the submissive husband's position. The point is that after you have whipped him a few times, especially when you have done it on your own, elliot will accept the fact that you are completely in charge. At that point you'll be able to do what you like without any worries about "disobedience". And, of course, he'll know that if you have cause to correct him, he will be getting the same and more from me."

"Yes Ma'am. Now lean back and I will rinse your hair."

"Thank you Mady."

"Thank you Ma'am."

It is going to be an interesting Fall.

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Hannah's New FemDom Romance The Ice Cream Man The Art of the Maid Dominant Woman  Feminine Superiority in Art Obedient Husband  Female Led Marriage for Loving Couples

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A Lazy Summer Coming to an End

Well, at last that naughty husband of mine has finished the account of my maid Mady's initiation into my service. I say "my maid" because the Covenant she made and the Oath which she swore before God were to me. I had considered involving elliot but watching Mady take charge of my delightful husband I realized that while my dear submissive man might well discipline my maid, he should have no authority over her. Quite the opposite in fact. And so it has been over this long, hot summer.

I could have kept elliot in his little cock cage for the summer but it is a bit sticky and not fun to swim in. Especially as I have elliot swim lengths in the lake every day to improve his physique. If there is one thing I will not put up with it is flabby men. And he is of an age where he needs to exercise. For similar reasons, unless he does something requiring correction, I rarely whip him in the summer time. I am accurate with my cane but a welt below his swimming trunks might reduce his inclination to take his exercise. I swim regularly myself but I also enjoy taking a picnic and a good book and watching elliot.

Of course this summer we have had the delight of my maid. I had thought that she might prefer to work on her thesis in the early afternoons when we go to the beach and gave her that option.

"No ma'am, if it is all the same to you I would like to serve you there as well as at home. I am taking a little break from my thesis while this weather holds."

So when it has been sunny we have - or rather Mady has - packed the picnic basket, grabbed our lovely beach umbrella and headed to the lake. A three block walk. elliot carries the umbrella and basket, Mady my beach bag and her own. As elliot swims she sets up our little encampment under a spreading maple. She usually wears a little sun dress and a maillot underneath. I do not permit her to wear a bikini in public and she tans a little naked on her balcony at home. I like her in retro look swimwear and ordered her three pretty, but very modest, swimsuits. When she has finished setting us up and has laid out lunch she cursies to me and, with my permission, pulls the sundress over her head and goes off duty. I have not the slightest idea what our neighbours at the beach think of this ritual. I do know that Mady has atttracted more than a little male attention with her tiny waist, long tanned legs and high, firm, breasts. Which is fine by me. While I am, at least, twenty years older than Mady, I attract my fair share.

Even "off duty" Mady sees it as her place to serve me. Everything from very gently rubbing sunscreen into my skin to keeping my water glass filled from the thermos. She takes care of elliot too and has a positive gift for teasing the poor man. I have never seen a girl so adept at flashing her nipples or accidentally running her hand up his thigh. And, if no one is looking, she is quite capable of grabbing his little cock and stroking it through his swim trunks until he is sporting a little erection. "Time for a swim, Sir. Walk of shame time." Poor elliot, I suspect he might long for his cage occasionally. But, no matter, it's fun to watch Mady tease him and I know, because he has told me, that he very much appreciates his luck.

So we swam and read and idled - well elliot was busy with work - and the summer slipped away. We'd leave the beach around four and would convene for cocktails at six. I usually worked on my book for an hour. Somewhere in that time Mady would shower and elliot would go and dress her and perform whatever services she required. Mady's summer evening uniform is extremely simple: a white cotton chemise with matching panties, a summer weight underbust corset, then a sheer peasant blouse and a very simple cotton skirt. Low heeled sandals complete the outfit. She will serve cocktails in this and add an apron for the kitchen and dinner service. It is modest, pretty and looks summery.

We'll go on living on summer rules for a while, at least until Labour Day. However, elliot has been locked up for the past week and I doubt I will be letting him out of his little cock cage for a while. I find being locked up focuses him. Now that we have Mady his own duties have changed. I want him to work hard and be very attentive to me. The distraction of a pretty, nubile, young girl are certainly evident but our morning routines have not changed other than the fact that he goes to his corner without making coffee. Of course he is not allowed to "have" Mady, any more than he is allowed to "have" me, without my express permission. And, to add a little fun to the mix, I have told them both that only Mady can ask for that permission. So far she hasn't. Though she tells me that elliot is wonderfully adept with his tongue. Absolutely her business as far as I am concerned.

An easy summer is a pleasure; but in the Fall the discipline of my house will tighten. The Lady of the House has her standards and it is all too easy to just relax. That does my darling husband no good and, now that I have the training and discipline of my maid to consider, I have an obligation to maintain my standards. Which, all things considered, I am very much looking forward to.