The Knight and the Acolyte Book 8 Chapter 9 The Knight s Passion
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I had finally managed to fall asleep and woke up at six without the
alarm. I didn't have much time, but did as I was told last night. I
got out the magazine and quickly milked myself to prevent embarrasment
later. Stripping off my panties and nightgown, I ran into the shower. I
decided to Nair myself to assist the illusion of femininity. My
armpits and legs had been hairless since I started living female at
home full time, but it was time to do my arms as well and let the chips
fall where they may. I had already groomed my pubic area to look like a
woman's crotch, and it didn't require any trimming although I used the
razor to maintain the clean line between skin and bush. Needless to
say, my tiny penis didn't really spoil the illusion all that much.
After waiting a few minutes, I got into the shower washing the nair off
and shaving my face thoroughly.
I shut the water off, and after patting myself dry, I pulled on my pink
spandex panties for control pushing my flaccid small penis facing
downward into the cotton crotch. I picked out an almost matching pink
bra and inserted my falsies, I carefully pulled on my new jet black
pantyhose. I pulled my maid's dress over my head and then carefully
placed my wig on my head. After putting on my work shoes, I took only a
quick glance in the mirror to see if I looked right and headed
downstairs.
Brenda was already down there and suggested I have some breakfast as I
would not get a break during the day. I told her that I was too nervous
to eat. Brenda shrugged her shoulders and presented me an old medium-
size purse of hers. Inside was a feminine wallet, pink disposable
lighter, two packs of Misty 120 Menthols and a tampon. I opened the
wallet and the only thing in there was my driver's license. There was
no cash. I opened the wallet towards her. She said that she was now in
charge of the household money and she would give me money when she felt
that I needed it. She told me that I was going to the motel to work
and wouldn't need money. She then handed me my phone. She had replaced
my black case with a pink case that matched the lighter. She told me
not to call her except for an emergency. She then told me to sit still.
She got a tube of lipstick out her purse and applied lipstick on my
lips. She then put the tube in my purse and told me that a new
requirement at home would be to wear lipstick at all times as I needed
to get used to wearing it.
She said that if I wasn't going to eat, we might as well go now and we
went out to the garage. I got into the passenger side. Brenda got in
and pulled out of the driveway. After a couple of minutes Brenda
entered the freeway and lit a Virginia Slim. I sensed it was time to
talk again. I pulled a Misty out of my purse, lit it and took a deep
drag. She opened both car windows and started talking, but immediately
I was distracted by other drivers looking and pointing. Some looked
shocked, others were laughing. I quickly turned to Brenda and started
to avert my face to the other drivers. Some were honking to get our
attention. Brenda told me that since I was clearly a sissy, I better
get used to the attention I was getting and accept it. She told me to
make eye contact with every person looking at me. She explained that at
the motel I would not be able to hide from the staff, other maids or
the guests, and instead of hiding it, try to project as a woman. She
told me that the next man that looks at me, I was to flirt.
Shocked, I said no. She gave me a glare. She said that I needed to
accept the fact that I was a sissy and humiliation was a big part of my
role. She said that either I would flirt with a man driving by or we
would stop at the drive through at Starbucks. I said nothing. She
turned on the turn signal to take the freeway exit to a busy commercial
area. I pleaded with her. She told me that I can flirt with a man or
we would be stopping at Starbucks. I was beaten and I told her "you
win". She turned off the blinker and continued on to the motel via the
freeway. I felt very relieved that no men passed our car until Brenda
told me that she was planning on stopping for coffee either before she
dropped me off at the motel or after and that I needed my humiliation
and if I wasn't able to flirt with a man before we got off the freeway,
Starbucks it was. I felt I was sunk, but as we were getting off the
freeway exit near the motel, a guy drove by checking us out.
In a way relieved, I made eye contact with him and starting licking my
lips. He started laughing and sped up to get a better look and right
then Brenda swerved into the turn land and pulled off of the freeway.
She was also laughing hysterically. We finished our cigarettes and she
again closed the car windows. I felt very ashamed and humiliated. The
motel was right off the freeway. She had stopped laughing and I noticed
we were slowing down right before Starbucks. Apparently, I had the look
of terror in my eyes and she started laughing again and sped up. In two
more minutes, we pulled up to the motel and she dropped me off.
When I walked in the door, I expected to see Maria, the woman who had
helped trap me while trying on dresses. Instead, there was a large
intimidating white woman there who introduced herself as Sara. She was
very tall and very solid with heavy dramatic makeup. She was six inches
taller than me and probably outweighed me by 50 pounds. She said, "You
must be the new maid, sign this paper." I wasn't going to put my real
name, so I wrote "Vanessa S". She then told me to follow her into the
back office.
She instructed me to sit down in front of a white screen. She told me
that she was going to do my makeup next, but needed my photo for the my
employee ID. Pretty much powerless, I provided even more blackmail
material as she snapped several pictures of me without full makeup in
my maid's dress.
We then moved to a large well-lit vanity bathroom for my makeup lesson.
I was instructed to take off my dress and wig and to sit down in front
of the mirror. I asked her why I had to take my dress off. She
explained that a beginner learning to apply makeup was likely to make a
mess on their clothes and very sternly told me to not argue with her. I
sat down, removed my shoes, then stood back up, reached back and
unzipped my dress letting it fall to the floor. I was given a hanger
and hung my dress on the shower curtain rod and handed Sara my wig
which she took back into the outer office.
It was so humiliating standing in front of Sara in my bra and panties.
My wife was the only other person that had seen me dressed like this.
She was smiling and smirking at the same time. She told me that she was
a bit shocked when she was told she'd be training a transvestite maid.
But she told me that after looking at me, she understood why "a peewee
like me" was wearing a dress and burst into laughter.
Getting her composure, she sat me down at the vanity in front of the
mirror. She started by removing the lipstick Brenda had applied. She
then taught me the proper way to apply foundation. She did half my face
and had me do the other half. She then did some blending to get a
uniform look. The same procedure was done for eyeliner, eyeshadow and
mascara. She did the first eye, I did the second. She told me that I
was a good student and smiled. I weakly smiled back.
Finally, it was time for the lipliner and pink creamy lipstick. She had
me close my lips on a piece of paper and then did some minor touch up
and called me done. As she put the lipstick into my purse, she saw the
Mistys. She told me that the maids were given several cigarette breaks
a day and that I was to reapply my lipstick as best I could after every
break. She also told me that I needed to sign out before I left the
motel.
She then called in an attractive hispanic woman. She introduced herself
as Elena and we went to work. Elena was very kind and treated me with
respect as a coworker. At lunch, they had a small break room and I was
given a salad to eat, which I was appreciative of.
My first day of maid work at the motel went better than I thought. The
work wasn't terribly hard and the maids took three or four cigarette
breaks during the day. I was very popular since Brenda put an extra
pack of Misty 120s in my purse. Even the maids who weren't regular
smokers were happy to smoke with me when I offered a Misty from my
extra pack. They treated me like one of the girls, and I loved that.
Near the end of the day on Saturday it got a little uncomfortable as
some of the girls were talking about their evening plans. They asked me
if I had a date that night. I told them that I had a date with a full-
house cleaning. They asked why I would clean the house on Saturday
after cleaning rooms all day. I told them that my wife insisted on it.
They were a bit taken back when they found out that a sissy like me was
married to a woman. I told them that she always had a date on Saturday
night and she insisted on coming home to a clean house. Elena said that
wasn't really fair and that I should also have a date night. Then she
went on to say that she knew a guy that would be perfect for me.
Elena was again assigned to work with me on the afternoon shift. It
took us almost three hours to clean our rooms up to standard. When
completed, we went to the designated smoking area. I offered her a
Misty which she took eagerly and asked me if I was embarrassed by her
statement about date night. I told her that I had never dated a man.
She exhaled and told me that although she admired my devotion to my
wife, she followed with "But clearly by the way you dress and act, I
think you would be happier if you had the chance to date a real man".
There were no more rooms to clean and the shift was ending in about 15
minutes, so we each had another cigarette. She then asked me if I would
answer a personal question. I nodded my head. She asked me why my wife
dated other men. I told her that it was because I was physically
inadequate and that she caught me wearing her clothes. She thought
about that for a few seconds, then asked me if I it had ever occured to
me that the reason that I liked to wear women's clothing might be due
to my small penis and that I should have been born a woman. I told her
I had never thought of that. A truck pulled up with a tall well-built
man inside. Elena told me that was her husband here to pick her up.
Before she left, she told me that she was serious about fixing me up
with a blind date. She knew a guy who would like to go on a date with
me and would accept me for what I really was.
I was thinking that through when I walked back into the office to clock
out. Sara told me that my wife had dropped by to talk for a couple of
minutes. I was stunned. Brenda told Sara that she was entertaining at
home that evening and asked that accomodations were made for me to
spend the night at the motel. Sara handed me a food package and an old
overnight bag that Brenda had brought. She told me that I was in Room
#17 and handed me the key. I wasn't sure how I felt about Brenda
entertaining at home tonight, but I took the key and turned to go to my
assigned room. Sara told me to wait a minute.
I somehow thought I was going to get consoled, but instead Sara handed
me an envelope. She explained that I was now "in the system" and would
need to use my new employee ID to clock out. I slowly opened the
envelope. In it was a picture ID with the photo that was taken this
morning. I had an employee number and my gender was listed as male.
Most shocking was the name on the ID. It read "Vanessa Sissypants".
Sara saw the shocked look on my face and knew what I was thinking. She
then told me that the computer needed a last name in order to generate
the ID and she felt that since I hadn't put my last name down when
signing in, she would give me one. I was speechless. She pushed me out
the door and say, "Good night Miss Sissypants, make sure you report
back here around 6 for makeup."
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