The weeks were flying by, and Laura and I had settled into our respective roles in a female-led relationship. I had learnt what I had to do to please Laura and to meet her expectations, whatever those were. In return for my obedience, she generously rewarded me in ways that gave me blissful sexual relief, but never so excessively that I lost the urge to serve and obey her. A particularly bright star above our little world...

It was after dinner one evening that events took a devastating turn. Laura and I were sitting, side-by-side, watching television, when my phone rang. The caller display read “Phoebe”. It was my sister! Instinctively, I panicked and declined the call. “Who was that, poppet?” asked Laura, innocently. “Er... nobody, Miss,” I replied, feeling my cheeks flush. My reply had alerted Laura's sixth sense. “What do you mean by that...

Oh my God! My life was changing at a breathtaking speed. Yesterday, there had been two momentous upheavals. The first was that I had handed in the keys to my own flat and taken up residence in Laura's, sleeping for the first time on an airbed alongside her. This arrangement had its upsides—for a start, she had made a point of getting undressed for bed in front of me. When it suits her, she has no modesty. Obviously, she w...

Back home, I had a troubled night, my mind buzzing from recalling the powerful climax that I had delivered to Laura. Just thinking about it again caused my entrapped penis to swell, resulting in pain. Then, when I did eventually drift off to sleep, I was awoken in the early hours by my morning glory struggling inside my cage, forcing me to get out of bed and take a cold shower to dampen my ardour. How was I going to cope...

Our next date marked a milestone in our relationship, because Laura invited me to her flat for dinner. She even cooked it, and very good it was. However, whilst she enjoyed a glass of Prosecco, she expected me to drink tap water. (“You'll be driving later, poppet,” she reminded me.) I helped her clear up after the meal and, without being asked, I washed the dishes. Then I made us both a cup of coffee, which I took into th...

My life continued along a familiar path for the next few weeks. Helen and Alice both continued to boss me around and to punish me when they considered I had failed. When Helen was at work, Alice would often spend her lunchtimes with me, always seeking to torment me in some way. Yet there was a growing fondness between us. She knew where to draw the line and always stopped short of cruelty. I was aroused by the way she lik...

Alice and I continued to run 5k a couple of times a week. I was always dressed in her old school uniform, while she was attired in something more like what other runners were wearing. It was mortifying that my short gym skirt was forever flipping up, revealing my gym knickers. I did try to persuade Alice that I would be better off wearing shorts, like her, but she would have none of it. “Surely, it must be embarrassing fo...

After pleasuring Alice with my mouth on Monday, I didn’t spend any time alone with her for three days, but the memory of that experience remained vivid, and just recalling it led to my penis swelling inside its tiny cage. It was lunchtime on Thursday when I expected to be next alone with Alice, and, during that morning, as I busied myself with my chores, I frequently became distracted and aroused, anticipating what might...

The next few days of my new life as a housekeeper at Helen's house were busy, but otherwise uneventful. Helen was at work, and Alice was out with friends for much of the time. I wondered if she told them about me but, if so, there was nothing I could do about it, although I thought Helen wouldn’t approve of such gossip. I worked my way through the massive house, thoroughly cleaning each room. By Friday, I’d completed the...