Part 6
I spent the morning cleaning the house from top to bottom. I couldn’t believe everything I needed to do before they got back. I started with the living room, picking up cups and bowls and any wrappers left lying around. I got out the spray and wiped down the coffee table before vacuuming the large rug that covered the floor between our L-shaped couch and chairs.
Next, I loaded up and ran the dishwasher. Next, I scrubbed several pots and pans and a few cutting boards. Then I scrubbed the sinks, wiped the counters down, and vacuumed the floor there.
I finally crashed and made myself some food, but ate quickly. There was so much to do still and I’d barely put a dent in the list. I took a moment to think it through and decided to get the laundry going because it would take the longest.
I stripped the bedsheets off of the master bed and threw them, along with the sheet I slept with, into the washer. Once it was going, I grabbed a basket to gather up all the girl’s dirty clothes. The hamper in the closet was already half full, but there were clothes all over the bedroom and bathroom.
When I found their cast aside underwear from the night before I felt a twitch down below. My cock attempted to grow inside it’s confines and I took a moment to calm down. I couldn’t help myself. I smelled Madeline’s panties and Jillian’s thong and they still held the fragrance of the night before. Jillian had a particularly sexy black lace bra I breathed into smelling her tits. I eventually gathered my senses and put the clothing aside in the laundry room to wash in the next cycle.
The bathrooms were next. I started in our’s, cleaning the mirrors, putting things away and wiping the counters off. I scrubbed the toilet before moving on to the shower and then the tub. I mopped the floor and then repeated the process in the hall bath.
I swapped the laundry over and then scanned the list again. … My heart fell in my chest. Take out the trash… Up to this point, I’d done all of the cleaning naked and cage rattling. She planned this… of course she did. That’s why she mentioned the robe.
I went into the closet and found it hanging in clear view. It was mocking me with its girly pink silk. My eyes flicked up to look at the cameras I knew we didn’t have there, and rushed to the bedroom to see the little hidden cam we installed ages ago when there were burglaries in the neighborhood. I don’t remember ever using them. They were more there in case we were robbed.
She was bluffing… She had to be. I stepped back into the closet and pulled open my underwear drawer to feel it slide open more freely than I’d expected. Looking inside, I saw all of my underwear was gone! Instead, was a note and a pair of women’s panties.
The note read, “Steve, I imagined you might be tempted to get dressed, so I put all your underwear in the trash outside. But feel free to wear these panties if your balls are too cold. Also, if you retrieve your underwear I will know you read this note, disobeying me and you will be punished. Hugs and Kisses, Madeline.”
Quickly I pulled out my pants drawer to find it empty as well. I grabbed another drawer and another, all empty.
*That bitch.*
I picked up the panties she’d left behind to examine them. They were purple, another girly color, and the back revealed it to be a thong as well. I sighed, put the underwear back in the drawer along with the note, and shut it. *Fuck.*
She was just being evil now… I grabbed the pink robe and rolled my eyes. Nope. I put it back on the hook. She had to be lying about the cameras. I went into the laundry closet and pulled out a bedsheet. I wrapped it around my waist and draped it across my shoulder like a toga. Just needed something to keep it in place.
I didn’t know where any safety pins would be or if we even had any. I tried one of my belts and that worked… kinda. Quickly, I grabbed the bathroom trash and trash from the kitchen. I opened the garage door and popped my head out. I didn’t see any neighbors outside and made a break for it, juggling one heavy bag and two little ones. I had to race around the side of the house, pop the gate to the yard open and flip the trash lid open.
This was an annoying chore fully clothed but in a toga, I struggled even more. When I raised my arm to swing the trash up and over the bin I had to let go of the piece of sheet that came up over my shoulder, revealing my naked back. When I lifted the bags up, I had to pop up on the balls of my feet, tightening my core and I felt my belt loosen.
The bedsheet fell to the ground exposing my bare ass and caged cock for anyone to see. Panicking, I dropped the bags into the can and bent down to grab the sheet. Pulling it around me, I slipped through the gate and made a dead run for the garage. Like a horrible comedy, the gate latch caught hold of the sheet and yanked it from my body. Already halfway there, I tore ass into the garage and closed the door panting. *That could have gone better.*
I wiped my feet once inside and realized I needed to mop and fast. I got the kitchen first. The living room was hardwood except for the large center rug, and the girls arrived just as I was finishing up.
The front door opened and Jillian entered first, carrying several bags in each hand. Her face was red from amusement as she smiled at me. “Having fun?”
I shrugged nervously at her and then I saw Madeline holding in her hands a dirty bed sheet. “Hello, Steve.” She held the sheet up for me to see and then looked back at it chuckling. “Or should I say, ‘Hail, Cesar?'”
My eyes looked down as I leaned on the mop for support. *I’m an idiot…*
“Cat got your tongue, dear?”
I struggled to think of anything to say but nothing came to mind. “No… Madeline.”
Her foot tapped the floor as she folded her arms in front of her. “You disobeyed me. I told you there would be a punishment in store for you if you didn’t do exactly as you were told.”
I nodded, all of my frustrations fallen to fear. “Yes, Madeline.”
“Come here,” she commanded. “And receive your punishment.”
Nervously, I stepped across the room, wet mop in hand. I eyed a small plastic bag she held outstretched and immediately I began imagining the worst.
“Take it,” she ordered flatly.
I winced as I took the bag and looked inside. A lavender bottle… shaving cream? And a woman’s razor.
Watching my expression, Jillian laughed as she put down her bags. “This was my idea.”
“You’re going to go into the bathroom and shave,” Madeline instructed. “Everywhere. Your legs, your arms, chest, back, everywhere.” She looked down her nose, “You’re to be just the way you always asked me to be. Bare everywhere. And don’t forget your face stubble.”
Also in the bag, I found some lavender moisturizer. I shook my head as her instructions slowly sunk in. I had to shave everything…
Jillian came up behind me and I felt her hand squeeze my butt. “I could help show you some tips on shaving if you like?”
My dick spasmed in its cage. “No… no, thank you. I… I think I can figure it out.”
Madeline waved me away. “Then go, shave. You have more work to do before our guests arrive.”
*Guest?* The idea of anyone seeing me like this made my chest tighten. My head hung low as I turned away.
“Don’t forget to do it in the shower,” Jillian added. “Shave, I mean.” Her smile was tantalizing, making her the good cop to Madeline’s bad cop.
I put the mop away in the laundry closet and carried the sack back with me to the bathroom. I closed the door and started pacing nervously. I’d never shaved my body before. I couldn’t remember the last time I had smooth legs.
I turned on the shower and started taking deep breathes. I took the razor out of the package. Pink… of course, it was. I climbed into the shower and resolved myself to the task at hand. I slathered one leg in shaving cream and started shaving slowly. With each swipe, mounds of hair piled up and fell to the floor. I worked my way up from my ankle to my thigh and then repeated on the other leg. The water running down my hairless legs felt weird and foreign to me.
Next, I shaved my chest, taking extra care around my nipples. Then my arms, which was really weird. The floor of the shower reminded me of a barbershop. I’d have to clean it again… My back wasn’t hairy so I only had to shave a few stray hairs on my shoulders and then the moment had come…
I covered my butt in shaving cream and started in. I was shocked at the amount of hair each pass removed. I repeated the process on my pubic region. I hadn’t seen my body like this since I was a kid. I took my time here, pulling my cage to the side and carefully removing the hair around my base. My sack was easier to shave than I thought, but the hardest part to get smooth was under my sack and between my cheeks.
After probably twenty minutes, It was done and my body was hairless. I looked like a wet seal. I got out of the shower and immediately felt the difference in how much colder my body felt. I dried off with a towel and wrapped it around my waist.
“Ready to show us the new you?” Jillian knocked.
Releasing a heavy sigh, I opened the door and saw both Madeline and Jillian were sat on the edge of the bed staring straight at me.
“Ah, boo,” Jillian called.
Madeline smiled wide as she took in my hairless chest and arms. “You took your punishment like a good boy. I may just reward you yet.” She pointed at my towel. “Show us your work.”
I reluctantly removed my towel and looked away. I could always hear the girls giggling.
“Oh that is precious,” my wife grinned.
“Did you moisturize?” Jillian asked?
I shook my head, “Not yet.”
Jillian got off the bed and went into the bathroom to retrieve the moisturizer. “You need to moisturize your whole body, Sweety. You’ll thank me later.”
I took the moisturizer from her. “Thanks…” I looked back at Madeline who had dug into her spot on the bed. Her eyes wandered up and down my body and for the first time in all the years we’d been together, I felt nervous.
Madeline raised an eyebrow. “Go ahead. We’ll wait.”
I moisturized my body making sure to hit all the spots I shaved. I felt awkward moisturizing my balls in front of them, but they never said a word. They just watched. When I finished Madeline rose off the bed.
“Even though you disobeyed me, I feel like I should reward you in taking your punishment so well.” She pulled a large plain white bag off the bed. She reached in and my breathing stopped as she dug around. “Here,” she pulled out… another cage…
This one was clear. At least it wasn’t pink.
“I got you new jewelry.” She put it right up to my crotch and another thing I immediately noticed was that it was a little smaller.
Oh god… I winced at the idea of wearing it.
“Are those tears of joy?” Madeline asked. “I’m so glad you like your new present.” A hand went up my side and pinched my nipple hard.
“Ah…” I cried.
“What do you say?” Madeline purred. “Or maybe I’m squeezing the wrong part.”
“Thank you. Thank you, Madeline.”
Her expression immediately softened. “Do you really like it?”
Nervously, I nodded. “Yes. Yes.”
My wife bounced a little. “Let me put it on you.” She looked to Jillian, who came up and hugged me from behind. Her hands wandered up and down my bare chest.
“He’s so smooth,” she exclaimed.
Madeline pulled the key out from inside her bra and slid it into the lock. With a turn and few tugs, she managed to remove the pink cage and set to work. Surprisingly, she poured some moisturizer into the palm of her hand. “You’re not allowed to get hard. And no cumming,” she warned, pointing at me. Her fingers wrapped around my free cock and began rubbing it up and down.
I moaned as I felt her hand glide up and down my shaft. It felt amazing.
Crack!
I would have bent over if Jillian hadn’t been hugging me. Madeline had slapped me hard in my balls. I sucked air as she raised her voice, “No getting hard!” I sucked more air as I felt a cold pocket encase my greased-up member followed by a pinch and click.
Looking down I could now see my limp dick compressed inside the clear device. My balls were swollen and slightly divided by the curve of the cage.
Madeline took a step back and admired her work. “You’re going have a rough night sleeping tonight.” She reached back into the bag. “We got you clothes for the party.”
We were having guests. Please let them be real men’s clothes…
She pulled out a bunch of leather straps… A harness? And two pieces of black fabric. “We got you shorts,” she said with enthusiasm. She unfolded the shorts to reveal a large hole cut in them. The “shorts” looked more like black pantyhose cut short and the entire crotch and back were missing.
Then, she held up the second piece of fabric. “A mask,” she shared. “I figured the least we could do is cover your face so our guests couldn’t identify you.”
My stomach churned.
“We’ll just tell them your Jillian’s pet.”
Jillian posed playfully with her hands on her hips and a heel cocked outward. “Can we practice? I want to make sure we can really sell it.”
Madeline looked me in the eyes as she considered the question. “I suppose, but not for long. He has more to do before tonight.”
I could feel my heart beating faster as everything was going faster in my head. It was like falling down a rabbit hole and nothing made sense anymore, it just… was. And failure to act or respond could have dire consequences I told myself, as the cold air trailed along my naked legs and arms.
“Pet? ” Jillian tried out. “Is that what we’re calling him now? I kinda enjoy calling him by name, but we can’t do that tonight,” she giggled.
“Any suggestions,” my wife asked.
“Hmmm,” the blonde looked up and to the corner in thought. “How about… Sweet Cheeks?” Her smile was accompanied by a playfully raised eyebrow.
Madeline burst into laughter, her eyes squinting and her head bobbed back and forth. She leaned back, brushing the hair from her eyes. “Oh my god, yes!” When she saw my face she turned a little red and laughed some more. “Sweet Cheeks works.”
I mouthed the name. *Sweet Cheeks? Really?* And I was immediately brought back to earth as I felt a warm soft hand caress my exposed ass.
“Sweet Cheeks?” Jillian called between fits of giggles. “Put on your uniform for tonight.” She pinched my right cheek and pushed me towards the bed.
I stepped forward and eyed the “shorts” they had laid out for me. Anything would feel warmer than nothing I guessed. I took the black material and stretched out the waistband, slipping a leg in. It took me a second to figure out how to put my leg in and slip my foot through the small opening that compressed around my thigh. This was a little humiliating but better than a pink robe. Though, as I slipped the other leg in and pulled the rest up I started to doubt any difference. I could see my reflection in the mirror. Indeed, I looked like I was wearing what reminded me of a woman’s garter. The material compressed around my waist and thighs leaving my caged cock swinging freely and my ass fully exposed.
The girls took it all in. “Oh, Sweet Cheeks, was so appropriate,” Madeline chortled. “Now the harness.” She stood up and held the leather straps spread open. After guiding my arms through two separate gaps, she moved behind me to secure the buckles across my back.
As I felt everything tighten around my chest and midsection I heard Madeline’s delight.
“Oh I think this will come in handy later,” she cooed as she took hold of a strap and thrust her clothed pelvis into my bare ass a couple of times.
Jillian chuckled. “Oh, don’t forget,” she said handing Madeline another strap.
“Oh, yeah,” she laughed. “Here you go.” She brought the strap to my throat and I realized it was a collar with a large O ring attached. She stepped around to take me all in. “I have to take a picture,” she cackled and I could feel my whole body blush.
She pulled out her phone and pointed it at me. She paused, “You can put on the mask if that will help you, Sweetie.”
I nearly dove for the thing, which made them both cackle like school girls. I pulled it over my face realizing there was only a single hole for my mouth, and the material still covered most of my lips. I could still see everything even though there weren’t any eye holes. A flash nearly blinded me through the dark material and they giggled more.
“See,” Jillian assured, “no one will recognize him under that.”
Madeline nodded. “I know I wouldn’t have.” She looked at her friend. “Good work.” Then she pointed to me, “Okay, Sweet Cheeks. Finish making the bed here and then meet me in the kitchen. I have more work for you.” She walked out of the bedroom and I noticed she swayed her hips in a way she hadn’t since we’d first met.
“Good sex will do that to a girl,” Jillian sighed happily.
I still couldn’t figure Jillian out. Was she a lesbian… bisexual? Did she really meet Maddie in college or was that just a made-up story? Was she an ally or was she just there having fun fucking with me. I didn’t have any answers, just more questions. But I needed an ally right then. I removed the mask and leaned toward her.
“What’s going on tonight?” I know I must have given her the puppy dog eyes because her expression melted from amusement to one of sympathy.
“Listen, you’ll get through tonight without a scratch…” She thought to herself. “Actually you may have marks when this is through.”
I fought to control myself but my frustration bubbled over. In a low angry tone I muttered, “For god’s sake, will you just be honest with m…”
Pain racked my body as Jillian squeezed both my balls in her palm. I wanted to fall to my knees but her grip held me up and I doubled over sucking air again.
For all her joking around, she wore a serious look of disapproval. “I’ve been nothing but honest with you, Sweet Cheeks. But you’re in the dog house right now. She put her mouth next to my ear. “You fucked up. You hurt her, and I don’t enjoy seeing my girl hurt. Got it?”
Wheezing, I nodded. I felt another squeeze shoot up into me before she let go and I collapsed. She started to leave but I winced and asked, “please…” She stopped and looked down at me and I whispered, “I love her.”
Her anger subsided just as quickly as it had appeared. “That makes two of us, Steve.”
I felt light-headed as I slowly got to my feet, and I was surprised when she helped me up. “You love her?”
She looked me over. Not like before with lust in her eyes, but more like she was evaluating me. “I do. And she loves me.” Her tone and expression were both calm and straightforward. She was telling the truth.
I sighed and without thinking sat on the unmade bed. Her words stung in my chest and I raised a hand to my eyes.
“She loves you too though.”
I looked up both confused and elated. “She does?”
Jillian nodded, her expression never changed.
I looked up at her struggling with the new information. “But you?”
“The real question is could you accept both,” Jillian answered. “You’re being punished, and you deserve to be. But when all of this is said and done, is she worth it to you?” She leaned in her eyes were more intense than I’d ever seen them before. “Could you accept that she loves us both?”
I sat there blinking at her. My whole world had just shifted and I didn’t know where I stood now. “I…”
“Is she worth it to you?” She interrupted.
I blinked a few more times and found myself nodding. “Yes…” As the answer fell out, it felt like a puzzle piece had fallen into place revealing for the first time something recognizable.
Jillian just smiled at me for a second and we shared something. We had an understanding, her and I. She gave me a kiss on the forehead and then walked back towards the door. “Then you need to fight for her, Hun. Take your punishments like a man and do as she says. And I’m not going to lie. I’m really enjoying all of this so far.”
I chuckled a little, for the first time in days. Something in me relaxed.
She pointed at me grinning. “Hell, I may even let *her* fuck you in the ass tonight.”
What?!
She laughed at my reaction and stepped out of the room, leaving me with a lot to think about.
I made the bed quickly and fluffed the pillows before making my way to the kitchen. I went straight to Madeline and realized I felt different. Looking at her, I saw the woman I fell in love with years ago, strong-willed and beautiful. I wasn’t afraid… That was until she looked up at me.
“Wash those strawberries,” she pointed to three boxes of strawberries by the sink.
As I cleaned the strawberries, Madeline used her knife to break up large blocks of chocolate before dropping them into a pot stacked upon another on the stove. I realized she was melting it to dip the strawberries.
“Bring them over here,” she ordered. When I did, she quickly dunked a strawberry, gave it a twist, and slowly pulled it out, before placing it on a cookie sheet.
“Wow, you made that look easy.”
She smiled and I swear almost thanked me, but when she looked at me her smile fell and she grabbed another strawberry. She did five more and said, “Now you do some.”
I stepped up to the tray and rubbed my hands together. “Okay… I got this.” I grabbed a massive strawberry and dunked it into the melted chocolate. Giving it a twist, I pulled up and the stem tore free leaving the strawberry to sink. “I don’t go this.”
Madeline laughed.
I loved her smile. Her lips would curl up into her dimples and her eyes would always sparkle. I hadn’t realized how much I enjoyed that until now.
She caught me staring and her smile lingered for a second and then I watched as it melted away. Her eyes hardened and she bit her lip.
“Mad…” I started but she turned and walked away from me.
Jillian’s words replayed in my head. I deserved this. Speaking of which, Jillian quickly entered the kitchen and took Maddie’s spot. She didn’t say anything. We just worked.
Over the course of an hour, we dipped two trays of strawberries and one tray of large pretzels rods in chocolate. When we finished, we placed them all in the freezer.
After, Jillian went back to the bedroom to check on Maddie. She closed the door behind her, leaving me to clean up all the pots, utensils and wipe down the counters again.
Eventually, Jillian came back with my razor and the lavender can of shaving cream. Before I could say anything she pointed to my face and said, “you missed a spot. We want you completely shaved before everyone arrives.”
*Everyone?* I didn’t argue. I took them both and shaved in the guest bath. Before reemerging, I made sure to clean up my mess. When I stepped out, I saw Madeline back in the living room with Jillian.
They had both changed clothes. Madeline had styled her medium-length auburn hair and was now wearing faux leather leggings and a black sheer buttoned-up blouse that revealed a matching black bra underneath. Jillian was the yin to her yang, dressed in white Capris and a sleeveless white top. So completely different and yet they matched.
Madeline looked at me with a controlled grin. “Oh, Sweet Cheeks,” she called, holding my mask up. “Put this on and help Jillian with the trays. Everyone will be here soon. You wouldn’t want them to see your face, would you?”
I took the mask. “No…”
“No?” She repeated with a tone that made me realize my mistake.
“No, Madeline.” Her smile told me she was back to her new self. I went over to the kitchen to see Jillian was combining the strawberries and pretzels onto two trays. She’d placed two chocolate-covered strawberries on either side a long chocolate covered pretzel rod to form a dick and balls. I shook my head. Of course, she did… And I helped nervously as I listened for the doorbell to ring.
Just as we were finishing arranging everything the door rang and Madeline opened the door.
“Hi,” she greeted. “I’m so happy you were able to do this for us tonight, and on such short notice.”
I listened carefully for the other voice but it was muffled by the entryway. I could tell it was a woman.
“I was … when you called. … love doing these. I think we’ll all have a lot of fun.”
Madeline enthusiastically responded, “I’m sure we will. Oh, and here are the others. Right on time! Come on, come in. Do you need help with your cases?”
Jillian leaned into me. “Do as you’re told. Don’t talk unless you want to be recognized, Sweet Cheeks.” She gave my ass a gentle squeeze. “And remember, you’re mine tonight.”
*Seriously what the fuck was happening right now?*!
I saw Madeline enter the living room first. She pointed over by the couch and chairs. “You can set up over there. I’ll help get your other cases.”
“Thank you,” the other woman said, and immediately my heart jumped into my throat. The shock nearly caused me to drop my tray. Standing in the living room was my boss holding two large suitcases.
*What the fuck…*
Two more female voices rang out full of giggles. “Passion party!”
“Oh my god, I’ve always wanted to go to one of these things.”
That would be Madeline’s friends, Laura and Mia.
“I’m going to need a few drinks before we get started.”
And that was Ashley, my wife’s gal pal from work.
“Oh, don’t worry,” Madeline hollered. “I’ll have someone bring out drinks from you all in just a minute. We were able to get a treat for all of you.”
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