Bills' Lesbian Subjectation (first section)

Bills's Lesbian subjectation

This story is told from three sides. From the side of Sarah who
responded to the personal ad, Beth who posted the ad and Bill - Beth's
husband...and soon to be ex-husband and now the slave to Beth and
Sarah. All agreed to write their side of the story in the days leading
up to the divorce of Beth and Bill and the marriage of Beth and Sarah.

Sarah: When you're a lesbian on a dating site you get a lot of replies
from couples looking to spice up their sex life. I'm open minded and
liberal about things so I have nothing against that BUT it feels like
they're disregarding what being a lesbian is about. It's not men
'sometimes' nor is it men but only when another woman is involved.

It's who I am both inside the bedroom and out. It's like they're
disregarding me as a person. That's why I specifically said 'no
couples!' in my profile ad right on top. In retrospect I guess I never
thought any woman who replied be married...If I did I would have
included they must be single since I was looking to fall in love, get
married and live the classical life of the suburbs. Ironically enough
if I had added that I would have missed out on everything I
want...missed out on falling madly with Beth and building our new life
together.

pt2:

Beth: I loved my husband dearly. I really did...but at some point I
just fell out of love with him. We married right out of university and
built a life together for 5 years in the house of his grandparents he
inherited - a beautful home in a nice neighbourhood filled with lovely
elm trees that woud sway . But after a few years things just didn't
feel the same. Bill has been a very dotting husband and always wanted
to do everything he could for me to have everything I wanted including
working overtime. I usually spent those evenings going out for dinner
or drinks with girlfriends but some nights I'd stay in with a nice
glass of wine and some imported cheese. On one of those nights I
started browsing some lesbian websites. Not the stuff made for guys to
enjoy but sites about real lesbian women living real lives. I've
always had an interest in women but never explored it. This
resurfacing of my interest had nothing to do with my love of Bill
coming to an end...that ended awhile ago. I suppose the only reason I
stayed was because I didn't really know what I wanted to do with my
life and I did enjoy that Bill seemed to worship me like a goddess.

pt3
Beth: Over the course of a few weeks I explored more and more
including reading and re-reading the HRC.org's pdf file on coming out
of the closet. Bill and I hadn't had sex in months except for him
providing oral upon me. The first time we just did that I was prepared
to 'return the favour' but then he asked me if I'd like him to make me
a cup of lemon tea (my favourite) and a footrub...who was I to argue?
A routine was born. However after awhile Bill started kissed my foot
and praised me as being wonderful, a goddess, that he worshipped me.

When someone starts saying things like that to you out of the blue you
don't know how to relax. However upon thinking about it the next
evening when he was working a double shift I realized I liked it but
that any chance of romance between him and me were over. I never
thought I was better than others but I soon came to feel that I was
better than Bill.

I decided to tell him the next day how I felt and he was very
supportive. Even now he still told me all he wanted in life was for me
to have everything I wanted...even if that wasn't him.


pt4
Beth: Over the next few days Bill booked more overtime so I barely saw
him. He still massaged and worshipped my feet but aside from that we
barely had any interaction. Honestly he sort of became a domestic. He
always did most of the housework but now when he wasn't working out of
the house he was working inside...literally scruubbing floors on his
hands and knees, doing load after load of laundry, polishing my
shoes...it never ended. When he bought a little bell for me to ring
when I wanted something I had to ask what was up? He spilled
everything about wanting to be a slave, a maid to me, a
workhorse...how he never had the nerve to say anything so he covered
up his slavish self in the role of a very doting husband.

I got where he was coming from with not being comfortable being his
true self...I was doing the same in a different way those years during
our marriage. So he took on the role of slave and we even got him a
maids outfit. A real one maid out of polyester from a uniform supply
website.

I started to explore my new found lifestyle. The gay bar scene wasn't
for me...it was fun but I wanted to fall in love so after a few months
and dozens of dates I took to online dating to look for someone into a
more laid back and less partying of a lifestyle.

They did help Bill become more feminine as my maid. They never knew we
were married (it never got that far) but were more than happy to help
him out with make up and even broached the idea of hormone therapy to
him.


pt5
Beth:
We decided to live together until I decided how I wanted to proceed
and that night I slept alone in the bed while Bill slept on the couch.
The following day we agreed he'd be staying long enough get somewhere
for him to sleep at night other than the couch. I assumed he'd be
using the spare bedroom I use as a yoga room but to my surprise when I
was out at a lovely resturant downtown he cleaned out the walk in
pantry off the kitchen and got a small cot from the army surplus
store. Again who was I to argue? Even more so when the next night he
asked me if I'd like to redecorate the house as symbolic
representation of my new life.

When he said 'new life' I realized that's what this was. A second
chance to live the life I wanted to live and I wanted to be out of the
closet. I'm still a young woman and Bill and I hadn't started a
family...perhaps it was fear keeping me from embracing my attraction
to women...perhaps gay marriage being legalized...I know I've felt
envious of lesbian couples out holding hands, seeing them in love with
each other but this was the second chance to have it for myself.

I told Bill and, again, he was supportive. Very supportive. He did ask
if I was sure and I said yes then he shocked me by saying how happy he
was for me. "I asked him if he'd be able to handle it if I divorced
him?" He replied yes and asked if he could still worship me and work
to make my life better. I was shocked so all I could say was I didn't
know.