Routine
Soon our routine became almost normal. Normal for a 1st Century Roman Master and his slaveboy. I became quite the landscaper as my Master expanded his business to include more than cutting grass. My household duties were never overlooked but sometimes they weren't quite as quick as possible. Believe it or not, my Master didn't complain. Sex was anything but normal but that goes without saying. I was fucked in the woods, in the yard, and in everyroom in his house. However it was during sex that disaster struck. I hadn't cum in at least 2 months when out of nowhere I spurted on the bed. He was fucking my ass and the friction of my cock on the bed and his cock in me caused the accidental emission. He discovered this and told me it would be after Xmas before he even thought about letting me cum again. It was August. He forced me to lick what I could of the bed sheet and gave me a moderate beating with the belt. I was actually surprised that it wasn't as severe as I thought it would be. I should have known.
Three days later he called me into the kitchen. Master had never been one to use toys or devices other than an old fashioned belt or cattle prod, however, today would be different. He took out a device from a small box that I recognized from ads as a cock cage. It fit snugly and was locked immediately. My Master never fails to amaze me in his creativity. Later during the day we drove to the small bank downtown and I watched as he placed the key in a safety deposit box. "I don't want to feel sorry for you on a whim and unlock it and later regret it".
Christmas
As summer dwindled and the fall came so fast things rapidly progressed toward Christmas. I didnt' realize how much people needed yard work during the fall. I was busy with leaves, mulch, and trimming at least 3 days a week but it became a routine I was accustomed to. We visited his family during Thanksgiving which was a new experience for me. While he is completely open about being gay, the Master/Slave dynamic was never discussed. I was simply his partner who just so happened to do everything he told me.. (50's housewife).
My Master has 3 adult kids and 4 grandchildren. I have two adult kids and 2 grandchildren. Master bought gift cards for my son, daughter, daughter-in-law, and grandkids. $100 each. I was so happy. He wrote the same thing in every card, "your father and I wish you a Merry Christmas" and signed his name. I wanted to write something but that was not offered as an option and I knew better than to ask. He had me seal the envelopes. We bought toys for his grandchildren which I wrapped plus and gave each $500 in cash. We gave each of his adult children $1000. I wrote as instructed: " thank you for including me in your family. Next to your father you are the most important people in the world to me" he wrote something and we sealed those envelopes as well. I was not allowed on the trip to deliver these gifts as my Master wanted the Christmas decorations taken down. " I will let you have your phone tonight or tomorrow to call your family when I get back, provided the house is in order". After I worked for hours on the house I waited patiently for my Master to return. Around 9 pm he came home and seemed genuinely pleased with the house. I was wearing the jockstrap he had told me to wear while working. He reached down and pulled the puch down revealing the cock cage, "we will take a trip to the bank on Thursday". I hope that means he is planning to unlock it at least for a little while.