maidthisway: tom’s been away at maid schoolYou have lived on the wing of your wealthy, well-to-do wi
maidthisway: tom’s been away at maid school You have lived on the wing of your wealthy, well-to-do wife. You have been - as the old Ugric proverb says - “without worries, like a boy without the horse”. Then, washbasin head you, you made a mistake in the wrong bed, and of course you got caught. And, of course, your wife learned of it, and threatened to divorce you; in that case, because under the terms of the marriage settlement you would not receive from your wife even one burnt wooden penny.Since an unskilled empty pocket like you doesn’t have any kind of social security, your destiny would be street and homelessness. To avoid this, you promised your wife to be ready for just about anything else, as long as there was no divorce.This “just about anything” was that you had to take all your own clothes yourself, including your underpants, to the emergency aid of the poor, except those who were on you at the time; those clothes, in turn, you had to leave there in the sex shop, where you then bought and already wore the very first maid’s dress with a corset, lace panties and everything. Then you stepped pretty in your high heels from there to the home where a dry and warm sissy maid’s room was waiting for you, not - as you otherwise would have been - a cold and wet street.Now, of course, your wardrobe includes many sissy maid costumes, and you have to wear one on yourself even when you’re home alone, or you go shopping for makeup supplies, hair removal, and what a sissy then you would ever need, for example, and whether your wife has guests in the house or not.When your wife every now and then brings her lover in your home, you have to entertaiment and lover only your own hand in your own maid’s room in solitude after you have completed wtth curtsing deep and politely your maid’s duty to your wife’s lover’s point also. -- source link