(Warning: Longer story, M/F Dom couple)
I have been living with his girlfriend, Lucy, for over a year now, and I've always had a bit of a crush on her. She was beautiful, funny, and assertive. The kind of girl a subby boy like me is bound to fall in love with.
She knew it too, and took full advantage of my crush. She teased me often, and convinced me to take on most of the chores in the house and even pay a little more rent than she did for our two-bedroom. I became something like a pet to her: someone she could boss around and expect complete obedience from. Truthfully, I loved it. I was happy to serve a Goddess like her in any capacity. Last week, while I was washing and folding her laundry, I overheard Lucy talking to her friend on the phone about me.
"I throw him a bone every once in a while. I walked around in just my underwear today just to watch him squirm.....no I would never fuck him! I need a real Man.....I think I'm going to see Josh again tomorrow"
Josh. I remember him. I painted her nails last Friday in preparation for their first date. Then on Sunday I helped her pick out lingerie to wear for him that night.
Lucy brought Josh over to the apartment for the first time yesterday. He made no illusions about the Alpha he was. He walked around with the confidence that only a real Man can, and treated me like I wasn't even there, besides once asking me to grab him a beer while Lucy got ready for their date.
They got home around midnight, and I listened to them fuck all through the night. Our walls were relatively thick, so the fact I could hear so much was a surprise...suffice to say I didn't sleep much.
This morning, I was finishing up making breakfast and coffee for my roommate, as I always do. I couldn't help myself, and made plenty for Josh too. He walked out of her room, grabbed his plate and coffee, and sat on the dining room table and ate breakfast in his underwear like he owned the place. He acted as if this was the norm, like it was expected for me to be making him breakfast. I wish I was disgusted by it: to watch this man walk all over me and take advantage of my hospitality. But I wasn't. The truth is, he was right. My service to him was expected. He is an Alpha and I am a beta. It is right for me to be making him breakfast, even if I had never formally met him. In fact, I wanted to do even more for him in that moment.
He must have noticed me on the couch contemplating all of this, because he walked over and sat right next to me on the couch. He stared at me for a while, then glanced to the floor in front of him and spread his legs wide. I meekly followed these silent instructions and slid off the couch onto my knees in front of him. He shot a devilish grin, the kind only an Alpha with full confidence in his power can muster.
"We had a nice long talk about you last night, fag"
The word stung, but I couldn't deny it. I felt like a fag in his presence.
"I've dealt with your type before. Men who are barely men. Boys who think they can please a woman, but wouldn't know how. Submissives whose place it is to serve Men and Women alike. Slaves on the lower rung of the hierarchy. That's what you are, right? a bitch?"
All these harsh words, all these truths, how did he see right through me so quickly?
"yes, Sir." I finally whispered. Ashamed, turned on, and scared all at the same time.
"Good boy. Well, my girl seems to like you, and it sounds like you do an awful lot keeping this apartment tidy so there is no sense in getting rid of you."
A breath of relief shot through my entire body. I didn't want Josh to change anything that Lucy and I had. At the end of the day I loved living with her, even if I could never have her.
"However, I'm concerned about this little crush you have on my girl. Even though you are a fag who's hardly competition to a real Man like me, this can only be a one-dick apartment."
One dick-apartment? Where is he going with this?
"So I have a deal for you: You can continue to serve Lucy, and even have the privilege of serving me while I'm here, if you lock your little dick in chastity."
I had heard of chastity before, but never tried it. He must have seen the confusion on my face so he continued.
"There is a package at the front door. In it, there is a chastity cage and lock. If you want to serve Lucy and I as a couple, go open it, put it on in the bathroom, and hand me the key."
The emotions I was feeling were overwhelming. Confusion, excitement, fear, and desire washed over me all at the same time. I was frozen, looking into Josh's demanding eyes as I processed what he was asking of me.
He spoke gently now. Soft, quiet, almost encouraging. "Go on, I know you want to"
He was right, I did want to. Even though I didn't know it before this was all I ever wanted. I got up and grabbed the package that must have been delivered early this morning. I ran into the bathroom quickly, avoiding eye contact with Josh as to not second-guess myself.
I closed the bathroom door and shoved my growing dick into the tiny cage. It took a while as I was becoming more aroused by the second, but finally got it on and snapped the lock shut. I looked in the mirror at my reflection before leaving the bathroom. I felt a sense of peace, a validation in my own eyes that this was something I did in fact, need.
I proudly left the bathroom and walked toward where Josh was sitting, only to see Lucy sitting next to him. She was wrapped in a towel fresh out of the shower, glistening from her fresh application of moisturizer. They were both grinning as I approached.
"Kneel." Said Josh, in a low demanding tone. Lucy giggled with how quickly I obeyed him.
"Do you want to ask us something?" Josh baited. He wanted me to say something specific, but I couldn't find the words
"Can I....May I....serve you...both together....Josh and Lucy?"
They both erupted into laughter, mostly out of amusement but also with a healthy amount of mocking. I blushed, not knowing how to improve.
"If you want to be our servant, you have to beg like a good boy" Lucy spoke up, her voice soft but commanding.
"I'd actually like him to beg like a bitch." Josh joked, which won him a knowing smile and kiss from Lucy before both their eyes turned back to me.
I took a deep breath and thought for a second. I looked over at Lucy who gave me an encouraging nod, as if to say "go on, you know what to say"
"Please keep me as your locked live-in servant." I finally spoke, with new-found confidence. "Grant me the privilege to live in your presence, and I promise to serve you both to the best of my ability. I will clean, cook, chauffeur, pay for dates, and complete any other tasks as requested. Please, take these keys to my cage as a promise of my dedication to you both"
I held out the keys in my open palm and bowed my head to my new Masters. I couldn't see them, but I could feel the power they had just gained over me, and could sense their smiles of satisfaction.
"I'll be taking those." Josh said as he plucked them from my hand. "I don't want Lucy to get soft on you."
"You can have 'em babe, I've never cared about his dick anyway." Lucy giggled.
"Your offer is accepted slave. Go ahead and clean up breakfast while we celebrate this new revelation in the bedroom." Josh continued.
I began to stand up when Josh stoped me.
"woah woah woah there. We just granted your request, how do you say thank you?" He wiggled his toes a bit as a clue.
"Thank You, Sir" I said, before leaning down and kissing the top of his feet.
I pivoted my body toward Lucy and she proudly extended her leg, placing her beautiful clean sole inches from my face.
I leaned forward and kissed her sole, my cock now straining in its tiny prison.
"mmm," Lucy hesitated, "Not sure if I like Mistress. we will discuss what you will call me another time."
Tired of all the talk, and his job complete, Josh picked up Lucy and headed toward the bedroom without saying another word. I, as instructed, moved to the kitchen to wash up breakfast.
(I had fun with this, but am not sure if y'all will. lmk if you would like a part II)
