An amends to far-author unkown

I met Geri on a ski trip in our freshman year at college, and with her beauty and obvious intelligence I was amazed and grateful when she and I became a steady couple. I joined the local fraternity and Geri became my perfect "cover", allowing me to look like the successful stud with a beautiful woman on my arm, while behind her back I spent countless hours reading and "enjoying" my collection of erotica.

The truth was my hidden sex life consisted of masturbating to fantasies of being dominated and degraded by conceited, superior women, but that was my deep dark secret. My drinking and smoking pot helped me let go of my inhibitions and really get into my fantasy turn-ons, whether masturbating alone with porn or engaged in real-life sordid scenarios like licking boots and being used as an ashtray and/or spittoon by the degrading Doms at the S&M clubs, and I developed a kind of double life that I somehow maintained throughout my college years until I was almost ready to graduate.

Although I thought I really did care for Geri, my priorities back then were selfish and self-serving, and the fact that I stayed drunk & high most of the time blocked out the reality of my cruel insensitivity. When she eventually found out about my "cheating" on our relationship I was dumped despite my feeble and facile attempts at apologizing.

My frat brothers sympathized with me by setting me up with hot babes to "ease my pain", and along with my steady and increasing alcohol and other d**g use I soon blocked the image of a tearful and heartbroken Geri from my mind - what was left of it after ingesting all the d**gs I was consuming daily, anyway.

Well, the d**gs eventually stopped working and turned on me a few years after I got out of school, and after too many years of almost destroying myself I came into recovery and finally got clean and sober. Working on cleaning up my side of the street in terms of all the damage I'd done to myself and others during my years drinking and doing other d**gs, after almost 20 years I was finally ready, willing and eventually able to make amends to all the people on my list and did, except for one: Geri.

I wasn't even sure if she still lived in the area, and I really was afraid to face Geri and confess my wrongs, cleaning up my side of the street as is suggested by admitting all the harm I'd done to our relationship and offering to make amends by doing whatever I could to make it up to her. It was said that if I just prayed for guidance and stayed open to the process, when the time was right opportunities would manifest so that things could work out, and as it turns out they did in ways I could have never imagined!

Walking down the street one afternoon, I looked up ahead and saw Geri in the distance walking right towards me! Figuring this was more than just a coincidence, I took it as a sign that now was the time to make my amends so I quickly prayed for the strength and wisdom to do the right thing, and the guidance to find the right words.

As she got closer and I got a better look at her, I was stunned at how fine she looked! We were both the same age, but Geri had obviously been working out or something, because her body (which had always been sexy in her early twenties) looked toned and tight, and sexy as hell at 40!

When I said "uh, hi Geri..." she was startled at first, and then I could see her expression turn angry, but I quickly let her know I took complete responsibility and was very sorry for how I had behaved in our relationship and wanted to make amends by doing anything I could to make it up to her. Her reply shocked me!

"You have the nerve to even show your face and try to apologize to me, after how bad you took advantage of my trust and faith in you? You may say you're sorry, but I wouldn't even START to listen to anything you have to say until I see some sign of your humility, fool!"

I was stunned by this outspoken and assertive woman totally overwhelming me emotionally, and at the same time incredibly aroused at her naturally assertive attitude! My ears perked up at the word humility, a strongly advocated attitude in my recovery program, and at the same time suddenly I saw it as a path I imagined bringing me towards a mutually beneficial state as well. I could satisfy my need to make amends for my past wrongs while at the same time reconnect with my college sweetheart - now an even sexier and more self-assured woman!

With my eyes lowered as a symbol of submission, I assured Geri that I was sincere and pledged to do whatever I could to fulfill her required "sign" of my humility. When she sneered and commented that dropping to my knees before her while I make my apologies and kissing her feet would be acceptable as a beginning, I felt my cock harden as I disregarded the fact that we were on a public street and fell to my knees before her. Looking up into her eyes with my most sincere expression, I repeated my amends before I fell forward onto my palms in a push up position with my face at her feet and began kissing the fronts of her shoes.

Expecting a shocked reaction, I was amazed as Geri just snorted disdainfully as she looked down at me and remarked that if I thought that would make up for all the pain I'd put her through I was wrong. When she went on to talk about how if I was really sincere in my amends she could think of some ways to have me suffer something that might approach the misery she went through because of me, I should have seen that as a warning. Instead, I was thrilled at what I saw as a chance to finally complete the list of all the people I needed to make amends to, and I babbled on about how sincere I was as I continued to kiss her shoe tips. Just then a hon started blowing with an impatient intensity - honk, honk, hoooooooonk!

"Okay Harry, if you're serious here's your chance to prove it!" Geri declared as she looked down at me, and then went on to tell me that the horn-blower was "my man" Curt in his car ready to pick her up for their dinner date. My heart sunk at first as I tried to absorb the phrase, but then I reasoned that it didn't sound like they were married, since wives usually don't refer to their husbands as "my man" and have "dates" with them, and I silently resolved to do whatever I had to do to win back Geri's affection!
Leaving me on my belly at her feet, Geri ran into the street and hopped into "her man's" car which proceeded to burn rubber as they sped away, but not before she told me the name of the restaurant they were headed to, ordering me to be outside the establishment's front door waiting for them on my knees in ten minutes!

Without even giving myself time to think about what I was doing and what situation I was getting involved in, I jumped up and hailed a cab that was coming down the block. Luckily I had just gotten my paycheck and deposited it, leaving myself the usual $400 from it to cover my cash expenses for the next two weeks until my next check, so I quickly peeled off a couple of twenties for the driver as I gave him the name of the restaurant and told him there were three more twenties for him if he got me there in ten minutes!

After nine high-speed minutes we sped up to the front door of the place, and I happily paid the driver before running over to the entrance and falling to my knees. "Hey you! What the fuck you think you're doing down there?" a big burly guy said as he approached me. Thinking fast, I explained to this doorman/bouncer behemoth that it involved a bet I made with an old friend, and assured him she would be there any minute as I slipped him a few bills "for his trouble".

Finally I saw the same sports car that Geri had gotten into pull up, and as a tall, well-built and good looking guy got out and gave the keys to the valet Geri walked over to where I was kneeling and slipped a piece of paper into my hand nonchalantly as she turned towards the bouncer brute and yelled over towards "her man": "Hey Curt, what kind of place is this you're taking me to? I'm not eating somewhere there's strange guys crawling around outside, this is sick!"

My heart sunk as my face turned red with shame, and I shifted from knee to knee while I wondered if this were a test or something Geri wanted me to endure as payback for the shame I'd caused her, but I didn't have much time to reflect as the bouncer's big paws grabbed my collar and the seat of my pants - yank!

The next thing I knew I was airborne, sk**ding to a stop face-down where the pavement met the grass as I heard the bouncer threaten worse if I ever tried to trick him again. Getting up and brushing myself off, I suddenly realized I was still holding the slip of paper Geri had sneaked into my hand. Unfolding it, I read an address and a time, followed by three underlined words: on your knees!

I could easily get to the address and the designated time left hours for me to think, but all I could do was imagine how beautiful Geri must look now as a grown and physically fit woman. Sure, we'd "done the deed" in our college days, but she had the body of a young girl then (and I was always so wasted on alcohol and pot that I couldn't remember much of anything anyway!)

As the time passed and I fantasied more and more about my college sweetheart, I grew more and more determined to satisfy whatever amends Geri felt necessary to have me atone for my past mistreatment of her, dreaming of a new and better relationship beyond our wildest dreams!

I should mention here briefly something about how I look. Tall and slim, I've always enjoyed walking and maintained the self-discipline of doing push ups and calf raises to maintain my physical fitness and consider myself in pretty good shape for a forty year old guy. I used to belong to a gym and worked out with weights, but lost interest and didn't have the time to continue as my life interests diversified.

Now it was five minutes before ten, and to show my willingness to please and make amends I was on my knees by the front door of the address Geri had written down five minutes early. Ten o'clock passed and I considered knocking, but thought better and remained silently in my humble position as I heard Geri's voice in conversation from inside. Finally the door swung open and a radiant Geri stood there smiling down at me in an oversized men's bathrobe, the unmistakable aroma of sex emanating from her flushed body!

"Well if it isn't humble Harry, ha ha ha!" she said with a sneer, and my uncomfortable feelings increased as this tall musclebound adonis in satin boxer briefs walked over to stand beside Geri as he put his arm around her waist. I started to say something but seeing Geri's eyes narrow in anger along with her finger raised onto her lips was enough to silence me, and I continued to kneel there as Geri explained to this stud that she was allowing me to make amends to her for all the disrespect and abuse she'd suffered from me in the past.

When muscle man heard Geri speak of abuse and mistreatment from me, I saw his eyes narrow and I flinched as he lunged towards me. Thankfully, Geri restrained him as she explained I was being given a chance to show some humility and whether I was truly sorry for the way I'd treated her in the past. Ordered inside, I started to rise up off my knees only to have the wind knocked out of me from Geri's powerful kick to my exposed stomach as I straightened up...WHUMPH!

Omigod! I couldn't believe the power behind Geri's kick as I writhed in pain on the floor at their feet, desperately trying to get some air back into my lungs. The big bruiser still was talking about how he wanted to kick the livin' shit out of me for disrespecting her, but she stood between us as she insisted on giving me a chance to show my sincerity in wanting to make amends for my past bad behavior. "Okay," big Curt said as he relented from his attempts to get at me, "but if he steps outa line or doesn't measure up to your standards, babe, you just let me know...and they'll be scr****g him up off the sidewalk when I'm done givin' him a REAL lesson in respect!"
I felt awkward as Geri explained in detail to Curt how inconsiderate I was in our past relationship but that I was now offering to make it all up to her by doing whatever I can to make amends, and when Curt laughed derisively and snorted down to me that I'd better measure up to Geri's standards if I knew what was good for me a chill ran down my spine. "Yeah, I'd like nothing better than to pound this patsy into a bunch of broken little bundles for the way he treated you years ago, ha ha ha!" Curt said to Geri as he hugged her close to him. Suddenly his smile vanished, and then he was glaring down at me with a sneer even as he pounded his fist into his palm. Looking up at them fearfully, I was shocked and dismayed to see the broad grin on Geri's face - she was actually enjoying my fear and discomfort! This was all becoming too real and frightening for me - I was initially aroused at the thought of sexy Geri dominating me and ordering me to serve her as a way of making amends for my past insulting behavior, but it went from turn-on to turn-off as soon as this big lunkhead Curt came into the picture! Not only that, but now this big bozo bully was actually threatening me if I didn't meet Geri's standards, and the moronic macho-man seemed mean enough to actually follow through on his threats!


It turns out Geri had soon enough coped with my past betrayal and desertion of her, and channeled her hurt feelings into a resolve to improve herself. In five years she had become a health and fitness expert, in ten she had earned a black belt in three different martial arts, and now at forty she was a recognized author and lecturer. She didn't say anything about relationships or marriages, and I imagined (hoped?) that the one area of her life she still had issues in might be romance, and that the magic between us could be rekindled. The only problem was Mr. Muscle here, Curt the crude and rude one!

That night set the tone for our relations, and with my fear of Curt the en****** I went along with all of Geri's commands that essentially reduced my status from old boyfriend - to new lackey and all purpose slave! I still clung to the hope that Curt was just Geri's "flavor of the day" platonic male friend or maybe workout partner, but quickly had to deal with reality as they both shed their minimal clothes and headed for the bedroom after Geri instructed me on how I was to clean the bathroom.

It was pure torture hearing the bedsprings squeal as they engaged in a marathon session of lovemaking that I couldn't avoid hearing, and I had to grudgingly admit to myself that from what I could overhear Curt's stamina and technique were impressive. He even said the right things romantically, and I cringed as I heard him seduce Geri shamelessly. Finally I heard it end, and after it sounded like they were both basking in the afterglow of hot sex for a few minutes I heard Curt murmur he'd be right back.

Suddenly I saw a big pair of feet beside me as I scrubbed the bathroom floor on my hands and knees, and then WHAM! he smashed his knee into my side so hard I felt like he must have fractured my rib...OOOMPH! "Out of my way piss-face, before I piss in your face!" Curt declared as I crumpled to the cold tile floor in agony, and I looked up in fear and anger as he stood with his muscular legs spread on either side of the toilet and started to piss.

Geri must have heard what was happening, and in the next minute she was coming into the bathroom as well, giggling as she saw me curled up in pain on the floor as Curt continued to use the toilet. "Aw, has humble Harry got a hurting from cruel Curt? Geri questioned in a mocking tone. " Awww, poor Harry...but, that doesn't even come close to the pain and problems you caused me, with all your two-timing and treachery!" Then she turned her attention to Curt as she began caressing his broad back, tracing the curves and contours of his toned torso with her tongue tip. "Ha ha ha, c'mon babe, you're makin' me miss the bowl" Curt exclaimed between laughs and giggles, and when he finally stopped urinating they had a long, sensual kiss that was wrenching for me to watch from my servile vantage point on the bathroom floor beneath them.

When they finally separated from their amorous embrace Curt apologized for the urine that was s**ttered on the floor surrounding the toilet bowl, but Geri assured him it wasn't a problem. "In fact," she went on, "it's a perfect opportunity for humble Harry to get another lesson in humility... as he laps up your piss from the floor!"

She couldn't be serious! No way was I going to do that, this is going too far I thought as I looked at the puddles of piss on the floor. Then I glanced up and saw Curt massaging the knuckles of his fist with his other hand and knew from the eager expression on his face that he was hoping I would object and refuse so he'd have the chance to give me the pounding he'd promised. Looking over at Geri and hoping for some mercy, I instead saw her expectant expression and recognized that she was hoping to hear my objections as well!

Realizing that if they saw how disgusted and revolted I was at this daunting degradation Geri and Curt would be delighted and double the dose, I knew I had no choice but to play the part of being really repentant and sincerely subservient to their desires. Who knows, I thought, if I was convincing enough I might even fool Geri and convince her of my remorse for my past misdeeds and win her heart back!

And so, as I lowered my face to the floor (and held my breath to avoid his urine's awful aroma), I quietly thanked them both for allowing me to show my devotion and respect and then began licking the urine from the bathroom floor. "Hee hee hee, check it out Curtie-pie, the fool is actually lickin' your piss up from the floor - what a friggin' loser!" Geri exclaimed, and when I heard this I stopped licking the floor for a moment and felt confused, thinking of raising myself up to look her in the eye and question why she wasn't happy with me doing what she ordered.

No sooner had I stopped licking the floor, though, than I felt a heavy weight come down on my neck and force my face down onto the floor and into the puddle of piss that remained. "Hey, no one told you to stop licking, loser!" I heard Geri exclaim as I felt the weight on my neck increase and realized it was her foot sole that was pinning my face to the floor. This was definitely not going the way I'd planned, but as I silently considered my options and realized I had none I resigned myself to the distasteful duty, consoling myself with the thought that at least it coudn't get any worse than this!
My mind was working feverishly even as I gagged repeatedly from the disgusting duty of licking up Curt's piss from the bathroom floor. Suddenly a thought came to me: could this be a further test of my humility by Geri, a way for her to be even more certain of my sincerity as I offer my amends? Yes, of course! That was the only explanation possible, I thought silently as I continued my distasteful duty under her enforcing foot.

Now that I had figured that out, I was even more determined to pursue my role-playing to convince Geri that I really was genuine in offering amends, no matter what lengths I had to go to! So, after the remaining piss puddle on the bathroom floor was finally all licked up from my slavish slurping, I actually responded with a bright smile and even made this servile statement when Geri ordered me to wash up and then make them breakfast: "Sure Geri, your wish is my command!"

Geri knew I could cook, and when I returned to their bedroom with the two plates of specified food I actually felt a surge of pride as I heard her comment to Curt "see, I told you he'd do it. He may be a lousy two-timing fink, but he knows how to cook up a decent breakfast, hee hee hee!" Ah, that clever Geri, I thought to myself, she's doing her best to keep up the pretense that she's mad at me. If Curt only knew the sweet sentiments me and had Geri shared in our college years, he'd know as I do that her insulting attitude is only a cover for the tender thoughts and intimate dreams I was sure we were both eager to once again embrace together!

Giving them each their food, I turned to leave but was stopped by Geri's cruel and crude command: "hold it right there, humble Harry. In case you couldn't tell by the earlier earful you must'a got of me and my man Curt's lovemaking, I want to inform you that I have just had a very passionate and pleasurable pounding. And I'm sure you also remember how much it turns me on to have a tender tongue lapping away my afterglow, down below...don'cha?" I was too ashamed to look her in the eye as I did recall what used to be our little secret: how I used to go down on her after a session of our fucking, gently licking my own jism out of her cunt as she had renewed and repeated orgasms from the sensitive sensations...except now I would be licking her cunt after she'd been fucked by another man!

"Geri puh...please, don't make me...I can't...no, I won't..." I stammered as I fumbled for some way to express my feelings, my shock at this new and even deeper level of lewd servitude I was being commanded to stoop to, but my disgust quickly turned to fear when I saw the fire ignite in Geri's beautiful eyes as she glared at me for daring to disobey. "You hear this stuttering wimp, Curt? Y'know what, I think he needs a little reminder of who's the one trying to make amends here...and who's the one considering whether to accept them!"

Well, gorgeous Geri couldn't have made it any clearer, and I was about to say I was willing to serve her as she requested when Curt jumped to his feet and grabbed me by the hair, pulling me up painfully with one hand until I was standing up on my toes. Then suddenly I saw him form a fist with his other hand just before WHAM! he buried it deep into my midsection with a punishing punch that drove every ounce of air out of my lungs! I crumpled to the floor like a deflated balloon with my hands clutching my middle as I groaned in pain, but cruel Curt was only getting warmed up.

"Yeah, that's it sweetie, show the loser that the price of hesitation is one hurtin' humble Harry, hee hee hee!" Geri said between giggles as she watched from the bed with obvious excitement even as she witnessed my painful pummeling. Curt was eager to comply as he proceeded to kick my cowering body from one side of the room to the other, the big ball of his bare foot landing with agonizing accuracy in strong smashes to my chest, legs, back and stomach as my body curled up and contorted in pain. Between her barely controlled laughter, Geri reminded Curt to avoid hitting me in the face so she wouldn't have to deal with my blood getting all over her cunt and the sheets, and I was amazed even in the midst of my misery to note his precision in placing the cruel kicks exactly where intended.

Finally it was over, and a flushed Curt hopped back under the covers and into the bed beside Geri, who was immediately all over him with adoring kisses and caresses. Even as I lay on the floor beneath them, bruised and possibly bleeding internally, I suffered the additional indignity of hearing Geri tell Curt how much it turned her on to see him "brutalize that bastard!"

Another torrid session of love-making ensued, and even in my semi-conscious state I was once more impressed by Curt's macho moves. I heard them climax in unison before they collapsed again in post-coital ecstacy above my battered body on the floor below them.

When I was once again ordered under the covers to clean her orally I was quick to obey despite the protests of my poor punished body, not wanting to give either of them any excuse to beat me up again. It was too dark to see under the covers, but as soon as I made contact with Geri's sopping wet mound that her strong hands gripping my ears guided my face into, my stomach began to flip from the strong odor of sex. I swallowed repeatedly to keep from puking as I did my disgusting duty, and gradually was able to put out of my mind that I was tongue-bathing my old girlfriend's cunt at her command - after it had been royally and repeatedly fucked by another man!

Although I couldn't make out their words, the sounds of their casual conversation added to my degradation, feeling like I was being used as nothing more than a human washrag. Desperate to do something to get my menial ministrations mentioned in Geri's awareness, I began gently inserting my tongue between her cunt lips in the area of her clit, remembering how it used to drive her wild. But suddenly the covers were pulled back exposing my head, and Geri's strong hand grabbed a handful of my hair as she pulled my face up and off her crotch.

WHAM! Geri's other hand suddenly smashed my face in an open-handed slap followed by her verbal criticism of me, punctuated by repeated forceful face-smashes: "I SLAP! said WHAP! clean SLAP! not WHAM! eat WHAP! me SLAP! out, WHAP! you fool! SLAP! WHAP! SMASH! Geri said in an angry bitch-slapping rebuke, with her final blow sending me flying off the bed to land on the floor in a hurting heap as I heard Curt's laughter, which only twisted the cruel cuckolding knife in even deeper.

Too weak and wounded to move, my moaning was cut off as Geri ordered me to put two bath towels on the radiator to warm them up for their comfort later. When I started moving very slowly Geri said if I didn't get moving she'd do a tap dance on my torso that would make Curt's cruel kicks look like c***d's play, and motivated by fear I somehow found the energy to jump up and obey her orders as my mind raced frantically trying to think of some way out of this situation, which seemed to keep going from bad to worse! What would it take for Geri to be convinced of my sincerity, satisfied with my amends to her, and reconnected with the past passions we shared?
I was gradually feeling more and more inferior, like a mere slave to Geri and her lover Curt, as I put the big bath towels on the hot radiator for their comfort later and then assumed a servile position on my knees with my face in the corner of the bedroom wall as Geri ordered me to. They talked as if I wasn't even in the room, although I suspect some things were said for my "benefit":

"Yeah Curt, I definitely want some more encore action, you sexy stud, hee hee! And not only are you well-endowed and great in bed, but you're also thoughtful and considerate, ahem, ahem!" Geri said in her sexy sounding voice, and my frustrated cock ached along with my heart as I heard her hurtful comment. "Sure thing babe, it's my pleasure...and I do mean that literally, ha ha ha!" Curt replied, and as I cursed myself for my past mistakes I could tell from the sounds behind me that they were kissing and caressing once again.

My knees were hurting by the time they finally finished their food, so it was a double relief when Geri ordered me up to take their dishes away. I was instructed to bring back the warmed towels for after their shower, and meanwhile to clean the kitchen after I did the dishes. "Can he iron?" Curt asked Geri, and she replied that I sure could, adding that I'd done most of her ironing during her college years. Again my face reddened in shame, feeling violated that our private activities that were pleasurable for me but I'd thought were just between us was discussed openly.

Curt was pleased with my servant status, asking Geri if I could iron his shirt and slacks and do his accumulated laundry so he'd have some free time before his appointment later, and she was quick to volunteer my labor for his chores. I was almost ready to say something about how it was Geri who I was making amends to and not him,but I caught myself as I realized this forced servitude was probably her way of testing me, provoking me to see if I was really willing to do whatever she wanted to apologize for my past lack of consideration, even if it meant serving her lover!

Actually, my shame and hurt feelings were caused even more by Geri's violation of our past privacy in disclosing how I used to enjoy cooking and doing household chores for her, and implying how I used to enjoy serving her submissively in those ways as well as sexually. I used to think that Geri appreciated my sensitive subservience to her, but now she seemed to use instances of it as mocking mentions of my menial measure in relation to her and Curt. The worst part was my feelings of sexual arousal that were getting harder and harder to ignore!

I jumped to my feet in response to Geri's orders and quickly massaged some feeling back into my legs as I reached over them to gather their dishes, but suddenly she ordered me to freeze and I had no choice but to remain in position standing next to their bed. "What's this? Look Curt, the boner he's poppin' shows he's not just a wimp but a sicko as well, hee hee hee!" Geri exclaimed as she pointed at the trembling tent in the crotch of my pants.

My face felt hot as I could feel myself blushing with shame at Geri's words, and then Curt compounded the cruelty with his cutting remarks: "Yeah, looks like you've got this weirdo pegged, precious, ha ha ha...what kind of sleaze bag gets turned on being a slave to his old girlfriend and her lover, huh?" forced to remain standing there as I absorbed their awful aural assaults, I tried to distract my mind with things like multiplication tables and lists of past presidents but felt my throbbing tumescence continue to tremble and twitch as my erotic mind was overwhelmed by my forced subservience in this scenario!

When I was finally allowed to leave the room I raced away and sobbed with thoughts of self-pity as I scoured the dishes. Just as I was finishing I heard the shower water start and I raced to get the warmed towels for Geri and Curt's comfort after their showers. When I came back into their bedroom I heard Geri's voice call out that I was to kneel in the center of the room and wait for them to come out, with the towels d****d over my extended arms for their convenience.

I obeyed as my feelings of arousal continued to betray my inner feelings, and when they both came out of the bathroom with their wet bodies naked and glistening I felt my cock begin it's spastic salute to the sexy situation once again. "Look, the pervert's at it again - want me to kick his ass, babe?" Curt asked Geri, and a chill of fear ran down my spine as I glanced at her silently with pleading eyes. "Naw, the sorry sap is following my orders, and if it's such a turn-on for him to see and hear me gettin' some real lovin' from a REAL man, I just thought of another way mister twisted can serve" Geri declared to Curt before explaining her idea to him.

"You got some imagination, babe, I'll give you props on that!" Curt declared as he fell back on the bed laughing, and Geri joined in his laughter as she ordered me to kneel beside the head of the bed with my hands at my sides and palms up in front of me. Placing a tray on them and putting the telephone and an ashtray on it, Geri informed me that they were now going to take a nap and since I was so turned on by their bedroom behavior I would become her end table - a piece of her bedroom furniture!
It seemed like I remained kneeling there for an eternity while I used my meditation and yoga experience to maintain my silent and stationary status as Geri's end table, but when they finally woke back up things went from bad to worse. They each lit cigarettes while they talked and snuggled as if I wasn't even there, and I truly felt like an inanimate object as I was afraid to even move without specific instructions from Geri. Then suddenly she realized she needed to use the ashtray to flick her ashes, and her eyes narrowed as they focused on me for the first time since she'd awoken.

"Hey there, humble Harry, bring that ashtray over here, what're ya waitin' for?" Geri growled with mock meanness, and I obediently extended my arms to bring the silver serving platter holding the ashtray closer to her. She and Curt flicked their ashes into it, then went back to ignoring me as if I didn't exist. This went on until they finished their cigarettes, then Curt made a comment to Geri about how he really appreciated her letting him use the wimp to do his laundry and iron his shirt and pants.

The wimp!? I fumed inside as my resentment towards this conceited and arrogant asshole grew... if only he knew the intimate times I'd shared with Geri, long before he even met her! I was so offended and just about to say something, although I wasn't even sure what, when I heard Geri's reply to Curt: "No prob, power-man, it's another chance for the sorry sap to get used to his new subservient status - and I gotta say he doesn't seem to be totally hopeless, anyway, hee hee hee!"

Hearing Geri's comment kept me from saying something, afraid of ruining the positive impression I seemed to be making on her. But what did she mean "new subservient status?" I didn't have time to ponder this as Geri ordered me to get moving on doing the laundry as she motioned to the big laundry bag on the floor in the corner. "Don't forget to throw in the towels we just used, wimp" she commented casually as I cringed internally from her use of that derogatory term "wimp" that she'd picked up from Curt's insulting invocation earlier. I stuffed the towels in the laundry bag as ordered and was racing out of the room to get all my assigned chores done when Geri's voice stopped me.

"Hold it, humble Harry, don't you see my man's socks on the floor there?" Geri exclaimed, and as I went to pick them up she told me to bring them over to her. They were white sport socks, soiled from his sneaker sweat to the point that the outline of his toes could be seen, and as I held them out to Geri I couldn't suppress a grimace at the awful aroma even as I wondered what the mischievous yet menacing look on her face meant - I feared it was nothing good as far as I was concerned.

"Maybe this will help you pay more attention the next time you do our laundry, loser!" Geri said with a giggle as she reached over to my face and pushed down on my chin until my mouth opened wide. Grabbing one of Curt's soiled socks from my hand, she stuffed it completely into my mouth before I could react and then grabbed the other sock as well before spinning me around and wrapping it around my head with a tight **** so that it served as a gag - while simultaneously securing the other soiled specimen in my mouth and preventing me from spitting the sickening, saliva-soaked and sweaty sock out.

"Haw haw haw, you almost got me feelin' sorry for this sad sack," Curt commented as he shook his head, "but not sorry enough to cut him any slack about gettin' my chores done!" he added as he shoved me towards the laundry bag as he got up. "Don't worry babe, your laundry will be done and your clothes pressed....and humble Harry here will earn another notch in his humble hope-chest, hee hee hee!" Geri said in a serious tone before she broke out in giggles, and I hung my head in shame as I grabbed the laundry bag and slunk out of the room.

I've done enough ironing so that my mind could wander freely as I made razor-sharp creases in Curt's pants and shirt sleeves while the laundry was going, and I considered again if I was doing the right thing serving and submitting to Geri like this. It was especially humbling to be ordered by Geri to serve her lover as well, but it is clear in my recovery program that the proper, indeed the only way to make amends to people who I've wronged in the past is to disregard any justifications from what they or others about whatever might have happened. Yes, my main focus in making amends is to not just apologize but also offer to do whatever I can to make it up to the person, and I dutifully made that offer to Geri, never dreaming she'd take me up on the offer as she has been!

Determined to continue to do whatever Geri told me to, I felt so cowed and controlled by Geri's awesome assertiveness that I even jerked off to a quick orgasm when I went to the bathroom. My thinking was that letting off some steam like that would help me concentrate on whatever else Geri wanted me to do, but a tiny voice in the back of my head had me mentally confessing that the whole situation of my inferior status serving Geri and her lover was also incredibly arousing!

She's really playing this humility thing to the max, I thought as I "stood" at attention on my knees as instructed by Geri while she and her lover Curt talked casually and ignored me completely while they put away the laundry. Finally Curt "threw me a bone" with his comment that the ironed shirt and pants looked "pretty good", and Geri hugged him as she wished him luck when he went out on his interview that afternoon. I had no idea what she was talking about, and it certainly wasn't my place to ask.

Later that day, I was kneeling in front of Geri as she reclined back on the big overstuffed chair with the pop-out foot rest, really getting into massaging her bare feet and smiling as I watched her face reflect the waves of pleasure she was enjoying. Then suddenly the doorbell rang and my smile deepened as Geri was clearly reluctant as she motioned for me to answer it, obviously regretting that I had to stop.

"Hey babe - I'm home, and I got the job!" Curt exclaimed over my shoulder to Geri when I opened the door, handing me his jacket and shoving me out of his way. I was hurt and offended by this stupid stud, and wondered what kind of job he would be accepted for. I knew the place was Geri's and he didn't live there all the time, and I hoped that his new job would give him less time to visit so that me and Geri could work on mending our relationship - and that eventually this time would be something we'd both look back on with reflections of how it made us even closer and more in love; little did I know how drastically different the reality would be!
It was all I could do to hold back my anger as Geri's lover treated me like some kind of flunky, pushing me aside after handing me his jacket before he walked over to Geri with open arms. "Congratulations sweetie!" Geri exclaimed as Curt wrapped his big arms around my beloved, and my stomach twisted in agony as I watched them share a passionate kiss that seemed to last for hours.

Finally they dreamily disengaged, the lust obvious in their eyes. They gazed lovingly at each other and completely ignored me as I stood off to the side, watching their passion for each other with an aching heart. My "poor me" pity pot self-indulgence didn't last long, though, as Geri soon focused on me standing there with Curt's jacket d****d over my arm.

"What the f...! Yo' loser, when I want you to become a human coat rack I'll tell you to, until then go hang up my man's jacket and bring us back a couple of cold beers...NOW!" I jumped in shock and fear, almost dropping his jacket as I stammered a quick " ye...yes, Ge...Geri..." before rushing off to obey her commands.

Feeling myself sink deeper and deeper into a mental state of submission, I actually started thinking how Curt really was more of a man than me in so many ways, especially sexually and physically, and how if I was really interested in making amends to Geri then I should want what's best for her. Although it hurt me terribly to watch Geri openly show her desire for another man, it was becoming clear to me that my character defects of selfishness and self-centeredness were blocking me from making the true amends I needed to, and I resolved to focus only on Geri's pleasures and desires from that point on.

"Here you are Geri, and for you, Sir," I said softly when I returned with their beers on a serving tray as I held it out in front of them, hoping my use of the word sir when addressing Curt would please Geri. "Ha ha, you hear that babe?" Curt asked Geri with a laugh as he took his beer from
the tray, but Geri looked annoyed. "You're on the right track, wimp, but seeing as how you are SO inferior to us, I think it will be more appropriate for you to address me as Goddess and Curt as Master from now on...got it, wimpy?"

My God, will this never end, and how low does Geri intend to take me in terms of diminishing my ego as amends for my past disrespect towards her, I thought as I nodded silently and turned to leave. Suddenly I heard a loud thump and started to turn my head back, cringing involuntarily as I saw Geri's hand shoot out and grab the hair on the back of my head - SNATCH!

Despite the searing pain in my scalp as Geri's strong grip on my hair held me suspended inches off the floor, I couldn't help admiring the chiseled muscles covering her arms, torso and legs as she stood there like an avenging angel. "When I or my man ask you a question, you will respond appropriately and respectfully, is that clear?" she said, and I quickly replied "yes, Goddess Geri," as I silently begged her to release my hair.

Continuing to hold me suspended by my hair with seeming effortless ease, Geri glared at me as if waiting for me to resist her when finally Curt became my savior. "Yo babe, drop the wimp and let this man show you some REAL respect!" he declared, and in the next moment I was dropped like a sack of potatoes to lie in a crumpled heap on the floor as they kissed passionately above me.

I eventually overheard that Curt's new job was with a company that did house and apartment cleaning and organizing, and that he was required to start as a low-level cleaner to get some hands-on experience before he moved into a supervisory position. I was not working since I had left my city job the previous year with a full pension after twenty years, and had prudently put aside tax-exempt money in an account that now supplemented my pension so that I could live very comfortably. This had allowed me to spend my time and money fulfilling my offer to Geri that I would do anything she wanted to make amends for my past wrongs, and now suddenly she had a new idea about how I could show some humility and make amends for my selfish and inconsiderate treatment of her in the past.

I stood there on my knees in front of Geri and Curt (she had instituted a rule that I be respectfully at attention on my knees as a "standing" order when circumstances didn't require me to be otherwise positioned) as she explained that since Curt would be the only one at the office building overnights to perform his cleaning detail, no one would know if I did the work instead! I knew better than to complain or even voice an opinion, and soon my peaceful evenings and nights were gone as I cleaned office windows and vacuumed, then mopped floors through the night. Just as I completed my tasks early in the morning Curt would arrive and inspect my work, and since I knew the smallest flaw would earn me severe punishment from Geri I always made sure everything was spotless. I was sure this would be the ultimate evidence of my new humble attitude and I resolved to play my subservient role as long as necessary, but didn't expect what developed next.

Curt was finally getting his promotion, due in large part because of his diligent and hard work in the menial role they'd placed him in as a test, they told him. His salary still wouldn't be too much at first, Curt apologized in response to Geri's talk of going on a celebratory vacation as they snuggled on the loveseat while I cleaned the floor on my hands and knees in the far corner of the room. When I heard Geri say she had an idea that would "kill two birds with one stone" I felt a shiver go down my spine, and I somehow knew it involved me...and that this might be my toughest task in my amends journey yet!
It seemed like all of our attitudes were changing and evolving, and I felt frightened as the sense that I truly was inferior to both Goddess Ger...er, that is, Geri and Curt seemed more and more right and entirely appropriate.

Geri's new idea was for me to get a job as a lowly cleaning attendant at the company Curt now managed, with my meager weekly salary spent on gratitude gifts going to Geri! Tears came to my eyes as I remained obediently on my knees in a rigid attention stance while Geri told me this from reflecting on all the long years I'd worked so hard with the goal of eventually being able to sleep late and relax. Now my past sweetheart who I had disrespected in the past has taken away my freedom, my comfort, and now stood over my kneeling form with her arm around her man's waist as she informed me I was returning to the workforce - in a menial role, no less - with my earnings funding comforts and conveniences for her and her lover!

Looking up at Geri's glowing grin and Curt's subtle sneer as they stood arrogantly before me, I thought about how making amends for past wrongs was supposed to "clean up my side of the street" and give me a feeling of release and freedom, and wondered why I felt so hurt and jealous. Deciding that it was my own selfishness and self-centeredness that were the character defects blocking my path towards becoming "happy, joyous and free", I resolved inwardly to second my sincerity and redouble my resolve to go above and beyond whatever Geri desired in amends for my past transgressions. Also, I was determined to release any expectations of how my amends would be received and what benefit I might get in return, as I reminded myself to let go of my pride and self-seeking attitudes.

Chhuuppp - ptoey! Omigod! Geri had just cleared her throat and let fly with a thick lunger that landed right on my left cheek, and as she leaned back into Curt's strong embrace she giggled with a comment about how that had wiped the satisfied expression off my face. "You are too much, babe" Curt said with a smile while he started nibbling on her neck, and as her thick saliva slid down my cheek I opened my lips and extended my tongue to snatch and savor her saliva.

"Ungh, that is gross!" Curt declared with disgust as he witnessed my devotion, but Geri smiled and said that it was actually a good sign, an indication that I finally seemed to be accepting the reality of my inferiority. Then she turned to Curt and wrapped her arms around his neck as she continued her thought: "...and then there's you, you hunk of masculine superiority!" which led to a long lip lock that continued as Curt lifted Geri up into his arms and started walking towards the bedroom.

"Hold on, you humongous hunk" Geri said sweetly as she broke their kiss and popped her head over Curt's muscled shoulder and looked back down at me. Ahhh, she didn't forget me, I thought as I struggled to suppress my smile, but she simply called back to me not to forget my list of chores and errands.

For some reason, I was finding Geri's poor treatment an increasing turn-on, and as they went into the bedroom I rushed to the downstairs bathroom to jerk off yet again to dreams of Goddess Geri with her chiseled body, eagerly tracing the contours of her toned torso and thighs with my tongue, moaning in joy while caressing her calves,...when suddenly WHAM! the bathroom door flew open, and an angry Geri stood there growling down at me as I reflexively cowered in fear.

"WHAT the frig is this, fool?" she exclaimed as she pointed down at my exposed crotch. I begged her forgiveness as I tried to explain that I was so aroused by her beauty and exquisite physical fitness that I needed some release. "I thought this problem might "pop up", so to speak, so I picked up a little something...for your "little" something, heh heh heh!" Geri said before getting a small brown package.

It was a CB 6000 male chastity device, and Geri grinned as she explained the details while she squatted down to fit it on my genitals. "This will ensure that your focus and thoughts are only on serving my desires, not yours, got it?" Geri said in a statement more than a question, and I could only blush in shame as she went on to explain that Curt had told her I was probably jerking off to fantasies of her every chance I got.

When she tried to fit the device over my penis it was too small, and Geri looked into my eyes as she talked about how we both knew my penis size was nothing to brag about at barely six inches erect, and she chuckled as she continued to say that she didn't want me to enjoy the slightest pleasure without her express permission so she bought the smallest version of the chastity device.

My eyes grew wide with fear as Geri slipped the device over my erect penis and it dangled on the tip like a hat. I was afraid she would force it down onto my cock and injure me, but in the next moment Geri's hand cupped my balls and began a soft caress. Omigod! This was pure heaven, I'd waited so long for this, even if she locked the chastity device on me for as long as she wanted it was okay, I could feel my juices building to a earth-shattering eruption, what heaven, what bliss, wh...AAARRRGGGHHH! I screamed in agony as suddenly her caresses turned to a cruel grasp that crushed my balls in her powerful grip.

"Shut up wimpy, it's your own fault for your lewd and lecherous thoughts when you were supposed to be serving me" Geri said in a serious tone, but in the next moment couldn't repress a chuckle as she slid the device easily over my now shriveled puny pecker.

"What's all that yelling about, what's going on out there?" Curt's voice yelled from the bedroom, and Geri called out that she'd be back in a minute, and that humble Harry has a surprise to show him. As she then explained to me what I was to say and how I was to behave when she called me into the bedroom, I was on the verge of breaking my pledge to her and saying that this "making amends" process was going too far. But Geri finished by saying how impressed she was by my willingness to atone for my past bad behavior in our college dating years, and I was left speechless as she left to return to Curt waiting for her in the bedroom.

I had barely started back on my assigned cleaning when I heard Geri's voice calling for me to bring them their cigarettes and a couple of cold beers. When I did Curt asked what was with this surprise Geri had mentioned, and she giggled as she ordered me to put the tray down and stand up on my feet facing them.

It felt good to be off my knees, but I knew what was coming as I awkwardly stood before them. "I must admit you were right, sweetie, when you said you bet the loser was jerkin' off behind our backs" Geri began, "and in a way that's a good thing because it shows a reorientation of his thinking to a more servile reality. The problem is, it implicitly goes against my control and authority. So that is why I took an advance from his first few paychecks to get a certain tool that will help him control unauthorized use and abuse of his own "tool"!

I was ordered to drop my pants and braced myself for the reaction I knew would be coming from Curt, and sure enough he almost rolled out of bed with laughter as he speechlessly pointed towards my imprisoned crotch. Geri said to Curt that she'd noticed my subtle crotch rubbing against the sheets when she had me performing "douche-bag duties", and that she couldn't wait until the next time to see if I could control my pecker prominence - or if they'd get to watch a painful performance of my arrested arousal!

The words "arrested arousal" was my cue, and as per Geri's prior instructions I went to the side of the bed and clasped my hands in front of my face as if in prayer, and began to recite the improvised tribute poem Geri commanded I come up with:

O' please master Curt, do forgive this lustful slut,
While serving you and Goddess Geri, my own desires were not cut,
but now I can pledge, with utmost certainty,
that my allegiance is to you both only, may I nevermore be free!

And as I finished the tribute prayer I returned to my knees and placed one of the two keys (Geri had the other) to the chastity device in between my teeth and lowered my eyes as I crawled forward towards Curt to silently offer him, along with Geri, absolute control over my sexual freedom!
Although I had submitted to humbling demands from Geri right from the beginning when I offered my apologies for my past mistreatment of her, being locked into a chastity device after having been discovered masturbating in her bathroom became a major turning point.

While I had been mostly ignored and disregarded before, now it seemed that Geri truly savored my sentence of celibacy and reveled in my mounting misery, taking full advantage of my deepening desperation.

"Let's get one thing perfectly clear from the get-go, game boy," Geri announced. With your puny pecker now permanently imprisoned until I or my man Curt decides otherwise, I would advise you to not even show the slightest hesitation no matter what the command is - in fact, you better show the sincerest enthusiasm you can muster - if you expect to ever earn release, much less acceptance of your offered amends!

This was like a bad dream that I couldn't wake up from! As I silently stayed at attention on my knees at the side of the bed, Geri and Curt began another sensual session of lovemaking that escalated from passionate kissing and fondling to high and hard humping that shook the floorboards. I was impressed at his control and endurance as Geri's joyful cries signaled climax after climax, and when Curt finally drove his cock deep triggering their mutual erotic explosions I had to admit inwardly it was a pleasurable performance I could never hope to match.

"Get up here, loser - quick!" Geri ordered as she snapped her fingers off the side of the bed in my direction, and I swallowed nervously as I climbed up onto the foot of the mattress. Geri was laying there with her arms and legs splayed out as if she had collapsed there, and I could see the glistening wetness of her cunt hairs fresh from her fucking. Trying to ignore my knowledge of the source of the creamy taste, I obediently began tongue-cleaning and soothing her swollen vagina as instructed.

WHAP! "Be gentle down there, dipshit, I just got pleasurably pounded by a cock that makes your little pee-pee look like a pencil - and one that's been sharpened one too many times, at that, hee hee hee!" Geri yelled down at me as she slapped the back of my head so hard I saw stars. As I softened my slurps she leaned back into the pillows and Curt propped himself up on an elbow. "Hmmm, that looks pretty pleasurable, I guess the little gimpy guy is good for something, ha ha ha" he commented, and Geri just moaned in agreement.

It felt so good to know that I was giving Geri pleasure as I performed oral sex on her, and even though I knew it was another man's seed I was now slurping clean I was able to block that out as I imagined the many times in our past college dating intimacy when I'd given her head after my own orgasm had filled her pussy. The fond memories were awakening feelings of pleasure, though, and I felt my penis start to prod painfully against the small space allotted in the cruel chastity cage. Tears of frustration filled my eyes as I started doing multiplication tables and lists of past presidents in my head to distract me and keep my erection down.

After awhile Geri was satisfied and grabbed my head by the hair as she lifted my face up and out of her crotch. "Aaahh, what a nice way to come down from the heaven you bring me to with your luscious loving, Curtsie," Geri said with her sweet voice. Noticing my eyes, she asked if I had been crying, and when I admitted I was from the combined frustration of being denied sex with her combined with the pain from my tightly confined cock, she just nodded with a satisfied expression. Then I saw her eyes light up with mischievous mirth as she suggested to Curt that he use me for his "clean-up" as well, and my heart began to really race with revulsion.

"No way babe, that misfit's mouth is coming nowhere near my cock, no how!" Curt declared, and I was silently so relieved, but then I saw him chuckle as he added "...but I actually do have an itch in my asshole..." and my heart sunk as Geri was quick to reply: "Well, turn over on your belly, sweetie, Mr. Douche-bag here's got a tongue that's just dyin' to scratch that itch, isn't that right wimpy?"

Never having relinquished her powerful grip on my hair, Geri didn't even wait for my response as her strong arm dragged my head towards Curt who was reclining on the pillow next to her with a smug smile on his face. I heard his cruel laugh as he flipped over onto his stomach, and Geri's fierce fist gripping my hair quickly forced my face deep between Curt's rear cheeks.

"Dig right in there, douche bag, do your `duty', hee hee hee!" Geri said with a giggle as her hand continued to hold my head buried in his butt, and I knew I'd only make it worse for myself by resisting so I reluctantly reached out with my tongue and started reaming his asshole. This had to be the ultimate disgrace, my own living hell, I couldn't go any lower than this I thought as I obediently continued burying my tongue deep within Curt's anus, but once again I was wrong.

Brrrraaaapp! Omigod, I thought as I heard a loud explosion surround my head and felt my tongue vibrate - he had farted right in my face! "Sorry babe, but that sure did feel good with this loser's licker up my ass, haw haw haw!" Curt commented with a chuckle, and Geri giggled as well as she ordered me to breathe it all in so she wouldn't have to, while kissing and caressing him as if he'd just completed some kind of command performance. "...and keep lickin' too, loser, that fart felt like a wet one, heh heh heh..." Curt commented before pulling Geri towards him to resume their kissing, and I obeyed out of fear while repeatedly swallowing to suppress my gag reflex even as I moved my tongue around doing my disgusting duties.

After a while Curt must have felt my face in his ass had become an annoyance that was impeding his amorous action with Geri, and with a hard hump of his hips he bucked me out of his ass, and off the bed to land with a thud on the floor beneath them as they both laughed. Ordering me to put a pair of towels on the radiator to warm them up for after their shower, Geri dismissed me with a wave of her hand and instructions to get busy with the assignments she'd listed for me on the sheet of household chores, after I'd done the shopping from the other list she'd left me.

This was going way beyond amends, I thought, as I felt like an unpaid assistant or even lackey, but I knew it was not my place to judge or question the demands made if my offer to do whatever I can to make it up to someone I've hurt in the past is accepted. And Geri was certainly becoming more and more willing to accept amends from me for my past mistreatment of her - but where would this end?
Later that day I was scrubbing a stubborn spot on the bathroom tiles while waiting for the washing machine to finish so I could start the dryer, and I reflected on how Geri was probably out spending the money from my meager paycheck on herself and her lover Curt as I again found myself getting some kind of perverse satisfaction from the way I was being treated - ouch! That damn chastity device really was like Geri's long-distance leash on me, depriving even my pleasures of mentally meditating on the turn-on of serving such a succulent, sensual Goddess.

Yet,even in sobriety there was strong advice given in favor of setting and respecting limits on behaviors in sexual relationships, and I resolved that when Geri returned we'd finally have to have a discussion about parameters and healthy boundaries in our connection.

As if she'd read my mind and knew my intentions, the first thing Geri said when she returned was that we needed to have a talk. I was so excited as she walked into the living room and sat on the couch, motioning towards a spot on the floor in front of her as she looked over at me. "Okay Harry, there's a few things we have to discuss, and then you're gonna have to make a decision," Geri announced, then she went on to explain her decision: that we would be getting married!

I was too shocked to speak as Geri gave a quick summary of the benefits she would get from becoming my wife, including getting added on to my health, dental and other work plans coverage, and concluding with her penetrating gaze staring directly into my eyes as she asked "so, is all of this acceptable to you, Harry?"

She wanted to marry me! I had to take a few deep breaths to control myself, as I so wanted to shout with joy! I knew it, I knew it, Geri really did care for me, and once we were married I would continue to show my love and devotion for her, and we would live happily ever after! "Yes, yes, whatever you say, dear..." I gushed until she placed her finger over my lips to silence me. I stifled myself immediately but my big smile grew wider and wider - she had looked me in the eye, she had called me Harry, she had asked my opinion instead of just ordering me, and God she was so beautiful in her skintight spandex shorts as she sat on the couch above me - WOW!

Continuing to look straight down at me, Geri told me that it would be strictly a marriage of convenience, that in reality everything would continue as it has been going as far as my making continuing amends to her by satisfying her every desire, and that nothing would change as far as her and Curt was concerned.

Disappointed for a moment, my eyes followed hers as her gaze drifted down and suddenly I was staring right at her crotch! Her thighs parted and the skintight material formed a cameltoe contour that seemed to pulsate with passion - or was it just me? I reflected silently how this was in reality my best opportunity to secure my connection with Geri through this legal bond, and my hope for ultimately winning her heart soared! I verbally re-affirmed my regrets for my past mistakes and assured her that the ball was strictly in her court, so to speak, pledging to not only accept but embrace her commands and requirements of me, whatever they may be!

The marriage ceremony was a quick and private affair, with Curt driving us upstate for a short ceremony in front of a justice of the peace whose secretary and Curt were the witnesses for legal purposes. Returning to Geri's place, she informed me that my house would be put up for sale and I would be staying at her house until the cash from my sale came through so she could buy the bigger place she'd always dreamed of. I was sad at first at the thought of selling my house, but then remembered that we were a married couple now and that the new and bigger house would be ours together, and my smile returned.

Although I'd hoped for some together time with my new bride, after the return trip Curt had no sooner pulled us into Geri's driveway than she started kissing his neck and suggesting a "victory fuck". I could understand her relief at our nuptials, since I imagined it must have been frightening to have no medical or other benefit coverage and worry about unforseen events that could have wiped her out financially, so I held my tongue so as not to ruin her happy mood.

When Geri dragged Curt into the bedroom and began undressing him with giggles of joy, I just stood there wondering what she wanted me to do. I soon found out, as Geri told me to get busy cleaning the kitchen floor, and when I was done with that to go back to scrubbing the bathroom - she'd summon me when she wanted me. Curt made an insulting comment about me as he scooped Geri up into his enveloping embrace and headed for the bedroom, but I was just happy for my new wife when I heard her squeals of anticipatory delight.

Even though I tried not to think about the fact that my new bride was being powerfully pumped by that big stupid stud Curt, the creaking bedsprings and her screams of pleasure made it hard to think of anything else. Then suddenly...BZZZZZZ! the pager Geri had me purchase to keep me on call to her 24/7 went off. I dropped everything and raced to be available within the ten seconds allowed, and let out a sigh of relief as I entered the bedroom when I heard Geri saying "one-thousand nine, one-thousand ten!"

"Get busy, hubby...hee hee hee" she said with a snicker, pulling the covers off to the side and ordering me under them as Geri turned to Curt and I heard her ask "...so, with the loser lapping undercover down here, we won't even see him an' it'll be like he's not even there, okay?" I understood that he might feel uncomfortable being in bed with her in my presence seeing as he'd just been one of the legal witnesses to our wedding, and hoped he could get past his discomfort to provide Geri with the maximum erotic enjoyment she deserved.

Lapping away under the covers in total darkness and stifling heat, I did my best to perform up to Geri's previously specified standards, and felt a shiver of success as I felt her hands massage my head. "That's it wimpy, you're doing it at just the right pressure, just keep sucking up all my man's spunk from my slit like the good sap you are, hee hee hee!" she said, and I heard Curt's lewd laugh as he commented to Geri about how I've been eating so much of his come out of her pussy..."it's like he's getting free protein supplements, haw haw haw!"

Sure, this wasn't the ideal situation, I thought as I continued my douche-bag duties under the covers between Geri's toned thighs, but with her physical perfection and assertive attitude that added to her already awesome beauty, I just felt lucky to be any part of the picture of her life - and I resolved to continue to fulfill her any and every desire to prove my sincere amends and affection for her!

The sweat was pouring off me as I continued to gently lap away at Geri's pussy, and finally she threw back the covers and grabbed a fistful of my hair as she removed my face from between her legs. "Aaahh, what a sweet way to come down from your sizziling sex, stud-man," Geri said with a grin as she held my head suspended over her slit. "You sure you don't want to use his mouth for your clean-up, honey?" she asked, and I said a silent prayer of thanks once again as Curt reiterated his reluctance to let my mouth come anywhere near his cock. "I'll tell you what I could use the fool for," he said with a sneer, grabbing some tissues and wiping the combination of his come and her creamy cunt juices off his softening cock - "a nice, convenient garbage can!" And with that he brought the soiled tissues over towards my face.

I looked up at my new wife, hoping she would refuse to allow this disgusting domination by cruel Curt, but my heart sank as I saw her girlish giggles. Her strong grip of my hair tightened as her wrist twisted, and I felt like my hair was being pulled out by the roots as my mouth opened wide in the beginnings of a scream: AAARRRGGGHHH....umph! that was stifled by the wad of sex-juice soggy tissues stuffed into my mouth!
Feeling incredible shame and demoralization, I held the tissues soggy with their sex-juices in my mouth (as per Geri's instructions and Curt's cutting comments) while obeying her orders to fetch them a couple of beers. I was racing to quickly accomplish the task since she said she'd be timing me, with a disgusting deadline: "Hurry up and live up to your name, humble Harry, `cause if you do get back here in time you can spit it out into the garbage, but return too slow and you'll do a show - a human garbage disposal show for us, hee hee hee!" Geri said before giggling as she leaned back and cuddled in Curt's enveloping embrace.

"She wouldn't!" I thought to myself, even as I raced to retrieve their beers because I really knew Geri not only would make me eat their sex-slimed tissues, but then would mock me for accepting the debasement.

With no idea of how much time I was being allowed, in seconds I was back to present their beers. Looking Geri in the eye with a silent pleading expression, I couldn't control feeling the depth of my degradation as a teardrop escaped and rolled down my cheek when she took her cold beer even as I repeatedly suppressed an involuntary gag reflex from the slimy secretions coming from the soaked in jism-juice tissues filling my mouth.

Her dazzling smile appeared, and for a moment everything was okay as our eyes embraced and I thrilled at the thought that I was married to this physically fit fox and my eyes moved down her flawless body.

Alas, my visual pleasure was cut short as Geri giggled before she assumed a startled expression, and then her eyes lit up as she giggled again before pressing the button to stop the timer. "Ooops, almost forgot I was timing you, loser. Well, let's see if you lived up to your name, "loser" - hee hee hee!" Geri joked, and when she showed the timer to Curt and declared that I'd gone over the time limit by 3 whole seconds it was all I could do to resist shouting out that she'd held the timer for more than three seconds after I arrived back with their beers before stopping it!



"Awwww, looks like the loser lost, hee hee hee" Geri said with a giggle, but when she ordered me to "eat up" I just continued to stare into her eyes in a silent plea. When she saw my reluctance Geri reached out to grab my hair once again and twisted her hand forcefully, threatening me that if I didn't chew and swallow their soiled secretions in ten seconds she would give me a new bald spot. "Yeah, loser, and then I'll give ya a busted face to go with it, haw haw haw!" Curt added as he massaged my wife's tits.

Realizing the hopelessness of my situation, I chewed frantically and struggled to swallow as I moaned in pain from Geri's continued strong grip on my hair. When I desperately opened my mouth to show the tissues were eaten in time, my shame intensified to see her head shake as if in shock at my willingness to wallow in her ordered depravity. Geri fell back into Curt's broad chest and was enveloped by his manly embrace as I experienced an added dose of degradation hearing him mutter "what a fuckin' loser!"

My hopes for a renewed intimacy and romantic connection with Geri were seeming less and less likely in the following days as she completed the sale of my house and put the few hundred thousand dollars that cleared after fees into "our" bank account, since my bank accounts had all been switched to joint with her name added, although her bank accounts remained in her name only.

"You need to show me your trust in me, as part of your amends for my trust in you betrayed when you got into all your sexing behind my back during our college years, loser!" Geri declared when I pointed out how her banking remained in only her name, and I could only hang my head in shame. When she saw my meek acceptance Geri added that she hadn't even decided yet if she wanted to buy the bigger house she'd had her eye on, staring at me as if daring me to object and giving a snort of satisfaction when I humbly nodded in subservient agreement.

Reaching over towards me and grabbing my crotch, Geri giggled as she shook the plastic prison under my pants and heard the lock rattle against it. My cock had learned it's lesson and was small and soft despite my feeling aroused, but her jostling woke it up and the awakening erection was quickly and painfully prevented by the small enclosure - OUCH!

"Awww, does the little loser want some freedom for his little length of pee-pee?" Geri said in a mocking voice that quickly turned stern and serious when I began begging for release and an orgasm. "How dare you!" she said, cutting off my pleas as she reminded me how many months she had gone without sex during our college years while I was off jerking to porn in private. "...and you can't handle a few weeks of chastity for me, you cretin?" I felt doubly ashamed and remorseful when Geri declared that she had just been ready to grant me some release and pleasure when I ruined it by showing my arousal to her domination of me, "...you pervert!"

Then one day Geri told me to prepare a special dinner for two, as she had a special announcement to make, and my heart fluttered with excitement. This was it, I was sure, the end of me needing to make any more amends and the acknowledgment of our marriage and romantic bliss. I cooked a five-course feast and eagerly awaited her return from earlier that day.

When the bell rang I rushed to the door and dropped to my knees, as per her "standing" orders, though ones I hoped she'd soon change as we re-established our mutual caring connection. When I opened the door, however, I was dismayed to see a smiling Geri standing beside Curt, who had his arm around her waist and an arrogant attitude written all over his face!
They walked in arrogantly and were obviously absorbed only in each other, with Geri leading her lover to the couch and encouraging him to sit down and "...take a break, big guy, you sure deserve it!" It seems she and Curt had checked out the new elevated promenade area of downtown, walking around and enjoying the unseasonably warm "Indian summer" weather.

"Yeah, listen up, loser, check this out. Curt bought us some food and we had us a little picnic on the grass, then he came up with the idea of a horse-drawn carriage ride touring the whole area - it was so romantic!" Geri bragged as she hugged her man closer. I thought about how I had not only essentially gotten Curt his job, but then made him look so good through my secret support that he got promoted to his managerial position, giving him the big salary to pamper my wife with!

I struggled to hide my hurt feelings, inwardly imagining the wedded bliss we would feel if it was me and Geri celebrating our newly married state instead, and once again she seemed to read my mind.

"So listen up, loser," (it seemed that had become my new name, replacing wimp but maintaining my measly status) Geri began as she and Curt looked down on me kneeling at their feet. "Me and my man Curt here were talking about you, and we decided you have made some progress in atoning for your past, but not nearly enough."

I couldn't believe this! I had surrendered my social life, accepted the role of a virtual servant in relation to Geri while at the same time elevating her status to that of a Goddess, sold my house and put that money and all of my life's savings under her control, even allowed my sex life to be controlled and for all intents and purposes negated by a device creating my cruel chastised condition...and now Geri had the audacity to stand over me, embracing her lover, and say that I haven't done enough!

Realizing this was not the time to confront Geri with these issues, I hung my head and took a deep breath as she continued. "So, we were thinking that your job as a lowly cleaning worker is fine, but the fact that you have this big fat pension check coming each month in the mail from your previous civil service job that I have to get you to sign each time before I can deposit it is just leaving too much power and status in your hands."

Going on to say that one of her friends is a lawyer who explained that if I could be declared mentally incompetent all authority and control of my affairs would go to Geri as my guardian, she went on to list the many benefits like her being able to endorse and cash my monthly pension checks, like freeing me from having to leave the house for work so that I could devote more of my time to keeping her house clean and serving any of her other needs.

"Just think, loser, you would then have surrendered your control and power to me almost completely, just like I know you want to and for all intents and purposes already have anyway, hee hee hee," Geri said with a giggle, and when I looked up I saw Curt nibbling on her neck as he softly enticed her to join him for some hot sex. "Wait, lover, I wanna get this settled and REALLY let loser here live up to his name!" she protested with a smile even as she shivered with pleasure from the sensual sensations.

As I continued to kneel in front of Geri and Curt the deep degradation I felt had me consciously cringing from my deeply demoralized status, but at the same time I felt the ache of arousal from my imprisoned cock and couldn't deny my private pleasurable passions.

What to do, what to do! I feared surrendering so much control over my life and my freedom, but also knew that going along with Geri's desires would make her happy - and my attitude had become more and more that my only goal was to please her.

This was madness! And Goddess Geri, my first and only true love, was proposing a situation that would quite literally label me as mad, putting every aspect of my life completely under her control! So why was I feeling so excited, so turned on?

Suddenly my "little brain"started speaking to me, speculating on how if I did this there could be no question concerning evidence of my sincere commitment and my trust in her, the completion of my amends to her beyond question. The more I thought about it the more I knew that this was the right decision, and my admiration for the proud, powerful woman that Geri had become filled me with desire and, I must admit, lust for her conceited attitude.

And so it happened. Geri's casual acceptance of her increased power and control over me was unsettling at first, but then recognizing her arrogance as being part of the superior, self-confident woman she has evolved into from the compliant cunt I copulated with regularly in college had my cramped cock painfully crumpled against the constricted chastity controller on my crotch.

We had always slept in separate bedrooms since my house was sold and I'd been forced to move in, but now Curt was staying over some of the time and Geri decided to turn my bedroom into a guest room, while my new sleeping quarters were designated as the utility room in the basement. Amazing how she still seemed to feel a need to reinforce my humility, I thought as I set up the army cot down there, drifting off into fantasies of how she'd returned home from her last evening out and arrogantly lifted the front of her dress to reveal that she was wearing no panties.

"Late night protein snack for you, loser, compliments of Curt!" she'd said with a smile as she exposed her glistening gash, and I had obediently slurped up her juices intermingled with the stud's semen. Then one day I overheard her mention in a phone conversation with one of her girlfriends that Curt was looking for a new apartment since his lease was up.

"Yeah, I wish there was more room here so he could move in, and I could have a REAL man around this place more often," I heard Geri complain, and as I heard snatches of the continuing phone conversation the tone of her voice got happier which I sensed forecast unhappy times to come for me.

Sure enough, when her phone call was completed Geri sat down on the sofa and snapped her fingers to indicate I was to assume my standard kneeling position at her feet. "Listen up, loser. Curt is looking for a new apartment and has rejected the idea of staying here because he says the house is too small. Also, despite him seeing your lowly status he's still a little uncomfortable with the fact that you're here and legally my husband."

When Geri saw my look of surprise she giggled and nodded her head, remarking "yeah, I know, you'd think he'd be totally cool with it because of how many times we've made wild passionate love not only right in front of you, but really rubbing your nose in it, y'know?" Sadly, I did know, and hung my head in shame and defeat as Geri continued speaking about her plan to get Curt to move in as if she was completely oblivious to my feelings.

The more Geri spoke, the deeper my despair developed. Her idea basically was to let Curt stay in the guest bedroom, converting my sleeping area in the basement into his weight room and exercise area. "But Gah...Goddess, where will I stay?" I asked hesitantly, almost afraid to hear the answer.

Indeed, my fears were well-founded, as Geri nonchalantly named the backyard as my new sleeping space. "It's actually warm enough for you to sleep outside there all year round, but to show you that I'm not completely heartless I'll give you some money to get lumber so you can build a little doghouse back there" she explained, then she stopped talking and looked at me expectantly. I was so shocked by her plans as she explained them to me that I didn't know what she was expecting, but then my senses cleared and I suddenly knew what she was waiting for.

"Th...thank you Goddess Geri, for your generosity and consideration, I am so grateful for the gift of your money and for allowing me to continue to serve and be controlled by you" I said sincerely, and the sweet smile that spread across her face almost made me forget my forlorn fate. Then Geri spread her thighs open and my eyes instantly became riveted on the cameltoe formed in the crotch of her soft faded jeans, and when I heard her soft laugh my face flushed red with fear and shame as I knew she had noticed what I was looking at.

I flinched reflexively as Geri moved one of her hands, and she chuckled at the casual display of her power, but she was quick to reassure me that she wasn't angry at my obvious lust for her. Then she went on to explain that she knew it was at least partially my erotic desire for her that kept me as open to her continued conditioning of me.

Sure enough, after a few more minutes during which I continued to gaze at the crotch of her skintight jeans, Geri added the last helping of "humble pie" as she described how she wanted me to talk and act when I next saw Curt to remove any last resistance he might have to moving in and becoming her steady lover.

Knowing that my agreement would essentially be digging my own grave regarding my marriage to Geri, that I needed to clear my mind from the constant lustful feelings every time I saw her sexy body, that this had to be way beyond any attempt at amends, I opened my mouth and tried to form some words but my lips moved in silence. Geri giggled and commented about how one of her friends had told her how comfortable it was to sit on someone's face not sexually but as a comfortable seat cushion, and since then she'd been eager to try it.

Before I knew it Geri's hand had once again formed into a fist holding a captured clump of my hair as she used it to direct my body so that it reclined against the front of the couch. My head rested face-up on the couch seat cushion, and I remained motionless staring up at the ceiling until suddenly Geri's ass in those tight-fitting faded blue jeans appeared over my face and slowly lowered onto my face - UUUMmmph...!

Omigod! This was beyond any heaven I could have ever imagined, I thought as I felt my face slowly sliding deeper into the crevice between her awesome ass cheeks, but then I realized something and my heart began to race madly: my face was completely smothered in her asscrack - I couldn't breathe at all!
Call it a death wish, or just call it my reluctance to step out of my subservient, amends-making role, but I kept my hands down at my sides and squirreled my nose and mouth into contours and convolutions as I desperately tried to get even a tiny morsel of air into my lungs, to no avail. Hearing the muffled sounds of Geri's giggling coming from above me as she continued to sit with her full weight while she used my face as her seat cushion, I brought my hands together in a prayer-like posture as I silently begged for the ability to breathe beneath her bodacious buns.

In my last moments of consciousness, Goddess Geri suddenly raised her ass up a fraction and I sucked a sweet stream of air back into my body as she shifted her ass slightly before resuming her seat so that I could breathe again. This alternating heaven and hell continued for what seemed like hours, but in reality I had lost all track of time as my thoughts became more and more muddled from the repeated near-suffocation I endured, intermingled with the euphoric existence of being just barely buried under her sexy faded blue jean ass with its arousing aroma lingering lightly during my grateful gasps of air.

When Curt arrived Geri jumped up off her seat cushion (my face) and ran to give him a hug, as I groggily heard her talking about how happy she was that he'd decided to move in. Despite my muddled mind, I somehow remember every word of the conversation clearly:

"I'm still not sure about this, I just don't feel comfortable with this loser still around, y'know he is legally your husband" Curt complained, and Geri responded as if I wasn't even there: "Relax sweetie, you know he's my husband in name only - that's why we call him the loser!"

This was the ultimate in degradation, I thought as I nevertheless maintained my position face-up on the couch cushion while Geri went from trying to seduce Curt to getting more and more frustrated. My mouth opened in shock as he spoke to Geri and candidly expressed his feelings: "C'mon Ger, I know we talked about repeated near suffocations until the moron really becomes a mental midget, but I say we cut to the chase and just snuff the sucker!"

Even as I lay there trying to absorb what I had just heard, my second shock came as Geri rallied to my defense and told Curt that he knew she had disagreed with his plan, that she couldn't and wouldn't allow any harm to come to me! After some tense moments and a lot of yelling from both of them, Curt stormed out the door with Geri screaming that they were finished and she never wanted to see him again! Instead of doing what a real man would do, going over to Geri and hugging her to soothed her frayed emotions, I just lay there as my confused desires washed over me. Feeling at first a mixture of both relief and anxiety, I felt a welcome calm wash over me as Geri came over and stroked the side of my face.

"Don't worry humble Harry, I won't let anything terrible happen to you...after all, you haven't finished making amends to me yet!" she said with a sweet smile. I was concerned and dismayed at first to hear that Geri felt my amends-making efforts towards her were still incomplete, but as I continued to gaze adoringly up at her sweet smile and the soothing sound of her voice all my concerns faded away.

Although I was glad Curt was gone for good, Geri still treated me like an inferior and her servant. Maintaining my compliant actions, I became more determined than ever to not only meet but exceed her every demand and show my sincere attitude in making amends for my past mistreatment of her.

One day, as I was finishing scrubbing the bathroom floor tiles, Geri came in and casually lowered her jeans and panties before sitting down on the toilet in front of me. "Listen up, loser," she said matter-of-factly as she looked down at me on my hands and knees. I looked up at her with a submissive half-smile to both show I was even willing to accept the derogatory name she still used to refer to me with, and that I also was happy to pursue my continued amends to her for as long and as much as she desired.

When Geri said we would be going out to the local bar and dance hall I was thrilled at first, but then she said I would not be her date but her chauffeur! I knew better than to try to object, but when I made a meek mention of how we used to dance so delightfully together she had a quick come back: "oh, you mean before you'd drop me off so you could go out with your tramps and whores or go home to spend hours jerking off to expensive porn you bought instead of buying me any presents?" My face reddened as I silently sunk low in shame, and when I heard the soft splashes coming from under her ass I mentally wallowed in the depths of my debasement recognizing the sounds of her bowel movement she was having right in front of me!

Commenting that my attempts at manipulating her by recalling our past dancing showed I still hadn't learned my place, Geri got up to wipe her ass and stuff the toilet paper in my mouth before once more grabbing my head by the hair and forcing me face down into the toilet bowl just above the water she hadn't flushed, ordering me to maintain that position until she told me otherwise. Thoroughly humbled, I did as she instructed and meditated on the mounds of her shit along with her fecal aroma until she finally came back in the bathroom, ordering me to light an incense stick for the odor as she flushed the toilet and commented that I'd better shower and shave quickly so I could be ready to be her driver and all-purpose lackey for the evening.

That evening I was appropriately attired in my white shirt, black tie, pants and shoes, idling outside the house in the rented Rolls as I waited for Geri patiently. It felt somehow fitting as I opened the rear door for her when she came out and drove to the dance club, dropping her off at the front door as the valet took the car. Respectfully walking three steps behind as instructed, we entered and Geri was immediately the center of attention in her form-fitting black satin pants ensemble set off by her dazzling diamond jewelry (gifts that I had purchased).

I watched in awe as Geri talked to one after another of the men who tried to pick her up, expertly evaluating each and finally settling on a tall, well-built gentleman who seemed both respectful and sincere. Snapping her fingers in my direction, Geri held out her drink towards me and when I took it she turned to her new "friend" and made a simple statement about how I would hold their drinks and have them available for when they were finished dancing. I saw a slight raise of his eyebrow as he turned towards me, followed by a smile that was casual but not condescending while he extended his hand with the drink towards me.

They danced all night, and when it was time to go I pulled the Rolls up to the front door as they exited. That was the first of many evenings as David and Geri went from friends and dance partners to lovers, and my loins ached with unrequited lust for Goddess Geri while watching her be wined and dined by this handsome and respectful young man. Although ten years younger, David was clearly smitten by Geri and disregarded their age difference completely. With his own successful internet start-up business, any money concerns became a thing of the past as well.

They eventually decided to marry, and with my house and savings gone I was given the option by Geri to become their full time housekeeper and all-around servant. I would still be kept in complete chastity and live in the dog house I had constructed in the back yard, and be available to serve either Geri or David in any way they commanded, including sexually. My pension check would continue to be taken by Geri and my minimum wage salary would be considered payment for room (the doghouse) and board (table scraps and Kennel Ration dog food). David was videotaping Geri while she spoke down to my kneeling form as she outlined my options. The only other option was to leave and never see her again.

My admiration and respect for Geri had never been higher, and I knew I would do anything to continue the precious privilege of being allowed to remain in contact with her, so I immediately agreed to her conditions and my new life. As I crawled off to fulfill her next assigned task, though, the thought did occur to me: had I made...An Amends Too Far?

THE END