1. New Life


    Date: 9/28/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    my mind. The only thing that will make my existence more perfect is when Mistress makes me a real woman. I'll never be a woman genetically but she can make me anatomically woman. I have no idea how long I lay awake before I heard the door open and click of women's shoes coming across the room, at least two pair of shoes. Someone was with Mistress and they were wearing high heels. Helen had worn soft sole shoes like all nurses so this obviously wasn't Helen. Mistress had told me that she hired someone for cooking and cleaning but most maids don't wear high heels. Mistress had told me her named but I couldn't remember it. I felt fingers touch my eyelids and gently open them. The brightness from the overhead fluorescent lights was blinding and I couldn't close my eyes or even squint. It was like a knife of light stabbing into my eyes. My eyes were open but I couldn't see anything other than the brilliant light. I heard Mistress's voice say, &#034Good morning Teresa. I hope you slept well.&#034 but I couldn't see her. If only I could communicate with Mistress and beg her to turn off the lights. It was something I had never thought of, I could not communicate with Mistress or anyone else. That thought was terrifying and I hoped Mistress would allow the Curare to wear off and the paralysis to end at least temporarily. It seemed like new things kept coming up to remind me of how totally helpless I was. My eyes were finally adjusting to the light and I could make out Mistress's face ...
    materializing through the haze. A woman was standing next to her but she didn't look like any housekeeper I had ever seen. She was tall, at least four inches taller than Mistress and Mistress is 5'9&#034, and as my eyes cleared more I could see she had an outstanding figure. I'm not sure which struck me first, the size of her breasts or her tiny waist. The contrast between the two was striking. She had rather broad shoulders and her hips were hidden by her skirt. She was wearing a French maid's costume so she must have been the woman Mistress had hired. I knew it was a French maid's costume because I had seen pictures of similar costumes in Fetish magazines. Her dress was black satin and the top was very low cut and showed a tremendous amount of cleavage. Her nipples must have been just barely covered. Over her dress was a white apron with lace all around it. It didn't look like a working uniform to me, at least not the kind of work a maid was normally hired for. I had never seen a maid that used crutches either. She was leaning on a pair of forearm crutches. Mistress told her to step back a little so I could see all of her reflection in my mirror. I could see her legs now and saw that the skirt was very short, barely below her crotch and below it were leg braces. She had on a pair full leg braces with a steel bar on the inner and outer side of each leg that ran from her high heeled shoes up beneath her skirt. The bars were connected by white leather bands that ran completely ...
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