1. WITCH


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

    get to class because we could not move very fast in our high heels while holding hands. We were five minutes late to class and earned two extra weeks in chastity as a result. Domestic Sciences class began with each of us being given two types of maid uniforms. One was a classic professional style in powder blue complete with knee length skirt, apron, flat shoes and name badge, engraved with our feminine names of course. The other was a short French maid outfit in black, with garter, black stockings and 4&#034 high heel pumps which happened to fit each of us perfectly. I tried not to show it but I was actually very pleased to be able to wear such feminine things which seemed to be made especially for me. I guessed the other regular cross dressers in the group must be happy too as these were quality clothes. I reveled in this small pleasure even though it was the reason I was here in the first place. Immediately after receiving the maid's outfits we were informed that this would be a learn-by-doing class. (Note: The instructors in these classes were strangers to us but generally were very pretty and very knowledgeable about their subject. Our wives often sat in on some of the classes to watch our progress, and witness our humiliation at being exposed as sissies in front of our instructors.) In this class we would learn all of the responsibilities of maintaining the island's hotel rooms, including making the beds, washing the laundry, ironing, dusting, cleaning the bathrooms and ...
    all of the other mundane tasks associated with a maid's work. After being shown just once exactly how to fold and tuck the sheets on the bed, for example, we were then expected to do them ourselves. And we did. Over and over and over again until we got it right. It was mind-numbing work and caused the discontent with our group's situation begin to grow....silently. Despite the fact that there were few visitors to the island, a small boat would appear occasionally and it's crew and guests would stay for a week or so. Keeping the hotel rooms in perfect condition soon became our responsibility. We would each work in teams a couple of days a week and were closely supervised by our instructor. A good job was praised and a bad job... well, you know the story. Some of us, myself included, began to worry when we were told that the French maid's uniforms would be worn when we served at a party. As fun as it was to wear the outfit, it was terrifying to think that we would have to display ourselves in front of strangers while wearing it. The more people that knew of my fetish the less I liked it. We were even taught how to curtsey. This was getting out of hand. <<<<<<<<<<<<>>>>>>>>>>> Women's Studies, our next class, began with the various articles of makeup, their applicators and what colors and tones looked best together. Cathy, the same pretty girl who had handed out the agreements for us to sign at our first meeting, was our instructor. I noticed she smiled my way a few times and I ...
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