A New Lover for my Princess? (Part 1)

Well, we had small but significant development in our journey towards one of my all time dreams last night; that of me being cuckolded.

Emma's firm had hired a bar/restaurant for a corporate event and everyone in her firm saw it as a chance to dress up and let off some steam.  Emma looked especially stunning, partly because I had spent so long helping her get ready.

I had loved every second of the two hours I was allowed to pamper her for.  Blissful moments of servitude, spent entirely focused on my Princess, bathing her, moisturising her and giving her a full manicure and pedicure.  She had decided to wear her hair up; in my view her sexiest look, with wavy tousled strands cascading over her smooth bare shoulders and back.  Whilst she was in the bedroom styling her hair I was on my knees behind her, naked, ready and eager to be ordered around.  Her half-voiced desire "I'd like a glass of wine" resulted in me obediently running downstairs and fetching a large Rioja.  I was not thanked for this, or for any of my actions of service.  It has got to the point now where thanking me would seem weird - these are just things that get done and no thanks are required.  You don't thank the cleaner in a public toilet for mopping the floor, you just ignore them.

"You look like a maid.  My naked male maid" she laughed, looking at my reflection in the mirror as she clipped some hair into place.  "I can almost see your anus!" she chuckled on realising that she could, in her mirror, see my reflection in the other mirror behind me.  I leaned forwards slightly, afford her a better, more humiliating view of my naked body in its most grovelling pose.  I could no longer see her face in this position so I don't know what her reaction was, but I was able to kiss the small of her back by craning my neck.  From her point of view it must have been totally clear that I am now utterly enslaved by her, under her spell and wrapped around her little finger; a plaything.

Once my Princess' hair was done, she let me help her into a cleavage-boosting bra that I had bought her, and then a sexy, clingy, black low-back mini-dress that, again, I had purchased.  Having zipped the back up I knelt behind her and caressed her ankles until she walked off downstairs.  "I forgot my wine.  Bring it down."  she shouted as I cleared up all the mess she had left in the bedroom.  Towels, makeup, hairdryer, hair clips, discarded dresses.

When I got downstairs she made me fetch a pair of her sexiest shoes (a pair she'd bought for herself a while ago as a present for me) and put them on for her.  She looked a million dollars and I couldn't keep my eyes off her.  I must have kissed her a hundred times and told her she looked beautiful dozens of times.

I suggested the delicate silver ankle chain with black Swarovski crystals that I recently gave her would complement this outfit and she agreed.  I trotted off and fetched it and then knelt on the cold kitchen floor, still naked whilst I fastened it.

I only had a few minutes to throw some clothes on before the taxi arrived and took us to the bar.  Our preparations could not have been more different.

Straight away at the venue, Emma got into the swing of things.  She was knocking back the drinks and having great fun with her colleagues on the dance floor.  I always try to make sure she's never without a full glass of something when we're out, but it was made easier last night by her bosses who seemed happy to splash the cash around.

At around 11 o'clock I found myself involved in a lengthy conversation with one of Emma's most boring male colleagues, Dave.  As we were talking I noticed Emma standing at the bar with a guy who at the time I didn't recognise (subsequently I learned his name is Mike and he is her boss' boss).  They were stood leaning on the bar, facing each other.  It immediately struck me that they were standing fairly close together.  I turned so that I could talk to Dave and observe Emma over his shoulder.

I was worried that Emma would see me watching her flirting and either stop or feel inhibited or less comfortable, so I made a concerted effort to space out my glances to one every couple of minutes.  Over the course of the next thirty minutes I became certain that they were both flirting quite heavily.  One of the most striking things I saw was Mike put his hand on Emma's hip whilst he was leaning to talk into her ear (the music wasn't even that loud).  It was there for a good thirty seconds, and slid up and down a few times.  The dress was so sheer he must have realised she wasn't wearing any underwear.  I was wondering whether Emma was happy with this when I saw her put her hand on his waist.  Whatever was said at this point must have been very interesting as Mike nodded, smiled and gave a little wink.

At one point, Emma looked in my direction whilst she was talking.  I made sure to give her a big, genuine smile to reassure her that I was fine, but she didn't even respond, she just continued talking and looked straight back at Mike.  She looked so wide eyed.

There was definitely some kind of chemistry at work, I thought.  A suspicion that was soon to be confirmed...


Part 2

Away for the Weekend

I have to go away until Monday, with work.  My Princess has asked me to text Nathan and arrange for him to partner her in the gym today and tomorrow.  He knows I am away all weekend.  They both fancy each other and they both know it.

It could be an interesting weekend.  Unless my Princess texts me, I won't know anything until Monday.

Probably nothing will happen, but the fact that they are both comfortable enough to be seeing each other whilst I am away from home is, I think, a major step towards cuckolding...

New Levels of Service

I seem to have managed to devote 100% of today's efforts to serving my Princess.  Here's a brief summary of how servile my behaviour has been.

First thing, I set my alarm early so I could make her breakfast and lunch to take to work, whilst she slept.  I then made her a cup of tea to drink in bed and I kissed her awake, kneeling by her bedside.

After giving her a lift to work, I did all the shopping, as per her list.  Once back home, I set about sorting out the washing.  I ironed all her clothes that I had washed yesterday and put them in her wardrobe.  All her underwear was folded and put away neatly.  I actually ironed her pants to make sure they were super-neat for her.

I then sent her a couple of emails and texts letting her know what I had done so far, and reminded her that I adore her and that she is beautiful.  I also offered to take her shoe shopping after work as she had a night out planned tonight and needed some new heels.

So I picked her up from work and took her to a designer shoe shop where she allowed me to pay for a very sexy pair of very high heels.

Once back home I asked her if I could put fake tan on her legs and back as they would be on show tonight in the backless mini-dress that I bought her recently.  She allowed this too; I knelt and rubbed it in to her smooth soft skin.

As she was getting ready, I made her a drink and tidied away her work clothes.

Once she was ready, I gave her a lift to the nightclub where she's meeting her single friends.  She looked absolutely, achingly beautiful.  Her toenails, painted by me, peeping out from the sexy new shoes I bought her, her legs, freshly shaved and bronzed by me, gorgeous under the slinky mini dress I bought her.  Her boobs looked fantastic in the new padded push-up bra I bought her as a present last week, enhanced by the inserts I also bought.  On her fingers, the rings I bought her and around her next a necklace I gave her.  Her face and hair I can take no credit for, but the rest of her outfit I have eagerly spent lots of money on, and I am so happy that I have been able to do so.

She is really going to turn some heads tonight.  I hope she has fun.  She might ring me at some point for a lift home, she might stay at a friend's.  It's all up to her. 

Bought my Princess a Sexy Mini-Dress

Since my Princess has been so successful at losing weight and getting super-fit and toned, I have bought her a "Well-Done" present in the form of a super sexy, tight, backless mini-dress (a black version of the picture below).  I have paid extra for next-day delivery so that it will be here in time for her to wear tomorrow night - she is going out clubbing with two single friends that she hasn't seen for a while.  I can't wait to see her in it, and hopefully I will get to help her prepare.  Maybe I will be able to bathe her, shave her legs, paint her toenails, polish her high-heels, apply bronzing moisturiser and iron the dress.

I will be at home doing the chores whilst she parties the night away.

She really is going to turn some heads tomorrow night, and she has told me that she is sleeping at her friend's place in the town centre.

I will remind her before she goes out that she is free to do whatever she wants and I will remain her obedient, faithful partner.

Stability in Submission

We have, I think, established a new status quo where Emma's superiority and my obedience are pretty much unquestioned. Emma seems very content with this arrangement, apparently finding her new role as leader quite comfortable.

Today she exercised some of her powers with nonchalant ease; she received two orgasms, gave me a ruined orgasm (only my second release since November, I think), directed me to complete several hours' worth of chores and told me to massage her feet whilst she relaxed on the sofa.

Whilst I rubbed and kissed her feet, she told me about a girl in work whose male friend is on the lookout for a girlfriend. Emma asked to see some pictures, and her colleage duly obliged, showing Emma his Facebook photos. Emma said she found him "really hot". Her colleague then fed this comment back to the male friend in question, who has subsequently begun posting complimentary comments about Emma's Facebook pictures.

Emma's colleage was worried that I might find out and get angry, so Emma told her "No, he really wouldn't. Believe me, he'd love it." This information has probably got back to the "Hottie" too. Interesting...

Shortly after the foot massage, Nathan popped round and mentioned that he had a sore knee. Emma, being a doctor, offered to look at it for him, so he ended up laying on the sofa with Emma kneeling by his legs with her hands all over his thigh and knee, manipulating him to diagnose the problem. I was on the other sofa, in the middle of sending a text when this happened, pretending to be preoccupied with what I was doing and not noticing all the eye contact and smiling going on opposite me.

Emma really can do exactly what she wants in this relationship now!

Possible Cuckolding, This Weekend

Nathan is coming around on Saturday and he, Emma and I are going out for a drink together, starting quite early in the afternoon.  He has already said he will be sleeping over.

This could be it.  This time next week I could be a real cuckold.  On the other hand nothing may happen, I may be deluding myself and he might just come around for drinks and behave lie any normal friend.  I think the latter is the most likely outcome, but it depends largely on how drunk everyone gets.  I need to make sure that both he and Emma know that whatever happens between them is acceptable to me and will not cause any problems in the future; the main barrier to anything happening is probably the concern that it would adversely affect mine and Emma's relationship.  I must make it clear to Nathan that he and Emma getting acquainted sexually would actually enhance and strengthen our relationship.  I think Emma already knows this but it wouldn't hurt to reinforce the message with her too.  I think a few well chosen and ostensibly light-hearted remarks in the pub should smooth things over in this regard.

So my priorities this week should be preening my Princess to ensure she is as beautiful and as sexy as possible ready for Nathan, and also dropping a few hints that I would love the two of them to get it on.  My priority for Saturday should be making sure that they both get exceedingly drunk and also reassuring Nathan that it is ok for him to play around with my Princess, should she desire it.

Lots of bathing, shaving, moisturising, nail-painting, hair-washing, dress-ironing, shoe-polishing and bronzer-applying this week, then!  Watch this space...