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25 Oct 2014  

SubMonique101 68T
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25 Oct 2014


The correspondence I<b> received </font></b>over the next four months was one Fed Ex envelope with these orders - 'practice your makeup techniques everyday, Kate does not deserve the expert services provided by Roberta for all of our more deserving employees'. It was signed by Fred with one last comment, 'Never fully close the blinds in your dining room. We will be watching your progress'. I immediately turned and looked across the living room and the window he had described. Realizing that several homes up in the hills, including a wide expanse of undeveloped hillside all the way up to one of the tourists overlooks off of Mulholland, would have a clear view deep into my condo.

After a couple weeks of wondering if I was being constantly watched I began to feel like a bird in a cage. I would come home from work and strip down to my lingerie, take a half hour to work on my makeup, and then parade in front of that open window so that I proved to whomever was watching I was following orders. By the time that the end of October came around I had discovered a new self confidence showing myself off and that Kate's makeup would protect my normal public identity as a .

There was no limo ride for Kate this year, as I had been demoted back to the 'blindfold and van ride' to this party's location. Also, there was no fancy - mansion as this setting was similar to the first auction I ever attended. Located somewhere in the valley in a large one floor building in a warehouse district was where Kate would serve for the next 24 hours to fulfill one half of her obligation, and also avoid any further complications before new years. I had gone over the pros and cons of everything that had already happened over the previous two and a half years and determined that I could live with every scenario that had been captured of Katherine. If somebody I knew discovered it I would just try explaining what had happened, and if they couldn't accept it, then I wouldn't need them in my life anymore.

I was escorted to an office by another of the muscle guards always around at the auctions. When we reached the back of the building I was told to change into the uniform hanging in the closet, "You've got a lot of work to do before tonight's party. Also, I was told to tell Kate that you'll do your makeup after your hour morning shift is over. I'll be back in minutes, and you better be ready!" Why did everything always sound so ominous whenever I was around any of these men.

I was expecting the pink French Maids uniform to be waiting for me, but instead I found a grey and white maids uniform. One that you would normally see in a hotel setting by a maid cleaning a room. On the table was a pair of black panty hose and a pair of mary jane's with two inch heels. As I was finishing up my transformation and taking one last in the mirror I heard the door being unlocked. I expected the guard, but it was Mr. Paul and Mr. Fred.

One was smiling to see while the other Dom was standing there with his arms crossed looking up and down, "It's good to see you can take orders. I've been pleased with the reports I've been getting from our investigator." Mr. Paul turned and looked inquisitively at Mr. Fred, "Yes, Paul I've been having him watched. You didn't know that he lied to you about his injuries after the car accident. I don't know why you have a soft spot for this faggot, but he took advantage of you." I had never seen Mr. Paul so mad as the truth was laid out before him, "This little bitch was trying to back out on us, and we both know that is never a good idea. So, I had this silly sissy observation, and once our man figured her schedule it was easy to document everything." I could feel my cheeks redden, and my head bowed down so that I wouldn't have to witness the disappointment in Mr. Paul's eyes.

I guess he had said enough as Mr. Fred changed gears and started to tell me the list of chores to prep the entire warehouse where the costume party would take place, "You're nothing but a common laborer here to do the job while you are in that uniform. If you get everything done quickly you should have more than enough time to prepare as our pink sissy maid for the evening. Oh, and no drink orders for you tonight, only food service, so don't expect to walk out of here in the morning with a pocket full of tips."

Mr. Fred then left, while Mr. Paul waited for the door to be closed, "Why did you lie to me?" I whimpered a response, "Because I was scared that I was already in too deep, and didn't see any way out except to delay in hopes something would work out." Mr. Paul step up close to me and loomed over Kate, "Whatever happens from here on out all depends on you. There is still a pathway back to being Dave if you truly want that, and tonight is your first step in making it happen. Just be sure it is really what you want to happen. You're at that proverbial fork in the road with everyone else."

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