Chapter 5
Our life continued in this pattern for two more months, Mary went to work
and I kept the house. My hair had grown longer by now and Mary had styled it
into nice feminine pixie cut. My breasts had grown noticeably and I now would
fill a B cup bra. James would spend every other weekend with us, making love to
my wife and dominating me. The weekend his out of town job was finished, he
moved in with us and became truly the man of the house. Weekdays they both left
for work leaving me to tend to the household chores. Cleaning the house and
doing the laundry was routine for me by now, but the grocery shopping still made
me feel very uncomfortable. Going out in public dressed as a female was far
more difficult than wearing such things at home. They usually came home around
6:oo pm, and I planned supper accordingly. Each night they still had sex, with
me sucking James hard before and licking them both clean afterwards. I was used
to this routine by now and no longer felt degraded by providing this service.
At least I was being included in their sex play. The weekends were filled with
more emphasis on sexual activity and often involved me giving James a blow job
on demand. He never seemed to run out of sexual energy. Mary smiled and
laughed a lot these days making it clear that he satisfied her needs much better
than I ever had. Since I loved her so much, I was delighted to see her happy,
and had come to realize that being a maid was easier than working at that fast
food joint. James still intimidated me, but as long as I was cheerfully
obedient, he treated me decent.
A couple of weeks after James moved in he told me one Sunday morning that
he had some of his friends coming over to watch football and that I should
prepare some munchies for them. He warned me, " Don't you embarrass me in front
of my friends Carla." I assured him, " No Sir, I will be very obedient and
serve your friends with a smile." Wearing my black skirt maid outfit, I
answered the door and escorted each of the arriving guests into the home theater
room. There were two couples and five single guys that showed up. The white
wife of one guy and the black wife of another went to sit and talk with Mary,
the men congregated in front of the big screen television. I served them each a
beer, and then passed around a tray with finger food. It was very humiliating
to serve these men wearing a maid outfit. One of them fondled my ass as I
walked by him and told James, " Nice maid you have Jimmy." I blushed when Jimmy
replied, " Yes and she's very obedient too." To emphasize his statement he
ordered, " Lift your skirt Carla and show my friends how you keep yourself for
me." Turning crimson, but afraid of incurring his wrath, I lifted my skirt to
expose my shaved genitals. " Damn Jimmy one of them said, you sure know how to
train a husband." Another guy asked, " Does she service your friends too?"
James Laughed and told him, " Not yet, but if I decide to allow it, I'm sure she
will." He looked at me and asked," Isn't that right sissy?" All I could do is
meekly answer, " Yes Master James." They all had a good laugh at my expense.
My humiliation was complete. Standing there in high heels, holding my skirt up
and exposing my small equipment in front of these men made me realize how far I
had sunk. The rest of the afternoon I alternated between serving the three
ladies and the six men. Even Mary had me expose myself to the other two ladies.
The black lady felt my genitals and remarked, " Cute, tiny, but cute." If such
a thing had happened to me before James arrived, I would have been embarrassed.
Somehow that didn't bother me as much as doing that in front of the men. I
suppose I knew that the women had no desire to use me, whereas a couple of the
men would have if James had given his approval. Men can be such animals.
The afternoon seemed to last forever before the games were over and they
all sat down to eat the meal I had prepared. Laughter and happy chatter seemed
to be the dominant theme as they ate. As I served each course, a couple of the
single males felt me up. I merely smiled sweetly and moved on, being very glad
that James hadn't given them permission to use me. Even though he had changed
my life completely, he was my protector. After they finished their meal, they
started leaving and I helped those who had worn jackets put them on. I noticed
James in private conversation with the two single guys who had molested me.
Even though they occasionally pointed at me, I ignored them. When they had all
left, I cleared the table and cleaned up the kitchen. James summoned me to
their bedroom to perform my nightly sexual duties, which were by now, as regular
a part of my life as nightly prayers for many people.
