CHAPTER 1 "Loxley!" I said, "Thrice welcome back from the Crusades!" My best friend was tanned, and older, but looked as handsome as ever. He was wearing the green cape and hood I had given him as a gift when he set out three years ago. "My lord Lincoln," he replied with a bow. Then courtesy was set aside as I opened my arms and he rushed forward. We held...
The beat up old car chugged up the driveway with labored putters. Mindy peered through the windshield in awe as she soaked in the view. She had driven passed high gates that opened up to grand lawn filled with perfectly trimmed hedges that guided the path. Every few feet was met with an elegant hedge statue of figures in classical poses as if they were part...
Chapter Seven: I've been taken, Made into a Maid, Turned out as a Slut. Two days have passed by, it's Thursday morning. Today Master Gage and Master Martin are to arrive by 10:00am. I awake by 8:00am and my stomach is turning. I get up sit on the edge of my bed wearing my sleeping lingerie today it's a white satin full slip, white lace bra and satiny panty....
Who is Hannah Gabrielle? NARRATOR: Hello everyone, I will be the narrator for Hannah's journey to lesbian sex wrestling. In this first episode of the first season, I will introduce you to Hannah Gabrielle and to her best friend Aimee. You will also see how Hannah began to have interest with lesbian sex wrestling. To begin, Hannah is a brunette with a fair w...
Chapter 10 What's in a name? I think I must have slept literally as I fell on the bed. As you know there are no clocks here at FemsRace and time passes according to your whims and pleasures. I awoke laying demurely on the bedclothes but cursed my luck that my blouse and skirt would be creased. I rose and checked in the mirror. Sure enough, my skirt and bl...
Chapter Four: My Arrival and a New Start to Full Time Sissy Life. I awake about 7:30am, groggy as I only had a floor to sleep on with a thin blanket, I rub my morning eyes as I sit up and see the black, satin, maids dress on a hanger, as if it was calling me to put it on. I soon realize my new predicament and smile. I had to take off the pair of pantyhose,...
This story takes place three weeks after "The Day Before The Day." "She keeps Moët et Chandon In her pretty cabinet. 'Let them eat cake, ' she says, just like Marie Antoinette. A built-in remedy for Khrushchev and Kennedy. At any time an invitation you can't decline." -Queen, "Killer Queen" The Sun shone through the open balcony doors into the bedroom of t...
Once upon a time, in a land which exists in the dark recesses of the mind, there was a Mistress. And the Mistress was me. Night draws in. I have had supper with the visitor, a County Sheriff with a lame horse who appealed for a bed for the night. He is comely, I suppose, in the way of young, strong men, but really nothing interesting. Not to my taste. His e...
Tonya In The Room. Experience with a young maid continues. It was the next morning after my meeting with Tonya on the beach. I moved to the hotel where she was a maid. I was not alone in the suite – I lived there with my buddy Ron. It was a small room with two beds , table with a TV, big mirror on the wall and a door to the bathroom. Ron was with me and th...
The doorbell rang and my heart galloped, as it always did whenever the bell rang. If I kept totally focused on what Mistress wanted, everything was usually okay. However, unforeseen events, like doorbells for instance, almost always spelled trouble. I hurried to find my Mistress and curtsied automatically as I entered her room. "Mistress, there is someone...