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Sisters', I would like to relate to you my story.......
This was my first visit, a special occasion, the memory of which will live
with me forever. I had previously been in a long term D/s relationship which
included a maid role, alas, the relationship broke down and for several years,
I'd dressed and played alone. I eventually came around to the suggestion of
seeing a professional mistress. Madam Raison D’être came highly recommended. Oh,
how I wish I'd acted much sooner.
Arrangements were confirmed for an initial 3 hour dedicated sissy maid
training session. I was quite calm when I first pulled up but felt really
nervous when it came to going in, no need to be, madam greeted me with a warm
and friendly smile at the door.
Firstly, let me say Madam Raison D’être is absolutely stunning! Did I mention
Madam is stunning! Well, she is stunning!
Madam welcomed me to her chambers, led me into a beautifully decorated and
impressively furnished room where we had tea and a chat. I felt much more at
ease, however, not only is madam extremely beautiful, she is stylish,
intelligent, sophisticated, perceptive and calmly in control of all that is
happening and about to happen.
So, before I knew it, I was told we would now leave that room; as we pass
through the doorway I would no longer be there as day to day me. I will be 'maid
Deborah' from that point on.
Madam asked “Do you understand?”
“Errrm yes” I replied.
“YES
WHAT!” said madam.
“Yes madam” I said sheepishly.
I was shown to the bathroom, told to change, put on a bra, panties and fluffy
shoes that had been left out for me then make my way to the next room along. I
did as I was told. The bra was pink and silky and quite big, the panties were
pink and silky and quite small, and the shoes were pink fluffy mules!
I joined madam in the dressing room, and wow what a dressing room it was. I
was told to sit while the makeup was applied; this was a whole new experience
for me, madam applied a deep reddish-pink nail varnish to my fingernails and
then did my toes. I gave up on my own pitiful attempts at make-up some time ago,
and thinking back, I can only vaguely recall my former wife/mistress putting eye
shadow on me once so it's been just the lipstick for so long. Well, madam had
other ideas, moisturisers, and foundation, all sorts of things being rubbed,
brushed, and touched in! And the eyes, so much attention was paid to the eyes!
After a few minutes, I was told it was time to dress, fetch the corset,
uniform etc, I took my own but madam has a vast array of corsets and I counted
at least 12 frilly petticoats and lots of uniforms. I put on a pair of plain
sheer stockings, madam laced me into the corset, quite tightly, and then I
slipped into my maid's uniform.
“Do you have a lock with you”? enquired madam.
“No madam” was my
reply
“AND THEN I SHALL GET ONE”!
Madam gave me some shoes to wear, they weren't particularly high, certainly
manageable, pointy toes but strappy style and were slightly too big so it was a
little difficult to stay in them, not to mention balancing. Madam placed a black
bob style wig on me and then positioned my uniform maids cap. The maids cap was
going to give me a few problems during the session, my fault entirely. With
everything in place, I was allowed to look in the mirror.
WOW, is that me? WOW!
WOW! I was staggered, I looked amazing!
Madam then told me all her maids have to be happy in their work so she didn't
want to see me without a big beaming smile on my pretty little face. Without
going into all the fine details, over the next hour or so I walked back and
forth, I stood, I curtsied again and again and again and again!
I was taught correct protocols and fine etiquette which every sissy maid
should know. Madam sat on a chair, I was to leave the room, knock on the door,
await permission to enter, come in, walk forward, curtsey, and say my piece. I
rushed in, closed the door behind me.
“Do it again” ordered madam.
Same again, repetition after repetition
until I got it right.
“Do it again”
“Good “ said madam
“Now do it again, but this time even better”
I was starting to get a little dizzy going in and out of the room and yet I
loved every minute of it. Then madam changed things and asked me the question.
“Do you know how to leave the room maid Deborah, when in my presence”?
Come in, walk forward, curtsy, words, pause, and new words.
“Is there
anything else I can do for you madam”?
“No thank you” replied madam.
Curtsey, leave the room. Start again, I was hopeless.
“Now do it
again”, “Better, now do it again and again and again until you can do it
perfectly”.
Oh, forgot to mention, the hat fell off a couple of times. It was noted in
madam’s pink note book. One of my stockings had slipped down, it was noted I
slipped out of one of the shoes, it was noted!
I did my bit of housework, cleaned two very large mirrors, one in the
dressing room and one in the impressively equipped dungeon/playroom. I thought
they both looked really clean but madam spotted a speck or something I'd missed
on the mirror in the playroom and of course, it was noted!
I had to clean and polish some silverware before we proceeded with afternoon
tea. I was complimented on my silver polishing so that was a small mercy.
I made the sandwiches and tea but it wasn’t my best effort, carried in the
tray with the tea. Yes you’ve guessed it, the damn maids cap fell off again.
Madam then invited me to join her for tea. Madam sat on a chair, I sat on a
miniature stool on the other side of the table looking up at her as she laughed,
then she stopped laughing and told me to keep my legs together, that was noted.
Madam drank her tea, ate some sandwiches and a scone, I ate some sandwiches
drank the tea that wasn't too bad, then I was told to take everything out to the
kitchen and wash-up. I was having the time of my life washing dishes! LOL
Eventually, I was summoned back into the dressing room and told to kneel in
front of madam.
“Maid Deborah, this is a list of your infractions, your mistakes”.
Madam then picked up a riding crop.
“Maid Deborah, I will now read you a
list of your misdemeanours”. “ Hold out your hand”
“The maids cap” THWACK
!!! went the riding crop onto my open palm.
“What do you say”
“Thank you madam”
“The stockings” THWACK !!! went the crop onto my open
palm
“Thank you madam “
And so it went on until virtually all the
list of mistakes came to an end.
“Now bend over the chair” demanded
madam.
Madam lifted the dress, lifted beautiful frilly petticoats, pulled down the
panties and THWACK! With the crop onto my bare little pink bottom cheeks.
“Thank you Madam”
This was just amazing, I couldn't have wished for a more fitting end to my
session, I was then told to clean myself up and change back to 'Him'.
My visit finished with a full debrief, the question is ? Did I enjoy it, did
I feel I'd had a useful experience, did I learn anything, had I gotten as much
out of it as I hoped ?
Answer is YES, YES, YES, YES!
I said my fond farewells (I can hardly wait for a return visit!), made my way
home with my head in a rather dream like state!
So my 'Sister' Maids and Sissies, do remember contact Madam Raison D’être....
You won't regret it!
Maid Deborah, October 2009
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