The Chaste Housekeeper

Some guys would love to retire or lose their jobs and be able to do anything they wanted, with all the time in the world. Take it from me, the temptations can lead to a conclusion that one had not imagined, nor desired.

I lost my job but kept leaving for work each day. How did I manage to cover the loss of pay? From a secret savings account, though I had to switch from bringing home the check to bringing home the receipt that I had already stopped at the bank.

I'm not sure what tipped Darla off to my deception. I think my first error was going to the bank during a work hour, and the time receipt showed that. Maybe one of her friends saw me someplace I should not have been at that time. Or maybe she called the office and found out the truth. She's not saying so she can keep her "spy network" options intact.

Anyway, I had a couple of girlfriends that I met for an afternoon rendezvous, mostly single but once or twice both of them. So maybe Darla's nose caught the scent of one or both of them?

Anyway, she laid down the law. I was going to do all the housework and otherwise stay home, and she would continue to work. Since my income was about 1/4 of hers, we could do without mine; it was something which kept me busy and which I liked to do. Now that was gone.

First was the punishment for the sexual adventures. Of course, a chastity belt. But considering my stay-at-home situation, she had more options than wearing it under clothes. She wanted something readily available so she found a cock cage based on the Northbound eather model.Most of those seem to be made for guys who are hung like a horse, so she had modifications made - - much smaller, solid metal, and two small holes, top and bottom.

All of this she had done prior to revealing that she knew my secret. Being the type of device it was, fit did not have to be exact. She took me, blindfolded, to a surprise - - I was still not suspecting. I was placed against a pole and handcuffed behind my back. She depants me and the belt went on. Then she told me what she knew.

Of course I maintained my innocence, which turned out not to have been a smart thing. Because of that, she had a modification made for an "addition" in the rear. So now instead of chains going on my rear cheeks, I had a bar going up my crack with a hollow plug in my ass. In order for me to shit, I had to have an enema tube inserted and the whole solid material turned into a liquid. And to prevent leakage, there was a plug which would screw into the inside of the tube, with a small lock to keep it in place.

But as I said, cleanliness was not a problem. I would be home and able to step into the shower for a clean-up. Or use a small hose to put water thru the top hole on the solid cage, with drainage out the bottom.

So now I stay home and do housework. Wearing ONLY my chasity device. And to make sure I don't put on clothes to go out or even answer the door, I am wearing ankle manacles and wrist manacles, with the linking chain running thru a ring on the front of the belt.

Imagine answering the door for a delivery person! Imagine being the delivery person and seeing that!!!!

The phone is attached to a machine and does not ring; no calls can be made going out. And the computer is monitored so she can read everything I do on it. So . . . I have all this leisure but what good is it???

Don

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