On the lighter side of femdom, yesterday I
decided to do something we do not do enough of, in my opinion. Lately I have
had hubby doing lots of yard work and outdoor chores, taking advantage of the
nicer weather. He still kept up with his indoor chores, like laundry, vacuuming
and dusting. However, the house was in need of a thorough cleaning. The kitchen
and bathroom floors needed mopped, tubs needed cleaned, counter-tops and sinks
scrubbed, etc. So yesterday I decided he was going to be my maid for the entire
day.
We rarely engage in forced feminization, as
that is just not James’ thing. But we had a very exciting forced feminization session
back in January, although it was more gender role reversal than plan feminization.
I felt the need to spice up James’ housework some so yesterday I decided to
feminize him and make him into my sissy-maid for the day.
You may or may not recall
that I once had a phone client who was into sissification and he sent me one of
his sissy dresses and wigs for me to try on James. It was a cute pink dress with
a blonde wig. We played with it a little but in recent
years I rarely use this outfit, in fact I had it dry-cleaned and it was hanging
in an upstairs closet. I broke it out yesterday and called James into my
bedroom. When he walked in, he
saw the pink sissy dress and blonde wig lying on the bed. I ordered him to
undress and I dressed him in white panties, white stockings, and garter belt
and then I assisted him as he put on the pink dress. James’ balls were
noticeably full as his erection swelled inside the CB6000. He will not admit it
without a little coercion but he likes to be feminized more than he wants to
let on. After he was dressed, he sat in my vanity chair and I applied just a
small amount of make-up to his face. Then I put on his wig and handed him his
list of household chores for the day.
James was a good sport
and didn’t complain too much, other than commenting a few times on how hot the
dress made him and how he was sweating in it while doing his chores. I cranked
up the AC to help him out but I was not about to allow him to take off the
dress until all of his chores were done.
While he was doing his
chores like a good little maid, I sat on the deck and talked with friends on the
phone and I was on the computer some, including writing my blog entry yesterday
on my thoughts about the fine line between domination and abuse. Every now and
then I summoned James using the remote of the DL 2000 (we still use this device
although not as much and we still can’t get it working using the internet or
the iphone). The DL2000 gives off intense “love pulses” (an electric slap) to
his genitals at the push of a button on the DL2000 remote.
When I summoned my
sissy, he had to refill my drink or make me a snack. It was a lovely day. All
was going well when a most unexpected event occurred. One of my girlfriends
stopped by, unannounced. It was around 5:00pm and James made a beeline to the
upstairs so she wouldn’t see him in his pretty pink dress and blonde wig. I called
for her to come around back and sit on the deck with me. We visited for a while
and then I excused myself briefly to check in on James.
To his credit, he did
not take off the dress because I had not given him permission. He was dusting
and straightening up upstairs, staying out of sight. I told James that he could
take off the dress and wig and wash the make-up off his face. However, I wanted
him to keep the panties, stockings and garter-on (they were sticking to his
sweaty body) but he was to cover them up with tee-shirt, jeans and shoes. And
he was to cook dinner for me and my friend and serve us out on our deck.
I kept the remote to the
DL2000 in my pocket and used it a few times, without my friend knowing it. It
kept James on his toes as he finished his chores and prepared us dinner,
consisting of broiled steak, carrots, corn on the cob and wild rice. He served
us dinner and I made him eat with us and visit with my friend over dinner. James
was man of few words and I could tell he was a little uneasy, afraid that
somehow my friend would figure out what he was wearing under his clothes. She
didn’t have a clue and she left shortly after dinner, while James was doing the
dishes. She marveled at what a good hubby I have and told me so several times
during her visit.
To top the night off
right, I had my sissy-maid give me a massage on the massage table, still
dressed in lingerie although I had him remove the street clothes, he was in
panties, stockings and garter only, still wearing his chastity device and the
DL2000 as he gave me a great massage. The poor dear was completely exhausted. I
wanted to play with him, perhaps give him a spanking or take with my strap-on, but
after the massage I simply wanted to relax on the couch and watch a little
television. James hit the shower and retired to bed. A job well done by my
sissy maid for the day.
