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After you married your wife, the first few days were spent moving all you and your wife's - mostly your wife's - possessions into your new home while she went off to work. When she came home, she would inspect the progress you made and point out anything she wanted you to fix. Afterwards, you would spend the night pampering her after a long day of work until she was satisfied and you both went to your separate bedrooms to sleep. When you finally finished unpacking everything and arranging them to your wife's satisfaction, you were relieved that you were finished. Your wife informed you that starting tomorrow, you would start your duties as a husband and that she'd hired someone to assist you. With that, you were dismissed for the night.

The next morning, you woke up to find a young girl in your room, sitting in a chair facing a mirror that wasn't there before. She looked like she was half your age, maybe just out of college. You just sat there in confused silence watching her do her hair. When she finally finished, she turned to you expectantly. "A girl is in the room and you aren't kneeling before her?" Immediately you scramble to kneel before her. "Much better. As this is your first offense, I will overlook it this time. Now, you can just stay kneeling while I explain your duties from now on. You were still confused, but you did as instructed and remained on your knees.

"The Missus has hired me as a live-in maid. My duty is to make sure the house is in perfect condition at all times. Now, by no means does that mean I will clean the house or do any of the chores. Heavens no. That's the job of the husband. My job is to supervise you as you go about your husbandly duties. As you clean, cook, and do the laundry, I will inspect your work to make sure it is satisfactory. You will not be finished until I say you are.

"Aside from chores, I am also to maintain discipline around the house. If you misbehave or do not perform satisfactorily, I have been given permission to punish you as I see fit. Your misdeed will then be reported to the Missus, who will likely punish you once more when she comes home. Basically, I am in charge of you while the Missus is away, and I report to her and only her. Though you are her husband and I just a maid, you are a man and I am a lady. This means that I outrank you, and if you try to order me like you're a master of this house, I will be sure to drill this fact so deep into your thick skull until you won't dare to forget again.

"While we're at it, I suppose I'll explain what happens once the Missus conceives a child. Naturally, you as a father will play a role in raising the child. You will prepare the meals, change their diapers, and put them to bed. If they cry, it will be your job to calm them down.

"I will be in charge of playing with them and educating them. If it is a son, I will instruct him in domestic chores so that he may assist you and one day be useful to whichever lady chooses him as their partner. If it is a daughter, I will instruct her in how to properly treat and discipline men to keep them in line. Although she will not be allowed to issue orders or discipline you without my or the Missus' supervision, she as a young lady will nevertheless rank above you and I will be watching to make sure you treat her as such.

"Well, that's all in the future. For now, it is nearly 8am and you've yet to prepare breakfast for the Missus and me. You'd best hurry along now, chop chop."

And so began your life as a househusband. The young lady was very meticulous about your work, and even the slightest mistake would be an infraction. If there was a single speck of dust on the counter, or a spot of stain on the dresses, or simply if she felt like it, you would be spanked and forced to redo the work until she was satisfied. If you wanted a break to so much as use the restroom you first had to ask permission from her. Any time you wanted to say anything to her, you had to kneel before her, lower your gaze, and address her as Ma'am.

At the end of the day, the maid would report your day to your wife, who would then spank you for every infraction you'd received that day. The maid would be in the same room watching and laughing at you, and was sometimes allowed to join in on your punishment. Then she would retire to your former room, now hers, and prepare for bed while you stayed to pamper your wife. Once you were dismissed, you would knock on the maid's room door and kneel until she opened the door. You would then spend some time pampering her as well until you were finally allowed to bathe and brush your teeth before sleeping in a dogbed in the corner of the room, where the next morning she'd kick you awake if you weren't up before her. This was your life now, dictated by the maid.

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After you married your wife, the first few days were spent moving all you and your wife's - mostly your wife's - possessions into your new home while she went off to work. When she came home, she would inspect the progress you made and point out anything she wanted you to fix. Afterwards, you would spend the night pampering her after a long day of work until she was satisfied and you both went to your separate bedrooms to sleep. When you finally finished unpacking everything and arranging them to your wife's satisfaction, you were relieved that you were finished. Your wife informed you that starting tomorrow, you would start your duties as a husband and that she'd hired someone to assist you. With that, you were dismissed for the night.

The next morning, you woke up to find a young girl in your room, sitting in a chair facing a mirror that wasn't there before. She looked like she was half your age, maybe just out of college. You just sat there in confused silence watching her do her hair. When she finally finished, she turned to you expectantly. "A girl is in the room and you aren't kneeling before her?" Immediately you scramble to kneel before her. "Much better. As this is your first offense, I will overlook it this time. Now, you can just stay kneeling while I explain your duties from now on. You were still confused, but you did as instructed and remained on your knees.

"The Missus has hired me as a live-in maid. My duty is to make sure the house is in perfect condition at all times. Now, by no means does that mean I will clean the house or do any of the chores. Heavens no. That's the job of the husband. My job is to supervise you as you go about your husbandly duties. As you clean, cook, and do the laundry, I will inspect your work to make sure it is satisfactory. You will not be finished until I say you are.

"Aside from chores, I am also to maintain discipline around the house. If you misbehave or do not perform satisfactorily, I have been given permission to punish you as I see fit. Your misdeed will then be reported to the Missus, who will likely punish you once more when she comes home. Basically, I am in charge of you while the Missus is away, and I report to her and only her. Though you are her husband and I just a maid, you are a man and I am a lady. This means that I outrank you, and if you try to order me like you're a master of this house, I will be sure to drill this fact so deep into your thick skull until you won't dare to forget again.

"While we're at it, I suppose I'll explain what happens once the Missus conceives a child. Naturally, you as a father will play a role in raising the child. You will prepare the meals, change their diapers, and put them to bed. If they cry, it will be your job to calm them down.

"I will be in charge of playing with them and educating them. If it is a son, I will instruct him in domestic chores so that he may assist you and one day be useful to whichever lady chooses him as their partner. If it is a daughter, I will instruct her in how to properly treat and discipline men to keep them in line. Although she will not be allowed to issue orders or discipline you without my or the Missus' supervision, she as a young lady will nevertheless rank above you and I will be watching to make sure you treat her as such.

"Well, that's all in the future. For now, it is nearly 8am and you've yet to prepare breakfast for the Missus and me. You'd best hurry along now, chop chop."

And so began your life as a househusband. The young lady was very meticulous about your work, and even the slightest mistake would be an infraction. If there was a single speck of dust on the counter, or a spot of stain on the dresses, or simply if she felt like it, you would be spanked and forced to redo the work until she was satisfied. If you wanted a break to so much as use the restroom you first had to ask permission from her. Any time you wanted to say anything to her, you had to kneel before her, lower your gaze, and address her as Ma'am.

At the end of the day, the maid would report your day to your wife, who would then spank you for every infraction you'd received that day. The maid would be in the same room watching and laughing at you, and was sometimes allowed to join in on your punishment. Then she would retire to your former room, now hers, and prepare for bed while you stayed to pamper your wife. Once you were dismissed, you would knock on the maid's room door and kneel until she opened the door. You would then spend some time pampering her as well until you were finally allowed to bathe and brush your teeth before sleeping in a dogbed in the corner of the room, where the next morning she'd kick you awake if you weren't up before her. This was your life now, dictated by the maid.