Monday morning...

Your alarm clock goes off, stirring you awake. You reach over and check your phone, noticing it's an hour earlier than you usually get up. You mumble something and reach for your snooze button, and Alice mumbles next to you, "don't touch it, get up..."

You rub your eyes, smacking your dry lips, and say, "yes, ba...mistress..." throwing the covers off your naked, caged, body. Alice reaches over and touches your forearm. She says, "eggs and toast, coffee and juice...wake me up when it's ready..." before rolling over and going back to sleep.

You sit on the side of the bed, tired and stretching. You get up and use the restroom, sitting down to pee and struggling with your caged morning wood, and when you're done go into the kitchen and make Alice's breakfast. When it's ready, you walk back into the bedroom and nudge Alice awake. "Mistress, your breakfast's ready," you tell her as she mumbles.

"Thank you," she says, sitting up nude. As she walks out of the bedroom, she points at the bed and says, "make that".

"Yes, mistress," you say, still waking up, and straighten up your bed. When you get back to the kitchen, Alice is already halfway through her breakfast, and you sit down to eat yours. She eats quietly, and when she's done, says "I'm only working a half day today, I'm using some of my PTO. I have a delivery coming and I need to receive it, then I'm expecting company. I'm taking a full day tomorrow".

"Yes, mistress," you say.

Alice goes on to say, "last month, when your boss offered to transfer you to permanent work-from-home...that offer's still open, right?"

"I'll have to ask...but I think so, mistress". You remember turning it down at the time, because you would have had to go into the office on Mondays and Fridays for meetings anyway, and you know the only reason the company offered it was to cut overhead and probably use it as an excuse to not offer annual pay raises to boot. Still, it was tempting, because you're usually done with your daily work by mid-afternoon but expected to stick around for a few hours doing nothing, or "setting yourself up for success tomorrow" by doing extra work.

"Do. If you can, I want you home full-time to do chores and perform tasks."

"Yes, mistress".

"Thank you for breakfast, now I need to get ready for work. Come," she says, reaching over the table and tugging at your collar. She leads you into the bathroom and makes you wait while she pees, and after she steps in the shower with you, making you wash and shave her. You wash yourself while she steps out and dries off, brushes her teeth, and puts on deodorant and perfume.{if Hotwife=1} She puts your makeup application skills to the test, having you apply some light makeup for work.{endif}

Finally, you put on her underwear and scrubs, and she leaves with a kiss goodbye.

You decide to go into work early, to butter your boss up a bit in preparation of asking him to work from home. You rinse off the dishes, throw them in the dishwasher, shave, and brush your teeth. You throw on business casual, and after putting on a polo shirt with high neckline to hide your collar, you're out the door and on your way.

Most of your Monday morning is meetings, and you find time to ask your boss to transfer to permanent work-from-home before lunch. He agrees, even saying you can begin work-from-home immediately, sending you to IT to get a company laptop with remote access assigned to you, and to get the proper remote access credentials. You spend the rest of your day cleaning out your desk, and moving files stored locally on your work computer to your new laptop, or uploading them to the network drive.

You take a minute at the end of your day, as IT removes the hard drive from your computer for reformatting, looking at your horrendous little cubicle thinking, "good riddance". You make your way around the office, saying your semi-goodbyes to the employees who turned down work-from-home or who weren't given the offer, and head home until Friday.

{if Hotwife=1}When you get home, you're shocked to see the apartment rearranged. The television is still on its wall mount, but she moved the couch against the wall rather, than in front of the television in the middle of the room. Only the chair faces the television, and the coffee table is between them. Next to the chair, on the floor is a large cushion. Without the couch to act as a divider, the room feels much more spacy and your apartment has a space that might be used for mingling, or even dancing.

"I'm...home, mistress?" you call out.

"I'm in the bedroom, like what I've done with the place? Take a look in the office!" Alice calls out. You look down the hall, and see the bedroom door mostly closed, blocking your view. You walk down the hall, noticing Alice has added a stout chain lock to the outside of the office door, and look inside. Alice has moved her exercise and crafts stuff out, and your dresser in. You also see a brand new, twin-size, canopy bed with rail head and foot, in the corner, as well as your alarm clock on the desk.

You look inside the bathroom, and seeing nothing different other than the shower curtain, breathe a small sigh of relief. Alice steps out of the bedroom, naked and slightly flushed, and kisses you on the cheek. "Well?" she asks.

"It's...very nice, mistress. It's much...airier. And, what's the bed for?"

Alice smiles, touching the tip of your nose with a slippery finger that smells faintly of vagina. "That's for you, you'll need some place to sleep while I'm...entertaining guests".

"I...thank you, mistress". Alice smiles again, putting her hand on the bedroom door handle. "Now get naked and come join me," she says, stepping in the bedroom and shutting the door behind her.

{else}You walk in, still in shock at how the apartment's been rearranged, and call out "I'm home, mistress!"

"I'm in the bedroom, get naked and come join me!" she calls out.

{endif}You strip off your clothes, leaving them {if Hotwife=1}on your new bed{else}on the couch{endif} and open the bedroom door. You're shocked to see {if Hotwife=1}Alice moved the entire bed to face the portrait windows rather than be next to it. The bed can be clearly seen from the living room, as well as anyone who might manage to look through the windows. Alice has taken the curtains down for some reason, and she moved her exercise and hobby equipment in here. But what shocks you most of all, is {endif}a naked young woman bent over the side of the bed, blonde hair over her face and a ball gag in her mouth, with her hands cuffed behind her back.

Alice smiles, sitting on the bed next to the girl with one leg dangling over the side, tracing her fingers up and down the girl's back with a vibrator in her other hand. "Remember Liz, the pizza delivery girl?"

"I...yes, mistress?" you say, confused.

"She was my company. She came over, we talked, and she was a very good girl today. Weren't you, Liz?" Liz makes muffled noises through her gag, nodding her head. "She was so good in fact, I decided to make her your reward for being a good boy all weekend, too. Isn't that right, Liz?" Again, the bound girl makes muffled noises, nodding her head.

Alice traces her fingers down Liz's butt, giving it a good smack which makes the girl's small butt jiggle slightly. Alice reaches between the girl's legs, spreading her bare and small pussy lips for you, showing you her pussy lips are tattooed with what appears to be ivy, pierced with a vertical clit hood that ends in a teardrop dangle, deeply flushed, swollen, and quite wet. Alice says to you, "so, in a minute I'm taking off your cage...and you have a choice. You can fuck it while I watch, or you can save yourself all for me and eat it instead. Understand?"

"...yes, mistress..." you say, your cock already straining against the cage and feeling the pressure of your pent-up orgasm in your lower belly, begging for release.

"Good," Alice says, picking up her keys and a condom from her nightstand. She walks over to you, taking your oozing, bobbing cage in her hand, and turning the key in it. She gently pulls the cage part off you, leaving your cock ring in place, and your cock immediately stiffens to full erection. Alice gives you an encouraging swat on the behind and hands you the condom, leaning over and saying, "go get it, baby".