Old Domestic Slave

© Elisabeth Mandile

"Once the Old Domestic Slave was her mistress."
Janine Souillon

NEIGHBOR AND MAID 5

After serving lunch, Laura was ordered into the living room and
told to stand next to 'Mrs. Helper'. She pulled her down and
soon Laura found herself bent double across Millie's lap on the
sofa. Her fingers leisurely drew Laura's panties downward over
her garters and stockings as far as her knees. The air seemed
very cool on her exposed cheeks as Laura found herself
anticipating what she thought was to come. Laura waited for the
stroking of her pussy but to her dismay, the women went on with
their conversation as if she wasn't even there. Laura just lay
there in that humiliating position, disregarded, while they
continued to talk. Her pussy was tingling and Laura could feel a
trickle of juice making its way down her inner thigh.

Suddenly the sound of a loud smack filled the air as a wooden
paddle landed firmly on one of Laura's upturned and bared ass
cheeks.

"Oooohwow!" Laura gasped as she felt a stinging jolt of pain in her
right ass cheek. A moment later, an identical shock traveled through
her left cheek. The blows continued to descend relent-
lessly, methodically, covering the whole area of her bottom and
thigh tops with a web of stinging fire. Tears flooded her eyes
and Laura sobbed in pain and protest. The fact that she was
receiving a bare-bottomed spanking from her neighbor in front of two
women whom she had just met caused her anguish to deepen.

"Please, please...," she sobbed. And still the paddle rose and fell,
rose and fell.

It seemed that Millie held her effortlessly with her left hand
while flailing away with her right. Laura was seemingly
helpless. Quite helpless....sobbing, writhing, her pussy
throbbing with desire. Laura seemed to melt, to lose all
control, all desire to resist.

She turned her head and saw the suddenly imposing face of Millie Helper
looking down at her. She arched her eyebrows and Laura
turned her face downward again. Laura really was her maid...her
slave now, and Millie, no it was Mrs. Helper now, was showing
her who was master and mistress.

Whatever Mrs. Helper commanded her to do, Laura would do...
"Yes, Ma'am."
(5- The End)

NEIGHBOR AND MAID 4

Confused, scared and feeling trapped, Laura freed one of her
breasts from the restraint of the dress and slowly leaned over.
Lynne Jenkins took the nipple in her mouth. She sucked savagely for a
moment and Laura flinched a little in discomfort. She
then ran her hand up beneath Laura's short skirt as she mouthed
her breast and fingered her pussy through the flimsy nylon
panties. "My, my," she said, "her panties are wet right through."

Laura's panties were wet. She felt a surge of excitement like
she had never imagined as this attractive, well dressed woman
fondled her. Her mind raced and curiously, she wondered if she
dared masturbate when she was next in the kitchen. As she stood
teetering on her high heels, she spread her nylon covered legs
wider apart as Lynne's hands glided from her pussy to caress the
slippery fabric covering her thighs. Laura felt sure that she
could bring herself off in a few seconds, she was so aroused.

"Ok," Lynne said, "under the table and get busy licking, pretty maid."

Laura daintily crouched down, going to her hands and nylon
encased knees to crawl under the table. The full expanse of her
shapely nylon covered legs ending the black leather spike heeled pumps
was fully visable.

"Nice bottom too," Millie said appreciatively, reaching down and giving
her a brisk swat that made her gasp. Carole Ling spread
her own nylon covered legs and Laura stared at her freely
displayed pussy that was split open and waiting in front of
her. The yellow skinned woman was wearing gartered stockings,
but no panties.

"Lick it," Millie ordered. "Serve my guest like a good little maid
servant."

The Oriental woman's smell filed her nostrils as Laura explored
the hot damp lining of her cunt, the juices flowing over her
tongue. Carole pulled the kneeling woman's head forward, and
Laura prodded at her clit and heard her give a deep-throated
whimper of pleasure. Laura put her tongue-tip into the tight
entrance, then, pulling back, lapped at the pussy juice that
flowed more freely in response.

Millie's hand touched her hair in a gesture of approval, of
possession. Laura renewed her probing of Carole, thrusting her
tongue into her canal and vibrating her tongue over her clit.
Laura felt the sensual feel of the woman's nylons on her cheeks
as her legs moved tighter together and then apart in a rhythm
like pattern.

"AahhHHHHHH," Carole panted as her orgasm overtook her.

NEIGHBOR AND MAID 3

Laura's cheeks reddened as she smiled sheepishly. "It's for a
party...," she said quickly, but the women seemed to ignore her remarks
and spoke between them selves.

Laura just stood there wondering what was in store for her that
afternoon. Millie motioned her to follow her into the kitchen,
where she explained that these women were important 'society
aequaintances' of hers.

"We cannot afford to offend them. Please stay in role and play along,"
she asked, or was it not really a question?

"Laura, play the dutiful maid part no matter what you are told to do.
Make it seem that you 'are' my maid. If they think that
you are here just parading around for me in that skimpy costume, these
women could tell stories something awful if they were
offended - maybe that you and I are lesbians!"

Laura was stunned by Millie's words, but since she didn't want
to risk any repurcussions, especially that Rob would hear such a story,
she told Millie that she would play along. It will be
good practice for the party she rationalized.

So the scene was set with Laura in her tantalizing, sexy costume with
three attractive and obviously well dressed women. Laura
served them beverages while they were chatting and appraising
her the whole time. With a little coaching from Millie and the
occasional raised eyebrow from her guests when she had a slip-up in her
'maid demeanor', Laura quickly became quite the efficient maid servant.

"Yes, Mrs. Jenkins. Of course, Mrs. Ling. Right away, Millie."

"Mrs. Helper, dear," Millie corrected.

"Yes, Mrs. Helper."

Referring to her friend and neighbor as 'Mrs. Helper' caused a
tinge of color in her cheeks. When Millie whispered in her ear
to be sure and curtsie each time she entered and left the room,
she almost burst out in anger, but dutifully, she complied.

Laura announced "Lunch is served" as she placed on high heel behind the
other and daintily bent her nylon covered knees. The women came into
the dining room while Laura brought in the first course. She was
careful to curtsie each time she entered or
departed the room. Millie entered the kitchen briefly to
instruct her on what food had been prepared and what dishes to
use.

Alone in the kitchen, Laura suddenly realized how hungry she
was, and as the thought crossed her mind Laura picked one of the meat
slices from its symmetrical pattern on the serving dish and swiftly ate
it. As Laura later served that dish, Millie raised
her eyebrows and eyed her. "You've been
stealing food," she accused.

The color drained from Laura's face. Lynne and Carole looked at
her with condescending, if amused smiles on their facts. Laura
nodded, wishing she could retreat from the room.

"Are you hungry, dear?" she asked.

"Yes," Laura replied.

"Yes, Ma'am," she scolded.

"Yes, Ma'am," Laura said hesitantly, fidgiting on her high heels.

"Well, since this course will take us awhile, why don't you get some
nourishment by lapping Carole's pussy? That should keep
your mouth occupied for a few minutes," Lynne said, "Carole would like
that, wouldn't you dear?"

The Oriental woman smiled and nodded. Laura stood as if dumb
struck.

"Come on, Laura, get yourself down under the table or we'll be finished
before you do your work."

"Come over here first," Lynne said, "Scoop out one of those delicious,
bouncing boobs, I'd like to taste one as an
appetizer."

Laura was horror struck at what she was being told to do. As if
in a daze she stumbled on her high heels to stand before Mrs.
Jenkins. "Show me your boobs!" the blonde woman ordered. "Do you need
some help?"

NEIGHBOR AND MAID 2

Putting aside her natural modesty, Laura undressed and slipped
the satin corset around her waist. Millie laced it very tightly and
told her to put on the sheer black stockings which reached
within an inch of her crotch. Laura snapped the garter tabs in
place, then put on the black panties, which were so small that
they hid very little.

Laura looked at herself in the long mirror. The dress was long-
sleeved. The neck was deeply scooped and had a boned bodice that
supported the undersides of her breasts, thrusting them upwards
to maximize there size and shapeliness, and squeezing them
together to form a deep cleavage.

The hem was very short, just concealing her stocking tops in
front and leaving a glimpse of the curve of her ass cheeks
exposed behind. Laura slipped into the spiked heeled pumps and
looked into the mirror again, adjusting the little lace cap and
apron.

"Oh Millie," she said in a high pitched whine, "I'm not so sure about
this..." but, the sight of her reflection was curiously exciting.

Millie said she was having a couple of women over for lunch and
she wanted to get their opinions on Laura's costume. Laura
protested, but Millie would have none of Laura's objections and
grabbing her arm she led her out the door.

After they got inside Millie's house, she disappeared into the
bathroom. The doorbell rang. Millie yelled to her to her,
"Answer the door."

Laura looked at herself in the hall mirror. She looked for all
the world like a woman right out of a fetish dream. The dress
emphasised her pinched in waist and her outthrust and well
exposed breasts. Her long legs covered in the tautly held dark
tone nylon stockings were visable from the peek-a-boo view of a
darker top band on her thighs to the tall high heeled pumps in
which she stood. With her hair combed and make-up freshly done
she looked ravishing. The lacy white cap atop her head together
with the matching apron clearly articulated her status as a
domestic, a maid...maid Laura Petrie.

"You can practice being 'in character'," she added with a note of
laughter in her voice.

Balancing precariously on the spiked heels, Laura opened the
door to admit two women. Lynne Jenkins was blonde, blue eyed,
and wearing a blue dress that hugged her ample curves, stockings and
dark blue pumps. Carole Ling was Oriental, black hair with
dark eyes. Her nylon covered legs were well displayed in a
slitted black skirt and high heels. She, too had ample breasts
which were evident in the white silk blouse she wore. Laura had never
seen either of the women before and was a bit surprised.
She was also more than a little embarrassed.

After Laura showed the ladies in, Millie came out of the
bathroom. She too was dressed in an attractive dress, stockings and
heels. "You look lovely, Millie. And I see you have a new maid, I
see," Carole commented.

"Looks like you've got discriminating taste in picking a maid servant,"
Lynne chuckled.

Laura's cheeks reddened as she smiled sheepishly. "It's for a
party...," she said quickly, but the women seemed to ignore her remarks
and spoke between them selves.
(a suivre-2)

READY TO BECAME A MAID

NEIGHBOR AND MAID 1

NEIGHBOR AND MAID
Author: Dodge

Laura and Millie were neighbors and friends, and they had
gotten into the habit of having coffee at her house on weekday
mornings. Usually Laura was wearing just her old work clothes
and Millie was often still in her robe.

One morning as Laura poured the coffee, Millie joked, "I'd like to have
you as my maid and have you serve coffee to me every
morning."

At the time Laura didn't place much emphasis on it as she was
somewhat preoccupied. Laura and husband Rob had received an
invitation to a costume party, but she couldn't decide what she
wanted to wear. Guests were asked to come costumed and act 'in
character' as part of the party theme.

The next day, Laura was asking Millie for suggestions about
costumes. She looked over a coffee cup at her and said, "I think you
should go dressed in one of those sexy naughty French
maid outfits. You certainly have the figure for it. I even know of a
store where we can get one from."

Laura winced at the thought of prancing around for an evening in some
skanty outfit, but Millie continued, "Rob can dress as a butler. You
two will make a great couple!"

Being at a loss for any other ideas, Laura agreed. That
afternoon Millie returned with several boxes and a big grin on
her face. In one box was a classic maid's outfit of black dress with a
white apron and cap. It had a very short skirt and was
cut very low in the front with a very bare bosom effect. In
another box Laura found a severe looking black satin corset with old
fashioned laces and garters with lace and ribbon bows on
each garter.

They took the costume into her bedroom, where Millie started
lookingthrough her dresser and closet. "I thought so-nothing
appropriate," she said, and reached into her bag again. She took out
terribly tiny pair of lace trimmed, black bikini
panties, dark toned nylon stockings, an almost nothing bra and
incredibly high pointed toe pumps in polished black leather.
(a suivre-1)

A MODEL MAID 8

MODEL MAID 7