Businesswoman to Maid Ch. 02

The time flew by for Sara who got better and better at being the full-time live-in maid. She made mistakes, and got another spanking each time, but as she got closer to the six months, she really did wonder if she should take up the new highly paid job offered to her, or make the transition to being a full-time permanent maid. However, she still didn't know if her mistress wanted her to stay on, and, as the maid, couldn't ask.

What Sara knew was that she loved the hard work involved in being a maid, and in fact thrived on it. She became so good at cleaning, and doing all of the household chores on the work schedule. She didn't even complain when her mistress increased the number of times she would need to clean everywhere each week, adding to her workload, but Sara saw that as her duty. She didn't mind at all working the longer hours. She even dealt with the other extra chores her mistress set her from time to time, immediately doing as she was told, knowing if she didn't it would earn her another spanking.

All the time, Sara realised the difference between working as the maid compared to as the high-level manager. The more she worked as the maid, the more she realised that she loved it, and was always having second thoughts about going back to being the high level manager. However, the end of the six months never stopped drawing closer, and that worried her.

She loved to compare herself to her mistress. Her mistress wore lovely clothes, with jewellery and make-up. Sara loved wearing her cheap clothes without jewellery or make-up. She wasn't jealous of her mistress, but respected her totally, and relished obeying her every order. It gave her life more meaning than when she was the senior manager, and she drew closer and closer to wanting that life forever.

Jessica also loved having Sara as her maid. She worked so hard and so well. Spanking her was time-consuming, but as that was the salary her maid wanted, so be it. She even enjoyed the power she had over her maid, including thrashing her. However, she saw a way to reduce the time she took to punish her maid, and decided she would impose it.

After one long spanking, Jessica made a comment about how long each spanking took to give, and how she had to make the time up getting her own job done. It was like a complaint. Jessica wanted to see if her maid said anything back to her, and, as she didn't, she told her maid what she wanted to do, and said, "Actually, maid, if I were to use a senior cane, giving you, say, thirty-six or forty-eight strokes, that would be far quicker for me than spanking you, particularly when I needed to get back to my work quicker."

Sara realised it was said as a statement rather than a question, but she was used to that. She even liked that idea, maybe not the pain so much, but the fact it would help her mistress when her mistress felt the time pressure. What Sara also remembered, was that when at sixth form college, the headmistress used the cane on those girls who got double detentions. Several of Sara's friends had been caned, and were markedly better behaved afterwards. Sara never was caned, but it did set her thinking about what being caned would be like. She obviously knew it would hurt, but would it help her own behaviour, and be an incentive to work harder? Well, maybe pretty soon she wouldn't have to wonder about that. In any case, she really did want to know.

Within two days, twelve senior canes were delivered to the house, ordered by her mistress and without any other discussion. Sara felt good that her mistress was showing her just how in control she was, and Sara knew she didn't mind that, as making no decisions was still leaving her stress-free compared to her previous senior manager job.

Sara kept popping into the punishment bedroom and feeling the canes, wondering what they would feel like on her bare bottom. She knew it would hurt much more than a hand spanking and the hairbrush, but it was right for her mistress to change things to help herself, not caring what the maid thought about it. Sara saw it as the primary way in which her mistress saw herself as being in control, which, after all, was exactly what Sara wanted her mistress to feel. Sara wasn't playing around, because she knew that the best way to keep things as they were, with her working extremely hard for the benefit of her mistress, was for her mistress to have full control over her. By using a cane, it would be a far quicker way to give her a truly effective punishment, which would be more painful, and the stinging pain would last much longer as well, but Sara totally accepted her life was all about doing what was best for her mistress.

What Sara wasn't surprised about was that her mistress never asked her maid but just did as she decided, as every mistress should, and every maid had to accept. The very next time Sara earned herself another spanking, her mistress gave the usual order for Sara to go to the punishment bedroom, get undressed, press her nose against the wall, put her hands on top of her head, and wait for her mistress to come and deal with her. This time, as Sara entered the punishment bedroom, she saw three pillows piled up in the middle of the bed, and the cane already on the dressing table. Sara realised that her mistress had spotted the error in her cleaning, but instead of ordering her to the punishment bedroom straight away, she must have gone upstairs herself, put the cane on the dressing table and the pillows on the bed, and then come back down, and only then instructed Sara to go to the punishment bedroom. Sara saw that as a really good sign that her mistress was definitely intent on giving her a severe punishment.

It was slightly longer than usual before her mistress came to the punishment bedroom, and that had given Sara more thinking time, and more time to worry. As soon as Sara heard her mistress come into the punishment bedroom, she also heard the instruction to perch her bottom on top of those pillows and grab hold of the far end of the bed. As was now always the case, Sara immediately obeyed, and moments later her bottom was perched on top of the pillows, she had clasped hold of the end of the bed. When there, obedient as ever, Sara knew that her mistress had gone to pick up the cane from the dressing table, swished it a couple of times, walked over to the bed, and rested the cane on her bottom. It was then that she realised the probability that her mistress had practised using the cane on these pillows, and, once again, Sara knew that was right as soon as she felt the first very hard stroke, and yelped with the pain.

As each stroke landed on her bottom, Sara yelped with the pain, but felt more and more respect for her mistress. It was the most marvellous feeling, although quickly overridden by the intense pain as stroke after stroke continued to land on her bare bottom cheeks.

Sara realised that her eyes filled with tears far quicker than when she was given a hand spanking and the hairbrush. It made her so pleased that her mistress had decided to use the cane, and must clearly have practiced using the cane, knowing that this exact situation would arise very quickly. What a great mistress she was, Sara told herself.

As Sara knew the tears were dribbling down her face in a way that they never did when spanked with the hairbrush, she realised that she had lost count of the number of strokes that her mistress was giving her. Of course, it didn't matter, because only her mistress could make the decision on how many strokes to give her. The result, of tears flooding down her face, was the right result for sure.

Jessica was also delighted with the result. She had decided to give her maid the full forty-eight strokes that had been stated to be the maximum. Of course, she knew she had full unquestioned authority to give her maid more strokes than that, but as she listened to her maid crying, saw the tears dribbling down her face, and wetting the bed sheets, she told herself this was a really good way to punish her when she was pressed for time. She wasn't actually pressed for time this time, but had no doubt she would be on future occasions.

However, Jessica also told herself that she would continue to give her maid a hand spanking and a spanking with the hairbrush because, whilst it did take longer, there was a different type of satisfaction, and, giving herself the choice of what punishment to give her maid was certainly what being in charge was all about. Also, not knowing which punishment she was going to receive, was certainly what she wanted her maid to be worried about.

Sara was so pleased with her new punishment, and, as she went back to work afterwards, loved the way her stinging bottom kept her working hard but enjoying every moment.

It wasn't just the punishments that Sara was happy about in her role as the maid. Sara knew she didn't just show respect to her mistress, but to everyone who came to the house. After all, given she was the maid, everyone else was superior to her and needed to be respected.

Whenever any of Jessica's friends came to the house, Sara always addressed them as 'Miss,' or 'Sir.' She would make herself invisible by staying in the room, her back to the wall, her hands clasped in front of her, looking at the floor, waiting to be told to do something. She realised that she had used to work so hard and for such long hours, that she had no friends of her own. Now, she was very happy to serve her mistress's friends, doing whatever they told her to do. Again, Sara realised her mistresses friends never asked, but only issued an instruction, which she immediately carried out, always showing total respect when she did.

Sara was shocked one day, when one of her mistress's friends recognised her, and, as she stood with her back to the wall making herself invisible, she heard the discussion about how she was a senior manager, and with her mistress replying as a throwaway comment that, 'Those times had changed.' Sara didn't even think about joining the conversation, as the maid should only speak when spoken to.

As Sara listened, and accepted her life had changed, at least for these six months, she realised her life was so different now, but, more and more, she knew that she wasn't missing her old life. Then, she realised she was referring to her previous life as her old life, as though right now she was living her new life, which involved being told to do things by her mistress's friends but not taking part in any conversation. The brilliant thing was that there was no stress, just being obedient and subservient.

Sara even wondered what would happen if she needed to be punished when any of her mistress's friends were there? She decided very quickly that she wouldn't mind being punished in front of them, if that was what her mistress decided. Maybe, if her mistress was busy, the friend would be the one to spank her? That would be okay, as well, if that was what her mistress decided should happen.

All these new thoughts of submission made Sara happy with her life, and happier than with her previous life as the senior manager. Still, the six months was even closer now.

Jessica also knew the six months were getting closer. She loved having Sara as her maid, but supposed that it was Sara's decision if she stayed or left. Or was it, she wondered?

After giving her maid another particularly severe spanking, Jessica left Sara with her nose pressed against the wall, and, as she left the room, she said, "Just another week before your six months is up." She was pleased when all Sara did was sniff back another tear. Jessica had said it to have a conversation she wanted to have with her maid, and thought the best time was after a spanking.

Jessica left Sara on her naughty spot for thirty minutes before going back to the punishment bedroom to release her. She hoped that her maid would have given some serious thought to her passing comment as she had left the room. As she walked back into the punishment bedroom, she smiled as she saw her maid was still naked, and with the loveliest of welted bottoms. Even when she told her maid to turn to face her, but to keep her hands on her head, she loved it that her maid obeyed her instruction straight away.

In the event, once Sara had turned to face her mistress, she still looked at the floor but did ask, "May I speak, please, mistress?"

Jessica knew that was the first time her maid had asked that question, and hoped it was connected to her passing comment. Looking serious, Jessica said, "Yes, maid, you can."

Sara still looked at the floor to show her respect, but said a heartfelt, "I'll be sorry to leave you, mistress. In fact, very sorry indeed."

Sara had given her mistress's comment serious thought, and whilst she daren't make any assumptions, she hoped her response would be what her mistress wanted to hear.

Jessica saw the comment as about as positive as she could have hoped for, and replied, "You don't have to leave. I still need a full-time maid, so if you wanted to stay, you can.

Sara bit her lip before asking, " I would love to stay, mistress."

Jessica quickly responded with, "You can, but on my terms. I would want you to be my forever, maid. Literally forever. Have you ever heard of a lifetime contract, maid?"

Sara hadn't, but supposed that she did know what it probably meant. She therefore replied, "One that cannot be broken, mistress?"

Jessica replied, "Sort of, maid. It's a contract that you won't be able to break, but I can. After all, I need to be in absolute control."

Sara immediately understood that had to be the case. On the other hand, so long as she served her mistress well, then maybe she would keep her on forever. She knew that she did want to ask her mistress what would happen if her contract was terminated, but just didn't see it as her place to do so. That was how much she knew she had changed from the senior manager she had been, to the obedient, subservient maid that she now was.

Jessica again saw the silence as positive, and said, "I can have a contract for you to sign within an hour. Say if you would want to sign it."

Sara replied, "Yes, please, mistress, I would love to sign up for my lifelong servitude to you, and accept your control over me at all times."

Sara knew that if she made the transition from senior manager to maid, it would be a huge turnaround in her life. However, what had become clearer and clearer over these last six months, was, that as much as she was suited to being a senior manager, she now knew that she was even more suited to being a maid. That was a lifestyle change, knowing that she would be far happier going forward when all the things she did would be repetitive, and that she would have to be totally obedient and submissive to her mistress. Even knowing that she would be spanked and caned time and again was something that she was more than happy to accept, because that showed her respect for her mistress.

Sara knew that she had never been as happy as she was now. She knew there was nothing wrong with being a maid, and, in fact, everything was right in her particular case. She had now lived both types of life, and she was totally up for choosing to be a maid.

Jessica was very happy, knowing that she now didn't have to worry about losing another maid. She had to admit that she was surprised that Sara was happy enough to change her life around so much, but, she now knew that was going to work for both of them.

Looking forward, Jessica knew that she did have some responsibilities so far as her maid's former life was concerned. She therefore said, "As you will be living in my house forever, you will need to sell your existing house. Whilst you will be committed to working for me twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week, I will give you three hours off, twice a week, to allow you to deal with closing down your previous life. I will have you driven to your house, and driven back. Whilst there, you can sort out everything that you need to sort out, liquidate everything, and then I will manage those funds for you, and I will deal with them in the best way possible for you. Do you agree, maid?"

Sara was so pleased with that, and, said a really heartfelt, "Thank you so much, mistress. I will sort out my previous life as quickly as I can, so I can then forget everything other than serving you as best I can forever."

Jessica then kept to her full in control mode, and, ordered, "Right, then, maid. Get dressed, and get back to work. I will call you when the contract is ready to sign."

Sara reverted fully to her submissive mode, and replied, "Yes, mistress."

Once her mistress had left the room and she got dressed, Sara knew she had no regrets at all in agreeing to become her mistress's permanent live-in maid. She felt so happy, leaving behind all the stress of her previous life, knowing that her future life would be repetitive and full of hard work, but, for her, exactly what she wanted to do and knew was best for her. After all, you only get one chance at this life, so why not live it in the way that suits you the best. That was what she was now able to do.