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The alarm clock woke me up at 5:00am after a fitful night's sleep. It
brought me out of one of the worst nightmares I've ever had. I was
dressed as a street walking prostitute, just like Julia Roberts was in
Pretty Woman except I was arrested for solicitation and drug possession
and then fucked by all the males at the police station, including all
the police officers and every prison inmate. I now had a criminal record
as a crack whore and could never get any other kind of job except to be
a whore permanently, with one of the large white skinheaded inmates
becoming my pimp, boyfriend and master once we were both released. I
shook off the horrible memory, and prepared myself as Mistress Helen had
ordered.
At 7:00 am I made my way up to the kitchen, dressed in my Black PVC and
White Lace maids uniform, matching maids cap, full white petticoat,
black patent high-heeled platform open toed sandals and white PVC
stockings. I was fully made-up again with false eyelashes, heavy mascara
and eyeshadow in dark grey and dark violet and purple colors and dark
purple lipstick. My wig was again up but this time in a French Twist
with just a couple of tresses hanging down on each side. At any other
time I would've loved how I looked but this was now expected of me if I
wanted to avoid being punished.
Underneath I wore all the matching Black PVC and White Lace lingerie as
well, even the waist cinching corset. As I was getting dressed, I didn't
want to tighten the corset so tight as it was yesterday, but found out
that I couldn't fit into the uniform if I didn't. So I spent a lot of
time and all my strength tightening the laces just so the corset would
close so I could zip up my maids uniform. I also had on all the matching
restraints including the waist restraint belt in the uniform's apron and
collar as well. This collar also had the same demeaning phase tags,
"Sissy", "Cocksucking Slut", and "Cum Dump" hanging from the front three
D-rings. I didn't want to wear the butt plug harness and butt plug but
knew I probably should, so I lubricated the plug and inserted it into my
sussy and wrapped it around my waist and locked it in place before
sliding on my panties.
I found the instructions Mistress Helen had left for me and so I began
to prepare their breakfast. Master William would be having bacon and
eggs on toast and Mistress Helen would be having a single soft boiled
egg and a grapefruit half. Both would also be having orange juice and
coffee. While things were cooking and the coffee brewing, I set the
table for two as the instructions detailed. Once everything was ready, I
had their breakfast sitting on the table waiting for them. I then took
my place standing in the corner behind the dining table as instructed
and waited for them.
They came out of their bedroom a minute or so later. I curtseyed and
said, "Good morning Master William, Mistress Helen. Your breakfast is
ready. How may I be of service to you ?" Both of them were still dressed
in their lounging robes and looked like they just got out of bed.
Mistress Helen said, "Good Morning Prissy-Sissy. This looks wonderful,
and you certainly look very pretty and sexy this morning." Master
William just sat at the table and immediately started drinking coffee.
He immediately emptied his coffee cup, and ordered me to refill it. I
curtseyed and said, "Yes Master." I got the coffee carafe, curtseyed
again and refilled his cup. He then began eating his breakfast as did
Mistress Helen.
As he was eating, he said, "Here Prissy-Sissy, why don't you crawl under
the table and I'll feed you your breakfast." He parted his robe to
reveal that he was naked underneath and his cock was already rock hard.
Mistress Helen giggled as I looked at them in stunned horror and then
defeat, as I knelt down and crawled under the table to assume my place
as a cocksucking slut between Master William's legs. I took him into my
mouth fully expecting him to grab me by the back of my head and start
fucking my face, but he didn't. He expected me to do the work and bob my
head up and down and actually suck his cock, so I just knelt there and
gave him a slow sensual blow job, alternately licking and sucking his
shaft and kissing the head of his cock.
As I was doing this, Mistress Helen said to Master William, "Isn't it
wonderful to have a sissy maid again." To which Master William replied,
"Yes it is. This one is an excellent cocksucker too." Mistress Helen
then replied, "I sure hope we don't lose her like we did Amanda." To
which Master William replied, "Well, maybe we shouldn't whore this one
out to all the members of the country club." That got my attention, but
I continued sucking Master's cock. Mistress Helen then replied, "Well
how was I to know that Robert Everest's son Jack would fall in love with
the little sissy slut. Their wedding was very beautiful though. Well, it
doesn't matter anyway. I think your brother Malcolm already has his eye
on our new sissy maid." Master William then said, "Really, already ?
Well, I'll have to talk to him. I like this maid right where she is."
Master William then gently but firmly placed his hand behind my head and
immediately started cumming in my mouth and I obediently sucked his cock
dry. He then pushed his chair back and placed his plate on the floor in
front of me. There was a small piece of toast with a little egg and some
scraps of bacon still left. He said, "That was a wonderful blow job. You
deserve a treat, so enjoy the rest of my breakfast. I have to get to the
office." He got up out of his chair and left for his bedroom. I was so
hungry I just devoured what was there in seconds, but with the corset
squeezing me tight, and the load of cum I just swallowed I was
immediately feeling very full. I then crawled out from under the table,
picked up the plate, placed it on the table and stood to straighten my
skirt.
Mistress Helen had a big smile on her face. She said, "You're certainly
adapting well to being our sissy maid. Master William is obviously quite
pleased. Sissy Maid Amanda had to be spanked numerous times before she
accepted her role as a cocksucking slut and gave Master William as good
a blow job as you did on only your first full day as our maid. See
sweetie, you're a naturally submissive sissy cocksucking slut and cum
dump." As my mind thought gee thanks you crazy fucking bitch, I of
course curtseyed and replied, "Yes Mistress Helen, thank you Mistress
Helen" like the pathetic sissy slut maid I guess I really was. She then
had me return to my room to repair my make-up and then return to start
my chores.
When I did, she first locked me into all my restraints. She then used
three lengths of chain that connected to a central point and radiated
outward and connected the ends of each chain to my wrists and to my
collar. She then connected my ankles together with another small length
of chain and locked my arm restraints to my waist as before so now I had
very restricted movement. I just looked at her imploringly but she she
smirked and said, "You look really sexy this way. I bet if Master
Malcolm saw you like this he'd bend you over the sofa and fuck your
brains out in no time." I immediately envisioned such a horrible sight
and tried to get it out of my mind, but couldn't. I just curtseyed and
said, "Yes Mistress Helen. Thank you Mistress Helen." God I was
pathetic.
She then pressed a button on what looked like a TV remote and
immediately the butt plug in my sussy started vibrating. I let out a
moan in surprise and Mistress Helen said, "I guess it works. That's your
indication that I want you to drop whatever you're doing and report to
me immediately, understood ?" I of course curtseyed and said, "Yes
Mistress Helen." She said, "good. Here's your daily list of chores.
Empty the dishwasher and put those dishes away. Then clear the table and
place those dishes in the dishwasher. You'll do that after every meal. I
have things to do" and with that she left for her room. And so I started
my chores and began my life as my boss' and his wife's sissy cocksucking
maid and cum dump.
I struggled in my bondage restraints emptying the dishwasher and putting
away the dishes then clearing the table and loading it. I had to get the
ladder to reach the cabinets to put the dishes away. I then had an even
harder time in my bondage restraints as I did the dusting, vacuuming,
washing windows, and mopping floors. I was left alone in the house doing
chore after chore but couldn't even think of escaping, not dressed and
bound as I was. Both Master William and Mistress Helen were gone till
just after lunch when Mistress Helen returned from wherever she went.
She buzzed me with my butt plug while I was in the laundry room loading
the washing machine with their bedding from their bedroom.
I found her sitting at the dining room table. There was a manila folder
lying on the table with some papers sticking out at the bottom. She
wanted me to sign the two papers at the places she indicated but kept
her hands on top of the manila folder, preventing me from opening it to
read what the papers said. She just told me to sign them. Knowing I
didn't have much of a choice, I did as she asked. She then said that
there were some boxes in the garage behind her car that I needed to
carry to my room. I was to just set them in my room in the corner by the
clothes rack and we'd take care of them later. There were six, all taped
shut and not too heavy but I could only carry one at a time, so it took
me awhile to get them all placed in my room.
She then had me serve her some fruit and cottage cheese while I had to
get under the table and lick her to several orgasms. After doing so, she
said I had a very talented tongue and was quite an excellent pussy
licker as much as I was a cocksucker. She then had me repair my makeup
and then continue with my chores, which is how I spent the rest of the
day Saturday.
At dinner time, I again served them their meal, sucked off Master
William's cock as my meal while he ate his, and again did such a good
job that I got some of his table scraps. I then cleared the table and
loaded the dishwasher after first emptying it. I was glad Master Malcolm
wasn't there for dinner but after dinner I was then strapped to the
coffee table and again fucked at both ends by Mistress Helen and her
strapon dildo while Master William's cock was down my throat. They then
switched places and as Master William fucked me, I licked Mistress Helen
to several orgasms. I had several sissy orgasms so my condom was once
again full when Master William removed it from my chastity cage and
emptied it into my mouth.
As before, I was excused afterwards to clean up and prepare for bed. I
donned the Black PVC and white lace baby doll nighty and slipped into
bed and fell almost immediately to sleep I was so exhausted from all the
chores. I still had terrible dreams though, again being dressed like a
street whore like Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman, except now I had real
boobs and I was quite a slut. I actually looked forward to getting
arrested to service all the police officers and jail inmate cock. I was
quite a popular prison bitch and I enjoyed it. I was always released the
next day to my skinheaded boyfriend/pimp/master who would take me home,
fuck my brains out and then send me out to work again the next night.
When my alarm woke me the next morning I realized I was losing my mind
and needed to escape soon or I'd willingly become someones fuck toy
forever.
Sunday went pretty much the same way as Saturday. I dressed in my Black
PVC bondage maid ensemble and heavy make-up. I'd serve them their
breakfast, and get served mine by sucking Master's cock while he ate
his, and then I'd get some of his table scraps. I'd do my chores in
chained bondage while my Master and Mistress were out, and at lunch, I'd
again lick Mistress Helen while she ate a light lunch. Mistress Helen
then had me get several shopping bags from her car. They were from
Master Chuck's fetish shop. Mistress Helen said it was presents from her
and Master William and that Master Chuck also sent his regards.
They contained another two PVC fetish maid uniforms with matching
corset, lingerie, bondage restraints and high-heeled platform sandals.
This time they were in Grey PVC and White Lace and Baby Pink PVC and
White Lace. There was also more cosmetics, a very pale blonde wig
identical in style to the wavy brown one I was wearing and spirit gum
and remover. I could now finally remove the wig I was wearing.
After the post dinner bondage fuck session in the living room, Mistress
Helen ordered me to dress in my Baby Pink PVC and White Lace ensemble
before I reported in the morning and excused me to clean up and dress
for bed. She wanted me to wear the blonde wig as well and said I could
remove my brown wig tonight and take a shower before bed. I was so
delighted that I could remove my wig and shower I was very happy and
thanked Mistress Helen and curtseyed with a very big smile on my face.
The shower felt wonderful. There were some body soaps and scented bath
washes and I used them to clean myself off. I also used them to douche
my well used sussy. I stepped out of the shower smelling very flowery
like a girly-girl but it was better than feeling like a dirty little
slut, even if that's what I was anyway.
After cleaning up and donning my baby doll nighty, I again fell right to
sleep and again had a dream of being a whore except now I worked in a
brothel run by my skinheaded boyfriend and master. This kept me from
being out on the street so I couldn't get arrested but I still serviced
the town's police chief and his officers for free as a protection
payment whenever they visited. I was the brothels bondage slut, dressed
in skimpy lingerie and strapped down in stocks to be fucked however they
wanted. They'd also spank me with leather paddles and I'd squeal in
delight as they did so. I woke up when my alarm clock sounded and I was
even more depressed by my dream than ever before. I began to wonder if
I'd ever escape.
Still, I rose and got dressed in the Baby Pink PVC and White Lace Maids
uniform with matching PVC lingerie and butt plug harness and butt plug,
heavy makeup in light greys and pinks and the blonde wig which I did in
a updo ponytail. After donning all the matching bondage restraints and
matching collar I stared at myself in my vanity mirror and could only
think that all I needed was a pair of boobs and I'd be the stereotypical
blonde bimbo. It's then that I noticed that the tags on my collar had
some different words. The medallions now read "Sissy", "Slut", "Bimbo"
and I began to think I was becoming Prissy-Sissy Submissy for real and
forever.
I reported upstairs and did the usual breakfast preparation and waited
for Master William and Mistress Helen while standing in my usual spot in
the corner. Master William was already dressed for work in a suit and
tie. That's when I realized it was Monday already and I began to wonder
about my job. Master William, as usual, immediately finished his first
cup and I promptly filled his cup without him even asking, retrieving
the coffee carafe and had it in hand after he sat down. I was standing
in my corner again when I saw Master William unzip his pants and I knew
what was expected of me so I just knelt down and crawled under the table
between his legs to his waiting cock.
I gave him another of my slow sensual blow jobs and was again rewarded
with a mouthful of cum and a plate full of breakfast scraps. As he was
about to leave, I took a big risk and asked Master William, "Master
William, don't I need to report to work today ?" He stopped and turned
to look at me and then broke out in a big smile. He replied, "Dressed
like that ? No, you'd be too much of a distraction to me and the other
men." I was about to say I could go home and change when he thoroughly
crushed any hopes I might've had for escaping. He said, "Your job
there's been terminated, and your desk has already been cleaned out. You
work for Mistress Helen here now, she'll explain everything. I've got to
go." And with that he left.
I got up off the floor stunned by this revelation. I was now unemployed
except as a sissy slut bondage maid. I looked at Mistress Helen and she
said, "Don't worry Prissy-Sissy. Everything will be just fine. We'll get
you another job sometime but today, we're going to have so much fun. We
need to go shopping to get you a dress for your date with Master Malcolm
tomorrow night. It's your Valentines Day Date. I'm sure you'll want to
be dressed especially sexy for him tomorrow night. I wanted to scream
fuck you you crazy fucking bitch. I don't want any of this. Go to hell
with Master Malcolm and Master William. But as usual, I just curtseyed
and said, "Yes Mistress Helen. Thank you Mistress Helen."
She ordered me to clean off the table and then meet her down in my room.
She had some surprises for me there. When I got there, she had opened
one of the boxes and I immediately recognized some more of my girly
wardrobe from my apartment. Specifically, baby pink knee high go-go
boots, and a matching baby pink PVC mini skirt and cropped jacket. It
was my fantasy bimbo outfit. I began to have this sinking feeling
though, that this wasn't going to be a fantasy any longer, that with the
wig and lingerie I was wearing, I'd be looking like a bimbo for real.
To complete my suspicions, she opened another box and in it were very
realistic looking breast, hip and butt prosthesis. She had me strip
completely naked except for the chastity cage and cover and then began
gluing the prosthetics on. She said that these had been Amanda's when
she first worked here but she eventually developed real ones and didn't
need these anymore. Once she was done, I really did look like a bimbo
with my blonde wig, full C cup boobs jutting from my chest, and round
and pert butt and hips.
She had me put my baby pink PVC and white lace panties and bra back on,
tied me into my corset again and then had me put on the white PVC
stockings. I then put on the matching baby pink PVC mini skirt, jacket
and go-go boots. I was the the perfect image of a late teens or early
twenties bimbo. She then said, "Come on honey, today I'm Aunty Helen and
you're my niece visiting from college, and we're going shopping for a
sexy red dress for your date tomorrow night." And we were out the door
into her car and heading to the mall.
I was terrified about being out and dressed so slutty and provocative. I
didn't want anyone to see me like this, and "Aunty" Helen could sense my
fear. She said, "Don't worry sweetie. No one's going to know. I'd bet
your own mother wouldn't recognize you dressed like that." Mistress
Helen was dressed very conservatively in a business skirted suit so with
me next to her, I looked even more like the young trampy bimbo.
Soon we were at the mall and I was trying not to swing my hips and butt
but the high-heeled boots made it impossible not to mince and walk with
a slightly exaggerated swing in my hips. Guys were checking me out and
smiling and I just smiled and kept walking trying not to let them see
how terrified I was. Soon we were at the last place I wanted to be,
Francine's of Hollywood, a store which carried some of the sluttiest
clothes around, just the store for a young bimbo like Prissy-Sissy.
She immediately made her way to the Valentines Day dresses and started
flipping through what was available. She pulled out a dress and said, I
think this will be perfect. Just then a young saleswoman came up to us
and asked if she could help us find something. "Aunty" Helen said that
she thought we'd found the perfect dress for me for my Valentines Day
date tomorrow and asked where the fitting room was. The saleswoman
smiled at me and I smiled as best as I could back at her and she then
led us to the fitting rooms.
Soon I was trying on the very short, tight fitting Red Satin and Lace
dress. It was almost completely Red Lace with just a short Red Satin
slip underneath to cover the wearers lingerie. As I modeled it for
"Aunty" Helen, she said, "It's perfect for you, Prissy. You even get to
wear your Red Satin lingerie ensemble you bought the other day and your
Red Satin high-heel sandals." I began to regret more than ever buying
that lingerie ensemble. But I just smiled and said, "Yes Aunty Helen.
It's just wonderful." I even sounded like a girly bimbo.
The saleswoman just smiled and as I went to change back into my pink
bimbo outfit, she asked Aunty Helen if there was anything else we'd need
and she said, "No. That was it." I joined them at the checkout counter
and that's when "Aunty" Helen noticed the Help Wanted sign behind the
cash register.
"Oh look Prissy, they're looking for help at this store. Weren't you
looking for a new job?"
The saleswoman said, "Yes we need people to help during the days and
early evenings before the mall closes."
I replied, "But Aunty, I've never worked in retail before." I was
terrified to have to work here.
But the saleswoman said, "That's okay, no experience's necessary. We'll
train you to be a Francine's saleswoman on the job and in no time you'll
be part of the Francine's of Hollywood family. I think you're perfect
for working here. You're just the kind of young lady Francine's of
Hollywood is looking for." She then handed me an application and then
rang up the sale. She then said I could bring back the application at
anytime. That she'd look forward to me working there. I just smiled and
thanked her and couldn't wait to get out of there.
On the way home Mistress Helen said that I should apply for the job. I
asked her how, I'm not a young lady, I'm a sissy, and I don't even have
ID anymore. She said that she'd take care of that soon. She said that
this job would be great experience for me being out dressed as a girl
and interacting with people as a girl. I didn't want to disagree so I
just said, "Yes, Mistress Helen, you're right." I just hoped that she'd
forget about it. That last thing I wanted was more experience being
dressed and interacting with people as a girl. She then reached into the
shopping bag and pulled out the job application and slipped it into her
purse. I could only wonder what her plans were.
The rest of the day went as usual. I did my chores, served Master and
Mistress their dinner, performed my mid-dinner blow job for Master
William, got some of his table scraps, and then after clearing the
table, had the usual post dinner bondage fuck session. I was then
released to shower and get ready for bed. Mistress said that I should
dress in the Red PVC and Black Lace maids uniform, coordinating red
makeup and blonde wig in the morning. That way, I'd be all ready made-up
and would only need to change for when my date arrived.
That night as I slept my recurring nightmare got even more strange. I
was no longer just a whore in a brothel. My ex-con boyfriend and master
created a filming studio in a part of the brothel, so now I was also a
big breasted t-girl porn star. I was usually dressed in slutty
submissive outfits, like a French Maid, Naughty Nurse, and Sexy
Secretary, and then was usually fucked by numerous very well endowed
men. I liked it rough and liked to be bound up and spanked. I enjoyed
being double-teamed as well. When my alarm clock woke me up that
morning, I began to wonder if my nightmares were more like glimpses into
my future if I didn't find an escape and soon.
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