She stopped again and looked at me. I
looked back at this angry but
sincere face and suddenly I felt a
strong compassion for that woman. I
felt her strength of character through
her rage, I felt her willingness
to try the forbidden, for her, fruit of
the bourgeois world. Probably
she is right, probably I should see how
the other side lives and
works. I decided to play her game, I
wanted this woman to stay with me,
I needed her. I simply nodded to her
that I agree and I took the pile
of clothes and started going out. She
stopped me again : "Oh no Pet,
you don't leave this room unless
properly dressed as the cleaning woman
you are going to become, so strart
removing your clothes and hurry up,
we don't have all day."
By now I was defeated, I couldn't cope
anymore with the strong
character of this woman. Within
seconds I was standing naked in
front of her and within a few more
minutes I was dressed under her
insrtuctions. Black cotton panties and
vest, black thick pantyhose,
and the overall dress which buttoned in
front. Those were her clothes,
the clothes she was wearing just
before. I could smell her b.o. in them,
nothing repulsive, just a combination
of cheap eau de cologne and her
mild sweating.
5
"And now the 'piece de resistence
ma cherie' Monique said smiling broadly,
come here I will tie your apron'. I
approached and she adjusted the
large matching working apron on top of
my dress. She criss crossed the
bib straps behind my back and fastened
them to the strings with two small
buttons, then she firmly tied the
strings in a big bow in the back. She
pointed to the door. "Well, this
is your obligatory uniform for working
in the house Marie Benedicte, run along
now like a good maid and finish
your chores and then report back here,
I want to continue our little
conversation and plan the rest of the
day."
It took me an hour of intense work to
finish what I was ordered to do. I
was moping the kitchen floor when I
literally smelled Monique's presence
in the room. I turned around and she
was standing by the door looking at
me. God how she changed! She was the
epitomy of elegance wearing a dark
grey silk suit, a light grey blouse,
fine stockings and elegant medium
heel shoes. My expensive Chanel 5.
(4- à suivre)
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