Wait

Knowing that going with your lovely wife would not only mean not having a chance to find the key but would likely lead to public humiliation and torment for you, you decide against going shopping. “If it’s all the same to you love I’ll wait for the maid.”

“Suit yourself!” She gives your forehead a kiss as she walks out, leaving you bound, face covered in cum, horny as hell but with your cock still locked away. Thankfully you only have to wait a few minutes before the maid enters. She is your head servant, designated **** 1, and is in charge of all the other staff of the grounds. **** 1 is in her early thirties, with fashionable long black hair topped by red tips, and half her head shaved. She is a dominating figure, a head taller than you with a figure reminiscent of a Valkyrie. She is a switch like most of your servants, though is one of the heaviest masochist you have ever met, easily able to cum just from a mixture of pain and bondage. But when she doms, she loves focusing on mind games, emphasizing humiliation or physical domination. Currently **** 1 is wearing her full body latex maid outfit which hides her tanned skin under the black and white layers of latex. Only her deep burgundy lips and warm brown eyes are visible from her hood other than the tight black ponytail coming from the back.

“Well Sir, it seems Locktober is in full swing.” She says looking at your state, smiling a devilish smile.

“Yes, well, as you can see I’ve already had my fun, please release me.” You try to say firmly, knowing that while you do have the authority normally, this month and in this situation things are not in your favor.