"Mistress Scarlet and Rachael" by the_mistress_scarlet@yahoo.com __________________________
Classy, beautiful, and refined lady is in search of a sincere slave to perform my household duties and become my personal servant. Applicants must be docile, follow instructions, and have a sincere desire to serve and satisfy this high class lady, who will only accept the best. A proper uniform is a must. You must be well versed in all domestic duties, as well as understand the role of a proper maid. Perfection is expected, therefore poor performance will be dealt with in an appropriate manner. Strict forms of domestic discipline are practiced in my household.
Submit your resume to: Mistress Scarlet PO BOX 121602 Amarillo, Texas 79102
For some reason the wording of the ad intrigued Randall he mulled it over for the afternoon and considering his penchant for dominant woman and that his mother taught him to be respectful to women, to cook, do household chores and to pamper any woman he was with he felt that he had the credentials sought by Mistress Scarlet and that he had nothing to lose by responding to the ad.
He sat down and wrote about his upbringing and his experiences with the women in his life. He detailed how nothing in the world would please him more than to make a beautiful lady's life more pleasurable. He hurried to the post office to mail his letter, and a week later a package arrived in the mail. It contained a book titled "A Charm School for Sissy Maids" by Mistress Lorelei, and a note that advised him to read the book, and if he was still interested in the position he was to call Mistree Scarlet to arrange for an appointment.
He read the book that evening and the more he read the more he realized that this was destiny he was perfectly suited to be a Maid. He eagerly called the number and spoke with Mistress Scarlet, she provide him with some basic details and instructions to attend her residence on Tuesday at 10 am sharp. Mistress Scarlet had a pleasant tone yet it was clear by her demeanor that she would not put up with improper behavior.
He had difficulty finding a parking spot and when he rang the door bell to her apartment he was a few minutes late, within seconds he heard the distinctive sound of high heels walking on hardwood floors. The door opened slowly and before him stood a strikingly, gorgeous lady with her dark hair up in a bun, red lips accented with a labret ring, and piercing dark eyes that looked as if they belonged to a goddess. Randall always admired a lady with shapely legs and he immediately noted that she was wearing black stiletto heels and fine black stockings that accentuated her shapely legs. She wore very classy and expensive looking black leather skirt and a crisp, white blouse that did little to hide the fact that she was wearing a black corset , which held her ample breasts high as they strained against her white blouse. Instantly Randall could feel something stirring in his pants as he gazed upon this beautiful woman. "Welcome Randall it is a pleasure to meet you." Mistress Scarlet said smiling as she motioned him to enter, and shook his hand.
Once the door was closed she playfully patted him on the bottom. With that she turned around and motioned him to follow, instantly Randall's eyes noticed that she was wearing seamed stockings and her shapely bottom filled out her skirt beautifully. To accentuate this after a few steps she bent over to pick up some unseen object on the floor. This was clearly for his benefit as now her skirt rode up revealing her stocking tops and garter belt tabs. She straightened up, looked over her shoulder, gave a wicked little smile that was almost a smirk and strutted into the living room while Randall followed along like a little puppy.
The Mistress Scarlet had gorgeous painted nails and wore tasteful, refined jewelry. The stirring in his pants was now becoming uncomfortable so he quickly sat down fearing that the Mistress Scarlet would notice the bulge in his pants. She glided past him and sat down on the sofa across from him letting her figure hugging skirt slide up a few inches, then seductively crossed her legs revealing her stocking tops ever so slightly. Poor Randall was clearly falling under her charms; in embarrassment he caught himself staring at her shapely legs so he looked up towards her face only to now he staring at her breasts, he couldn't help but notice the details of her black corset through the thin white fabric of her blouse. "What time is it?" Randall looked at his watch, " 10:10 am ma'am." "What time were you to arrive?" , asked The Mistress is a stern voice. Before he could reply, she answered her own question "10:00 am sharp!" "I, I, had difficulty parking Ma'am." "I do not except excuses, so consider yourself warned."
Randall was a little stunned at how her pleasant demeanor quickly changed to being more authoritative, yet remained refined. At this point she began to explain the position and her requirements, "The position is plain and simply the position of house and personal maid, the successful applicant will handle all household duties that are beneath my attention. It is your objective and desire to humbly and respectfully serve a Dominant in the objective of cleaning, servitude and housekeeping. This means all cooking, cleaning, laundry, ironing, massaging as well as serving me in all manners that I choose. The maid is expected to learn from her mistakes and take punishments as required from misbehavior, incorrect application of training or attitude adjustment. Each day upon your arrival you will receive a typed list of tasks to be completed and other miscellaneous duties that I may desire you to perform.
"Let me make myself perfectly clear, because I never want to have to repeat this to you. The sole duties of my maid are to please me and make my life more enjoyable. I expect to be pampered, as a lady of my stature deserves, this may include massages, pedicures, bathing me or even allowing me to take out my frustrations in my own special way. Please understand that I am a fair and loving Woman, but I also expect nothing less than perfection. Upon the completion of each task it will be inspected and graded depending on my level of satisfaction or dissatisfaction. You will either be praised, or more importantly corrected. Correction may be immediate or some time later, my methods of correction are fair and in line with the level of dissatisfaction. Now on to some basic rules:
- You may only speak when spoken to. 2.I shall be addressed as Mistress Scarlet, Madam or Miss, Ma'am or Goddess. 3.Upon entering the room you must curtsey before me and keep your eyes downcast. 4.When I arrive home I am to be greeted at the door with my favorite beverage. 5.Your uniform will always be properly worn and subject to inspection. 6.All duties are to be performed without question. 7.Following your punishment you must thank me. "Now I am going to give you a moment to think about my rules and expectations, if you do not feel that you can live with these basic rules you are free to leave." The Mistress Scarlet then got up and left the room so Randall could ponder his fate. The erection in his pants was now raging and although he was scared to death there was no way that he could get this gorgeous woman and her curvaceous body out of his mind.
The Mistress Scarlet returned and before she could say anything Randall said, "I wish to continue my interview to be your Maid." The Mistress Scarlet smiled, "Very well Rachael follow me." Although she said it in a kind and loving tone she grasped him firmly by the elbow and lead him down the hallway as if he were a child. "You may remove your clothing, place it in this bag and report to me in my bedroom."
Randall did as he was told then anxiously and cautiously entered her bedroom where Mistress was busying herself in the closet. Randall was both scared and aroused and to maintain his modesty he covered his genitals with both hands. The Mistress Scarlet turned around, put her hands on her hips, which only extenuated her womanly figure and authoritative demeanor.
"Put your hands behind your back!" she snapped. Randall was shocked at her tone and immediately did as he was told, his erect penis jumped out and The Mistress Scarlet only reaction was a amused look. Without a word she inspected him by slowly walking around him and Randall instinctively lowered his head in shame. She playfully patted his bottom and whispered, "You have a lovely bottom that will look lovely in some silky panties and perfect for some other pleasures." While she still stood behind him she continued to tease and torment him by reaching up with both her hands and running her manicured fingers playfully over Randall's chest and nipples and massaging his chest causing him to give out a gasp.
"Hmmm, my oh my you have lovely breasts that are even more sensitive than a woman's, an added bonus is that they are almost big enough to fill out a bra without even adding some padding. Only a true bitch would have such girlish breasts. Are you a virgin Rachael?" "No, my Mistress I am not." he responded in an insulted tone. "Oh you silly thing I think you may have misunderstood the form of virginity I was referring to." she said with a little chuckle.
The Mistress Scarlet walked over to her dresser picked up a wooden hairbrush playfully patting it against the open palm of her hand; Randall was now looking up and admiring her beautifully rounded bottom. Without turning around to face her perspective maid she began a short but stern lecture. "In my advertisement I mentioned that I expect perfection and in order to begin our relationship on the proper footing I am required to maintain consistent control by administering correction for all faults so that they never happen again. Unfortunately you have put me in a position where I must correct a problem already. You were late and must be disciplined for that. Now I am going to assist you with putting you in this corset and stockings, the remainder of your uniform you can do yourself. Once properly attired you will present yourself to me for inspection and your first taste of correction."
The Mistress Scarlet smiled to herself when she saw that "Rachael" was sniffling softly, she ignored him and proceeded to slip him into the frilly and soft corset. She then attach his sheer black stockings to the garters. A playful slap on the bottom followed, and without a word she left the room while he quickly got dressed.
He teetered out into the living room, curtsied as required, and presented himself for inspection. He stood perfectly straight, with his head bowed and his arms at his side while she carefully inspected every detail of his uniform for what seemed like ten minutes. Finally she broke her silence, "Very well, you may go put on the water for my tea, as well as prepare a proper tray for my enjoyment. Then while the tea is steeping, you are to report back for your punishment."
Rachael quickly retired to the kitchen and readied the tea and tray with selection of baked goods he prepared. Although there were nagging fears in the back of his mind he was amazed at how at peace he felt with serving such a beautiful woman, who commanded both respect and devotion. In less than thirty minutes he learned what it felt like to be in the presence of a goddess. Once the kettle was turned on he straightened his uniform and returned to the living room, thankfully he remembered to curtsey as he entered. His only error was that didn't keep his head bowed when he addressed her. The Mistress Scarlet was clearly annoyed when informed of his over sight, as she merely pointed down the hall.
Rachael dashed as quickly as he could in his heels then to make matters worse his erection had come out of his panties. He could hear the sound of Mistress's heels clicking on the floor towards the washroom created panic in his heart, then when they stopped he sensed she was behind him and he dreaded to look. "Is there a problem?" she snapped. Before he could respond she grabbed him by the ear as if he were a child, and lead him into her room. "Turn around, face that mirror, lean forward and place your hands on your knees. I want you to see your own face as you receive your first punishment." He felt a shiver through his body as he felt Mistress Scarlet flip up the back of his uniform to expose his silky panties then without a word she placed one hand against his back while the other lightly caressed his panty covered bottom and slowly worked it's way down to the tender part of his naked thighs and stocking covered legs. Just when he was beginning to relax and enjoy the tenderness of her touch when he saw her reflection in the mirror as she raised her hand and delivered 5 or 6 solid smacks on his panty covered bottom.
Rachael squirmed and yelped as her smacks suddenly transformed the loving gentle touch of seconds ago to sheer pain. She stopped for a moment causing him to think that the lesson was over, but once again that momentary sense of relief was shattered when she roughly grabbed the waistband of his panties and yanked them down around his ankles. "Oh my lord you are such a baby!! Be quiet or I'll stuff those panties into your mouth, and give you a spanking that you'll never forget. Do you understand?" Rachael sniffled and nodded and once again the spanking continued with 10 more smacks on his bare bottom. The whistling of the kettle most certainly saved him from a longer spanking. "Pull your panties up and serve the tea for me in the living room for when I arrive."
For the next few minutes Rachael waited in the kitchen with everything prepared, but his Mistress did not arrive. He could hear rummaging in her room but that was all, she retired to her sofa and rang a small bell signaling him that she was ready to be served.
He appeared pleased by the effort he made in providing some small desserts for her to enjoy with her tea. Once her cup was poured she instructed him to kneel at her feet, then once she finished her first cup that he refilled, she said in a more loving tone, "Rachael you understand that that spanking was for your own good don't you? I have to teach you that you have to be obedient for me. That's what you need isn't it? Come closer. Let me feel you inside your panties. Yes, that's it. Your dick is so big and hard. You can't help it can you? You have to be the little plaything for Women like me don't you? That's all right. I'm going to give you every thing you need. All you have to do is be completely obedient and follow our instructions without any questions, and everything will be just fine. Now I want to hear you thank me for your punishment and helping you to learn that your place is to serve a domineering Woman."
Randall was so turned on by the way that she talked to him that he almost came in his panties just by listening to her. He knew better though and controlled himself. He bowed his head and thanked her for his punishment while she gently stroked his panty covered balls, and stroked his face. "Now you may worship my legs, I will leave it to you to decide on what will bring me the greatest pleasure."
He did his best by combining both gentle caresses to her feet, which were still clad in gorgeous heels, and her calves. She appeared to enjoy the attention and as he approached her knees she parted her thighs signaling him to kiss and caress her luscious, stocking covered thighs. His penis was on the verge of exploding and he just about lost it when she said softly, "Lean back and close your eyes I have a special surprise for you."
As she said this she stood up, there was the unmistakable sound of her unzipping her leather and of her stepping out of it. Randall could only dream that he was going to be given the opportunity to worship this goddess in the most intimate way. Even though his eyes were still tightly closed he could sense that she was moving closer and he opened his mouth slightly, at that moment she took his head between her hands guiding it closer to her body. "It's time to worship me, you may open your eyes and mouth."
As he did he she forcibly filled his mouth with the strap-on dildo she had slipped on under her skirt while following that initial spanking. He struggled for a moment but there was no use, and for the next while he received lessons in how to service a cock. She kept touching him making him think he would be allowed a "release". She said that she was going to count to 20 and that when she reached 20 he could cum. She worked her way to 15 but then just smiled at him and told him that she thought it would be better to stop there. She said that she believed it would help to make him a better slave if he was kept horny. Then she added, "That was Very good, You will be useful. For now You may suck on my nipples while I play with myself. That's it, I'll teach you just how to please me. Just suck yourself into slavery".