Frustrations

Wilson was in another room doing his dusting and cleaning. Another thing that was added when the chastity device went on. A more recent addition was the short skirt and the as she called them “sensible pumps.” It made no sense to him he was a man for gosh sakes, men don’t wear pumps! He of course remembered her mocking reply to that “well you do.” That was followed by her “you are still a man?” Well of course he was still a man and he was ready to kick some ass real soon. He looked at the pumps on his feet and thought not really ass kicking shoes, but he had just about had it with her and her friends and her mother.

Wilson heard the bell. Oh shit she wants me to come out there and her friends want to see me and mock me he thought. He was telling himself he would not play into her little game but he found himself checking his hair and he touched up the lipstick she was now insisting he wear. He stepped into the living room and saw four women in addition to his wife. She watched as he moved into the room. He saw her smile and the little nod she gave him. He gave the hated little curtsey he had been trained to do and he heard the giggles and the quiet Oh my God. Sheila said Beth will you serve the girls coffee? It was a question but he knew it was an order. He gave another curtsey and said the required yes Mistress. He heard another Oh my God and even more giggles. He would wait until these women went home before he confronted her about this humiliating treatment of him. After all he was her husband, he was the man around here.