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My New Maid By Margaret Jeanette Sarah and Jim Toomey were enjoying a steak at their favorite steak house. He was looking all around and observing the other patrons. "What are you looking at?" "I am just observing all the customers. Do you notice all the men are wearing dark suits and all the women are wearing bright, colorful outfits? Look at the woman at the table next to us. She is wearing a bright yellow blouse with lots of ruffles on it. She looks so feminine. Look at that woman going up to the salad bar. She is wearing a floral mini skirt. You should start wearing brighter colors, and with your perfect legs you should get a mini skirt." "I am not a bright color person. I like the traditional subdued look. I do have that pink tennis outfit. That has a short skirt." "Yes, but you play tennis when I'm at the office and I don't get to see you in it very often. Look at that woman at the salad bar now. See, she has a bright red tight dress on with a short skirt. Look at those heels she's wearing. You should buy some like that." "I don't care for extra high heel shoes. You should have to walk around in those shoes, and then you wouldn't think they are so sexy." "All I am saying is you got a great body and that you should show it off more." "I am telling you that isn't my style. I prefer comfortable clothes not ones that are restrictive or uncomfortable to wear." They returned home and were cuddling on the couch. That led to some bedroom enjoyment. As they were making love Sarah said, "Would you like for me to get some high heeled shoes?" "Yes, you would look great in them." "I wouldn't get them for me. I would get them for you to wear. Then you could see they aren't comfortable at all to wear." "I don't think they come in my size. Besides, why would I want to wear high heels?" "I was just kidding. Come on a little faster now!" On Monday morning Sarah was playing tennis with Julie Harcourt, her best friend. Usually Sarah won but today her game was off. She lost in three straight sets. After the game was over she headed home to shower and then meet Julie for lunch. She showered, but she was still angry over losing the tennis match. When she was angry she shopped. She booted up the computer and remembered she had been on a site that featured tennis outfits. She decided to check it out. She hit the history button and saw the site listed. Just above it was one listed as Men as Maids. She wondered about that but went on the site she wanted. She quickly found an outfit she wanted and ordered it. Then she went back into the history listings. There was a lot of dominance sites listed. She checked some of them out. They all seemed to be ones where a man was dominated into wearing dresses or maids' uniforms. She wondered if that was what Jim wanted, then dismissed it. She met Julie for lunch. She told Julie about finding the dominance sites on their computer. Julie said maybe that was what Jim craved for. Sarah said she didn't think she could ever do that to Jim. Then she saw Jim come in with his secretary. She could see why he'd hired her. She was wearing a mini skirt and had very high heels on. She noticed that she was also wearing the longest dangly earrings she had ever seen. She thought they were sitting awful close to each other. Then her jaw dropped when, after they had ordered, they kissed. She couldn't believe it. He wasn't looking around. He only had eyes for his secretary. She and Julie finished eating, and she returned to her car. She saw Jim's Cadillac across the parking lot and sat there for the longest time, thinking about what she had just witnessed. Then she saw them come out holding hands. This was just too much. They pulled out of the parking lot and she followed them. She was aghast when she saw them pull into Roger's Motel, a motel known to rent its rooms by the hour. She continued on home and was very angry. She was so angry that she didn't even feel like shopping. She looked in the yellow pages of the phone book and called a private investigator. An hour later a young man was at their house getting information from her. That night at supper she was almost ready to confront him with what she saw that day. She didn't say anything though, because she decided to wait for the private investigator's report. She did tell him that she was going to have the spare bedroom redone. On Thursday the spare bedroom was fully redone. The decorator had done a marvelous job on it. She had Jim take a look at it. He looked and saw it was all done in pink with some factory's production of a weeks worth of white lace. There was lace everywhere. Friday morning the private investigator came over and gave her a video tape and about fifty pictures he had taken of Jim and his secretary. She popped the video in he VCR and she was sick, seeing the two of them make love. She looked at some of the pictures, and they showed Jim and his secretary in all sorts of positions making love that she never had thought of. Some of them made her sick to her stomach. She paid the investigator and thanked him for his services. He told her he was sorry that his report was the way it was. She thanked him for his understanding. She was so angry that she didn't know what to do, so she decided to go shopping. She went to a small strip mall that was three blocks from their home. She went into an undergarment outlet store. There she purchased a dozen of the frilliest panties she could find. She would never wear such panties, but he had told her how she should wear more feminine clothes, so she decided he must like that kind. Next door was the Lover's Fetish Shop. She decided to go in there. She walked around and couldn't believe people bought such things. There were the highest heels there. They were higher than she ever knew they made. She saw the corsets and the breast forms. Some of the breast forms looked humungous. She saw maid's outfits that had skirts that were almost not even skirts at all. She ended up purchasing some fishnet nylons and a lacy garter belt for him. At the end of the strip mall was a small shop that was a Country Girl clothing store. She had never been in there so she went in to see what they had. On an end cap of one of the counters was a manikin dressed in a full length white pinafore apron. It was trimmed with a delicate black lace. She asked the storekeeper where she could find one of those and soon had purchased it. She took her purchases home and put them in the spare bedroom. She was so angry she decided to go on the computer to surf the web. She checked out one site that listed how to humiliate a male. She printed it out. She printed a list of all the female dominance sites that had been visited by Jim. That night at supper she told him she had a video for him to watch. He didn't think anything of it, but as soon as they finished eating she went with him into the living room to watch the video. She watched his face as he was watching it. He was blushing all though it. It ended, and she tossed him the envelope of photos she had gotten that day. He opened it and looked at about a dozen of them. "Now, you can do as I say or I will go for a divorce and get everything you have. What will it be?" "I'll do whatever you say. I am sorry for having cheated on you. I don't know why I did. It was a moment of weakness, then I got carried away. You have to believe me when I say I am truly sorry. It is over, I promise!" "This is beyond being sorry. I have decided not to punish you for your indiscretion. Instead I am going to give you what you really want. Are you going to do as I say from now on or do I go for the divorce? That would give you the freedom to bed your secretary whenever you want." "I don't want a divorce. I love you no matter how it looks. What happened with my secretary was just taking advantage of the opportunity. It wasn't a love thing. You are the one I love!" "You haven't answered my question. Do you want me to go for the divorce or are you going to do as I say from now on!" "I guess I don't have a choice. I'll do anything you say." "Good decision! Here look at what I printed out on the computer. I am going to make all of your dreams come true!" She handed him the list of websites he had visited that dealt with female dominance. His cheeks turned fire red as he scanned the list. "I don't want to do what they dealt with. I was just surfing the web and a pop-up came up and I clicked on it. One site led to another I never wanted to do what they showed." "Well, it's too late now. You are going to do what they showed. Now follow me into the spare bedroom." He didn't move when she started for the spare bedroom. She took three steps back and warned him that she would go for the divorce if he didn't come with her. He quickly got up and followed her. In the spare bedroom she told him to strip, and he stripped down to his under shorts. She told him to get them off also. He slowly took them off. She handed him a pair of panties and told him to get them on. He slid them up his legs. She then got the pinafore apron out and soon had it tightly tied on him. Then she told him to go do the dishes from supper. He was hanging his head as he headed for the dining room. He had all of the dishes stacked on the counter by the sink when she came in with the fishnet stockings and garter belt. She told him, that is what is worn with what he had on. She asked him if they were feminine enough for him. He didn't answer. He finished the dishes and lit up a cigarette. Sarah was there immediately and took it out of his mouth. "A nice girl doesn't smoke. You want to be a nice girl, right?" He didn't answer. She asked him for the pack of cigarettes as she took a puff of the one he'd had. He handed her the cigarettes, surprised because she had never smoked before. She held out her hand and asked for the lighter, telling him he wouldn't need it anymore. He handed her the lighter. "Can't we talk about this? You don't expect me to parade around the house in panties and an apron, do you?" She told him no, and grabbed his ear and guided him out to the garage and into her car. He couldn't believe she was taking him anywhere. He didn't think she would make him get out when she parked in front of Lover's Fetish Store. She told him to get his ass out of the car and come with her. He slowly followed her into the store. The manager on duty quickly stopped them saying, "didn't you see the sign that says 'no shoes, no shirt, no entrance?" Sarah quickly grabbed a pair of red heels and slipped them on his feet. They had a five inch heel and he was having trouble standing in them. He didn't think he could take a step in them without falling. Sarah told the manager they needed some things. The manager followed her as she picked out a large set of breast forms. Then she picked out a black maid's dress. It had a sinfully short skirt. She grabbed a multi-layered petticoat to go with it. Then manager told her that she could probably get one two sizes smaller if she used a corset. He steered her to where the corsets were. He told her that the ones with the hip and rear pads were five dollars more but gave a more feminine shape. She asked him if he could get all of what she already had on him, and the manager said he could. The manager asked her if she wanted the corset as tight as possible, and she told him definitely. Almost fifteen minutes later the manager came out of the fitting room. He asked her if there was anything else she might need. She asked for suggestions and he suggested she get him some black heels to go with the uniform, and that she might want to get one of the red uniforms to go with the red shoes. She agreed and got another black one and a red maid's uniform. Also she got a black petticoat for the red uniform and a red petticoat for the black one. The manger had a pair of black heels on the counter for her already. He suggested a remote controlled vibrator, telling her it can come in handy. She agreed and he picked one out that could be made to vibrate, squirm, and twist once it was inserted. He suggested that both of them could use it. Sarah spotted the frilliest blouse she had ever seen. It had more ruffles and lace than she thought possible to be on a blouse. It was sheer white with balloon sleeves and tight cuffs. She spotted a red micro-mini skirt that had a black design sewn in it. She grabbed both and asked the manager if he could get those on Jim. The manager said it would be no problem. Five minutes later the manager came out carrying the maid's uniform, but Jim wasn't to be seen anywhere. Sarah called him to come out so she could see how he looked. He slowly came out and she had him stop and look at himself in the mirror. She saw him blush deep red. She was really enjoying this. She had never thought she'd be able to do something like this. The bill came to over six hundred, and Sarah handed Jim his credit card to pay for everything, saying "You are the one everything is for so you can pay for it. It's all stuff you have been wanting." He was silent as he signed for the purchases. She told him to get the stuff out to the back seat of the car. It took him three trips but he managed to get everything in the car. Back in the car, they headed somewhere else. It was only eight o'clock, and she knew a women's store that was open until nine. She soon pulled up and parked in front of it. He got out on his own and followed her in. Inside, she headed for the mini skirts and picked out six of the brightest ones she could find. Then she got matching blouses for each one, reminding him that he was the one who had said women should wear bright colors. She was headed for the register when she saw the most amazing multi-colored skirt. It would come down to the knees but it had little peaks hanging down at the hem and each peak had a little bell sewn to it. When it moved it rang, the little bells rang. She put it into the cart. Again she had him pay for everything. He hoped they were headed home. He said, "I never wanted to do this. I don't know where you got the idea I wanted to wear dresses." "I know you do or you wouldn't have visited all of those sites on the Internet. Think of it this way, you don't have a choice now do you?" "No, I guess I don't. But why can't you buy me clothes like you wear?" "Because you are the one who talked about women wearing bright and revealing clothes and about what you liked to see them wear. Don't you remember when you told me I should get clothes like that? Now, we are getting them, only not for me but for you." "Can't we talk about this? Can't you listen to what I have to say?" "Did we talk about you having your affair with your secretary before you started it? There is nothing to talk about!" He was amazed when she pulled into a parking spot in front of a store that said it was "Sylvia's Intimate Apparel." They went in, and quickly Sarah picked out three baby doll pajamas and three of the most feminine long nightgowns he had ever seen. "There, now you can't complain that you don't have any clothes that are long. I know you will look beautiful in them. Aren't you glad I am taking such good care of all your needs?" He didn't answer her, and she told him he better answer her and it better be the answer she wanted to hear. He then thanked her for thinking of everything. The stores were closing so she headed home. She told him to hang all his pretty outfits in the spare bedroom closet. She grabbed one bag from the fetish store. It took him forever to get everything hung up because of the short steps he had to take. When it was all hung up he went into the living room and sat down. It felt so good to get off his feet. "Go get me a glass of ice water. I'm thirsty." He got up and went to get it. When he returned she told him she hadn't given him permission to sit down. He stood waiting for her to tell him he could sit down. Instead she told him to go get ready for bed and when he was ready to come back by her. He told her he would need her help to get out of the corset. She told him he was to keep it on. He went to change. Shortly he was back wearing a white baby doll that was really feminine. He still had the shoes and fishnet stockings on. He told her he couldn't get the shoes off. She held up two small keys and told him he would have to earn the right to get the shoes off. Then she told him to follow her. She led him to the spare bedroom. "This is going to be your bedroom for the foreseeable future. Isn't it just gorgeous! It is so feminine and refined. Don't you just love all the lace and ruffles?" He didn't say anything. "You better start answering me when I ask you a question or it is going to be worse than your worst nightmare. Do you read me?" "Yes, Sarah, I do." "You don't have the right to call me Sarah! It is either Mistress or Mistress Sarah. From now on you will use only those forms of address when talking to me. You understand?" "Yes, mistress." He hadn't noticed the bag she was carrying. She told him to bend over the bed. He did and she forced the vibrator in his rear and plugged in the adaptor. Then she told him to get into bed. He did and she had him raise his hands over his head. She took a pair of handcuffs and fastened his arms over his head. She told him to sleep tight and kissed him on the forehead. Then she pushed a button on the vibrator. The look of terror on his face was priceless to her. She walked out closing the door. He laid there unable to stop the throbbing in his body. He felt himself about ready to cum. He couldn't think straight. He was ready to cry. Finally he dozed off only to wake after just a short time. All night it was like that. If only he could stop the throbbing of the vibrator. At seven thirty in the morning Sarah came in. Jim was awake. He couldn't sleep with that infernal device in him. He hadn't slept, hardly at all the entire night. She uncuffed his hands and he sat up on the edge of the bed. "Would you like me to take your little friend out? Did he make your night enjoyable?" "Yes. Take it out. It did not make my night comfortable. I hardly slept." "Bend over. I have to pull the adaptor cord out." He bent over the bed. He didn't feel her take it out. He asked her why she didn't take it out. "You forgot to address me the correct way when you talked to me. So it can stay in a while longer. Now you can get one of your black maids' uniforms on, and don't forget the petticoat, then go make some breakfast for me." He did as he was told. He fried her two eggs the way she liked them and made jelly toast for her along with a glass of orange juice. She ate the breakfast without talking to him. He wanted his usual morning cigarette so bad. After she finished she asked for an ashtray. He thought she was going to let him have a cigarette. She lit one, and when she didn't offer him one he asked for one. "I thought I made it clear. You are going to be a good girl and good girls don't smoke. I have a list made out for you with the things I want you to do today. If you get everything done you may be able to rest tomorrow for a little while. I have some running to do so I won't be in your way. Have fun!" She left him to do the list. On it was the dishes, thoroughly clean house, do laundry, iron laundry, clean windows inside and out. We have an appointment at two so be ready by one thirty. Wear your red mini skirt and blouse you wore last night. He started with the laundry and the started cleaning the house. The huge breasts kept getting in the way. He wondered how a woman could do anything with large breasts like that. He was making her bed when he wanted a cigarette so bad. He looked around the bedroom to see if he could find where she'd put the rest of the carton of cigarettes he'd had. They weren't in her room. He would have to keep his eyes open to see where she was keeping them. He wondered about her. She had never smoked before. Just before noon she returned. He didn't have much done, as it was so hard to walk in those heels. He almost fell going down to the basement for the laundry. She told him to fix her some lunch, which he did. After she ate she lit a cigarette and it almost drove him wild. He wanted one so bad, and all he could do was inhale some of her second-hand smoke. He noticed she had a smirk on her face as she smoked the cigarette. He quickly did the dishes and then went to change his clothes. He was ready to go at one thirty. She drove and soon parked in front of Shear Madness Beauty Salon. Inside he stood there as she told Trudy what she wanted done to him. Trudy asked her a couple of questions and then told him to come over to her chair. She started shaving his head. He wondered what was going on when she left for a minute, only to return with a long black wavy and curly wig. She rubbed some lotion on his head then carefully placed it on his head. He asked what the lotion was for and she told him it was glue to hold the wig in place. Then she started on his face. He felt so tired that all he wanted to do was nap. Soon he was dozing off. The next thing he knew she was shaking his shoulder and telling him to wake up. He woke up and looked in the mirror. He saw his face all made up, and that he had hardly any eye brows. His lips were ruby red and he had dark eye shadow on his eyes. He blinked and saw he now had long eye lashes. He couldn't believe Sarah would have this done to him. He went to rub the sleep out of his eyes and only then noticed he now had very long bright red fingernails. He saw Sarah in the mirror with a look of triumph on her face. He saw his ears were pierced in three places and shiny studs were in place. They left and returned home. They weren't home ten minutes when the doorbell rang. They only got a couple of visitors a year, so he figured it was some kid selling candy or something. He opened the door and his jaw dropped. Standing there were his two sisters, Janice and Tracie. They laughed when they saw him. Finally Janice asked him if he wasn't going to ask them in. They entered and Sarah told him to get them each some soda pops. He went to get them and when he returned Sarah told him she had some papers for him to sign. They all went into the dining room and sat at the table. Sarah started passing papers for him to sign, telling him where to sign. Then she had Janice and Tracie witness his signature. Janice laughed at him as he got up to get Sarah a glass of ice water. Sarah told the girls that he was wearing what he thought looked best on a woman. When the girls asked why he was wearing a skirt and blouse, Sarah told them he'd had an affair with his secretary and now was being punished. The girls couldn't believe he would have an affair. Sarah offered to show them the video but they declined, saying they believed her. Tracie said to Jim, "You deserve everything that has happened to you. How could you cheat on Sarah? I thought you were stronger than that. If I had my way I would get your make up tattooed on!" Sarah said, "That's a great idea. Where can someone get that done?" Tracie told her, "There's a tattoo parlor on Second Street by the old train depot that does it. I understand it isn't expensive but it is a bit painful." "You wouldn't mind a bit of pain to not have to constantly redo your make-up, would you?" she asked him. "I don't know." "I told you how to address me when you are talking or answering me, didn't I?" She hit a button on the vibrator remote. He started to shake and answered, "Yes, mistress!" She left the vibrator on, reminding him that in the future he would remember better if he got a good lesson. Tracie and Janice didn't know what was going on but watched as he shook more and more. They knew he had cum after just a little while. They both laughed out loud as he started to sweat. They both left after telling him he was getting just what he deserved again. They both told him they were disgusted with him. He felt like the world had caved in on him. He thought his sisters would have some pity on him, but he was wrong. They were worse than Sarah. He was glad they were gone. They were gone five minutes when Sarah called him into the living room. He slowly made his way until he was standing in front of her. She sat quiet for at least five minutes before acknowledging his presence. "Now, do you know where you stand here?" "Yes, mistress, I do." "I am not so sure you do. Those papers you signed. Do you know what they were all for?" "No, not all of them. I know one was the title to my car." "It's not your car any more. It is up to me to do with it as I see fit. A maid doesn't ride around in Cadillac. Does she?" "No, I guess not." "Do you know what the other papers were? Did you read any of them?" "No, mistress, I didn't read any of them. What were they for?" "One was a quit claim deed for this house. Another was to terminate your bank accounts and turn them over to me. Another was naming me President of your company and transferring ownership to me. Another was an agreement that you would do whatever I want, whenever I want. It outlined your infidelity and gave me power of attorney over all of your affairs. Then there is the one that has to be filed in court. It legally changes your name from James to Tiffany. Lastly, there is one that says if we get a divorce you do not want anything but your dresses and the rest of your personal things." "So you see you have nothing left but what I give you. You better do as I say or you are out the door with the clothes on your back, that's all." "Yes, mistress, I understand." "Do you have any questions?" "Yes, one that I would like an honest answer to." "What is that?" "Is there a chance we will ever get back to where we were?" "I really don't know. Right now all I can think of is punishing you. Maybe in a month or six months or a year or five years, we can. I just don't know. I wish I could say yes we can, but I really don't know." "I understand." She dismissed him to do his chores, which he didn't even have half done. He saw her leave and wondered what she would do next. He was cleaning the bathroom when she returned. He wouldn't have known she was back, but she called "Tiffany!" He dropped the rag he was using to clean the toilet and went to her. She said, "You were so good, I got you a present." She handed him a bag. He opened it and looked inside and saw it contained a pink patent leather purse. He took it out and said thank you to her. She told him to open it. He opened it and saw it contained some cosmetics and a pink wallet. Also it had three tampons in it. He was afraid to ask what they were for. He thanked her and she told him he was never to go out of the house without it. He heard a noise when he was crunching up the bag and looked deeper in it. There he saw a card which he took out and saw it was conversion pieces to convert pierced earrings to clip-ons. There was something else in the bag too and he took it out. It was a card with two earrings on it. Each was a rather large triangle with a bunch of little bells fastened to it. Sarah told him to give those two cards to her. He was relieved that it was for her not him. She took the earrings off the card and then got two of the adaptors and slid them on the earrings. His face showed shock when she told him to bend forward so she could put them on him. She had them fastened and he felt the heaviness of the weight of the earrings. He heard them tinkle as he moved. Sarah laughed out loud at the look on his face. By seven that night he had half of his chores done. Sarah called him to her. He wondered what she wanted now. "Would you like to take a bath? It would give you a chance to relax." He shook his head yes and listened to the little bells ringing in his ears. He hated those earrings. She told him to go get undressed after she unlocked his shoes. He was in his bedroom when she entered and untied the laces on his corset, and loosened them. She helped him get it off. He took his first deep breath in two days, and it felt like freedom. She laid it on the bed. She had him bend over the bed and she removed the vibrator. He was starting to feel normal again. Completely undressed, they went into the bathroom. Sarah started to rub some lotion all over his body. She told him he would have to wait about ten or fifteen minutes before he could get into the bathtub. She started to run his bath, putting bubble bath in the water. After ten minutes his skin was starting to tingle pretty well. He asked if he could get in the tub, but Sarah told him to wait a little longer. Finally, he was allowed to get in the tub. He luxuriated in the warm water and started to feel like a new person. Sarah had left the room, and he was doing some straight thinking. He knew he had lost just about everything. He wished it hadn't happened, but it did. He didn't think she could do anything else to humiliate him. He had never thought she could be that way. After forty five minutes in the tub Sarah came in and told him it was time to get out. He got out and was surprised to see he had lost all his body hair. Sarah handed him a container of powder and a puff to dab on his body. He then smelled like a bouquet of flowers, but he didn't care. She had him come back into his bedroom and pulled his corset back up on his body. By the time she was satisfied that she had it tight enough, he thought he wouldn't be able to breathe. She had it tighter than the store manager had it. He wondered if his ribs wouldn't break from the pressure. She told him she wouldn't insert his little friend tonight, but he was going to be handcuffed to the bed anyway. She allowed him to pick out what he wanted to wear to bed. He picked a lavender nightgown. She handcuffed his hands to the headboard, but tonight it didn't seem as bad as last night. Tonight he could at least get some sleep. All day, all he had wanted to do was get some rest. In less than five minutes he was asleep. The next morning he was awake early. He lay there thinking about how he had indeed gone on some of those websites and read some of the material and wondered what it would be like to be dominated by a woman. It hadn't been like this at all. At least there wasn't much else Sarah could do to him that would humiliate him any further. He thought about how the manager of the fetish shop told him he must not be much of a man while dressing him, and the manager's laugh. He thought about how his sisters had treated him and it still hurt. He wished he didn't have to wear such short skirts and all that make up. Where did Sarah get the idea he wanted to wear a corset? She'd always been so sweet, when did she become so forceful? How could he show Sarah he was truly sorry for what had happened with him and his secretary? He couldn't come up with any answers. What he really wanted now was his early morning cigarette. Sarah came in and interrupted his thinking. She uncuffed his hands and let him go to the bathroom. He returned to the bedroom and got dressed and went to make Sarah's breakfast. Sarah came in to eat breakfast wearing a pair of his jeans and his favorite Hawaiian shirt. She asked him if he remembered when he was the one wearing the pants in the family. "I don't know. It seems so long ago, mistress." "There are still some things left on your list of things to do yesterday, isn't there?" "Yes, I never thought it would take so long when I first looked at it." "Well, you will have to finish them today." Sarah finished eating and got up and went to the liquor cabinet. He thought she was starting a little early with the drinking but was surprised when she got a pack of cigarettes from the cabinet. He thought, at least now I know where they are. She lit up in front of him. "I'll bet you would like a cigarette right now, wouldn't you?" "Yes, mistress, I would. Can I have one, please?" "No, you are a nice girl, remember? Nice girls don't smoke!" He wished he could have a cigarette but knew she wasn't going to give him one. He started to clean the breakfast dishes so he could get working on the list. In the middle of the morning he heard Sarah on the phone. He only heard her side of the conversation and wondered who she was talking to. He heard her say, "How much does it cost?" "How long does it take?" "Do I need an appointment?" "We'll be there in a half hour." She hung up and told him to go change. She told him to wear his black and yellow mini skirt and his yellow blouse. He went and changed and wondered where they were going. Soon he was in her car and they were on their way. Sarah was humming a tune as she drove. He was shocked when she pulled up in front of a place that had big lightning-style letters that read 'Tattoos'. She said to him "You forgot to put your make up on today. I am doing you a favor and making it so you don't have to worry about that. This is the place your sister told me about yesterday. Come along now, we can't keep the man waiting." They went in and Sarah told the man what she wanted. He went to work on Tiffany. When he was done Sarah pointed to a small rose image on the wall and asked him if he could do that on Tiffany's right ankle. He told her he could and started right away. When he was done he handed Tiffany a mirror and she looked at herself. Her eyes were almost swollen shut but she could see it appeared she was wearing dark eye shadow and her lips were swollen but very red. As they were leaving Sarah noticed the sway in his rear as he walked. She also noticed he was walking better now. She thought, that sway would attract a man a mile away. She wondered what he would do if there was a man. Back at home she told him he could rest for awhile. She brought him an ice pack to put on his eyes. His eyes hurt so much he was ready to accept anything. He was surprised when Sarah brought him a sandwich to eat for lunch. She told him she never thought his eyes would be so swollen from the tattooing. She told him he now had a woman's kissing lips with his lips so swollen. She said it will probably go down but she may want to in the future get his lips enhanced. He shuddered at the thought. He thought to himself, there is nothing else she can do to me. She let him rest, the rest of the day, telling him he had tomorrow afternoon to finish the list. He wondered what she had in mind for tomorrow morning that he couldn't do the list. He heard her on the phone with Julie canceling their tennis match tomorrow morning but keeping the lunch date. He was resting when Sarah came and unlocked his shoes and took them off. He wondered if maybe she was relenting in her punishment of him. The next morning the swelling had all gone down. Sarah uncuffed him and asked him if he wanted to wear a longer skirt today. She had him bend over the bed while she inserted the vibrator in him. He readily agreed to a longer skirt, so Sarah got a bright red blouse with a ton of black ruffles and black lace on it for him to wear. Then she got the multi-colored skirt out for him. She tightened the corset laces some more and he could only take small breaths. He put on his red heels and thought he was ready to go. Sarah handed him a tube and told him to go do his lips. She explained that this was a lip gloss that would make his lips look like fresh paint. He applied it and was surprised at how much his lips glistened from it. He noticed that any movement made the bells on his skirt ring. Between the bells on his skirt and the bells on his earrings he didn't know which he hated more. "Come on, we have to get going!" Sarah said. "Mistress, may I ask where we are going?" "We are going to the office. You have to announce that you turned the business over to me and made me president. You might want to tell them you are going in a different direction with your life." "Please, Mistress, Don't make me do that. I don't want to face them. You can go and make the announcement." "Get your purse and let's get going. If you aren't going to do what I say you might as well get out. Are you coming or are you going?" He grabbed his purse and was crying as he went out the door. In the car she told him to wipe his eyes, that there was tissue in his purse, to stop crying. He wiped his eyes and for the first time noticed a white teddy bear on the side of his purse. At the office Sarah told him there were just enough chairs for the staff so he would have to stand. She told him to stand in the corner and wait to make his announcement. The staff came in and looked at him but didn't immediately recognize him. Sarah started the meeting by announcing, "There have been some major changes made in the structure of this company. Jim, er, Tiffany has an announcement to make. He stepped forward and the bells on his skirt rang and filled the room. He said, "I have sold the company to my wife and named her president. She will fill you in on any changes." He stepped back and Sarah stepped in. She turned toward him and said, "You didn't tell them about why or what you want to do in the future." She hit the button on the remote. "Now, for the present, Martha. You have been the assistant manager here for a number of years. You can take over as CEO and report to me. I will probably stop in a couple of times a week to see how things are going. Tiffany will clean out her desk this morning and you can have that office. Do you think you can handle it?" Martha eagerly said yes. Tiffany's bells started ringing madly. Sarah turned to him and told him to stand still. The whole staff watched as he came the first time. Some of them knew or thought they knew what was happening. He tried to stand still but couldn't. He soon had tears in his eyes. The meeting ended and Sarah turned off the vibrator and had him go clean out his desk. All three including Martha were in the office when Sarah asked her if she had anything to ask or say to Tiffany. Martha said, "This is because of your affair with Sandra your secretary isn't it? I am sure of that. I saw you two kissing here in the office and I thought you were like two teen-agers in heat. It serves you right! If it were me I 'd have your balls cut off and you would never be able to make love to another woman ever again." Sarah smiled when she heard that. It reinforced what she had done to him. He was clearing out his desk and when he came to the sheet with his user name and passwords to different sites on the Internet Sarah grabbed it and put it in her purse. He hoped she would never go on those sites as some were very graphic, and over the line even as far as he was concerned. Finally, after the longest time they were back in the car. Sarah looked at her watch and announced that they only had time enough to meet Julie for lunch. She told him he was going to get a treat and eat lunch out. Sarah pulled into the parking lot just as Julie was getting out of her car. He had asked if he couldn't remain in the car, but Sarah told him she wanted him with her. Besides he needed lunch to keep up his strength. Sarah introduced Julie to Tiffany. Julie laughed when she recognized Jim. "Sarah told me you were having an affair and she knew just how to punish you. I never thought she had it in her to do something like this, but you are getting what you deserve." They went in and sat down. Sarah ordered for both of them and she and Julie were having a lively conversation. "I got him three maid's uniforms and now he is my maid. He liked to see women wearing mini skirts so that is the bulk of his wardrobe. He always said that a woman should dress in ultra-feminine clothes, so that is all he has." He was sitting quietly, not saying anything, when Sarah told him he should join in their conversation. He couldn't think of anything to add to their conversation so he sat mute. He knew by the tone in her voice she meant for him to say something, but he didn't know what to say. Sarah looked at him with a glare and reached into her purse. He didn't know what she was doing but immediately knew when the vibrator started. He tried to sit still but first his earrings started to ring, then his skirt, and he squirmed in his chair. Sarah laughed and told Julie, "He feels so sexy in his pretty clothes that he keeps coming all the time. Of course the remote controlled vibrator up his butt helps." They both laughed, and by now his bells were ringing steadily. He came twice before she turned it off. A lot of the other patrons were looking at him and wondering what was going on. Julie said "You know, Tammy, the woman who comes in twice a week to clean my house has to take some time off in a couple of weeks to have her baby. Maybe I could hire Tiffany to be my maid. What do you think?" Sarah responded, "It's very possible. By then Tiffany should be pretty good at being a maid. I thought you had someone coming in more often than two days a week." "She did, but she had other commitments and had to cut down on when she could come, and I couldn't find anyone else even though I tried. No one wants to be a maid anymore." "Well, I'll keep it in mind and let you know. Tiffany just loves doing the housework. Don't you Tiffany?" Tiffany answered in the affirmative and Sarah smiled. She shut off the vibrator. His bells stopped ringing. They finished their meal and Julie gave both Sarah and Tiffany a kiss on the cheek before leaving. He wondered why Julie would give him a kiss, then decided she saw him as another woman, not as a man anymore. This bothered him a little, that someone else saw him as a woman. How could this really happen? They arrived at home and she told him she was doing some running and reminded him of all the chores he had left to do. She left and he headed for the liquor cabinet for a cigarette. He couldn't find them. She must have moved them. He was desperate for a cigarette. He checked the ashtray for a butt long enough to at least get a puff but couldn't find any in the ashtray. He finally started his chores. He was finished before Sarah got home, and decided to start supper. It was early so he used the slow cooker and made a small beef roast in it with potatoes and carrots. They usually didn't eat until after six anyway and it would be done by that time, so he felt pretty proud of himself. At five thirty Sarah came home and was carrying a bag with her. She looked around the house and said he had done an excellent job on his chores. She smelled supper cooking and told him it smelled delicious. He felt a real sense of pride because she had never ever before told him he'd done anything excellent. "You did such an excellent job I have a present for you. Come into the living room and I'll help you with it. He went into the living room, and when she pulled something out of the bag he didn't know what it was. "This is a chastity belt. Maids don't need that thing hanging between her legs so we might as well get it out of the way. The manager at the fetish store told me all about chastity belts and I picked this one especially for you. The manager is being divorced from his wife and he gave me a twenty-five per cent discount for being such a good customer. I could really go for him. He is all man!" He watched as she put a battery in the belt. He wondered why it needed a battery but didn't ask her. He figured she wouldn't tell him anyway. She slid the belt up his legs and pulled his penis toward the back. When he heard the click he knew it was locked on. "When I give you a nice present the least you can do is thank me for thinking so much of you. Aren't you glad I am helping you become more and more like a good maid?" "Thank you for thinking of me and giving me such a nice present, Mistress." "The way you said that I don't believe you really mean it. Here take two of these pills I got for you. I am thinking of everything, you will soon see." He didn't like the way she said that and wondered what was going to happen next. Every time he thought there wasn't anything else she could do to him, she came up with some other thing that made things worse. They were eating supper when the pills started to work. He felt himself getting hard, and as his penis grew he felt a strong shock in his penis. "I see the pills and chastity belt are working. The look on your face is priceless. The pills were Viagra, and the chastity belt whenever it senses pressure gives an electrical shock to your penis. Those two pills should give you something to remind you that you are not a man any longer." She laughed and he felt miserable. He hoped he wouldn't get a shock again but then felt himself growing hard again. He tried his hardest to stop it but couldn't. He got a stronger shock than before. He was almost ready to cry. Many times that evening he experienced pain. He was crying openly by bedtime. He wondered how he was going to sleep when he went to bed. He fell asleep and only woke up once to pain in his groin. When he woke up the next morning he wondered what the day had in store for him. At breakfast Sarah told him he could start over on his list of things to do. She left to play tennis with Julie and he was working on the chore list. Today it was going faster because there wasn't so much to do. The windows didn't need cleaning yet so he passed on them. He was really breezing along. He was developing a system now and was pretty happy with how things were going. He even took a break and had a cup of instant coffee. As he was sipping his coffee he thought about where he was at. It wasn't really bad being a maid he decided. It took no brain work and the work wasn't strenuous after you developed a system. He was glad in a way that he didn't have to make those decisions he had to make at the office. He wondered what Sarah would have for him when she got home today. He started to do some real thinking, and he figured eventually she was going to divorce him. In a way, the way things were going, it wouldn't be the worse thing, he thought. He'd hoped things would get back to normal, but right now that looked like a long shot. The phone rang, and it was Sarah telling him that there would be a third person for supper that night. After he hung up he decided to make his chicken specialty. He started the oven so it would pre-heat and got the chicken out. He spread his famous mixture all over the bird and put it in a roaster. She might think she had him down but he wasn't out. Sarah came in about four thirty and told him to put his red maid's outfit on. She said with company coming it was important he look his best. She handed him a pin to pin on it. The pin read 'Tiffany' in bright gold letters. He was changing and wondering who was coming for supper. He really didn't care. He thought it was probably someone she was going to use to humiliate him some more. He decided whoever it was he wasn't going to let it bother him anymore. He was just going to do his job and let the chips fall where they may. A little after five the doorbell rang. He answered it. Standing there was the manager of the fetish shop where his uniforms and all the other items had come from. He asked him to come in. He took his coat and hung it nicely in the closet. He asked him if he wanted a drink before supper and quickly made an old fashioned for him. He watched as Sarah came in the room and put her arms around his neck and gave him a big kiss. He should have felt jealous but he didn't. It didn't affect him. He wondered if he hadn't fallen out of love with his wife. At supper he was praised for his cooking skills. Sarah even said she hadn't had that good a meal in a long, long time. After supper he was just finishing cleaning up when Sarah asked for a glass of ice water. He took it in to her and saw her blouse was off and her lover was playing with her breasts. He set the glass down and left as if it was the most natural thing in the world. He went to bed at his usual time. The two lovers' were still in the living room and he didn't care. He was sleeping when something woke him up. It was a noise from Sarah's room. She was shrieking, like he heard once when they had made love. He rolled over and went back to sleep. The next morning he was up early and had two cups of coffee before Sarah called. He went to her, and she told him to make four pieces of jelly toast and two glasses of orange juice and bring it in as soon as it was ready. When it was ready he took it into the bedroom. It was as he suspected. They were both naked and Sarah had that look on her face. He set the tray down and left. He knew he should feel offended but he didn't. He didn't care anymore. The two of them left a while later without as much as a word to him. It was just as well. He kept busy doing some odd housework and knew that when Sarah came home she would probably have something to say to try to bait him or get a reaction from him. He was resolute that she wouldn't get any reaction from him. He was surprised when Sarah came in and Julie was with her. They went into the living room and he heard Julie say to Sarah, "I don't care. If I am going to hire someone I want to make sure they want to work for me. I don't want anyone who doesn't want to be there working for me." Shortly after Sarah called him into the living room and said, "Julie has a proposal for you. I want you to listen to her and give her an honest answer." Julie started, "I need a maid. I am proposing to hire you full-time as a maid. Our house is probably twice as large as yours. There is a bedroom you can have and I feel you can have Tuesdays and Sundays off. The work won't be easy as we entertain often. Brian, my husband, makes good money, so we are willing to pay you $600 a week and room and board. Are you interested?" He didn't even wait to answer, "Of course I am. I will be the best maid you ever saw." "Can you move your stuff tomorrow?" "I don't even know where you live and I don't have a car or any money." "Our gardener has a trailer and I know I can have him come and get the stuff and you." "That sounds good to me. I can be ready whenever, tomorrow." "Sarah tells me she will give me all the keys and controls to the toys and your shoes. It doesn't make any difference to me what you wear during the day but when we are entertaining I expect you to wear your red uniform." Sarah said, "You can give his pay to me. I'll take care of it for him." Julie retorted, "No, he gets his pay. He can spend it as he sees fit. You may have changed him but I insist that he gets what he has earned." Sarah didn't argue with her. Sarah knew Julie could entrench herself, and arguing could impede their friendship. So she agreed that he could keep his pay. Julie told him, "If you have my house looking as good as you have this one, there will be no problem. You are doing a great job." He blushed at the compliment. He was dismissed by Sarah and returned to finish some cleaning he'd been doing when they arrived. He didn't hear Julie leave but soon Sarah came in. "It sure didn't take you long to decide to take that job. Don't you like it here?" "It's OK here but now there isn't much to do. Everything is clean and all it takes is a quick clean to make it stay that way." "Are you forgetting how to address me?" "No, I am not. I am addressing you the way you deserve to be addressed." "What do you mean by that?" "Well. When I cheated on our marriage, you thought I was close to being a felon, but when you cheat you think it's all right. I wonder about your double standard." "There is a difference. You hid what you were doing, I didn't." "You mean if I had brought my secretary here while you were home, it would have been OK?" "No, you know what I am talking about. I was only showing you what you did to me!" "What about what you did to me! How do you explain that?" "At first I was just going to divorce you, and then I thought about punishing you. In a divorce you wouldn't be punished enough. Now I can't think of any other ways to punish you except keeping you as a maid forever. You are not going to get rich working for Julie and as I see it there isn't much else you can do. Besides, Mel was more of a man in bed than you ever were." "Well, right now you don't seem much of a woman to me. You seem to be one of those people who get so caught up in punishing someone that you can't think straight." Sarah turned and walked away from him. She went to her bedroom and sat on the bed. She was shaking, and thinking that now she had done everything she could think of to punish him. She didn't think there was any way except to have him surgically turned into a woman. Maybe that is what she should do. He knew he had gotten to her. He felt a sense of extreme happiness that finally he had found a chink in her armor. He was now sure the only answer was a divorce. He knew she would go for it. He was sure of that. That night she didn't cuff his hands or anything. He slept peacefully for the first time in a long time. Before he fell asleep he thought about how it seemed so very long ago that he was a total man. He didn't care about much anymore. The next morning he stayed in bed and listened to Sarah get her own breakfast. He chuckled that he wasn't the one getting it for her. He heard her leave and got up and got dressed. He started to pack his clothes. He used all of their suitcases, and had to get two boxes from the garage. He was ready when Julie called that the gardener would be there in an hour. He thought about packing his men's clothes but decided he would have no use for them. Sarah can give them to Mel or whoever, he didn't care anymore. The gardener arrived with a trailer, and when they had everything in place they left. He took one last look at the house as they pulled away. It was like leaving a bad dream. He had mixed emotions about all of this. When the gardener pulled into the driveway at Julie's house he was amazed at how big the house was and how beautiful everything looked. The gardener helped him get his belongings into the house and in the room Julie showed him as being his. He looked at the room, and saw it was done in a pastel blue with everything in a shade of blue. He got everything put away and piled his suitcases in the large walk-in closet. Then he went to find Julie. Julie was having a cup of coffee. She asked him if he wanted a cup and he said he did. She told him where the cups were, and he got a cup and sat down by her. "Now, to get things straight. I am not into punishment. If you do a job like you did at your house I'll be very happy." "It's not my house; Sarah had me sign everything over to her, the house, my car, my business and my bank accounts. She took everything I have, saying she would get it all in a divorce anyway." "I wasn't aware of that. You do know in a divorce things are usually split down the middle, don't you?" "Well, she had seen a lawyer and had him draw up all kinds if papers including one that says I get nothing in a divorce. She even had one that changed my name to Tiffany and one that gave her power of attorney over all aspects of my life. I am surprised she let me come to work for you." "I was surprised when she gave me some keys to unlock you if I wanted to. What's all the things locked on you?" "My shoes are all locking ones, and she put a chastity belt on me that's locked. I don't think the corset is locked but I can't get it off by myself." "Your uniform looks a little loose, so you don't need the corset. If you want to take it off I can help you. If I have the key to the chastity belt you can get that off also." She produced the keys and soon he had the chastity belt off. She looked at it and told him she had never seen one, and he explained how it worked and the pain it produced. She unbuttoned the back of his uniform and untied the laces and loosened them to where he thought he could get the corset off. She handed him all the keys Sarah had given her and told him if he wanted to work in his stocking feet he could, but when they had company he would have to wear shoes. He thanked her and told her that with his first paycheck he was going to get some regular shoes with low heels. He finished his coffee and asked where the cleaning stuff was, that he wanted to get started. Julie told him she would give him a tour of the house and show him where everything was, and what rooms needed to be clean at all times. They finished the tour and he went to his room to get out of the corset. It felt so deliciously nice to be able to take a deep breath. He started cleaning their main living room. It took him the rest of the day to get it where he thought it should be. He took a break to start supper in a slow cooker. He made a small beef roast with potatoes and carrots. He was amazed at the size of the rooms. You could put three of the rooms in his former house into one room here. He was enjoying the ability to take deep breaths. This was going to be all right, and he was free of Sarah and her ways of humiliating him. He finished the main living room a little before supper was to be served. Julie told him they liked to eat at six so he wanted to have it ready by then. At precisely six he called them to eat. There was a short counter in the kitchen with a stool that he figured was where he ate. Julie and Brian were seated when Julie called him in. She told him that when there was just the three of them he could eat with them. He was ecstatic. They were treating him like a member of the family. After supper he cleaned the dishes and then went to see if there was anything else for him to do. She told him that the rest of the night was his to do as he wished. Brian said, "This room has never looked so perfect. You did a bang-up job on it. I was afraid to sit down because I might make a mess or something." He left the room after thanking Brian for the nice compliment. He was swelling with pride. He got to his room and saw there was a television in it. He turned it on and watched some shows. It was so nice to sit in a recliner and watch in peace and comfort. The next morning when Brian came for breakfast he had made Brian's eggs the way Julie had told him Brian liked them, and had strawberry jam on his toast his bacon crisp the way he liked it. Brian thanked him for the delicious breakfast, and he was ready to start cleaning after he filled the dishwasher and wiped the table. Julie had told him she was going out for the day, so he had the whole place to himself. By noon he had two more rooms done, and he had a bowl of soup for lunch. After lunch he resumed his cleaning. When Julie returned, the two of them toured where he had cleaned that day. In every room Julie oohed and aahed. She told him that he was doing a fantastic job. They were in the dining room enjoying a cup of coffee when the phone rang. Julie answered it and told him it was some man for him. He took the phone and when he answered it he immediately recognized Sarah's voice. Sarah told him she was going to sue for divorce and he wasn't getting anything. She said he was going to be a maid for the rest of his life. Then she started laughing. He slammed the receiver down on the phone. Julie with a look of concern on her face asked what it was. He told her it was Sarah and what she had said. Julie felt real compassion for him, telling him not to worry, that he was free of her in either case. She also said this was a side of Sarah she never knew existed. She talked to him as a real friend. He calmed down and told her he appreciated that she had gotten him out of the house. He thanked her for the job and she told him she should be thanking him, as she couldn't find anyone who would work as a maid. She said there was one thing he could do that she noticed. He felt bad when she told him that his dark eye shadow was for evening wear out, not for daytime wear. On the verge of tears, he said, "I can't change it. Sarah had it tattooed on me along with the lipstick and the pink in my cheeks, which she called my blush marks. She always liked to see me blush when she did something to me." "I can't believe Sarah would do something like that! She must have been crazy at the time." "No, she knew what she was doing. She decided to divorce me when she had the proof I was having an affair. Then she decided to do anything and everything she could think of to punish me. I lost all sense of reason when she put me into that first dress. I should have walked out and let the chips fall where they may but I didn't. I thought there was a chance things could return to normal. Then she kept me off balance with everything she did. I worried more about learning to walk in the high heels than worrying about where all of this was heading." "Well you have my sympathy. If you want the rest of the day off you can have it. It will give you a chance to think things out." "No, it will be better if I'm busy. I don't expect to get anything anyway, and just to be totally free of her is worth every penny she got from me." He got busy and soon felt better. He was thankful for Julie and her caring about him. He thought about when he had first met her, He didn't care for her then, but she is completely different now than when they first met. The next morning as he was cleaning, the doorbell rang. He answered it and a man asked if he was Tiffany Anne Toomey. When he said he was, the man handed him an envelope and walked away. He opened it and saw it was the divorce summons. It was for three weeks down the road. He showed the papers to Julie who looked at them closer than he did. Julie couldn't believe that the reason for the divorce was that he was living as a woman now. They both laughed at that. Julie said, "She must be hurting for a reason. She is the one who put you in a dress, after all!" "Yes, but she can't use my infidelityas grounds for divorce because she was unfaithful to our wedding vows also. She's the type that won't use incompatibility, because then she would have to admit she made a mistake. She is pretty tight on the fact that she doesn't make mistakes." "You can fight this you know. I am not sure but I think you can get something out of her. I don't care if you did sign a paper that you didn't want anything in a divorce. A good lawyer probably could get that thrown out and get you something." "There are two things. First, I don't have any money to pay a lawyer, and second, I am just glad to be totally rid of her. She can have everything because I know it won't be enough for her and she will destroy herself trying to get more." That night at supper Julie was telling Brian about the divorce papers. He suggested two lawyers who worked together that he said were the best in the area. He said their names were Tom Watson and Ralph Theobald. Tiffany told him he didn't have any money to pay for a lawyer, and besides he was willing to let Sarah have everything. Brian dropped the subject, then told him that the house never looked so shiny and nice. Julie said that if Brian noticed, it was something, because he never noticed when they had the cleaning lady come. Tiffany was super-impressed that he would say something like that. Two nights later on Saturday evening they had about twenty people over for supper. Julie