Female led relationships discussion

Last week I shared that my wife surprised me two months ago by putting me into permanent chastity. The device has never been removed, though she permits a ruined orgasm in the cage once every seven days.

I have been working hard, handling chores around our home as well as tasks at her sister’s place.

Her sister Debbie, who is a personal trainer, imposed a strict diet on me because my wife asked her to help get me into better shape. I’ve followed this regimen for one week so far, with five weeks remaining.

Diet details: The only beverage allowed is water (I pleaded about loving coffee; she has now granted permission for one black coffee in the morning). Breakfast consists of porridge oats made with almond milk. Dinner includes 25g of chicken served with rice and broccoli, seasoned without any additives. Tea involves 25g of a meat I choose, paired with rice and vegetables (also no seasoning). Supper features two scrambled eggs prepared without milk or extra ingredients.

Last night brought my reward. Debbie has feet very similar to my wife’s, which I adore greatly. On Wednesday, she sent me a message ordering me to purchase her new nail varnish and scented moisturiser.

I went out yesterday and bought the L’Oréal pink nail polish along with YSL moisturiser. As usual when tasked with buying gifts for her, everything was beautifully wrapped.

I finished work early and arrived at Debbie’s house by 4 pm. I left the gift bag on the bench before walking in to greet her. After making her a cup of tea, I asked if there were any tasks she needed done. Her instruction was simply to “do the dishes for now.”

So I began washing up while she enjoyed her tea.

Once the dishes were finished, she had several other jobs lined up for me before instructing me to bring out the gifts and sit on the floor (as is my rule at home and at Debbie’s; no chairs allowed).

I sat directly in front of her, waiting expectantly. She pulled out the nail varnish, saying “Well done, phew!” Then she revealed the moisturiser and became ecstatic—it was exactly what she loved most!

Debbie asked, “You know why I told you to get these items, don’t you?” I replied, “Yes, you want a pedicure.” She confirmed, “That’s right. You know I’m having a busy weekend with Tom and need my feet to look their best for him. You’ve been working so hard lately, and this is your favourite task.”

She slipped off her socks to reveal the most beautiful feet imaginable.

I fetched the pedicure supplies and sat on the floor once more.

Rubbing her feet with the new moisturiser was a euphoric experience. I didn’t want it to end, and she lay back with closed eyes, clearly enjoying the relaxation.

After painting her nails, which delighted her further (and allowed me to take photos), I felt all my hard work had paid off. Hopefully, I will be permitted another pedicure in a few weeks.

Following the pedicure, Debbie gave me instructions for various jobs to complete while she is away with Tom, as my wife works throughout the entire weekend. Since Debbie is moving house soon, it looks like I’ll continue working hard while she enjoys herself.