Chapter 4: The Arrangement

After that night, our lives would never be the same. I had been put to work waiting on Cathy and Rex; I fixed them drinks and a snack while they talked. Rex had dressed and was seated in the armchair while Cathy sat at his feet, still naked. She allowed him free reign with her big, floppy tits, which he fondled idly. She was obviously enraptured by him as she listened to him do most of the talking. It was clear from the bits of quiet conversation I was able to overhear, that I was the subject of most of it.

After I had served them everything they wanted, I was sent away. “Go to our bedroom and wait. Don’t get dressed. Leave the panties on.” Cathy spoke, but it sounded like Rex’s idea.

I lay on the bed and played with my dick, rubbing it gently through the panties, stiff with dried cum, while I replayed the scene in my head, the vision of my beautiful wife being taken by Rex and her submission to his awesome cock. I could hear indistinct murmurs from down the hall, Rex’s deep voice and occasionally Cathy’s quiet alto. I wondered what they were discussing for so long. Eventually I fell asleep.

“Hey, sleepy-head...”

I awoke to Cathy gently tugging my arm. She had brushed her hair and was wearing her pink bathrobe. I guessed I must have been asleep for the better part of an hour.

“What’s ... Is Rex still here?” I asked groggily.

“No, dear. Rex is gone,” she replied, adding, “He’ll be back tomorrow, though.” I’m sure my disappointment must have shown.

“So, we need to talk, John.” She pulled me up to a sitting position and sat beside me on the bed. “Rex told me everything,” she said. “I was really angry at first, you know, but not anymore. I understand now.”

I looked at her, feeling a tumble of emotions. She was so beautiful, even in this somewhat disheveled state. I felt guilty that I had sprung Rex on her like I had, lying to her and hiding my real feelings for so long. I loved her so much, yet I had practically thrown her into the arms of another man, and a stranger to boot.

“I’m actually relieved...” she went on, surprising me. “ ... I was sure you were having an affair ... Karen or maybe Yolanda ... one of the neighborhood wives ... I had no idea what you were going through.” Her eyes searched mine. “You seemed to have lost all interest in me ... sexually, I mean. What was I to think?”

“It’s not that. I just didn’t feel man enough for...” I wanted to explain.

“Shhh,” she interrupted, touching her fingertip to my lips. “Rex explained everything.”

“Is that what took you so long?” I asked, wondering exactly what he had “explained.”

“That was only half of it.” Cathy laughed. “He made a lot of suggestions, recommendations, really. And he made me a proposition.”

She waited for a reaction but I just nodded for her to continue. It simply made sense to me.

“I’m going to think it over. Try some of his recommendations first.” Her face became more serious. “He said you made a vow to his cock. Is this true?”

“Yes,” I admitted, ashamed for her sake, while still justifying it to myself.

“How could you?” she said, in wonder; thankfully not in anger. “What about your vows to me?”

“I don’t know. I just didn’t think of it like that...” I was rather at a loss. “It didn’t seem like the same kind of thing.”

“Well, Rex thinks it is. And so do I.” She sounded resolute. “He says that means you’re not my husband any more.” I was both afraid and aroused by this.

She prodded me with her elbow. “Stand up.” Her tone was suddenly commanding.

I obeyed. I actually felt another rush of arousal, being obedient to her.

She pulled down the waistband of my (her) panties and peered into the back. “That’s a lot of cum. Rex fucked you in the ass, didn’t he?” she queried.

“Yes.” I blushed. Not from shame so much as from the memory of that awesome fuck.

“Well, you’ve ruined these. And not just these. All my underpants. I wondered how the waistbands got all stretched out. I need to replace them all. And you’re going to pay for it.”

“But I don’t have any money of my own,” I said.

“Oh, don’t worry. Rex says he can put you to work, earning enough to pay for it all,” she replied, smirking.

I didn’t like the look on her face. It did not bode well at all! Was Rex going to whore me out? Maybe that wouldn’t be so bad after all, I thought.

“Now take those off. You’re going to stay naked in the house from now on. And, you can’t sleep in here with me any more. You’ll have to sleep in your office - that’ll be the maid’s room from now on - you don’t need an office anyway.”

I slipped the panties off and waited, sensing she had more to say.

“You have to be punished. You had no right to take my panties without permission.” She stood up and faced me. “We’re going to try one of Rex’s suggestions. Spread your legs apart.”

I shifted my feet to a little more than shoulder width apart. Cathy backed up a half-step and kicked. Her bare right foot struck me in the balls, hard.

“Owwww!” I yelled. I crumpled a little, falling on the bed.

“Get up, you sissy!”

I scrambled to my feet, my groin aching, tears in my eyes.

“You’re not my husband, you’re the maid. Gianna is your name. I’m the boss. From now on, you will do everything I tell you. Now go to your room. I don’t want to see you until you bring me my coffee at six o’clock.”

The next day, Friday, went by really fast, considering the excited anticipation I felt. Cathy told me before leaving for work that Rex would be coming for dinner and that she had made a decision regarding his proposition, whatever that was.

So, I had to do extra shopping and a lot more kitchen work for the special meal I wanted to impress him with. And that was on top of my aching need for Rex’s cock and my burning curiosity and incessant speculation about his proposition to Cathy. Based on her treatment of me the night before, it seemed clear that it would involve more of Rex and more subjugation of me!

I had slept okay in my new “maid’s room” once I found and set up the old army cot we used to take on camping trips. I had needed to masturbate again, though, thinking about my ever lowering status now that Cathy was dominating me too. It was beginning to feel like a dream come true.

Well, I won’t go into details about dinner, but Rex showed up right on time, carrying an overnight bag, and before I served dinner, he extracted two items for me. One was a little skimpy maid’s uniform - a black skirt and an apron - and the other was a tiny cock cage.

So, dinner was not what I had expected. I served Rex and Cathy in the dining room, which we rarely use, and I had to grab my dinner as I could in the kitchen, with my cock locked up and wearing the uniform. If you think I was unhappy about it, you’d be wrong; it was thrilling. They ordered me about and fondled and pinched my bottom under my skirt. I liked how the cage made my cock ache as I was in a constant state of arousal!