Maid to Serve: The Lesbian Billionaire

Product Information

Dr Chris Haywood, who’s a reader in critical masculinity studies at Newcastle University, has gone to sex clubs specifically to research them in person. Sir wore his latex jeans over his catsuit. he's been wearing rubber almost as much as I have since we started this little venture. it was cool and he slipped his leather bomber over that, but made no attempt to hide the rubber top portion of the catsuit. He decided ai would be comfortable enough in three layers and I didn't have any other coat on. I think, if I had to wear a coat, I would wear it under the burqa, not over.

Well John I should explain I was really looking for a young lady for the post of cleaner but I am willing to give you trial if you don’t mind wearing a uniform….”The sissy maid must present herself in attire that reflects the desires of mistress but she is responsible for the the cleanliness. I also got books and other things. Son got me several books and we gave him DVDs, CDs, a couple of video games, and gift certificates. Usual sort of Christmas. Again, weird only because it was so mundane, while I was completely encased in a red catsuit with red hood and a red rubber kimono. After presents, Sir put me in the new thin condom helmet which is red too. he then had me kneel facing him for about 2 hours while he and Son watched TV and talked. The next task was to polish the furniture in the study….the cleaning bag contained a tin of bee’s wax polish and a number of yellow dusters…..I carefully cleared the desk top and put a vase of flowers that was on the desk carefully onto the floor. I DO wear a lot of transparent clothing around the house. Enclosure suits, dresses, and catsuits and hoods. Sir enjoys the look of very thin transparent latex with color tints, so one of my favorite items is a thin, transparent lavender rubber nightgown.

Our son is a rubberist as well. He's 25 now and came out to us a few years ago after he graduated university. As I said, Sir and I have worn street rubber for decades, never saying anything about it as a fetish. he was used to what he used to call my "shiny" clothes that I wore on weekends and in the evening. so, when he showed up for a visit a few years ago in latex jeans and t shirt and explained that he was into it as well, we all just shrugged and moved on. We didn't discuss his sexual proclivities or ours ... just our respective fahion sense. Many of my girls are grateful to me for showing them the errors of their ways by making them wear this wonderful garment while they received punished….and now…. I would like you to wear it Joanna so I can show you the error’s of your ways…. so please get undressed” Good...but there is one thing...I would want to call you by girls name...would you be you happy with that”.Sir and I have found that very thin latex is the least reactive. My transparent latex is very thin (and fragile) and for this new experiment in 24/7 enclosure, I am taken out of my full enclosure suits and bathed at least once, sometimes twice a day.

The third chambermaid would brush and dust the sewing room early in the morning so as not to disturb the lady’s maids during their work. She would be in charge of tidying the rooms of the servants, the bathrooms, and the stairs.I pressed the door bell... no response….I press the door bell again still no response...but just as I turning to go away the door opened. A voice echoed from the darkness of a long hallway. The waitress has almost the same job as that of the butler. She would be in charge of the dining room and the pantry, clean the silver and take charge of the cooling and warming of the wines and serve the meals. She would also serve the refreshment required in the evening, carry coffee and dinner to the parlor. The work of the chambermaid was supposed to start at six thirty. She would need to open the rooms and let the light flow in. Then she would need to sweep and dust the rooms and the halls. Then she would need to dust the hat, overcoat and other wearables needed by the master. The sex party fundamentally helped me realise my own sexuality too: I don’t find sex, in and of itself, sexy. What turns me on, seemingly, is the intimacy of the heat of the moment of being irresistible to someone else. Having a baying audience of masked watchers would not spice up my performance. If anything, I’d further wilt under the lights. When we go out now, I have to wear it over my other latex clothing. Now I had done this a few times in Dallas and it's OK...no one ever really looks at you that much even though the burqa is latex, not silk. But now I am to be hooded and gagged under it as well. That ups the ante a bit on scary. I don't know what will happen if someone soemhow figures out how bound and restricted i am underneath.