A rough breakup with her abusive now ex-boyfriend left Lauren alone, no home, no belongings, no confidence, no job, no money. Sitting in the coffee shop with the classified adds mostly crossed out with the red X's after fruitless calls, she lowered her sights and ego, and looked at openings for live in maids. At least she would have a place to live, make som...
"So, um, I take it you ain't been out of the Ivory Tower in a while, sugar?" Gretel blinked. He rubbed the back of his neck, biting his lip. "Is it that obvious bit?" The cart hit a bump, causing him to nearly drop his notebook. Beside him, the farmer's daughter Maye giggled as she bounced against his side. "A li'l bit." She patted him on the shoulder. "D...
Chapter Eight: Moving Along with my Sissy Maid Life and lots of Sissy Slutty Sex too. [Beep, beep, beep] My alarm clock goes off and a struggle to wake up. It is 7:00am and I come around to realize I'm in my sissy bedroom in my Master's house. I get up quickly now, in my white satin bra and panty with white satin full slip, this is my sleeping lingerie. I t...
Author's note: This is the eighth chapter I never thought I'd write. Well: It's the seventh chapter I never thought I'd write, and the eighth chapter, which I never thought I'd write. It depends how you like to parse your sentences. It resolves the world, and ends Sable's story in it. Not her story, mind. Just her story in this world. If you haven't rea...
Before making as pass be sure you want her Saras was sweeping the bedroom and Mr. Richard, her master sat cross legged on the cot bending over the morning newspaper spread out on the bed. That is how he read the morning sheet. However, this morning the imposing valley of Saras as she bent down to her task rather than the happenings in the world was holding...
Living near the coast, there are quite a few caravan/camping sites near us,Every new year me my wife and friends go out in fancy dress to one of the parks that has a great club house, Usually I go as Batman, a Centurion, things like that but last year my wife suggested we all go out dressed as French maids! As I was the only male in the group I was terribly...
In the world of slaves, orgasms are strictly rationed. Masters and mistresses prefer to have their slaves in a constant state of sexual readiness. Male slaves are supposed to be constantly hard and erect. Female slaves are supposed to be constantly wet. We're supposed to be constantly feverish and desperate for sex. We're supposed to be grateful for every or...
Dear Biddy I sorry our meeting at the Darnleys was so rushed, we have, so much to catch up on. Thank you so much for the compliment on my dress, but as I said this new fashion has been such a trial and I could see you wanted to know more as we were rushed to move on. To be frank I had hoped that the current princess line sheath dress fashion was to be sho...
The Patron, The beginning or is it? This is a story form a time of two to three hundred yeas ago in England when times were not so good for women and girls of lower class if they ever found themselves alone without protection. With disease rampant many children were left parent less orphans these are the tales of some of the girls of that time. Some will...
As usual before proceeding with the story, I reproduce the last few lines of part 3: When we had settled down Sarit asked, 'What is so important that it could not wait till evening?' 'Ladies, we have decided to divorce you,' Shamit said. Sarit and I were shocked. 'What?' Sarit shouted, surprised. 'But why?' I asked as calmly as I could. 'Because whe...