#houseboy

[bluecollarmcandtf]

Making Him my Houseboy

This is Rod, my boyfriend. I was head over heels for the bodybuilder when we started going out...but that all changed when he moved in. Now, it's painfully obvious that he's just using me for a free room and beer.

Rod refuses to get a job. He insists that he needs the time to work out, but I've only ever seen him lounge around the house while I pay the bills. He barely even bothers to thank me for all the cooking or cleaning I do for him. It's like I'm his goddamn maid or something!

The first thing he says to me when I walk through the door is "Grab me a beer?" before holding out his palm expectantly.

He's a selfish partner, but Rod has no clue who he's dating. If he knew he was in a relationship with a warlock, I'm sure he'd treat me with more respect. I've got a lot of power, and I can easily fix his faults. I'm determined to turn him into real husband material.

Rod is going to have to change, a lot.

After reviewing some ancient manuscripts, I notice a spell that will supposedly make him into the "ideal household partner." The text seems a little vague, but it's worth a shot.

During my lunch break, I lock my office door and begin the ritual as the book describes. It doesn't take long to complete, but I have to wait until the workday is over before I can go home and see if Rod changed.

Stepping through the door after a long day at work, I immediately check the couch, but Rod isn't there. Looking into the home gym, I notice it's empty too. Those are the only two places I've ever found him.

"Babe, I'm home!" I call warily into the house, "Where are you at?"

"In the kitchen, babe!" his deep voice announces.

The joy in his voice throws me off. Nothing about the way he speaks sounds like my boyfriend. Rod hates using pet names, and he never set foot in that kitchen.

I nervously step towards the voice, and what I see in there almost gives me a heart attack!

Rod, my hyper-muscular and annoyingly masculine boyfriend has my frilly cooking apron on his built frame. I've never seen him smile with his teeth and yet his face beams with joy when I come in.

"Welcome home, honey. How was your day?"

This is already the most conversation we've had in a week. He's not the talkative type at all. He's not really the type to do anything other than pump iron, drink beer, and occasionally mess around in bed.

"It was good," I manage to say, "What have you been up to?"

"Well," my boyfriend chuckles, "This pie is for you, honey. I know how much you like it, and it's fresh from the oven. I just finished cleaning up the kitchen. It was a huge mess."

"Oh, so, you clean now too?" I gasp.

"What are you saying?" he playfully chides me, "Of course I do, babe. You deserve to come home to a clean house after a long day. Now, give me a kiss."

"Ok," I breath before stumbling his way.

Rod pulls off his rubber gloves and catches me before I fall into him, pulling me into a sweet peck on the lips. I sink into his arms, feeling his hard pecs beneath the apron.

The old Rod never kissed me unless he wanted something, but This Rod is clearly different. That spell was very effective.

"You must be tired, babe," he purrs into my ear, "Get comfortable. There's snacks in the living room, and I'll make you a drink."

I stumble to the couch and sink into the spot where I normally find Rod. This transformation has been hot, but I still have whiplash from all the sudden changes in him.

"Tell me about your day, honey!" he insists as he pours out my favorite wine.

"It was the usual 9 to 5: nothing special," I explain, "But it was payday, so that was nice."

I have no idea how to talk about myself, let alone my work. It's not like Rod ever used to ask me about either of those two things.

"I'm sure it was exhausting," Rod smiles as he delivers my drink, "You know, I'm so lucky to have you. You're going to be a big-shot one day, and I'll be right behind you like always."

The comforting words are so unlike him, but it's s turning me on to see him leaning into a new role as my submissive housewife. I'm really starting to like this house-broken Rod.

"Enough about me," I say, "Tell me about your day, sugar tits."

Rod's normally stoic face actually blushes at my comment. He'd never been this bashful.

"Let me grab the laundry while I do," he sings back in baritone, "I need to finish ironing your clothes for work tomorrow."

Rod swiftly lumbers off to the washer and dryer in the back of the house. I doubt he even knew where those things were this morning, let alone how to use them, but he returns with a basket of my shirts and underwear, setting up the ironing board like he'd done it a thousand times.

"It's a little embarrassing but I was pretty lazy this morning. I mostly laid on the couch and drank some beers, but around lunch time I had this insane boost in energy," he explains as he presses my shirt.

"Really?" I feign cluelessness.

"Yeah, it was the craziest thing," he adds with a bright smile, "I just had so much motivation all of the sudden, so I tossed the beer out, got dressed and did some grocery shopping."

"You went grocery shopping?" I snicker.

"Yeah, I had no idea where anything was, but I got the stuff on the list plus some extra for the pie."

"I didn't know you could make a pie."

"Me neither!" he threw his hands up in surprise.

"That's a productive afternoon, babe," I praise.

"It was, babe," he smiles back lovingly, "I'll get started on dinner in an hour or two, if that's ok. I'd like to hit the gym still tonight. I've got to push myself to keep this body looking good for you."

Rod flexes an already massive arm. He had never been one to show off, but I liked the idea of him wanting to look his best for me, like a good trophy husband should.

"That's alright, babe," I reply, sinking further into the couch, "But I am getting hungry over here."

"I'll speed up," he promises, quietly focusing on folding the rest of my dress shirts, "All the housework is just about done so after dinner, I'll be all yours."

"That's how I like it," I chuckle.

Rod is the perfect house-husband now, and we are finally equally devoted to each other. I can't wait to get him out of that apron after we eat. He's never let me top before, but I have a feeling I'll be doing a lot more of that from now on.

[musclesandpunishment]

Muscular houseboy at work.

[cat-boulder]

If you are thinking of keeping hubby at home full-time; here is some inspiration. Job Description for a Houseboy within a Female-Led Relationship.

https://femaleled.info/houseboy-job-description/

[garfield-lasagna-maker]

I forgo I took these...

[wretchedchoirs]

I’ve been cleaning my kitchen.. and thinking about how the past two nights I’ve slept with my legs open.. just hoping maybe.. I’d wake up so full and stretched..

[mortsmut]

Hi my name is Mort and I draw Smut sometimes. If you can't find me here, try inkbunny at ShortMort

[l00v3-l1ee]

[ryuby]

Welcome home Master! ^~^

You must be very tired by your day. You must be terribly hungry above all. How about a sweet pastry I’ve prepared for you only to begin with? We could take a bath, so I shall wash the dull routine that lies on your shoulders and hear all your troubles and give you love and support and all positive stuff I have to express you how much I adore your entire person. A-and, i-if you want, I-I could fulfill my whole duty as your cute, devoted, loyal, obedient femboy through some more… inner and nocturnal activities? Wadda ya think Master? Sounds great isn’t it? I mean, it looks so anyway cause your adorable cheeks suddenly blushing. Teehee. B-but first you must eat. I can’t be happy knowing you’re lacking of something. There, have a seat. I will seat myself on your legs and feed your appetite. Here, I hope it’s as comfy for you than it is for me actually hihi. Right say aaaaah, open wide, my dear beloved Master, the soirée’s just starts. You desserve all the best I can provide to you. And I consider myself as this “best” that you have the right to get access to, that you daily gain and own by what you accomplish and what you are. As your feminine boy I can offer you my delicate body as well as I can understand your thoughts of struggling male. I will give all that I possess, and far beyond, to please you and be worthy of your presence and sharing life. I will always love you, Master, you are my heart.

*Your wholeheartedly caretaking Ryuby*

[kpop-bbg]

[pewpewboytoy]

I'd love to be a house boy again 😜 the whole booty shorts, a crop top,and some slippers look was 🤌*chef's kiss* wonderful. And I wasn't half bad at the housework either lol I kept a pretty tight ship if I do say so myself (and I do)

[musclesandpunishment]

Hot slaveboy working in a villa garden.

[lachoco]

Anime: Butlers: Coloring Book for Adults

Do you like anime? Is coloring your hobby? If yes, this coloring book will be perfect for you. It contains 40 illustrations of handsome butlers. Grayscale images will bring uniqueness to your creations. Single-sided pages help prevent bleed-through. Pick your coloring tools and spend a lovely time with these gorgeous servants.

[beta-slave24]

My dominant just told me over breakfast "that she feels like she is eating like a King and last night pampered like a Queen" ..".good boy" #houseboy #servant #Queen #goodboy #slave #D/s

[wretchedchoirs]

Sometimes I just like to put on audio smut and clean.. it’s like it just occupies my brain and I just clean on auto pilot..

[mortsmut]

Introducing Scarlet! He's a spunky little slut who loves to show off for his Master. I've got quite a few drawings of him done, I'll be posting them as I color them! The uncensored version is available on my Inkbunny! (must have an account)