“Morning, babe. How was your first night in chastity? Aw, that’s too bad. I’ve heard it gets better
“Morning, babe. How was your first night in chastity? Aw, that’s too bad. I’ve heard it gets better over time, though. Anyway, I’ve decided you’re going to scrub the floors today. I know I just did them yesterday, but that was before the cage, this is now. You’re not doing it because it needs to get done, you’re doing it because I want to see you on your hands and knees, scrubbing the floor with a rag like women have had to do for generations. Yes, I know we have a mop, weren’t you listening? This isn’t about the floor. I want you on your hands and knees, cleaning for me like an obedient woman. After that you’re going to cook something for me, and then do my laundry. What’s with that face? You didn’t think this was going to be all teasing-and-pleasing, did you? Sorry babe, I just don’t have the sex-drive that you do. For me, this is less about kinky play-time and more about getting you to do all the bitch-work while I relax for once. Now say ‘yes sir’ and get to work. Do I want you to kiss my feet? Fuck no. We’re not doing any of that foot-fetish bullshit. I know you’re really into that, but I’m not into it at all. You won’t be eating me out, either. We’re not doing sex, we’re not doing gross foot-fetish bullshit, and while we’re on the topic, we’re also not doing release days. Just chores and errands until your sex drive crashes and your dick shrivels up for good. Welcome to your new life, housewife.” -- source link