Maid to Serve the Girls    by Prim

"I've come across idle sissy maids before, so let me give you a warning." Missus Pettigrew-Browne pulled herself up to her full height and looked down the length of her nose. "If you skimp your work, if you try pulling the hem of your skirt lower, if you fail to show everyone how completely effeminate you are, or if you start crying with self-pity, I will take your panties down and show everyone your pathetic little dick. I hope I make myself clear." "Oh yes, Missus Pettigrew-Browne ma'am." Guy Pouffebury stood obediently with his knees pushed together, looking at her patent high heels. She tutted. "Well get started then, nincompoop! You've got the whole house to do!" Guy fell to his knees. He was starting with the polished hall floor with his little dustpan and brush. "Not like that," he heard. "You will stay on your feet and bend from the waist. I want to see your skirt and petticoat fall forward to reveal your white panties." The house was big, the work was heavy and the hours were long. But finally his Mistress finished her inspection and he was told to redo his hair and make-up since he would be maiding at her daughter Jennifer's evening get-together with her friends. Guy was beside himself. He and Jennifer were at high school together. This would be so embarrassing. And so it turned out. "Maid, some doughnuts please," followed by laughs. "Maid, your panty frills are showing." "Maid, stand there with your tray and look more girly." Everyone was staring at him, poking fun at him and laughing out loud. It was no wonder at all that he finally burst into tears, at which Missus Pettigrew-Browne marched into the middle of the room to sit down, pulled Guy face down across her knee and flipped up his dress so that she could give his pretty panties the spanking of his lifetime.

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