Maid To Serve. (R)
A Very Successful Business man, But Is In Truth A Rapist Pig, Who Gets What's Comming To Him, In The Most Unexpected Way
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Maid To Serve

By Pet Baby Amy

c 2009



Dave Harley was a 25 year old wealthy businessman, he was the worlds youngest and had been classed as the next Richard Branson. He own company, Condor Multi Media, his company was a rival of course to Virgin Media.


Dave's wealth had brought him power and he thrived on that, he loved going to certain night clubs for the purpose of having unlawful sex and he could get away with it.


He had decided to try out a relatively new night club called The Pink Lace, he nearly almost did not bother going for fear that it may be some sort of a Gay night bar.


To his pleasant surprise the night club had a horde of sexy ladies of all ages, all to the subjugation to the many men in suits that were there in the club too. "This is my kind of club."


Remarked Dave to himself with a big grin on his face as he entered into The Pink Lace Night Club. The music was loud, the lighting was low, which was great for grabbing a ladies ass or groping her breasts, as they would not know which guy was doing that to her, with so many all close by.


Dave made his way to the bar and checked out the bountiful selection of sexy ladies to chose from, the younger the better.


Some girls as young as sixteen have been known to not only look older, but sometimes go to such length as to lie about their age, so that they could get into night clubs like this.


They want to feel like fully grown women, Dave was only too happy to oblige. He felt very horny, but he also felt lucky. Dave had picked up a lot of girls in other night clubs and he had almost always scored.


He attributed it to his good looks, as he was of a good slim build, had the typical greased back jet black hair and blue eyes, he stood at the good height of 6 ft tall and so he almost dwarfed over most of his female victims, which only gave him an added sense of power.


But he smiled as he also fingered the packet of GHB in his jacket pocket.
The GHB was odourless, tasteless and colourless. It acts fast and makes the victim semi-conscious, but responsive.

The best part was that it removed inhibitions and made the girl act in a sexually affectionate way. The next morning, she would usually have little or no memory of what happened.

In Dave's mind, it was the perfect 'love potion'. It cut through a lot of that slow seduction dance and let him cut right to the chase.


Besides, he chuckled to himself, they got what they deserved. Girls that came to a place like this were looking for it and he was just providing a service, Dave ordered a drink, he scanned the room for targets.


A couple of possibilities caught his eye, leaning against the bar and sipping his drink, he considered which lines he might use, as he pondered the choices, a woman moved next to him and ordered a drink.


She was a knockout, just his type. She was short, maybe even petite. She had a had an absolute knockout tan, the real deal, none of this fake stuff and Dave could tell.

The lady was young, she had to be 18 years old at that, Dave would have preferred a ripe 16 year old, but had hoped that she could be that age.


He could not care now, as this girl was dressed to kill, her perfume was erotic and strong.
Dave was the sort of guy that was direct and did not care if his manor seemed to be rude or crude, if no girl liked it, it was there loss, that was his attitude to females like that.


They were to move on or get a life, females were there to be only sex play things for the whims of man, that was just the kind of guy Dave was. However he was, to his way of thinking that is, a complete Master at being dashing, polite, kind, etc, as he knew all girls fell for this sort of thing.


He looked at the young sex Goddess that was next to him, already hard in his crotch, he smiled casually at her as he spoke. "That's a great perfume that you are wearing."

Dave knew that women and young teen-aged girls alike, loved that kind of crap... Well he thought it to be crap. T
he young girl had long flowing red hair and her eyes were dazzling sapphire blue, she had a hour glass figure to die for, it did not help matters as to the fact that she was wearing a short sleek Virgin white PVC dress, black silk stockings, she made no attempt to hide her two white satin garters, one on each thigh and 6in white stiletto shoes on her dainty feet, the young seductress turned to face him and said in an oh so sexy voice.


"Why thank you."
'Bingo. We've got a live one.' Came the thoughts of Dave with a big grin on his face. He immediately pressed the advantage.

"Hi... my name is Dave." He said trying to sound debonair and sophisticated. She returned in kind, "My name's Jane and please, no Tarzan jokes."


She said sternly. Dave smiled, he took the girls hand and gently kissed it.
"I would not do such a thing to such a lovely Lady as you." The young girl smiled, as she seemed to be impressed.

"Wow, a real gentleman, that's rare these days."

As a bartender arrived with her wine, he said, "Can I buy you that drink my Lady?" Remarked Dave playing his part, knowing that he was sure to have this sex bomb eating out of the palm of his hand.

The young girl looked into Dave's eyes, as she replied. "Why you are a true gentleman... I would be honoured for you to buy this drink for me." She settled onto the stool next to his. Dave went into his normal routine.


It worked perfectly. As they had a few drinks, she warmed to his small talk and before long she was acting very friendly as she placed her hand on his arm and laughed at all of his jokes.

It turns out that she was in town on business and staying at a secluded B&B in an isolated part of London.


Dave could not believe his luck, the location was perfect, it meant that not many people would be around, the less people, the better, but with his influence, it would not be out of his way to slip a couple of hundred pounds into a persons hand to keep quiet, if a situation called for that. The girl was not local.


That talk about being on business Dave knew to be a sure sign that the young girl was trying to pass her self of as a much older woman.
Dave knew what all females wanted, he could not wait to do exactly that.

And the fact that she was not local eliminated the chances of them ever meeting again, not that it really mattered anyway, as in most cases, the drug removed any clear memory of events.


This was almost too easy. But he wasn't one to look a gift horse in the mouth. He moved to close in and snatch up this prize, before it stood a chance of slipping away from him.


He leaned toward her and whispered in her ear with all of his well-honed charm, "How about you and I go to some place quieter?"


Jane seemed eager. She moved her hand to his thigh, shifted her body to reveal her lacy red bra and attractive tits. She whispered back, "That's just what I was thinking. Would coming back to my hotel room be inappropriate my good sir?"


Dave's grin grew wider, was this girl for real? He almost tripped over himself getting ready to leave. It looked like he wouldn't even need the drug tonight.

"No my dear Lady, it is perfect." Dave replied, in his mind the tone was more lustful. 'REAL PERFECT.'


They decided to stop at a liquor store, then go to her room at the San Michael Hotel which was the secluded Bead And Breakfast.


It was a quaint little B&B, which was even the more perfect for what Dave had in mind, the owners of the B&B were old people.


Dave could hardly believe his luck, he settled in for a night of pleasure, whilst Jane fixed their drinks. As they sipped on their drinks and he started to caress her, he became a little tipsy.

Jane didn't seem to notice and urged him to drink up. He complied. Before long, he slipped into even more of a warm and relaxed stupor.


He was conscious, but was having difficulty thinking clearly. At the same time, Jane's attitude and manner changed. "Well... Dave, how are you feeling?" He leered at her over his drink and mumbled.

"I'm feeling sexy." Jane smiled, but it was more evil than friendly.

"That's good. You seem ready for what I have in mind." She told him to get undressed and he followed her orders.

He was a little unbalanced, but responsive. He felt very passive. As he undressed, Jane revealed her plans. "It's pay back time, ass-hole. You've probably done this date rape trick lots of times, huh. Pick up some unsuspecting girl with your sweet talk and then slip her some drugs. Wham, bam, thank you ma'am. Then, you're out of there. The next day when she wakes up with a bad hangover and very few memories, except maybe some bruises."


Her voice was one of disgust and anger
Dave heard what she was saying and knew it wasn't what he was expecting to hear, everything was happening , but not in the way it was supposed to happen.

However, for some reason, he wasn't alarmed and waited docilely for Jane to continue.

"A couple of weeks ago you picked on the wrong girl. My little sister. She didn't remember you, or much of the 'date'. Fortunately, I was with her when you met at Charlie's Bar. I remembered your face. It wasn't hard to track you down."


Although Dave was in a haze, he didn't like the sound of this. But, he couldn't stay focused. He wondered what this had to do with having sex and continued undressing.

Jane continued, "Now it's your turn to see how it feels."

She held up the empty packet of GHB that she had managed to find in his trousers pocket, and had sneaked it into Dave's drink, he not even noticed her remove it from his person, she must have been an expert shop lifter.


"It acts fast doesn't it? Of course, you know that." Remarked Jane in sarcasm. By now, Dave was naked. Although part of his mind was beginning to comprehend and get scared, he was unable to form a plan to do anything about it.

The drug had weakened his will to do anything independently. The dose he used usually knocked the girls out. They were responsive, often even affectionate, but were almost in a semi-conscious trance.

However, with his larger body size, in height that was, the GHB wasn't having the full mental effect on him. He was passive alright, and unable to resist directions, but a lot more conscious of what was going on than his victims.

Jane however seemed to be counting on that.
"So, let's get started and see how you like it, lover boy." Jane said with a hard edge in her voice. She reached into the dresser and pulled out some clothes.

"You like you're little girls all dolled up and sexy don't you? Why don't we see how you look in this." She tossed something onto the bed. Dave slowly turned his head and focused on it.


It was a French Maid's Costume, however, this one was not the usual standard black and white one, this was a hot pink and white PVC one, and it was frilly and covered with lace, low cut at the top and with a very short skirt.


While he was staring dumbly at it, Jane was tossing other things onto the bed. A suspender belt , two garters and fishnet stockings.

A red, push-up bra. Hot pink knickers covered with ruffles and lace,these were made out of PVC too, to match the Maids outfit, and lastly pink shoes with 3 inch high heels.


When Jane was done, she turned to face Dave and said, "Dress up time, ass hole."
Jane stepped toward Dave and applied adhesive to his chest, the permanent kind.

He wobbled a little and just watched her. She reached into a bag and pulled out a pair of false breasts. In one quick motion, she pressed firmly and held them until they attached to his chest.

His eyes widened in surprise and wonder. His schizophrenic reaction continued. The small rationale part of his mind was recoiling in fear.


The larger, drug influenced part treated it as just something to observe and go along with. This made it even worse.
Jane stepped away and laughed, "Super Glue is great. Those suckers won't come off easily."


The combination of Dave's drunken condition and the unusual weight almost made him topple forward. Jane stopped his fall with a push to his stomach and he sat back onto the bed, he couldn't help giggling.


Jane knew the drug was causing this reaction, but it annoyed her nonetheless. It reminded her that her poor sister had probably reacted in a similar, almost willing manner when this predator had drugged and raped her.


She restrained herself from slapping him, she reminded herself that she had much more ambitious plans. She wanted this all to look voluntary and a bruise might create some doubt.

She returned to business. The sooner this was over, the sooner she could get away from this piece of garbage.
"Put the clothes on, Slut."

She barked and handed him the suspender belt and stockings, as aware and repulsed as part of his brain was, the drug made him compliant.


He was powerless to resist. He set about the task of dressing. It was slow going with his impaired movements, but Jane helped slightly as she pulled things into place then she handed to Dave the two garters and ordered him.


"Now put these on too and don't forget to put these shoes on last." Dave complied and in minutes he was fully attired.

"Just a few more things, jerk." Jane remarked, not done yet with Dave as she dumped make-up on the drinks counter. With Dave observing passively, she glued on long pink fingernails and false eyelashes.

Next, she applied overdone make-up, big plumped up pink lips, rouge, and pink eye shadow, she did it quickly.


She deliberately wanted it to look cheap and Tarty. Not slowing to observe the results, Jane grabbed a needle and pierced David's ears.

Ignoring his squeal of pain, she inserted large plastic hoop earrings into the fresh holes.

Matching sets of coloured bracelets from the everything from the pound store, where everything can be bought for a one pound, each set of bracelets were added to each wrist.

Dave shook them and laughed at the noise they made. Jane then got Dave to sit perfectly still, he did so, Dave watched as Jane reached under the drinks counter and returned with a Barbers electric shearer, she approached Dave and began to shave off his own head of hair, once he was completely bald.


Jane quickly began to brush over the Super Glue, then fitted over a long blonde wig set in ringlets, that went cascading down over Dave's back and stopped at his waist.


While his appearance was completely transformed, from that of a 3 piece suit wearing highly successful businessman to a cheap Vamped up whore and a slut.


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hat's exactly the look Jane wanted to complete her plan. "Enough preliminaries. Let's take a look at you. Stand up." Jane helped pull Dave to his feet.

The alcohol, drug and the high heels made him very wobbly. She led him slowly to the mirror. Dave was quite a sight. As he swayed in front of the mirror, Dave tried to bring the image into focus.

He looked like a Tarty drag queen. The maid's outfit seemed like a cheap effort at looking erotic. But in his confused state, that's not what registered in his mind. "Pretty", he said. He was entranced.


He stared at the image before him. He saw the pink PVC skirt flared out over the petticoats. His hands moved from the puffed sleeves, along the lace-lined bodice, and down to the fishnet stockings embracing his hairy legs.


His fingers lingered for a moment on the pink lace leg garter on his left thigh and he smiled to find an identical one on his right.
"Oo... Sexy, kinky even."

Dave said out loud, which got a smile from Jane. Throughout his foggy inspection. Dave's eyes were glued to the mirror as if checking out a girl across from a bar.

Now, he paused and looked down at himself and saw the outfit on his body as if for the first time. He recoiled a little but couldn't get his mind to sort it all out. He looked up, then down again, registering that something was not right.


A cold sense of dread formed in his stomach, but the drug wouldn't allow him to act on it. He returned his gaze to the mirror and continued to inspect his new appearance.

While this was going on, Jane was busy at her suitcase. She was working on setting up a tripod and loading a digital camera and also setting up a DVD Cam Corder.


Suddenly, Dave smiled wickedly and glanced around, as if to see if anyone was looking. Then he pulled up the skirt and looked at the knickers.

He seemed to have forgotten that he had put them on minutes earlier. He turned to Jane and whispered as if sharing a secret,


"I can see her knickers."
She glanced over from fine-tuning the camera settings and replied, "Yes, very soon everyone will see her knickers." This was going just as planned.


This revenge was going to be delicious. Dave's hand started to feel the soft pink material. As his fingers moved through the ruffles, he began to get aroused.

This sensation reached the rational part of his mind that was swimming in and out of contact.

For a moment, his eyes widened in panic and he tried to shake himself into control.

The effort was fruitless.
Just as with his victims, his thinking had lost the battle for control to the sensing part of his body. It slid back to observe the events with no hope of influencing them.

But he also couldn't ignore what was happening. He felt he had a front row seat at his own degradation. As his hand continued to massage his penis through the tight feel of the knickers that had a wonderful sensual feeling to them, it became harder.


"Very nice," he moaned.
Jane saw what was going on and slapped his hand away. "Not yet slut. Just stand there. I'll be with you in just a second."

Dave was disappointed at being interrupted. He stood for a moment, and then his attention turned to his chest. Looking in the mirror, he turned sideways and stuck his false breasts out.

He grabbed them with both hands through the costume and started to rub and squeeze them.
"She has nice boobs," he said to no one in particular. "Very big boobs."


"Yeah, very big boobs." Jane chimed in. "I'm ready. It's show time, girlie. Come over here." Dave did an involuntary titter at being referred to as a girl.

He took little, mincing steps to the wall where Jane had pointed to and almost stumbled. "What are we going to do?"

"We're going to take some pictures of Dave in his pretty dress and send them to all his friends. Won't that be nice?"

Jane explained. Inside Dave was panic-stricken. On the surface, he appeared thrilled. Jane continued, "They'll be beautiful. I'm sure your business colleagues will share them with all of your clients. Conservative clients aren't they Dave? They're going to be so surprised at your little hobby."


Jane explained how she wanted Dave to pose. She started taking pictures. Simple ones at first, then increasingly erotic. She made sure to get close-ups of his face to guarantee recognition.

She had him stand and lift his skirt to reveal the pink lingerie.

He actually seemed to be enjoying it and responded to her requests to smile and preen, to act affectionately and suck erotically on his finger.

After a few pictures of him lounging on the bed. "OK, now Dave, I really ought to call you Daisy with you dressed as you are, yes that is a very good girlie name for you..."


Remarked Jane, who was about to give Dave his next set of instructions of how she wanted him to pose for her. Now she had established a new name for him, she now was ready to tell him what to do next.


"Right Daisy... now spread your legs and rub your penis up and down, but with your knickers still on. Dave didn't need much urging. He was really getting into this and set about the task with a sort of dazed enthusiasm.


When he was erect, Jane made sure to get close-ups. He wouldn't be able to deny that he was aroused by the situation. Pictures didn't lie.
As she stood up, she said,

"I think that's enough of those."

Dave looked at her and naively asked, "Why aren't you in the pictures?" Jane chuckled to herself as she mounted the camera to the tripod.

"Does Daisy want me in the pictures?" she asked coyly. Dave was still working on the rigid penis that was stretching the sheer fabric of the knickers. He responded breathlessly, "Yes".


"I'm sorry, I can't quite grant you that request, but however, I can grant you the next best thing." Dave looked at her in confusion. "I don't understand." Jane gave him a devilish smile.

"Oh you shall, it's a surprise." Dave seemed to get giddy like a little girl...

"Oh I just love surprises." He remarked with a near Sissy girlie high pitched voice, Jane couldn't ask for anything better.

Jane checked the camera battery and storage. Both were fine.

Then she placed her hands on the the drinks bar, rested for a second and collected her thoughts.

She took a breath as if steeling herself for what was about to come. The pictures would be damaging, but they didn't begin to compensate for the harm he had done to her sister and the other victims.

There were more things that had to be done.
Luckily for her she had planned this night ahead and had surprisingly enlisted the help of a strong Mistress that owned a male Sissy Maid.


When she suggested that Jane make Dave become her own personal Sissy Maid, she liked the idea, because it meant a permanent degradation, a one off degrading position could, as unlikely it maybe, have Dave AKA Daisy could manage to swindle his way out of the situation and get him self back into good graces and carry on getting away with everything.


So Jane was all for Madam X's suggestion to turn Dave into her personal Sissy Maid. This was the start of Dave's Sissy Maid Training as well as a form of punishment.

Just then there was a knock at the guest bedroom door, Dave nearly almost panicked...

Jane smiled. "Don't worry Daisy, that will be my special surprise for you."

However it was Jane who went to open the door.
A strikingly beautiful and tall Woman dressed all in black leather and she had on a leash, a small petite girl, she was wearing a Tarty Red & White version of a Maids outfit, it too was in PVC.


Dave now stared at the Maid as he looked at her face, she was completely identical to Jane. "I bet that you did not know that I had a twin sister, did you Daisy?"

Remarked Jane with a sadistic grin on her face, knowing too well that this male maid was wearing a very convincing latex mask.

"She is a very special twin sister, you want to see Daisy?"

Dave grinned all over. "Oh yes, I would like that very much."
"You forgot to say please." Remarked Jane sounding cross. "Please..." Pleaded Dave, the Sissy Maid before him was released from her leash...


Dave got exited as she pulled down her seductive red satin knickers and there to greet Dave's eyes was a thick erect cock. Dave's grin widened. He got a quizzical expression on his face.

As reality dawned on him, his mind started to scream. But his body was paralysed. Jane noticed and with a wide smile she asked. "Does Daisy like?"
Dave nodded stupidly and mumbled, "Very pretty."

"That's right. Now we have two pretty girls. And what do pretty girls want Daisy?"

Dave hesitated a moment to let his muddy mind work, then looked up salaciously and said, "They want sex. They want sex with Daisy."

No that could not be right, could it. But in his stupified state, a sudden thought entered his mind.

"Mmmm Lesbians..." And at that very thought, which he openly voiced, his penis grew erect.

Both Mistress X and Jane at that precise point had lifted up the skirt of Dave's dress to see his reaction. Both of them smiled and Jane then asked.

"Do you want to have sex Daisy? Do you want to have sex with my twin sister?"

Dave nodded and reached toward the Sissy Maid feebly. "Good Daisy, you two will have sex just like you had with all those other girls you have had sex with before." Remarked Jane.


The Sissy Maid drew now her cock ever more closer to greet Dave's gaze, Jane shook her head as in disapproval. "Well don't you just stand there, get down on your knees slut. Is this not how you go about having sex first? A big juice of cock first?"


Remarked Jane in a flash of anger. But she got a slight shake of the head from Mistress X, that this was not the correct way to proceed.
Luckily for her, that Dave began to tremble before her, now almost on the verge of cowering.


Dave knelt down until the long erect cock of the Sissy Maid was before Dave's face. "Don't you want to put your mouth around that lovely pretty present my twin sister has for you.?" Jane managed to say, self composed.


Both she and Mistress X looked on in amazement as Dave suddenly began to drool.
The Sissy Maid before him smiled, Dave kissed the the tip end of the cock, then licked it, then began to suck on it with gusto which pleased the Sissy Maid no end and she helped by grabbing Dave from behind his head and thrust it forward and back as the more Dave sucked, all the while Jane made sure for the camera on the tripod got as many close ups as possible.


"You like what you see don't you?" Jane asked as Dave moaned along with the Sissy Maid in pleasure. Dave just barely managed a nod of his head. "I bet you would now like for your penis to be sucked on now wouldn't you Daisy?"


Again Dave nodded his head and had now easily accepted his new identity of Daisy.
She had already cum in her knickers to which briefly Mistress X examined before Daisy was allowed her blow job.

"Nice, these knickers are of PVC on the inside too, I approve."

Jane felt honoured by her praise. "Thank you Mistress X, they are meant to further degrade the slut, those knickers are specially made and sold exclusively at Lady Shay Del Lores Sexy Deluxe Lingerie Store."


"I know..." Replied Mistress X with a smile, although she wore a leather face mask, it had slits for her mouth and eyes. "Oh... you know Lady Shay Del Lores?" Replied Jane excitedly.


Just then Mistress X reached to behind her mask and removed it, Jane could not believe her eyes, Lady Shay Del Lores's face had gotten on many fashion magazines from around the world.
Jane could hardly believe her eyes.

"My God, it is really you Lady Shay Del Lores..." Lady Del Lores smiled... "Yes, in secret I am a Mistress I train many Sissies, now I entrust my secret to you, one I hope you will keep?" Jane nodded her head.


"Oh I shall, I promise you."
"Good." Replied Lady Del Lores, she then stepped back to let her Sissy Maid Give Dave a blow Job. Dave was still exited and he gave moans of pleasure as the Sissy Maid sucked on his cock.


And he spurted cum into the Sissy Maids mouth, then she suddenly pulled away from Dave, to catch what cum she could cupping her hands together.

Dave looked on confused as the Sissy Maid now presented to him with her cupped hands.

Jane immediately knew what Lady Del Lores wanted Dave to do.

"Daisy, don't be so impolite, lick that up. After all it has been offered to you, it would be rude and impolite to refuse my twins Sister's gift. Dave could not quite understand, however, he felt compelled to obey regardless, he began to lick up his own cum from the Sissy Maid's hands like a cat lapping up a saucer of milk.


"What a good Sissy you are, now lay on the bed for me, pull your knickers down to your ankles and lift up that dress over with your ass facing towards us."

Commanded Jane in a mild praise at the same time towards Dave.

He complied and got onto the bed, pulled the knickers down, then took up the folds of the dress to lift it over as far as it would go.
The Sissy Maid also got onto the bed, she had now her hands a jar of Vaseline, she inserted this right up and into Dave's ass.


Then she slipped her cock into Dave's ass. Dave was not sure what to make of this new sensation and moaned with shear bliss... Dave soon was spread out on the bed with a big smile on his face. Jane went over with a pint of beer.


"Well done Sissy... you get this, drink it all down now."
Jane helped Dave to sit up and lift the glass of beer to his lips, he was surprisingly thirsty, the beer had the last dose of GHB, so that when he awakes, he will be exactly like his victims, unable to remember anything, even who or what he is.


That was to be the second phase of operations. Soon Dave completely passed out after he had finished off the pint of beer.
Lady Del Lores smiled at Jane.


"You have done very well, release those pictures first thing tomorrow, while you wait for your new Sissy Maid to wake up. I shall call round, as you will need a witness for when you get her to sign the contract. Tell her who she is now, but to make sure that she will never forget who she once was and used to be. You let her see the home movie you have made."


Replied Lady De Lores, Jane understood and was glad of the suggestion, just to give Dave a new identity would be like letting him off lightly.
To give him a new identity first then introduce him to what he once before will let him know why he has a new life.


Add to that he will no longer be able to return to his previous life, the damaging photo and video footage and to seal his fate the contract that give Jane full control over him, this contract being a servant contract.


Dave was left where he was and the room had been paid for along with another, which was the one Jane really slept in.
The one Dave was in, was for the soul use of his initiation into becoming a Sissy Maid.


The morning soon came ad Dave really could not remember anything, he awoke feeling dazed and he soon got to the shower room, only he could not remove what ever he was wearing.

He then got to where the full length mirror was and he blinked. His vision was blurred at first, then it cleared. He saw him self, the look was one of confusion and a little arousal by what he saw.

He felt something that was between his legs, he lifted up the skirt of his dress and saw where his pink PVC knickers were taught, his mind was so confused that he began to cry and that was when the guest bedroom door opened and in walked both Jane and Lady Del Lores.


"Who are you? Where am I and What am I?" Dave sobbed uncontrollably, Jane knew that she could not let her self feel sorry for him. "I am Mistress Watson. This here is my friend, Lady Shay Del Lores."


Jane introduced and then she replied to Dave's enquirey. "And your name is Sissy Daisy." Dave looked at Jane confused. "Sissy!"
"Yes that's right. Everything shall be explained to you and become more clear, but not until you sign this."

Jane handed over a ream of paper that was attached to a clip board. Dave looked at it and then at Jane. "But why, why won't you tell me now?" He cried bitterly... Jane stood her ground.

"Look Sissy, I can not help you unless you sign this first, that is just the way it is, now are you going to be a good Sissy and do as you are told?"

"Yes Miss." Replied Dave meekly. "That's yes Mistress Watson to you."


"Yes Mistress Watson." Replied Dave obediently. Jane smiled. Dave looked at the contract confused. "Where do I sign... Mistress Watson?"
Jane smiled, with very little to go on, Dave was accepting her authority instinctively.

"Oh that is easy, just sign where I have marked with a red X." Dave signed in the places that were clearly marked with a red X. Once Dave had finished signing the contract, Jane began to tell him who he really was, let him watch himself on a TV and he finally knew why he was now Sissy Daisy.


Even when he cried, he was not comforted, but he understood why, he accepted his fate to be for the rest of his life be a Sissy Maid under the service of his Mistress, Jane Watson.


THE END.
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Andreea
A grim morality tale, but told with eloquence, emotion, and great drama. You make it hard to feel sorry for your protagonist, yet you make him a very plausible and "everyman" villain that we can feel genuinely angry (knowing that such date rape crimes are often committed) and accept what is done to him, bearing in mind he should be in prison. His fate is ironic, and certainly no worse than he deserves. It makes this a perfect frame for true forced-fem themes, without resorting to unrealistic devices. Congratulations on another gritty and excellently told story. ***Hugs and kisses***
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  A great story and i,m sure there are those of us that would love to be able to turn the tables on more than one person whose done people wrong in the past very well written sweetie THX       
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Fank you PrissyPriness fwo your wonderful comment.

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   A great story and i,m sure there are those of us that would love to be able to turn the tables on more than one person whose done people wrong in the past very well written sweetie THX         



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Fank you Andreea, fwo your comments, they makeths me feel so special, fank you.

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 A grim morality tale, but told with eloquence, emotion, and great drama. You make it hard to feel sorry for your protagonist, yet you make him a very plausible and "everyman" villain that we can feel genuinely angry (knowing that such date rape crimes are often committed) and accept what is done to him, bearing in mind he should be in prison. His fate is ironic, and certainly no worse than he deserves. It makes this a perfect frame for true forced-fem themes, without resorting to unrealistic devices. Congratulations on another gritty and excellently told story. ***Hugs and kisses***  



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shilong
it a very nice story i hope you put up more.

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come to the light
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Shilong, fank you wery much sister fwo your comment. Me appweciates it.

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 it a very nice story i hope you put up more.

your big sister
shilong  



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such a wonderful story
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Keely, fank you wery muchies fwo your comment, me weally appweciates it, fank you.

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 such a wonderful story  



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lilakiko
This should happen too a lot rapist in the world. Very well written and strong emotions. do Keep up the Great Work.
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Fank you fwo your comments lilakiko, much appweciated, fank you ever so much.

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 This should happen too a lot rapist in the world. Very well written and strong emotions. do Keep up the Great Work.
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One of my favorite story's. Thank you!
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Awwww, fank you so much fwo your comment sissysusan.

Wery much appweciated.

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 One of my favorite story's. Thank you!  











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although I hate the thought of rapists, the story was wonderful and i enjoyed the being forced to be dressed and sissy and serve

I am new here and this is my first post but I love serving my Mistress Barb and being made her sissy girl and how she makes me wear the shiniest, frilliest satin sissy dresses and panties *blushes*

I hope one day she will help me be better and meet more like me
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PrissySissy18, fank ooo eber so much fwo your comment, hope we can be fwiends? Me gwads ooo enjoyed da stowy. Dare is more stowies me habs done here, feel fwee to wead dem and leave a comment, fank ooo, pwease fwogives me if me not wespond to your further comments, me unwell at da moment.


Me feel al right now and me hopeths dats a good sign, but me been fine before and habs become ill again wery quickly. So me seeing how fings goes before me knows fwo sure ifs me starting to get better.


Me appreciates your comments, fank ooo eber so much.


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 although I hate the thought of rapists, the story was wonderful and i enjoyed the being forced to be dressed and sissy and serve

I am new here and this is my first post but I love serving my Mistress Barb and being made her sissy girl and how she makes me wear the shiniest, frilliest satin sissy dresses and panties *blushes*

I hope one day she will help me be better and meet more like me  











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mesa hopes baby feels aww betta soon. mesa no likes it when baby is ill. babies no wike bein ill eder
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Awww, fank ooo eber so muchies bigbabysissy fwo your comment, me done a special post though about my being not so well, your comment wubs habs been better off there.

Me iseth gwateful of your comment, it not weally welated to my stowie. Fankies all da same, ifs ooo can pwease, keep stowy comments welated to da stowies pwease, me wubs appreciate dat.


Fink dats only fair, hope ooo's agwee? My post iseth in da random chat. Ooo's will find it, me sure's ooo will.

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 mesa hopes baby feels aww betta soon. mesa no likes it when baby is ill. babies no wike bein ill eder  











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mesa agwee and mesa sowwy, fank yous
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 mesa agwee and mesa sowwy, fank yous  




Dats otay, fankies.

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