Door bell rings

<Ding Dong>

"Oh crap, someone's here!" you say. "Who rings the door bell at nine o'clock at night?"

Monica starts towards the door.

"No, don't answer it!" you exclaim. Monica ignores you and opens the door. In walks a man roughly twice your size. He bends his head into to walk into the door frame. He turns and looks at you.

"Is this the sissy bitch?" he says.

"Yep, this is our sissy maid, Jane," Monica says, smiling. You turn to her with a look of bewilderment. "Oh, Jane, this is my lover, Frank. You didn't think we weren't having sex because I got tired of it, did you?"

You're stunned. What is she talking about?

Monica continues, "Unlike you, Frank has a big cock. He can actually please me."

You speak up, "Why are you doing this?"

"Because I want you to please me, too," she says, "You are a great boyfriend, because you take care of all of my bills. But I need something more. That's why you are going to be my sissy maid, Jane. Every day during the week you'll go to work. And every night and weekend you'll wear your uniform. And you know what else? On Monday, we're going to go down to the bank so you can put my name on your bank account. And then, off to the courthouse to get a marriage license. So, you can be legally obligated to support me! And if you ever try to leave, I'll take your ass for alimony."

"Monica, I'm not going to do this." you snap.

She leaves for the bedroom and returns with a pair of high heels and locks. "Yes, you will," she says. "Or I'll be sending out those photos to your family and friends and co-workers. You can either be known as the flaming sissy, or you can leave that in private here." She hands you the heels, "now, put these on!"

Left with ****, you slide the high heels on your feet. They fit, amazingly. You tighten the strap around your ankle which has its own hole. Monica puts on the pad locks on the holes of each strap. As she flashes you the keys, she says, "This will stay with me from now on. But don't worry, I'll let you out of those every morning so you can go to work."

"C'mon Frank," Monica says to her lover. They start walking to the bedroom. Monica turns around and looks at you