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Skipping ahead . . . You visit a mansion and get a new, different French maid outfit

After the meal (you`re not sure how you were able to eat food as a wind-up doll, but decide you would ask Mistress Valerie about that later), you, Valerie, and the creepy driver head to a large mansion up on a hill. You predict that the mansion was built in the early 20th century . . . 1920s, perhaps. Tall stone walls, approximately 15 feet high, surround the structure. The grass around the mansion is a vivid green color similar to what you`ve seen on fancy golf courses. Trees and various flowering plants are placed in various locations around the property. As you step out of the car right behind Valerie, the scent of orange blossoms wafts past your cute little feminine nose. The driver climbs out also and shuts the car doors.

Valerie places a hand on your shoulder and gestures around the property. "Welcome to your home for the rest of the week, Maria," she explains. "I have a number of homes that I use my wealth and power to maintain. I have decided to bring you here so that you can do me a favor."

"What favor, Mistress?" you ask, worried about what this `favor` might turn out to be.

"I am going to have you clean this place up a bit," she tells you.

You stare at the massive building and gulp at the thought of having to clean such a large place all by yourself. Mistress Valerie, noticing your discomfort, laughs. "Don`t worry, Maria. I am not going to force you to clean all of it by yourself. My driver here, Edwin, will help you."

So now you know the name of this jerk who was using you as his sexual playtoy earlier. Desperate not to have to go through that experience again, you once more try to warn Mistress Valerie about what Edwin was doing earlier. The words running through your mind are Mistress Valerie, please don`t make me stay here and work with him! Edwin was using a remote to make me do things! Instead, you say gleefully, "I would love to work with Edwin, Mistress! Thank you! I love you, Mistress!"

"I love you, too, sweetie," Valerie says softly. She pulls you closer to her and gives you a passionate kiss. You feel her right hand move down the back of your red evening dress, reach under your skirt, and stroke your bare butt. "Oh, yes, I think I should definitely have you go out without panties more often!"

"Please, Mistress, don`t make me go out without panties all the time," you plead. "Tonight was okay, but . . . ."

"Okay," Valerie giggles. "I won`t do it ALL the time." You don`t like the way she placed emphasis on the word, but there doesn`t seem to be much point in arguing with her. Besides, she could easily decide not to wind you up again for a long time if she wanted to, and you would rather do everything you can to stay mobile.

Valerie spends the next few minutes showing you and Edwin what she wants you to do right now. She takes you through the mansion`s oak front door and into a long foyer with a wooden serving table along the back wall and a large mirror over it. She leads you and Edwin to the right down a short hallway and into a large kitchen. There is enough counter space and utensils in this kitchen for at least 5 chefs to prepare a delicious meal without bumping into each other. You notice that the counters are in need of a good wipedown and that there are many dirty spoons, bowls, and other things lying about.

"Maria, I`m going to have you change back into French maid attire," Valerie says. "Then, you and Edwin will clean this kitchen. After you`re both done, I will allow you some time to relax in the game room down the hall. I`m heading upstairs for a while to have some quiet time right after I show you your new maid outfit."

Upon hearing that, Edwin gives you a secretive smile. You try not to maintain eye contact with him.

Leaving Edwin to start washing dishes, Valerie takes you into a small bedroom near the kitchen. The bedroom contains a queen-size bed with a red comforter that matches the color of your evening dress. You see a small table and chair set up by a window, but otherwise there is not much else to see in the room other than a full length three-sided dressing mirror.

Not much else, that is, except for what is waiting for you in the closet that Valerie reaches into. She pulls out an emerald green French maid dress, complete with attached black petticoat. A black lacy apron is on the skirt of the dress and ties up at the back in a large bow. Valerie also pulls out a pair of silky black thigh-high stockings, an emerald green choker with black lace trim, a pair of silver six-inch heels decorated with black fringe, a head band with an emerald green hair flower surrounded by black lace with two pieces of long thin black ribbon hanging down, a black lace garter belt, and a pair of emerald green French maid briefs with black lace around the legholes and waist.

You are surprised to see a green French maid dress this time instead of a black one. However, at the same time, you are thankful for the slight change from your previous outfit.

Valerie commands you to step out of your high heels, which you do immediately. She unzips the back of your red dress and allows it to fall to the floor. She assists you with putting the black garter belt on. She then has you step into the legholes of the green French maid briefs and slips them up your legs. She has you pull on the knee-high black stockings and helps you to attach them to the garter belt. The green French maid dress goes on over your head, and you reach through the black lacy armholes. You discover that the bodice of the dress leaves your shoulders almost completely bare, but surrounded with the same black lace that adorns most of your outfit.

After primping and fussing over your dress for a few moments, Valerie turns her attention to putting your choker around your neck. She then brushes your hair and sprays it to help give it a nice shine. She gently places the emerald green hair flower in your hair. For the final touches, she has you sit down at the makeup table. After cleaning off your face, she explains what she is going to do.

"I`d like to give your face a little bit sluttier appearance this time," Valerie says with a grin.

Great, you think to yourself. Make me look even more like a sex doll for that weird limo driver.

Your eyelids are soon covered with a thick layer of shiny blue eyeshadow. Mascara and blood red lipstick are soon applied to your face as well. A touch of blush gives your cheeks a nice rosy appearance.

Once Valerie is finished doing all her primping, she asks you to stand in front of the three-sided mirror. What you see before you is an even lovelier French maid than the one that first mysteriously appeared in Valerie’s playroom earlier on at the last building. You marvel at your soft black hair, your delicately decorated face, your smooth shoulders, and your black frilly apron. You can see your stocking-clad legs seem to disappear up into a soft black petticoat cloud. After turning around to see the reflection of your backside in the mirror, you spot the large black bow at the back of your waist. You also catch a glimpse of the black-laced satin briefs underneath your very short dress.

Valerie pulls a key out of her purse, enlarges it, and then opens the keyhole in your back. After inserting the key, she turns it as far to the right as it will go. The sensation of being fully wound up leaves a very warm, pleasant feeling in the wonderful womanhood between your legs. You close your eyes, your mind adrift in ecstasy.

"Oh, my, Maria," Valerie says with a tone of great admiration. "You are HOT. If I take you out dressed like this, the men won`t be able to control themselves!"

You smile nervously and reply, "Thank you, Mistress. I am pleased that you find me very attractive."

So now you`re dressed for your kitchen duties. You worry about what Valerie said about going upstairs for a while. You have no idea how long you are going to be left alone with Edwin. All you can hope for is that maybe he`ll lose interest in you. Fat chance of that happening with the way I look, you think to yourself.


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