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Ashley and I brought each other off in my bedroom, in a lengthy, sweet, sixty-nine before I said, ‘We need to go talk with Mistress Megan.’
Ashley said, ‘I find it weird you have an adult Mistress.’
‘Without her we would have never really got to know each other,’ I smiled, kissing her generously.
‘True,’ she nodded. ‘And maybe she can help us with this Karen problem.’
‘I hope so,’ I nodded.
Five minutes later we knocked on Megan’s door with a mixture of trepidation and excitement.
Part of me knew I couldn’t let Karen control me with such carelessness and yet another part of me enjoyed the utter submission and mindless following. After all, she was the one who had transformed me from a nerdy wallflower to popular sexy cheerleader (Of course, with a major assist to Mistress Megan).
On another note, I was undoubtedly falling in love with Ashley. I wanted to be with her and be her girlfriend… Yet, I also wanted to be the submissive I naturally was… and I wasn’t sure Ashley could play the dominant I craved.
These conflicting and confusing thoughts were ricocheting in my head as Megan opened the door.
‘Speak of the devil,’ she smiled.
‘Can we talk?’ I asked.
‘Yes, we need to,’ she nodded, as she glanced down and saw I was holding Ashley’s hand.
‘And you must be Ashley,’ Megan greeted.
How would she know that? I hadn’t yet told her about Ashley.
‘I am,’ Ashley nodded, clearly nervous in the presence of my original Mistress.
‘Please come in,’ she said.
We did and I was surprised when little Max didn’t come running. I asked, ‘Where is Max?’
‘With your mother,’ she answered, her tone and look somehow telling me something was going on. ‘Let’s go to the living room and talk.’
‘Yes, Mistress,’ I said, wanting to make it clear I was still her pet.
As we walked onto the living room, I was shocked to see Karen sitting there sipping on a Slurpee.
‘Hi, my slut,’ Karen purred, with a wicked smile.
‘You bitch,’ Ashley snapped, instantly getting protective, which I found sexy and comforting. I loved having someone who cared about me that much.
Mistress Megan said in a firm, no nonsense tone, ‘There will be none of this silly high school power trip drama in my home. Is that clear?’
Both Karen and I responded simultaneously, ‘Yes, Mistress.’
I squeezed Ashley’s hand with intent and she apologized, ‘Sorry ma’am. That was disrespectful in your home.’
Megan nodded, ‘It’s okay, but don’t let it happen again.’
‘Yes, ma’am,’ Ashley nodded, clearly nervous in front of Megan, who just oozed an authoritative persona that demanded respect… even though it was disguised by a civility and normality that was hard to explain.
‘And no more of this ma’am stuff,’ Mistress Megan continued, ‘it makes me feel old. Please call me Megan.’
‘Okay, Megan’ Ashley nodded, seeming to relax slightly.
‘Please sit,’ Mistress Megan said, as if she was inviting us in for coffee.
We did.
‘So Karen tells me we have a problem,’ she began as she sat down.
‘Mistress, it’s got complicated,’ I began.
‘I understand complicated,’ she nodded, before saying, ‘Now please tell me your version of today.’
‘Um, I,’ I wasn’t sure what to say.
‘May I?’ Ashley asked.
‘No,’ Megan shook her head. ‘I need to hear it from Jenny.’
I took a deep breath and retold the day including the call from Governor Green, the conflict with Sabrina, the humiliation towards Miss Morgan and the tension between Ashley and Karen.
Once done, Megan asked, as if she was a psychiatrist, ‘And how does all this make you feel?’
‘Confused,’ I admitted.
‘Why?’ She asked.
‘Because I’m conflicted,’ I admitted.
Ashley interjected, ‘Jenny wants Karen and the others to leave her alone.’
‘Is that true?’ Megan asked.
‘I don’t know,’ I admitted.
‘What do you mean?’ Ashley asked.
I felt bad at not being able to just say yes. But as I looked at Karen, my first female fantasy and the girl who had taken me under her wing I was immediately confused again.
Megan, somehow able to read my confusion, said, ‘Well, I see a couple of problems and a few different resolutions.’
We all looked at her as if she was the messiah who could solve all our problems.
Megan began, turning to Karen, ‘First, you. You were careless with your pet. Forcing her onto her teacher and then with the other cheerleaders is not going to build trust. That takes time.’
Karen’s usually confident aura faded as she whispered, ‘Yes, Mistress.’
‘You need to understand your pet’s needs as they are as important, if not more important, than yours,’ Megan continued.
‘I understand,’ Karen nodded.
‘Do you?’ Megan asked. ‘Tell me what Jenny needs.’
Karen looked at me, as if the answer was written on my face.
Ironically, I couldn’t answer that question. I was more confused now than I was when I was questioning my sexuality before Megan awakened my submissive side.
Megan laughed after a pause. ‘It’s an unfair question. Our sweet Jenny doesn’t even know what she wants. But as a Mistress you have to help her discover what she wants and more importantly what she needs.’
‘How do you do that?’ Karen asked, seemingly curious to know.
‘It takes time, understanding and experience,’ Megan said. ‘And you are still very young.’
‘Okay,’ Karen said, looking confused.
‘Karen, you have the potential to be a great Mistress, but you are trying to be a domme,’ Megan said.
‘There’s a difference?’ Karen asked.
‘A big one. A domme revels in dominating her subject. The relationship, if it can even be labelled as such, is hierarchical with a clear top and bottom. Which, by the way, was forever immortalized in ‘Shades of Gray’. But that series is hugely flawed as in the end, he changed and became compassionate. Real life people don’t change, not in such predominant ways. If there was a part four, it would likely be him cheating on her.’
‘Those books were terrible,’ Ashley chipped in.
‘Yet, you read all three,’ Megan pointed out.
‘Yes,’ Ashley nodded.
‘Because we all want the happy ending. The crazy belief held by women that we can change men. We can’t. Trust me, I’ve tried. Oh sure, we can get them to put the toilet seat down or learn how a laundry machine works, but those are trivial things. You can’t change personality. Anyway, now I’m lecturing. What was my point?’
‘Mistress versus domme,’ I reminded her, curious what the difference was.
‘Right, right,’ Megan laughed. ‘So a Mistress, on the other hand, cares for her submissive as if they are one of her c***dren. She will reward them when they are good, punish them when they are bad. But she will always look out for the best interests of her pet. A pet’s greatest pleasure is from pleasing her Mistress. Conversely, the greatest pleasure a Mistress receives is from watching her submissive get what she needs. It is more than sex. It’s an unspoken understanding that both Mistress and submissive gain equally, albeit in very different ways. With a domme it is sex and power. There is no love.’
‘Oh, God,’ Karen said, clearly mortified by the realization of her treatment today.
‘Now Karen,’ Megan continued, ‘don’t be too hard on yourself. Wasn’t it Shakespeare who said ‘absolute power corrupts absolutely’?’
‘In Macbeth,’ I nodded, like the geek I am.
‘Right,’ Megan nodded. ‘The point I’m making, although long winded, is Karen you lost your way today. You let power get to your head. Do you care about Jenny?’
‘Yes,’ Karen nodded.
‘And is sharing her thoughtlessly with a vindictive person a good form of discipline?’ Megan questioned.
‘No,’ Karen admitted.
‘And is blackmailing a teacher into potentially losing her job so you can make a point a responsible thing to do?’ Megan continued.
‘No,’ Karen whispered, guilt written all over her face.
I jumped in, feeling guilty seeing Karen look so vulnerable and said, ‘Ms. Morgan said she liked submitting to Karen.’
‘That may be true. Karen, I believe, has a natural gift to sense the submissive inside. But that doesn’t mean you use blackmail or risk someone’s career to get what you want.’
Karen looked at me and said, ‘I’m sorry, Jenny.’
She then turned to Ashley. ‘I’m sorry to you too Ashley. I let my power override common sense.’
‘Good,’ Megan nodded. She looked at Ashley as if expecting a response. When none came she continued, ‘Every Mistress, needs to understand the humility of being a submissive. I learned that from my Mistress and Karen will learn that from me.’
Karen, without orders, dropped to her knees in front of Megan and said, ‘I understand, Mistress. How can I regain your trust?’
Megan opened her legs and said, ‘I think this will be a good start.’
Both Ashley and I watched the usually strong-minded head cheerleader bury her face between Megan’s legs… her humility instantly tested.
‘Now you, Jenny,’ Megan said, turning to me and acting casual as if she wasn’t having her pussy licked.
‘Yes, Mistress,’ I nodded, unsure if I was in trouble or not.
‘What do you want?’ She asked bluntly.
‘What do you mean?’ I asked, even though I sensed I knew exactly what she was asking.
‘Not even two weeks ago you were lusting after Karen and eagerly accepted her being your Mistress.’
‘Things change,’ Ashley said.
Megan turned to her. ‘Ashley, you seem like a nice girl and a passionate person who cares deeply for Jenny. But this is my home and at the moment I am talking to her, is that clear?’
Her voice was firm and no nonsense, yet not condescending or rude.
‘Yes, ma’am,’ Ashley nodded.
‘Thank you,’ Megan smiled. ‘You are a beautiful young woman.’
‘Thank you,’ Ashley blushed, getting caught in the exotic seductive web Megan created without even trying.
‘Now Jenny, you can’t pick and choose being a pet,’ Megan continued.
‘I know,’ I whispered, watching Karen between her legs and wishing it was me.
‘For example,’ she continued, putting her hands through Karen’s hair. ‘If I told you to go to Sabrina’s right now and be her unconditional pet for the evening, would you?’
I didn’t look at Ashley, not wanting to disappoint her. The answer was rather black and white. I answered, ‘I would obey, Mistress.’
‘And if Karen gave you the same instructions?’ Megan continued.
I saw clearly her message. I didn’t get to pick and choose my obedience. Either I was a submissive pet with a Mistress or I wasn’t.
I answered, still avoiding looking at Ashley, worried our relationship was over before it really began, but thankful for one last satisfying romantic encounter just twenty minutes ago (was it just twenty minutes ago? It seemed an eternity). ‘I’d obey.’
‘Good answer,’ Megan nodded, letting out a soft moan. ‘Because your Mistress should never put you in a situation that will put you at real risk, although we will put you in situations that test and push your boundaries.’
‘Of course, Mistress.’ I nodded, her words making complete sense. Yet, I still felt guilt at not standing side by side with Ashley.
‘That said,’ Megan continued, ‘A good caring Mistress would never do that to her pet unless she knows that’s what the pet wants or needs.’
Ashley asked, ‘Ma’am, may I ask a question?’
‘Of course, my dear,’ Megan nodded, sounding more like a mother figure or teacher than a Mistress. ‘But remember, I’m Megan.’
‘Megan, I understand what you just said. But how do you balance it? I mean, I have always been a rather submissive person myself. Yet today, I lost it. I felt the need to protect her at all costs,’ Ashley said, looking vulnerable.
‘Well, that is a tough question,’ Megan nodded. ‘It’s nature versus nurture. Your nature is who you are and in sexual terms whether you are a natural submissive or dominant. Although some girls can be a switch, meaning dominant or submissive depending on mood, relationship and time. As for nurture, we are human beings with feelings and it is a woman’s natural persona to nurture and protect the person they care about. So, in the end, your reactions and feelings today make complete sense.’
‘Really?’ Ashley asked, completely taken by Megan just as I was.
‘Of course, my dear,’ Megan nodded. ‘You are likely also still understanding your sexuality.’
‘Oh, I’m definitely a lesbian,’ Ashley stressed, looking at me.
‘That may be,’ Megan nodded, ‘but that is only the first aspect of understanding sexuality. It is very complex and takes years to completely understand who you are as a sexual being.’
‘What do you mean?’ Ashley asked confused, thankfully asking the question I wanted to ask.
‘Do you like to dominate? Be dominated? Switch? Wear the strap-on or take the strap-on? What toys get you off? What actually gets you off? Where is your g-spot? Your trigger zones?’ Megan listed on and on.
‘Oh,’ Ashley responded, clearly overwhelmed by all that was just listed.
‘It took me years to learn I get the most satisfaction from seducing and training young women who are obviously lesbian or bi and have not yet come to grips with that reality,’ Megan explained, looking directly at me.
I nodded in understanding.
‘The key is as a Mistress you need to care about your pet,’ Megan said, lifting up Karen’s head from between her legs and asking, ‘Do you understand?’
‘Yes, Mistress,’ Karen answered, looking so obedient and submissive.
Megan shoved her back into her pussy and said, ‘So Jenny, you have a decision to make. You can quit being a submissive and return to the so-called normal world, or you have to be a true pet and understand that your Mistress, or in this case Mistresses, know what is best for you.’
I looked at Ashley, torn.
I wanted it all. I wanted to bury my face in Megan’s pussy, I wanted to be a submissive to Karen and I also wanted to be in a relationship with Ashley.
Megan, reading my mind like she somehow often did, added, ‘And yes, you can have it all.’
‘How?’ I asked.
‘By having caring Mistresses who understand your sexual needs and look after you,’ Megan said, before turning to Ashley an adding, ‘and by having a girlfriend who understands you love her but also need to live a life as a pet.’
‘This is all a little much,’ Ashley said.
‘I imagine so,’ Megan nodded, as she moaned. ‘Please give me a moment.’
And we watched Megan shift from sexual philosopher to dominant Mistress.
‘That’s it slut, tell me what you want?’ Megan said, looking down at Karen.
Karen responded, ‘I want your cum, Mistress.’
‘I’m not sure you deserve it,’ Megan said, lifting Karen’s head up. ‘You have been a very thoughtless Mistress.’
‘I’m sorry, Mistress,’ Karen apologized. ‘I let the power go to my head.’
‘Absolute power corrupts absolutely,’ Megan said, again quoting Macbeth.
‘Luckily, I have a Mistress to keep me in line,’ Karen said.
‘You will apologize to that teacher tomorrow,’ Megan instructed.
‘Yes, Mistress,’ Karen agreed.
‘And since you need to understand completely the role of submissive, as it’s the only way to become a compassionate mistress, I am going to send you this weekend to a black friend of mine. She loves white girls.’
‘Okay,’ Karen agreed, although her tone showed her trepidation.
‘She is a very strong black Mistress, who really has an aura over white sluts,’ Megan explained.
‘Okay,’ Karen said again, still sounding unsure.
‘As I mentioned before, only from being an unconditional submissive to a strong Mistress, will you be able to understand the needs and desires of your submissives,’ Megan repeated. ‘And trust me, once you meet Janet you will succumb.’
‘Okay,’ Karen nodded.
‘Now finish me off,’ Megan ordered.
‘Yes, Mistress,’ Karen nodded, seeming nervous about being given to a complete stranger.
I felt bad for her, and slightly jealous…somehow the idea of submitting to a stranger was kind of a turn on.
‘That’s it, suck on my clit,’ Megan ordered, before coming a minute later.
Once done, she pulled Karen up and said, ‘You may go.’
‘Yes, Mistress,’ Karen nodded, standing up. Turning to me, she repeated her apology, ‘I’m sorry to both of you.’
‘It’s okay, Mistress,’ I replied, wanting to make it clear that I too understood I had done wrong. ‘I’m sorry, too.’
Ashley joked, ‘We may need an intervention.’
‘This was one,’ Megan joked back.
Karen added, ‘Or just a room with some toys.’
Megan said, ‘Oh, Jenny and Ashley are already going to one of those tonight. Now go, Karen.’
‘Yes, Mistress,’ Karen nodded, leaving.
‘So you’ve made up your mind?’ Megan asked.
‘Yes, Mistress,’ I nodded.
‘And Ashley, are you comfortable with Jenny’s decision?’ Megan asked.
‘Yes, Mistress,’ Ashley responded.
‘Are you offering yourself to me?’ Megan asked.
‘Yes, Mistress,’ Ashley nodded, looking at me and smiling, before dropping to her knees in front of Megan.
‘You understand I expect total obedience,’ Megan clarified.
‘Yes, Mistress,’ Ashley nodded.
I watched in awe at Ashley’s sudden decision.
‘Good, but I want to make sure you really want to do this,’ Megan said. ‘So I am going to have you go home and think about it. If you are serious, come by on Saturday evening.’
‘Oh, okay,’ Ashley said, clearly disappointed.
‘It’s okay, my pet,’ Megan smiled. ‘I’m sure you won’t change your mind. But I don’t want you making a spur of the moment decision and regretting it.’
‘I guess,’ Ashley nodded.
‘Plus, I believe you are expected somewhere else very soon,’ Megan said, looking at her watch.
‘Oh, shit,’ I said. ‘What time is it?’
‘Almost time for the night of your lives,’ Megan predicted.
‘May we go, Mistress?’ I asked.
‘Of course,’ Megan nodded, standing up and pulling Ashley up. She leaned in and kissed her. The kiss was soft and tender. When she broke it, she smiled, ‘I’ll see both of you tonight.’
‘You’ll be there?’ I asked, as Ashley stared at Megan in a complete state of arousal.
‘Of course,’ she nodded, walking over to me. ‘The Governor’s parties are legendary.’ She leaned in and kissed me too. Then she broke the kiss she said, ‘Now, go. The Governor does not appreciate tardiness.’
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Being almost broke, and being told by her landlord to pay up fast, or lose her apartment, Susan Chambers was desperate for a job. In the classifieds, she found an ad, and decided to at least apply, it sounded like it wouldn’t be that tough a job. “Wanted, a young, attractive female for maid service. Apply to Lady Elizabeth Wentworth, 19 Hudson street. Please apply in person only, no mail in resumes or telephone calls.” She imagined what a maid would do, dusting, cleaning,...
The Maid In Plain Sight *** The surgeon looked his patient in the eye. From behind a surgical mask and a pair of clear safety glasses, his eyes looked alert. "Before we begin, I have to ask you. Are you sure you want to go through with this?" asked the surgeon. The patient nodded. "You understand that these procedures are major, and it's going to be a long time before you can change anything back. Some of it can't be reversed. This is your last chance to back out." The...
MAID OF BUXCOMBE MANOR By Lisa Lovelace After two humiliating years as a male maid in petticoats at Buxcombe Manor, I was desperate to escape - but I had to time my attempt perfectly. Through the kitchen window, I could see that the rear door of the caterers' panel truck was open. I needed to duck away from Ms. Buxcombe's party, at which I was serving as the maid, and stow away in the truck just before the caterers closed the rear door and drove away. With luck, the truck would...
The Making of a Maid Belladonna My name is Annie Jones. I was born a rich man's son. My parents named me Tommy Richards after my grandfather who had built our family's multibillion dollar company from the ground up. I had a life of privilege that was most would kill for. Like the other children I grew up around, I was left a substantial trust fund by my parents just as their parents had done for them. By the time, I came into my families money, we no longer owned my...
Damsel, Dominated The Life of a Maid and her Mistress By Lea Rose I have a friend, let's call her Amanda. She's an intelligent, university educated woman with an increasingly exciting career working in digital marketing. She's open-minded, liberal, not scared to experiment. She travels (made obvious to anyone who takes five-seconds to look at her instagram page), takes part in all sorts of athletic feats that I wouldn't dream of (do I want to spend my Saturdays...
Chrissie by c.w. cobblestone BOOK ONE "Mrs. Martin" Part I My right leg had a mind of its own. Rebecca frowned. "Why you keep bouncing like that? What's wrong with you?" "Um, I ... I ... nothing." "Bullshit, nothing. Something's up; you been acting weird ever since we got back from Paris. What the hell's going on, Chris?" I balled my fists. Clenched my jaw. Closed my eyes. Drew a breath. Took the plunge. "Okay. Okay. It's just ... well, now that we're...
MAID IN AFRICA My life changed because I'm too helpful. That's the truth. I suppose if you asked my wife Cynthia or my mother-in-law Debra they'd say my life changed because I'm weak - mentally and physically. They'd say my life changed because deep down I truly am nothing but a sissy and was masquerading as something else for too long and that my real place in life is in my maid's uniform, with my apron and cap and heels and tampons and panties and bras serving as reminders of my lot...
The Bettor Maid Belladonna [Based on an idea by Tondelaya] Trystan Pretto stared at the large brown box containing the only clothing that he was going to be permitted to wear that month. He peered up at his wife, Natalie, with a smile as he wondered what ridiculous costume she was going to make him wear given their ever escalating series of bets. They started making bets with each other a few months after they won an interstate lottery. The sum of money they had received ensured...
Jennifer's Maid By Susan Day This is a story of a fireside chat between Penelope Primrose, usually known as 'Auntie', and her old schoolfriend, Jennifer. Jennifer asks her husband for domestic help. When she finds how expensive it is, her friend introduces her to a special agency where a special kind of maid can be found. After employing a maid from the agency, her husband takes a greater interest. (number one...
Hello all, this story is real-life incident which happened between my lovable dad and hot maid. My dad is a handsome person in his early 60s. My mom is a homemaker. I am their only son who witnessed the hot sweaty sex between my dad and maid. We had a maid – a divorced woman of 45 years who used to take care of household works. She has a slightly brownish skin tone and is slightly chubby with fat in the right place. The main highlight is the fold in her hips. She wears her saree in such a way...
Lady Heather's Maid. By Trish. This is the story of how I was seduced from a university course that bored me into a life of skirts and service to Heather Lane. I first heard of Heather when I was about thirteen. It was after school one evening and as usual my mum was picking me on her way home from work. I was on first glance a typical teenage boy in most respects, for instance I was not happy about being forced to sit in the back because mum was giving Edith, her best friend a...
The Earl Maid By Susannah Donim In the face of threats from local villains, Rob is forced to hide out as Martha, the housekeeper. Chapter 4 "The Earl's not here," I squeaked in my best Martha voice. "We'll wait," said Eleanor's brother. "Through here, Tank." Tank? Never did a man's nickname suit him better. "Just a minute," I said. "You can't..." Apparently they could. They made their way into the main drawing room and threw themselves down in our best easy chairs....
Hi, my name is Rohan if you like my story mail me at …..This happened when my parents left me alone at home with my maid for a week. Now I am 20 and its still happening and i love it ….. So this is how it went… When I was a month old my mom left me and my dad… I grew up with my grandparents (dads parents) and when i was 2 year old my dad got married again but she didnt have a child so she took me as her own child at the age of 18,it was in the middle of march were my mom(step mom) got a call in...
Hi this is Jairam 26 year old from Hyderabad, India. I’m average guy without any bad habits. But I’m very interested in sex right from my childhood, you know what I mean. I was more attracted to the boobs and belly buttons. The story which I’m going to write is not a real story. The story is about my friend’s maid and her mother Sunita. Sunita was not very beautiful, but was having good amount of flesh at the right places. She is 42year old with 38, 27, 38 measurement. I was very close to...
IncestMaid to Order By Maddy Maddison Synopsis: Boys will be boys, pushing the boundaries for fun and excitement. But they better be careful when it comes to taking on dares around maid's uniforms! Categories: Chemical or Drug Induced Change Deals Bets or Dares Outsmarted Tricked, Stuck, Age: Teenager 13-18 Keywords: Maids or French Maids This is a story of how our family lives changed when femminen was introduced into the world, where society was strongly intolerant of...
Joe Abernathy's wife knew about his cross-dressing from their third date. Susan said she was not bothered by it. She let him do it from time to time. Joe knew her previous boyfriends were effeminate. Susan never liked the man's man, John Wayne type. To Joe, Susan often seemed more accepting of his cross-dressing than he was. Joe had an androgynous appearance in his youth that was amplified by his long hair. Susan playfully threatened to divorce him if he got a man's haircut when he...
I awoke on a soft rug, drooling slightly. I felt woozy, as if I had been drugged. I tried to remember what the last thing was that happened to me, something that might possibly explain where I was. I couldn't remember much. "Sit up," said a voice. I wiped my face and rose to look at the world. I was in someone's basement, that much was clear. There was an amusing assortment of old appliances lying around: a microwave, a pottery wheel, and even a NordicTrak. The walls were kind of queer....
From Man to Maid Donna and I had been living together for six months when the changes started. It was a Friday night and I was the first to arrive at our apartment after work. Then I heard a key in the front door. Donna came bounding into the living room with a huge grin on her face. I rose to greet her. She wrapped her arms around me and we kissed. "How was your day Bill?" "Same shit, different day. Answer the phone. Stare at the computer screen. Process the paperwork. ...
MAID IN OAXACA - PART 7 (MEXICO-3) by Monica Graz CHAPTER 19 "So, is this Crissie?" Se?ora Juana asked looking at me but really addressing Pat. She was dressed like any woman of her class and age. Comfortable set of blouse and pants, sensible shoes and hair kept back in a severe bun. We were all standing where Pedro dropped us in front of the main house that looked quite impressive. "That's correct, this is Crissie, my faithful companion and maid." Pat replied looking at me re...
The New Maid By Emily Ross [email protected] Part One - Vicky's Story I hadn't seen my sister in three years while I had been working in Australia. Now here I was knocking on her front door. A maid answered. 'Miss Simmons? Come in. Let me take your suitcase. Would you like to go into the drawing room? I'll tell Mrs Hardy that you are here.' 'Thank you.' I went into the drawing room and sat down. A minute or so later my sister came in. I jumped up and gave her a hug. We...
"Life can't get much better than this," Jack thought aloud as he laid around his family pool. Jack was the heir to his family's vast fortune and constantly thought that this made him better than everyone else. This was especially true with regards to his younger sister. Jack was 19 years old and loved to threaten his younger sister, Jackie, about how if something ever happened to their parents she would find herself penniless and destitute. The thought of his 18 year old sister...
HorrorChapter 8 So Rob is back but no more comfortable as the Earl than before. What's to be done? He can't be Martha anymore, can he? It felt strange wandering around the Hall dressed as a man. I had to adjust my gait for my new, very different centre of gravity. On the plus side, being a full-time cleaning lady had built up my muscles. I felt a bit like Superman. Now that I was no longer held back by Martha's excess weight, I could move faster, jump higher, almost fly! But I felt...
The Indentured Maid By Janis Elizabeth Devon Lindsey had two passions in his life, neither of which he could or would reveal to his family and friends. First was his love of wearing women's clothing, a love that first began in his pre-teen years when he had found a pair of his mother's silky panties folded on top of the clean laundry in the basket. When he touched them, he felt an exciting sensation go through him, a sensation that caused him to hurry to his room and try on this...
Maid To Order Mr. Carstairs shuffled to the door and managed to stand fully upright in order to hug and "air kiss" his wife goodbye for the day. "Now honey, remember what the doctor said," she reminded him. "Keep taking your heart medications and try to keep calm. Remember your blood meds too!" she chided him as she stepped out the door and off into her Porsche. "Don't worry, dear, I won't forget!" he promised as she sped away. Mr. Carstairs then shuffled himself over to his...
Chapter IIINext afternoon, after seeing that everything was in working order in the Snuggery, I threw open both doors as if carelessly, and taking off my coat as if not expecting any visitors, I proceeded to putter about the room, keeping a vigilant eye on the stairs. Before long, I heard footsteps on the landing but pretended not to know that any one was there till Alice tapped merrily on the door saying, "May we come in, Jack?""Good Heavens! Alice?" I exclaimed in pretended surprise as I...
I lay awake naked on my bed, staring up at the ceiling in the dark. We were going through another blackout and the air conditioning was dead. The sweltering Bangkok heat was unbearable, even in the middle of the night. I couldn't sleep anyway; I was a few months over 18 and my near-uncontrollable sex drive had no outlet. My big cock was a steel pipe that I gripped and pumped in my hand, lubed up with a palm of spit. I was frustrated; I was a good-looking white k** from a well-off American...
Maid Service By Jennifer Stewart The Maid's Bedroom The black satin dress of a maid's uniform hangs carelessly on the back of a chair. The white chiffon apron lies on the floor behind the chair. The sounds of a vigorous copulation gradually fill the room - a rhythmic thumping and creaking noise of a bed being shaken violently; the steady slapping of flesh; a woman's gasps sprinkled with her cries and moans; the heavy breathing and grunts of a men. "Ummmnn... Oh GOD......
Who's The Maid Now? Belladonna [Author's note: This a non-TG, Female to Female class change story was based on a caption by Camille Langtry at her excellent F to F Ladies Becoming Maids blog (http://lady2maid.blogspot.com). It was originally posted on Camille's blog back in July of this year. I'm posting it here because it's where all my other stories are posted. The original version on the blog contains an epilogue that I have omitted here as I have plotted out an expanded version...