Chapter Six
Day 1 pt 1
He was released from the bathroom, after being there all night.
She did not speak to him apart from telling him to take the envelope.
She then turned and walked out the door.
Ho looked at the envelope, it was white which he opened taking out the paper he began to read.
Your instructions are that you will report to the airport, tomorrow morning with your passport and the clothing you have on your back only.
You may be allowed to bring some toiletries in a bag but that is all.
Clothing will be provided for you.
You will be away for two weeks and then returned home.
You will be given further instructions as each day unfolds, but your main duties for the entire two weeks is to be as a maid and will be instructed on your duties as well.
You are not permitted to speak for the duration of the two weeks.
If there is something of importance, I will accept it in written form from you at the beginning of each day.
Other wise if you speak further punishment will occur, as other punishments will occur if you fail in the duties set out to you each day.
Day 1 pt 2
I was tired after the previous night�s excursions. When she unlocked the bathroom door, I was handed the envelope. She quickly left me alone with my thoughts. I sensed that she had made preparations for my punishment over night.
I had to read the note three times for the words to sink in fully. My mind raced in several different directions at once. There was a strong sense of anticipation � I felt my cock stiffen immediately at the thought of two solid weeks with her. We would be entering a new stage in our relationship, which I hoped would mean new experiences and new feelings. But I also felt a sense of apprehension. I would be open to her demands, her requirements, her beautiful domination for a very long time. I knew she would use that time to stretch me and to test me. I realised that I would have to commit to a new level of submission in the next two weeks. I could feel my stomach turning over at the thought of what might happen. I forced myself to stop, knowing that she had taught me to focus on the present, not what might happen. This in turn reminded me that she was continuing to influence my thoughts, even though she had left the house 20 minutes ago. I knew she would be smiling to herself, imagining the feelings running through me. I looked at the note again. A maid for two weeks�..I sucked on my lower lip, sensing that she was going to use this opportunity to push me in a way that I had never been pushed before. I always liked to take my own stuff when I was going away. She knew that I felt exposed without packing my own bag�.without having control. I realised that she had seen straight through me again.
I folded up the note, carefully placing it back in the envelope. Now I could only count the hours until our meeting at the airport�.
Day 2 pt 1
Arriving at the airport in a taxi. When it came to a stop and I got out, there he was standing waiting.
I stood and waited for him to remove the bags from the taxi. He quickly did this while I paid for the fare.
He went and got a trolley and placed the items on the trolley.
I handed him the tickets and the passport so he could give them in at the checking desk.
He was about to speak, when I looked at him and glared, he realising his error closed his mouth.
We walked to the check in desk and had the usual wait; I began to read a magazine while he stood there. I was watching him even though I was reading. He did not see me looking at him and I had to smile, as he was so nice a pet, and would make a devoted one given the right training.
When the bags were handed in and the boarding tickets were given to us he handed them back to me, but I said he was to keep them, as we would need them later.
Once on the plane we were given two seats close to the window, and the third seat luckily for us was not occupied. Smiling to myself thinking lucky for us.
I took off my cardigan and placed it over his lap, and leaned over and said into his ear.
Undo your trousers and make free what belongs to me and stay this way for the journey.
He began undoing his trouser and then sliding them down his legs, this he did carefully so as not to draw attention to himself. The cardigan covered his lap and it was black so it did not give anything away.
Only I knew what lay beneath and wave of excitement came over me. I was really going to have fun this holiday.
Moving my hand under the cardigan I could feel that he was getting hard, and even more so when I started stroking it. I looked at him and looked into his eyes not saying anything and yet still stroking him.
I stopped and said you had better fasten your seat belt, as we were ready to take off.
The stewardess came round looking to see if the seat belts were fastened, I smiled knowing what was underneath the cardigan.
But she only glanced and then carried on to the next row.
For the two and a half hour flight I tormented him over and over again.
I would stroke him and then leave alone; I would stroke him and bring him to the edge but with enough room so he could control it.
And all the while he was not allowed to speak. And this was only the beginning.
As the plane landed he put his pants back on and we left the airport after he had gotten the bags.
We were driven an hour or so to the place were we were staying at.
It was a quaint little apartment block not far from the beach and the apartment looked out towards the sea.
We were given the key and told we were on the top floor apt 1201.
Taking the suitcases up in the lift and then getting into the apartment.
It was two beds roomed apt. When inside I told him to take the green suitcase into the small room and the bigger case into the Master bedroom. And then report back to me.
As he came back into the living room, I stood and bade him follow me into the small bedroom. Remove your clothing and then I passed him the key to the suitcase.
You will hang your clothing in the wardrobe and will not be wearing them again until the return home.
On opening the suitcase I was watching his face, especially when he was removing the items. On the top were the maids little dress, black trimmed with white and even the frilly apron. He laid it on the bed, there was stockings and a suspender belt as well and not to mention the frilly white knickers with the slit in the front.
I watched as his eyes looked upon these items. In fact there were two dresses altogether and also a couple white baby doll pyjamas. As he removed these from the suitcase I told him this was what he had to wear when he was going to sleep. There was even a pair of fluffy slippers to go with them. I thought I would add these for a touch more amusement.
Underneath all of the clothing were the toys and restraints I had brought for our pleasure.
I told him to leave them where they were as we could get them out when I felt it was necessary. I also told him to put the suitcase under the bed and then get into the clothing that was there. I hoped he would get used to walking in the heels that were there as well.
I did think of bringing the 5inch heels but decided that the 3inch black leather heels would be ok for the duration.
I left the room and went back in the lounge and began reading the magazine. I could not concentrate on it as I was waiting for him and knowing what he would be wearing made it all the more exciting.
After about half hour he came out from the room and stood before me. There he was standing and the clothing he wore, I looked him up and down and laughed heartily he was such a sight but also exciting as well.
You may go now and see to my things, out them away and place the toiletries in the bathroom.
While you are doing this I will be out doing the shopping. You answer the door to no one does I make that clear, he nodded.
I stood up and kissed his lips, and smiling to him I said oh and from now on your name is Lucy.
With that I left and went shopping, laughing to myself as I left the apartment. I knew he could hear the laughter.
The walk to the shops was invigorating and I stopped at a bar and had a drink, which would make my time away longer and his thoughts would be reeling of his position and how he was here with me.
It took about three hours for me to arrive back at the apartment. I had bought some food and drink, I had not thought about if he was a good cook or not, oh well if not I am sure we can teach him that as well. I do so love a blank canvas to work with. And yet draw on his wit and charm as well.
When I opened the door he was stood there with head lowered, it delighted me to see him stood. He must have been watching for me coming as from the front balcony you could see who was coming up to the apartment block.
He took the bags to the kitchen, as he was going into the kitchen I told him to make some tea for me. He would have found the tea bags in the suitcase as I always pack the essentials when going on holiday.
To be waited on hand and foot was something I was going to enjoy, not to mention the pleasures I could par take from his body when I desired, let alone allowing him to pleasure me as well. And the toys that I had brought would be fun.
He brought in the tea and placed it on the table next to the sofa where I was sitting.
He stood waiting for me to give him instruction, which made me even more excited.
I told him to come sit on the floor next to the sofa, and then I gave him my foot and told him that my feet were tired and needed pampering.
I lay on the sofa and closed my eyes just relaxing and allowing myself to be pampered.
Taking sips of tea every now and again, ahhhhh holiday bliss.
I must have dozed off, as the sun had gone down. I looked around and I had to get my barring at first then all came back to me. And sitting on the floor with my feet in his hands he was still there. Even he had fallen asleep, he looked so sweet and I just watched him for a time admiring his form and enjoying that he was here with me.
After we had eaten, which I had decided to prepare to save time and also I enjoy doing.
He can wash the dishes the least of my favourite tasks.
I told him to go prepare a bath for me and that he was to bathe me.
After a few mins I entered the bedroom and stood while he removed the clothing, which he did with very gentle movements and such a pleasure.
I stepped into the bath and sat down. He had added my oils to the bath and the aroma was delicious. He knelt at the side of the bath and began soaping my body, which felt good.
After he had bathed me and washed my hair, which again felt so divine, I was quite relaxed.
He took the towel and wrapped it around me while I stepped out of the bath, and towel dried me and made sure that all was dry.
Walking into the bedroom I told him to get my creams, as he knows that I have to have my body creamed.
And it was going to be a pleasure having him do it. I could see already that he was quite firm.
Lying on the bed he began to massage the cream into my skin, starting at the feet and working his magic all the way over my body.
It made feel so relaxed and I was ready for sleep by the time he had finished.
I pulled him close to me and kissed him deeply, then told him he may retire to his room and if he felt he needed to comment on anything then he should do so by writing it down and handing it to me in the morning and this would be the way that he would communicate any problems or desires that he wished to inform me about.
With that he nodded his head and he left the bedroom, I drifted of into a deep sleep still my thoughts were of him.
Day 2 pt 2
I arrived at the airport early. I tend to be early for most things, but today I felt such a strong sense of anticipation that I couldn�t wait to get there. Rather than resist the rising sense of excitement I soon realised that it was best to let the sensation flow through me. I stood at the taxi rank, with no idea of what might lay in store for me. I took a deep breath when I saw her draw up in a taxi, trying to calm myself. She had taught me the importance of self control, and I tried to control my cock as I felt it rise slightly under my trousers. I reminded myself that I should not speak under any circumstances. I was already in line for thorough punishment during the next fortnight, and I did not wish to disappoint her any further.
As we boarded the plane, I sensed that we were entering a new phase in our relationship. We would be in a foreign country, away from work and other distractions. I sensed that she wanted space in which to stretch and extend my submission. Seeing her frequent smile reinforced my feeling that this would be a special holiday. During the flight, she began my punishment. Having my cock out in the open made me both worried and excited. Having just a cardigan over my hardness made me edgy � what if the stewardess noticed something? When she began secretly stroking me, I found it impossible to concentrate. She knew that I became quickly excited when we were playing little private games, and I found it hard to control my cock at first. I managed to gain some composure, but then she started teasing me again whilst flicking absent mindedly through a magazine. I put my head back and stared at the ceiling, taking this as a sign of what was to come in the next two weeks.
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Once we arrived at the hotel, I had settled into a state of submissiveness. I sensed that she had picked up on this, and she began to give me orders once we were safely in the room. This in turn raised my sense of anticipation and curiosity about what might be to come. At the same time, I felt an intense sense of apprehension at the punishment that might be inflicted.
When I saw my clothing for the holiday, I gasped slightly. She knew how humiliated I felt at being dressed as a woman. She smiled and told me that I would be known as Lucy. I nodded meekly and began to change into the maid�s outfit. The feeling of the stockings and suspenders on my legs increased my feeling of deep humiliation. When I looked at myself in the full length mirror, I found myself breathing deeply at the sight of a male maid. Of course, I knew it was me in the mirror but wearing female clothing always initiated a strong sense of feeling somehow different. Somehow transformed. When I stood before her, she laughed deeply, which only served to increase my sense of humiliation. I knew that I would have to get used to the high heels and maid�s outfit. My only other clothing would probably only be the baby suit and�.well, nakedness. I locked eyes with her briefly when she kissed me on the lips. I could see the glint of excitement in her eyes.
For three hours, I was left alone with my thoughts. I could only imagine what was going through her mind. I realised after some time of tidying the apartment that I was actually feeling a real sense of upcoming fun and excitement, as well as the humiliation and apprehension. I decided that I must enjoy the time with her. We both knew that was important. I caught myself thinking about these things, marvelling at her ability to toy with my emotions and feelings.
When she returned, I was allowed to serve her from the kitchen. I focused on trying to serve in the appropriate fashion, knowing that she would be closely observing my every move. I teetered on the high heels, desperately trying to avoid dropping anything. I was then required to massage her feet while she rested. As I lay there, looking up at her relaxing quietly on the sofa, I came to an important conclusion. I realised that we had entered a stage in our relationship in which my pleasure came from her pleasure. I smiled to myself as I realised that pleasing her was my source of pleasure. I knew that this was never easy, but then she had taught me that pleasure is not true pleasure if it easy to acquire. I gently brushed my lips over her toes, feeling a burst of happiness as a smile played over her lips. The bath which followed was a chance for me to show my devotion, as I washed and dried her carefully. She seemed happy, and I retired to bed with a sense of genuine anticipation. I wondered if she was thinking of me, because she was all that was on my mind as I drifted off to sleep.