More than just a CD

It was my 50th birthday and after 24 years of marriage I pretty much knew what to expect from my wife for a present. She liked to get me books or CD's to listen to, to help me with my career or hobbies I enjoyed. Life basically cruised along on auto pilot like most marriages do after a long time together. I always thought of myself as the more adventurous one and she agreed with me. I had expressed to her that I had an interest and dabbled in cross dressing since I was a teen and fantasized about dressing up as a maid and doing housework. I also particularly enjoy bondage and had a large rubber fetish. She had discovered my stash of restraints, props, and gags I had collected over the years and hid from her. She threw them all away and made me go to couples therapy. After two years in therapy we decided there wasn't much to discuss anymore and quit going. It really was unproductive anyhow since we never got past talking about basic relationship stuff. Whenever I opened up I could tell she was quite upset and that shut things down quickly. So, it was no surprise that I received a box containing a series of CD's entitled "Proper Management and Supervision Techniques" and a music CD to listen to while I drove around or when I was just lounging around the house.

The following day I put the first CD in the player and began listening to it. The voice was a very pleasant woman's voice with nice music in the background. I really enjoyed listening to it but it was the strangest thing that afterward I really couldn't remember what the subject was. It seemed like I would just be driving along and arrived at my destination barely remembering the trip. I swear when I was listening that I could hear other voices in the background or something but could not make out what they were saying. When I arrived home that evening I gave my wife a great massage including her feet. She looked great and her make-up for some reason looked better than usual. After dinner I cleaned up the dishes from the table and got her a drink while she relaxed on the couch. I found myself standing at the kitchen sink wearing rubber gloves and an apron rinsing dishes, loading the dishwasher, and wiping off the counters. She walked up behind me and reached around front giving me a squeeze saying what a wonderful job I was doing. That got me really excited. That night when we went to bed, instead of me waiting for her to fondle me, I found her pushing my face down to her sweet spot and me complying willingly. After I had pleased her for awhile she thanked me for being such a wonderful husband and dozed off to sleep. In the past I would have been upset for not getting any attention myself but I felt very happy. She suggested listen to my music CD and relax before falling asleep. I put on my headphones and listened to the soothing music and sounds. It seemed like there was someone speaking to me while I was listening to the music but she was sleep and I soon followed. This went on for weeks as I listened to my CD’s. I’m not sure what was on all of them but I felt as if something was different about me.

When I woke up one day I turned on the shower for my wife and went out to the kitchen and made some coffee. Again I found myself wearing rubber gloves and a black nightgown as she walked into the kitchen. I didn’t even remember putting the silky nightgown on. She commented how nice and soft I looked and thanked me for the coffee and commented on what a kind and gentle man I was, she then whispered in my ear “it’s sissy maid time for you”. She then asked me to follow her into the bathroom to help her get ready for work. She told me to get out her make-up case and gave me a list of items to set out for her from her case. I watched her putting on her make-up almost mesmerized. She noticed my keen interest and asked if I wanted to wear some make-up also. I stammered that I wasn’t sure and she said don’t worry it will all wash off, “I have make-up remover”. She then pulled a wig out of the closet and put it on me with some clip on earrings, followed by foundation, blush, eye liner, mascara, eye shadow, and lipstick. When she had me turn around and look in the mirror I could hardly believe it was me and I was really turned on by what I saw. She then handed me a piece of paper with a list on it. I read the list and it had things like laundry, vacuuming, wash the windows, clean the bathroom, wash the floors, etc. I looked puzzled at her and said “what about work?” She said she had called into work for me and was very pleased with how much I had been helping her. She said there was another surprise for me in the bedroom. I walked into the bedroom and lying on the bed was a maid’s uniform, stockings, and heels. She said, “Hurry up now and put it on, I don’t want to be late for work”. I put it on and felt excited and embarrassed all at the same time. She then pulled out a padlock and locked the uniform on at the waist and neck. The heels also locked into place. This is “In case you are having second thoughts” she said. She then reached under my skirt and slipped a locking chastity device on to make sure I didn’t have any “messy accidents” while she was gone and reminded me to sit when I pee. She then put a locking head harness with ball gag, posture collar, headphones and an MP3 player attached onto my head. When she turned on the MP3 player I recognized the voice as EMG’s at it was playing the maids creed over and over again.

I went about merrily doing my chores, stopping to admire my self in the mirror as I went about my business, frustrated that I could not relieve myself. My wife said she had web cameras located around the house to insure I wasn’t goofing off. I could hardly believe what was happening to me. I noticed after walking around in the heels for hours my feet were getting sore, it made it much more comfortable to do chores that required me to be n my knees on the kneeling pad she had left me. This was hard work but I felt so wonderful doing it. How could this be? When my wife arrived home I had completed all of my chores including having the table set with candles and a nicely prepared dinner in the oven. The first thing I did when she walked in the door was to remove her shoes, get her a drink, and rub her feet; once she was comfortable she removed my head harness and had me service her sexually. I then went off to put dinner on the table and serve it to her. I felt quite content and happy being her sissy maid slut. I then donned my rubber gloves and cleaned the kitchen again and then prepared her bath for her. My mind just kept jumping to the next thing that I could do to make her happy. After her bath I toweled her off and then removed my make-up and showered. She went into the bedroom as I was drying off. When I came into the bedroom my rubber sleep sack which I thought she had thrown away was on the bed. She said “you’ve been such a good sissy maid today that I have a reward for you”. I said “what is it?” she responded “It’s rubber slave time for you”. She then had me slip my arms into the rubber sleeves and zipped me up into my sleep sack. Then she straddled my face and told me that if I could make her cum multiple times she might remove my chastity device and let me cum also. Over and over again I serviced her. I then begged for her to allow me to cum and she said she had heard enough and put a rubber hood over my head and a ball gag into my mouth. She then put head phones on and the voice put me under making me feel warm and relaxed, telling me that I was being cursed to be addicted to rubber. While this was going on she removed my chastity device and began stroking me picking up the intensity and following along with the voice in the headphones which told me when I could cum. Then everything exploded my mind was spinning. I was left in my sleep sack all night with a reinforcement tape playing in my head. My wife had taken all of my fetishes and desires and remolded me into her loyal and obedient slave.