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The Maid's Room By Sissy Maid Cuckold Sissiemaidcuckold2@yahoo,com I was looking forward to my two week vacation as I got home from work that Friday. A car I did not recognize sat in the driveway and when I entered the house nobody seemed to be there. As I walked through the house I could hear noises coming from the bedroom but the door was closed. When I opened the door I was met with the shock of my life. There on the bed was my wife and a black man locked in a deep embrace fondling each other. My "what the hell..." was met by a very stern look from my wife and a "Get the hell out of here, what is wrong with you invading my privacy, get your ass down the hall and don't bother me again". Not knowing why, I did as I was told and retreated to the far end of the house and waited. As I did I could only see the image of my wife, Brenda making out with the black Man. He was very fit and gave me the impression he would not take any lip. I thought about why I was standing there in my own home as my wife was cheating on me in our bedroom. I wondered why I had done as she said and begun to understand I was not man enough to go back in there and confront her. But after a few moments my curiosity got the best of me. I convinced myself it was a test or a joke and they were laughing it up so I quietly worked my way back to the bedroom and stood outside the door listening. As I did I heard my wife groaning and begging him to "Fuck me faster, please, faster, harder..." My god, they were really having sex in our bedroom and my wife knew I was home and she did not care. I felt very small and weak and listened until she came, then hurried back to the other end of the house and hid in a closet. As I did I once again wondered what kind of wimp I was. It was not long and I could hear muffled voices heading my way and then the door closing and a car leaving. I came out of the closet and meekly worked my way to my wife. When I saw her I said, "What was going on in there?" She snapped at me once again and said, "It's none of your business what was going on. It's my bedroom and you have NO business barging in on me. When my door is closed you are to stay out. That is so rude; you are going to be sorry you showed no manners, you're on my list now." I retorted, "What do you mean your room, we are married, it's our room". I got another look from Brenda that seared right through me and an even stronger reply, "Our room? What the hell do you mean, our room? This house belongs to me, not you. I owned this house before we were married, you moved into my house and you live here by my grace. You have really pissed me off. Just so you learn, whose house this is and so you learn some manners and respect for me you will be reassigned to a new room for now and if you don't get with the program real quick you will be reassigned out of the house for good, do you understand?" Man she was mad. I could see I was digging a deeper hole by the second so I backed up and said, "I am sorry I made you mad, I will try to show more respect and manners, but do I have to sleep in the guest room?" Brenda calmed a bit and said, "No you will not be staying in the guest room, that is for guests and you are not a guest, you will stay in the maid's room until further notice." The maid's room had been a mystery to me and every time I brought it up Brenda got mad so I avoided it. She had taken one of the bedrooms and turned it into a maid's room as she called it, saying we were going to have a maid one day and she wanted the room to be ready. It was decorated quite feminine with drawings and statues of maids thought out it. The bed was rather small, but even stranger were the items of clothing she had been collecting for the maid to wear. I could not imagine why she would do this, how likely was it the maid would be the correct size or was she going to hire a maid to fit the clothes, it all seemed so strange to me. I resigned myself to spending a night or two in the maid's room and hoped this would all blow over. I was still taken aback by the idea she was making love to a black man in our bedroom and I was the one in trouble. As I turned and started to leave, she called me back and told me to sit pointing at the floor in front of her. Like a robot I walked over and sat on the floor looking up at her. In a calm, but no nonsense voice she stared at me and said, "I am very displeased with you. Your rudeness in interrupting me is just the last straw in a number of events and we are going to address them right now. You need to learn respect for me and my house and until you do you are near 'persona non grata' so be careful what you do, little boy. You have two weeks vacation and you're going to spend it proving to me you are worthy of my time and attention. If you do not when the two weeks are up, I am going to ask you to leave. So pay attention to what I have to say. You will take the maid's room as your own and sleep there and stay there when you are not being useful to me or my house. You will not enter my bedroom other than when you make my bed each morning or clean it or put my clothes away. If the door is closed you will knock three times lightly and wait for a response, if you do not get a response go away and come back in a hour and try again. You are not to enter when the door is closed unless I tell you to enter, do you understand?" "Yes," I replied. "And that's another thing", she said, "You are entirely too familiar and don't show me enough respect personally. I am not your property, so you are to address me as Ms. Brenda from now on and that goes too when you refer to me before others, you will refer to me as Ms. Brenda. Now fix me dinner, not you, just me, I want you to understand who wears the pants in this house." I replied, "Yes Ms. Brenda" and felt knots forming in my stomach. I was mortified and excited all at the same time. I thought about my feelings and what she said as I went to the kitchen to prepare her dinner. I felt as though I could not resist her yet wondered, why I was doing these things and putting up with her tone. I fixed her a nice dinner and was instructed how she wanted me to wait on her and stand against the wall with head bowed as she ate. When dinner was finished I was told to clean up and do the dishes. She then called me to the living room where she was watching TV and told me to give her a foot massage and then to go to bed. As I was leaving I thought I better ask permission to go to her bedroom to get my night clothes so I did. I was returned a look that caused fear for asking it. She then said, "Are you really that stupid? I told you could enter my room when the door was open to clean it or make my bed. I really don't think you will make it through the two weeks, maybe you should leave now." Tears begun to flow from my eyes, I felt so defeated and down. What was I doing so wrong to bring this on myself? She saw my tears and said, "Yes you probably should cry, it is more your nature to cry about things. No, you can not go and get your clothes; you are not to take any men's clothing at all into the maid's room. That would spoil the decor and I wont have it. You will remove your clothes right now right here and you can wear whatever you find to wear in the maid's room, nothing else or you can get out right now, I am not playing games with you, is that perfectly clear?" I said it was and started to take off my clothes as she watched me. I felt embarrassed and then when my cock was exposed she looked right at it and smiled and said, "That's why Karl was in my bedroom when you got home, because of Mr. dinky there," and she laughed. I was totally humiliated and ran to the maid's room and closed the door. I started to look around for a nightgown to cover up with and as I did, I came across everything but. Bras, panties, nylons, slips and uniforms. As I pushed the uniforms aside in the closet looking for a nightgown hanging among the slips they brushed against my dick and it reacted. I found the night gowns which were all short and frilly and when I put one on my little dick was still sticking straight out. It barely covered my bottom so I thought I better find some panties to keep my dick down and my bottom covered. I was afraid Brenda would come in and see my erection and make more fun of me. All of the panties had lace or ruffles on them so I just picked out a matching pink pair and put them on. I found it very difficult to keep my dick down and so I experimented and found if I bent it back between my legs it would stay. I got into bed and felt exhausted, I suppose from the mental anguish I had experienced. I went to sleep thinking about how the clothes felt and the image of my wife and her black lover. When I awoke the next morning I could tell Brenda was still sleeping and so I went to find my clothes and get changed before she saw me. I could not find them anywhere. They were gone. I went back to my - the maid's - room and waited. When Brenda got up, she called to me and I told her I needed clothes to wear. She came into my maid's room even though the door was closed; apparently privacy was not reciprocal. She told me to get out of bed this instant which I did, again not sure why. She looked me up and down and said, "Good choice and I see they fit you nicely. Now your clothes are all in this room. You need to pick out a uniform to wear for the day and then report to me for your work assignments. I think, you being the acting maid for two weeks will give you a chance to learn respect for me and this house. I have thought about my choice of reassigning you to the maid's room and I think it was a wonderful choice. I suggest you take advantage of it for the next two weeks and learn some new skills and manners if you wish to stay under my roof. And, oh yes, by the way, since you are occupying the maid's room I see no reason for you to not think of yourself as my maid. It will be good for you and it will give you a chance to show some worth around here for a change. I do therefor expect you to act and think like my maid for these next two weeks and that means looking the part as well. I do not want to see an ugly male in a maid's uniform but rather you better look the part if you know what's good for you." She then turned and left the room leaving the door open. What was I to do? I thought I better do as she said as she seemed like she was still determined over yesterday and my intrusion on her and her lover. I had noticed several books the night before on being a good maid and how to dress as a proper maid and thought I better look them over real quick. Maybe if I pleased her she would let up on this nonsense. I knew she was going to be gone for several hours so I hoped to please her when she got back. I read the book on how to dress first. It said for every day work the maid should wear a common uniform and for special events a fancy uniform. I knew from my search that both styles were in the closet. Several portions of the book referred to male maids, this shocked me as I never knew there was such a thing. I read these as I figured they would help me deal with what ever I needed to deal with. It referred to keeping the penis tucked, wearing hip and derriere pads and as well as falsies to present a proper feminine image. It also talked about removing hair and waist trimming. Well, I better do my best to get the heat off me or no telling what Brenda might do. I went to the bathroom to shave and right on the sink to my luck was hair removal cream. I followed the directions and took a shower and went back to my maid's room. I found all the necessary items, nylons, garter belt, panties, bra, waist slimmer, padded panties, bra and even breast pads to fill me out. I put on a slip and then a uniform and found some shoes. I looked in the mirror and thought it looked pretty good from the neck down, but I looked like a man and Ms. Brenda said she did not want that. I had noticed some wigs in the closet so I got one out and put it on. There were some maid hair clips things in there as well and so I put one of them on. I looked better but it was obvious I needed makeup to look more feminine. I had seen a make up kit as well so I retrieved that and tried to put make up on. It was not easy. I did well with the lipstick, but eye liner I got on too heavy and had a hard time with the eye shadow. I thought I looked pretty ok for a guy in a dress. Just then I heard Ms. Brenda come in. She came right back to my room and walked in. I was embarrassed but she smiled and said, "good for you, I really thought you would not last the day, but I am very proud of you now. You are trying and that pleases me. I can see though you need some help with your make up. Come hear and sit down and let me help you." Wow it was working, she was happy now. I did as she said and she put some stuff on to remove some of my make up and took care and instructed me how to do it right. When she was done she looked at me an smiled and told me that was the best I had ever looked and I should be proud I was that cute in make up. She then put pink nail polish on me and showed me all about polishing nails. She said later I could try it on her nails as they needed to be redone anyway for her date tonight. "Date?" I asked her. She smiled and said, "yes Karl and I are going out for dinner and dancing and we will probably come back thereafter, you certainly don't mind do you my little maid?" and she looked me right in the eyes as if to back me down. "Not at all Ms. Brenda, I hope you have a wonderful time," I heard my self saying as if out of my body listening to a stranger. Ms. Brenda smiled back at me and said, "Oh I am sure I will, Karl always shows me a very good time, that's why I took him as my lover." I swallowed hard, very hard and felt the knots forming in my stomach again. Then I heard Ms. Brenda tell me to go and clean her bedroom as she wanted it to look nice for Karl later. I did as told, back in my robot stage and totally bewildered by all that had transpired the last few moments. I felt strange as I cleaned Ms. Brenda's bedroom. I felt as if I had never been in there before and when I checked the dresser my clothes were in I found them all gone as were the clothes of mine that had been in the closet. I found myself determined to do a perfect job in cleaning the bedroom and when I was done, I felt strangely content and proud of my work. When I was done I reported back to Ms. Brenda letting her know I had completed the assigned task. Without looking up she asked, "Did you notice your clothes were all gone?" I answered that I did. She said, 'Well good then I should tell you I have taken them all to the salvation army this morning , if you don't measure up and I have to ask you to leave in two weeks I want you to know I will permit you to choose one complete outfit to wear when you leave. Is that clear?" "Yes", Ms. Brenda. "Also how did you feel while you were cleaning my bedroom?" "I am not sure what you mean Ms. Brenda?" I replied. "I mean did you enjoy doing the maids work while wearing a maid's uniform?" She asked. "Well, I guess it was ok," I said. She looked me straight in the eye and said, "You are lying to me, don't ever do that. You felt good doing the maids work didn't you? You felt proud and satisfied doing it for me didn't you? Answer me maid!" I looked down at the floor and said, "well yes I guess I did, but I don't know why," I managed to get out. Then she got kind again and said, "I will tell you why. It is because you needed discipline, you needed to learn respect and manners and in doing so you will feel much better about yourself. Your problem has been your selfishness, you had not learned to do for me or to please and respect me. Now that you are, you will be a much better person and you will feel much better about yourself. You have been very confused about who you are and what you are. You tried to be the big man but you're not the big man, in fact you're not really a man at all if you want to know the truth. Karl is a man, but you're not. You will find that as you learn to dress pretty, look pretty and be obedient to me, you will be much happier. I don't expect you to believe that right now, but in time you will learn it is true. Now go scrub the kitchen from top to bottom." I said, "Yes Ms. Brenda," and turned to go to my next assignment. But she called me back to her and said, "From now on when you say something to me I want you to execute a proper curtsey, do you know what a curtsey is?" "Yes Ms. Brenda, I know what a curtsey is, but I don't know if I know how to do one," I replied. She had me try several and told me what to change until I got it right. She was very pleased with my last ones and I could see it on her face. This spilled over to me and made me feel good as well. As I cleaned the kitchen her words kept ringing in my ears. I tried to find fault with what she said but I could not. A man would not have closed the door after finding his wife and her lover in bed. He would not have run to the closet and hid. He certainly would not have worn a nightgown to bed or a maid's uniform to clean for his wife while she talked about her date. There is no way he would have let his wife talk to him the way I did and what about the feelings of satisfaction she spoke of. I did feel good about it and I did kind of like doing housework wearing a maids uniform. God she was right! What now? How was I going to get out of this mess? When I was done with the kitchen Ms. Brenda told me it was time to help her get ready for her date with Karl. She instructed me on how to bathe her, trim her pubes and then do her nails. I was called into her bedroom and she asked me which bra and panties set I thought Karl would like the best. She then asked me to pick out her sexiest dress and fuck me pumps. She did her own make up but had me put her dangly ear rings on and brush her hair. She told me how proud she was of me and kissed me on the forehead. She said she was actually astonished at the progress I had made and that I should think about that while she was gone and work on more improvements to please her and if I did that all would be fine. I then followed her to the maid's room where she picked out a pair of 6 inch heels and a corset. She had me remove my uniform and slip and laced me into the corset. She told me to sleep every night in the six inch heels to help train my feet. She instructed me to read the maid's books several times while she was gone. She then wrote down Karl's cell phone number and told me if I needed anything to call him, not her cell phone. She also said to address him as Mr. Karl. Soon a car pulled up out front and Ms. Brenda left with Karl for her date. I did as told and about 10:30 the phone rang and it was Ms. Brenda. She told me Mr. Karl wanted to speak to me. I had a lump in my throat just thinking about my wife's black lover talking to me. He said, "Hello, is this the maid?" I said it was and he went on, "I want you to wake me at 7:00 AM so I can enjoy your wife's lovely treasures while you prepare my breakfast. For breakfast I want two eggs sunny side up, 4 pieces of bacon, crisp, four pieces of toast, coffee, black just the way your wife likes her men, is that clear?" "Yes Sir, Mr. Karl, very clear," I said he then he told me he wants the breakfast at 8:00Am sharp. Oh my god I thought. What's next? I was being turned into a sniveling pussy wimp at every turn. Now my wife's lover was giving me orders and talking about sex with my wife and calling me the maid. All I could hope for was the two weeks to go well and prove I was worth something to Ms. Brenda and then all this would go away. I heard them come in about 11:00 and then shortly after I heard my wife screaming with pleasure as Mr. Karl surely fucked her brains out. I slept restlessly worried about the 7:00 am wake up. I got up a 6:00 AM to be ready and put on one of the fancy maid uniforms with a full petticoat. Wow, that felt really neat and it moved so nicely. When I walked, it rubbed on my nylon legs and, yes, I really was enjoying how it felt. I knocked three times on the door and got no answer. I did it again and still no answer and then I did it again louder and finally heard, "Ok maid I am awake, thank you, now I will take care of you pretty little white wife, while you go make my breakfast like a good little girl." Strangely all I could think about was the swishing of my petticoats. I was in a trance and loved it. I was happy and went about getting the house in order. Picking up their coats and shoes and I noticed Mr. Karl had a smudge on his shoe and I instinctively went and got out the polish and polished his shoes on my knees. I paused and stared into the mirror each time I passed one. I liked the way I looked and I loved the way the dress and petticoat felt. Why couldn't I wear this one all the time I thought? Soon it was time to prepare breakfast and I did as instructed. I was happy and went to the door just in time to hear Ms. Brenda cumming again. This too brought a smile to my face and I knocked and waited for a reply. Soon I heard, "Come in maid," from Mr. Karl. As I opened the door I saw him getting off of Ms. Brenda and his massive black cock coming out of her. I saw she was leaking cum, a lot of cum. I curtsied and said, "good morning." Mr. Karl looked at Ms. Brenda and said, "My goodness dear, you have done a marvelous job with him, he makes a wonderful maid. Damn, a really wonderful maid." "Thank you lover, glad you approve" Ms. Brenda said as they kissed as if I were not there. I then served Mr. Karl and as I did Ms. Brenda asked me to get her a towel as she was leaking. Mr. Karl stopped me though saying her white pussy was way to fine to use a rough old towel on that the maid should use her tongue to clean her properly. Ms. Brenda's eyes lit right up as she beckoned me to her and spread her legs and slid her bottom forward to the edge of the bed. She told me to kneel and clean her. I saw my self doing as told in an out of body experience again. I could not understand why I did it without resistance, but I did and soon found my self lapping away at her swollen and well filled pussy. After a bit I felt her grab my head and grind my face into her snatch and begin to climax on my face. I have to say she came better like this than anytime I had tried to fuck her. Mr. Karl asked me how she tasted and I told him she tasted very good. He smiled and said he thought I would say that. Ms. Brenda told me to go and fix my make up. They spent some more time in bed before getting up and when Mr. Karl got ready to put his shoes on he called me to him and asked me if I had done something to his shoes. I told him I had polished them because I noticed a smudge on them. He said, "Damn, you did that all on your own, with out being told to do it?" I said I had. He then looked at Ms. Brenda and said, "You know he is going to work out just right, just right. Damn you did a great job." Ms. Brenda kissed Mr. Karl a long hot kiss good bye and said she would see him later that day. She then turned to me and smiled and told me how proud she was of me and how nice I looked in the fancy French Maid's uniform. She then asked how it felt and I told her it felt wonderful. Her eyes got big and she repeated "wonderful" to me and I nodded my head up and down and said "wonderful" and told her how it felt on my legs and how I loved the swishing it made. I then asked her if I could wear it all the time and she somewhat sternly said no, but she would try to make it so there were more occasions that I could wear it, if I liked it that much. After I said it I wondered why I had said it. I was asking to wear a frilly French Maid's uniform and wearing it more, meant guests to wear it in front of! What was coming over me? She then asked me about polishing Mr. Karl's shoes. I explained I thought they needed it and so I did it. She told me that was remarkable and I was making excellent progress in pleasing her. She then said, to come with her. I followed her into her bedroom and she handed me a box and told me to open it tonight and that I could use the things in it for a reward for being such a great little maid. She then thought and said, "We really should come up wit ha maid's name for you rather than calling you maid all the time. How about Sissie? You are a sissy maid so why not call you Sissie?" I was not sure about it, but she decided that my name was to be Sissie so it was. Later that afternoon Ms. Brenda told me to fix dinner for two and that I would be able to wear my pretty fancy French Maid's uniform. I knew that meant company and I was sure it would be Mr. Karl. I did as told and soon Mr. Karl arrived. I served dinner remembering what Ms. Brenda had taught me the night before and what I had read in the maid's books I found in the maid's room. I was complemented on my cooking and serving. Ms. Brenda and Mr. Karl carried on with their love talking as if Ms. Brenda's husband did not exist. This had a strange effect on me, it made me feel very small and insignificant. It also made me feel like a real maid and made me concentrate on serving them properly. After dinner they retreated to the living room where they cuddled on the sofa and began to make love to each other. I cleaned off the table and did the dishes. As I was tidying up I noticed two large bags and checked them. Inside I found men's clothes, not mine but those of Mr. Karl. I saw they were dirty so I took them to the laundry and began to wash them. Some time during this the two love birds disappeared to Ms. Brenda's bedroom, so I wet about my house work. After an hour or so I heard Ms. Brenda calling me. I went to her bedroom and knocked on the door. I was told to enter and when I did I curtseyed and bowed my head Ms. Brenda said, "Mr. Karl has just surpassed him self in satisfying me. It was so wonderful I can not describe the feelings he gave me. Last time Mr. Karl wanted you to clean my well fucked pussy and now I wish to reciprocate, I want you to clean his well used cock, so get on your knees and service my lover in a way that will show you truly appreciate how he is satisfying me." I looked at her slightly spread legs and could see cum dripping from her then I looked at Mr. Karl's cock. It was very large, very black and very hard. It glistened from her juices. She smiled at me as if to know I would do as told with out resistance. I complied as she predicted and knelt between Mr. Karl's legs. As I sucked his cock between my lipstick covered lips I heard Ms. Brenda sigh, a sigh of satisfaction as if she had accomplished a major goal. Mr. Karl instructed me on what to do and how to do it. He placed his hands on my head and from time to time would make small thrusts into my mouth. He would tell me to lick the shaft and then his balls. Then to insert the cock deep into my mouth and caress the lower portion of his shaft with my tongue. Suddenly I saw flashes through my eyelids and as I opened them I saw my wife, Ms. Brenda standing there naked taking pictures of me sucking Mr. Karl's cock! I heard her ask him how I was doing and he told her I was a very good cock sucker. She then told me how proud she was of me on doing such a wonderful job. I sucked for what seemed like a n hour when suddenly Mr. Karl held my head very firm and told Ms. Brenda to hold my hands behind my back. She did as he instructed and then Mr. Karl began to pump my mouth with his hard black cock very fast. Shortly thereafter I felt gushes of his semen flooding my mouth. I tried desperately to obey his orders to swallow every drop, but his volume was too much and the thrusting made swallowing more difficult so some run from my lips. He soon slowed and then removed his cock from my lips and massaged more from it on my face. Then he rubbed it all over my face with his cock as my wife resumed taking photos. Once he was done he told me what a great job I did and that I should now consider myself an expert cocksucker. Ms. Brenda then told me to go to my room and to not wash my face until the morning, that Mr. Karl had honored me with is fertile seed and I should enjoy the feel and fragrance of it tonight while I slept. She then said, "Sissie, you have exceeded my expectations, you are becoming a wonderful addition to my home and I am very proud of you, you may have the rest of the night off, now go to your room and enjoy the time." I did as told and went to my room. I could taste and smell Mr. Karl's semen, but it was not unpleasant. When I got there I had enjoyed the walk in my petticoats feeling them against my nylon covered legs and the swishing made by them. All that had happened had put me on a buzz and so my thoughts instantly went to the box Ms. Brenda had given me earlier. When I opened it there was a note. The note said, "Sissie, my dear, I am so proud of you. You are becoming a perfect little sissy maid cuckold. This pleases me beyond belief. Inside are some sissy toys for you to play with. You may only play with them as you go to bed at night and you must always be dressed as sissyish as possible. Why? Because, this is the way to get the most enjoyment from them. I will give you more nice toys as rewards for continued improvement. Love, Ms. Brenda." Inside the box was a penis gag and a remote controlled vibrating penis. What the heck I thought, why would I want these. So I got into bed, but the toys haunted my thoughts and soon I was back up and put the penis gag in my mouth and fastened the strap. I then lubed up the small penis and with some difficulty inserted it in my bottom and turned it on. Suddenly I felt pleasure and I lay back in bed and begin to wiggle around and suck on the penis gag. Wow it was starting to make me cum and then it did make me cum. I went to sleep with both penises inserted and the taste of Mr. Karl's cum on my mind. When I woke in the morning I was very relaxed and ready to get up and do house work. The first thing I did was finish Mr. Karl's laundry and folded it nicely and got it ready for him. A couple of times I went back to my room and sucked on the penis gag. Strangely it acted like a pacifier to me giving me comfort. I thought often about the penis that had been in my bottom and sucking on Mr. Karl's cock as well. I was then summoned to Ms. Brenda's bedroom and given orders as to breakfast. I prepared breakfast and served it at the dinning table. Ms. Brenda asked me if I had tried the toys she had given me and how they felt. I told her exactly what happened and that I enjoyed them very much. I also confessed that I had used the penis gag several times that morning. She was intrigued by all of it and whispered something to Mr. Karl. Mr. Karl then spoke to me, "Sissie how would you like to be able to wear your pretty uniforms with the full petticoats all of the time?" I told him I would. He said, "you know, you can only be allowed to do that if there are other people around or will be around?" I told him that I also knew that. He then called me too him so I was standing between him and Ms. Brenda. I felt Ms. Brenda reach up under my skirt and begin to massage my panties where my tiny penis lay tucked. It felt marvelous. Mr. Karl then said, "Ok Sissie I want you to write me a note that says you want me to move in here. That you want to cook and do my laundry for me. That you enjoy sucking my cock and will consider the privilege of sucking my cock your pay for all the house work and for satisfying your wife Ms. Brenda and then I want you to sign and date it, do you understand?" He then handed m the paper and pen and told me to do it now. When I hesitated Ms. Brenda stopped massaging me, so I began to do as instructed and she continued with the wonderful feelings. When I was done Ms. Brenda told me to go and get my penis gag and bring it to her. I did as quickly as possible hopping she would continue with under skirt pleasures. But when I returned she merely had me turn around and placed the gag into my mouth and told to keep it there permanently unless I was being asked a question. And when she was finished she handed me another reward, a new vibrating and moving penis, much larger than the last one and black in color. She told me that once I was able to receive this toy I would really experience real pleasure. She then told me how happy she was with me for doing Mr. Karl's laundry and that I could put it in her room and that her room would now be know as Mr. Karl's and her bedroom and that all previous rules concerning it would apply. It took me till the next night to take the large dildo in my bottom, but once I did, I found the pleasure to be immense and all that Ms. Brenda said it would be. Ms. Brenda had several of the photos of me sucking Mr. Karl's cock blown up and framed and hung them in my room. They were all titled "Sissie being a perfect little cuckold maid". By now they made sure I cleaned Ms. Brenda and Mr. Karl orally at least once a day. I was always praised for my work and given more and more rewards. I thought about all of it and figured out that my rewards would not always be considered rewards by others but their telling me they were rewards somehow made them rewards to me. By the end of the first week and half way through my vacation I was rewarded by having a penis gag permanently in my mouth and a large black dildo in my bottom, spending an hour a day hog tied on my bed, ankle cuffs that restricted my walking, allowed to stand in the corner when not needed and provided with a very fancy cat food bowl to eat my meals out of on the floor! The following Sunday Mr. Karl wanted to watch football games on TV and he told Ms. Brenda he wanted to have several of his friends over to watch with him. She thought it was a wonderful idea and had me prepare snacks for them, all 5 he invited! He told them the story behind me becoming the maid and showed them the paper I had written. I also was instructed to give them a tour of my room and showing them my clothes and my toys. During half time he told them he would have a special show for them that was way better than the one on TV. So it was at half time after I had gotten each one of them a beer and snacks that I was told to kneel in front of Mr. Karl and ask if I could have my reward for serving him. I did as told and out came his cock and into my mouth it went. I sucked it like a pro but soon it was pulled out and I was told to bend over the sofa and lift my skirt and petticoat. I did and soon felt his hands pulling my panties down. Then I felt the warm head of his hard black cock probing my bottom and I got scared. But soon I felt the familiar pressure accompanied by an object entering my bottom and knew it was his cock. He had his hands on my hips as I stood there bent over wearing 6 inch heels and took what he gave me. Once he had it all the way in he relaxed and kept still for a few moment then he begun to pump me as I had seen him pump my wife many times. As he progressed it began to feel very good and soon I was moaning like my wife did when he pleasured her The other guys were getting into it as they saw how submissive it made me and started talking about what a sissy wimp I was and that putting me into sissy clothes was the right thing to do. As he got me close he slowed down and I tried to pump his cock myself by moving to and fro, but he held me and told me I had to beg for it if I wanted it. Soon I was begging for it like a shameless school girl. A couple of the other black guys had their cocks out, stroking them and when he saw that he said, "you guys stop that right now, that's sissy work, bring your cocks over here and let the little pansy suck them off for you." Three of them approached me with their hard black cocks out ready to be sucked. I was told to pick one and to ask him if I could suck him off. I chose Larry and soon had his cock in my mouth. Mr. Karl slowed down once again and told me I had to get Mr. Larry's cock finished before I could get finished. I was sucking like my life depended on it and soon Mr. Larry shot his wad into my mouth and on my face. Then I chose Mr. David's cock and took it greedily in my lips and stroked and sucked as hard and as fast as I could till he came. He shot some of his load in my mouth and more of it in my hair. I started begging and screaming for Mr. Karl to fuck me, to fuck my brains out. But he refused until I had sucked off the third black man, Mr. William. As I finished off Mr. William Mr. Karl fucked me to completion and filled my bottom with is hot fertile seed. As Mr. Karl withdrew his semi flaccid cock Ms. Brenda inserted a tampon in me telling me to leave it in till morning so that I could absorb all of the pheromones deposited in me. The second week of my vacation involved more of the same. But in addition Mr. Larry had come by almost every night to get one of my expert blow jobs and Mr. David and Mr. William had each come by twice. They bragged about how talented my lips were. On Friday night Ms. Brenda called me to her and told me she was going to have to make a decision on Sunday whether I could stay or go. She did tell me she was very impressed, but would still have to weigh the matter carefully and make her decision. On Sunday, Mr. Larry and Mr. David stopped by and Mr. Larry asked Mr. Karl if he could begin fucking me on a regular basis. Mr. Karl told them that it was Ok with him, but that Ms. Brenda had to make a decision that day as to whether I was staying or not, but to go ahead and take me right now if they wanted. I was quickly ordered to assume the position and I did so taking one cock in my mouth and the other in my bottom. After they had penetrated me, Ms. Brenda came in and watched for a moment and then told me she could not make up her mind so she was going to let me make the choice. Her choices were, number one, I could leave with the clothes I was wearing and never come back, or two, I could continue on as her sissy maid cuckold permanently, be completely obedient and subservient and continue to be trained and improve as a sissy maid cuckold. I was getting close to cumming myself, but she ordered Mr. Larry and Mr. David to stop fucking me from both ends so I could answer. I asked her If I could finish first and she said, "no my dear I want your answer now, you can get up and walk out that door never to come back or you can stay forever and finish what you were meant for, what I prepared for months for, what I completed the maid's room and bought you all of those clothes for, what I worked so hard at to get you to see me in bed with Mr. Karl for. Decide now." My God she had set me up, she had tricked me, she had used me and turned me into a cock sucking sissy whore cuckold maid. Then Mr. Larry began to move just a little in my bottom and Mr. David inserted his hard black cock deep into my lips, I closed me eyes and rocked back and forth on the hard cock teasing my bottom until Mr. Larry took the hint and began to fuck me hard. I was staying, what else could I do? I loved my new life and I knew I had to have it. I came hard and heavy thinking of what a wimp I was and how much of a sissy I had become and how my wife and her black lover owned and controlled me. But as Ms. Brenda had once told me I was the happier for it and I was truly proud of who and what I had become. As the guys emptied their loads of semen deep inside me I heard Ms. Brenda say how proud she was of me and my decision and that as a reward would be given C cup breast implants! I thought of how the black guys fucking my mouth and bottom would like that and begun to dream about buying some new bras. I had become the sissy maid cuckold my wife wanted and I was glad I did!