Part 3: The week continues
Sunday went much like Saturday. I woke early and orally serviced each of the women before making breakfast. They slept in later than on Saturday. I guess they were tired from all the activity of the preceding night. Sarah and Allison left for work together following breakfast and Samantha left to visit my step mom for the day. The list of chores for today involved a lot of outdoor activities. I was to work in the garden, do some landscaping and mow the lawn. I also had to wash and wax the three sister's cars. I worked while wearing a bra and thong panties.
Allison's yard was fairly well protected by shrubs. She had neighbors on both sides of her house and I could hear them working away in their yards. Her neighbor to the east had a two story house, and I swore I saw shadows in the second floor windows staring down into Allison's yard as I worked. The street she lived on was fairly quiet with only an occasional car passing by. Her front lawn wasn't large, but still would take a half hour or more to mow with her push mower. Even though I would be exposed, wearing only women's underwear, I was not given any additional clothing while I did the mowing. I practically ran with the mower trying to get done before being seen by one of her neighbors or anyone passing by. Ann and Ashley lounged on the porch watching me work and teasing me with comments about how nice my tan lines would be, and how they would need to buy me a training bra with padding since I didn't fill the one I was wearing out properly. Occasionally I would hear a horn sound as a car passed by. Once I head some cat calls and saw Ann waving to an older lady walking her dog on the sidewalk across the street. "If you run out of things for him to do, just send him my way. I definitely know how to treat bad boys, and he certainly looks like he has been bad to me" she said as she made her way down the street. Occasionally she would turn and laugh at what she had seen.
By the end of the day I was again ready to drop. I had managed not to earn any additional punishments, but my ass was still sore from Saturday's activities in the basement and the butt plug I was forced to wear all day. When Allison got home she said she wanted a steak and baked potatoes for dinner. She gave me a pair of woman's pants and a ladies blouse that she had purchased in my size and told me to put them on over the underwear I was wearing.
"Here is enough cash to purchase what we need for diner. Although you are dressed in women's clothing, you should be able to pass as a man unless you draw unwanted attention on yourself. Go to the local grocery store and pick up what we need. If you don't have enough money, then you will have to figure out how to make up the difference. I am sure there will be a few ladies there who might like a quickie in exchange for a handout. Hurry back because I am hungry and you don't want to keep me waiting. Remember yesterday morning! By the way, don't even think about trying to skip out. Your chastity device has an integrated shocking device that will start shocking your balls should you travel more than a mile from this house. Fortunately there is a grocery store about half a mile from here. They have really good prices and is owned by a friend of the family. Now get going."
I got dressed and got in my car. Although I was dressed in female attire, I agreed that it wouldn't show unless I had to stop and have a conversation with someone. It felt good to be away from the ladies, even for a short time. I thought about running, but figured the consequences were not worth the risk. I just had to endure this week, and then a week with Ann and another with Ashley then I would be free. I'd go back to work and never think of getting in another relationship like this. There definitely wouldn't be any more bets like the one I was foolish enough to make.
The grocery store was easy enough to find. I parked the car and went inside. They were not real busy for a Sunday evening, in fact I think they were getting ready to close. I picked out some steaks, a bag of potatoes and some salad and started for the checkout. I only purchased enough for the girls as I wanted to be sure I had enough money for everything. As I got up to the cashier, I noticed her staring at me more than normal. I started to become more self-conscious. Could she see the bra under my blouse? Did I appear overly nervous, or was I just imagining things? When she finished ringing up my purchases she said it would be $43.54. I panicked. Allison had only given me $40.00.
