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I woke with a start, as I heard a loud knocking on my door. I looked up to see Dani standing over me, an angry expression on her face. I quickly remembered I had turned off my alarm earlier, since I was still tired from getting to bed so late after my date with Tim. I had assumed since it was Sunday, that she wouldn't mind me sleeping in. Normally, I was to get up early even on weekends, so I would be there to make coffee and breakfast for her and her boyfriend, James. But from her expression, I could tell that was a wrong assumption. "What are you doing in bed? Don't you know better? Just because you had a good time with your boyfriend, doesn't mean you can skip your responsibilities to me. Get up now. I want you in the living room pronto. Be there in just your heels and stockings. Maybe if you have to go without clothes, you can remember to get up on time." She left slamming the door. I was a bit scared now. Even when she gets mad, Dani never acts that way. Plus the idea of wearing only stockings and heels in front of James, wasn't a pleasant thought. I got up, brushed my teeth and hair, and as quick as I could slipped on a garter belt, hose and a pair of nude pumps. I hurried to the living room, blushing as I entered because I saw Dani standing by the couch holding a hair brush. James was sitting in the arm chair. They were both dressed casually in jeans and long-sleeve shirts. It had been awhile since Dani had spanked me, and never in front of someone. I expected this to be more embarrassing than painful, as my relationship with James had been fairly congenial so far. As I got to her, I stood straight, looking down with my arms by my sides. I wanted to show her I was attentive, but submissive. "Hanna, you have to remember your place as my wife. I don't care if you go out all night on a date, you have to be up and ready to serve me and James. As your husband my needs come first. I think you need a reminder of that, please get in position so I can correct your mistake." When Dani had spanked me before, she had put me over the arm of the couch. So I assumed that was what she meant. I lay across it, with my bare breasts pressed down on the cushions, my arms crossed at the wrist behind my back, and the toes of my pumps barely touching the floor. That put my ass up in a perfect location for her hairbrush. I had been blushing furiously since I entered the room. It had been the first time, I had exposed my bare breasts and my cock, limp and small, to her boyfriend. The humiliation of him seeing me this way was only topped by knowing he was going to watch me get spanked by his girlfriend, my 'husband'. It was difficult to lay down on the couch also, because that was another signal to him that this wasn't the first time Dani had disciplined me. I had to see if I could modify her anger. "I'm sorry Dani, I didn't mean to sleep in. It was just a reaction, because I was so tired from last night. I'll make sure to never let it happen again. If you'd just ....." "Hush girl and take your punishment. If you were really concerned about this, you wouldn't have been so disrespectful." I was stunned, not at the words, but who said them. James had spoken up, as if he was as mad as Dani. I was worried now and wasn't prepared for the first blow. Dani hit me fairly hard in the center of my right cheek with her hairbrush. She followed rapidly with more until she had given me twenty total, the most she had ever spanked me. My butt cheeks were bright red, warm from the blows. I was immensely embarrassed, as I could see James watching me with a big grin on his face. When she stopped, I started breathing again, as I had held my breath toward the end, to keep from crying out. She stepped around so I could see her face. "Hanna, this is totally unacceptable. You must improve your behavior as I will not accept being second fiddle to anyone. I also think this is a good time for you to fully understand your new place in my house. You may be my wife, but as far as who is in charge here, I think you need to know that my boyfriend must be shown the same rights as me. He thinks I been too lenient with your behavior and now I tend to agree with him. So I think I will allow him to step in for a while. He's quite confident he can improve your overall demeanor and decorum. Please remain in positon and do as he says." I was really scared now. I hadn't expected anything like this. I knew Dani was in charge, but figured as her wife I would be at least equal to her boyfriend. But now James was stepping in and it was obvious I was going to have to please him as well. My legs began to tremble and I really wanted to move my hands to cover my butt, but I knew better. I just closed my eyes and bit down a little harder on my lower lip as I tried to prepare for him. I nearly jumped as he put his hand on my butt and rubbed it softly, I looked back over my shoulder to see what he was up too. As our eyes met, he grinned again. Placing his other hand on my crossed wrists, he held them in place. With his free hand, he reached to his back pocket and removed a pair of handcuffs. With steadiness, he clicked them in place on my wrists binding them together tightly. With me fully restrained, he swung his right hand down on my ass. With almost clocklike precision, he rained down blows on my butt, alternating between cheeks. His slaps rang out in the room, individually not being extremely painful, but the rapidity and duration soon had my cheeks fiery red, hot, and throbbing in pain. It was the worse spanking of my life, both from physical and mental standpoint. Dani had taken a seat in the arm chair where she could see me and I saw the pleased reactions on her face as her boyfriend corrected me. When he finally finished, he grabbed the cuffs around my wrists and pulled me up so I was standing in front of them. I had begun to cry, although I had kept from sobbing openly. I was trying to be strong as I could to show them I was tough. Stepping around, James reached out and wiped some tears off my cheek. "I hope this is a lesson to you to always put your husband's needs and mine at the forefront. We will allow you to continue to date, but you must remember that you can only have that freedom if you meet all of our requirements first. I've mentioned that you seem to need a more disciplined approach to Dani earlier and she's finally agreed that it might be a good idea. So for the next few weeks, I'm going to emphasize this lesson on self-control and learning to have the correct priorities. If you do as you're expected to, then this won't be a regular occurrence." When he finished speaking, he stepped over to a shelf on the far wall. He picked up something and came back over to me. I looked at the object in his hand and recognized it. He was holding a metal cage, a chastity cage. With no pretense, or delay he grabbed my flaccid cock, shrunken by the pain I was suffering and began to work my small balls and penis through the solid ring. With the ring next to my body, he took the small cage and fitted it around my soft cock, so he could lock it to the ring using the clasps and internal lock. When he released me it settled in, my balls bulging out and my cock compressed into a tiny cage only an inch or so in length. I was mortified, not only by being locked up, but by how small yet prominent it appeared. I had gotten used to tucking my penis away, giving me a much more feminine appearance to my crotch, in keeping with the appearance of the rest of my body. Now it was protruding, although only slightly, in front of me. The combination of having it locked up, yet on display, was my worst nightmare. My mind was awash with questions. First, how long would I have to wear this? Second, how long would I have to go without an orgasm? Third, what if Tim or Justin saw me like this? I was beside myself. I would gladly submit to James, but I couldn't imagine having to wear this device. But I knew from how he talked and the stern look across his face that my wearing the chastity device was not negotiable. My final question was, who would control the key, him or Dani? I longed for answers, but knew now was not the time to ask. I could only bow my head and wait. It didn't take long to get answers, as James continued to instruct me. "Hanna, for the time being I am keeping the keys. Eventually, I may let Dani have one or if you are really good, I will loan one to your boyfriend. But for now, you will not have any sexual release. We expect to see a big improvement in your behavior. I think it is important for you to realize that serving us is to be above all else. So for the rest of the day, you are to stay dressed like this. You may go fix your hair and face and wear a cute apron while doing your chores, but I agree with Dani. You have to earn the right to wear clothes again by being obedient. For now, make us some coffee, and after you are presentable, I'd like a full breakfast. I'm starving as we spent most of last night fucking. You know Dani is really almost insatiable when it comes to sex, at least with me. You can serve us on the deck. Turn around and I'll undo your cuffs. But remember, if you slip up at all, show any disrespect, or fail at your chores, I won't hesitate to spank you again. Only next time, it will be with a belt. Now move." James had unlocked my wrists, and I took his warning to heart, almost running into the kitchen to make coffee. I opened the drawer that held my aprons, and although I would have preferred one of the solid white cotton bib styles that would cover me more, I guessed he would prefer something less concealing. So, I opted for the sheer half apron in a light peach. It was transparent enough that the small cage restraining my cock was visible. Plus there was nothing hiding my breasts. With the coffee ready, I put it in a carafe, and used a tray to take it with cups, sugar, and cr?me out to them on the deck. I felt my nipples harden immediately as I stepped outside in the cool air. I poured them both a cup, asked if I might go finishing getting presentable, and then left when they agreed. I hurried upstairs to put some curl in my hair, add a small lace hair bow, shave my face and do my makeup, and then return to the kitchen to begin to cook breakfast. I knew there were only a few chores left to do in my normal routine, but I also expected James to add a few, if for no other reason, than to showcase his new position of power. After they ate, he did give me a few more tasks, and I spent most of the day cleaning, polishing all their shoes, pressing his pants, and putting fresh linens on their bed. It was obvious they had indeed spent a lot of time having sex, as the sheets were wet in several places. The thought made me sad and jealous in some ways, but happy for Dani in others. I did miss having regular sex with Dani, even if my mind wandered to my date last night with Tim. Internally, I seemed to be having a battle between my old male persona and my new desires to be submissive and totally feminine. When I thought of Dani, my cock would swell and expand, but in the tiny cage it was rapidly restricted. This was much more difficult than being tucked, as the cage allowed only minimal enlargement before the hard steel ended the swelling. I now had a constant reminder of how I had given up my manhood, essentially James had taken my penis from me. As I had also been replaced as the man of the house in my own home, the outcome for me seemed destined to be as a more submissive female. I thought I had been through more than I could take by the end of the day, but James had another test for me. I had just finished cleaning up dinner. I had served them at the dining room table. Dani had forbidden me to eat with them or even sit down. So I had stood in the kitchen, eating a small portion while keeping my ears tuned to any request from them. They had enjoyed a nice bottle of wine and although they praised my cooking and James complemented me on my improved obedience, he did have one more request. I was to prepare his master bedroom for them. He wanted the sheets turned down, candles lit, and soft music playing. I was also to bring the hand cuffs to him. Smiling he told me to put my hands behind me, where he cuffed me. I was to go upstairs and kneel by the bed to wait on them. They arrived a few minutes later. What followed was one of the toughest things, I've had to endure. I watched them undress leading to an extended period of foreplay. It was obvious that James was both bigger and thicker than me, and that Dani was obsessed with him. She loved stroking and handling his cock and spent a fair amount of time, sucking and licking it. Finally, she lay back and he got on top to fuck her. I was amazed, impressed, and jealous of how well he fucked her. She convulsed in several orgasms before they climaxed together. I could tell she enjoyed being fucked by him, more than anything I could give her. Only my oral attention was even close to replicating how their love making pleased her. It was also extremely embarrassing, as my cock reacted and remained swollen and compressed by my small chastity cage the entire time. It was clear I would have been rock hard and excited if it hadn't been contained. So it was impossible for me to argue that what I saw wasn't hot or even that Dani didn't deserve such a skilled lover. Most embarrassing for me, was how I wished I were in Dani's position, legs spread wide with James's cock filling my pussy. That thought made my cock throb even harder in its prison. When he finally rolled off, I was told what I had been expecting. But it was Dani that told me to crawl up on the bed and clean her and James using my tongue. Again, my excitement was clear. I couldn't admit it to myself, but the idea of licking his cock was thrilling. Even licking his flaccid cock, mine throbbed and little droplets of per-cum oozed from me. When I had licked most of the lovemaking juices from them, James unlocked my wrists and told me I could go to bed. Although my hands were free, the tight bonds on my cock reminded me all night long that I was no longer in control of my life. This seemed to be the pinnacle of a journey that had started when Dani learned of my condition. I barely slept as the sexual tension built up from my forced voyeurism combined with the strange feelings of the chastity cage on my cock to make it almost impossible to get away from what had happened earlier. When my alarm finally woke me, I could sense that I only had a few hours of sleep. But what worried me most was the impending challenges at work. I was scared about going because Dani had given me specific guidelines on what to wear. The dress was okay, a nice lace fit and flare style in light tangerine. I knew the scoop neckline was revealing enough and that Justin would like the short flared skirt. But I knew he would not be happy with what I was wearing beneath it. Dani had insisted I wear a short satin corset in white that came up beneath my breasts with just enough uplift to give me some cleavage. But she had refused to let me wear a panty and told me to wear sheer to the waist pantyhose. I knew that when I had my inspection that morning, that Justin wouldn't like me not wearing stockings. Also, he would obviously see how I was locked up. I wasn't sure at all he would react to that. But I had no choice but to do as I was told and I got ready and left on time. It was odd not wearing anything but the sheer nylon over my privates, even in the cage. The corset also was very unwieldy, making it difficult to bend and restricting my breathing. The fact that my breasts were not covered by a bra allowed the lace material of my dress to mold themselves around them and I was sure my nipples would protrude if I became excited. So clocking in and making it to my desk, made me feel better as I had not been seen by anyone. I felt okay until Justin showed up. As had become our routine, I made him a cup of coffee and went to his office carrying it on a tray. I stood trembling before him, not wanting to shut the door, hoping that perhaps I could avoid an inspection this morning. He looked up, sort of in a distracted way, as if he wanted to get on with his day. As he took a sip of coffee, he motioned toward the door. I knew what he wanted and went to shut and lock it. Returning to my position in front of him, I was torn between confessing what had happened or just letting him see for himself. I defaulted to my usual, spineless approach that I had fallen into lately. Lifting my dress up to my waist, I did a slow spin. I knew he would see the sheer pantyhose covering my legs, butt, and front with the tiny built-in thong panty barely hiding my caged cock. As I came around to face him again, I could see a mix of confusion and mild annoyance on his face. It was clear Justin wasn't happy with my appearance. Deciding to be proactive, I reacted to minimize any anger. I stepped back toward the side of the desk, reached up to the waistband of my hose and pulled them down to my thighs. My dress had slipped down as I made this move, so my cock was still hidden. I quickly lay down on the desk, in the required position, hopping he would just spank me and not take the time to fondle me. Maybe that way, he wouldn't find out that I was wearing a chastity cage. "I'm sorry about the hose, Sir. I didn't have a pair of stockings to wear. I won't let it happen again." As soon as I said the last part, I regretted it. I knew I couldn't keep making apologies or using the lame excuses every time. Justin didn't seem to be concerned however. He stepped behind me, pulled my hose down just a bit further, and then slapped my ass, hard. He repeated the blows multiple times, much more than he had done any time before and much harder. It reminded me of the spanking James had given me. Plus, my ass was still tender from the weekend. I was feeling flushed, and annoyed, at Dani, for dressing me this way. I was also still concerned about my chastity cage. I definitely wanted to keep that from Justin. Why couldn't she just let me wear a panty? I would feel a lot better now if she had. These worries tumbled in my head but I noticed Justin had stopped. He still hadn't said anything. Just as I was hoping this was over, he moved in front of me where I could see him. "Hanna, I guess I should be surprised at how you dressed this morning, but I'm not. It's becoming clear to me that you enjoy flirting and like our little sessions to start your day. I realize for some girls it would be horrible to have to be so submissive, but you seem to crave it. I know enough to realize that you have plenty of choices in stockings, so you wouldn't have to wear pantyhose unless you wanted to. It is also obvious that you choose to not wear panties either. But what did surprise me is that your little penis was not tucked back between your legs. Every other time you've shown off for me, it was snuggled right where it belongs, but not today. It can't just be the pantyhose, so why have you chosen to keep it in front of you?" I felt a wave of panic wash over me. I couldn't think of any excuse or reason or justification for why I wasn't tucked. It was like my brain was refusing to function any longer. So I took a deep breath and decided to quit trying to hide. "Sir, may I show you why?" "Of course Hanna, if that is easier." I raised up off the desk, adjusted my hose down my legs further so they were just above my knees. Then holding the front of my dress up to my waist, I pivoted so I was facing him. I didn't have to look down to see that my small cock, partially hidden by the metal rings of the cage with my balls bulging out beneath the ring would be on display. But I couldn't look Justin in the eyes, so I did direct my glaze to the floor, before I continued. I wanted him to know everything. "Sir, I was put in chastity this weekend by my husband, Dani. Well more accurately, by her boyfriend James. He felt I was being disrespectful and not fully attentive to their needs. I had missed an alarm and was not ready to serve them when they got up. So he decided to take control of my penis until I showed the proper humility and devotion to my position. Dani also insisted I dress this way today. I'm pretty sure she chose the pantyhose to be sure you would spank me and see that I was now wearing a chastity cage. I wasn't sure how you would react and foolishly thought I could keep it from you. I must admit that James was right in that I haven't quite learned my new role. Or how I should relate to my superiors, you included. I could sense your frustration with me, from the severity of my discipline. But I understand it was totally appropriate and I thank you for being willing to help me learn to serve you better. If you decide I need more punishment now for trying to hide this from you, tell me and I'll accept it gladly, Sir." I heard him chuckle and I really wanted to look at his face, to see his reaction. But I knew I was entering a wholly different part of my life. I would need to focus on others and learn how to control my urges so that they were totally secondary to those I was to serve. So I kept my eyes glued on the toes of my shoes just beyond the raised hem of my dress, waiting for Justin to respond. I was soon rewarded as I saw his polished oxfords enter the scope of my limited vision. I could not see my caged cock, as it was hidden by the hem of my dress I held up for him. But I soon felt his warm hand touch, jostle, tug, and then grasp my caged penis. His other hand moved to under my chin and he lifted my head so he could look me in the eyes. "Hanna, you have so much to learn. But this is a good sign that you are beginning to recognize your new role in life. I'm not surprised that James took your cock. He has already assumed your masculine role in your marriage, as I'm sure he is fucking Dani. Putting you in a chastity device just proves you no longer deserve or probably even desire a cock, even a little toy like this. Denying you the ability to come like a man, also will teach you valuable lessons about putting the pleasure of others first, and getting more in touch with your femininity. The fact that Dani has taken the title of husband and made you the wife in your marriage means that you not only have lost control of your own cock but that you have lost any pretense of a masculine role. Good for her for recognizing your shortcomings as a man. I surely saw them on display in your pitiful attempts to be a leader here at work. But that is in the past now. We've found the role that is perfect for you and if you continue to work at being a better office girl as well as an attentive assistant to me, then I think it will work out for the best. I do think from now on, you should receive this kind of discipline every morning. I mean, you look very hot in pantyhose, as well as stockings, so if I use spankings to encourage good performance every day, then you won't have to pretend to find reasons to get discipline from me. For that reason, I want you to buy me an instrument to spank you with. I could use my hand, but a paddle, crop, or even just a firm ruler will be a permanent reminder of how you crave proper instruction from a powerful man. But as I mentioned last week, I do think you should be rewarded for positive behavior as well. Hiding your condition from me originally isn't acceptable, but you did step up, admit your mistakes, and confess. So I want to encourage that behavior. Please kneel down and I will give you a nice treat." My heart began to race when he finished. Before I had become overwhelmed with guilt, humiliation, and sadness at hearing his description of my lost manhood. I had hidden those thoughts under all my new experiences. Having them laid bare in such brutally honest terms made me realize I would likely never be a man again, would probably never have regular intercourse with my wife, and may eventually even lose my penis. But his command to kneel gave me new life. It was embarrassing to admit, even to myself, but I had longed to suck a cock. The taste I had last night of James's cock, even if soft and covered with Dani's juices, had sparked a renewed interest in tasting another. Of course, I would prefer it be Tim's cock. But I had expected at some point, Justin would make me suck his, it was just his nature. So, I wanted to take it, but hoped I could delaying tasting his cum till another time. I had decided that I wanted Tim to be the first to fill my mouth with the hot cum from an orgasm. These thoughts tumbled through my mind, and I was a bit slow to react. It was also somewhat awkward, as my hose were bunched up on my legs, so it took me a few moments to get in position in front of him. I wasn't sure what to do next, so I put my hands in front of him and looked up. He smiled and spoke up. "Now Hanna, I don't want you to feel pressured. I want this to be a reward, something you desire. If you feel ill at ease with this, you can just get dressed and I won't think anything of it. But if is something you really want, then please go ahead. You can unzip me, reach in, and help yourself." Even though I had decided to do this, a wave of humiliation washed over me. I could feel my cheeks turning bright red. I knew if I acted it would be a confirmation to Justin that he was completely right about me. That I was indeed now a girl and no longer a man. I couldn't even pretend to a gay man, as I had fully assumed the role of a woman. My desire for his cock would mean he had been right in deciding I should be his office girl and not an equal on technical issues. It was a path that once I went down, I knew he would expect more and more and more from me. But I couldn't find the strength to resist. I wanted to feel his cock, to taste it, even to adore it. Knowing what it meant, I unzipped his fly, reached into his pants with no hesitation now, and wrapped my slim fingers around his cock. It not only felt big, but warm and alive, very alive. I could tell as I pulled it out, that he was getting erect. He would never admit it, but he wasn't sure I would go this far. Now he was excited, as was I. The old me would have been horrified, so disgusted by this I would have gagged. But the new me, couldn't wait. I softly kissed the head of it, and then swallowed him, closing my lips right behind his circumcised cock head. It felt like I was holding a warm bun in my mouth. The heat radiated from his cock, but the skin was velvety soft. He had a mild taste, obviously he'd showered this morning and he was clean. But I loved it, my heart was racing, my own cock tried desperately to get hard in its little cage, and I eagerly wanted to continue to suck, lick, and make him come. Just not now. I still wanted the first man I sucked to orgasm to be Tim. So I just softly sucked it and lightly stroked his cock for a few minutes. Finally, as he was starting to leak pre-cum, I looked up at him and released his cock from my mouth. "Thank you Sir. May I wait until I have totally proven myself as worthy to you, to fully enjoy this magnificent cock?" Justin smiled down at me and took his penis in his hands to put it back in his pants. He zipped up, patted me on the head, and went back to his chair. "I think that was a good choice Hanna. I agree that you must improve before you experience it all. Why don't you get dressed now, I'm sure you have lots of important chores for today. Also, I will need the McNulty file for my 10 AM meeting. I will expect you to serve coffee too, so ask each of my guests how they like theirs. I think that's all for now." I stood up and quickly, but carefully pulled my pantyhose back up my legs and fitted them snuggly around my caged cock. I was concerned about getting a run, since I was not wearing a panty and couldn't just remove them. I decided if I could get out at lunch, it would be good idea to keep a couple pairs in my desk as backups. It also struck me as ironic that Justin would be working the McNulty project. That was a contract I had obtained and massaged until it was just about ready to blossom. I was sure it would be a very profitable deal for our company. I would have gotten a lot of accolades for that and likely a raise. I could see now, that Justin would be getting that praise. All I could hope for was to be thanked for giving the other managers at the meeting their cups of coffee. With the taste of his cock still in my mouth, I realized how far I had dropped in my professional life and gave my personal life a whole new perspective. The rest of the day followed the pattern of my morning. I was able to trade off to get an earlier half-hour of lunch coverage from one of the other secretaries, but Justin asked me to get his dry cleaning, so that meant I wouldn't be able to grab a bite, just run his errand and buy some hose. When his 10 o'clock meeting started, four managers including Tim came to Justin's office. I noticed they all looked at me a bit oddly, I guess because until a few weeks ago I was a peer. I just smiled as they walked by. I was inwardly prepping myself for the coffee request. I knew that would settle any doubts they might have about my new role. So I waited until they were all in place, and knocked on the door before entering. I swear when I stepped in, half of them glanced at my legs while the other half looked toward my bust, the tight dress and cleavage highlighting their size and shape. I just focused on Justin, I knew he'd appreciate that approach. "Sir, I was wondering if I just get everyone coffee now, or later?" "Now will be fine. Okay guys tell the little lady what you want and she'll be glad to get it for you. Hanna's been very accommodating since taking her new position." Each of them rattled off how they took their coffee, with only Tim being polite enough to look me in the eyes when ordering. I hurried out, trying to remember all the cream and sweetener combinations. I had planned ahead and had a carafe full of coffee, so I made up the cups and put them on a tray. I carefully carried them into the room, and leaned over to over each manager his cup of coffee. To make it easier for them, I bent at the waist which of course put my low cut top and cleavage right at eye level for them. Because I was so excited by being submissive to all these important men, my nipples harden as I served them. They poked through the lace material of my dress, making my excitement visible to all. As I made my way around the room Tony, a manager from another group who had clashed with me occasionally over policies, spoke up. "I've got to say, I'm impressed with how well you handle your new job. I can't believe how you manage to balance that tray full of cups in those high heels. Hanna, I think you've found the perfect role for your skills. You're already one of the best office girls in the company." I was steaming inside, but just smiled back at him. It was obvious he used the word manage, just to tweak me about my being replaced by Justin. "Well thank you Sir. I've just tried to do what Mr. Poston asks of me. I know you men have lots of important stuff to discuss, so unless you need anything else, I'll go back to my desk. Is that okay Sir?" "Normally, I'd agree Hanna, but I expect this to be a bit of a free form discussion. How about you come back with a note pad and record the highlights for us? That way, we can focus on ideas and let you keep track of what we wind up with. Don't bother trying to follow the importance of our discussions, just jot down the details." "Of course, Mr. Poston, I'll be right back." I hurried out, put down my tray, and got my note pad. I was irritated by his request not only because I had initiated the contract, but because he seemed to be purposely putting my new subservient role on display for the other managers. Also, I had seen where everyone was seated. I was left with only a tall stool next to his window. Once I was perched on it, my dress would be high on my thighs and I would have to be very careful not to flash the men. Plus my nipples remained rock hard, continuing to signal my excitement about how I was being displayed. I wanted to be mad, but the way Justin treated me fulfilled my submissive desires so well, that I was also excited. I was right, the meeting was extremely irritating. First, because of my perched position on the stool, it was difficult to get comfortable and my skirt rode further up my thighs the entire time. By the end of the meeting, it was just about at my crotch. Second, the discussion by the men was annoying. Justin was taking full credit for the contract and the others were complimenting him on his hard work. They also were failing to see potential problems as well as opportunities for improvement. I knew I couldn't speak up, so I sat there, just focusing on taking good notes so I wouldn't get in trouble. By the time it was over, I wanted to scream. Justin made a point as he was wrapping up, of telling me to get my tray and clean up. I had to go around and retrieve the coffee cups, which again put in the positon of bending over in front of each man. To heighten my embarrassment, as I had scooted off the stool to place my heels on the floor, the back of my dress had caught on the pad on top of the stool, which lifted it up as I went down. So at least three of the men got a full view of my ass, covered only by the sheer pantyhose. When I picked up their cups, they were all smiles and smirking at me. I just wanted to die. However, as they filed out, Tim made a point of asking if I could drop by his office. He needed me to handle something for him. Justin agreed I could go at 3. The rest of the day was dreadful and since I was busy running errands at work, I was starving. By the time I headed to Tim's office, I was ready for a pick me up. I just hoped he had something in mind. Tammy was typing at her desk, wearing ear buds, so she waved me in, as Tim must have told her I would be coming. I entered the office and he smiled at me. "Hello Hanna, come on in. I just need to go over a few forms with you. It won't take long. Why don't you shut the door behind you so we can have a little privacy?" "Sure, I'll be glad too. What forms are you concerned about?" "Go ahead and lock it too. That's a girl. To be honest, the only form I'm concerned about is yours. I could hardly keep my hands off you in Justin's meeting. Your legs looked delicious. You had every guy in the room, adjusting themselves so their pants wouldn't be tented. Come to me I want to hold you." He stepped to me, wrapped his arms around me and gave me a big kiss. I was floored, but loved it as I needed something good to happened today. But Tim had been so reserved about us at work, I had to question him. "Tim, are you sure this is okay? At work? Maybe we should wait till later." "I can't wait, besides Tammy is typing up my dictation notes and won't hear a thing. I also told her we had a private meeting to discuss some confidential information. So she won't disturb us or allow anyone else in. I do need you to handle something for me, are you interested?" As he spoke, he moved back a bit toward his desk. He pointed to his crotch and I could see he was erect. He positioned himself on the edge of the desk with his legs spread out. It was clear what he wanted. Just to emphasize it, he ran his hands up my legs, feeling them through the hose, until he lifted my skirt up to reveal me. "I thought you looked like you didn't have any panties on at Justin's meeting. Man, you look hot." I blushed, both because he reminded me of how I had exposed myself earlier and I was worried he would see my chastity cage. So I decide to tell him. Better to get it over with. "Well, I guess I wasn't planning on being in that situation when I got dressed this morning. The truth is, Dani had me go to work this way. In fact, she and her boyfriend James decided to take a little more control of me. See?" I reached under my dress, pulled my pantyhose down to just below my crotch and then lifted my dress up. I knew my chastity cage was fully exposed now, and I looked at Tim's face for a reaction. He seemed shocked, at first, but reached out to lightly grasp it. I could feel him handle it, gently, while he stared at it. Then he looked back up at me, but he kept his hands on it. "So they locked you up. I've heard about chastity play, but never done any. Is it painful or uncomfortable? Did they tell you why or for how long?" "It is quite uncomfortable, a constant reminder of my new position, but it is only painful if I get sexually excited. They did it because I failed to do something on time. I was told I would stay locked up until I learned to do things the way they wanted. I'm not sure if that is a few days, weeks, or what. I'm sorry. I was ashamed to let anyone know, but I had to tell you." "Don't be sorry. I mean discipline is necessary sometimes. Just do like they say and maybe you can earn a release. Speaking of which, I need you to handle something for me. Can you do that for me now?" He had let go of my caged cock and moved his hands back so they sort of framed his hard cock. I knew what he wanted and truthfully, I was eager for it too. It had been embarrassing in the meeting that morning, but part of the time, seeing how the men all ogled me, had my small cock straining against the cage. I needed some release, but I couldn't get any for myself. I could at least help Tim. Smiling, I nodded my head, readjusted my hose, and dropped to kneel between his spread legs. I could feel the tightness in my cage indicating I was reacting to his offer. It seemed so wrong, so naughty, so hot to be doing such a thing at work, but I couldn't stop myself. He saw my intentions, unbuckled his belt, and unzipped his pants and adjusted them so his cock was visible straining against his boxers. I didn't hold back, but reached out to caress it. First through the fabric and then I put my hand into his fly and pulled out his warm, throbbing, hard cock. It filled my hand and beckoned me. I could smell a musky, tangy aroma. A mix of sweat, pre-cum, and his own body odor. A pungent smell that could be off putting, except it can from his lovely cock. I lightly licked my lips and leaned forward to take it into my mouth. The taste was strong, and a bit sour, so I gagged a little. But I forced myself to swallow the head and slide down his shaft. I was soon rewarded with a strong cum taste as he was already excited and began to leak more. That reminded of me of the way James cum had tasted on him and Dani, minus the tartness of her pussy. My cock was really swelling now, as much as the small cage would allow, and my nipples were like erasers. As I began to suck, lick, and lightly stroke his shaft, my desires were overwhelming. But I did try to keep some control, as I didn't want to drool on my face or dress. I had some makeup in my purse, but didn't want to have to redo my entire face. Also, a wet spot would be hard to hide when I left his office. Luckily he was so turned on, that he began to approach orgasm very quickly. Tim held my head softly in his hands and began to fuck my mouth. I was sucking and running my tongue over him, trying to keep my teeth off his skin. Finally, he reached the point of no return and I felt his body go stiff. The only movement was the pulsing of his cock as he shot streams of cum into my mouth. I had locked my lips tight on him and swallowed as fast as I could. The slippery, thick cum had a strong taste but the sexuality of the moment and the symbolism of me taking his seed, made it taste like honey. Even after he stopped shooting, I held his rapidly deflating cock between my lips, sucking down every sweet drop. Finally, he returned to reality, letting go of my head to grab his cock to put it back in his pants. I was panting from the excitement and he had a big smile on his face. When he was fully zipped up, he grabbed my hands to help me to my feet. I was a bit dizzy from all the excitement, but he held me in his arms a minute while he whispered how wonderful I was. I felt good too. I had let him have me first, in every way, so even if Justin wanted me to suck him, I would feel better about it. Finally, Tim let me go. I got my purse and touched up my makeup and hair. To cover for the meeting, Tim handed me a few HR forms and told me to fill them out in the next day or so. When I left to go back to my office I felt much better, even if my cock was still throbbing in its new prison, being the only unsatisfied part of the action. I secretly loved that I could taste his cock, as my mouth was coated with his cum. I made it through the last part of work but reality began to dawn on me when I returned home. My lust and desire had slowly been increasing since James locked me up. Now it was reaching a level where in the past I would have relieved myself, stroking my cock to break the tension. But that was impossible, I was fully understanding how difficult this chastity might be. At home, Dani was there but James was still out. She seemed to smirk when she asked how work went. I briefly thought about keeping the details from her, but something about not having full control anymore, kept me from hiding them. I spilled it all, telling her Justin was upset about me wearing pantyhose. So he was going to spank me every morning from now on. How I needed to buy him something to use on me. That both he and Tim knew about my cage, and that both men had me suck their cock. It seemed silly after I said it, but I defended myself by telling her that I was able to let Tim be the first to make me swallow his cum. As I finished saying it, I immediately blushed. It hit me how far I had come since I admitted my condition. Dani must have realized how I was feeling. After she laughed, she told me that I was always good with my mouth and tongue and maybe I should please my immediate supervisor as well as Tim. She even suggested that maybe I should ask James if he'd like a blowjob when he came home. If I showed him how contrite I was about my mistakes and how eager I was to truly accept him as the man of the house now, he might let me out of my cage earlier. I was surprised she sensed my anguish at being locked up, and told her so. Dani admitted that she suspected that my desires, especially after the forceful way the men at work had treated me, would make it very difficult for me to last in the cage. After a bit of thought, I decided she was right. I quickly made a casserole for dinner. While it baked, I dressed as James would want me to. I wore only a Basque with garters, silky stockings, pumps and my sheer serving apron. It was difficult and embarrassing to leave my small cock visible only in its metal cage, but I felt James would appreciate seeing me display my submission to him. I redid my makeup, with lots of lipstick. I wanted him to see the contrast between my wet red lips and his hard cock, as I pleased him. When he finally came home, he immediately kissed Dani and gave me his coat and briefcase to put away. Seeing him hold and caress Dani was difficult. But it seemed so long ago that I was her man. Now I was more like her best friend or lesbian lover. I hurriedly brought him his drink, putting those thoughts aside. I wanted to be nonchalant about sucking him, so I decided to just ask. "Welcome home, Sir. I made your favorite drink. I thought you might want to relax before dinner. I have it cooking and it will be ready in about half an hour. If you want, I could suck your cock while you have your drink. That might take away more of the tension from your day at work." I stood there, hands folded in front of me. I immediately felt my face blush as I actually spoke those words. My nipples were peeking out over the top of my Basque and they were rock hard. My cock had also swelled tightly against the metal of my cage, a small drop of pre-cum forming in the slit in the middle of my cockhead. I suddenly became worried that I had overstepped my boundaries with James, or become too aggressive. The last thing I wanted to do was offend him, and perhaps extend my time in the cage. But he remained calm, and took a sip from the drink. He had one arm around Dani. She looked at him, smiled and nodded as if to say he should accept my offer. He looked back at me and his mouth curved up slightly before he spoke. "Well Hanna that is a very nice offer. I appreciate you having everything prepared for my arrival home. It's nice that you recognize my positon here. Why don't you go kneel in front of my chair, I'll be there in a moment to let you have your treat." When he finished, he kissed Dani again, and caressed her small breasts through her blouse. He was signaling again, that this was now his home, Dani was his woman, and I was there to serve him as master of the house. It wasn't lost on me that he had called the large arm chair, his. It had been where I had always sat when I came home to read the paper or watch the sports shows. Like my wife, James had taken all my male preferences for his own. He knew by kneeling in front of it, waiting to give him a blowjob, that I was acknowledging his dominance. And I did. I knelt before the chair, giving him room to slide into it. I waited about five minutes, while he chatted with Dani and kissed her. Finally he came to me, standing in front, so I could unzip his pants before he sat down. When he was settled in the chair, his legs spread apart to allow me access, I pulled his cock out. Again I blushed, as Dani had joined him, sitting on the arm of the chair, holding his hand, while I held his cock. Of course I had licked it previously, to clean their sex juices off of it, but this time I would be taking his cum straight, without any pretense. As I held it and began to kiss and lick it, I had to admit it was a beautiful cock. Thick, with a large head that when I touched it emerged from his foreskin. I noticed immediately, that his aroma was different than either Tim or Justin. I hadn't thought about how each cock was unique. Now that I was becoming a more experienced cock sucker, these details were becoming apparent. I spent the next 20 minutes, sucking and swallowing as much of his penis as I could. I could get his head and about half of the shaft down my throat. He continued to talk with Dani, going over a few details about work as well as talking about social activities they might do. It was as if I was just part of the furniture, or more aptly a servant pleasing her master. I tried my best to make him cum, as I wanted to both please him and have him finish before the casserole was ready. I was able to do both, as he stiffened when he reached his climax. I both felt his body change and noted that he and Dani had stopped their conversation. As he ejaculated, she kissed him and whispered to him. I hungrily swallowed all of his cum, milking his cock with my fingers to be sure I squeezed it all out. I was amazed at how different his cum tasted from Tim's. He also had much more volume so much that it seeped out the corner of my mouth. I had to use my finger to wipe cum, as it leaked from the corner of my mouth, back over my lips. I had never even thought about such things before I admitted my condition. Now, my face flushed from sucking the new man of the house, my thoughts were drawn to both getting dinner on the table for him, and embarrassingly how Justin's cum might taste. Somehow, once I had broken the taboo of sucking another man, I couldn't get enough of it. Dinner turned out well, and while I cleaned up Dani and James had sex again. I was called in for another kind of cleanup duty of course. As I finished, she whispered to me that he lasted a really long time. She might want me to suck him every time before they had sex from now on. Rather than be depressed, the idea now made me excited. The cage and my inability to cum, were coloring all my decisions. The next few weeks ran their course, with a surprising routineness to them. I adjusted, although not easily, to having my cock caged. There was a little rubbing and uncomfortableness about wearing it all the time, but Dani helped me when it was removed for cleaning. Of course, my hands were cuffed when this happened and any erection was quickly put to rest with cold water. The inability to come, made me increasingly more servile and submissive, both at home and work. I did find out how Justin's cum tasted and I improved my ability to take all of each man further into my throat. It was very humbling, but thrilling to know that I would be swallowing at least one man's cum every day. Dani didn't leave me alone either, so it wasn't unusual for me to lick and kiss her pussy before James came home. I was becoming so orally oriented in my sex play, that I even switched from lipsticks to longer lasting lip stains, used more waterproof cosmetics, and carried wet wipes and extra makeup in my purse at all times. Justin took me being caged as a sign that he could be more forceful and dominant at work. He did institute daily spankings, using the nice walnut wood ruler, engraved with 'Mr. Poston' on one side and 'Yes Sir' on the other that I had given him. I usually gave him one or two blowjobs a week. But what he liked most, was my displaying my new found submissiveness to him. I was now required to attend all of his meetings to take his notes. Serving coffee was always required too, so much that I knew how all the managers and engineers preferred theirs without asking. The constant referral of other workers by Mr. so and so, or Sir was now expanded to Ms. so and so for the other secretaries as well. He wanted me to stand when I man entered my office, clasping my hands in front of me before asking them how I might be of service. Justin's two new male interns were constantly asking me to help with their tasks, as I knew most of the requirements from my previous role. I think they enjoyed appearing powerful, due to my constant servile behavior. Of course, I never got any recognition from this help. Justin's control also extended to how I dressed. Once or twice a week, he would tell me to wear something a little less restrictive as if he were rewarding me. What he wanted, was for me to not wear a bra and wear a tight fitting, preferable sheer top. I soon had a selection of halter or turtle neck body suits that molded around my breasts and were thin enough so my nipples were visible. I could wear a vest or cardigan sweater to hide myself when I left the office, but if he had male visitors then I had to let them see my form. It both humiliated and excited me to have him require me to be so open about my new appearance. James had taken my acceptance of him putting my cock in a chastity cage as the final approval of him as head of the household. He now made all the decisions, fucked Dani exclusively, and totally replaced me in the role of her mate. At first, it was difficult to accept that I was now more a servant in my house than a partner, but seeing how Dani flourished with him made it easier. Plus my new role heighten my submissive feelings, satisfying my desires. James seemed to know how much to push and how fast. He quickly integrated himself into Dani's family. Our visits to Aunt Carol's house or to her cousin, Annette were opportunities to demonstrate my new role. James and Dani were always together. They talked of their plans, work and social activities as the couple they truly were. While they socialized, I served the rest of the family. Often Dani put me in simple black outfits, that when paired with a white apron, and a lace hair bow, gave me the definite appearance of a maid. Her family accepted these new roles, as easily as they had me becoming feminine. She had obviously given Annette permission to have me titillate her husband Tom, which now might include a blowjob before they would go home. Dani's preference that I suck James before they had sex, had now been expanded to include Tom. Annette had thanked me more than once for his improved performances in bed. But it was Tim that seemed to enjoy me being caged the most. We now went out several times a week, and I saw him multiple times each week in his office. Tammy knew he had a standing appointment for me to visit, and I was pretty sure, she knew I was giving him blowjobs now. But I really had no choice about it. Tim also loved fucking my ass now that I was caged. He didn't need to worry about my pleasure, as he couldn't give me any relief. I had to admit, I focused much more on the sensations my anus gave me when I knew my cock was mostly a bystander in any of my sexual adventures. I did leak cum, but more like a pressure release than an orgasm. Something about the pressure of his cock on my prostrate would trigger a slow stream of juices from me. But my desire, lust, and hunger for an orgasm remained. Of course this just heightened my feelings of being a woman. My personal feelings and emotions were being separated from my cock, replaced by throbbing of my ass, or kissing of my nipples, or the sensations of silky cocks on my lips. I could also feel my attachment to Dani now being supplemented by my attraction to Tim. I was truly more of a servant to Dani and James, but I was Tim's girlfriend and lover. When James told me that I might be allowed an orgasm, to have my cage removed, it proved to be a watershed event. Dani had persuaded him, that I was now fully trained, very obedient, and committed to my role in life. She wanted to let me celebrate by having an erection and coming like a man. The conundrum for me was whether to do this with her and James or with Tim. She saw this conflict, and offered to unlock me and let me go spend the night with Tim. But something about that seemed wrong, so I asked if she would be with me, alone, instead. James gave his permission, so we made our plans. She decided that we would do it after one of our regular bathing sessions. She would cuff me, unlock my cage, clean and shave my pubic area and then allow me to orgasm. When I was ready we looked at each other, unsure how to proceed. It had been so long since it was just the two of us, that it was no longer routine or even natural. But the feelings of trust and love we had for each other were still there. "How do you want to do this honey? It's been so long since you were allowed to orgasm, that I want you to have it just like you desire." "I've thought about it, dreamed about it, and desired it so much since James took control of my cock. It is hard to believe I actually get to do it now. I have to confess, although I hated it when he locked me up, I've grown to appreciate what it has done for me. I've had to focus my desires elsewhere, both pleasing my other sex partners and learning to enjoy sexual sensations from elsewhere in my body. Plus it certainly has made me face my inner desire to be both submissive and to be feminine. Growing up, I told myself I hated my body. I hated the condition I was in, where I had breasts. Boys didn't have breasts. I knew it wasn't normal and wanted it fixed. But what I wouldn't admit to myself was that it wasn't the fact that I had breasts that I hated. It was that I had a penis and testicles rather than a vagina and labia. I've learned that now. When my caged cock was exposed to Justin and Tim, I was embarrassed because I inwardly wanted my penis to be punished and to not be able to use it sexually. When you made me face my condition, to admit I have breasts it changed me. I'm sure it was no accident that when I went for surgery I never told the surgeon to remove my breasts, only to make me look like I did when I was a teen. Because in my mind, I wanted my teen years to be wholly feminine. I've thought about this a lot now and know what I want to do. With you, now and for me later. Now, I want you to use your dildo on me like we did when we started. Stroke me, feel me, and make me cum while you plunge it in my ass. I loved surrendering to you like that, more so than your strap on. Somehow it made me feel like we were two women having sex. Made me feel closer to you than I ever was as a man. So I want to cum that way, one more time. But going forward, I'm ready to finally deal with my condition. I made an appointment a gender psychologist to begin my complete transition. After she agrees that I fit the profile, I'll meet with the company's doctor. I'll ask Dr. Hart to put me on female hormones. Then after they start changing the outer me to look more like I feel inside, I'll talk with Dr. Lucas about my final surgery. I want my own pussy, I want to feel my fingers on my clitoris, to plunge them into my vagina, to cup and stroke not a penis but my labia. I want to able to spread myself wide and feel Tim's cock pound me. I want to let Justin finger fuck my pussy when he spanks me. I want to let James watch me and you, kiss and make love. We can ride a double headed dildo or just scissor our pussies together, the way lesbians do. If you agree, I'd love for him to fuck us both, alternating filling our pussies with his magnificent cock. I've finally decided to remove the real condition from my life and make it part of my past. I'm going to get rid of my penis for good. Of course, until then I want James to keep it locked up. I have no desire to ever come again with my cock after you please me now." When I finished, I wasn't sure what she would do. But Dani smiled, leaned in, and we gently kissed. A soft, caressing kiss of two lovers who knew each other better than anyone else did. Although it had been a difficult journey that took me to places I had never dreamed of going, I knew then that I had the right solution to my condition.