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Maid to Please
I was thirty years old happily married and yet frustrated as I had a
desire to cross dress on a more permanent basis but my day to day life
tended to prevent it.
I joined a web based dating service that specialised in the unusual and
having shared my profile and my desire to become feminised in a
controlled environment it happened.
You see I am practical in terms of all manner of DIY and am a handy cook
and good at housework.
It occurred to me that a lesbian couple with an interest in fem dom
might enjoy feminising a man and having him serve them as a maid. What
I needed was a wealthy couple who would both benefit from and enjoy a
maid.
Liz and Charlie made contact with me. They were young, rich and
beautiful both stunning women who could have any man but preferred women
and found men clumsy, arrogant and possessive.
They were looking for a maid and I explained all I required was board
and lodging and someone to build up a feminine wardrobe and take an
interest in my feminisation. In return they would have a live in maid,
never have to cook, wash, clean and most DIY would be done. So a 6
month trial was agreed.
So basically instead of cooking and washing they had to think, plan and
instigate my feminisation.
They lived in a large house near London. I had not said anything to
anyone and simply left my old life. Another missing person. I arrived
in jeans and coat. They were actually womens jeans with a high small
waist and underneath I wore my girdle which gave me more of a feminine
figure with my penis tucked back. I wore silicon breast forms. I had a
large overcoat which covered the fact that I was also wearing a purple
silk blouse and wore knee length womens boots under my jeans. This
outfit basically meant I could go about in public as apparently male
whilst wearing mainly female clothes. I had often used it for shopping
and other trips and it always gave me quite a turn on.
The house was large and private. I approached with considerable tension
having caught a bus to the local town and walked from there. Liz opened
the door and eyed me up and down. I handed her my coat and she smiled
at my clothing saying we matched. She was very attractive and wore dark
purple leather trousers tightly tailored about the waist with a shiny
silk blouse also in purple. Her waist was encircled by a shiny chrome
belt some 6" wide and this was slightly concave to suit her slim waist
shape and yet appeared tight. I was intrigued to see that the belt was
secured with a small padlock which dangled at the front. She had boots
on under the trousers and the flair of the trousers more or less covered
the stiletto heel and foot. Her long dark hair was beautifully layered
and curled. Her dark eyes were made up with a hint of purple and she
wore expensive but plain white gold jewellery. Her nails were quite
long and exquisitely finished in shiny purple polish. I fell in love
with her at first sight but then that was not the point of my visit and
certainly she would remain out of bounds in that regard. This only made
me want her more.
She gave me a tour of the house and took me to my room. This was large
and decorated in pale pinks with cream carpet. She said that first she
wanted to make me more suited to the role and told me to go and take a
bath in the large on-suite.
I was drying myself off when she returned with various bags and boxes.
First, she led me to two leather wrist cuffs that dangled from chains
which disappeared into the ceiling. She attached these to my wrists and
I noticed similar ankle cuffs and chains secured to the floor. I spread
my legs obligingly and she applied these too. I realised that I was
handing power and control to her and did not know when this would be
returned. She explained that effectively I was now her slave and
prisoner and she and Charlie would now start to prepare me for service.
She placed a rubber ball in my mouth and said I should ensure this was
on top of my tongue. It was mounted to a belt and she attached this
tightly behind me crushing my lips to my teeth. She started to pump
something attached to the ball filling my mouth so that I could only
make mmmmm noises. She said speaking was not necessary and some of the
procedures might hurt a little and she did not want any undue fuss.
I heard a whirling noise and realised my arms were being raised. I was
lifted from my feet and held dangling. This was a strain on my arms and
I was raised further until the feet chains were tight so effectively
stretched. I mmmed a bit at the tension and knew this position hurt a
little and that the pain would increase the longer I was held in it.
She left the room for a while. She returned with Charlie who welcomed
me. Charlie was dressed in a maroon rubber cat suit with small
obviously corseted waist and high platform heels. She had red hair and
long nails again to match her maroon outfit. She and Liz kissed in
front of me and caressed each others beautiful bodies.
Liz explained that their objective was to take a slightly overweight,
ugly and unfashionable male and turn him into a beautiful female maid
who would serve them until they decided otherwise.
By this time my member was bolt upright. Liz tapped it and said that
will have to go. She took a syringe and injected it into my penis. It
slowly started to droop and I lost all feeling. She explained that she
had injected it with local anaesthetic. I saw an oval stainless steel
tube about ?" diameter and 3" long. Liz explained she would first
insert a small tube up my penis to keep it clear and allow me to urinate
until the procedure. She explained that the oval steel tube had sharp
teeth inside it which would allow the tube to pass over my penis but
would not allow it to be removed. The teeth acted like a ratchet.
Well she said, you can remove it but it would pull your penis off with
it as the teeth will lay flat during insertion but will start to dig in
if the tube is pulled the other way. She said not to worry though as
she would also add some glue to ensure a firm bond and to stop the teeth
pulling into my flesh. Next she injected my pelvis each side so that
that also went numb. She pushed my balls up into my body cavities. She
then took a needle and proceeded to add two stitches below my balls so
that they could not drop back to their normal position. She said that
might hurt a bit once the local wore off. They proceeded to wax remove
my hair. This was rather painful but I could not move much nor
complain. After this they sponged me down and rubbed scream to calm my
skin.
I was left to dangle for ? hour and by this time I was worn out from the
dangling and stretching. They returned spraying some sweet perfume at
me afterwards. They produced some silicon breast forms and proceeded to
glue these into position. They were about a C, I estimated, and they
bounced realistically once attached. To avoid a mess, she produced a
butt plug. She said this would control my toilet timing and add to my
sexual frustration. I felt some lubrication and the plug was duly
inserted. She said she was staring small although it seemed quite tight
to me. Liz produced a corset which was unusual in that it only laced at
the back. She placed this around me. It was leather, shiny and black.
She said it would pull my waist down from 32" to 27" and might feel a
bit tight to begin with. It supported and enclosed my breasts and went
partly down my upper legs. She explained it was a discipline corset and
would help me get used to corseting and lose weight. She said this
particular design doubled as a mini dress and would have the added
advantage of restricting my leg movement so training me to take smaller
steps. She said I needed to get down to 140lbs, a 56lb reduction.
The corset was laced. This took time. Special belts were used to help
pull me in and I felt thoroughly restricted.
Both women pulled on the laces and my body arched between the
restraints.
They proclaimed I was down to 28" when I thought I was being cut in two.
Don?t worry they said we need to let you settle. Liz helpfully pierced
my ears to take my mind off the corset and Charlie went about plucking
my eyebrows into a pleasing high arched feminine shape standing on a
chair to do so.
They left me for a while and came back to continue pulling in the
corset. It?s done, they proclaimed, 27". Mmmm I replied. I noticed
that they were fiddling with something behind me and tugging some more.
Charlie explained that the end of my penis tube had a lace attached to
it and when pulled up and back through the corset back it pulled my
penis right back and also they explained as the lace ran through the end
of the butt plug would hold that firmly in place too. They explained
that the tube from my penis also passed through the corset so I could
pee sitting down without removing the corset. The glue on the penis
tube would stop it pulling off and so also stop the teeth from engaging.
A custom made metal belt similar to Liz?s was produced and secured
around my waist. It was padlocked in place and meant that all corset
and penis cord knots were securely out of reach behind it.
They released my feet to add some stockings attached to the garters and
added some knee length boots with 4" stiletto heels.
I was released from my bonds and led to a chair and a mirror. I was
secured to the chair by wrist, ankle and waist restraints. Hair
extensions were added to my hair and it was styled. My gag was removed
and I was subjected to electrolysis to remove my beard. This took both
of them working for at least two hours. I was made up. I was fitted
with long square artificial nails with strong long lasting acrylic
adhesive. The nails were finished in gloss red to match my lips they
said. Once released, jewellery was added in the form of rings and
bangles and they attached a wide leather collar around my neck and
padlocked it in place with a small chrome padlock.
They gave me a drink and some tablets. Aspirin to reduce the pain from
my now throbbing penis and groin area. They also gave me other pills to
stop testosterone production and provide estrogen they explained. They
led me to a mirror and I saw an unfamiliar form looking back at me.
Definitely more female than male. The corset mini dress looked good. I
noticed a name outlined in metal letters above one breast, Priya. Oh
yes they said that was my name now and hoped that I like it.
I could walk by taking small steps and I felt stiff and restricted. I
am sure my penis was attempting to grow but of course it was well and
truly trapped so I just felt a dull pain.
Then I yelped in pain and grasped my neck. Charlie explained that both
she and Liz could shock me remotely to induce my good behaviour and co-
operation. They explained that if I passed the boundaries of the house
gardens then I would be automatically shocked until I went back within
the boundary.
They said they were slightly concerned that as I was stronger than them
I could still over power them and so needed to reduce my movements a
little more. They added some leg irons, like large handcuffs to my
ankles. These had an 18" chain and also restricted my movement. This
had a further chain which they attached up my dress to my penis tube. I
heard the click of another padlock. This served two purposes. When I
walked I felt a slight tug on my penis and at the same time the ankle
chain was held off the ground. They then attached a small leather belt
just above and around each elbow. These were attached by a further
chain behind my back and pulled my elbows together. Not right together,
just enough to keep my arms by my side and restrict the movement in my
arms to be mainly that or my fore arms. They pointed out that the chain
could be lengthened or shortened to alter my mobility.
They ordered tea and said they would be waiting in the lounge for it to
be served. I tottered around the kitchen aware of my heels, the
stiffness of my body, reduced movement and the long nails took a bit of
getting used to. I was very aroused by my own outfit. Whilst preparing
tea I tried to feel my penis but I could not reach up the corset dress
and so just had to accept the dull ache from my waist down. I was
rather turned on by the whole experience but this just seemed to cause a
degree of discomfort as my penis was trapped backwards in its steel
tube. I served their tea an after I had tidied the kitchen I could go to
bed.
Bed was not quite as I imagined. Basically to ensure their own privacy
they had decided to keep me in bondage at bed time so they knew exactly
where I was.
After tea they took me up to bed. Tonight they said I would be secured
simply as I had had a busy day already and needed some sleep. They
guided me to a padded bench. They removed my boots and replaced them
with boots with an 8" heel which effectively pointed my toes. I could
certainly not hope to walk in these. They explained that this was part
of me getting used to high heels as it would keep my toes pointed at
night. The gag was applied. I lay on the bench and my hands were
secured above my head in broad leather straps. My ankles were similarly
secured. I then heard clicking. I realised I was being stretched.
When suitably tensioned they removed my steel waist belt and replaced it
with a 6 inch wide nylon belt. This had a metal attachment and I
realised it was like the ones on the side of lorries which allow you to
thread the belt through and then tighten on a ratchet as much as you
wish. They placed this around my already constricted waist and
ratcheted it down another inch. This they said would speed my waist
reduction and elongate my waist at the same time. It did not hurt but
felt like an iron grip. They wished me a pleasant nights sleep. They
said the tension would stretch me slightly and take the pressure off my
restricted waist. How thoughtful.
I got a fitful nights sleep.
I was woken up at 6 am released, remade up and boots exchanged and metal
belt and chains replaced and my duties started. I delivered breakfast
in bed. Washing, cleaning, cooking, etc. I could eat what I wanted but
soon discovered it was best not to eat too much as the corset caused
stomach pain and I just could not swallow that well. They said that
this would make it easier for me to diet. Every other night I was
allowed to bath although my penis was still rigidly secured in its
prison. They removed my false breasts during bathing but suction cups
were applied to my nipples and then larger cups to my breasts to
encourage the skin to stretch and fill out.
The process of corseting always followed.
The night time bondage was varied. One night I was tied with my wrists
palms together behind me. My elbows were then roped tight together and
securely tied. I was stood against a post. They securely tied rope
around my ankles and then this rope was looped around the post. This
was repeated below my knees, above my knees and tightly around my waist.
All these ropes were also passed around the post so I was trapped
against the post from the waist down. A rope was then attached to that
holding my hands and this was pulled up over a pulley. The more they
pulled the more my upper body was forced forward. They stopped in a
tensioned position which I thought would grow increasingly painful as
the night wore on. Nonetheless I thought they were kind to stop where
they did as there was scope to increase the tension and make the
position more severe. They added the ball gag. Then they placed a
leather hood over my head and laced that tightly in place. Then they
raised my arms another 3 or 4 ? which placed me under extreme tension
and immediately in some pain. I could say nothing as the gag held my
mouth firmly shut. I mmm?d a protest and they obviously had another
rope attached to my hood which they also pulled forcing my head back and
only adding to my woes. Goodnight, sweet dreams they said. When
released the following morning I was not in a good state.
Every month I was introduced to a corset 1" smaller at the waist than
the last. They told me that my torso was also shrinking at the rate of
about ?" per month. The dieting was having a significant impact on my
weight and the new smaller corsets were not especially uncomfortable.
After 6 months I was down to 21" waist size and had a voluptuous figure.
My hips and butt had filled out somewhat with the hormone treatment and
my bosom was naturally a B cup with pleasing nipples owing both to the
hormones and the suction cups.
I had progressed to 5 ?" heels and was totally at ease with them. I
think my weight loss actually made stiletto heels easier as there was
simply less weight to carry and my muscles had also strengthened to suit
high heels. I noticed at bath time when without heels briefly it
actually strained my calf muscles slightly which had clearly started to
permanently adjust to the heels.
At six months they told me to go and sit at a desk. They applied the
gag and also tied both feet and my waist to the chair.
They said they had decided to keep me on as I was an obedient maid. I
immediately felt the pain of a shock and jerked about. They handed me a
pen and invited me to sign several documents to avoid further shocking.
I complied.
I was signing my identity and legal sex change forms, a medical waiver
and an employment contract although I did not realise it at the time. I
was now Priya Mistery.
That night I was driven to a special hospital for further treatment. I
awoke strapped to my bed. Liz and Charlie were there and explained some
48 hours had passed during which I had been subjected to various medical
procedures. There said the total cost had been ?30,000 so at my income
of ?5,000 per annum it would be 6 years before I would be out of debt.
There said I looked as if I had gone ten rounds with Mike Tyson. My
chin had been made pointed and feminine. My nose had been reduced. My
eye sockets had been rounded off and my forehead skin stretched to
remove wrinkles and also raise my eye brows. I had been given breast
implants to size D but was assured these should still grow further under
the hormone treatment and I had been castrated. I had also been given a
trachea shave to remove my Adams apple and my teeth had been
straightened and treated to perfection.
I remained corseted during this period and still wore 8" heels. The
corset was however a much shorter affair to allow my breast augmentation
to heal albeit pulled in to 20" at the waist. My penis remained stuck
in its stainless steel prison. I wore tight elasticated knickers which
served to hold my penis back and also retain the ever present butt plug.
I wore my first bra which supported my new breasts up perfectly.
After 4 weeks recuperation I was allowed to dress in a short leather
mini skirt and matching burgundy silk blouse. I was given a short denim
cut jacket but in burgundy suede.
I was made up and taken to a mirror. I was now decidedly feminine with
a figure to die for and a beautiful sculpted face.
After this, Liz and Charlie took often took me shopping and we spent a
fortune buying up all sorts of outfits from fetish to sexy to casual to
glamorous. They included a sequinned dress in gold that clung to my
fabulous new figure.
They both said that they now fancied me but had decided to retain my
penis to add a difference and to ensure they did not actually fall in
love with me or cause a strain on their own relationship.
I was still bound at night. During the day my dress varied and
sometimes was allowed to be a guest at their parties not just a maid.
Occasionally for fun they would lace me into an 18" discipline corset
and leave me bound in some stressed position or attach my old chains in
a severe way to see how I got on.
I was a grateful and happy maid. I was pleased and they were pleased.
I was maid to please.
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