Slave to Our Neighbor (02)

This is a story with extreme humiliation. Gay sex, submission and more. If you don't want that, please go to the next story :)

When I returned down to our living room, Karen was already having a drink and relaxing in the sofa. I kissed her hi and asked her about the trip. I was so afraid that she would see that I had the chastity still on or there were still leftover of the guys cum on my face. I turned bright red, just thinking about that but she didn't notice. I opened a beer and she asked me about my weekend.

I decided I should tell her that I got to know Kevin, our neighbor over the weekend. Told her that we had beer earlier and he seemed like a nice guy.

"I thought you didn't like him?" she asked.

"That was before I got to know him some more," I lied. I still didn't like him, but he was now my master, and I needed to be able to keep that going.

"He is what, 15 years older than us, and not in very good shape, I must say," she remarked. "But that doesn't matter, does it. I am happy you made a friend in the neighborhood."

We finished our night with a long chat. She went to bed, and I told her I would be up soon, I just wanted to clean up before. She smiled at me, happy that I would do that and went upstairs.

While I cleaned up, my mind wandered to the change in my life for the last 24 hours. From a married man to a sissy, from a guy who have never had a gay experience to being bukkake by four man and send home with they're cum on my face. To be pissed on and dressed up in a sissy dress while cleaning my neighbor's house. While thinking about all this, I found my cock tried to grow in that little cage. I wasn't sure how I would explain that to my wife. When she wanted sex, I just hoped Kevin would have freed me up.

As I was heading up stairs, my phone pinged. It was a message from Kevin. "Slut, be here 9 in the morning, get in uniform and wake me up with a blowjob." Attached was a short video of me getting cum on my face from one of his friends.

I wouldn't get much sleep that night.

It turned out to be quite hard sleeping with the cage on. I was waking up hurting from my cock trying to grow, hurt from the ring around my balls. But at least, I got a few hours in before I woke up just before 8 in the morning. My wife was still sleeping. I quietly left the bedroom, took my bag with my uniform on and headed downstairs. I poured myself some coffee and waited. I was supposed to be there at 9, I knew I had to do it. I just hoped that my wife would sleep through it.

Just before 9, I walked over and entered. I changed in the kitchen before entering his bedroom. There he was, snoring, sound asleep, naked. He was lying on his back, so there was nothing that prevent me from doing what I was supposed to do. I climbed in bed, between his legs and slowly took his soft cock in my mouth. It was musky, I felt hit grow a little in my mouth before I started to suck on it. Slow at first and I could hear him grunt, move a little so I dropped it out. I felt my head quickly follow his movement and get the cock back in my mouth. He was now fully erect, and I sucked him for 10 minutes before he woke up. I knew that he had woken up when he grabbed my head and forced it down on his cock. I was gagging as he fucked my mouth.

"Good morning sissy," he said as he kept using my mouth as his masturbation tool. I tried my best to hold on and kept sucking and slurping on his cock. Suddenly, I could feel him stiffen up and without a warning, he filled my mouth with his cum. He held my face down as he drained his cock down my throat.

"Yes, that was a good morning wake up sissy. We will do this more often. Now clean me up and go make me some coffee." I licked the rest of the cum from his now shrinking cock before he stood up and walked into the bathroom. I could hear the shower running.

I fixed a coffee, still dressed like a maid and when he came out, he took the mug and went into the living room. "Join me sissy."

He told me that last night was a little disappointment for his friends. "To have the maid run out on us in the middle of the night, was embarrassing for me. If I can't control my slave, then I lose all credibility with my dominant friends, you understand that don't you?" I nodded.

He stood up with his phone up. "I want you to apologize to them". He hit record.

I wasn't sure what to say, but he just looked at me with a angry look.

"Hello. I want to apologize for my behavior last night. It was something that I could not control. I hope you accept my apology."

Kevin stopped the recording and shook his head. "That was pathetic. But we will see, maybe they take pity on you and accept. But I doubt it."

He told me to change and go back to my house. He would be in contact later.

When I came back home, I still had the taste of my neighbors cum in my mouth. Karen was downstairs having a coffee. "Good morning love, were have you been?"

I stammered that Kevin needed some help.

"That early on a Sunday morning. That is a little rude, isn't it."

It was difficult lying to her like that. "No, I don't mind. It was a quick job."

"What was the job?"

She wanted to know more; I had to think quickly. "Just move a closet that was in his way in the garage."

That seemed to settle her curiosity.

We talked about the rest of the day. She told me that a friend of her was in town, and she wanted to grab a coffee with her downtown and if I would mind. I told her to have some fun. "I am just going to hang around the house, just relax a little".

Around noon I saw my wife drive off. I knew she would be out for a few hours. My wife's car was still visible when my phone rang. It was Kevin.

Kevin: Hey sissy. Where was your pretty wife going?

Sissy: Hello Sir, she just went into town, meeting a friend for a coffee.

Kevin: Good, then you have some time on your hand to compensate for your lack of servitude last night.

Sissy: What do you mean Sir?

Kevin: I am texting you the address of Justin. He didn't accept your apology, and your present is expected there now. It will take you about 15 minutes to get there. You better hurry, he is expecting the maid to come.

He hung up. The address came.

I didn't have the opportunity to plead with him. It was outside, another house. I was so scared, what was expected of me there.

I dressed up and then put on a long coat on that covered my sissy look. I had the wig with me. On the way, I was so nervous. This was something that we had talked about, not exposing me but here I was, going to another house, dressed in a sissy maid outfit, not knowing what would wait for me there.

As I approached the house, I noticed that it was a small house, basement and then two floors on top of that. It was in the middle of the neighborhood and busy street. I parked my car. I didn't know if it was the basement or the top floors. I fixed the wig on my head before running up the stairs. I took my chances and rang the bell on the middle floor.

Justin opened. He just stood there, waiting.

"Hello Sir, Kevin sends me," I managed to say.

He still just stood there, in silent. I didn't know what to do. Finally, he spoke. "This is not what I ordered," he said as he started to close the door.

"Wait, Sir, please wait." He looked around before removing my coat and show him my maid uniform.

He smiled. "That's more like it. Hand me the coat," he ordered as he ripped it from me before allowing me to enter. I was sure so many people have seen my exposure, but I just kept looking inside. Hopefully no one would recognize me.

He sat down at the kitchen table. "So, you want to make up for being such a poor slave last night?"

I nodded. "Yes Sir."

"Good, I know you don't have all day, so I tell you what I need from you." He stood up and I followed him into the bathroom. It looked like it hasn't been cleaned for quite a while!

"As you can see, I don't like cleaning in here. I have had a slave doing that for the last couple of years, but she has now moved away. That is now your job. I want everything so clean in here that you can lick anything in here, is that understood?"

I nodded again.

"Good, but before you start, we need to get you ready." He led me to his bedroom. He took out a bag and got back with a gag that he put in my mouth, clamps on my nipples which were quite heavy and lastly, he told me to bend over as he put a big plug up my ass in one thrust. It took me as a surprise as he did that, and I screamed. "Shut the fuck up slave," he demanded as he finished. "Now, back to the bathroom, I need to piss before you start."

I couldn't speak, my butt hurt and my nipples too. This was going to be hard, but Justin was about to make it ever harder for me.

"Kneel down slave," he ordered me. I was now drooling from the gag which was a round O that kept my mouth open. He fished out his cock, laid in in my mouth and urinated straight into my mouth. I gulped and gulped, trying not to cough it up. I couldn't taste it much, but it was warm as it entered my mouth and straight down my throat. As he finished, he told me that he expects everything cleaned with in one hour.

I was still kneeling, with the taste of his piss in my mouth, when he closed the door and locked it. My service was now on cleaning this mess up and make sure, he will be happy when he opens the door again.

It was hard work, especially the shower and the toilet. It was so messy that I had to clean that three times, just to get all the stains of it. And the floor around the toilet was disgusting. But finally, I thought I was finished. I sat down, didn't have a clue how long I have been in there, but it must have been close to an hour, my nipples were so hurt, my ass full and still with his piss taste in my mouth.

I sat down on the floor, waiting for Justin to return and let me out. Few minutes later the door opened, and Justin was holding a phone, no doubt that he was filming me. "Look at that, I haven't seen it so clean in months. You had done a good job, I think, but you must proof it slave," he said.

I was confused. The proof was straight in front of him. The clean bathroom.

"Like I told you earlier, I wanted it that clean that you would trust yourself to lick anything in here. So, to start with, I want you to lick the floor."

I could see on his face that he was enjoying my torment. I put my tongue out of the ring and lowered my head down to the ground. I licked.

"Good slave, now the toilet," he ordered.

That was what I was afraid he would say. That was so disgusting, but the humiliation was a turn on, I must admit as my cock started to grow inside my cage. I did, I licked this guy toilet, all on video on his phone.

He told me to get up, wash my mouth, remove his toys, clean them up and get back into the living room.

When I returned, he threw me my coat and told me to fuck off out. "Your wife will be home soon, I bet you would want to change before."

I hurried back home, not sure how to feel. It was so degrading, so humiliating but on the way back, I still wandered why he hadn't at least got a blowjob from me. Strangely, I was a little disappointed.

When I approached the house, I was relieved that Karen hasn't arrived back yet. I hurried inside and quickly changed from the maid uniform to my plain clothes. I sat down and thought about the humiliation Justin has put me through. Strangely, it did turn me on to think back at it.

For the next couple of hours, I cleaned up the house, took a shower and was relaxing in front of the tv when Karen came back. She was in a good mood, the date with her friend has gone well. "When I came back, I ran into Kevin," she said, and I quickly looked at her. "He wanted to invite us to dinner tonight. I said that would be a great idea."

I stammered, what was he thinking, inviting us. "I had planned to make us some steak," I lied but she just shrugged that off. "Don't be silly, of course we will accept his invitation. It would be rude not to."

She went into the bedroom and I was in full panic mode. I was sure he had planned something.

"Honey, get ready and head over to Kevin. I am going to change and then I will join you guys. He needs some help and asked me to send you."

Of course, he wanted to talk to me first. I was ready, so I just walked over to his house and knocked.

"Hello neighbor," he said with a big smile on his face.

"What is going on," I asked back as I entered his house.

"We are going to have some fun tonight slave. First, I want to be sure that you will obey every order that comes your way tonight, no matter what."

I was scared what he had in mind. "Don't out me to her, please," I begged.

He shook his head. "That depends on you more then me. Truth to be told, I think it would be great if she would see you as your really are. As a sissy slave. That would free her up, don't you think?"

He was serious. "No, I don't think so. I think she would leave me."

He grabbed my shoulder and had me kneel in front of him. He fished out his cock and told me to put it in my mouth and keep it there, but I was not allowed to suck him.

"I want you to stay quiet while I speak. Hopefully I will be finished by the time your beautiful wife will arrive. Firstly, I think your wife is more adventurous than you think. And I believe that she would be open to the idea of having a sissy slave at home, more then a weak husband like she has now. I would also think that she would be open to sleep with another man. The only main thing that I am not sure of, and you might be able to help me with this. Do you think she would be more open to being a dominant or submissive, when she would sleep with a real man."

He grabbed my hair and withdrew his cock from my mouth.

I didn't know what to say. I didn't know how to answer that question. I would definitely not think that she would be open to sleep with another man. And the times that we have played together she had been more dominant. I told him so.

He put his dick back in my mouth.

"That is obvious. Of course she would be dominant with you. But the question was, dominant or submissive with a real man."

Again, cock removed.

"I don't know Sir, I honestly don't."

He zipped up his pants. "We might find out tonight."

The moment I stood up, Karen knocked on the door. Kevin let her in, kissed her on the cheek and asked her if she would want something to drink.

"I would love a glass of white wine, if you have one."

Kevin nodded. "Of course I do." He looked at me. "Get your wife a glass and there is a beer in the fridge, get me one too." He led my wife into the living room. I obeyed and got the drinks ready in the kitchen while they sat down.

"Love your place. I must admit, I wasn't expecting it to be clean, no offend but without the woman touch, places often go bad quite quickly," she said as she smiled at him.

"No offence taken. I have had help."

We sat down and talked some more about the neighborhood, some sports, politics. All quite normal between friends. And it looked like it was just friends having dinner together. But I knew that something else was looming in the air. I just didn't know what.

"Finally," Kevin said as his clock pinged. He stood up and headed to the kitchen. He came back with a lasagna and set the table for us.

We both praised him for this delicious food, and we drank some more. After dinner, we sat back down in the living room, and we started talking about more personal things. Like our kids, his ex-wife and more.

Karen asked him, why the marriage failed.

"I think it was several reasons, to be honest. But one of our main differences was our sex life."

Karen was intrigued. "What do you mean by that?"

I knew what he was doing, steering the conversation into sex.

"We just didn't hit off in the bedroom, to be honest. I have specific things that I like and she just wasn't into that."

My wife asked what that was.

"I am not sure I should share that," he said awkwardly laughing.

She encouraged him. "If you share, you can ask me one intimate question and my hubby another one and both of us will answer truthfully, ok?"

He nodded. "Ok, that's a deal. Like I said, I am into specific things. I like sub/dom play with my lovers, I like bdsm play and I like playing outside the marriage. For example, cuckolding another man."

Karen gasped. "I wasn't expecting that. I thought it would be more like specific things you wanted done to you or something like that."

He laughed. "It is too much for some, but not all."

Karen laughed with him and I tried to smile, I was terrified by the question he would ask me.

"My turn," he announced. "Karen, your question is this. Have you ever cheated on your husband and if not, have you ever fantasized about it."

Now my wife's face turned red. "That is, I mean," she stammered. Then she looked at me. "Yes, I have."

It took a minute to sink in. I was shocked. I would never have thought that she had cheated on me.

"When and who was it," I literally shouted at her. I stood up but Kevin ordered me to sit back down. Karen was surprised when I obeyed.

Karen then stood up. "I am sorry, it wasn't a question I was expecting from you. And I didn't want you to find out this way. His name is Brian, and it happened recently."

I was still in shock, and I didn't hear when Kevin was talking to me. I just stared straight ahead. I wanted to leave, to scream, to shout at her but in all honesty, I wasn't in any way in the right to be mad at her, not after what I have been doing.

I snapped out of it when I heard Kevin shout at me. "Eyes on me," he ordered, and I quickly obeyed. "Now for your question. For the last two days, what have your nickname been?"

I pleaded with him and Karen looked at me, curious to find out.

"Please," I said.

"Answer the man," my wife demanded.

After a few seconds of silence, I whispered. "Sissy slave."

Kevin held his ear. "I can't hear you."

I could see on the face of my wife, that she heard it. Her mouth was open, it was her time to be shocked.

"Sissy slave," I said louder.

He nodded.

"That needs some explanation," my wife said.

Kevin nodded. "I think it does, but first I want you to answer 3 more question, would that be ok?" he asked her and she nodded. "It can't be more revealing than what I have already confessed too."

His first question was if she was seeing Brian today and she answered yes.

"My second question, is Brian a better lover then your hubby." Again she nodded her head.

"My final question, is he dominant with you." Third nod from my wife.

Kevin was happy with her answers. "I am glad and thank you for answering truthfully."

Karen wanted to know more about my nick name.

Kevin stood up and headed to the bedroom. He came back with a ball gag. "Put this on sissy, I don't want you interrupting while I explain this to your wife."

Karen laughed as I opened my mouth widely and put the gag in. He locked it up and sat back down.

"You are not the only one in your marriage to have a secret. Your husband is a closet sissy and a devoted slave to humiliation."

I sat there, not able to speak as he explained to her my little game and how he had caught me. He showed her the pictures he took that night.

My wife was offended. "You used my panties, you fucking pervert."

Kevin kept going. "You mentioned earlier how nice my apartment look. You can thank your husband for that. He was in here yesterday for 5 hours cleaning the place, just in your panties. And he has come so far in such a short time."

Karen looked at me. "What do you mean by that."

Kevin looked at me. "Remove your pants."

I shook my head. "Either you will remove your pants, or I will do that for you."

I was mortified. I stood up and removed them and there was my little cock cage in plain sight, in front of my wife.

"What the fuck," she said and waited for explanation.

"This is his cock cage. I have the key of it and he will not be removed from it unless you want him too. I will keep the key, as he is now my sissy slave and will be if you have no objection regarding that. And I would also like to talk to you about your sex life."

Karen was confused. "What do you mean, you want him to clean for you dressed in my panties?"

Kevin smiled. "That and some more tasks. You see, sissy mean that your hubby wants to be dressed as a sissy and he wants to serve as a sissy. That means, he serves me sexually and quite frankly, my friends too."

Karen was trying to digest all this information. "You mean sexually?"

He nodded.

It was all coming out and I was surprised that Karen wasn't already out the door.

"But I want to talk more about your sex life," he said and turned his attention on Karen. "I really enjoy hearing about how you submit to Brian."

She shook her head. "I don't want to talk about that."

Kevin laughed. "You misunderstood me. I have heard all about it from my friend Brian. He has been very vocal about how he had been fucking this sexy MILF. When I found out your name, imagine my surprise. And graphic details about what you have been doing and my I say, you are one naughty little wife."

Karen was shocked. "You know Brian and he has told you about me?"

Kevin nodded and added that he had even sent him some pictures and videos.

She gasped. Now we were both shocked.

Kevin added. "So I know what kind of sex you like, what kind of a kinky slut you can be and that you want to be submissive to a dominant man. All this I have seen and enjoyed while using your husband as my personal slave. So I think it is fair to say that this neighborhood has got much more interesting then before. Imagine that I was thinking about selling this place a month ago!"

We looked at each other. Our secrets were revealed by Kevin, our fat old neighbor. And we were both shocked of the secrets that we both had. When we looked each other in the eye we knew, Kevin was our naughty neighbor who would own both of us. I saw my wife's face nod, I nodded back. We were in this together and we were going to try and enjoy the ride!