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In Service to Miss Lynda: The sky was beginning to turn purple as twilight descended upon the area. It was nearly 6 O'clock, and Mistress Lynda would be arriving home soon from a long hard day at her job. As a bio-chemist, she put in long hours each day, running tests and gathering data. It was my job to ensure that all was right at home and she would have a relaxing evening. The Cornish game hen was properly prepared and cooking in the oven. The table had been set (for one, my place was not at the table with Mistress) and I had just turned on some of Mistresses favorite soft mood music on the stereo system. As I scurried toward the door to await her arrival, my heels clicked delicately on the hardwood floor as I rushed to my place. A warm smile came across my lipstick painted lips as I arrived in my waiting position. It was Mistresses favorite red lipstick and I remembered she was wearing the same as I had dressed her for work this morning. Since then, I had been busy, cleaning the apartment, running errands and tending to all of Mistresses needs. I the only time I had to myself was an hour in the morning to take a bubble bath and ensure I smelled of Mistresses favorite scent. Afterward I dressed in my black satin maid uniform and ensured that my seamed stockings were straight and that the garters peeked through under my short skirt the way Mistress liked. I heard her key turn in the door lock and I straightened myself to look presentable with my head and eyes slightly downcast and my chest thrust forward and upright as Mistress had instructed. "Good evening Mistress Lynda," I greeted her as I performed a slight curtsy. I then arose and took her satchel and rushed to put it in it's proper place. I then ran back and removed her coat and hung it in the closet. By then Mistress had made her way to the chaise lounge and had eased into it to relax from a long day at the office. "Good evening Julie," Mistress spoke, as she began to unwind in her chair. As I arrived at the foot of the lounge, I removed Mistresses heels and began to massage her feet. She was exhausted from a day at work and would need plenty of attention. "Would you care for a glass of wine Mistress?" I asked as I awaited further instruction. "Finish the foot massage first darling, and then you may bring me my wine," she instructed. "And Julie, make sure that my calves receive equal attention." Her calves were indeed tense from spending all day on her feet. "Yes Mistress, anything you wish," I replied. I was only to happy to do anything for this beautiful Goddess of a woman. Her blonde hair sparkled in the sunlight! Her soft features brightened any room that she graced with her presence! She was such a fine display of feminine finery! If only I could achieve the feminine beauty and grace she easily exhibited. Perhaps if I worked hard at my skills, someday I would display the soft, womanly disposition always she generated. It seemed as if hours had gone by, as I was lost in a sensuous world of my own as I caressed Mistress' calves and feet. She had such lovely legs and I could spend hours giving her my undivided attention. In actuality it had been 15 minutes. "You may bring me my wine now Julie," Mistress whispered. Such a soft, sultry voice! I would obey any command that came from these luscious lips. "Yes Mistress, right away!" I tore myself from my task and arose from the floor. I gave a gentle curtsy and went to fetch a glass of Mistress' favorite wine. I also knew the oven timer would be going off soon and I would have to finalize dinner. I gracefully excused myself and promptly returned to Mistress. "Your wine Mistress" I said, as I extended the glass to her. Her lovely, well manicured hands took the glass from me. What magnificent nails Mistress has I thought to myself. But then again, why wouldn't she. Despite the hardships her hands endured all day caring for patients, I manicured and pedicured her nails every evening, ensuring they were perfect before she retired to bed. I smiled and asked to be excused so that I could prepare dinner. I placed Mistresses dinner on the table and returned to help her from her seat. I held out her chair to seat her. (I use to do that as a male too, I thought to myself. Hold open doors or pull out chairs for ladies, etc) Now that I was Mistresses property, I was no longer a male. I was on a journey toward femininity that would last a lifetime. First I served Mistress her salad while I finished the final garnishes on the main course. After she had finished her salad, the Cornish game hen was served, along with another glass of wine. While Mistress enjoyed her meal, I began to clean up the mess in the kitchen. I had time to finish the kitchen and grab a quick bite for myself while Mistress relaxed in front of the television. I did not need long to eat, as I was on a strict diet, to ensure that my waistline stayed trim and feminine. After I had finished my meal and cleaned up the kitchen I returned to the parlor to join Mistress. "Is there anything I can do for you Mistress" I asked as I curtsied entering the room. "I am still sore and stressed from work today Julie," Mistress informed me. "I will take care of that right away Mistress." I approached her and curtsied again. I then began to massage her neck and shoulders. She was indeed tense. The massage classes I had attended would soon take care of this. I had become an "expert" in so many things, all so that I could please my Mistress. I gently soothed her tired muscles in her neck and shoulders. "That feels wonderful Julie" she sighed. "Anything to please you Mistress" I responded. I continued to massage Mistress for the next half hour. She was still tense from her long day at work, but after the ? hour massage, she was now completely relaxed. Mistress decided she would view some evening television and invited me to join her. As all of my chores were done, I gladly accepted her invitation. As Mistress settled comfortably into her favorite chair, I took my place beside her, as I curled up comfortably beside her on the floor. Mistress occasionally stroked and petted my hair as she flipped through channels on the remote. I was so complacent and content to sit at the feet of this beautiful woman and enjoy any attention that came my way. Mistress scrolled though channels for about 45 minutes and decided that there wasn't anything that merited her interest. "Julie, you may draw me a bath now," she said. I eager arose and hurried to the bathroom to draw Mistresses bath. This would be one of my favorite parts of the evening, as I would be allowed to see her magnificent body naked, and I also would be able caress all of her heavenly body as I bathed her. What a lucky gurl I am. My heels clicked as I hurried toward the bathroom. I paused in the pantry and grabbed a few candles and continued to the bathroom. Once inside, I turned on the water and began to warm it to a suitable temperature for Mistress. While the water was warming, I places a few candles into the gold plated candle holders and lit them. I then returned to the faucet and found the temperature to be suitable. I plugged the tub and it began to fill. As it filled, I poured some of Mistresses favorite scents into the tub along with a generous amount of bubble bath. I stirred the water to create more bubbles. Satisfied, I rose quickly and met Mistress as she was about to enter the bathroom. She was dressed in the soft velvety robe I had recently purchased for her. "Are we ready yet, Julie?" Mistress inquired. "Yes Mistress, we are," I said as I curtsied. I removed Mistresses robe and helped her into the bath. She slid into the warm, bubbly water and breathed a sigh of relaxation. "This is perfect Julie, thank you," whispered Mistress. "Thank you Mistress," I replied. "Give me a few moments to unwind before you begin Julie," said Mistress. "Certainly Mistress," I replied. "Let me attend to your things while I wait, Mistress." "Yes, please do that" spoke Mistress. With that I rose and went to the bedroom. I gathered the uniform that she had worn to work which was layered on the floor along with her delicate undergarments. I quickly picked them up and took them to the hamper. Tomorrow was wash day and I would be busy with all of Mistresses wash, from taking in her dry cleaning to washing the rest at home, including hand washing all of her dedicates. Once the bedroom was tidy again I returned to the bathroom and stood patiently as Mistress relaxed. After a few minutes of waiting, Mistress spoke. "You may begin now Julie." With that I grabbed a new loofah and poured some Warm Vanilla Sugar body wash on it. I gently lifted Mistresses left arm and began to softly wash her delicate skin. Mistress closed her eyes and sighed. She slid a bit deeper in the tub and lifted her arm a bit higher so I could bath all of it. I meticulously washed every bit of her arm before reaching for the other. Mistress helped me by extending her arm so I could reach all of it. When I finished both arms I gently lifted Mistress forward so I could wash her back. She sighed as I worked the loofah in a small circular motion around and around, caressing and scouring every inch of her silky soft skin. Beginning at her neck and shoulders, I slowly worked my way down to her lower back. When finished with that, I repeated the process on her left leg, pausing to massage her foot again as I bathed it. When finished she extended her other leg for me to repeat the process. When all of her had been bathed, I paused for further instruction. We sat in silence as Mistress relaxed and enjoyed my anxiety. It was only a little more than a minute, but it seemed like an hour to me. Finally I spoke. "May I Mistress?" I inquired. "No Julie, not tonight," replied Mistress. With that she extended her hand. I placed the loofah in it and arose and stood back from the tub. Once I had done this, Mistress then proceeded to wash her most delicate of areas. "Perhaps tomorrow, if you are good," Mistress giggled. "Anything you wish Mistress," I replied. I then brought Mistress a new loofah, this one moisten with facial scrub. She proceeded to wash her face and then decided she would relax in the tub for a few minutes. "You may leave Julie," she said. "Yes Mistress." And I left her to relax in the tub. I went out to the hall and waited patiently with a luxurious soft towel draped across my arms. Ten minutes later, Mistress called. "I am ready," she said. I entered the bathroom and held open the towel. She slipped inside and I began to gently pat her dry. As she dried I reached for her favorite lotion and began to apply it to her arms and legs. Once these were done I applied it to her back as well. Mistress then wrapped the towel around her and walked to the bedroom. As she exited, I drained the tub and cleaned up the bathroom. When I was satisfied that all was in order in the bathroom, I joined Mistress in the bedroom. She had wrapped a towel around her lovely long hair and was sitting at her dressing table. I came over and removed the towel and began to carefully brush her hair, insuring that there were no knots, and I did not pull on them harshly. Once her hair was fully brushed out, I took the hair dryer and began to dry her hair, always on the low setting, so as not to fray or damage her beautiful hair. I continued my brushing ritual as I did so. Once here hair was fully dry and brushed Mistress smiled at me. I curtsied and excused myself to grab a night gown for her. I returned with a soft, silky light blue nightgown that barely covered her thighs, showing off her lovely long legs. The front delicately caressed her firm, supple breasts and showed enough cleavage to drive me wild. "I will read for a while Julie," she said. I moved to the bed and turned down the covers. While she was relaxing, I had placed a bed warmer in it's place and the bed was deliciously warm and cozy, the perfect way to ward off a cold Canadian night. "Mmmmm, this is lovely Julie, thank you," she said. "It is my pleasure Mistress," I spoke. "I will read for a half hour," she said. "Yes Mistress." And I handed her the novel she was nearly half through. As she took it, I pulled the covers up to cover her half way and curtsied, excusing myself to finish up my chores for the evening. I ensured that everything was tidy and in order in the household. I got a coffee pot ready for the morning, and turned down all of the lights in the rest of the house. The half hour had passed, and I had not heard from Mistress. I returned to the bedroom to see if she desired anything else for the evening. Forty minutes has passed since I had last checked on Mistress. I had been very busy attending to my "duties" and did not notice the time. As I was finished with all of my chores, I hurried to check on her, my heels clicking sharply as I scurried to Mistresses bedroom. When I arrived, I saw the light was still on and Mistress had the book laying on her lap in the bed. She had a glowing smile on her lovely face. I curtsied and knocked lightly on the half open bedroom door. "You may enter Julie" Mistress beckoned. I saw that Mistress had turned off the reading light beside her bed and had lit a candle in it's place. It was one of her favorite scented Yankee Candles and it's fragrant aroma filled the room. "I was quite aroused by my book Julie," Mistress said. I looked carefully and saw that her right hand was cradling her ample breasts while her left hand had disappeared below the covers. "I think I may have some use for you yet my pet." She smiled. As she spoke, her left hand appeared from beneath the covers. It was moist and the bright nail polish on her lovely fingers glistened from the moisture. Her glistening fingers wiggled as they motioned me toward her. I curtsied again and reply "Yes Mistress, anything you desire" and scurried toward her. When I arrived at the bedside, she held out her left index finger. It was slightly covered with a glistening dampness that I recognized oh so well. Without a pause I immediately opened my mouth and my ruby red lips engulfed her damp index finger, sucking the muskiness from her lovely finger. Mistress hooked my mouth with her finger and pulled me downward toward the bed and the book on her lap. I continued to worship her finger as Mistresses other hand grabbed the book and flung it on the floor. "You may find my spot and mark it for me later, Julie," she whispered. "Right now, I believe you have other matters to attend to." As she spoke, she pulled down the covers to reveal her womanhood, which was shining with a slick, wetness. She pulled me toward the heavenly area that I worshiped so tremendously. "Perform your magic, Julie" she sighed, releasing her finger from my mouth. I immediately went to work, worshiping Mistresses womanhood. This was my greatest pleasure in life, and everything I had done throughout my existence had trained me for these moments. This was my purpose in life, to provide Mistress with pleasure. My lips gently kissed her soft vagina. What a perfectly wonderful place for my lips to be! I had ensured that my lips would always be soft and moist, just for occasions such as this. I began softly, and gently increasing the force and frequency of my soft, tender kisses. Mistress sighed as her other hand continued to caress her breasts. I was lost in paradise! The warm musk of Mistresses aroma filled my nostrils. My tongue began to peak out from my lips, flicking so slightly against the softest areas of Mistresses body. Slowly more and more of my tongue began to lap up Mistresses loveliness. I would take my time, as it would most likely be at least a half an hour, or maybe more that I would be confined to the place I loved more than anywhere in the entire world. My head was between Mistresses soft, gentle thighs, and my tongue was now worshiping the most heavenly of temples in the entire world! My practiced skills were now being fully deployed as my tongue danced up and down, back and forth across Mistresses clitoris. MMMMM what a wonderful place for me to be. My tongue was now doing most of the work, but my lips would occasionally find the soft sweetness of Mistresses pudenda as they would alternately kiss and suck on its soft sweetness. This would allow me to catch my breath and momentarily rest my tongue so I could eagerly continue my most pleasant of tasks. I could tell that I was doing well as Mistress stopped fondling her breasts, and grabbed the back of my head to pull me closer. The soft moans she omitted let me know that I had indeed "hit the spot." I continued my gentle assault on my target, as Mistresses moans began to build into gasps and sighs. I would work my "magic" until she shuddered with the orgasmic cries I cherished hearing. The faster my tongue danced, the louder her cries became. As she neared her climax, she pulled me even closer, forcing my tongue to enter her as it rollicked over and inside her vagina. With a great gasp she shuddered, collapsing with exhaustion. She released my head and push me back. "You have exhausted me my pet." Mistress lay back and basked in the afterglow of her intense orgasm. Her body was both completely relaxed and exhausted. Her lovely face glowed, filled with a sexy, post orgasmic smile. "You have done well yet again Julie my love" she sighed. Come cuddle with me until I fall asleep. She lifted the other side of her covers and beckoned me into her bed. Oh what a lucky gurl I am, I thought to myself. To be here, next to Mistress, cuddling the warm afterglow of her orgasm. I kicked off my shoes and immediately cuddled up next to her, feeling the warmth of our bodies pressing sensuously against each other. I would pick up her book and mark it later, after blowing out the candle and tucking Mistress in for the night later. Now I was basking in the satisfaction of my purpose on this earth. To bring satisfaction to my Mistress in always shapes and fashions! And now I enjoyed it's greatest reward. The warmest of human touches, as I cuddled with Mistress until she had fallen asleep. I awoke a few hours later and saw that the candles had burnt almost entirely out! What a bad gurl I had been! I had fallen asleep tucked in the warmth of Mistresses bed! I quietly slide from beneath the covers and slipped my shoes back on (a gurl should NEVER walk around without her heels on) and retrieved Mistresses book. I carefully marked the page and placed it on the night stand beside her bed. I softly blew the candles out and made sure Mistresses was warmly tucked in for the evening. It was almost midnight and I had plenty of time to prepare for the morning. Tomorrow was Saturday and Mistress and I was sure she would be sleeping in. That gave me a few extra hours to get ready for the morning. I quietly slipped out of Mistresses bedroom and crept down the hall to the spare bedroom (which was normally mine, except for when Mistress had guests. Then I would sleep in pet bed at the foot of her bed, but that is another story) I slipped off my maid uniform and into a pink nightie. I washed the makeup from my face and climbed into bed. I decided I could sleep in a bit and set the alarm for 6 am. That would give me plenty of time to arise and be ready to greet Mistress in the morning. I drifted off to sleep still basking in the warmth of Mistresses softness. At 6 am my alarm quiet woke me from a wonderful slumber. I dreamt I was alone on a tropical island with Mistress. We were playing in the warm surf, our bodies clad in matching bikinis! Her remarkable body glistened in the sunlight, showing off her perfect tan. Even better, I had REAL DD breasts and my body and tan almost matched that of Mistress! As we splashed each other the drops of water rolled down my cleavage and the sun shone brightly on MY ample bosom. I smiled as I arose from the bed. I looked down and alas, I did not have DD breasts. I smiled again, as I knew I soon would have an adequate substitute as I would be re-attaching my life like breast forms for the day. I skipped off to the shower and cleaned myself up with a scented body wash. I carefully shaved any of the stray hairs that I might have. I had begun hormone therapy at Mistresses request and soon most of my body hair growth would cease and I would enjoy a much "curvier" figure. Mistress hoped that I could "grow" almost B cup breasts on my own. Anything else might need to be augmented. Of course the large custom breast forms would soon give me a more ample bosom. I giggled slightly as I thought of this! Next it was off to the dressing table, where I applied an ample amount of adhesive to my forms and secured them to my chest. After smoothing down the ends and applying a bit of concealer, you could hardly tell that they weren't really mine! Next, I perfectly applied my makeup, as Mistress had taught me. The dark, smokey eyes she loved so much! The long, false eyelashes, amplified by the proper application of mascara. A touch of blush to highlight my cheeks and of course the crimson lipstick that Mistress so loved on me. Satisfied, I brushed out my own long thick hair and put it up in a ponytail. I then donned my uniform and ensured that the seams in my stockings were perfectly straight. Now that I was the "perfect" french maid again, my heels clicked slightly on the hardwood floors as I swished down the hall to the kitchen to repair breakfast. I had taken extra time getting ready, indulging myself as I perfected my makeup application. I so loved putting on makeup and took great pride in making sure that I was always presentable! It was 7 am and in an hour I would be bringing Mistress her Saturday morning breakfast in bed. This was a routine on weekends that Mistress did not work. I made sure she had time to enjoy relaxing in bed and fully enjoying her breakfast before rising for the day. Weekdays were somewhat rushed, depending on Mistresses work schedule, but the weekends were her time to slow down and enjoy life. Saturday was usually Mistresses favorite omelet, along with 2 strips of bacon and lightly buttered toast. I set about preparing the omelet, just as Mistress liked and had everything timed out perfectly to be knocking on Mistresses bedroom door at 8am, just as she liked. With a gentle tap, I announced my presence at the door. At first she did not answer and I heard her voice as she was speaking on the phone. I waited patiently. Although I did not mean to intrude, I could hear parts of her conversation. She was speaking to someone about a "party" and she said that "James, would be so surprised!" I soon heard Mistresses voice call out. "You may enter, my pet," responded Mistress. She must have arisen early today, as she was already sitting up in bed, surfing through stations on the television. "Your timing is perfect, Julie," said Mistress. "I am absolutely famished after last night! You wore me out entirely! I slept like a log!" "Thank you Mistress," I said as I gently curtsied, and made sure I had extra "wiggle" in my walk as I moved over to place the tray on the bed and serve her breakfast. I did so with a great smile on my face, knowing how pleased Mistress was with my "performance" last night. Mistress took her time with breakfast, enjoying the omelet I had repaired for her. As she did so, I tidied the bedroom a bit and returned to finish up the dishes in the kitchen. When I returned to the bedroom she had finished her breakfast and placed the tray on the side of her bed. I curtsied again as I entered the room. "May I take the tray, Mistress?" I inquired. "In a minute Julie," she responded. First come sit here on the bed next to me. As she said this, she patted a spot next to her on the bed. I hurried over and eagerly sat beside her. "I am very pleased with your performance of late, Julie," she said. "Especially in the bedroom," she said with a smile. "So, I think you are ready for a reward." Mistress leaned over and gently stroked my hair as she said this. "Oh, I would like that very much Mistress!" I replied. "First, you will help me dress Julie and then we will see about your reward." With that she rose made her way toward the large walk-in closet that had been converted into a dressing area. She bade me to follow, which I eagerly did. "How are we dressing today Mistress?" I asked. "Something modest, but comfortable please Julie," she responded. "I will leave that for you to decide. I have some shopping to do, so something appropriate, and you have some cleaning to do, young lady!" I was puzzled as I always maintained the household in almost PERFECT conditions. "You see, I am hosting party tonight, and I want everything to be extra special. So I what EVERYTHING in tip top shape, Julie!" Mistress commanded. I curtsied and said, "Of course Mistress." I wasn't sure exactly what was going on as Mistress had never said anything previously about a party. I had also never met any of her friends yet, although I was sure she probably had spoken of me. It's not everyone who has a live in sissy maid! And meeting her friends was bound to happen someday, I just didn't realize it would be today! How would they react to me I wondered. Would I be embarrassed in front of them? No, I must do everything Mistress commands and if she wants to show me off in front of her friends then I must be ready for this. I helped her into her bra and picked out a casual red top to go with her hip hugging jeans. "You see, today is my friend James's birthday and Kathy and I have decided to throw him a surprise birthday party. We will have a cocktail hour from 6pm to 7pm and you will have dinner ready promptly at 7pm. Is that understood Julie." "Of course Mistress," I said as I curtsied. "What will I be serving?" "I am not sure yet. I will decide while I am out shopping. In the mean time I want everything spotless Julie," she said. "Yes Mistress," I said as I curtsied again. "I will do anything you wish" Mistress giggled as I said this! "Of course you will darling," she said. "And Julie, I expect my guest will receive the same attention that I would. Are we understood, Julie?" "Of course Mistress," I said. I thought to myself that it was odd Mistress would question my attentiveness. I had always been obedient and shown proper respect. Why would that change in front of her "friends" I wondered. Little did I know what exactly Mistress had planned for the evening. With that, Mistress gathered her purse and gave me a peck on the cheek and headed for the door. It was only 9 am in the morning and Mistress rarely went out this early on a Saturday. I was very puzzled by this. Also, I had 9 hours until 'guests' arrived, and being I kept the place nearly spotless I did not have a lot to do. I was a bit uneasy, as Mistress had never entertained guests before. Well, at least not in the last 6 weeks I had been living there as her full time live in maid. In my 'lifetime' of 'dressing' I had been out before as 'Julie' but this would be my first time as Mistress Lynda's live in maid. While I was a bit apprehensive, I knew this day would eventually come and I really wanted to make a good impression with Mistresses friends. I paused and made a mental note of what needed to be done and then grabbed a rag and some cleaner and went to work! I had been cleaning for a few hours. I dusted, polished and vacuumed. All was going well when my cell phone registered a text message. My heels clicked as I scurried across the floor to answer it. It was from Mistress Lynda. It read, "Great news Julie, we will be having Stouffer's Lasagna for dinner which I will be bringing home along with a birthday cake for James. So you will not be cooking dinner. I will be home early in the afternoon!" I was again puzzled when I read the message. I assumed I would be preparing dinner. If Mistress Lynda was bringing home a heat up meal and birthday cake, what would I be doing? It seemed a bit strange to me, but I continued with the task at hand. I wanted to ensure that everything was spotless and make Mistress Lynda proud! It was close to 2 pm and I had finished polishing the good dinner ware, so I took a brief moment to pause for a snack. I had a small salad (a gurl needs to watch her figure) and was just about ready to do a double check on everything. I had just finished cleaning up my meal when Mistress Lynda walked in carrying a few bags. Her arrival caught me by surprise and I rushed to the door to take her things. "No Julie, I have these," she giggled and went directly to the bedroom. "You may go down to the car and retrieve the lasagna and cake please," she called. Perplexed as I was, I threw an overcoat on ( I had done this before to appear as a "normal woman" when I went to the garage. I was still a bit self-conscious about being out in a french maid uniform) and went down to the garage and retrieved the lasagna and cake. I carried them upstairs and put the lasagna out to thaw. I arranged the cake nicely on the counter and had just thrown away the bags when Mistress Lynda emerged from the bedroom. "Everything looks wonderful, Julie," she said. I curtsied and told her, "Thank you Mistress Lynda." She then giggled again and said, "Julie, I want you to be very presentable for my guests this evening. I want you to draw a bath for yourself please." I was now really puzzled? I expected I would be drawing a bath for Mistress and preparing her for the party. Why would I be drawing a bath for me this early in the afternoon? I curtsied and went to the bathroom, where I was followed by Mistress Lynda. "Julie, you will use the Pink Chiffon bubble bath please" she said and patted my rear with another giggle. "Yes Mistress" I replied. I started to run the water and began mixing the bubble bath in, swishing the water with my hand to ensure that there were plenty of bubbles. When the tub had filled I informed Mistress and went to undress and take my bath. I slid my stockings off and unstrapped my bra. I had not attached my breast forms, so they came right off. I went to the sink and washed off my makeup and removed my wig. I then removed my panties and slid into the tub. The warm water felt heavenly and I slid down to my neck, covered in luxurious bubbles. Just as I began soaking Mistress Lynda entered the bathroom. She picked up my wig and told me she was going to style it a bit for the evening. "I can do that Mistress," I started to say, but Mistress Lynda held her fingers up to her lips and told me to shhhhh. "Not another word Julie until I tell you that you may speak. Until then, lay back and relax in the tub. I want you to soak for at least a half hour before you begin grooming. And Julie I want you soft and spotless when you are done." With that she lit a candle and turned off the light and left the room. I was left in the soft glow of candle light, soaking in a warm tub of Pink Chiffon bubbles. This was a dream come true! I almost fell asleep in the tub! I was lost in a world of luxury! This was very strange! I should be pampering Mistress like this I thought to myself. I had lost all track of time when Mistress Lynda came back in the bathroom. "It's almost 4pm Julie, and you still have some work to do," she said, holding out a towel for me. I pulled the plug and drained the tub. As I emerged I wrapped the towel under my arms and around my body. Under the towel, I was completely hairless. As the tub drained, I ensured I hosed it down so that there would be no hair or other remains in the tub. After I had done this, Mistress handed my a bottle of Paris Amour body lotion and informed me that we would be trying something new. "I want you covered in this from head to toe, Julie" Mistress ordered. I took the lotion and begin to rub it into my body. It had a sweet fragrance and I very much enjoyed putting it on. While I was doing this Mistress disappeared from the bathroom. It took several minutes to make sure that I had put lotion on every inch of my body. I was nearly finished when Mistress Lynda came in with some boxes and my breast adhesive. I did not recognize the boxes, but Mistress Lynda handed them to me and told me to put them on. I opened the box and removed the first form. It was a DD cup! Mistress had bought me bigger forms. She smiled and told me to hurry. I went through my ritual and carefully adhered both of the DD forms to my chest, smoothing out the edges with body cover to make sure that the seams did not show. When I was satisfied went to wrap the towel around my body, but before I could Mistress Lynda shocked me by spraying a fragrance mist on my back! "This is Paris Amour mist to match the lotion," she giggled. "Hold still please Julie." Mistress sprayed generous amounts of the mist all over my body. "Come see what I have laid out for you Julie," Mistress said. I followed her to my bedroom and saw a new satin french maid uniform with a full and generous petticoat. "I think you will look lovely in this Julie," Mistress purred. I was shocked! All I could do was mutter, "Thank you Mistress." Mistress held up a new black underwire bra and informed me that I would need this with the new forms. I strapped on the bra and pulled out a pair of black satin panties to match and started to pull them up my legs. "Not yet Julie," said Mistress. She handed my a new black satin garter and a new pair of black seamed stockings. "These first," she ordered. I pulled the stockings carefully up my freshly shaven legs, so as not to run them. I then arranged the seam so that it was perfectly straight in the back. Before I could retrieve the panties Mistress handed me another pair. "You will wear these Julie," she ordered. I looked at them and saw they were black satin crotchless panties full of generous frilly ribbon and lace. "But first, we must remember this," said Mistress and she held up my CB-3000 chastity device. "Of course Mistress," I said and curtsied. I was a bit excited and was having trouble putting the device on. Mistress came back with a hand full of ice cubes and held them on my "clitty." "Silly gurl, what am I going to do with you?" she said. The cold was a shock to my body and I jumped, but Mistress ordered me to hold still and wait for the ice to work. Within a minute my "clitty" had shriveled and the device fit nicely. I then was instructed to put on the panties. After slipping on the panties I walked over to the bed and picked up the petti-coat. It was very full and very short. "Won't this make my skirt stand up to far Mistress?" I questioned. "Nonsense Julie, put it on immediately," she instructed. I put it on, and never had seen such a full petticoat! Next came the french maid uniform. As I slipped it on I notice it had extra ruffles around the wrists and displayed much more cleavage than my old uniform. Most of all the skirt was very short. With the full petticoat, it barely covered my panties! And on top of that they were crotchless, leaving me exposed in the rear if i bent over too far!! "You look lovely, so far," Mistress informed me. "It is nearly 5pm, so I will need to get ready," Mistress said. "But am I not dressing you Mistress?" I asked. "Not tonight Julie. You will put the lasagna on please and let the wine breathe. After that you will do your makeup. I want it extra sexy with very smokey eyes Julie, do you understand?" "Yes Mistress." I grabbed my skirt and went to curtsy, but the skirt stood up so much I really didn't have to lift it any. I performed my best curtsy and Mistress just giggled at my predicament. "Run along now Julie." And with that she dismissed me. I slipped on my heels and went to the kitchen to start the oven. While I was doing this I heard the shower come on as Mistress went off to the bathroom. I did as instructed and started the meal and set the table. I then opened the wine to breathe and rushed back to my dressing table. "Use what I have out for you Julie," I heard Mistress yell. There at the table was a new eye shadow set. I was called Mysterious Creatures and had an array of sexy and sultry colors. I began with my foundation and cover and moved to the eye liner. I then applied my longest false lashes and lined my eyes again. I then moved on to the new eyeshadow colors and had a wonderful time giving myself the smokey sultry look that Mistress admired and had requested. Next came mascara and some blush to help my face glow a bit. I finished with a luscious ruby red lipstick and added some lip gloss for that extra shine. I placed my styled wig on my head and ensured it did not tangle with my pearl earrings. I stopped for a second and admired myself. I was a sexy french maid! I looked ravishing! I giggled to myself as I left the dressing table. It was almost 6pm and Mistress had emerged from her bedroom. She was in a form fitting red dress that displayed her curvaceous body to its fullest. She had on open toed pumps that accentuated her legs perfectly. Her makeup was immaculate and her warm brown eyes glowed with a sultry look. Her red lips beckoned anyone seeing them to want to kiss them. I stopped and stared at the image of loveliness that stood before me. "You look incredible Mistress Lynda," I said as I again stumbled through a curtsy with my extra short skirt standing up. "Thank you Julie," she said as she giggled. "You look very sexy yourself." With that she came over and sprayed me with a few sprays of Paris Amour perfume. I notice she wore the same herself. "This is James's favorite perfume," she giggled and told me that we would do everything we could to ensure James had a wonderful birthday. "Of course Mistress," I said as I curtsied again. I then ran off to put dinner in the oven. It was almost 6pm and guests would be arriving shortly. "Please be extra attentive Julie. This is the first time you are meeting my friends and I want you to leave a very good impression. Especially James. This is his day and I want him to have a REALLY good time. Are we understood?" "Yes Mistress," I said with a puzzled look on my face. When have I ever been anything less than attentive I thought to myself as I curtsied. What makes tonight any different. With that the door bell rang. My heart skipped a beat and I froze for a second. "Julie, the door." Mistress nodded. I had forgotten myself for a second and moved toward the door. The new outfit with the fuller and shorter skirt, larger breast forms and the new eyeshadow. Why was Mistress so concerned with me making a good impression. What was different about this dinner party? My heels clicked as I arrived at the door to open it. I was about to find out what tonight was all about! I moved to the door and opened it slowly. At the door was a beautiful woman dressed nicely in a lovely dress accentuated smartly with perfect accessories. "Good Evening Mistress, and welcome," I said as I curtsied slightly. From behind me Mistresses voice called out. "Hi Kathy, you look great tonight! Kathy, this is Julie. Please welcome our guest Julie." Again I curtsied. "Welcome Mistress Kathy. It is a pleasure to have you here this evening!" I took Kathy's purse and went off to place it on the buffet. Kathy and Mistress Lynda hugged each other and I could hear them giggling. I thought I overheard Mistress Kathy say, you are right "she" is adorable. I hurried back over and asked if I could get anything for either of the ladies. "We will have some wine please Julie," Mistress Lynda ordered. The ladies went to the living room and sat down. I rushed off to get the wine for these two beautiful ladies. As I arrived back and handed each their glass, Mistress Kathy spoke. "You are adorable Julie," she said. "It is a pleasure to meet you. I hear you have been taking good care of Lynda," she giggled. "Yes Mistress." I curtsied. "Thank you." With that the door bell rang again. Mistress Lynda nodded her head in the direction of the doorway. My heels clicked as I hurried to answer the door. This time it was 2 young men, accompanied by another beautiful female. "Good evening and welcome," I said as I opened the door. "Tim, Mike, Mary glad you could make it," I heard Mistress Lynda echo. "Welcome Masters and Mistress." I curtsied. "May I take your things please." Mistress Stacy handed me her purse and Masters Tim and Mike just smiled at me mischievously. "May I show you to the living room and offer you some wine?" I asked. "Yes," replied Mistress Mary and I showed them to the living room where Mistress Lynda and Mistress Kathy were already deeply engaged in conversation. After showing the guest to Mistress Lynda I ran off to get the beverages. I returned and handed each a glass of wine. I could feel Masters Mike and Tim's eyes pouring over me. I blushed slightly and excused myself to return to the kitchen to tend on dinner. I could hear the conversation rise and fall. Were they talking about me? What were they saying? My ears were burning, but I remained true to my task and stayed out to the way. Again the door bell rang and I went to answer it. Again it was another beautiful female and another male. "You must be Master James and Mistress Stacy," I said as I curtsied. (they were the only guest not accounted for and I hoped that I got their names right) "Welcome and happy birthday Master James!" I curtsied again. I could feel Master James's eyes burning right through me as he eyed me. Mistress Stacy did not make eye contact, but did hand me her purse. "Please allow me to take your things and escort you to Mistress Lynda." I said. With that I took Mistress Stacy's purse and showed them to the living room where the rest of the guests were gathered. "May I offer you both a glass of wine?" I asked. Master James said yes, but Mistress Stacy requested a glass of water. I ran off and gathered the beverages for the 2 remaining guests and returned to them. "I have some horderves prepared Mistress, shall I serve them?" "Yes Julie, please do," smiled Mistress Lynda. I rushed off to get the horderves. I was blushing tremendously. I could feel all the eyes in the room gazing at me. What were they thinking, what were they saying. The more I thought, the more I blushed. Why did I even bother with makeup if my cheeks were going to be this rosy from embarrassment I thought! I stopped and focused. This evening is about Mistress Lynda and her guests. Pull yourself together Julie and remain focused on your tasks. I returned and offered all of the guests horderves. I was very busy for the next hour, filling wine glasses, cleaning up the horderves and tending to the kitchen and the final preparations at the table. Occasionally one of the guest would speak to me, to which I would answer briefly, but for the most part they kept the conversation to themselves. From the snippets I did overhear, they were talking about me A LOT! Was it good or bad I wondered. Was I making Mistress Lynda proud? I finally returned just prior to 7pm and announced that dinner was served. I seated Mistress Lynda at the head of the table and also held the chair for Master James (as it was his birthday) I began to serve the meal, serving Mistress Lynda first and then the others. While I did so, Mistress Stacy spoke to me. "Julie, do you enjoy serving Lynda?" she said. "Oh very much so Mistress," I curtsied. "I would do anything for Mistress Lynda" I said. Mistress Stacy smiled wickedly and giggled. "SHE is adorable Lynda, you must let me borrow her sometime." I did not stay to hear the response, I just continued with my duties. All of the guests were enjoying the meal and the service. I stayed busy ensuring everyone's glass was full and that they required nothing. After dinner I cleared the table as they retired to the living room for more conversation. After refreshing everyone's glasses Mistress Lynda said it was time for desert. While they all filed back to the table, I brought out the cake and lit the candles. They sang happy birthday to Master James and I then served the cake to all. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves and I stayed very busy. After all had finished they retired to the living room again, this time to open presents. As I brought Mistress Tiffany's gift out of the bedroom for her to give to Master James she spoke to me. "Julie, you have been very busy and I pleased with you this evening. But you are starting to perspire a bit. Please go freshen up while we open the gifts and then return." I excused myself and headed off to the bathroom where I dabbed a bit more perfume on, and touched up my make up. I was just about finished as I heard the chatter in the living room, there was clapping and such as they opened the gifts. I returned and saw they had finished giving the gifts and began to clean up the mess. "James, I hope you have had a wonderful birthday Mistress Lynda." said. "I actually have one more gift for you." she giggled. With that she led Master James to her bedroom. My heart sank as I saw this. What was Mistress Lynda going to "give" Master James? But as soon as she entered she left and returned to the living room. But instead of stopping there, she continued to the kitchen where I was finishing up. "Julie, come with me please" she ordered. I stopped and followed Mistress Lynda with a puzzled look on my face. We walked past the guests in the living room, where I could feel all of there eyes peering at me. We stopped at the bathroom and Mistress Lynda instructed me to freshen my lipstick. I was extremely puzzled and went to the mirror. Did I mess up my make up? Was I embarrassing Mistress Lynda with my appearance. I glanced in the mirror and saw everything was still perfect. A sexy and a bit slutty looking french maid peered back at me in the mirror. Mistress Lynda handed me the Revlon 'Toast of New York' lipstick and cleared her throat. "Julie, don't keep me waiting." she said. I accepted the lipstick tube and gently opened the cap and twisted the tube. I let the lipstick glide over my lips, further darkening the luscious red color that already adorned them. I went to grab a tissue to blot them, but Mistress Lynda stopped me and grabbed me by the hand. "I have something else for you to blot your lips on Julie." she giggled. She quickly led me to the bed room where Master James sat in Mistress Lynda's reading chair. "I have one more present for James, Julie darling, and you are it. You see James has always wanted a blow job from a sexy french maid, and you are going to help him out with that" she giggled. She released my hand and pushed me toward Master James. Master James slowly reached down and unzipped his jeans. My face must have been beet red as I took the final remaining steps toward Master James. I stopped and turned to Mistress Lynda, who gave me a stern look and nodded her head. A rush of embarrassment and emotion flooded me as I knelt down in front of Master James. With Mistress Lynda watching impatiently over my shoulder I leaned forward. Master James had slid his enormous manhood out of his jeans and it stood imposingly in front of me. I paused briefly and her Mistress Lynda clear her throat again. My head was flooded with thoughts! This was for Mistress Lynda, don't embarrass her. DO AS YOU ARE TOLD. I leaned forward and kissed the tip of Master James's throbbing member. I left a large 'Toast of New York' stain on the tip of his penis. I opened my mouth to form the perfect "O" and slid my head forward. I engulfed the entire penis and began to bob my head up and down. Master James moaned and place a hand on my head. He didn't push, he just seemed to be helping guide it up and down. I continue to work up and down, adding my tongue swirling around to try to add extra 'pleasure' for Master James. I had never done this to a man before, but thought about what I would like, and tried to do the same so that Master James would be pleased. His member grew in size and his moans increased. I used my tongue, my lips, bobbing my head all trying to do this as best as I could. I could hear Mistress Lynda giggling in the back ground. "What a sight you are Julie," she purred. I did nothing except concentrate on Master James. Up and down, using tongue, perfect "O"! I was trying to give the perfect blow job to one of my Mistresses best friends! All of a sudden I felt Master James stiffen and push down on my head. I felt a torrent of juices spray the back of my throat! I gagged slightly, but continued, not wanting to displease Mistress Lynda! I continued to bob and suck, gathering all of the warm, sweet juices. I released Master James's penis and pulled my head back. He was smiling, I had done well! A bit of Master James's cum leaked over my lips and I swirled my tongue, licking it back up. "What a wonderful present! Thank you Julie, and thank you Lynda!" "It's my pleasure, James," replied Mistress Lynda. "It appeared to be Julie's pleasure too!" I was greatly embarrassed and blushing beyond control. I stood and curtsied to Master James and Mistress Lynda . "May I please freshen up Mistress Lynda?" I asked. "Of course darling," replied Mistress Lynda. "We want you to look your best Julie. The night is hardly over!" she giggled. What did that mean, I wondered as I hurried to the bathroom to freshen up! Mistress Lynda met me at the bathroom just as I was finishing up. She grabbed me by the elbow and escorted me back to the living room. I was still blushing and nervous, especially in front of Master James. As we entered the living room, Mistress Lynda released my elbow and announced that we had more celebrating to do! Julie, I want you to go to the kitchen and get the bottle of champagne that I have chilling in the ice bucket. I did not remember any champagne, but I curtsied and quickly went to the kitchen. Sure enough, there were 3 bottles of champagne on ice in 3 buckets. I grabbed seven glasses and a bottle and returned to the living room. "Julie, you may open and pour a glass for each of my guests," said Mistress Lynda. I opened the bottle with a loud pop and began to pour. "None for me, Julie," said Mistress Stacy. "Nonsense," replied Mistress Lynda. "We have many things to celebrate tonight. James's birthday, Julie's first dinner party among many other firsts for 'her'," said Mistress Lynda with a giggle. "You must have at least a half a glass Stacy. Julie, please serve Stacy first." At that I poured the first glass and gave it to Mistress Stacy. I then proceeded to give all of the guests a glass. "To James and to Julie," said Mistress Lynda, raising her glass. All of the guests drank from their glasses, especially Master James with a wicked smile. "I am so glad to have Julie here," said Mistress Lynda and I am glad that my friends can 'enjoy' her as well," she said and took another sip. The conversation continued like this for the next half hour. Mistress Lynda was sure to pay extra attention to Mistress Stacy and coax her into drinking her glass of champagne. When all were done, Mistress Lynda gave me a scolding look and said, "Julie, I believe you have glasses to fill." I curtsied and began to fill champagne glasses, beginning with Mistress Stacy. "No, I've had enough," said Mistress Stacy, but Mistress Lynda gave me a look and I continued to pour. "She has already poured the glass Stacy, please be a dear and drink it so it doesn't go to waste." As I went to go around the room, Master's Tim and Mike along with Mistress Mary announce they had to be going, as they had another engagement to attend. As they bid the others farewell, I poured another glass for Mistress Kathy and Master James. I gathered Mistress Mary's purse and returned it to her and saw them to the door along with Mistress Lynda. After Mistress Lynda bid them goodnight, she returned to the others. Mistress Stacy already seemed a bit tipsy, but Mistress Lynda and Mistress Kathy encouraged her to finish. That brought and end to the first bottle of champagne and Mistress Lynda ordered me to the kitchen for another. As I returned you could tell that Mistress Stacy had already had a little too much to drink and was a bit uncomfortable. "Stacy darling, you should have one more, it will settle you down." "No more please," said Mistress Stacy. "Julie, Mistress Stacy is very tense, I think she needs a massage. Stacy, Julie gives the most wonderful massages, let her help you relax." With that Mistress Lynda nodded to me and I put down the bottle and moved over to Mistress Stacy. "That's really not necessary, Julie," Mistress Stacy said. Mistress Lynda looked at me sternly again and I moved over behind where Mistress Stacy was sitting and began to rub her shoulders. I had much practice at this, as I massaged Mistress Lynda every night. Although she was very uncomfortable being touched by me, Mistress Stacy soon began to relax under my expert touch. At first, she was so tense from my touch that I thought every muscle in the shoulders and neck were about to explode, but within 30 seconds, she began to loosen up. After a minute, she was completely relaxed and seemed to be enjoying herself. Mistress Lynda smiled at me and picked up the champagne bottle and poured another glass for herself, Mistress Kathy and Master James. I continued to massage Mistress Stacy for more than 10 minutes. At that point, she was completely relaxed. Mistress Lynda then smiled at me and said, "Her feet too please Julie." "Yes Mistress Lynda." I curtsied and moved to the front of Mistress Stacy's chair and removed her pumps. I picked up here right foot and gently began to work on it. Again, at first she seemed taken back by my actions, but soon began to enjoy the massage. While I worked on Mistress Stacy's arches, Mistress Kathy coaxed Mistress Stacy into having one more glass of champagne to 'help her relax more'. Mistress Kathy smiled as Mistress Stacy accepted the glass and then smiled at Mistress Lynda. I continued to work on Mistress Stacy's feet, but was interrupted by Master James, who brought a stool over for Mistress Stacy's feet. I carefully placed her feet on the stool and returned to my duties. Mistress Lynda and Mistress Kathy seemed to be engaged in a conversation and Master James just seemed to be watching me massage Mistress Stacy. Mistress Lynda stopped her conversation to remind me not to forget Mistress Stacy's calves. "Yes Mistress Lynda" I responded. I moved my red fingernails up Mistress Stacy's legs and began to massage her calves. Mistress Stacy really seemed relaxed and enjoying herself. I am not sure whether it was the massage or the champagne, but she seemed to shake her head and loosen her shoulders. She also continued to sip on the champagne. After a few minutes Mistress Lynda stood up and moved over behind me. She then bent down and whispered in my ear. "Julie, I want you to work your way up to Mistress Stacy's thighs" she giggled. I gulped and nodded and carefully inched up Mistress Stacy's legs. She looked down at me, a bit startled at first, but was completely relaxed and did not move. Part of her wanted to pull away from me, but another part must not have, because she sat still and allowed me to continue. My hands caressed the tops of Mistress Stacy's thighs gently. She seemed to purr and give way to a feeling of joy and total relaxation. I gently and carefully moved to her inner thighs and 'accidentally' grazed her panties with my finger nail. She did not move and seemed to be lost in relaxation. My hands slid up her inner thigh and as my fingers moved back to the tops of her thighs, my thumbs found there way to her panties. I gently rubbed her panties with my thumbs and she began to purr even more. I heard Mistress Kathy and Mistress Lynda giggling in the background. I wondered what Master James was doing, but I continued with the task at hand. I moved one hand to the side of her buttocks and the other fully on the front of her panties. Mistress Stacy seemed to slide down in her chair and open her legs a bit more. As she did this her dress slid up a bit. I took this as a sign and pushed it up all the way, exposing her dainty blue panties. She moaned as I continued to rub the front of her panties and caress what I could reach of her buttocks. Mistress Lynda appeared behind me again and whispered to me yet again. "Your tongue Julie, use your magic tongue." I nodded and moved Mistress Stacy's panties aside with my thumb and leaned forward over the foot stool. My lips found Mistress Stacy's now moist pussy and I slid my tongue out of my mouth. I held Mistress Stacy's panties aside and began to work on her moist pussy. Mistress Stacy did not fight back and seemed to have given in to her 'darker desires' . I flicked my tongue up and down the length of her pussy, making sure to push it as deep inside as possible. Mistress Stacy wiggled with delight as I worked my way up and down. The further I pushed, the more she moaned and wiggled. I could hear Mistress Lynda and Mistress Kathy giggling at the sight. "Yes Julie," said Mistress Lynda. "Show Stacy what a good 'gurl' you are," she giggled. I continued to work on Mistress Stacy. She was now soaking wet and squirming all about the chair. She moaned with delight and began to grind her hips up and down on my face, matching my rhythm. She would meet each of my tongue thrusts with a hip push of her own. She was nearing a moment of ecstasy. In the mean time my display has apparently aroused Master James and he had reached down inside his pants and began to fondle himself. I hear Mistress Lynda say, "Oh my James. I think maybe Julie can help you with that." She grabbed Master James and placed him directly behind me. Being Mistress Lynda had earlier provided me with such a skimpy skirt and crotch less panties, my 'pussy' was totally exposed. Mistress Lynda rubbed a bit of lotion on my 'pussy' and said, "Happy Birthday James!!' With that announcement, Master James slide down his jeans and placed his manhood against my exposed 'pussy'. I continued to concentrate on Mistress Stacy who was nearing an orgasm, all the while fully aware of what was about to happen. Master James began to ease into my 'pussy' and I flinched at first, pausing my incursion on Mistress Stacy's pussy. I gasped as my own 'pussy' was being penetrated. I gasped again, but Mistress Kathy had moved over and pushed my head back down to Mistress Stacy's pussy. I began to lick again in earnest, all the while moaning as my 'pussy' was receiving as much attention as I was giving to Mistress Stacy. Master James thrust away in mad desperation as he violently violated my pussy. He was in the throws of excitement as he pushed away, ramming his manhood deep inside me. I continued to lap away at Mistress Stacy. Both seemed to tense at the same time, as Mistress Stacy let out a loud cry of "YES, OH YES" while Master James did the same, crying "OH GOD, OH GOD" I was an orgasm sandwich as both of Mistress Tiffany's friends climax on either end of me. Mistress Stacy seemed to go limp, while Master James slumped over my back. Both lie there motionless for a few seconds before Master James rose. He stood up and pulled up his pants. I pulled away from Mistress Stacy, my face covered in her juices as she had intensely orgasm-ed against my ruby red lips. As I tried to stand up, my knees buckled for a second and Master James's cum began to leak from my 'pussy'. "Julie, you are a mess young lady" Mistress Lynda giggled. "Go clean yourself up immediately!" I stood and tried to curtsy, but cum began to leak down my thighs and into my stockings. I rushed to the bathroom, my face red with embarrassment, as Mistress Lynda and Mistress Kathy giggled at my predicament. "I expect you back in 5 minutes Julie, fully clean," Mistress Lynda yelled out. Master James sat back and relaxed as Mistress Stacy, seemed to be coming out of the throws of her ecstasy. I looked in the mirror and my makeup was a mess. I grabbed a towel and cleaned off my thighs and my 'pussy'. I then went to fixing my makeup as quickly as possible so as not to disappoint Mistress Lynda. I took longer than the allotted 5 minutes. I was probably closer to 10. All the while my mind was spinning. It was one thing for me to perform orally for Mistress Lynda, but in the course of the last few hours, I had now performed orally for her friend as well, not to mention giving my first blow job and to top matters off, having my 'virginity' taken by Mistress Tiffany's friend, in front of some of her other friends. How would I be able to look them in the face ever? It has been exactly 13 minutes. I hoped Mistress Lynda was not timing me. "Julie, I believe I told you no longer than 5 minutes, didn't I?" "Yes Mistress Lynda." I curtsied. I looked around the room and the only people there were Mistress Lynda and Mistress Kathy. "Where are the rest of your guests Mistress?" I asked. "Stacy felt she had to leave and was in no condition to drive so James took her home," said Mistress Lynda with a smile. "Which still does not excuse you for being late, does it Julie?" "No Mistress Lynda." I curtsied. "It does not," "I believe that some type of punishment is in order, don't you Julie"asked Mistress Lynda. "Yes Mistress," I bowed my head and curtsied again. Mistress Kathy smiled when Mistress s Lynda said this. "May I apply the punishment Lynda," she asked. "Sure Kathy, if you like! After all you are my guest," Mistress Kathy smiled again and then looked at me with an even bigger smile. She set her champagne glass down and motioned for me to come over to her. I curtsied again and quickly moved across the room to the sofa where Mistress Kathy sat. Mistress Lynda stood nearby and smiled as she sipped from her champagne glass. "Julie, I have admired you all evening," began Mistress Kathy, "but now you have disappointed my best friend. What do you have to say for yourself," she said. Mistress Kathy had a wicked smile as she said this. I believe she was having fun toying with me. "I am very sorry Mistress Kathy," I said. "I would never intentionally do anything to displease Mistress Lynda." I curtsied again. "That will not be good enough Julie," cooed Mistress Kathy. Over my knees immediately," she said as she snapped her fingers. I quickly bent down and laid myself over Mistress Kathy's waiting lap. How humiliating to be spanked in front of my Mistress by her best friend! Mistress Kathy raised the skimpy skirt and petticoat that barely covered my ass. My frilly panties were exposed. Mistress Kathy took a moment to ensure that I had done a good job cleaning up. After a second or two it was clear that she must have been satisfied as down came her hand on my exposed bottom. WHACK! It was harder than I had anticipated. For a petite woman Mistress Kathy packed a bit of a wallop. The force of the blow caught me of guard and I yipped just a bit. Again Mistress Kathy smacked my bottom and this time my cry was a bit louder! "Sshhhhh Julie,," said Mistress Lynda. ," We don't need to hear you," she giggled. Again Mistress Kathy smacked me and again I omitted a cry. Not loud mind you but I was being smacked hard enough that I could not control my vocal cries. "That is enough of that Julie," said Mistress Lynda and with that she set down her champagne glass and began to wiggle out of her panties. When they dropped to her ankles she stepped out of them as Mistress Kathy smacked me yet again. Mistress Lynda picked up her panties and squatted down near Mistress Kathy. As Mistress Kathy gave me yet another blow, I cried out just enough for Mistress Lynda to shove her panties partially in my mouth! She then took one of her lovely painted fingers and pushed it all the way into my mouth, so that my cheeks were filled with Mistress Lynda's panties. Mistress Kathy smacked me again, and this time all I could utter was a hushed "MMMMMMphhhh," Both ladies smiled at this and Mistress Lynda actually giggled out loud! Mistress Kathy continued to smack my bottom. Her hand must be getting sore I thought. My ass certainly was. With each blow I omitted a slightly high pitched "mmmmphhhhh," or ," ahhhhhhhh." While it was certainly embarrassing and humiliating, it was also arousing and my 'clitty' began to stir inside it's confinement. Despite my impending arousal, the CB-3000 did it's job and my 'clitty' was not able to become 'stiff'. This created even more physical frustration, but psychological excitement! I was over my Mistresses best friends knees being spanked with my Mistresses panties shoved in my mouth as a gag! With a few more blows Mi