“Sir, if you would be kind enough to come up to my space.” said Mady standing at the door to my study. Hannah was already in bed and I realized that this striking young woman was inviting me into the space where she exercised her own authority. I followed her through the dining room and up the stairs to her studio.
“Well Elliot, now you can be the maid. Undo my apron.”
“Yes Miss.” First I undid the finicky little buttons which held the bib to the uniform and then I went behind her and undid the bow which tied the apron on.
“And now unfasten the dress.”
“Now loosen the corset.”
Again I did as I was told. Mady undid the busk. And then she reached under her chemise and rolled down her panties.
“I like what Madam has you do in the morning. A few minutes in the corner with your nose pressing my panties should be a perfect end to a delightful day… Off you go. You can leave your girdle on.”
I went to the corner Mady pointed to, took off my clothes and took my position. I was engulfed in Mady rich, moist scent. I could hear Mady washing and could not help my cock pressing against its cage. How humiliating to be sent to a corner by my maid. Well, Hannah’s maid. But delicious as well.
Mady came out of the washroom and pottered around her space. She took no notice of me in my corner. Finally she spoke.
“I see Madam has trained you very well indeed. You’ll rinse those panties when you corset me tomorrow. There is a bra and stockings to be done as well. Now put those panties in my basket.”
“Other evenings I’ll have other things for you to do. But uncorseting me will be a constant as will a few minutes in your corner.”
“I think I am going to like this job. Madam is so kind and you, well you are beautifully trained and charmingly obedient. You seemed to like unbuttoning my apron. And undoing my corset. I suspect we can work with that a little. And even in your cage and your girdle I can see that your cornertime focused you nicely.”
Mady, in a white cotton nightie stood quite close to me.
“I am not a huge fan of men in general. But a man who does exactly what he is told is something I have never encountered. I’ll have to think about that. Good Night Elliot.”
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