My first trip out as Sarah

I started using web chatrooms and the like, which I had never done before and in one of these I stumbled across Lady Victoria Valentine. She looked amazing beautiful with a tinge of goth. We seemed to ‘hit it off’ straight away and got to talking about me and my desires needs etc, it turned…

I started using web chatrooms and the like, which I had never done before and in one of these I stumbled across Lady Victoria Valentine. She looked amazing beautiful with a tinge of goth. We seemed to ‘hit it off’ straight away and got to talking about me and my desires needs etc, it turned out she was a part time counsellor in her professional job, which seemed to help me open so much with her, as well as being a dominatix. seemed a perfect match of jobs to me.

So i found myself arranging to visit, initially just as a sub in a stereotypical domme/sub role, with me submitting to her, getting my bum spanked, whipped caned quite hard on our first meet. I felt so relaxed and trusting of her Ladyship that I began to regularly session with her, and having told her about Sarah it became mandatory that in her presence I was to be Sarah, I could arrive and leave as my male alterego but whilst I was on her property I was to change into the real me. I had bought some of my own dresses by now and would wear them when at hers.

The feeling of completeness as I was dressed as Sarah, often getting spanked and pegged just added to my experience. After time we became more than just Domme and Client, and we became very good friends (and still are to this day).

One day, whilst I was bent over a desk with her pounding my ass from behind with her strapon, in the middle of my murmurs of enjoyment I blurted out that I wanted to go out as Sarah, this seemed to please her as she fucked me so hard and fast like never before, and gave me first ever assgasm.

When I booked my next session to visit she asked to make it on a day, where I could stay over or at least be very late home, I was intrigued and yet scared. I arrived at her place for that session with my usual bag of bits to change into, after greeting her and exchanging our usual pleasantries she took my bag from, saying I wouldn’t be needing it, and put it in the hall closet, I could feel my deflation evident myself on my face, she looked at me and told me not to be sad, and led me off to the spare room. After confirming with her that I did indeed have 3 days before I had to go home/work she opened the door, I had never been in this room before, it was lightly furnished as a bedroom, single bed, wardrobe, some drawers, table + chair with a big mirror. On the bed were a few packages “This, Sarah, will be your room for the next 3 days” she said, I looked confused having expected to just visit for our usual session and maybe a catch up chat after. “If you wish you may stay here for 3 days and be Sarah 24/7” I couldn’t help myself and hugged her and cried. “but, but you took my clothes Mistress” I blabbered. She pointed to the packages on the bed, they were all addressed to me at her address I was so confused, until that is she opened one for me. She had ordered me several outfits in my exact size everything i could need, underwear, a couple dresses, some skirts and tops, I couldn’t stop crying and hugging her.

Once I had composed myself she told me there was one condition, ok here it is I thought the big downer. “Whist staying here, you must wear what is in that last package and act accordingly. I’ll give you a few minutes to decide on your own. There is no pressure from me all this is returnable” with that she left the room. I stood there for a couple of minutes not really taking in what she had done for me. I picked up that last package it felt like more clothes, my head was racing, what could it be? I started to open it, thinking it was probably some sort of sissy outfit…after all she knew I like to be fucked and could suck cock (fake and real ones). I reached in and pulled out a white lacy frilly strip, confirming my thoughts of a sissy outfit, as I pulled out the next item I was again surprised it was a black dress, with fine white piping/trim, and OMG its a Maid/housekeepers dress.

I made the only decision open to me….did my make up and went downstairs in my full maid uniform…Black housekeepers dress, white apron, white headdress, black fishnet stockings, black lacy bra/knickers/suspender belt and black polished 4″ court shoes, curtseyed before her Ladyship “how may I be of service Mistress”, she just looked in the direction of the pile of clean clothes and at the ironing board. Without hesitation I began doing her ironing, knowing i could not make an error as this was her actual clothing, including her sons school uniform, and boyfriends work clothes and not just some session clothes that didnt matter.

After about 30 minutes there was a toot from a car outside. “Thats enough Sarah, turn the iron off, get your purse from your room and handbag from the closet” I was confused a little until upon my return from my room she had her coat on “Time to go for a drive”. I froze there and then in the hallway. Yes I wanted to go out but not like this, this is humiliating. I was gently ushered out into the car front passenger seat. Her boyfriend got out looked at me and smiled “She looks great” indicating me where upon Her ladyship got in and we drove off. We were driving round for an hour, chatting as we did so about everyday things and nothing in particular. I could feel myself relaxing, after all who could see me in the car, and there wasn’t anyone in this area I knew. Just then her phone rang, it was Ian, her boyfriend. I answered on her behalf and said She’d phone back, we pulled over into a lay-by and she called him back. I could only hear one of the conversation “Hi hunni……can Candice do tonight….oh great……so we can leave about 8…..perfect….ok, what does he want…..right ill get him some and be back home in about 20 mins….love you” She gave me the phone and said she had another surprise for me, as she smiled like the proverbial Cheshire Cat. I was again all confused and thinking over what she had planned, just as I realised we were pulling into MacDonalds. “Its ok you stay in the car” So there I sat for 10 minutes thinking everyone was looking at me and pointing/laughing in my direction, when Miss returned with some takeaway for tea, which we all sat and ate back at home. After eating Miss just asked “I assume you are staying then Sarah?” “Yes Miss, if I may” and that was it, I spent 3 days as maid for Mistress, her boyfriend and her son (whom I had previously met), Going out that night to a trans friendly social club and by then of the 3 days was even going out shopping, but always with Miss in attendance.

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