Kay will discipline Harold if his performance is not satisfactory but other than their occasional corporal punishment sessions, the only other D&S activity they engage in is Kay controlling Harold’s sexual release. Harold wears a male chastity device all of the time and Kay holds the key. As a reward for excellent domestic service (usually rendered no more than once or twice a month) Kay will unlock Harold’s privates and allow him to masturbate (wearing the mandatory condom) while he kneels and kisses her feet. That is the only physical contact between them. They are never intimate on any level.

Kay is not the first woman whom Harold has served in such a capacity. Harold was the domesticated servant of a woman named Audrey for ten years. Harold actually lived with Audrey for the majority of that time. Audrey was not married but Harold was never intimate with her. Audrey had another submissive who was her sexual servant but Harold was her domestic servant. Audrey did engage in many D&S activities with Harold with a strong emphasis on strict discipline as she trained Harold in the ways of proper domesticated servitude.

I knew I could not be intimate with Lady Audrey and I know I will never be intimate with Ms Kay, and I like that. I enjoy serving women with no expectation of receiving sexual favors in return. Having my orgasms controlled by a woman provides me with my sexual excitement.

Whatever the reason, I began belittling and berating him for his pathetic efforts at finding a new job. The fact that he didn’t fight back just made me bolder. Since he was home, I assigned him chores so that he could at least do something to help out the family. He was too sheepish to object and I was too sharp-tongued to put up with any resistance, especially once I discovered that I really liked bossing him around. The day I ordered him to hand wash my lingerie, and he did, I knew that things were never going back to the way they had been.”

“I complained about the way the house looked. Nothing was ever right for me. Although I was earning about what my husband had, I decided that we no longer had enough money to afford the weekly cleaning woman. He was just going to have to pick up the slack. I constantly reminded him that it was I who was saving the family from financial ruin and that he could at least keep up the home. My husband was working like mad to meet my increasingly difficult demands, doing much more than I ever did as a homemaker. He just took to it and I got very comfortable with giving him instructions. Any resistance from him was met with a sharp scolding and a reminder of his failure to be a provider. He would back right down to me and I relished in my new power.”

I brought my husband up to the bedroom. I looked sexy as hell, but definitely portrayed a no-nonsense and strict demeanor. I wore a white see-through blouse over a black bra, sparkly black pantyhose and high-heeled pumps. I ordered my husband to strip. I bet he thought we were going to have sex, something that had become a rare occurrence, but I had other ideas.

Instead, I lifted up my skirt and revealed the dildo. Before he could speak, I told him that I no longer viewed him as a man in the traditional sense. I told him that I loved him and would care for him but that if he ever failed to submit to me as a servant submits to his Master, I would throw him out and divorce him. I told him that his lot in life was to be the perfect househusband and servant. I told him that access to my body would be hard earned and that if he ever failed to please me in the bedroom, I would seek other sexual partners wherever and whenever I wanted.

While generously lubing the dildo that was strapped to my waist, I told him that he had a choice, either pack up and move out or bend over the bed and spread his legs. I said that tonight was to be a ceremony of sorts, symbolizing his new status in life. He started pleading for me to reconsider but I just said to either bend over or get out. Of course he accepted the inevitable and positioned himself over the bed and waited for me, his Mistress, to take him. I did take him and I enjoyed it
immensely.

My husband is now a docile homemaker and caretaker. I believe in having weekly correction sessions. He bends over the bed naked every Thursday night and I review my list. Punishments range from a dose of the paddle to the trusty dildo.”

My husband was waiting on me in the bedroom in his required submissive position of on his knees with his head to the floor. I entered into the bedroom and gave him permission to view me with his eyes.