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By Maid Wendy
My story starts just seven months ago. A normal day of
packages to deliver, and protective dogs to tend with. It
had just snowed, and I was eager to wrap up the day, and
head for home to get my driveway cleared. Just one more
package stood between me and freedom for the day. Reaching
back while the motor hummed at the stop light, I grabbed
the small package, and read it's address... 213 County Rd
2.
"Uhm, I thought that house was empty." The name read
Goddess Julie Roberts. "Strange..."
Now my curiosity was out weighing my desire to get home. I
grinded the gear shift into gear, and pulled away from the
intersection. As I turned onto the county road, my thoughts
drifted to, who was living in the old Miller place, and how
damn far out here it was. My delivery van cutting new
tracks in the fresh snow, my heart pounding with vivid
pictures in my head of some beautiful female creature,
standing at he door, motioning me to come in, with that
"Thank God there is a man around here" look on her face.
I was quickly snapped back to reality as the back of the
van slid around the corner, leading to the Miller driveway.
Correcting the van, I slowed to almost a creepy pace, as I
drove up the driveway looking for signs of life. Nothing,
no one. I grabbed the package, and gave up the thought.
I would arrive to work in the morning, and file through the
packages on the loading dock, with hopes that there would
be something to deliver to her house. All the time telling
me self to knock it off, and still being unable to change
my desire to see her one time. My desires got the best of
me one day, when I decided to take a peek in a box I was to
deliver to her. I had stopped the van about a mile from the
house. Cut the box carefully with my pocketknife, and was
attempting to ease the flap open when *Boom* it exploded,
not a large explosion, not noisy, just a small one.
It was then I noticed that my hands were covered in blue
paint... "Oh Shit!" I rushed the van to my house ran in to
remove the dye. It would not wash off. "Shit, shit,
shit..."
What was I going to do. Honesty was my answer. I drove to
her house grabbed the blue splattered box, and headed up
the steps, ringing the bell and I waited as instructed. She
took her time, eventually opening the door. Her expression
changed to a smirk as she caught site of the blue paint on
my hands, and the package.
"John, its time we talk, you know the rules, I will meet
you in the kitchen."
When I arrived in my socks, package in hand, she was
sitting at the table, a small camera sat in front of her. I
started to speak, but was silenced by her fore finger
reaching her lips in a shush sign.
"John, you have violated my privacy, and broken many laws.
This could cost you your job. I was afraid you were looking
in my packages so I set a trap."
With that she snapped a picture of me covered in blue, with
the package in hand, and guilt all over my face.
"Please sit John, we have much to discuss. Your life is
about to change, based upon the decision you make in the
next five minutes, I am going to make some demands of you,
if you agree to them I will not notify your boss, or the
police of this incident. If you refuse, pack your bags for
prison."
"I will do anything, just name it."
"That is what I hoped you would say. First write out a
confession to this crime."
I thought to myself, okay, that's not too bad, but once
written, and in her hands her tone changed.
"Okay John let's get to it. I have been slowly training
you, seeing how you respond to taking orders, so far I am
pleased, and thus I decided to set this little trap for
you. There is no turning back. You belong to me, so get use
to it! Have no doubt I will send you to jail should you
disobey even the smallest command is that understood?"
"Yes ma'am."
"Good from now on, you will address me as Goddess, your
purpose in life will be to please me, YOU will move in with
me, returning each day after work to me for further
training. I suppose you want to know what I have planned,
well John, or should I say Wendy, you are to become my
personal maid, and servant. I will slowly transform you
into the perfect little sissy you really are!"
I stood up, and started to bolt, but she did nothing, just
sat there with a grin on her face. I slowly sat down. This
was the very moment I surrendered.
Since that day my life has changed completely. I have sold
my house, with all funds going to Goddess Julie, I put in
for early retirement, having my checks sent to Goddess
Julie's account. All of my male clothing was eventually
thrown out, now I wear maid's uniforms, high heels, and
stockings. I am beaten if one item of my clothing is out of
place.
The first several weeks were full of beatings, and being
tied down. At night a set of head phones were placed on my
head, with Goddess Julie's demanding voice playing over and
over all night long.
"You are a wimp, why else would you allow yourself to
become a slave. Your place in life is as a servant, nowhere
else do you feel right. All women are your superiors. You
enjoy being a maid, and strive to honor your owner by
dressing as the sissy you really are. You will do anything
you are told, without hesitation. You will beg to be used
as the slut you really are. You will never speak without
being spoken to. You will never leave the house without the
protection of your owner. You will accept that your penis
is too small, and beg to have it removed. You will work
hard everyday, with your only desire to please your owner."
This played over and over for weeks. I guess I know it is
all true I have come to accept my new life, and honestly
only feel okay, when my Goddess Julie is pleased with me.
Lately I have learned to accept her strap on, I find it
pleasing to be used by her for such things. The Goddess has
started to date men from surrounding towns, and has them
over to the house, where I must wait on them hand and foot.
I use to worry that someone would come over who knew me,
now I do not care, it is my place. Last week after cleaning
up the load her lover had left with my tongue, I was tied
down, butt in the air, and her lover took my ass. He was
not gentle about it. Now I have been informed that many men
will visit, and pay to use me. The funds will go to pay for
the new breast I am to receive in Sept.
I just hope my owner is pleased with them.
More details to come
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