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  MADE FOR A DAY

It's mid morning and I'm almost finished all my domestic chores for the day, other then the cooking of lunch and your main meal that is, when you call me into your study, where you're resting whilst reading a book. "Yes Mistress, you summoned me?" I ask standing to one side of your chair, head down in respect.

"Yes slut," you say with a giggle, "I'm having a guest around this afternoon for tea and chat, can you ensure we've got everything and back us a cake please little one.

"Yes Mistress. Any particular type of cake Mistress?"

"No, I'll leave it to you to use whatever ingredients that we have in the kitchen slave, that you think will make the best cake. Just don't let me down."

"Never Mistress." I protest, "I'd never let you down."

"Isn't that what you said last time boy?" you ask with slightly amusement. I blush in memory of what happened and my subsequent punishment, my hand reaching down to rub my backside with the memory. "I think you need a reminder just what will happen if you do let me down again." You say standing up and getting something out of one of the drawers in your desk. "Bend over the desk boy." You tell me.

"Yes Mistress." I respond quietly, as I move up and bend over the edge of your desk, my arms going out to reach the other side to brace myself. You take position behind me; I tense up waiting for the first blow of whatever implement you removed from your desk. I feel your hands run down my back, relaxing me, until. Whack, I feel the blow on my backside, across both cheeks, as I cry out at the sharp sting I've just experienced. "The ruler Mistress." I respond, having been instructed to try to guess what implement I'm being hit with if I haven't been allowed to see it before. A wrong guesses getting double the punishment with whatever object I'm guessed wrong, and 6 with the item I thought it was, in order to learn to distinguish between all the items in your arsenal.

"Well done boy. I see you're learning at long last." Another five blows come, never in the same space twice, but ensuring my bottom is red and stinging for some time, though I hope it'll be gone by the time the guest arrives. You instruct me to stand up, and I do, turning around to face your direction, and holding out my hands. You place the ruler in my hands, and I go back around your desk and place it back in the drawer, a ritual we perform everytime you punish me. I finish the ritual by coming back in front of you and kneeling down, placing my head by your feet.

"Thank you Mistress for punishing me today. I realise that this punishment is a reminder of what will happen if I fail you, and I am very grateful for it. I will do my best not to fail you again." The basic words are ingrained to me, the details of why are left to me to decide the most fitting.

"Stand up little one." You tell me. I stand, and you hug me close, kissing me on the forehead as you do so. "Time for you to go sort out the kitchen, get everything ready and bake my cake. You'll have time to put the kettle on later, but I want to prepare you first."

"Prepare me Mistress?" I ask questioningly, not sure what you mean.

"You'll find out later petal. You'd better make some sandwiches as well, as I won't be eating lunch at my normal time." I sigh, knowing that this means I won't be fed this lunchtime, as I can only eat when Mistress lets me, and she won't let me eat when we have guests in the house.

"Yes Mistress" I say, before turning around and going into the kitchen. I start preparing the cake mix. Once that has been prepared and is in the oven cooking, I start preparing the sandwiches, two plates full of your favourite fillings and cut how you like them. The cake is ready shortly after I finish preparing the sandwiches, not letting me rest for even a minute. I take the cake out, and prepare the butter-cream filling while it cools, before getting the trays ready, with cups and saucers and the teapot ready for when the guest arrives. Then once the trays are ready; I finish preparing the cake, putting a butter-cream and jam filling, and lightly dusting the top with icing sugar. I tidy up the kitchen, leaving the trays on the tabletop. I glance over to ensure that I haven't missed anything. Two cups, two saucers, pot with tea ready to be made, plates of sandwiches, plates for sandwiches, cake on cake-stand, knife for cake, plates for cake. I sigh; glad to know I have everything, for even leaving out a fork can get me into trouble. "Arghh, forks" my thoughts race. I quickly locate to desert forks for eating the cake with. I relax, hugging the edge of the table for a moment.

I regain my composure, and walk back to your study. I knock lightly on the door, and wait for you to bid me to enter. It seems like hours before I hear your voice say "Come in petal.", but it could only have been 30seconds or so. I enter the room, being careful to close the door behind me quietly. I come and kneel in front of the leather chair that you are sat in. "All is ready Mistress. Sandwiches are prepared, and the cake is finished Mistress."

"Well done my pet." You tell me as you reach forward to stroke my hand for a moment. "When was the last time we shaved you pet?" You ask.

I blush deeply, "Umm, Monday Mistress, so three days ago." I reply feeling embarrassed, knowing how humiliating I feel as you carefully remove all my bodily hair.

"Oh, that long is it. Well, I got to do it again ready for our guest this afternoon." You tell me with a smile. "I want you to go to the bathroom and get the shaving things ready, I'll be there as soon as I get the cuffs."

"Yes Mistress" I respond. "Permission to leave the room Mistress?"

"Yes boy." You respond, and I get up and move out of the room, and go upstairs to the bathroom. On the little table in the bathroom I lay out the shaving equipment, a can of shaving foam and a razor, along with a few spare blades in case you need them. I then climb into the bath, and stand my hands clasped in front of me and my head bowed in respect. Its a few moments later that you enter, and simply tell me "Hands."

I hold me hands out as you fasten the leather cuffs around them, and join them by a short length of chain. You climb onto the small stool and raise my hands up to join the chain to the length of chain fastened to the ceiling, before getting back down and taken the shaving foam. For the next 30 minutes I stand there, embarrassed, as you apply foam to every area of my body, and then proceed to remove it with the razor, taking along the short hairs at the same time. "How I wish I could trust you to do this yourself without either missing a patch or cutting yourself all over." You tell me.

"Sorry Mistress" I say as my embarrassment grows. You start to shave the last part of my body, that around my crotch, and I hold still, though I really want to squirm at the sensation of the razor stroking my skin. Eventually you finish, and rinse my body down with cold water from the shower. You un-cuff my arms, and instruct me to get out the bath. I get out, and you come to stand behind me, I feel your hands on my bottom.

"Yes, they're still nice and red from your reminder this morning boy. I won't need to re-apply the reminder I think." You tell me. I blush deeply and manage a quiet.

"Yes Mistress, thank you Mistress."

"That’s ok little one." You tell me. I feel the cold body lotion you normally apply in your hands as you start working it into my back, and then my chest, then I smell it - it's not the normal lotion you use, this one smells differently, it smells feminine. I don't say anything, after all I know who knows best.

You rub the lotion in all over, my back, my arms, my leg, my chest, my legs, and my crotch. "Now go to my bedroom petal and we'll finish getting you ready." I walk straight to your room, as you wash your hands of the lotion. I walk into your room, and kneel at the foot of the bed. I can't help but notice the outfit laid out on the bed. It looks like a short black silk maid's outfit, complete with fishnet stockings, and black lace underwear. I also guess who is going to be the intended wearer. You come into the room, and take your place in front of where I'm kneeling sitting on the end of the bed. "If you remember," you start to tell me, ""I've got a guest coming over today. This guest is another Domme, and you will remember to call her Miss Emily whenever you have to address her. Miss Emily doesn't like the nude male body however, so I agreed to dress you, and she suggested the outfit I've got for you today. Which is actually quite fitting, considering you will be serving us all afternoon." You giggle slightly, and I blush in humiliation. "Stand up please pet."

I stand up, and you pass me the black lace panties. I look at you pleadingly, but I only get a scowl back from you, and I squirm as I put them onto my legs obediently, and pull them up. Next you stand up and wrap the suspender belt around my waist, before forcing the straps down under the panties. You pick something off of the bed, and kneel beside me. You tap my right ankle, and I lift my foot up, and let you roll the stocking on and half way up my lower leg, before you tap my left ankle, and I change feet. Once finished on my left leg, you tap my left ankle again, and I lower it. You then precede to pull the stockings up my legs, and fasten them onto the suspender. I stand there feeling totally embarrassed especially as you ten pick up the black silk dress and bunch it up ready to lower over my head.

You tug the dress down, and then grasping me on the shoulders turn me around t face the mirror. I notice the dress doesn't even cover the top of my stockings and blush even deeper. You lead me over to your dresser and as you sit down in your chair, you beckon me to sit down on the stool beside it. "You look very sweet like that, but there's got to be a few more finishing touches I think my little pet." You apply make-up to my face, a deep red lipstick, and corresponding blusher and eye make up. I try not to look at myself in the mirror though in my shame. Next I see you reach over for the brunette coloured wig, and you place that firmly on my head, ensuring all my own hair is covered.

You reach down to the floor beside you and bring out a pair of high-heeled shoes, and then you get of your chair to help squeeze my feet into them before helping me to my feet. "There you are darling, you look absolutely wonderful now." You tell me, I look into the mirror, and squirm internally.

"Thank you Mistress. I only hope that Miss Emily will appreciate the effort."

"I'm sure she will, and I know I will afterwards pet. Come on, let's walk you around a little." You take hold of one of my arms and help me walk around your room so that I gradually become accustomed to the heels, though you've dressed me up before, it always takes a few moment for me to get used to the feeling of walking on the pointed heels. Very soon though you let me go, and let me walk unaided. "There you are petal. You're used to them again, and so soon." You say with a smirk. "Anyhow, it's time to go downstairs. Emily will be arriving any moment now, and I want you by the door to greet her, and then you'll show her into my study before going to make the pot of tea."

"Yes Mistress" I say waiting to follow you out of the room. I eventually make it to the bottom of the stairs, and stand by the door, where you give me a short but tight hug. "I have every faith in you little one - I know I haven't asked you to dress this way before when we've had guests, but I know you won't fail me. You are to curtsy like I taught you and be polite, otherwise we don't want to know you're there, understood." You tell me, giving me a kiss on my cheek.

"Yes Mistress" I say.

"Good little one" you respond before going into your study. I wait patiently at the bottom of the stairs, for a few minutes, then a sudden wave of nervousness creeps over me as someone knocks on the door. I move over to the door, and open it slowly, curtsying to the lady standing on the doorstep.

"Miss Emily?" I ask quietly.

"Yes." She responds.

"Please come in Miss Emily, my Mistress awaits you in her study." I respond, holding the door open for Miss Emily to come in. I close the door behind her, and then over to take her coat, which I hang up. "This way please Miss Emily." I say, and walk to the door of your study. I knock gently twice, and await your answer. Opening the door, I step in, and curtsey to you, "Mistress, Miss Emily has arrived." I say, holding the door open to let Miss Emily come into the room. The two of you greet each other warmly, as I stand by the door.

"Thank you little one, if you'll bring those trays through in a few minutes please." You instruct me. I curtsy again.

"Yes Mistress, I'll go brew the pot of tea now Mistress." I say, before leaving the room and closing the door behind me.

I go back into the kitchen, and make up a pot of tea, before carrying the pot on the trays with the cups and saucers and a small jug of milk. I carefully knock on the door, and wait to be bidden entry. I carefully open the door when bidden entry, and manage to close it behind me, before moving over to your desk and putting the tray on it. I take a step back, and curtsy again. "Do you wish me to pour Mistress?" I ask.

"No that'll be Ok for now little one, if you can bring the cake and sandwiches through, it'll save you having to go back to the kitchen again in a few minutes won't it pet."

"Yes Mistress" I respond and I turn to walk out the door, and back to the kitchen. I come back a few moments later with the other tray, and I place that net to the one with the tea on it, and take a step back and curtsy again.

"That's better boy," you tell me slightly angry, "You forgot to curtsy when you left the room.

"I'm sorry Mistress, I forgot."

"I don't care for reasons, you'll be punished later." You make a note in the little book you carry. "Go stand by the wall, and I'll call if we need you for anything."

"Yes Mistress." I say before I curtsy to you, and then turn and curtsy to Miss Emily. I go stand by the door waiting to be summoned, and listening gently to your conversation. I notice Miss Emily look around during a lull in the conversation, and her eyes focus on me, and she giggles slightly, causing me to blush.

"So," she starts, "you decided to follow my suggestion, what a good maid he looks."

"Yes he does rather doesn't he Emily?" you say, also looking at me, my blush growing deeper. "I may have to keep his this way whenever he's doing his domestic chores, and also when I have visitors. I haven't decided yet."

"Sounds a wonderful idea." Mistress Emily answers, "An absolutely wonderful idea." You both collapse into a fit of giggle after that, finding amusement in my humiliation. The giggles last for a few minutes, perpetuated by comments by both of you to increase my humiliation, eventually they stop and Miss Emily takes a on a serious look. "I hear he was careless when you had a guest here last week."

"Yes unfortunately, it wasn't really his fault, but he got punished anyway, quite severely." You look over in my direction, "Didn't you petal?"

"Yes Mistress, you punished me very severely for the accident, and you've punished me this morning as a reminder not to repeat the accident Mistress."

"Yes, I did. Come here petal, and stand in front of me." You tell me. I move over to stand in front, and curtsy to Miss Emily, before turning and curtsying to you. You come around behind me, motioning for me to stay still. I feel your hand on my back, as you push me forward. And then a cool breeze as you lift the bottom of the dress up. "Ah, yes still nice and red from your reminder boy. Doesn't it look good Emily?"

"Yes, nice a red, and I hope still sore." I hear Miss Emily say with a smile. I remain bent over as you pull your chair around in front of your desk, before you tell me to fetch the little table and put it between you and Miss Emily.

"Yes Mistress." I respond with a small curtsy before fetching the table, and putting it where instructed. I curtsy again, before lifting the two trays onto the table, and then fetching your cup and saucer from the desk. "A plate of sandwiches please petal, would be nice now, you know my favourites."

"Yes Mistress." I curtsy again and kneel down beside the table, and take a plate and load it with a selection of your favourites, before passing it up to you.

"Thank you petal." You respond with a smile

"Miss Emily?" I ask,

"Why yes sissy, I'll have one of them, one of them, and two of them." Miss Emily responds, pointing out items on the plate. I take the sandwiches she points out and places them on the plate before hand the plate up to Miss Emily's hands.

"Shall I cut the cake ready Mistress?" I ask.

"Yes, little one, please do." I cut a slice of cake for you, and place it on a plate along with one of the desert forks, and place it at your end of the table, and then cut another slice for Miss Emily.

"Shall I return to the corner Mistress?" I ask once I finished cutting the cake.

"Yes there's a god boy."

I stand up and curtsy to you and then turn to curtsy to Miss Emily, before going and returning to the corner. I remain in the corner for the next hour or so, except for 5 minutes when I'm sent to make a fresh pot of tea. Then Miss Emily announces that she must go soon.

"Is it already that time?" you say looking at the clock against the wall, "Thank you Emily for coming over and for a wonderful afternoon. I'm sure you've got things to get home to, and for me, I've got to punish the little boy over there for his few indiscretions this afternoon. Mainly for all the times he didn't curtsy to you after me." I squirm, not realising I had made that mistake.

"Well," Miss Emily starts, "As it was me he was rude to, I think I should punish him?"

"Emily, I don't let anyone play with the little one." You tell Miss Emily.

"It was my birthday last week. Couldn't you make an exception this once?" Miss Emily asks.

"Let's discuss this a little" you tell Miss Emily. "Petal, would you go and take the trays back to the kitchen and clear them away please?" you ask me

"Yes Mistress." I come over to the table and curtsy, making sure there's one to you and one to Miss Emily, before tidying the trays up and carrying them back to the kitchen. I quickly do the washing up, and am about to turn to come back to the study when I see you at the door. "Mistress? " I ask, not expecting you to be there.

"Petal, come here please." You tell me, and I walk over to you and into your arms as you give me a hug, and start to talk quietly to me. "Emily is determined to issue your punishment for your mistakes this afternoon. I'm reluctant to let her though, but it could mean a great deal to me if she leaves feeling offended." You pull away from me and step back a pace, before lifting my head to look directly into my eyes. "I don't ask this lightly of you petal, but would you do it for me? 15 minutes, even though you probably deserve 30minutes of punishment for your mistakes."

"Yes Mistress." I respond meekly.

"Thank you petal," you say reaching forward and giving me a kiss on the forehead, "You don't know how much this means to me. No wait her for 5five minutes petal, and then come back to my study."

"Yes Mistress." I say as you depart out the door with a smile. I take a seat, after making sure there's nothing to be done in the kitchen. I watch the next 5 minutes pass, my level of nervousness increasing as I step wildly into the unknown. I sigh, and stand up, checking my maid's dress is straight, and that I'm presentable. I walk back to the study, and knock on the door.

"Come" you call from behind the door, and I quietly slip into the room, and approach where you and Miss Emily are standing, before I curtsy to both of you. "We've agreed petal that Miss Emily will be administrating your punishment for failing to curtsy to her after you had curtsied to me." You pause for a second, the look on your face showing that you are as unsure of the agreement as I am "We've agreed your punishment is to last 15 minutes, and that Miss Emily can use whatever implements she wants to. Bend over the desk please boy, and be ready."

I bend over the desk, and grasp the other side, feeling someone raise the back of the dress and tuck it into the suspender belt I'm wearing, before yanking the silk panties till their hanging halfway down my stockinged thighs. "One stroke and he has to guess what it is first Emily." I hear you tell her, as I hear her select and test a few items from your collection. I sense Miss Emily standing behind me, and I wait for the first blow. I scream out loudly, the blow coming much harder then any first blow I'm used to.

"The heavy crop Mistress?" I ask from between gritted teeth.

"No little one, it was the medium one, but I'll forgive you as it was being administered by someone who you aren't used to. Carry on Emily."

The blows come down fast, 18 in total all over my bottom and the top of my thighs, and it's all I can do not to cry though my screams of anguish must be extremely loud and audible throughout the house. "Oh 10 minutes left. Stand up and remove the dress sissy and bend back over the desk" I hear Miss Emily to me. I stand up and quickly remove the dress. I bend back over the desk, standing there now in the fishnet stockings, a suspender belt and my panties around my knees. I hear the swish but feel the pain before I recognise the leather flogger being aimed at my back, I arch up in agony, but even before I fully subside again there's another blow, soon I'm screaming out as Miss Emily seems intent to flog the skin off me. The flogging is long and intense and I taste my blood as I try to limit my screams, determined not to let you down by crying. The flogging stops and I relax a moment, till I feel nails being run hard down my back across the recently flogged skin. I wince in agony and whimper, as the nails are run back in the opposite direction. "Time up" I hear your voice say and I breath a huge sigh, not sure how much longer I could continue to receive that punishment.

"Thank you for letting me administer my own punishment to your slave." I hear Miss Emily tell you.

"That's OK Emily, but only because it was your birthday, and I'd rather you didn't tell anyone else. Anyhow, I think your taxi has arrived, let me show you out." I hear you say. I scream with at a hard slap on my stinging buttocks as Miss Emily tells me

"Thank you sissy."

I stand up straight, and curtsy, "Goodbye Miss Emily." I curtsy again as you both leave the room, before sinking to the floor tears of pain running down my face that I had earlier held back in the name of pride, both yours and my own. I hear the front door open and then close again, before I hear you come into the study. I look up tears streaming down my face and look up to you apologetically. You come and squat down in front of me, taking my body into you arms and hugging me tightly. "I'm sorry baby, if I knew she was going to be that harsh I would have said no. I shouldn't have let myself be persuaded into that, I hated watching you being treated so harshly for such a minor offence. I would never treat you that way unless you had been extremely bad or had requested it yourself." You stop for a moment, your voice full of pride when you continue, "but I'm glad you didn't break under her punishment, you make me so proud for being so brave." You take my hand in yours tugging me onto my feet. "Come on petal, let's get you tidied up and clean up." You lead me into the bathroom and remove my shoes, and remaining clothes before washing my face clean of the make-up. "Go and lay on my bed petal, I won't be a moment."

"Yes Mistress." I respond before leaving the bathroom, being careful to close the door afterwards. I go curl up at the foot of the bed, and about 5minutes later you walk in dressed only in your bathrobe. You climb into bed under the covers after removing the robe, even though it's only early evening.

"I've decided to forgo the evening routine tonight, I don't think you'll be up to it after Emily. I'll order some food in a little while, save you doing any more cooking tonight."

"Thank you Mistress. But I'll be alright by dinner time Mistress."

"No buts, now come up here and join me, I want to feel your body next to mine."

"Yes Mistress." I say climbing off the bed, and walking around to the side before climbing into your embrace. "Thank you Mistress."

"That's OK little one, now sleep. And although earlier I would have said you don't deserve it, after your courage with Miss Emily, I'm going to give you your reward tonight, and I think it'll be an extra special one."

"Thank you Mistress, but I don't."

"NO BUTS" you cut me off.

"Yes Mistress, thank you Mistress."

"That's ok little petal, lean your head against me and rest a little." I rest my head on your shoulder and you tighten your embrace and fall into a sleep until you wake me up when dinner arrives.

 

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