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This sequel to "from gary to greta" is written by me and is called "from gary to greta part ii a" in order to show the different ideas I had with the story before my domme mistress whose name will not be revealed wrote her sequels to my original story. As time will tell her stories do have a different approach than mine. Nevertheless I believe they are both worth reading. One of her sequels was posted yesterday and there are quite a few more to come I believe on a day to day basis because i posted all parts written by her already to fictionmania. This isn?t meant to be read by people underage so if you are too young or don?t like tg-stories please stop reading. From gary to greta part ii a by greta the next morning I woke up and heard my wife andrea in the shower. I just lay there with half closed eyes and tried to recall my dream of last night. Wow what a crazy dream it was. I smiled to myself. In the dream andrea had shaved my whole body, had put me into a babydoll and had me admit I was a sissy. How stupid was that? Oh gosh, my bladder was killing me. I had to get up to relive myself. I threw back the cover and my eye caught my arm encased in pink. My eyes grew an inch wider. I looked down at myself. Fuck! I was wearing a babydoll. I lifted it very slowly, pulled up my legs. Oh my god. I had no hair on my body and it all came crashing down. I didn?t even inspect my panties. I knew a pink heart was luring underneath. Boy, oh boy. It wasn?t a dream at all! Darn! Was I now a sissy to my wife, er mistress wife? Well, from conituing to recoujnt yesterdays events I obviously was. I knew I had to set the record straight but then I remembered all those incriminating pictures, the website she could launch any moment. Oh god, I was doomed indeed. My bladder! I jumped out of the bed and saw pink slippers bdeing placed there. Why did she put her slippers at my side? I looked at the bathroom door and around the bedroom as if somebody could be watching and hesitantly tried them. They were a bit tight but not too bad. Thanks god I didn?t have too big feet. I quickly took them off again. I didn?t want her to see me in them and went rushing to the bathroom. She was still in the shower but obviously she heard me getting in. "Morning sissy sleepyhead. Trust you slept well. Hurry up we have lots of shopping to do today." "Err, yes", I got out with a raspy voice. "I mean I am fine, just need to pee." "Don?t forget to sit down like a good sissy, do you hear me? Sissies do not stand like men when they pee, they do sit. I don?t want you ever again to stand up when you pee." "Oh honey, can?t we drop this sissy stuff. You know I am a man and no sissy for christ sake." The water stopped running. The door to the stall opened. I still stood in front of the toilet. "You forget your manners greta. I wanted to be nice to you and you start all this bullshit from yesterday again. I thought we had made a big step ahead and now you try walking backwards again. I won?t have it. Look at you, wearing a pink babydoll, pink panties, having all hair shaved off your body except for a delightful also pink heart above your cocky. Don?t give me that bullshit again. You are a sissy or have you ever seen a man looking like you? Now sit down immediately and never ever forget your manners again, otherwise I have to think about launching this webpage. Is that clear to you s I s s y g r e t a?" I turned beetred, hung my head and slowly sat down. All of a sudden i couldn?t pee anymore. Maybe it was the embarrassment or the awkward sitting position, I don?t know. I looked up at her. "Does my little sissy greta has trouble peeing like a girl? You shouldn?t. It is just your nature, girly boys like you sit down and pee." While she spoke to me in an almost soothing voice I started to relax and almost involuntarily the first drops of pee trickled out of me and she heard it too. "There you go sissy. Now let if flow like a good girlyboy. Then take a quick shower, don?t even wash your hair. I had the idea to take you to my salon before we go shopping. I wonder if janice can do something nice with your hair? You haven?t had a cut in quite a while. The hair is practically touching your shoulders. I think you would look really cute with a pageboy cut." Meanwhile I had finished to pee and when I wanted to shake off the last drops she advised me to pick toiletpaper and wipe myself dry down there because that?s what sissies do. Only men would shake off those drops." So I grabbed some paper and wiped myself dutifully. "Now hop into the shower. I get ready in the meantime and off we go. We can have breakfast later." While I showered I recalled her suggestion of a pageboy cut. She must really be out of her mind. I would look like a freak. No way I am going through with this I thought. When I was done I walked to our bedroom. She had already dressed and I saw some of her clothes laying on the bed. I dropped my towel and started to take my boxers out of the drawer. "No, you won?t wear boxers. Those days are over for you greta. Pantytime has arrived deary. No more mens underwear, we agreed on that. Here take this yellow one from me. Later we?ll buy you your own so you don?t have to borrow mine anymore. I took the yellow panties and slowly pulled them up my smooth legs. It gave me goosbumps and my cock started to rise. Andrea obviously saw what was happening. See, only a sissy would get goosebumps and a hardon while putting on his panties. I couldn?t even imagine a real man doing that. You must admit you aren?t a real man. Tell me what you are greta and say it loud." I blushed deeply and hung my head. My hardon was too obvious to denied it. Darn, was I really a sissy after all? Looking down at me it made all sense from her point of view but I wasn?t a sissy. No, I wasn?t i decided. So I shook my head. "No, i, I am not a sissy. Yes, I know from your point of view... "What the hell is going on with you? You are realoly stubborn, aren?t you? I?ve had it with you. Now I am going to launch your new webpage. Oh, I wonder how many people will look at the new you?" "Wait, please wait. Don?t do that. You would completely ruin. Wait. I am sorry. Yes, I err, i, i, darn, I am a sissy." "Ok. Once again. Who are you?" "I am a sissy. I am your sissy greta." "Will you give me any more trouble today sissy greta?" "No mistress andrea. I will do as you wish." "That?s what I wanted to hear. I was really losing my patience with you. As a punishment for another of your outburst I think i?ll ask janice also some things than just a haircut for you. You know there is always room for, hmm, how should I say, enhancements perhaps. Yes, enhancements for your appearance." "Oh dear. What do you have in mind? Please don?t let them turn me into a freak." "You will definetely not look like a freak but just lets say I want you to dress and look like what reflects your new status in our relationship. I think a househubby has the right to look a little soft and feminine and this image certainly goes well with you." "But, but mistress andrea, I don?t want to look soft and feminine." "Oh, but it is your right to look like that. Have you ever seen a househubby looking like a weightlifter, you know all macholike? I haven?t. Now lets stop this discussion. I am getting tired of explaining the reasons to you. It seems since you lost your job you have gotten a bit ditzy dear as if you couldn?t follow my perfectly plausible reasons." Then she handed me a pink camisole of hers. I put it on and it was just slightly tight on me. "We?ll get you also some of those undershirts I just gave to you. Its the same like with the panties. You can?t keep borrowing them from me." Next came obvioulsy a blouse of hers matching the color of the camisole. When I had donned it she held a pair of her slacks in her hands. "These might by too tight for you. Hmm, I think you don?t even have to try them. No, they won?t fit, so you can wear one of your pants. Still, do you want to make me happy?" "Err, yes, of course I want to make you happy mistress andrea." "That is so nice of you. Here put this pantyhose on. You?ll love the feel on your freshly shaven legs sissy greta." I blushed again and thought of refusing the honor to wear her pantyhose but then I thought about what I was already wearing. Under my panty they wouldn?t be visible anyway and hmm, maybe she was right, and it would feel great on my legs. I took the pantyhose. "Please can you help me with these mistress andrea? I have never worn pantyhose before. I don?t know how to put them on." "Of course sissy, of course I help you. After a few times you?ll become an expert in putting on pantyhose but now let me help you." With my wifes help in no time the pantyhose was on and yes, my cock reacted as feared. She lightly rubbed my crotch. "Sissy likes?" She purred. I just could nod still ashamed having these new feelings. She must be right. I am a sissy after all. Each time I put on something feminine my cock gets rockhard. "Well. Just will it down. We don?t have time to take care of that. Put on your shoes now, grab a jacket and off we go to the mall." "Err, can?t I wear socks?" "Definetely not. Why would you? It would be like putting on a skirt and over the skirt some pants. Don?t be ridiculuous. Besides if you don?t sit and show your legs to all the world nobody will see your pantyhose." So I just put on my shoes and off we went. Only with a slight difference to our outings from before. When we walked to our mercedes-benz ml 350 she stopped in her tracks. "Greta, would you hand me the keys please?" I dived in my pocket and have them to her. "Just to let you know. From now on I am driving as I am the head of the family. Maybe when we are in paris i?ll buy you a nice little car so you can do the grocery shopping and stuff like that but I don?t think this car reflects your new status. It has simply become too big for you." With that she opened the passenger door and motioned for me to come around. "Hop in like a good sissy." I hesitated a moment, realising the new situation, blushed, nodded slowly and sat inside. Then we drove off to her salon. I had never been there and didn?t even know where it was. When we approached the sign read "curls for girls". Oh my, what did andrea wanted me to do. I hoped she wouldn?t go overboard and i?d recognise myself afterwards. "Hi andrea. I thought your appointment was for next week before leaving us for paris" a tall woman with long blonde hair approached us quickly and gave andrea a hug and a peck on the cheek. "We sure going to miss you a lot honey." "You are right janice. My appointment is next week indeed. Just wait a sec, will you?" Then she turned to me. "Gary, please have a seat and wait a moment. I have some things to discuss with janice." She continued talking with janice as if I weren?t there. They didn?t even bother walking to a different part the salon. "You know janice, we came here because of garys new status in our relationship. You know he lost his job while I got one and now I have decided he will become my little househubby. I thought you could help me to give him a haircut which refelcts his new status. I have thought about a pageboy but if you can come up with a different style please feel free to let your creativity flow." Janice looked for the first time at me. "Hi gary. Nice to meet you." "Hi janice, yes, it is nice to meet you too." "Well, yes, he has the face for a pageboy. He would definetely look good with that style. Good choice andrea. Anything else?" "Oh yes, definetely yes. You know since yesterday he is fighting me with teeth and claws not wanting to become a househubby. So I promised him already several times I would take harsher measures. You know I took some nice pictures of him which he doesn?t me to show to anybody if you know what I mean. So ok, I will relent on this part but therefore i think we should enhance his looks a bit towards the feminine. What about some mani and pedi, eyebrow trimming and ear piercing?" "Oh wow yes," janice said without missing a beat. "I can see it would bother you having him talking back at you all the time. You know we can provide whatever you want here in the salon. What about a nice bellybutton piercing? It would look so girly. What about makeup? Has he been waxed?" "No, but I shaved him very close yesterday." "Stop you two," I interrupted. "You see, he is doing this all the time at home. Now he does it here. That?s it." Andrea turned around to me, bent forward and whispered in my ear. "I am soo lenient with you but if you don?t stop this instant I am going to expose you as the sissy you are telling everybody in here you are wearing panties, camisole, my blouse and pantyhose. Do you want that? If not, apologize immediately." I looked at her, turned beetred once again and swallowed hard. "I am sorry janice for interrupting. It won?t happen again." "Well janice, where was I before gary interrupted me. Oh yes. I think makeup is a bit early but eyeliner wouldn?t be bad at all. That would make him even cuter. Ok, then, a pageboy cut, mani, pedi, eyebrows, liner and ears. I think that will do for now." Janice looked again at me. "Ok come with me then and let me make you look really good. What about you andrea. Will you wait? You know it will take a while before I am finished with him." "Oh don?t you worry. I keep myself occupied with the videocamera i brought with me for documenting the beauty treatment my hubby will get." Janice then took me to the washing area, where she shampooed my hair. At the side I saw andrea appearing holding the videocamera in herhands. I tried to ignore it. What else could I do and simply closed my eyes and relaxed. After she was done janice put a towel turban style around my head and led me to the cutting area. When I sat down she looked at me through the big mirror. Andrea stood at the side capturing every moment. "Ok gary. I think it wasn?t very nice from you to interrupt us while we talked, specially thinking about the fact that you are becoimng a househubby who is supposed to support, help and obey his hard working and bread winning wife." I gasped but nothing came out of my mouth. I looked back and she knew what I was thinking. "Oh still the defiant one, hmm. I think you should change your attitude very quickly and make your wife proud instead of having her complain about you in front of others. Don?t you think?" While she was talking janice had already started to comb out my wet hair, parted it in the middle and started to snip away. All the while with andrea filming the event. I looked into the mirror and saw janice was advancing quickly. My hair looked more feminine by the minute. Janice turned to andrea. "What do you think about some highlights for your hubby?" Highlights? I thought what was she talking about when my wife answered. "Janice, you have free reign. Do whatever comes to your creative mind." "All right then. Highlights would really good with his normally chestnut brown hair." Soon enough I knew what highlights were and above all they were pink. Janice smiled to me through the mirror. "You know gary, I thought pink highlights would really go well with your pink blouse. Did you borrow it from andrea?" "Err, yes", I croaked out. "I like it too", my wife intervened. You know, it goes also well with all the pink aprons he has." "Oh my, you have him already well prepared to become an obedient househubby. Andrea you make me jealous. I wish I could turn my husband rob into my little householdhelper but he?s all macho you know. Wouldn?t be caught dead in pink. But it really suits you gary." I was completely embarrassed and didn?t know what to say. Andrea spoke for me. Shouldn?t you thank janice for paying you a compliment gary?" "Err, yes, thank you janice. Yes, pink looks good on me." I don?t know why but it just came flowing out of me. "I remember admiring myself yesterday at one moment when I wore my pink apron and thought how ince it felt." Andrea shot a look at me. Her voice agitated. She was really mad at me. "You never told me about it, instead fought me all the time and now you say that to janice as if it is nothing." "Janice it seems he really confides in you so do your very extra best with his eyebrows." I don?t know whether I saw it correctly but did I see andrea wink at janice? "Gary just tilt your head back while I put wax on your eyebrows." I did so but got really worried. "Please nothing severe." "Oh gary. You don?t have anything to worry about. You?ll be beuatiful when I am done with you." With that she ripped off the first stripe of wax. I screamed. Janice and andrea laughed. "Gary, don?t be a sissy", janice said "take it like a man." Then the second strip was ripped from my eyebrows. I whimpered. "He is a bit of a sissy andrea, isn?t he? I am sorry to say that. I mean you chose him so you must have a reason." "Nothing to worry about janice. I know what he is and gary knows it too. Don?t you gary?" "Err, yes, I know what I am." "So tell me gary. What are you?" Janice asked. "Err, err, i, I am andrea househubby to be." Janice and andrea laughed again. "Oh my. It seems your hubby is simply too arfraid to say the miracle word. Gary, the word is sissy. Repeat after me. S I s s y." "Err, janice. I, I can?t. I am no sissy. I am a man." She laughed again, tilted my head forward and I saw myself with a pageboy cut with pink highlights and highly arched eyebrows or what was left of those brows becuase it looked to me rather like two fine lines above my eyes. They saw my shocked expression which was of course filmed by andrea. I had tears in my eyes. "So gary or should I say greta?" I heard my wife say. "Do you think a man looks like this or a sissy?" I choked again and again. Then I nodded slowly. "A sissy looks like that." "And what does that make you then?" "A sissy mistress andrea." "Now that is so much better, isn?t it? Your little secret is out in the open and don?t you want to tell janice your sissy name?" I looked at andrea, still hiolding her camera, and with another burst of tears in my eyes I felt completely defeated. "My sissyname is greta, miss janice." Janice clapped in her hands and laughed. "This is mindblowing andrea. You have him or should I say her totally under your thumb. Oh my god let me work on the sissy." I just sat there and the rest of time in janices salon was a blurr. When we finally left I sported besides having a pgeboy cut and waxed eyebrows also long red finger nails as well as matching toe nails. My ears were triple piereced and I wore full makeup. My days as man were over if i somehow couldn?t escape from the clutches of andrea. Before I could come up with more thoughts another tornado created by andrea took me even deeper into feminity. When I had cleared my mind I realised we were in a womens store where they sold everything from clothes to wigs. There i endured the humiliation of trying on everything from dresses to skirts and slacks. The worst was, nobody suspected a thing. Andrea just simply called me greta here and greta there and I mostly kept my mouth shut, nodded or tried to answer with an almost whisper. So I ended up with four dresses, half a dozen skirts of different lengths, also half a dozen womens slacks most with no pockets and some with a backzipper. Further she bought me four new purses, several necklaces and bracelets and a few sets of earrings including chandelier earrings. I left the store of course wearing womens slacks. My mens pants ended up in a garbagebin and I didn?t even try to intervene. Then we were off to victorias secret. While we walked over there I turned to andrea. "Err, andrea, I mean mistress andrea, all these clothes and stuff seem to be all very costly. How can we afford all this?" "Don?t you worry your ptretty little head over this but let me tell you last night when you slept like a sweet sissygirl I made a deal with a friend of mine and he paid a good price for the apartment plus I got a signing bonus from my company for going to paris." I gasped. "My, my apartment is gone? I mean how could you? I didn?t allow you to sell it. You didn?t even ask me." "Yes it is gone and obviously you don?t remember the papers you signed before the wedding. You signed everything what you had to my name. You clearly must remember?" "You mean, you mean, with the papers you made me sign I gave everything away? You cheated me." "Watch what you say greta. I didn?t cheat you, hmm, maybe I outwitted you. Yes, but I wouldn?t call it cheating. You know I wanted it all along to be in our name and since we are taking up my name it will be alright again. The slight exception includes the fact that only the person born with the name can be the owner. Now sweety, lets get some lacy underwear for you. Oh my, I can?t wait to see you in your first corset greta with stockings attached and frilly knickers. Hmm, I am getting wet just thinking about it." And another tornado came down on me. The result more secret humiliation and our shopping bags included a dozen bras, a dozen stockings, four fullbody stockings, also a dozen pantyhoses, six corsets in different sizes between 28 and 22 inches "greta plans to reduce her waist, don?t you sweetheart?", half a dozen nighties and half a dozen babydolls plus two dozen panties in all colours and styles from thong to boyshorts. When we finally left I was exhausted. "I never knew shopping were so tiring. Can we go home please mistress andrea? Besides why do you bought me all these womens clothes? I thought you wouldn?t expose me. Well, you did already with janice." I started to cry. Andrea hugged me and whispered in my ear. "Greta, I know what?s best for you and I think you should embrace your feminity. Why try to fight being a man when all you are is just a little sissy. Sissies are sweet and feminine. Hmm, maybe over time you can become my housewife. Think about it? Why stop halfway? Why trying to pretend. It will so much easier just to give in and let me dominate you." I kept sobbing but she made me feel better while stroking my hair. "We have just one more task and then we go home, ok?" What task mistress andrea?" "Don?t you remember? You need a maids uniform." I swallowed hard. "I, i, err, I don?t want to anger you but isn?t it possible to that another day. I am just tired." "Greta, it won?t take long and we are going to have fun dressing you in a maids uniform and who knows maybe you like it so much we choose several outfits. Come on now." I hung my head and trotted behind her to the car. We were both carrying all my bags from our shopping trip. We dumped them in the trunk and got in the car. Andrea drove for a while before we stopped at a fetish store. She looked at me with sparkling eyes. "Now we go in there and have the time of our lives. When we?ll come back to the car you?ll be a changed person. I just know it." I nodded weakly and we headed to the store. Once inside a tall woman approached us. "How can I help you ladies?" She stared at me for a moment and saw her error. "Upps, nice. At the first galnce I thought you were two women but after a second look I know it is a mistress with her sissy, isn?t it?" Andrea simply smiled. "First of all I am very glad that greta looks like a woman at first glance but of course you are right. She is my little sissyhubby." The woman nodded. "Yes, the sissy looks quite girly wth a lot of potential. I am gladys by the way. So what can I do for you?" "I have decided that my hubby needs a maids uniform for doing his housework in the proper frame of mind." "Oh the usual maids uniform. Hmm, why don?t you choose something special." She just walked ahead of us to a row of dresses, mostly in black and a strong leathersmell was in the air. Gladys held up a black dress. "Have a look at this dress. The bodice can be tightened like a corset and the skirt can also be tightened so it functions as a hobbleskirt which would allow your sissy just the slightest of slack and would force her into the smallest little steps you can imagine. The long sleeves have a nice little secret which also can be used by you for training purposes. See the sleeve here is reverted and see these strings? If you pull the sleeve all the way down and pull on the strings the hand inside will become useless. The strings can be pulled backwards and with it the arms and tightened at the back of the bodice which has the effect that your little sissy is totally helpless and immobile. What do you think?" Andreas eyes lighthened up. "I have never seen something so ingenious. Wow. Greta, you have to try it on. Just for me. Evene if we don?t buy it in the end. I need to see you in it and most of all I need to see you in it helpless." Of course I knew there was no chance in hell to deny her so I simply gave in. "So where can I change?" "Oh no sissy", answered gladys. "You can?t do that on your own. No way. You?ll go do the dressing room and just get undressed. If you are ready you call us. Meanwhile I will show your mistress a few other things she might be interested in." She showed me the room. "Take your sweet time sissy. There is much to see for your mistress." I nodded at her and simply sat down and started to contemplate how my situation was going from bad to worse. How would I ever get out of this but then a thought crept into my mind. Did I want out of this situation. In just a couple of days andrea had changed my appearance quite a bit and when looking in the mirror I kind of liked my new look. The pageboy was framing nicely my realitively small face. My newly high arches gave my eyes a whole new meaning. The makeup did further enhance my feminine face and of course my triple ear piercings screamed girl, girl, girl. "Hey sissy. Are you ready?" Oh my. They were waiting for me to be dressed in this hideous dress. "I, err, seem to have lost count of time. I am done in a moment." "Greta. What have you been doing in there all the time?" Andrea drew the curtain open and both women saw that I hadn?t taken off a single piece of clothes. "What is the matter with you greta?" "I, I am sorry mistress andrea. I simply got lost in thought." Gladys laughed. "That is so typical sissy. They are all little bimbos and don?t know what to do when their mistress leaves them a moment alone. I?ll tell you andrea. This dress is definetely a solution to this problem. You just tie the strings and she basically becomes a dummy. Haha, you could put her for an hour in front of a window for punishment and she?d not move an inch." Meanwhile I had undressed in front of both and gladys helped me into the dress and explained each step to andrea. Then she tightened the bodice and the leather really encased me tight. I thought I would suffocated before she finally tied the strings. I could hardly breath. "Sissy, don?t you worry. You?ll be used to it in no time." Gladys showed no sympathy and andrea let her continue. Now she started to pull on the strings from the skirtpart. "Sissy. Legs together. I want to demonstrate your mistress the dummy effect." It took her a while but then I was standing tighly laced into this hobble skirt and couldn?t make a move. Even so gladys encouraged me. "Walk for us sissy. Take a step forward sissy. Make a step sideways sissy." Nothing. I was completely immobile. Andrea clapped in her hands. "We take it, even if greta won?t wear it on a regular basis, we definetely take it. It can be used as an enforcer if she shouldn?t be on her best behaviour. I believe just mentioning having to wear this dress will improve her performance tenfold." Gladys undid the strings and from out of nowhere produced a pair of very high heels, at least 5 inches. "Sit down sissy." She put them on me and I heard a click. When I looked down I saw they could be padlocked and that is what gladys did. "Now get up." I stood and had to hold myself in order not to fall. "Oh, they are so high mistress andrea. Please don?t make me wear them." "You?ll have to learn to walk in high heels and there is no time like now. So try your best and walk. Think about putting your weight on the balls of yourv feet. Then it will be easier." Gladys had opened the strings so far that I had room to move. Well, room was a bit of an exaggeration because all I could do was taking very dainty steps. I was made to teeter around but after a while I got the hang of it. Afterwards I had to try on the maids uniform which was our actual task as mistress andrea had put it. After I was done mistress andrea surprised me. "The maids outfit is soo lovely we?ll take it not only two in black but also two in pink, plus one in yellow, babyblue and red." I was stunned and just stood there with my mought open. "See andrea what I told you. Look at your sissy. Doesn?t this look on her face resemble a bimbo?" Andrea laughed and cocked her head. "Yes, you have a point there gladys but actually I believe it is just her being really surprised. I mean we came here to buy her one maids uniform and now she?ll walk out of here with a weeks supply. Plus the beautiful and ingenious dress she wore before and of course all the other things we have already chosen for her which she doesn?t know about yet." My mind was racing. What else could she have chosen for me? She acted like a three year old in a disney store. Oh my, I wished we were already in paris. "Greta, before we go I want you to try one of the pink uniforms. Can you do that for me?" I nodded to her and went to dress in the beautiful satin and lace pink uniform. It was better than I ever thought. Of course I still wore the wild 5inch high heels. When I was done gladys approached me. "Turn around sissy." I followed her command, heard another click and then saw that she handed andrea some keys. "Sissy, the click you heard were from a little padlock which prevents you from taking off the uniform. Your mistress has now they keys and will inform you when you can take it off." Mistress andrea marched arm in arm with gladys ahead and I trotted behind them in my pink uniform. When I arrived at the counter everything was already bagged up and andrea told me to grab my stuff and she moved towards the door. "But, but, mistress. I can?t go out like that?" She turned around and smiled at me. "Do you remember what I told you in the car before going into the store? No? Than I remind you of it. I said that you when we would leave you?d be a changed person. Now look at you. Are you changed or not?" I had to admit I looked of course much different than before and then andrea stepped towards me, grabbed my arm and simply dragged me out of the store. "You?ll love being my sissymaid. Don?t you?" "Oh mistress", I started sobbing. "I, I will do the best I can when we are in paris. I will try to learn very hard to be a good househuhy for you but please stop humiliating me so much. What have I done to deserve this?" "Greta, we have long passed you being a househubby. Don?t you see where this is going? You are becoming my sissymaid sweetie. Don?t worry your pretty head. You haven?t done anything wrong. On the contrary. I love you more than ever. It is also I love to dominate you and show my power i have over you and as I have sensed you like it when I humiliated it and you literally ate out of my hands. Didn?t you?" My heart was beating a 100 miles. I knew she was right, at least partially. I had almost bathed in my humiliation but how could I show her this without loosing the last bit of respect I may had with her. So i simply denied it. "No, of course it wasn?t like that but what could I do? Raise a big fuss in the places we went? You and I know it would have lead to worse humiliation and a worse situation for me." "Oh sissy, gladys would have said. You can?t fool me. I saw the sparkle in your eyes when you were tightly laced in the crazy hobble dress. You loved every moment of it. You loved being helpless. I just know it." I blushed furiousl at being so easily recognised by andrea. She knew me better than I thought. I dropped my head. She kissed me on the cheeks. "You?ll love what I have planned for you in paris. We are going to enjoy ourselfs over there. You?ll become my sweet little sissymaid and i?ll boss you around all day long. Oh, there are so many possibilities."