The Submissive Husband 3

- Are you okay? There were screams coming from your house last night? - Sung asks Yamil in the sauna the afternoon after Max's visit.

Sung is a young man of 27 years, very short in stature, his features are so fine that he looks like a porcelain doll, he sits very upright, with his slender but well-toned body. He has long hair down to the middle of his back, it's very black and thin.

The two men are naked in the sauna except for their respective plastic chastity cages that cover their genitals, with a cold wet towel to prevent the sauna heat from melting their cocks.

Yamil smiles - Anibal's shirt was wrinkled in the morning and he punished me, nothing extraordinary - Yamil responds.

- With your boss at home? - Sung responds with a smile. Yamil gets nervous. Sung puts his thin hand on Yamil's leg - calm down, friend, your secret is safe with me - he says, showing his perfect white teeth and looking at Yamil with his black, slanted eyes - it wouldn't be good for the others to find out, they would start talking about you.

Yamil knows how double morality works in the colony and what he least wants is to be the subject of gossip among his friends.

- If you're good to me, I can be good to you - Sung tells him, three men enter the sauna and interrupt their conversation, Sung changes the subject to disguise it and Yamil waits nervously for what his neighbor is going to ask him, he supposes it's money, he knows from gossip that Sung's husband is not very skilled at managing finances.

The two leave the sauna and head to the showers, when they're both well-dressed, they walk together to their houses.

- Do you know, Yamil? - Sung says after walking in silence for a while - I've always wanted to have a servant, but my husband can't afford to give me that luxury. Yamil remains silent, listening to Sung, who enjoys every word he says to his neighbor.

- I could commit to keeping the secret if you serve me at home - Yamil keeps silent for a few minutes and then asks - And will your husband keep quiet too?

- Ugh, my husband was drunk last night, he fell asleep early, that's why I could sneak out to spy on the garden - Sung tells him - they should have closed the blinds at least.

Yamil remembers that Max didn't have the precaution to close the blinds, it wasn't the screams that caught Sung's attention, but the open window that allowed him to see everything that happened that night.

- When do I start? - Yamil asks, resigned, to his Asian neighbor, who celebrates with a mocking smile.

- Now, it's only three in the afternoon, my husband arrives at five, and although he's a hopeless drunk, he deserves to be waited for with a clean house and well-served food, don't you think?

Yamil still has food from the previous afternoon, so he's not in a hurry to start cooking, he enters Sung's house through the back door to avoid raising suspicions.