Its nothing new, but the house was getting to be a little bit messy this week, so I had to do something about it. When my sissy husband got home last night, I had an outfit layed out in the bedroom for him to change into. I told him that tonight my husband is a Sissy Maid, and that he better get cleaned up and dressed quickly with the outfit on the bed.
When he entered the bedroom (as I was sitting in the living room reading a book on the couch) he found on the bed the following:
- black thigh high stockings
- black peep toe pumps
- a Short bob wig
- frilly black & white panties
- a little black dress
- a while lace appron
I could hear him struggling in the bedroom, trying to slip into the dress, or the stockings I don’t know what… and I shouted to him “Hurry up! I don’t have all evening to wait for you.” Eventually he emerged from the bedroom, walking stiffly in the peep toe pumps, with his head down, embarased that he was dressed in the sissy maid outfit I had put together for my husband.
I then told him how I was disappointed that the house had become so messy, and that in his little outfit, he was to clean it, top to bottom. If he did a really good job, I would give him a reward.
I turned on the television as he began in the kitchen, mopping the floor. After that, he got the sheets off the bed, and put them in the laundry, gathered up our clothes, and sorted them so they were ready to go in next, and got to work on the bathroom. I enjoyed walking by, seeing him on his knees scrubbing the tub, with his dress riding up, exposing that cute little ass…
After he finished the bathroom, he began dusting the living room. When I was sure that he was almost done, I walked up to him, dusting the entertainment center… I grabbed his ass as I slid up the dress. He had not realized that the whole time I was on the couch, I was sitting there in a skirt, with my favorite strap on underneath. I told him that tonight he was getting bent over the entertainment center and screwed like the sissy maid husband that he is. I also told him that I expected him to moan like a porn star as I penetrated him, and that if he did a good job, I may let him out of his chastity so that he could jerk off into a wine glass (a special little drink for him).
He stood there waiting for my strapon, bent over the entertainment center, duster still in hand as I stretched out his tush, and slid my well lubricated strapon into his sissy maid tushy. My sissy husband gave a squeel as it first slid in. As he got used to it, he started moaning, begging me to give him more, pound him harder… I was so turned on that it didn’t take me long to orgasm with the vibrating feeldoe rubbing against my clit with every penetration of his sissy maid ass.
He had done well, cleaned the whole house, and gotten me to cum. I told him that when all the laundry was finished I would release him from his CB-6000 and he would be allowed to play with himself. A smile came across his face, it had been a while since I had let him do this…