The next 3-4 weeks at her condo were mostly me unpacking my things and generally just getting used to the new place. I had lived with a girlfriend before this for several years so I knew it would be an adjustment, but Rebecca took it to a whole new level. Of course, because of the incident of me cumming without permission, I hadn't cum in 3 weeks. I was extremely desperate.
She has always said from the beginning that what we did in the bedroom was separate from outside the bedroom. But two weeks in and I started noticing a few things that didn't align with her assertion. They were subtly but noticeable. The first week she had texted me, since I was now working fully remotely, to clean the bathroom and kitchen before she got home. I said sure, and why not? This was my place now too. But then she asked again the second week. And the third week she simply came home after work one night and said,
"John. The kitchen is a mess. The bathroom is disgusting. Are you kidding me?"
"Oh, I...uhhh...l didn't know...."
"Clean them both. Now. I'm heading to the gym."
When she got back she thanked me and was very pleasant. I guess I just hadn't picked up on the fact that this was now an expectation. In addition to cooking her breakfast and most dinners. I didn't mind the cooking since I enjoyed doing that anyway, but I did feel that the in-bedroom submission was now becoming an expectation outside the bedroom. What really convinced me was the request toward the end of three weeks.
We were folding laundry together, when she said "John, I honestly never think my washers do a great job on my underwear or my gym shorts."
"What? What do you mean? They look clean to me."
"I don't know. Maybe it's just in my head, but I feel like I can still smell my own sweat. I don't know, maybe I'm wrong. Maybe it's just in my head."
I thought that was the end of it, but the next day around lunch time she sent me a text:
"John, if you have time today I have a request...when you do that last load of laundry, can you please take out and hand wash my underwear and my gym shorts? I just want to test whether they come out cleaner. Thanks love :)"
I thought it was a weird request, but hey, maybe it would earn me a chance to finally have a cum release. I ended up having a long day at work so I didn't get a start on then until just after 5pm. I gathered her underwear and headed over to the sink. As I sifted through her thongs I could feel the dampness. I felt my caged penis start to shift. I put the thongs up to my nose. I could smell Rebecca's sweat, but I could also smell her pussy. I felt my dick pushing hard again the cage. I put thongs down and then gathered her gym shorts. These were very short, gotten shorts. A few white pairs and a few gray pairs. I couldn't help myself. I shoved one up to my nose, right on the crotch area. And just as I inhaled as deeply as I could, Rebecca came through the door and stopped in her tracks.
I first had a wave of fear, but her tone was one of excitement.
"Oh you dirty boy! And I'm glad to see you're doing this for me." She walked over and stood behind me. She took one hand and grabbed my cage and slowly started moving it up and down.
"Don't let me stop you, naughty boy. Keep going. I want to watch. I like that my scent is something you need. Let me see you smell those shorts."
I took her shorts and put them up to my nose. Her hand yanking my cage up and down felt so fucking good.
"Mmmm I bet those smell so good and sweaty. Smell my pussy in those shorts. Come on, bitch, do it." I inhaled even harder so she could hear it. She kept yanking my cage. It was causing enough friction where I could feel an orgasm building. It was happening.
"Now turn them over and look at them." I did what she said. "Do you see where my ass would have been inside here? Do you see here where my asshole would have been?" She pointed with her finger to the exact spot. "Now smell that spot right now. I shoved it into my nose. I don't know if I actually smelled anything specifically different or if it was my imagination but it did smell distinctly like her ass, and I had licked her there enough to know.
"Now lick it." She yanked faster. I stuck my tongue out and licked all over where her ass would have been and at the exact spot she had pointed out. She then grabbed a thong and shoved it into my nose. "Smell the string where it sat between my ass cheeks. Taste it." I stuck my tongue out and tasted it for about 5 second before I suddenly exploded with an orgasm. I squirted cum out of the cage. Like the other time, it sort of hurt because my dick was not erect but the good sensations outweighed the bad.
"Goooood boy! I know you had a lot of cummies backed up. Look at all that cum." I was breathing heavy. It felt so damn good. I needed that release. She gave me a big hug. She then put her hands in the sink to rinse off my cum.
"I should have you lick this up. Right now, though, I want you to wash all of these."
She pointed to her underwear and shorts. "And I want you to this every week with my gym clothes. I will put them in a separate basket for you."
And with that, my submission outside the bedroom began. Every week she left her underwear and workout shorts in a separate basket just for me. It was such a turn on but made life in chastity very challenging every time I had to do it, which was usually about twice a week. Between that, cleaning the entire condo once a week, grocery shopping and cooking, I was getting a bit worn out. And the most recent week she started asking for me to run other errands. I had to tell her no a few times - not out of rebellion but because of my job. Rebecca noticed this and we had a talk one evening.
