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Becoming the maid..


It was hard to believe that a whole year had passed since I arrived at
this place. The place was called "The Mansion" and it was run by
Mistress Deena. It was a very large facility almost hotel like size and
Mistress Deena's main focus was on training and transforming males into
beautiful feminized submissive permanent full time maids. The first day
I arrived at about 10am and after a long cab ride I was dropped off at
the front automatic gate. I gave the driver his fare and then gave him
all the rest of the cash I had which was about 75 dollars. He
appreciated the tip and then drove off. I pushed an intercom button and
the gate opened. I walked up the long driveway to the front door of
this place which was remotely located on 25 acres about 2hours from the
outskirts of Atlanta. It had been my dream all my life to live a
lifestyle like this and it had taken me awhile to locate a mistress
like this.

At the front door as I reached for the doorbell switch unexpectedly the
door opened and their stood a beautiful, very tall and meticulously
dressed and groomed maid. She had on a satin purple maid's uniform with
many white frilly petticoats showing and short enough to just show the
top of purple wide square fishnet stockings overtop of sheer and shiny
hose. Around her neck was a purple lace choker that had several keys on
a small silver chain that were dangling just above some very ample
cleavage that suggested two very large breasts were nearby. She had a
beautiful face that was very well made up and almost unnatural aqua
colored eyes (that I later found out were colored contacts) that were
framed by thick and long false eyelashes. Her hair was very platinum
blonde and teased up into a bouffant style that made her appear much
taller. Along with her 7" opened toe heels she was probably a foot
taller in appearance.

She said her name was Francine and that they were expecting me. She led
me into a large room that served as the marble floored foyer. Then she
brought me to a curtained glass door that was Mistress Deena's office.
When I entered Mistress Deena was standing behind her desk looking me
straight in the eye and she was a very beautiful woman. Everything
about her looked elegant and 1st class. She had on a perfect fit white
silk blouse and tight black satin knee length skirt that suggested that
she had one of those hourglass figures to die for. She had blonde hair
and big clear beautiful blue eyes and wore very classy jewelry. One of
the pieces was a bejeweled necklace which had several keys hanging just
above some sexy cleavage, very similar to Francine's, but these breasts
looked very real and voluptuous, unlike Francine who I had guessed was
originally a male like me.

In her presence I immediately felt like a slob because even though I
was taking female hormones I still mostly dressed as a male, though I
may have appeared somewhat feminine because I had grown my hair to my
shoulders and recently died it to a dirty blonde color. I kept my hair
pulled back into a ponytail and through the back of my ball cap. I was
wearing jeans, sneakers and a button up shirt when I arrived and that
was all I had, the clothes on my back.

The Mistress told me to have a seat on the stool that was in front of
her desk. She got right down to business and slid a document across the
desk and said that if I wanted to be in her program all I had to do was
sign this document. Well, I said that is why I'm here. Mistress Deena
said to sign next to the name "Maid Trish" and date it.

So I did. She said that I was now her personal property, and would be
trained for at least one year and then be sold on an "online auction"
to the highest bidder and would immediately be transferred as their
personal property. She said that her establishment "The Mansion" was
one of f******n members in a private organization known as the
"Network." In the "Network" there were only two members who regularly
trained and sold the maids. She knew the twelve members who regularly
bought and used the maids, so wherever I ended up I would be in good
hands. She said from now on you are Maid Trish and your name will be
tattooed on the bottom of your left foot and your Network serial number
that is under your name on the document will be tattooed on the bottom
of your right foot. You will refer to me simply as "Mistress," and you
are not allowed to speak unless you are spoken to by someone who is
above you. Maid Francine is the only maid above you, the other eleven
maids that are in training here are senior to you but equal. When I ask
you or tell you to do something you simply respond "yes Mistress" or
"no Mistress." Is that clear?

"yup!" I mean "yes Mistress!"! Then she said that if I did not obey her
every command I would be severely dealt with and that she was very
imaginative. She then looked at Francine and told her to go get Monica
and bring her portable make-up kit. Monica was the full time live in
beautician that specialized in make-up, hair, wigs, nails, and helped
Francine maintain the incredible wardrobe of maids uniforms of all
types and colors and styles, costumes, shoes, lingerie, corsets, and
wide array of bondage and specialty wear that was used there. The
Mistress then walked around behind me and pulled off my ball cap and
tossed it in the waste can. She said I wouldn't ever need that again.
Then she undid the rubber band holding my ponytail together and played
with my hair for awhile.

Just then Monica and Francine walked in. Monica was another beautiful
woman that was perfectly dressed and groomed. She was carrying a small
suitcase like bag that was her portable make-up kit. The Mistress told
me to stand up and as I did she said, "face me," so I turned and faced
her and remembered to say "yes Mistress." She said, "very good" as she
began unbuttoning my shirt. She felt my breasts which were just
beginning to show signs of being there. Then she told Francine to take
off my pants. So there I was being stripped naked in front of three
people who were total strangers just 30 minutes ago. The Mistress told
Monica to give me a quick make over so we can immediately begin the
feminization process. So she sat me down on a black leather love seat
while I was completely in the nude and began working on me. She brushed
out my hair pinned it back and gave me a very quick makeover. Monica
said I had nice hair and my face has a lot of potential. I guess that
was a compliment but not sure. Just then the Mistress returned and said
to Monica "good work."

She then told Monica "now I want you to give maid Trish some cute bangs
and then braid her hair into two pigtails." Then she told Francine
"when Monica is done, take maid Trish to the wardrobe room and pick out
a blue vinyl lace-up the front dress, the speciality thigh high boots,
and black opera gloves. Dress her in that and bring her back to my
office." "Yes Mistress" responded Francine. Then the Mistress left her
office. When Monica had finished braiding my hair, Francine told me to
stand up and put my hands behind my back. Hanging on a hat rack by the
door was a pair of hand cuffs that she put on me. Then she reached for
a leash that had been hanging next to the cuffs and put it around my
neck and led me out into the foyer.

The marble floor felt cold on my bare feet and as we walked down the
hall her heels made that unmistakable sound of the clicking of very
tall high heels in motion. So I was completely naked in a house of
strangers beginning the process of being feminized. The wardrobe room
was an incredible place. I never would have believed there was so many
maids uniforms in one place. Francine undid the cuffs and leash. All
the handcuffs used there did not have keys but a little recessed button
that was impossible to access by the wearer, but a pen or long
fingernail was all that was needed to trigger the release mechanism.
First she gave me a sheer pair of black seemed stay up stockings to put
on.

Next we figured out what size of these thigh high boots that had a 5"
heel and zipped up the inside seam would fit. Curiously on the right
boot only was a black strap that was just above the knee. She took a
blue vinyl short dress that laced up the front off a hanger and helped
me into it. It was a perfect fit. I then put on the black opera gloves
and had to admit I was feeling very sexy and feminine. We then went
back to the Mistress's office with me hand cuffed and on a leash. When
we got there I noticed laying on her desk next to my Network document
was a ball gag, mono glove and a silicone vagina. I wondered if these
were next.

The Mistress and Monica were sitting on the love seat talking when the
Mistress stood up and looked me over and said, "yes I think we are on
the right track here with Trish's look." She then picked up the ball
gag and told me to open my mouth. As she tightened the strap she told
Francine to release the hand cuffs and begin putting the mono glove on.
She then told Monica to go get Vicky. As I found out later Vicky was
the IT-tech and photographer that was also a full time live in
employee. Vicky also was a complete MTF transgender who had completed
all her major surgeries. As Francine and the Mistress tightly laced me
into the mono glove I was feeling helpless and completely under the
control of the Mistress.

Then the Mistress zipped up a heavy zipper that covered the laces and
she clicked on a small padlock to lock the zipper up. She then had me
sit back on the black leather love seat and as I did the short dress
rode up and exposed my genitals. Then she spread my legs and firmly
took hold of my dick and pushed it into my body and taped it with a
round piece of surgical tape. It was as if it disappeared and was a
little bump under the tape. Next she pulled my scrotum forward and
pushed my balls back and again applied tape.

I was amazed, it was as if I had a vagina without the slit. Francine
handed her the life like silicone vagina that even had some blonde hair
around it and she peeled back an adhesive backing and carefully placed
it in my crotch. The Mistress stood up and told Vicky to take some
photos. Vicky took about a dozen shots of me and then plugged her
camera into the desktop computer on the side of Mistress Deena 's desk.
Vicky turned on a large flat screen mounted on the wall that I had not
noticed before. Instantly there I was on the big screen and could not
believe how real that vagina looked. There were close-ups and shots
from a distance, approximately 12 pics kept repeating about 3 seconds
per pic.

Mistress Deena looked at me and said I want you to see what you would
look like if I decide to remove your dick and balls. She then turned to
Monica and said, "Trish is the best candidate we have had in a long
time to have her dick and balls removed, she is very fuckable right
now. We could prostitute her and she would start satisfying our male
clients." I have to admit that I truly did want to be feminized but the
way she was talking scared the hell out of me. My dick wasn't anything
to brag about but I was very attached to it.

Monica agreed that I had a head start because I had been taking female
hormones. She also agreed that I was the best candidate to immediately
have the operation. As I gazed up at the flatscreen and watched the
photos of me with a vagina I drifted into a daydream considering the
possibility of this operation. Then I was startled as Vicky spoke up
and said, "Well speaking as one who has had the operation I don't think
there is any reason to rush into a decision right now, and besides when
you add the medical expenses and the recovery time, Maid Trish's
training will be way behind schedule and remember that a well trained
shemale maid is bringing top dollar at auction." Finally somebody
presenting the case where I could keep my dick and balls at least for
now. It was surreal as I leaned back, gagged and my arms tightly bound
behind me listening to these people who were strangers two hours ago,
having a serious discussion about my fate.

Then Mistress Deena said that Vicky was right and it was time to
continue Trish's initiation in the dungeon. But first she needs a
chastity belt. The Mistress opened a small flat box on her desk and
withdrew a chastity belt. She handed it to Francine and told her to put
it on me. She told me to stand up and as I did Francine lifted up my
dress and put the metal belt around my waist and locked it from the
back. Attached to the front of the belt were two points where a
triangle piece of heavy girdle fabric hung and she pulled this thru my
groin and connected it very tightly to the back of the belt. Along this
strap was a heavy duty 3" ring that exactly lined up with my anus. This
gave access to my anus without having to remove the chastity belt.

The Mistress told Francine to take me to the dugeon and the rest would
shortly follow. Francine attached the leash and led me to the dungeon.
We passed thru a large room with two slightly inclined bondage racks
that were facing each other, then down a long hallway. The dungeon was
a large separate building in the back of the main mansion, connected by
this hallway. It was dimly lit with black walls and a red floor.
Francine told me to stand in the middle of the room. She went over to
the wall and began cranking on a handle and down from above a large
heavy duty hook connected to a chain descended in front of my face at
eye level. As my focus changed from the hook to a door across the room,
I could see the Mistress emerging thru it. All she was wearing now was
a sexy blue and white corset that showed her perfect hourglass figure.

She paused and then switched various wall switches on and off and
suddenly the dungeon's lighting changed to illumination by black
lights. That's when you could not help but notice she was wearing a
huge neon pink strap-on dildo. It glowed brightly in the blacklight and
as she walked over to me, it bobbed up and down but mainly kept
pointing to me, as if it was guiding the Mistress right to me. At the
bottom of my mono-glove down where my fingers were, there was a metal
ring attached. The Mistress grabbed the ring and pulled my arms and she
reached around and undid a buckle that had the mono-glove firmly in
place. She pulled the ring upwards and hooked it into the hook hanging
from the ceiling. This made me bend forward as I balanced on my 5"
stiletto heeled thigh high " come fuck me " boots.

She told Francine to crank it up and when she did my arms were pulled
up towards the ceiling. This made my dress ride up and exposed my bare
ass that was being framed by a 3" ring that was a part of my chastity
belt. As the Mistress stood in front of me with her large glowing neon
pink dildo right in front of my face, she showed me a small strap that
had a plastic hook on each end. She hooked a hook into each of my
pigtails and threaded the strap back thru a ring on the mono-glove and
pulled it very tightly back and secured it. This had the effect of
pulling my head in a near vertical position and locked it in position
where I could not move it.

She then undid the strap on my right boot and it was long enough to
wrap around both legs just above the knee. While she was hobbling me,
Francine had brought over a short bar that had two ankle cuffs that she
was securing to my legs just above the ankles. I thought this was
overkill because of the way I was already secured. Then she pulled a
pin on the bar it began to expand and push my high heeled feet apart.
This had the effect of making my butt feel like it was sticking out
even further. The Mistress then had Francine stand in front of me and
told her to put her hands behind her back. I was somewhat surprised
when she put handcuffs on Francine.

The Mistress was in total control as the following events unfolded. I
had not noticed at this time that Vicky had entered the dungeon and set
up a video cam on a tripod and was filming this whole scene. Monica was
standing next to her observing. The Mistress then lifted Francine's
petticoats and pulled out two ribbons attached to Francine's chastity
belt. These ribbons had velcro ends and she connected these to just
above Francine's breasts on her uniform. This held up her petticoats
and exposed her groin. The Mistress then unlocked the two connecting
points of her chastity belt and then slightly pulled down her frilly
ruffled white panties.

I could not help but seeing Francine's large dick fall out, because it
was just inches from my gagged mouth. The Mistress stroked it a few
times and it grew to be as large as the 8" glowing neon pink dildo
which was also hovering around my face. Then she produced a jar of a
honey like substance that was also glowing neon pink. She took a small
brush and painted it all over Francine's dick. Now maid Trish you are
going to lick every bit of the glowing honey and we will see how good
you are at giving a blowjob. If you can't give a good blow job then we
will have to cut off your dick and turn you into an ordinary
prostitute.

She then walked around behind me and I felt some kind of lube being
injected into my ass. Next came the inevitable as the dildo slowly
entered me and I could hear the Mistress groan with pleasure. At the
time I was surprised that this would give her pleasure, but I later
found out that the dildo was actually a technical marvel. Inside the
dildo that was going inside of me was another dildo slightly smaller
that was penetrating the wearer. It would move up inside the wearer the
same distance and at the same speed that the wearer thrust it into her
victim. At first she penetrated all the way in and then pulled it
completely out. Then she must have been close to climax when she
started thrusting rhythmically. After she had an obvious orgasm she
reached around my arms and unbuckled the ball gag.

Now it was Francine's turn. Almost by reflex I opened my mouth as
Francine stepped a little closer. As I took her dick into my mouth I
tried to lick off all of the sweet tasting glowing honey that I could.
Then I could feel the Mistress enter me again and begin her slow at
first and then faster rhythmic pumping. Francine then exploded into my
mouth and I kept swallowing all the honey and cum that was in my mouth.
The Mistress then had another orgasm. I kept licking frantically all
the sweet tasting glowing honey on Francine. The Mistress then withdrew
the dildo and walked around behind Francine and released her cuffs. She
told Francine to go get "Maid Pink" and bring her back blindfolded.

As Francine left, the Mistress took the hooks out of my pigtails and
held one in each hand and told me to open up my mouth. She inserted the
glowing dildo about half way and pulled and pushed my pigtails back and
forth and began her rhythmic strokes. She then reached down and pushed
a switch that was located on the plastic pelvic plate that held the
dildo and that was strapped to her legs and waist. Immediately it began
to vibrate and sent the Mistress into waves of orgasmic pleasure at my
expense. Just then Francine returned with maid Pink on a leash, hand
cuffed and blindfolded.

Mistress Deena named her this because on her first day she had Monica
dye her hair from a natural blonde to a bright pink color and then
style it into a page boy bob. Maid Pink would be very soon auctioned
off so this was sort of her reward for completing the year long maid
training program. As she kept the dildo in my mouth she unlocked the
chastity belt on maid Pink. Maid Pink's pink maids uniform also had the
Velcro ribbons to hold up her petticoats and skirt.

As she pulled her pink ruffled panties I could see her dick coming to
life. As it became erect I was relieved that it was much smaller than
the pink dildo. The Mistress told Francine to take her place and hold
my braids. The Mistress placed maid Pink behind me and told her to move
forward and as she did the Mistress guided maid Pink's dick all the way
into me. The Mistress took a small "s" hook and hooked it to the back
of my chastity belt and to the front of maid Pink's belt. This held her
in place tightly behind me. Then she took a wide ratcheting strap and
wrapped it around the middle of my thighs and then also around maid
Pink's thighs. As she tightened the strap maid Pink was now feeling
like a part of me and she could not have pulled out of me if she tried.

The mistress told Francine to place her dick back in my mouth, which
she promptly did. She told her to firmly hold my braids and stay
completely still. The Mistress announced that she wanted maid Trish to
receive cum on both ends at the same time. I had a feeling that I knew
what was coming next. The Mistress inserted her big neon glowing dick
into maid Pink. The Mistress then reached forward around maid Pink and
dug her long nails into my hips and I could feel her rhythmic
penetration of maid Pink.

Francine grew big and hard again and began giving my face a good
fucking. It was maid Pink that was beginning to get excited and as the
Mistress pumped harder and harder I could tell that she was ready to
have her orgasm. Her pounding of maid Pink gave maid Pink enough
movement so that she exploded in my ass. A second or two later the
Mistress climaxed and Francine shot her load into my mouth. Three
orgasms just took place almost at the same time and everybody was
having them at my expense. This was all being put on video by Vicky and
it would be sold on line by the method of paying by the minute to view
it. This was another source of income the Mistress had developed. I
later found out that this segment would be titled, "The initiation of
maid Trish." Not only was I being initiated, but the term "fuck puppet"
began to have a new meaning to me.

After this scenario was over the Mistress told Francine to have me
change into the harness and then take me to the "rack." She then told
Monica to put a short to medium length light brown wig on me. The
Mistress wanted to see how I would look with my natural hair color.
Francine took me to the wardrobe room and I was stripped down to
wearing just my boots and opera gloves. Even my chastity belt was
removed.

However when I was put into this very tight and adjustable leather
harness, the groin pouch held my balls and dick out where they felt
very vulnerable. The inside of the harness had a wide metallic belt
that could be adjusted very tightly by a device on the side of the
harness. Monica came by and pinned my braids up and slid a wig cap on.
Then she showed me a beautiful light brown wig and pulled it on my head
and then brushed it. She had me stand in front of a mirror and let me
see how I would look if she colored and cut my hair and put a mild perm
into it. I had to admit my natural color did look pretty good.

Then Francine took me to the "rack." The rack was located in a room
that you had to pass thru to get to the dungeon. The rack was the place
where you would be severely punished in the Mistress's most imaginative
methods. Francine told me to lean back on the rack and place my arms
over my head. She closed buckles around my wrists and arms and then
buckled the straps around each of my ankles. Then she walked out of the
room and I was left there all alone. This was the first time I was
alone that day.

In a few minutes I could hear the clicking sound of high heels on a
hard floor. As the sound approached I began guessing who this would be.
Then suddenly the Mistress was there. She had changed her outfit and
was now wearing a tight black leather dress and looked very much like
the beautiful dominatrix that she was. She walked over to the wall and
selected a cat o nine tale and began taking some practice swings on my
groin.

At first it did not hurt at all, then suddenly she snapped the whip and
she got my full attention. Then she walked over to the wall and hung up
the whip and returned with a small jar of a red paste like substance.
Then she unsnapped the breast cups of the harness to get full access to
my nipples. As she unscrewed the cap, I saw the lid had a small brush
attached and she applied it to my nipples. At first my nipples began to
tingle and then they felt very sensitive and alive, this was a new
feeling for me.

When I looked at them I was surprised at how erect they had become.
Then the Mistress applied some nipple clamps very tightly and then re-
snapped the breast cups. She looked me right in the eye and said, that
the reason I was on the rack was to demonstrate where I would end up if
I did not completely obey her every command. She told me that she was
in complete control of me. As she was talking she grasped a round knob
that was on the left side of the harness and as she started to turn it
I could feel the metal band inside of the harness tightening around my
waist. With each click of the knob it felt like it would cut me in
half. She said that she knew that deep inside of me I had a desire to
serve her, and be feminized and dominated by her. She said that I was
realizing my need to please her and pleasure her. It was as if she had
climbed inside of my head and read all of my thoughts.

Just then Francine walked in and the Mistress told her to put me in a
black corset and standard maid uniform and report to Monica's room to
have my hair and nails done, then she walked out. Francine then
released my bonds and took me to the wardrobe room. She laced me into a
very tight corset, heels, and a beautiful maids uniform. She then took
me to Monica's room. Monica's room looked like a mini hair salon,
complete with salon chairs, mirrors and she even had three old style
hair dryers that you sat under.

She gave me a zebra print smock to protect my maids uniform. She
removed the wig and took the braids out of my hair and brushed it out.
Her friendly nature put me at ease and I was really enjoying this
pampering. She told me that the Mistress had given her instructions on
how she wanted my hair. It would be dyed to a platinum blonde and worn
in a long style with a clip in hair piece to add volume. She told me
not to worry because she would help me with my hair, make up and nail
care. After she had dyed my hair, she put it in rollers and had me sit
under a dryer. Monica then pulled a stool around to the front of me and
reached up under my smock and petticoats and undid the garters that
were holding up my hose. Gentley she removed my left high heel and
stocking and began to work on my toe nails. First she pushed my toes in
a foam rubber toe spreader and then a candy apple red color was applied
and as it began to dry she began this process on my right leg.
Afterwards she used a hair dryer to speed up the drying process. Next
she went to work on my finger nails and ended up applying a full set of
medium length acrylic nails that were finished with a French manicure
style.

While my nails were drying she replaced my hose and heels and very
sensually hooked my garters back up. Then she had me move to a regular
chair and began to work on my hair. She removed the rollers and brushed
and teased my hair and used some hair spray. She also clipped in a few
rows of hair extensions that perfectly matched the platinum blonde
color and added a good bit of volume and fullness.

When I looked in the mirror I was shocked at my new look. I told Monica
that she had done a wonderful job with my hair and I thanked her over
and over. She had touched up my make up and said we have to get you
ready to be presented to Mistress Deena. I was very excited about my
look and strangely could not wait for the Mistress to see me because I
hoped that this would please her. I told Monica even though the
Mistress was thinking about having my dick and balls removed, that I
hoped that this new hair style would please her. Monica laughed and
said that the Mistress has a warped sense of humor.

She was not going to have my dick and balls removed, that was a little
joke of hers that she plays on all the new maids. We all just play
along with her and afterwards talk about how the maid responded to the
threat. I must say you did not have much of a reaction that could be
noticed. I told Monica that the Mistress scared the hell out of me when
she said that. Well you hid it well, now let's go see the Mistress. As
we walked toward the Mistress's office I was feeling so girly and sexy
in my maid's uniform and new hairstyle, nails, and my new identity as
maid Trish. When we arrived outside the office door she told me to get
on my knees and she would be right back and she disappeared into the
Mistress's office.

In a few minutes the Mistress emerged wearing a beautiful royal blue
satin gown. Monica and Francine followed her out and at first when I
saw her all dressed up, I thought she had dressed up for this occasion
of me being presented to her. Then I later found out she was just going
out for the evening. In her hand was a pink collar and leash. She took
the pink collar and buckled it around my neck and attached the leash to
it. She announced that this collaring was symbolic to the fact that
maid Trish was now officially the property and responsibility of
Mistress Deena. She told me to open my mouth and hold the leash with my
teeth.

As I did she began to give Francine instructions for me for the time
she would be gone that evening. It seemed like holding that leash in my
teeth was so distracting to me that I missed most of what the Mistress
was telling Francine. This was the one time I should have been paying
attention. I did hear the last thing she said which was that she wanted
Francine to have me practice serving champagne glasses on a tray to the
area back behind the pool out back. She said to have me walk back there
at least fifty times, and teach me how to walk out and back without
spilling a drop.

Vicky would have a camera on a tri-pod near the pool and would have me
on video so my serving skill could be evaluated. The Mistress looked at
me and said that Francine would be in charge of me and if I did not
obey her every command then I would find myself back on the rack for an
extended period of time. I tried to say yes Mistress but was afraid I
would drop the leash so I gritted my teeth and said it the best I
could. The Mistress then told Francine that as soon as I had learned to
serve, then have maid Pink teach Trish what will be expected of her
when she takes over maid Pink's client Mr. Hornsby. Now take the leash
and lead Trish to the kitchen and get started. Yes Mistress said
Francine and off we went to the kitchen.

As I looked out back I could see the large dungeon building off to the
right and the pool area was a little to the left and there was a small
building off to the left of the pool that was used as a changing room
and also had some showers. Behind the pool was a tall stand of
evergreen trees that provided privacy for anyone in the pool. Later I
heard that the Mistress would swim in the nude occasionally. There was
also a large hot tub that the maids were allowed to use as a reward but
this did not happen too often.

Francine took out four champagne glasses and a silver serving tray. She
told me to fill two glasses with water and take them out to the table
on the far side of the pool then come back and take two more out to the
table next to that one and bring back the two that were on the first
table and then repeat this again. She said each time I came back to the
kitchen I was to set the tray down and put a checkmark on a piece of
paper that was laying next to the sink. So this I did until I had fifty
checkmarks on the paper. It took about an hour and a half to do this.
Francine demonstrated different styles to walk and said I should try to
take smaller steps and keep my shoulders back and walk in a straight
line. She said that I should also try to roll my hips as I walked. She
said that I would be attending a daily dance class with an emphasis on
belly dance. There I would learn to loosen up my hips and develop a
more feminine walk. I had to admit Francine had an incredibly feminine
and seductive walk. I tried to do this serving exercise as best as I
could and try to employ the advice Francine would give, but this was
harder than I thought.

During all this time Francine was in and out of the kitchen, looking
very busy doing other things. After I had fifty checkmarks on the paper
she said ok let's go find maid Pink. We went up to the second floor to
maid Pink's room. Each maid had a private room and bathroom on this
floor. The mansion was so large that there were eighteen rooms on the
second floor, and the hotel like size of this place made much cleaning
and laundering a necessity. Which is what I would be learning the next
day. When we arrived at maid Pink's room she was packing a small
suitcase with lingerie and a pink and black maid's uniform.

This was the first time I saw her without a blindfold and gag and I had
to admit she was every bit as beautiful as Francine. Her pink hair went
well with her skin color and meticulous make up. She had incredibly
long pink nails that were tapered to a point. She told me about her
client Todd Hornsby.

She said it was ironic that his last name was Hornsby because he was
very horny. About once a month Mistress Deena and Monica will drive you
to his place usually on a Saturday. It is in a very expensive section
of Atlanta and he is very wealthy. This client is very important to the
Mistress so you must please and pleasure him in whatever he desires.
You will be completely dressed in pink. He is especially turned on by
pink corsets and the highest pink heels that you can walk in. When you
get there he will want you to vacuum and dust, but after about twenty
minutes he will approach you from the rear and bend you over and he
will enter you from the rear so make sure you are well lubricated. As
soon as he is done you are to go right back to your house work. He will
do this about once an hour all day long. He will usually cum six times
during this session. The guy is married to a beautiful woman but has a
fetish for shemale maids. You will know it is his last time when he has
you strip down to your corset and have you iron his dress shirts. He
will have you do this in the bedroom and he will watch you as he lays
on the bed. Then he will signal you to perform oral sex and after he
cums this will be your cue to get ready to leave. He will then call the
Mistress and she will pick you up. I think she goes shopping and visits
some of her friends in the area. He must pay her well because she will
ask you many questions when she picks you up. She wants to make sure
that he is completely satisfied with the service.

After maid Pink had finished I got very nervous yet also very excited
about the client that would be mine. I secretly hoped that I wouldn't
screw this up. Francine asked me if I had any questions for maid Pink.
So I asked how big it was. What? How big is his dick? Maid Pink laughed
and said it is big enough, but never measured it. I smiled at that
thought and then thanked her for her time and wished her well in her
new direction in her life that would be decided the next day after the
auction.

Then Francine told me that she would show me to my new room. It was
only four doors down the hall. Once inside she told me to strip down to
my corset. We were required to sleep in our corsets. She unlocked my
chastity belt so I could use the bathroom. Then she locked me up again.
After she pulled the sheet down she told me to lay spread eagle on the
bed. It was a large four posted bed with chains and cuffs attached to
each of the four corners.

She attached a cuff to each wrist and one to both my ankles and
attached a chain to each cuff. Then she took a small stiff foam pillow
that had a cutout for your neck and placed it under my neck. This kept
my head from touching the bed. She said that was so I wouldn't mess up
my new hairstyle. She turned out the light and I thought she would
leave. But instead she unlocked her chastity belt and pulled down her
panties and climbed on top of me. She said I needed a little more
practice in giving a blow job. I instinctively opened my mouth and as
she swelled up inside of my mouth she laid her petticoats and silk
skirt of her maids uniform over my head. I thought I tasted remnants of
the glowing sweet honey from earlier that day and before I knew it
Francine had cum in my mouth and I swallowed it all.

She then quickly pulled on her panties and left. So that is how my
first day as a maid in training had ended. So now it is a year later
and I find myself sitting on the end of my bed waiting for Francine to
take me to the Mistress and then they will prepare me to be auctioned
off. I remember how maid Pink had briefed me on the client that would
be handed over to me. Todd Hornsby. It was only about two weeks into my
training that Mistress Deena and Monica drove me to his estate. He was
very kind but very horny. I think he had a boner for four hours
straight. He wore me out. As maid Pink had said he loved pink. I always
wore a pink satin maids uniform with a pink corset.

The first time I was there he told me to sit down because he wanted to
explain a few things. He said please do not go outside because he did
not want to have nosy neighbors telling his wife that he has a maid
dropping by. That is why when we arrived we drove right into his garage
and then the garage door had to be closed before I could get out of the
car. He said his wife went out of town every month for a week and
please don't accidently leave anything feminine around. I told him I
understood and was there for his pleasure and would do anything he
wanted. Okay he said then stand up and bend over.

There was a tube of anal lube on the table that he grabbed so I pulled
down my pink panties and within seconds he was sliding up thru my
chastity belt ring and deep inside of me. He pounded me for about a
minute and then he groaned with pleasure. He did this about every
thirty minutes. It was hard to get much cleaning done. I knew when he
was about done with me for the day when he would come behind me and
pull the zipper down of my uniform. He would pull the dress down and
let it drop to the floor and I would step out of it and then he would
lead me to one of his spare bedrooms and pull me down on him and I
would give him the best blow job that I could.

When this was done I would quickly dress and the Mistress would show up
very soon. The Mistress and Monica would usually go shopping in Atlanta
after they dropped me off. The third time I was taken to this place,
the Mistress had picked out a very frilly pink uniform for me to wear.
Also instead of Monica going, Vicky went and she had her camera with
her. I should have known the Mistress was up to something when we
turned off into an upscale neighborhood on the way back to the
"Mansion."

It was late afternoon on a Saturday and she pulled the car to the curb
and told me to go around to the trunk. As she popped open the trunk she
handed me four helium filled balloons and told me I had to walk down
the sidewalk and get four different people to accept one balloon from
me. I was not allowed back in the car until I had done this. She said
that Vicky would take some photos for my maid portfolio. Each maid had
a page on the website that had photos of the different activities she
had participated in.

So I started walking down the sidewalk and at first I was very nervous
but then I remembered that this is what I had always dreamed of being.
It took six blocks to get four people to accept a balloon, mainly
because I did not see many people. The difficulty in walking six blocks
was due to being hammered by Todd Hornsby for four hours before this
walk. When I had got down to one balloon I saw an older man inside his
garage using an electric buffer on a classic looking sports car. Just
then the Mistress pulled her car into the driveway.

I was surprised as the man walked over to her window and as you might
have guessed they knew each other. He was an old client of hers that
had not used her services for years. I saw him pull out his wallet and
pass her a wad of cash. Then he walked over to me and said he would
accept my balloon, then he walked back into his garage. He told me that
my Mistress wanted to talk to me. As I leaned down to her window, the
Mistress said that Mr. Wallace needs something buffed, and she and
Vicky would wait for me.

So I walked into the garage and as soon as I cleared the overhead door
it began to close. Mr. Wallace did not waste anytime. As soon as the
door closed he dropped his pants and said he was ready to get buffed.
So I got down on my knees and began to buff the head of his dick with
my tongue. As he grew hard I dug my long finger nails into his butt
cheeks. He seemed to like this. Then with my right hand I gently dug my
nails into his scrotum. That was all it took as he shot his load into
my mouth. He held my head in place with both of his hands for what
seemed like a long time. As he relaxed his grip I leaned down and
pulled his pants up and hooked the clasp and buckled his belt. He
thanked me and opened the garage door and I walked out and got in the
car and we all drove off. I did wonder how much money I had earned the
Mistress.

Besides all of the sexual chores that were required of me, I also had
to do daily housework. This consisted of vacuuming, mopping, dusting
and cleaning the bathrooms and kitchen areas. Everyday two maids were
assigned to clean the floors. One upstairs and one downstairs. The
Mistress had come up with a requirement that made cleaning the floors
very difficult. The two maids assigned would report to Francine and she
would lock you into a chain harness that consisted of six cuffs. Two
wrist cuffs, two elbow cuffs and two ankle cuffs. The elbow cuffs had a
chain that ran behind your back and connected to the wrist cuff on the
same arm. This severely restricted your arm movement, so to vacuum or
mop you had to take many steps to get the machine to move. Then of
course you had to take very small steps because the ankle cuffs were

chained together. Sometimes the Mistress would stop by and watch you
work at the task. I think she took pleasure in seeing you struggle at
such a task. Also just cleaning the bathrooms every day was assigned to
two maids because there were twenty six bathrooms in the "mansion." On
the days you either did the floors or cleaned the bathrooms you were
very exhausted at the end of these days.

We were also taught the proper way to make a bed, do the laundry, and
iron. The one thing that we were taught that I did not expect was how
to dance. We mainly concentrated on belly dancing, but were also taught
pole dancing and stripping. Once a woman came in for a few days and
tried to teach us ballet but that did not work out very well but I
loved the tutu that we had to wear.

Dancing was the one thing I wish I was better at, especially belly
dancing. Each maid has a fitted belly dance costume but the one strange
thing is that we are required to dance in our very tight corset which
does restrict the hip movement. However I am amazed how my hips feel
now, because I can move them pretty good in the three quarter shimmy. I
think that dancing helps keep us in better shape. One day when we were
practicing dance, the Mistress interrupted the class and told me to
report to Monica's salon room.

When I arrived there I found Monica and Vicky working on a computer in
the corner of the room. They were printing out some pictures off the
internet. The pictures were of a beautiful actress from an old
television show from the 1960's called "Gilligan's Island." In the show
the actress played the role of "Ginger Grant" who was a gorgeous
actress that was marooned on the island with the other castaways.
Monica looked up at me and said that they needed me to act as a model
and they were going to make me look like Ginger for a photo shoot. This
sounded wonderful to me.

Monica got started right away. She had three different wigs that were
an auburn color. With each wig that she tried on me she adjusted my
make up and then Vicky would have me stand in front of a portable green
screen and take many photos of me. I was really enjoying this because
she would also have me change jewelry with each wig. Finally she had me
change into a beautiful white gown and try on an updo hairstyle with
the last wig. Vicky loaded the pics into the computer and then worked
her magic. I was amazed as she added in different backgrounds. She and
Monica then picked out three of the photos and printed them out. These
would be shown to the Mistress.

What this was all being done for, was to try to satisfy a prospective
client's fantasy scenario. The client was infatuated with Ginger Grant
since he was a boy growing up in the sixties. He also had a hair fetish
which would play into his fantasy. The Mistress had delegated this
client to Monica to see if she could create a "Ginger Grant." Monica e-
mailed the photos to the client.



She said that they were done with me and I could change back into my
maids uniform. I had to admit I was reluctant to be in a hurry to do
that because I was really enjoying this project. After seeing myself in
that hair color I started to hope that maybe if the Mistress sees the
printouts, she might consider having Monica change my hair color to the
same color as the wigs.

What happened next began a whirlwind of activity. Monica said I can't
believe this. She looked at me and said to stay in that gown and don't
move or take off the wig. The client had immediately e-mailed her back
and said that if she could set up his scenario in an hour he would pay
three thousand dollars. Monica hurried out of the room to confer with
the Mistress.

When she returned the Mistress and Francine were with her. They quickly
devised a plan to set up a tropical scene. We all went to the large
dungeon room. Against one wall Vicky placed a bamboo chair that was
usually out by the pool area. Then Francine carried in an electric
lighted palm tree that was in the storage area in the back of the
dungeon. Monica then walked in with a rolled up grass mat that she
spread out in front of the bamboo chair.

Francine hooked up the palm tree and then plugged in an oscillating fan
about twenty feet from the tropical scene. The Mistress walked up to me
and said that this was going to be my show, and then proceeded to tell
me what to expect and basically what to do, and what this client was
looking for. She looked at me and said, "Trish you will do fine." She
then told Vicky that this man wanted the scene on video so Vicky went
to get her equipment. Then she turned to Monica and said the man also
wants you to be present. Monica looked puzzled but said that she
wouldn't miss this for any reason. The man arrived in less than an
hour.

As I sat in the bamboo chair I was a little nervous of the coming
scenario. I tried to relax as I waited and felt the breeze from the
fan. Vicky had set up her camera on a tripod and she and Monica were
off to my left. Suddenly the door opened and in walked Francine with
the client. He was short and balding with black hair and all he was
wearing was a white terry cloth robe. He walked straight towards me and
I could see Francine motioning me to stand. As I did I was a good bit
taller because I was wearing five inch heeled white sandals.

He said, "Oh Ginger you are so beautiful!"

This stunned me because I had never thought of myself as being
beautiful, but I admit that it made me feel pretty good on the inside.
He seemed nervous so I leaned down and whispered in his ear that
everything will be fine and Ginger was here for his pleasure. This
seemed to calm him down. Then I pushed my luck when I leaned down and
this time I stuck my tongue in his ear and wetted the inside of it and
whispered in a very soft voice, "Ginger is your prisoner of love and
you can do whatever you want to Ginger and she will love you for it."

That did it as he had an immediate erection poking out from his robe.
He said ok then turn around and put your hands behind your back. I did
as I was ordered and he pulled out a pair of hand cuffs from his robe
pocket and locked me in them. He told me to get on my knees. He helped
me do this and he opened his robe and held my head with his hands. I
opened my mouth and he put his dick in but only for a moment. He then
laid his dick up on my updo hair style and proceeded to fuck my hair.
It probably was less than a minute and he shot his load in my updo wig.
He just kept pumping as he held the sides of my face. I felt it running
down the back of my neck but just stayed frozen in that position.

Then as suddenly as it had started, it was over. The man walked over to
Monica and asked her if he could purchase the wig I was wearing. I
never did hear why he wanted it but I think it was an expensive one. In
fact Monica did not really mess around with cheap wigs, they were all
first class. I must have done ok because the next evening, Francine
took me to the wardrobe room where the Mistress was picking out a
purple and white colored very sheer dress. She told me she had a
special assignment for me. She had a purple satin corset, with matching
garters and a satin "A" cup bra. She also had a pair of sheer white
seamed hose.

Just then Monica walked in and the Mistress told her to touch up my
toenails with some royal purple high gloss polish. Francine was going
to help me change out of my maids uniform and to change into this
purple and white outfit. But first the corset had to be laced up. The
corset definitely had a different style waist line, and the Mistress
and Francine were struggling to get it to close. After they closed it
and zipped it up, it was locked with a small padlock. I couldn't
believe how tight it was.

Then Monica did my toes and dried them with a hair dryer. After I slid
on the sheer seamed hose, the Mistress gave me a large hand bag that
had a pair of heels that were a shoe fetishist delight. They had eight
inch stiletto heels and a single strap behind the toes and an ankle
strap that had a clasp so they could be locked on with a small padlock.
They had a three inch platform sole and were a matching royal purple.
She told me to give these to the client when I arrived at his hotel
room and he would put them on my feet and then lock them on and this
would be a big turn on for him.

She said he is a new but very important client and has an obsession
with stiletto heels and loves the royal purple color. He was important
because he was very rich. Later I had found out that he dropped out of
college when his father passed away unexpectedly. He took over his
father's company, which was a network of warehouses, one of which was
located in Atlanta. I was to wear my regular five inch pumps and then
switch to the eight inch pumps and the Mistress told me not to wear
them outside, only wear them in the hotel room, she was very adamant
about that, the reason will be clear later. The Mistress drove and she
told me to ride in the front seat, up until now I always had to ride in
the back seat.

We had a fairly short drive to a hotel on the interstate. The Mistress
told me to wait in the car and she would be right back. She walked
around the side of the building and thru a gate and into the pool area
and then disappeared around the corner. She was wearing a tight black
skirt and perfect fit purple satin blouse with ample cleavage showing.
I only wished I had the sexy hourglass figure that she proudly
possessed. When she returned she told me to walk thru the pool gate and
the client would be at his rooms sliding glass doors that overlooked
the pool.

So off I went with my bag holding my eight inch shoes. As I approached
the sliding doors the man smiled and ushered me in. He introduced
himself and told me to call him "Rosin." I never did know if that was
his first name or last but that was what I called him for the entire
year that I served him. I handed him the bag and he told me to sit on
the couch. As I did he pulled the shoes from the bag and said, "May I"?
Of course, that is why I'm here. He knelt down in front of me and began
to remove my pumps and then very reverently he slid each of my feet
into these shoes and gentley buckled the straps and put the padlocks in
place. He then asked me to model them and walk back and forth in front
of him. As I did I tried to walk and pause as sexy as I could.

After a few minutes of this I noticed that he never took his eyes off
of my feet that were locked into these sky high heels. I must have
stood over six feet tall in these incredible heels. Eventually he had
me sit back down on the couch and he lifted my foot and began kissing
my toes and sucking on them. At first this made me feel a little bit
awkward but then I tried to relax and enjoy it. After making out with
both my feet he then ran his hands up my legs and underneath my dress.
As he pushed up my dress he pulled my purple panties down a little and
exposed my chastity belt that was firmly locked in place.

To my surprise he pulled out a key and began unlocking the two lock
points on the front of the belt. I had no idea he had a key so at first
I thought that there must be some mistake because Mistress Deena was
the only one that could ok this. Then I thought that she must have
given him a key when I was waiting in the car. When he had exposed my
privates he seemed pleased even though my dick and balls were much
smaller than average. In fact when I was fully erect, I only measured a
little under four inches.

I was totally surprised when he went down on me and sucked my balls
into his mouth. At first I was nervous and felt very vulnerable. Can
you imagine how it feels when someone has both your balls in their
mouth and is gentley biting down on your scrotum? He then began to
massage them and roll them around with his tongue. I had never had this
done to me so it was a totally new experience. As he had a mouthful, he
was breathing strongly through his nose which was blowing warm air at
the underside base of my dick. As I thought about how he literally had
me by the balls and could castrate me with one strong bite, it suddenly
was very stimulating and my limp dick began to inflate. Once erect he
released my captive balls and took my entire four inches into his
mouth. This also was a first for me and it was so exciting I

did not last long. He must have sensed this because he then only kept
the head of my dick in his mouth and began to quickly lick just the top
of the head. I exploded into an orgasm like I never had experienced
before. He never allowed my dick out of his mouth during my orgasm so I
guess he was ok at swallowing it. Then he had me lay down on the bed
and he quickly finished undressing. As he moved on top of me he
positioned his balls over my mouth so I knew what he wanted me to do.
Also I was quite surprised that he had a very small dick and balls too.
They almost looked c***dlike, similar to my own and the next time we
were together he told me that he felt comfortable with me because we
both had undersized private parts.

I pulled his little balls into my mouth and began imitating what he had
just taught me. He said he wanted to cum while his balls were in my
mouth. I reached both my arms around his thighs and he took a tube of
lubricant off the night table and squirted my hands with it and then he
lubed up his dick. So I stroked his dick while holding his balls in my
mouth. He got very excited and it wasn't long before he was shooting
his load all over the place.

When he was content he got up and returned with a washcloth and towel.
We quickly cleaned up and he unlocked the eight inch heels and I
slipped back into my pumps. This whole encounter was over in about
twenty minutes, I then told him good-by and returned to the car where
the Mistress was busy on her phone.

We then drove off and after she was done talking on her cell she told
me to tell her what happened. After I told her, she said that there
were two reasons why I was selected for this client. First, he had
requested a shemale with a small dick and balls and secondly because
she liked the performance I had done as playing the role of Ginger
Grant with the little man.

She said that my chastity was still strictly under her control but
there may be some occasional rewards during my training. I had to admit
that I enjoyed my time with Rosin but I am really more attracted to
females or at least a beautiful shemale. Most of the time I was in
training I usually was pleasuring males, however there was one day that
was very different. Francine had summoned me and another maid for a
special client. The other maid was named "Maid Claudia," who was a very
petite boy that looked totally passable as a female when she was in her
maid's uniform.

We were taken to the wardrobe room and we stripped down to just our
chastity belts. We replaced our full corsets with a black corselet with
garters that held up black seamed hose and a beautiful black lace bra.
We then put on matching black satin maids uniforms that were the
standard attire for us maids. Just then Monica walked in carrying a
medium length brown wig that matched maid Claudia's beautiful hair.
Maid Claudia was the only maid that the Mistress had not changed her
natural hair color.

I was beginning to see the object here, we were to be made up to be
twin maids. That is exactly what Monica said as I had just thought of
it. She put a tight wig cap on me and then styled the wig very
expertly. She also touched up our make up and then applied the same
lipstick and added a very liquid like lip gloss. When she was done with
us, Francine took us to a room that was usually used by the Mistress's
guests. The room was very large with a large king size bed and an
attached bathroom. I had vacuumed and cleaned here before so I was very
familiar with my surroundings.

We were to wait here, but not for long because as Francine walked out,
in walked a beautiful woman who told us that she was "Mistress Lisa."
Following behind her was another beautiful woman who was introduced as
"Maid Ellen." Like Mistress Deena, Mistress Lisa also had a senior maid
however her senior maid was a real genetic female. But she was dressed
identically as maid Claudia and me.

Mistress Lisa asked us our names and suddenly I realized that she was
wearing the identical lingerie we had just dressed in and that was all
she was wearing. She had perfect breasts in that beautiful black lace
bra. She told us to sit down in to plain chairs that were side by side
and at the foot of the bed. She took her place on the bed and propped
herself up on several pillows and faced us as we sat on our chairs. She
said to maid Ellen that she would like to have a "captive" audience.

Maid Ellen said, "yes Mistress," and opened up a drawer in the dresser
and pulled out several small coils of rope. As she began to tie my
wrists behind my back, Mistress Lisa took a vibrator out of the drawer
next to the bed and laid it on her sheer black panties. She was
becoming aroused, while watching me being tied up by maid Ellen. Before
my wrists were tied she was having an orgasm and her panties were
becoming wet. When she was done she got out of bed came over to me and
slid off her panties and told me to open my mouth. When I did she
stuffed them in and then took a stocking out of the drawer and tied it
around my neck and I was very effectively gagged. She then got back on
the bed and watched maid Ellen tie up maid Claudia and again was using
the vibrator on herself.

When maid Ellen was done tying maid Claudia, Mistress Lisa told her to
lay on the bed next to her. As she did the Mistress started using the
vibrator on maid Ellen. Mistress Lisa and maid Ellen began to kiss and
she told maid Ellen to take off her uniform. As she did the Mistress
very seductively took off her own black lace bra and exposed her
beautiful large breasts. I couldn't help but notice that her nipples
were very large and erect. She used the vibrator on maid Ellen until
she also had an orgasm. We watched as these two women pleasured each
other.

Eventually Mistress Lisa told maid Ellen to untie me from the chair.
She removed the gag and told me to lie face down between her legs. She
said she wanted to see how good I could pleasure her with my tongue. As
I began to search for her clitoris with my tongue, maid Ellen began
tying my ankles together and then pulling them up and tying them to my
wrists. Mistress Lisa held my head firmly between her very strong
thighs as I tried to orally satisfy her. I was in a hogtie position and
Mistress Lisa dug her stiletto heels into my loins and used them like
you use spurs on a horse.

Maid Ellen untied maid Claudia from the chair and positioned her to
kiss and lick the Mistress's left breast, and then maid Ellen began to
make love to her right breast. Suddenly Mistress Lisa exploded into a
magnificent orgasm, her powerful thighs squeezed my head and it felt
like she could have snapped my head off. We all seemed to relax for a
few minutes and then the Mistress simply said, "again." So we all went
back to work on her. It only took a few minutes and she again had an
orgasmic moment. After this one she got up and went into the bathroom.
Maid Ellen untied us and told us that we were to report to Francine.

As we left Francine met us in