Ralph opened his eyes and took in the room he found himself in. Large beams ran across the ceiling, heavy columns down to the floor. Immediately he got a flashback to the barn he found himself in on the first night with Miss Anne and panicked. He sat up sharply and grabbed at the bedcovers trying to remember where he was. The room was beautiful, drapes framed the large windows picturing the countryside rolling away beyond. The big solid bed dominated the room in the middle of the deep plush carpet. In the corner on a chaise longue, a pile of clothes neatly folded. A leather skirt, latex top and stockings, high black heels neatly placed on the floor beside. Ralph remembered slowly the escape and the moment he looked back into his wife's eyes beyond the leather skirt and the love he felt as he buried his head between her legs never wanting to come up again.
He felt down and his trusty cage was still attached, he felt round to his bottom and the ridges from the caning he took from Anne in the cellar. Still with reminders of his time there, he felt blessed he was rescued when he was. He was glad he hadn't seen what was planned in the kitchen, Joanna had explained last night but he didn't want to entertain the thoughts. Anne was sick. She needed help. What was he going to do for work? He surely wasn't going to head back in that office? Joanna's salary would have to support the couple for now until he found work.
How about Michael? He had it even worse, no where to live, no money and probably no job and a wife bitter, angry and being divorced. Poor guy. He hoped Joanna let Michael stay at theirs for as long as he needed. Joanna spoke of him last night and how he had helped around the house in Ralph's absence. Joanna had said Sherri and Ralph were going to get acquainted and work together running the house for a while. He was still too traumatised to think much more about anything, he just needed his own house and time to heal and recover. He felt his neck, the bandage still covering the electric shock scabs, shuddered again and rose to his feet. Dressing gowns hung from the door of the bedroom, he grabbed one and wrapped himself in a cocoon of white fluffy cotton and headed down the stairs to the living room.
Michael busied himself in the kitchen as Joanna sat in a matching dressing gown on the sofa. She smiled and waved at Ralph as he stepped down on to the wooden floor and walked across to the sofa. Joanna held a hand out and stopped Ralph from sitting next to her, instead pointed at the floor by her feet.
"Let's not undo all our good work Ralphie. Kneel." Joanna commanded. Ralph looked round to Michael in the kitchen and back to Joanna.
"It's ok Ralphie, he is the same as you. He's knelt before me many times too." Ralph dropped to his knees. Michael came in to the room and handed Joanna a plate of toast and joined Ralph on his knees in front of Joanna.
"Thanks Sherri. So strange seeing you both together!" Joanna exclaimed.
So Sherri was to stay around was he? Well maybe it wouldn't be so bad after all. At least they could work all this out together. Joanna handed a piece of toast to Ralph, Ralph greedily grabbed it and ate it quickly. Sherri and Joanna smiled, clearly Ralph was already recovering.
"We leave in 30 minutes boys. I want Ralph in the backseat with me, wrap the blanket round him to get him to the car. Sherri, get the petrol," Joanna ordered.
"I have already got it Miss Joan." Sherri replied, "I got it last night in case we needed to get away in a hurry." he continued, pointing out towards his old farm house and it's big drive in the distance. Ralph looked out the window at the house in the distance, he could make out the barn and the main house and the driveway leading to the courtyard. He could swear he saw a balding naked person tiptoeing across the sharp gravel towards the door. Surely Anne hadn't moved that quickly??
"Sherri my dear, not Miss Joan anymore. Anne gave me that name. Mistress Joanna please. Both of you. Now let's ready - Tess will be in pieces."
Ralph has forgotten all about Tess. Now looking back he realised she wasn't half has evil as he thought. Relative to Anne, Tess was a pussy cat. A naughty kinky pussy cat nevertheless. He was looking forward to seeing Tess and getting back to some normality.
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Joanna laid Ralph's head on her leather skirt as she sat on the back seat with Sherri driving. Her bare legs felt strange to Ralph, it had been a long time since he had seen her legs without nylons. Ralph felt down to his legs and Mistress Joanna's stockings now adorning his own legs. Ralph felt his cage through Joanna's panties, another item borrowed, made Ralph aroused at the thought of his owners intimates now gently holding his balls and cage in place. He was going home.
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Sherri reversed the car up to the door, getting close as possible to save Ralph being seen as he left the car in his panties and stockings. Joanna opened the house door, it swung open showing the wet floor in the living room and the back of Tess still stuck firmly to the chair. Her head was bowed and she was asleep after an evening struggling against her bonds.
"Ralph, kneel at the door and wait. Sherri come help me." The door swung shut leaving Ralph on the doorstep, hidden by the car. Naked apart from the lingerie, Ralph started to shuffle uneasily. Again he flashed back to the last days and he kneeling outside Anne's farm house awaiting entry and being caught by the postman. It was Sunday, mail doesn't arrive Sundays he told himself. As the door shut he caught sight of the puddle on the floor beneath the chair legs. He knew immediately what Joanna had done. Tess was becoming a fellow pet.
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Joanna took Sherri into the kitchen and shut the door.
"I am awaiting a parcel today. A belt for Tess. I need to keep her in that chair until it arrives. I want you naked Sherri, shred those clothes, no male clothes are allowed in this house anymore. Shred them and bring in some water and some fruit when done. Tess might be there for a while." Joanna explained.
Sherri stripped down to his cage, his permanent reminder of his time with Anne. He stared briefly at it, knowing he would never see that key again. He nipped past Joanna and picked up the scissors and dress from the floor in the hallway where Joanna had left them and headed to the kitchen waste bin. Taking the scissors he cut through the jeans and t-shirt and deposited Tess's dress along with his clothes into the bin. Joanna watched the act of submission, now no longer able to hide his body with male clothing.
"Make those drinks and join us in the living room." Joanna commanded as she turned and left the naked maid.
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