I realized from Brooke that Luke was removed from a novice when it got here to being the dominant bull in a cuckold relationship. Earlier than he met her, when he was nonetheless in his late teenagers, Luke had bedded the spouse of his first boss, the proprietor of an area plumbing enterprise in his mid-50s. The spouse, a horny lady in her early 40s (a MILF, in Luke’s phrases), was the dominant associate in a female-led marriage who confirmed Luke the ropes (actually and figuratively) when it got here to dominating a submissive cuckold husband. An keen scholar, Luke readily embraced the tried and true traditions of such a relationship: tying his boss up and forcing him to look at him have intercourse along with his spouse; forcing the person to fluff him first and clear his mess out of his spouse afterwards; having the older man function his lackey on the couple’s house (and finally even on the man’s enterprise); making his boss therapeutic massage and worship his ft; in the end compelling him to put on female clothes and a chastity cage, and many others. Type of a best hits compilation of cuckold humiliation. That is one factor about these kinds of relationships: since there are limits to what can realistically be executed to the cuckold, a sure diploma of repetitivenesses is inevitable. For higher or worse, nevertheless — simply as he utilized new, leading edge applied sciences to extra effectively run his enterprise — Luke proved to be fairly the innovator in his strategies of tormenting me. However he performed the best hits album for me (and Brooke) as properly — on repeat.
Among the extra artistic forms of humiliation he subjected me to had been fairly public in nature, however they developed over time.
With Brooke advocating on my behalf, I used to be capable of negotiate — properly, maybe negotiate is not precisely the appropriate phrase, as I used to be on my knees, massaging his ft, throughout this dialogue — some early, minor concessions from Luke when it got here to public shows of my emasculation. From the beginning, he was very large on establishing that there was just one man of the home. One man, one lady and one “fairy cuck,” his most popular moniker for me. However, we had been capable of persuade him that, as a professor within the faculty round which the city revolved, I had a sure standing in the neighborhood that may be endangered, or at a minimal tremendously difficult, by me being seen in public dressed as a girl or performing different over-the-top acts of submission. He and Brooke each thought my encounter with Kelly and her boyfriend was “humorous as hell,” however she was capable of make him see how an excessive amount of of that type of factor had the potential to break my profession and livelihood. Given his contempt for increased training, I am certain he did not give a rattling about my profession per se. Brooke sustaining her monetary independence from him was a part of the association, nevertheless, so my revenue mattered.
One of many concessions Luke agreed to early on, when the contractors had been nonetheless ending up their work in our home, was to not require me to put on solely panties, pantyhose or translucent, footed tights in the course of the day whereas the lads had been strolling out and in of the lounge, the place I used to be normally at my desk writing. As a substitute, I used to be permitted to put on nylon/spandex yoga pants and undersized T-shirts that not less than lined my stomach button (or principally). Do not get me incorrect, these yoga pants had been nonetheless humiliating; they had been very tight, my small erection and balls clearly seen beneath the clingy cloth, and the colours Brooke bought included white, lavender, turquoise and pink. However not less than they weren’t sheer and footed. Fairly, I used to be required to be barefoot, my nails painted varied shades (generally matching the colour of my yoga pants). I favored to inform myself that maybe the employees or supply individuals who noticed me thought I used to be sporting compression tights for some well being purpose or maybe believed I used to be a severe yoga practitioner or one thing. However deep down, I knew that wasn’t the case. I obtained some actual stares (and snickers) from the younger tradesmen, who should’ve thought I used to be a freak. I am certain in addition they took observe of the truth that I used to be dressed fairly in another way after Luke got here onto the scene than earlier than.
I bear in mind one afternoon when Ed introduced in two younger males who had been placing up drywall within the basement. They did a double take once they noticed Luke and Brooke sitting on the sofa kissing, whereas I, wearing white yoga pants and a pink T-shirt, knelt close to their ft strenuously buffing Luke’s work boots. He, in fact, was sporting his boots on the time and had propped one in every of them on prime of the cedar shoe shine package that he had ordered me to buy that first time he spent the evening. The boys chuckled brazenly on the sight. After I briefly caught Ed’s eye, I noticed him shaking his head nearly imperceptibly and frowning. It was a comparatively small, tight knit neighborhood of staff who refurbished homes within the space, and I’ve little doubt that Luke had developed a fame amongst them as a man who ruthlessly took out the competitors — whether or not in enterprise or within the bed room. Get rid of, then humiliate. Luke’s motto.
Whereas I used to be not pressured to decorate en femme in public — working errands on the town or instructing courses — I used to be compelled to combine not less than one female component into my day by day apparel (apart from my compulsory undergarments, in fact), resembling unisex pants that ended mid calf, socks with a lace trim, ladies’s sneakers, bracelets and/or necklaces, ladies’s T-shirts with brief sleeves, refined make-up, and many others. Luke even had a chart to maintain observe of my apparel: “Wednesday: white lace panties with bows, white lace socks;” “Thursday: lime inexperienced nylon panties, Cuban heeled ankle boots,” and many others. He and/or Brooke would examine my apparel earlier than I left the home. At school, specifically, I used to be acutely self-conscious and at all times imagined college students (or colleagues) zeroing in on the accent or article of clothes in query. Truly, I should not say “imagined;” I am certain they observed. I noticed their smirks and eye rolls, their exchanges of figuring out smiles; I heard their titters. The garments grew to become more and more female the extra weight I misplaced. Would not the alternative have been the appropriate incentive system? Regardless of, the canings in the end did the trick.
Not eager to get forward of myself, I’ll save for later the account of how I grew to become the primary professor in america (or, to my information, wherever on the planet) to lecture my class dressed as a sissy maid (this did not occur till I reached my current weight of 165 kilos, beginning simply six months in the past).
Lengthy earlier than the maid uniform got here the chastity cage, a birthday current from Luke to Brooke, together with 14 karat gold ankle chain to carry one in every of my keys. Luke, naturally, saved the opposite key.
After the renovations had been completed, the brand new room within the basement grew to become my de facto bed room when Luke was round. The room was fairly small and spartan, with a single mattress and small dresser. No less than I had a half rest room down there (I showered within the first ground rest room). Luke and Brooke texted me each time they wanted something, day or evening. My frequent journeys up and down two flights of stairs, fetching snacks or drinks or no matter else they wished, performed its half in my final weight reduction. Sometimes, I used to be permitted to sleep on the ground of my former/part-time bed room, like a canine, on the foot of the king measurement mattress the place Luke and Brooke slept comfortably. Sleeping on the ground didn’t agree with my again, nevertheless, so I did not stay up for these nights.
Subsequent to my bed room downstairs, we had put in a small gymnasium, with a treadmill, a stationary bike and a weight bench. The three of us obtained right into a routine of figuring out collectively twice per week. Luke entertained Brooke by taking part in the a part of my sadistic private coach. As I ran on the treadmill, normally sporting solely a pair of sheer, footed tights, Luke would spur me on with slashes of the using crop he purchased for the aim throughout my buttocks or again. Combined in with the timed sprints on the treadmill (at completely different elevations and speeds of Luke’s selecting) had been squats, deep knee bends, sit-ups, push-ups, leaping jacks and excessive steps, all with the relentless encouragement of Luke’s crop on my bottom. Like all good coach he additionally peppered me with motivational phrases: “Look alive, fats boy!”, “Transfer that fats ass now, if you wish to hold it!” Brooke was most amused when Luke, utilizing uncommon double entendre, would conjure Jane Fonda from her outdated aerobics movies and inform me, “Really feel the burn, butterball” as he struck my buttocks with the crop (how the 2 of them had been acquainted with these historical movies was a thriller to me — in all probability some nostalgic repost on TikTok, I suppose). My tights had been invariably soaked in sweat on the conclusion of those classes.
However life at our modest house on the town was solely a part of the story after Luke’s arrival on the scene. There was additionally life at Luke’s 6,000 sq. foot McMansion within the nation. The enjoyable for me by no means ended.