A few days had passed since Mike had submitted to his sister-in-law after his realisation that it was the only way to save his marriage to Fiona. Those days had been a whirlwind. Most of the time they had lived together, as any family would, sharing meals, watching movies, going out for drinks at the local pub, but each day there had been something 'different', something which no normal family would ever do. With both Fiona and Mike submitting to Sarah, they were at the mercy of her will, and she made sure that each day they were reminded of that, each day there was some act of service they performed for her.
For Mike it was almost like a dream come true. In one day he had gone from feeling as though divorce was imminent, to making things up with his wife and gaining a place as a slave to a beautiful, dominant woman, a lifelong fantasy finally realised. He was in his own personal heaven.
Fiona, too, reflected on the events of the past week. She was so happy that Mike could now be a part of her and Sarah's life and he had taken to it like a duck to water. Fiona was submissive, but Mike seemingly took that to another level, she wondered if there was anything that Sarah could ask of him which would see him refuse - at this point in time she seriously doubted it.
She turned over in bed and rested her head against Mike's chest. He was still asleep and she could feel his heart beating against her ear as his strong chest rose and fell beneath her. There could be nothing more relaxing. She trailed a hand down his body, across his abdomen and between his legs, she felt the cold plastic of his chastity device and smiled to herself. It had only been a few days, but she had expected him to have complained about it by now, but he had endured it well and seemed totally unphased by its presence.
She wondered what it would feel like if she were denied the right to orgasm for a whole month. Obviously there had been times in her life where this had happened, by accident, but given everything they were all going through right now, and how horny she became every second she was with her sister, it seemed like such a sentence would be incredibly hard to bear. Perhaps Mike really is much stronger than she though, so far his willpower has been phenomenal - perhaps his desire to please his wife and his mistress was so intense that he truly had transcended his individual feelings and was able to think only of his own redemption for what he had done. Either way, Fiona couldn't help but feel proud of him.
He stirred beneath her, roused from his sleep by Fiona's gentle embrace. "Good morning," he yawned.
"Good morning," came the reply, Fiona was already wide awake. "Did you sleep well?" she asked.
"Like a log." He turned over to see her and kissed her gently on the lips.
"I'm amazed you can sleep with that thing on, doesn't it hurt at all?"
Mike laughed, "You'd think so, but no, it's weirdly comforting I suppose, although there are always a couple of times in the night where I get an erection, that usually wakes me up."
"I thought you couldn't get an erection in one of those?" asked Fiona, surprised.
"You can't, technically. That's why it wakes me up. If I get hard in the night it fills the device and then starts to pull it away from my body, stretching my balls and waking me up."
"That can't be nice."
"I'm getting used to it, although, I imagine it'll only get worse as I get more and more horny, this is only day three. Twenty-four to go."
Fiona smiled to herself, it was good that he took his chastity so seriously, it showed her just how eager he was to try and make amends and fix things between them. She was also glad that Sarah was in charge of when he would be unlocked, because if it was up to her she would probably have done it by now - and that would not be a long enough penance for him.
Fiona swung herself out of bed, "I'm going to take a shower, if you want to join me?"
She walked into the en-suite and turned on the water. This shower was far better than the one they had at home, more like the type you'd find in a fancy hotel than in a normal home, but then, nothing about this home was normal. She stepped through the glass and let the water cascade down her body, reinvigorating her, allowing herself to feel fully awake. She closed her eyes as the water flowed down over her head, flattening her dark hair against her body.
Mike joined her moments later, similarly enjoying the sensation of the warm water bringing him to life, preparing him for the day ahead. He regarded his wife and noticed how everything she did seemed to accentuate her beauty. Streams of water rolled down her body from the tips of each strand of hair down over her pert breasts and her navel towards her womanhood. He couldn't help but touch her, she was impossible not to touch.
He placed one arm behind her shoulder blades and pulled he body in close to kiss her. She accepted his mouth eagerly and they kissed with all the passion that had recently been rekindled in their relationship. They explored each other's mouth tenderly, enjoying the sensation of the water pouring over their faces as their lips played gently against one another.
Mike reached a hand down between Fiona's thighs and found her easily. He rubbed his palm against the gentle mound below and felt her gyrate herself against it in approval. His hand was pouring water, but despite that he could still feel her wetness, more delicate and more slick, he could feel her body reacting to him, desperate for him to enter her, he wished so badly that he could.
His own reaction was clear, his penis was swollen as it tested the bounds of the chastity device, his balls pulled away from his body as he became harder and harder, until the pain of the half-erection became greater than the pleasure and it diminished.
He turned Fiona away from him, holding her back tight against his chest as his hand continued to rub at her. From this angle he could penetrate her, if not with his cock, then with his finger. He slid one effortlessly inside and curled it back up towards his palm, knowing that this was one of the most reliable ways to get her off. Her rocked his whole palm against her womanhood as his finger explored inside her hole. Before long she was ready for more, he withdrew, then inserted a second finger, stretching her wider still.
The third finger took more work, but she was so wet that she could just about take it, she enjoyed the feeling of being stretched and this was certainly doing it for her. She could feel the heat of the water on his hands, seemingly adding to the fire in her own belly and the growing sense of desire within her.
With his fingers hooked inside her, exploring, rubbing gently, she started to get close, she pressed herself against the ball of his hand, grinding her clitoris against him as he explored her. Without warning she bucked uncontrollably and went totally limp. Mike held her tightly in his strong embrace while his other had continued to deliver more of the same pleasure that was coursing through her body. She moaned, a soft moan, almost a whimper, before her legs began to shake. She could take no more. Mike withdrew.
He turned her to face him and kissed her deeply once again, holding her tight against his chest. "Thank you," she whispered. He merely kissed her once more in reply.
After their shower they both dressed and headed downstairs. Dressing for Mike had become a slightly drawn-out affair in recent days as he had to make sure that what he wore was able to accommodate his chastity device without drawing too much attention to it. Generally he was able to find something appropriate which wouldn't arouse suspicions, and occasionally his new attire made it appear as though he was perhaps a little more well-endowed than he actually was, something he definitely enjoyed.
Downstairs they found Sarah, already breakfasting on croissant and strawberries. They joined her for a light bite of food before she went away to get herself washed and dressed for the day. She had told them that she would treat them to lunch later so they should save their appetites.
