Landlady In Service
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Landlady makes a lady
By Sheena Sands
On arriving from my village to the bustling metropolis of New Delhi, the
capital of India, I had headed straight to the address given to me by a
family friend.
As I knocked on the door of a small house located near what was to be my
college, I didn't know my life was going to change forever.
She opened the door and took my breath away. She had long, black, silky
hair and was at least a foot taller than me. However it was her eyes
which captivated me. Big, mesmerising eyes, where one could drown
forever. She was dressed in a pretty white frock and wore black heels
and her finger and toenails were a matching dark maroon. She was the
most beautiful thing I had ever seen.
Before I could open my mouth to address her, she said, "You are Jasper,
aren't you?"
I nodded my head and she said, "I have been expecting you."
Her name was Sonia and she was going to be my landlady. She worked in a
beauty salon and had agreed to rent me a room for a small fee.
As I kept my luggage in my room, she told me the rules of the house in a
stern voice. She was very strict about cleanliness and hygiene and I had
to ensure that I never messed up her house.
Sonia's entire demeanour showed her as an authoritative woman and she
intimidated me a little.
However, her beauty has me hooked and that night I fantasised about her
while masturbating.
It needs to be mentioned here that I was a closet cross-dresser and I
loved dominating women. However, being intimidated by Sonia, I refrained
from playing out my fantasies in fear of being caught.
My feelings for Sonia soon changed. Seeing how helpful and submissive I
was, Sonia also changed her demeanour and became much warmer with me. I
would often do the dishes for her and sometimes other domestic chores.
One day, while she was out to work I decided to indulge in my fantasy. I
locked the front door from outside and got in from the backdoor, so that
any unwelcome visitors would see the lock and go away. Then I took a
long bath during which I removed my entire body hair. Then I gingerly
opened Sonia's wardrobe and took out a shiny pair of black silk
undergarments and put them on. Then I proceeded to paint my toenails
with her brightest nail polish. I was so turned on that forgot all about
the time, doing everything at a leisurely pace and enjoying every
moment. After putting on some bright lipstick, I was just putting on a
blue satin nightie that I heard a rustle which made my heart sink.
As I turned around I saw Sonia looking at me with a very angry
expression. How long she had been standing there I don't know.
Apparently she had a duplicate key and had come home early to take me
out on my off-day from college.
"Give me a chance to explain Soni..."
Before I could complete my sentence, she held my arm and dragged me to
my room and shoving me inside, locked it from outside.
I was petrified. A million thoughts went through my head. Will she kick
me out... will she tell my friends... will she tell my parents.
I pleaded with her to open the door. I begged her... I told her I would
do anything and I was sorry but to no avail. She kept me locked up till
night. During dinner time I heard the latch open.
She stood before me with a peculiar expression and said, "So you like
being a girl, do you?"
I blushed crimson and looked at the floor.
"Sonia I am sorry..." I began and found her finger on my painted lips.
"Shhhh darling... I have been thinking and there is a way out. The
question is, are you game?"
"I will do anything Sonia."
"That will be Mistress Sonia, dear Jasmine."
"What!!!"
"Yes, you can play out your fantasy, but I'll be part of it.
"Listen carefully: From now on you are Jasmine, not Jasper and you shall
always address me as Mistress. Not doing so will lead to punishment.
These will include caning, spanking, chores etc and whatever else I deem
necessary. You may go to college as yourself (Jasper) but at home you
would only be Jasmine. You shall always dress as a girl do all the
chores I tell you to and basically be my maid. You shall curtsy whenever
I give you an order and shall always remain in make-up. You shall sleep
in the very nightie you are wearing right now and always keep your
toenails painted. You shall keep them painted even when you go to
college, no one's going to make you take off your shoes. Also, you shall
wear my panties from now on, at all times. Now is that understood?"
I was so shocked at her verbal outburst that I stood rooted to the spot
and did not respond. She shocked me further by delivering a resounding
slap. I asked you if that was understood you disgusting sissy slave.
Tears welled up in my eyes as I nodded my head.
"Good, now kneel down and kiss my feet."
I was ashamed at this, but dutifully knelt and kissed her pretty feet.
"Now get up."
As I got up she looked me up and down and said, "Hmmm, not bad, you do
make a very pretty and convincing girl. But you need some more
improvements."
She then proceeded to touch up my make up and put some jewellery on me.
She put a heavy necklace around my neck, almost like a collar, some
pretty bracelets on both wrists and a pair of gold coloured anklets with
bells on them that jingled when I walked.
As she admired her handiwork she said, "God! You are beautiful!"
Ignoring my blush, she continued, "You seem to be very good at painting
toenails. I want you to do mine."
Forgetting all the trauma of the past few hours, I got down to work. She
sat on a chair, watching TV, while I, her feminized slave, knelt at her
feet and painted her nails a bright red.
After I had done her nails, she sent me to the kitchen to make dinner.
As I went about my chores, the clanking bracelets and the jingling bells
kept reminding me of my enslavement.
I served her dinner on the table and as I curtseyed, she asked me to sit
on the floor, next to her feet, where she fed me in between, like a
dog... or rather a bitch.
"You are my property now Jasmine, I shall do as I please with you and if
you don't cooperate, all your friends and family will know the truth."
This threat sent a shiver down my spine. I couldn't bear to think of the
humiliation.
That night she asked me to come to her room. Till that date, while we
had practically been dating in a manner of speaking, she had still
usually kept me out of bounds from her bedroom. However, tonight was
different. She asked me to kneel down in front of her.
As I knelt, I realised she wasn't wearing any panties. In fact I could
smell her as I knelt and suddenly, I had a raging hard on.
She held up my chin and looking into my eyes with her own beautiful eyes
and she merely said, "Please your mistress Jasmine."
That night, Jasper the virgin, became Jasmine the tongue slave. After I
brought her to what was probably her fourth orgasm, she asked me to
stop. Then as she looked up and saw me playing with my penis with my
left hand.
She slapped me hard. As I sobbed, she said I was never to touch myself
without permission again. Then using a piece of silk rope from an old
robe, she tied my wrists together in front of me. Then adding another
cord to that, she extended it to the bed's headboard while I remained
kneeling on the floor.
"There, now you sleep there on the floor like a good slave. Goodnight
Jasmine."
"Goodnight Mistress," I meekly said.
To be continued...
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