Punished for Cheating

How my life had changed in the two months since I had taken in Caroline as my lodger. The arrangement seemed ideal at first – I was a newly divorced male and she was a single girl. Of course, I should have foreseen that the 30 year age gap might present a problem but that is the wonder of hindsight.

My few clumsy passes appeared to annoy her but not to the extent that I had expected. When, through being nosey, she stumbled across my collection of panties, together with photos of me wearing the panties, she chose to exact revenge by blackmailing me. Of course, I should have resisted these initial attempts, but, instead, I complied with her demands and soon I was sliding down a slippery slope, as she accumulated further damming evidence and increased her demands.

And so it was that, at 7.15 am on a Wednesday morning, having freshly showered, I found myself selecting the white panties and bra that I had been instructed to wear for work that day. Up to now, she had only made me wear bras at weekends – and only indoors. In fact, this would be the first time I had worn a bra to work – ever! I was dreading it, but her hold over me was now too strong for me to refuse.

But I had no time to waste. Miss Caroline (no longer just plain "Caroline" to me) required that her light breakfast was served in bed at exactly 7.30 am each morning, with me wearing the underwear selected by her for that day.

So I slipped on the panties and then put my arms through the straps of the bra and reached behind to do it up. Miss Caroline insisted that I put on bras in this way, rather than doing them up at the front around my waist and then hoisting them up. I had been made to practice in front of her until I could do it within a few seconds.

Dressed in my lingerie, at precisely 7.30 am I knocked on her bedroom door. Only four weeks ago, this had been my bedroom – the master bedroom with en suite bathroom – but now it was Miss Caroline's.

"Please enter," replied Miss Caroline, as polite as ever. She was lying in bed, with the covers pulled up so that nothing intimate was revealed. While disappointed, I was also rather relieved because any sign of sexual arousal on my part would have been dealt with by severe punishment.