A Cuck Story

Final Part

The next day was Friday. I could barely concentrate on work as I sat at my desk at home, my cock locked in its pink chastity cage and my smallest butt plug nestled comfortably in place, as I though of what was coming that evening. I logged off work at 3 pm and went to the grocery store to buy dinner for my wife and her lover. Annie had left me detailed instructions to make sure everything would be ready for my debut as a cuckolded sissy maid, and when I got back home I began preparing. I tried not to think too much about what I was doing. I was long past the point of putting up a fight - I would dress as a maid, cook and serve dinner, and stand at attention as a younger man enjoyed my wife. It was crazy, but it felt natural by now. I stripped and took out my butt plug. Annie had indicated that I should have the medium-sized one in tonight, so I lubed it up and inserted it without too much difficulty. She had been hinting that I would soon be graduating to the largest one, which looked really big to me. I had shaved all over just a couple of days prior, so there was no need to go over that - it was time to get dressed. Annie had left my new dress out so I could look at it all day. She wouldn't be home for another two hours or so, but she had made it clear that I should dress now and get into "maid mode" early. I pulled up the panties and reveled in the feel of the satin around my smooth groin and ass. Next came the pink dress, which I dropped over my head. I could feel the submissive femininity washing over me. Even though I was alone, I already felt like I was in my rightful place as an obedient sissy. By the time I pulled the petticoat up under my skirt, I somehow felt like I should be dropping into a curtsy right then and there. The pink heels, choker and hair flower completed my outfit - Annie would be doing my makeup - and I got to work. I was acutely aware of my feminine movement as I walked out of the bedroom and began cleaning the house. Annie had been very clear - the bathroom, kitchen and living room had to be spotless for Rob's visit. Fortunately, I had been keeping everything clean, so it didn't take me long to go over everything. Not surprisingly, by the time I was done I had a wet spot in my panties, as the satin and the knowledge of what was in store got the better of me and made me leak through my cage. I was done cleaning, but there was no time to rest. I began preparing an appetizer, and I was working on this when the door opened and Annie walked in, home from work. Per her instructions, I walked out into the hallway, curtsied and said: "Welcome home, Ma'am. How was your day?" I immediately felt myself blush, but I couldn't help but grin as she stood there appraising me. Soon her wide smile turned into a hearty laugh. Without saying a word or taking a step toward me, she motioned for me to spin around. When I returned to my starting position, blushing more deeply than I think I ever had in my life, she finally walked up to me and moved in as if to give me a kiss. Instead, she whispered in my ear, "Hi, hubby," smacked my bottom and laughed harder. She walked straight to the bedroom, saying, "I'm gonna change, then I'll do your makeup." All of a sudden, I noticed my legs were shaking. Somehow, Annie being here had made everything feel more real. I stood there for a few seconds, realized there was nothing to do but get back to work and returned to the kitchen. I had the appetizers ready and was about to start dinner when Annie emerged from our bedroom, looking spectacular in a low-cut dress that didn't leave much to the imagination and elegant matching heels. In my own cheap pink shoes, I still towered over her, though I knew I still couldn't match up to Rob. Annie didn't say much as she did my usual makeup. She was clearly very excited for tonight. She had suggested that there would be some surprises in store for me, but I knew better than to ask. After a few minutes, she declared me ready and sent me back to work. Soon, having done her own makeup and put on her jewelry for the evening, she sat on the couch and had me serve her wine. For the next hour or so, she ignored me except to get a refill or give me some other instruction. She sat texting on her phone, and the wide grin on her face gave me a pretty good idea of who she was talking to. At 7:30 there was a knock on the door. Instantly it felt like my heart was beating out of my chest. I looked at my wife and she at me. She raised her eyebrows - there was no need to tell me what I had to do next. I wiped my hands and walked, slowly and unsteadily, to the door. With a deep breath, I opened it and faced Rob. In my heels, he was only about three inches taller than me, but dressed as I was I had never felt smaller next to him. He looked me up and down, snickering. It only took me a second or two to remember how to greet him. I stepped aside to let him in, curtsied and said, "Welcome, Sir. Please come in." "Thanks, sissy," he replied as he swept past me. I shut the door and followed him in time to see Annie greet him, as usual, with a long kiss. I stood there until I was directed to serve Rob a beer, and returned to the kitchen. When Annie had made me wear the dress the night before, it hadn't occurred to me that it would make things feel any different when Rob was around, but I found that it did. Somehow, being fully dressed in a pink maid outfit gave the whole thing an air of finality. A younger, bigger, stronger man was on my couch, locked in a passionate embrace with my wife, who was looking as sexy as ever. I was standing in the kitchen, wearing an outfit girlier than anything I had ever seen any woman wear, making dinner for them. Thankfully, with Rob's arrival Annie's attention turned entirely to him. Although it was the first time I had made them a full dinner, I was able to relax as they enjoyed each other's company as usual. There were more refills, and I was now required to curtsy anytime I was given an instruction, but other than that the evening was similar to the many that had preceded it. Instead of kneeling, I stood at attention so that I could quickly come with refills, silent except for the occasional "Yes, Ma'am" or "Yes, Sir" as needed. While Annie still addressed me as Nick sometimes, Rob now only called me Sissy, and before long my wife was following suit. Usually I would crawl after them into the bedroom when they were ready for sex, but on this occasion Annie instructed me to clear the table and do dishes as they retired. When I was done I was to knock on the door and wait for permission to enter. As I cleaned up, I could very clearly hear the sounds of foreplay coming from the bedroom. Finally, the kitchen was once again spotless. I walked to my bedroom door and knocked. After a few seconds, I heard my wife's command, "Enter." I did, and was met by the familiar sight of a naked Annie and Rob in bed. Annie turned to me. "Sissy, I told you there would be some surprises today," she said. "Yes, Ma'am," I replied in my small voice. "The first is that Rob will no longer be using a condom when he's with me. I'm still on birth control and I know he's clean, so there's no need for it." They looked at me, almost as if daring me to argue, but I just replied "Yes, Ma'am" and looked at the floor. I was having trouble meeting her gaze. "Very well, then," she said coldly. "Kneel." I did, and before long Rob had Annie moaning in ecstasy. It occurred to me that I would surely be taking his cum directly from her pussy now. Oh, well, what's the difference. Their session was a marathon one. There's no telling how many times Annie orgasmed, but Rob came twice, and after the second one I was predictably beckoned to the bed. "You know what I want you to do, don't you hubby?" Annie teased, displaying her cum-filled pussy. "Yes, Ma'am." "Good. Get to it." I was allowed to climb on to the bed to position myself between my wife's legs. I hesitated for a split second and began licking. The taste of Rob's cum no longer fazed me, although it did taste a little different fully mixed with Annie's juices. She held my head down and began moaning. Long after I had swallowed all the man's cum, she had me keep licking, until she reached another orgasm. After that they had me bring more drinks as the cuddled in bed. I assumed that, as usual, Rob would be leaving soon, but to my surprise Annie informed me that her lover would be spending the night and I would be sleeping on the couch. Once again, they waited for my reaction after this announcement. To their satisfaction, all I could bring myself to do was curtsy and agree to this new development. With instructions for breakfast in bed, I exited the bedroom and shut the door behind me. In the living room, I stripped and put on a pair of my older panties, which stretched over my chastity cage. Emotionally exhausted, I settled into the couch and fell asleep to the sound of giggling from the bedroom. The following morning, my alarm woke me up at 8. I had had a surprisingly good night's sleep, but immediately every detail from last night washed over me. I lay there for a couple of minutes, and got up. I was still the maid, and I had work to do. I showered and didn't replace my makeup, dried myself off and put on my full maid outfit again. By 9 am, I had a hearty egg and sausage breakfast ready. I placed it on a tray and knocked on the bedroom door. No answer. I knocked again, and finally heard Annie say, "Come in." I entered, curtsied and said, "Good morning, Sir, Ma'am, breakfast is ready." "Wonderful, thank you, Nick," replied my wife cheerfully. "Put it on the dresser and open the curtains, please." "Yes, Ma'am." I curtsied, finding that the movement was becoming second nature, and complied. When they were both sitting up, I gave them the tray. "Thank you, Nick. You may go. We'll call if we need you." "Yes, Ma'am." Curtsy. I sat on the couch, not knowing what was coming next. Before too long, I was called in to remove and wash the breakfast dishes, and soon after that the two lovers emerged, fully naked. "We're going to shower," announced my wife. "Please come in case we need you." "Yes, Ma'am," I curtsied and followed them to the bathroom. Once there, Annie had me hold a towel in each hand, to have it ready once they were done. To my mortification, I had to stand there as Rob let out a long stream of piss into the toilet. I noted some small splashes, knowing I'd be cleaning up again later. I stood at attention, sweating in my full uniform as the small bathroom steamed up and hearing Annie and Rob's playful shower makeout. When they were done, I expected to hand them each a towel, but instead only Rob reached for one and Annie had me dry her body. She kept kissing and rubbing up against Rob, who had just wrapped his towel around his waist and was not making any attempt to get dry, so I had to start over several times. "Now you can do Rob," declared Annie when I was done. I froze, but didn't say anything. Again, Annie raised her eyebrows in a now familiar expression. Rob took the towel off and handed it to me. "Come on, sissy," he said, not leaving any room for disagreement. I took the towel from him with suddenly trembling hands. "Yes, Sir," I said in my smallest voice, with a tiny curtsy to match. Annie stepped back to observe the scene with a smirk. I decided to start up top with his shoulders, moving down his back and strong pecs to his six-pack abs. I had never felt more like a sissy. When I reached his midsection I froze again, waiting for one of them to give me an instruction. None came. After a few seconds that felt a lot longer, I decided to drop to my knees and work my way up from the bottom, finding myself inches from his not-quite-soft cock. I worked the towel up each of Rob's strong legs, stopping before my hand got too close to his intimidating tool. To my mild relief, he turned his back to me. Even his ass was muscular, I couldn't help but think as I slowly toweled it off, trying to delay the moment when I would have to turn my attention to the front. I finished and lowered the towel. He turned to face me. I didn't want to look at it, so I started to look up, but realized I didn't want to look into his eyes from my kneeling position either. After a full five seconds where nobody said anything but I could feel two sets of eyes burning into me, I slowly, ever so slowly, began to raise the towel. I was going to do it. This man, five years my junior, had me dressed as a maid, on my knees. He had seduced my wife into chastising me, forced me to serve him, and now I was going to have to feel his cock. I was an inch away. Suddenly, Rob stooped down, took the towel from me and quickly dried himself off. I closed my eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, Rob and Annie's laughter ringing in my ears. I was a full-fledged sissy maid cuckold.