Remembrance: discovery

I don't remember the day of the week.  I don't remember the specifics of my family's whereabouts.  But how could I forget the curiosity that led me into my sister's room to try on women's clothes for the first time!  

The dresser drawer full of panties and bras, the closet full of skirts, dresses, and blouses.  The soft and exhilarating feel of the fabrics on my skin, and how the layers felt as they brushed against each other with every movement!

I knew right then and there that a whole new world was opening up to me.  Little did I know this was the sound of the siren's song.  Alison was beckoning me to let her out.  I'm so glad I listened!

Running a tight ship

So my wife has recently become more demanding and strict.  My daily chore list seems to grow longer by the day.  Today's list included laundry, washing dishes, making beds, vacuuming, and cooking meals.  

Every finished task was followed by an inspection.  If it failed to meet her expectation, then I was punished.  Spankings and corner time were her favorites today.

Don't get me wrong, I'm happy to do housework.  However, the lengthy list and detailed reviews are out-of-the-ordinary around here.  

I asked about the changes, and her response is that I've gotten sloppy lately.  She wants me to pay closer attention to details.  She thinks I'll have more pride at the end of the day for a job well done.

Besides, she says idle hands are the devil's workshop.  With more time at home lately, she wants to make sure I'm not getting lazy, or worse, into trouble.  

To that end, she bought a smaller chastity cage for me.  She said mine was starting to seem "roomy".  After I thanked her for the gift, we struggled to get me into it.  I'm smaller than average, but it still gave us a good fight.  A cold shower seemed to help in the end.  It feels cramped now, but am confident I'll adjust to it over time.

Lastly, she's declared that until further notice I am to remain chaste.  No sexual contact with any other person.  The use of toys is also forbidden.  I'm to go directly to her and be truthful about any infractions, which will be dealt with in a tough but fair manner.

These will be trying times, but I know her decisions are coming from the heart.

 

Maids galore

"Woah, you scared me!" I exclaim.  "I thought I was the only one here.  Who are you?"

"I'm Kaaren.  The fraternity brothers called me to clean their house today.  And you are...?"

"I'm Alison, nice to meet you.  They scheduled me to clean today, too.  Seems the boys aren't all on the same page yet, huh?  Have you seen them around?"

"No, I just got here myself," she answers, looking around the room.  "You know, it's great to find out there's another maid service in the area.  Maybe we could compare notes and cleaning tips sometime?"

"Sure, that'd be great!  By the way, I love your uniform.  That short lacy hem really shows off your gorgeous legs!"

"Well thanks, you're too nice.  And I'd be lying if I said I didn't notice yours.  The netting under that dress shows off more than just your legs, if you know what I mean!"

"Hehe, yeah, that's definitely a popular feature with the boys!  Wow, is it getting hot in here or what?" I ask with a smile, fanning myself with a cloth.  Wait, am I hitting on her?  Why can't I stop flirting with everyone?

Apparently I am, because she puts her gloved hands on my face and leans in.  "My wife shouldn't mind," she whispers before giving me a friendly kiss.

"Wait, did you say your wife?" I ask with astonishment.  "So does that mean you're a lesbian maid service, or...a sissy one like mine?" I say while trailing off.

"Sissy, dear.  Although I'm flattered you had to ask!"