2 year contract- live-in girl maid for master.... typical day- Part 1

It has been roughly about 1 year into my life as a live-in household 24/7 slave-girl for my master. Halfway through my contract before I am given a chance to make a decision to continue as lifetime slave or be free again. But for now, I have been mental conditioned and trained well by master to be a super girly, demur sissy household slave in my master's house. 

This post is sharing about a typical day as a sissy-slave-maid (as what master refers me as). 

It has been a long day, of chores, serving and some punishments finally I am at my official last task . My last task is to wait on master, kneeling by his bedside until he finally sleeping soundly before I can retreat to the quarter. 

A slave can only sleep after the master's sleep and must rise up earlier than the master to wait on him. 

Finally, when the master is sound asleep, I did the routine bow (careful with every actions because I am always watched by the CCTV) before retreating to the quarter right beside the master's bedroom. 

Master has partitioned a small room barely the size of 3m by 1m right beside his room as a slave quarter. The furnishing only comprise of a bed, few hangers for the uniforms, and a small side table. It does not have any window (afterall slaves don't deserves such), and is ventilated by a 2 small ventilation fans on the wall. The lighting is only a few light bulbs which is create alot of heat when it is switched on.  My bed is actually a coffin-like box with a thin mattress lining in it, with a hard elevated pillow. Master designed the bed this way as a reminder to me that he has full control over me, to the slightest point of sleep, in such a way that he can anytime come in and lock me in the box at his pleasure in the middle of the night... Which he has done it before! 

Back to the routine... Once in the quarter, though my official duties are finished, I am still required to perform my basic slave admin duties before turning in. I have a strict routine to follow, failure which will add to my huge pool of punishment debt which I have already owed master. 

Changing uniforms

I have to first change out of the 'master prescribed maid uniform' and into the so-called admin uniform. Admin uniform is actually a full set of school uniform from a local school. Other than the usual maid uniform, this is the other set of uniform I must be seen in when not doing my maid duties. 

I swiftly, yet with demurely unbottoned the blouse... finally feel some breathing air the moment I buttoned.. Removed the blouse and hang it on one of the hangers. 

Yes, as a trained slave, unlike vanilla life where after undressing, simply throw the clothing on the floor, I am trained to respect the uniform as it's master's property and not allowed to drop to the floor. 

Then, I carefully and gently remove the bra from my chest. The bra which I have to wear with the maid uniform is the padded type which helps enhance the looks for the master. Same thing, thereafter, hang on the same hanger with the blouse. 

After that, I unzipped the back of the uniform skirt, sigh of relieve from the tight skirt. Similarly, hang it on the hanger as well. Thereafter, I could remove the ever high stilettos heels to complete the undressing process.

Summary, even for the undressing process, I have to follow strict procedures, which will be periodically checked by master via the camera. In short, the process of removal is: blouse, bra, skirt then heels. Any other sequence will be punished. 

There, I quickly dressed into the admin uniform, which the putting on sequence is also detailed prescribe by the master. a plain sports bra, then the buttoned up blouse, pinafore, socks and lastly plain white school canvas shoes. 

Then, I have to do my admin chores. 

I really hope that I can finish up fast because that will mean the amount of sleep I would have. As live-in slave, the amount of sleep daily is barely 3-4 hours. On good days, where the master turn in early, I could get maybe 5-6 hours of sleep. Really, unlike my old vanilla life, sleep as slave is very little, and I am forced and conditioned to make do with little sleep, however tough it may be... 

Admin chores before bed

First, I have to wash the maid uniform with a prepared pail of water. Master only issued 1 set of the maid uniform and master expect the set to be washed, starched and iron daily so that the slave will always look 'clean' and presentable in the uniform. 

In the small quarters, and limited water supply, I took down the blouse and the skirt from the hanger to handwash them with the limited resources. In my mind, was only to quickly get it done so I can finally sleep. After washing, I have to squeezed the uniform as dry as possible with my hands so that it can dry on time by the morning... 

Thereafter, I placed the uniform back to the hangers, positioned right by the ventilation fan to aid the fast drying process. The lights in the quarter must remain on throughout the night so that the heat and the fan can dry it fast enough. As such, as slave, the uniform, master's property, being more important than me, have to sleep in the lighted room... So the uniform can dry on time. 

From the past experience, with the fan and light, the uniform will be dried on time in the morning. Which I will have to iron as part of the morning admin chores.

After finishing, I can finally go to bed..... 

Sidetrack- oversleeping experience 

As slaves are not allowed to know the time, naturally, the quarters do not have any clock. I have to estimate my sleep, waking up with enough time to do up the morning admin chores before the master wakes up.. 

Remember few incidents, being so tired, I slept though unit master woke up before me. Remembered his fury those days. While sleeping, he would simply chain up my neck, pull me out directly from my sleep which i would have instantly got awoken. Usually on week days, as he would have to go work, punishments would be reserved for the later. However, I still have to fulfil my daily chores for the day. 

Under such cases, he would demand that I quickly change into my maid uniforms, say in 10 mins, and uniform still fully ironed.. and get to the chores for the day. Sometimes, i don't allow me to change out of the admin uniform, but wear the maid uniform over.. Or sometimes, if master was really in a rush, I would have to serve my chores in the admin uniform, but of course, with heels. 

Usually, for such incidents of infringement, the punishment will usually be at night. And will usually lead me to commit more infringement along the way.. Leading to more major punishments... And more and this can stretch for weeks until master decided to relent in his mercy or he decided to convert to punishment debt. 

For most times, the crime of oversleeping will result in me being deprived of sleep for the night. Usually, master will chain me by the neck to the ceiling, with the chain from the ceiling sufficient for me to bend a little down. And thereafter leave me that to reflect for the night on my crime. I would only be released the next morning, by which I had to resume my daily chores, with no excuse from the punishment. 

And being seriously lack of sleep, chances was that my work standards would drop drastically or perform silly mistakes. which leads to more punishments. This punishments may stretch way into the night. leading to a risk of oversleeping the next day... Resulting in a vicious cycle of infringements. 

Last i remembered, this cycle which I go into... only managed to get out of it only after 2 weeks.. only when master decided that I became so unproductive that he decided to convert to punishment debt, a super-valued one of course. Adding on to that, I was also not given 'off days for 2 months' 

Off days??? for a slave?? Yes, but it is not the same as vanilla life. 

Off days.

Off days are given by master the once a week, usually on a weekend in accordance to his pleasure. It is not guaranteed and can easily be taken away. Although it was stated in the contract that I may be given off days once a week. 

Off can easily be taken away if master requires my service for the day or that he has a party which I am required to prepare for and serve in the party. Well, parties are over weekends. 

Or if that week, master finds my performance not acceptable, he will not give the off days. With that day used to finish up the backlog chores. 

So far, as much as i can remember, I was only given about 8-10 off days for the year. 

As a live-in-slave sissy maid, off days is not like those in vanilla life where I am allowed out of the house or be out of the uniform for the day. It is not a day I am allowed to roam freely around the house.. It is also not the day I can let myself down and misbehave or behave as a boy. Rules for a slave, rules for being a sissy girl, rules for being a maid still applies during off days. Off days as a sissy slave maid is NOT THE SAME as what a VANILLA LIFE perceive. Although it is already should be considered a super luxury for a slave. 

I would not know if I am granted off days until the day itself. Upon being granted the off, I am supposed to retreat back to my quarters for my off. There, I am either allowed to do my admin chores, (like brush hair, wash and ironing of uniforms) OR read books (books available are mostly about how to be a better slaves) OR simply kneel down and reflect on how to be a better slave for the master. 

Sleeping is not allowed doing the off period. Although closing eyes while kneeling is allowed provided I don't lean to sleep. 

For this 1 year, I have learned and conditioned and accepted that off days of this type is indeed a luxury. I have learned to look forward for such, although normal people would not have. But it was really a period of off from the never-ending chores, serving masters and activities. 

However, I am always mindful that while having my off, it can suddenly end, if master, via his CCTV notice that I am sleeping, behave inappropriately or doing what I am NOT supposed to do. It happened once or twice, and the remaining time of off was immediately converted to time of punishement, which was at the other end of the scale! 

And being slave, and really value my off-days, I have learned fast and made sure I really behave during the time of off.. 

To be continued...

Opinion: Why school uniform over other fetish clothing

School uniform seems to be the top few fetish clothing to many man. One survey of  209 on Japanese men showed school uniforms talking 1st and 4th place (only clothing with 2 places!) on what they want to see their girlfriend in. The internet indeed have many articles about school uniform fetishes. And school uniform fetishes seems to be one of the more popular fetish even in Singapore.

(https://japantoday.com/category/features/lifestyle/japanese-men-reveal-costumes-they-want-their-girlfriends-to-wear)

Hence the question is: Why school uniform?? 

Most places explain that the reason why school uniforms is so high up the ranks is mainly because puberty occurs during the school going age and that school girls in uniform are in plain sights of the raging hormones. Henceforth, school uniforms subtly becomes correlated to sexuality for many. 

As result, some people develops sexual preference with girls in school uniforms. Some even ended up stealing girls uniform only to run afoul with the law. In short, they male sexuality is linked to school girl uniforms. 

However, as for me, I have developed something very different from this male mainstream-ness. During the onset of puberty, I started dreaming of me being forced or made to exchange school uniform with the girls in school. 

Back then, the girls uniform were those of pinafore types. I remembered quite fondly that during some talks in class, the girls would occasionally complaint about their school uniforms being uncomfortable because it was very hot. Back then, schools do not have air-condition and that the whole class was only ventilated by 2 ceiling fans, which can make the classroom quite stuffy in the day. Remember that the girls also mention that when they have choices to choose the next school, they would choose those schools which does not require them to wear pinafores for their uniforms. 

With that, it somehow registered to me that being in girls uniform is an uncomfortable thing and that being in a girls uniform with pinafore is like a form of punishment. So, those dreams about being forced to wear girls uniforms where mostly that as form of punishment, usually as penalty for games which we played and I lost. 

Since then, in my growing up years, I keep imagining myself being in girls uniforms and being tortured of punished when it. 

Also, the girls complaint of their uniforms also developed a privileged gender mindset unknowingly. It like girls were made to wear uncomfortable uniforms, where boys' uniform seems more comfortable, and we never ever complained about the uniforms. This may have developed some dorm character of me being a boy is more privileged. But not sure what happened, instead, I keep thinking of being the unprivileged gender and wanted to be treated as one. Somehow, I keep imagining being the unprivileged one and be treated unfairly and be abused as a girl in uniform.

Really not sure what I keep wanting to be degraded.. a very strong inert desire. And not to cling on to my so-called powers and privilege to become a dorm mindset. 

So, in my growing up, my recurring imagination would be at some stay-overs, playing games with group of friends and loser would be forced to wear school uniforms. The imagination usually was that the so-called friend team-up and conspired against me such that I would surely lose. So, after losing and being transformed to a school girl, I would be abused by the guys and be treated as some lowly creature and be their maid for the rest of the session. I would imagine that they would punish or cane me for slightest mis-behavior or not being girly. And at night, I would either be jailed up or chained up by my guy friend because that is the appropriate treatment for a school girl!- Lowly, made to serve boys and unprivileged and made to wear uncomfortable clothing. 

(Some thought, maybe its a good thing I am not a dorm, I may end up being extremely sadist. So now the opposite happens, I ended up imaging sadist treatment on myself instead!!)

Also, along my growing up years, unknowing to me, there was occasional craves for being abused, treated unfairly, locked up and be tortured. Such craves could keep me up all night imagining about it and fantasizing about it. And the next day having that form of unquenchable desires for it to happen to me! 

This somehow as correlation to why I am particularly fond of school uniforms, although I do also have occasional craves for maid uniforms or any other clothing that may look uncomfortable or reflections of lowly social status. School uniforms become my top fetish not so as what those 'scholarly commentary' attributing it to puberty, but more of it seems to be worst clothing to be in which I related to because of my experience as student.   

During my time, schools was a place where fear was instilled more than education, teachers all each owned a customized designed cane, ready to punish any school uniformed kid in school. It was a place that I don't enjoyed going, like most kids, and everyday, my anticipation was waiting for the school bell to ring. Hence wearing of school uniform means going to loathsome place, bringing the idea of uniform being a clothing that we want to be in. 

Also, teachers were viewed as superior beings in schools. The whole class had to greet the teacher at the beginning of every lessons, or respectfully greet the teacher during breaks which they walked past a teacher. And school uniform was like a label to identify the beings. And whenever a teacher walked past students in uniforms, some would even demand greetings if it was not given. I witnessed that if the child was not in uniform ( some parents changed them out after school to bring them out), the same teacher just simply ignored them. Hence, uniform was registered as a label of lowliness over some greater being. 

Even after schools, if we go out in uniforms, the rules usually writes that we have to be of certain behavior as long as we are in uniforms outside. This somehow further enforced my mindset wearing school uniforms controls our behavior and restrict our freedom. What added to this was many entertainment places does not allow students in school uniform to enter. All these really helped in making the school uniforms a socially restrictive item to be in. Definitely not a clothing of choice to wear out for anyone who wants to have fun or let hairs down. 

Also, school's have very specific strict dress-code from top to toe for school uniforms and the associate accessories. This was actively enforced and inspected by teachers in schools. Thus, giving this idea that it is clothing of restrictions. 

What made girls school uniforms more appealing to me as a slave uniform was that we heard of stories that in all-girls school, when the girls need to look for teachers in staffs room, they were expected to phrase their request in a particular manner at the door. Example, good morning Miss, I am XXXX from class XXX, I am looking for Miss XXX. Also, girls school rule books have so specific rules like expectation to act gently and ladylike, even when outside in school uniforms. This really did drilled the ultimate mindset in! Impression is cemented: Being a girl in school uniform is extremely hard and deficult because of unreasonable expectations of behaving ladylike. (maybe this is easy for girls as they may be instinctively submissive, but not to a boy with testosterone). 

This really indeed sealed the fact that being made to wear girls school uniform is the most degrading and uncomfortable clothing to be in. Which makes me particular hoping that my slavery will be as a school girl in full uniform, including school shoes and socks and accessories of what a school girl would have worn to school.- to be a degraded being, forced into specific girly behavior, many restrictions and be disciplined punished accordingly as a school girl. 

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Upcoming post: which school uniform which I am particularly inclined to in a country where we have different designs of uniforms for different schools (unlike some country where everyone wears the same type or similar school uniforms throughout the country)

Part 1-2: Day 1 The initiation

So it begins....

From now on- he is my master..

First he ordered me to surrender all my personal belonging to him. I slowly took out my wallet, unbuckle my watch, took out my hp and emptied all the contents in my pockets and pass it to him. As I am still 'untrained', I just simply and casually passed all this items to him one by one.

I noticed that master is displeased on his facial expression. He remarked: 'Thats not the way for a girl to present things to her master; never mind, you will later be punished for his once your tranfromation is completed. And I will trained you to be a well-behaved submissive gal.. '

I kept quiet, felt scared and feeling blood flushed away from my face.. I did not know how to answer him.

Actually, in fact, he did not give time for me to answer. He started on his next order: Strip down everything and surrender everything you wear folded nicely and place it on the bed.

I did what he told. Took off my t-shirt and shorts, pull down my briefs.. The moment I pull down my brief, I feel so embarrassed, never felt so naked before like nothing on me.. Its so uncomfortable...

I quickly folded my clothes and place it on the bed.

Master remarked again: Now, stand straight, close your eyes and let me inspect you..

I remembered during our discussion that this inspection is on hair.. So having this expectation and knowing what he is doing, I just obeyed..

But what is unexpected is: I hear the sound of duct tape pulling. Sudden shock to me! We did not plan that!... (Yes yes.. the agreement is that he has all rights to deviate the plan because he is the master, but not so fast right). I dare not open my eyes though..

Next, I felt the duct tape sticking to my mouth.. Didn't know duct tape is so sticky. He pressed the duct tape over my mouth, felt suddenly I FELT GAGGED... AND MOUTH SEALED

Then, I could feel some cloth wrapping over my eyes. Oh that I know.. blindfolding..

Next, on each wrist, he cable-tied 3 cable tie like a bracelet. This is what we termed as "bracelet" which will be used to secure me to any objects or even be bounded together.. That way, this 'bracelet is reusable..

After all these were placed on me, I was ordered to place both hands together in front of me. I did as instructed.. I could feel his hand used 2 cable ties tying the 2 wrist bracelet together.

Next, I could hear the sound of chain. That sounds scary especially in blindfolding..

Suddenly, I feel something over my neck.. it don't feel like chain.. What he did was that master has already measured my neck circumference and cut a portion of the PVC rubber hose to that length, then he slipped that chain in through the PVC hose and collared me with it.. This way, the collar will feel stiffer and the PVC hose, being plastic will make me feel more uncomfortable. The chain will keep the neck securely bounded and means no escape once I am chained.

After the PVC hose chain is circled round my neck, I could hear the sound of the lock clipped. I am not officially necked chained. with a tail of chain hanging down. feels the coldness of the chain on my naked body...

that way, there will be no escape..

Next, I could feel master tugging on the neck chain. I COULD FEEL THE JERK on the neck. like signalling me to move.. I instinctively followed where the chain pull. Can't believe how a chain can control me.. I have no idea where I am going, but i could feel master securing the tail end of the chain on something above... (GUESSED HE IS SECURING ME TO SOME HIGH HOOKS SO THAT I CANNOT ADOPT ANY OTHER POSITION OTHER THAN STANDING, bending a little will not be possible as the chain, being secured to top, will not allow)

Next, my hands, already bounded together, he lifted up and cabled tie to the chain right above me.. now I know I cannot bend down or squat down, if not the chain will choke my neck.. In that position, my armpit were exposed as well...

I knew what he was about to do, shave me.. till clean.. First, he used scissors to cut short my armpit and pubic hair.. Then he shaved the armpit, followed by the pubic and my leg hairs as well.. (I shaved my facial hair in the morning before coming to the session, so he need not process me there).. He inspected me all over, found few lose hairs like one near my nipple, which he just simply shaved off as well..

Thereafter, he remarked: Girl, you are shaved, I will give you your last shower.... Enjoy it while you can... (Oh yes, we agreed that shower meant for luxury and a slave is not entitled to use the toilet or shower) He just simply sprayed water over me, mainly to wash away the hairs instead of making me clean..

Now, i figured out where I am, in the toilet!

While splashing water on me with the shower hose, he remarked: "this is also to wash any manhood off you.."

After the wash, could feel he used the towel to wipe my body all over.. to dry me up.. I know that all these act of service by him, I have to later eventually pay him back at least 10-fold.. So deep in my mind, I felt how is this going to be effect on me.. Worried I felt......

After drying, I felt him applying some sweet scented moisturizer all over my body so I may smell girly,... Think he bought it in the supermarket we went.. I FEELS STICKY THOUGH.. FIRST discomfort...

After this cleansing phrase, he removed my blindfold, then released the chain from the HOOK and instruct me to follow him.. I obediently followed him out of the toilet.. There, I could see the whole set of uniform laid on the table with his chosen choice of panty and bra.. The pair of heels...

He temporary removed my chain, cut the bound between the "bracelet".. Now i can move freely again.

HE instruct me to put on the uniform.. I obediently obeyed.

Wearing the uniform...
First, I took the panties and while halfway up my legs, master stopped me. He instructed me to open my legs slightly, standing by the side, push both my testes into the inguinal canal, and pull my penis through my legs to as far back as I could imagine! Oouch!! I could feel the stretch. It felt painful, but i dared not scream.. He managed to stretch to the extend my penis almost touches my anus.. he locked squeezed in in between my butt and instructed me to: close up my legs and pull up the panties.. then after pulling up, did he let go of his hands..

Then he REMARKED: THIS IS THE POSITION OF THIS BODY PART AT ALL TIME! if the position goes off, YOU WILL BE SERVERELY DEALT WITH!

I could only sallow some saliva in.

Sidenote: I had tried the tug and pulling before on my own before.. and with the panties to secure the penis in place. It did not feel as painful as someone does it for me.. The only pain I felt before is eventually some sore pain if it leave it pulled and tucked overnight.. surprisingly, the panties could keep it in position the whole night.. and with mirror, there was no signs of my penis though although there is a sore pain.. Maybe only after awhile, need to re-tuck and pull... which I will find out during this session.. by how many times I will be SEVERELY PUNISHED for having a budge at the front, or the penis is exposed, which a girl should not have in the first place..

Back to dressing up, Next I put the bra on, then the blouse, slowly buttoning it...Lastly the pinafore, I slipped it over my head, when it was in place, I zipped the side up.. immediately I could feel the heat!. Stuffy....

Next I put on the heels, suddenly feel super elevated. but sort of unbalanced and UNCOMFORTABLE.
(We both agreed that this will be the formal version of the uniform, like in formal schools event where heels are worn instead of school shoes)

Then the master passed me a hair band which I instinctively put it on..

Now, I have transformed into a school girl,... But wait, there is a second part, TO BE MASTER's SLAVE...

Immediately, once I am in uniform, new instructions were given: kneel down and bow head slightly, and never to look up..

I obeyed. NEXT HE GIVES A STINGS OF INITIATION INSTRUCTIONS ON BEHAVIOUR

First, he gave me new girly name. He named me Cassandra.. He also gave me a chinese name: Xiao Hui.. As I am now his slave, I have to follow his surname, Lim. So my full name will be: Cassandra Lim Xiao Hui. He instructed that whenever he calls me by my name, I have to respond in a certain way and if have to curtsy..

I was also told not to speak unless given instruction, and even when instruction is given, I can only speak in a gentle and girly manner. And I can never use 1st person pronun.. I can only say: your girl, your slave or the name given to me (and if i have accumulated punishment points, I cannot even use name.)

He said I may eventually have to refer myself as "this slut" or "this sissy"..

My only allowable sitting position is kneeling, and he pointed to be a kneeling spot, that whenever I am not doing anything, I have to be kneeling there. I was also instructed how I should kneel, of cause the girly way will hand neatly placed on the lap..

He also briefed of the punishment points system which he will mentally keep track which I will earn throughout the session. Master will have the final decisions on how many points I have.

The briefing only covers the essentials and he mentioned that I will learn more of his expectations allow the way through punishments. Although I breifed that I may not be immediately punished but may be accumulated in the punishment point.

IN SHORT, I will no longer have rights and never right, I will be regarded as the most lowly being and have to serve and please my master... and behave in the most girly and slave-like manner.

After he briefed me.. I was told to go to the kneeling corner and have my last proper meal, which he packet from me. Instinctively, I just stood up and walked toward the packet food..

There, I was immediately stopped! Master shouted: STOP!!!!!

He shouted: you misBEhaved girl, why didnt you say"yes master" before standing up.. you have also got to say: Thank you Master for allowing Cassandra to eat" and when you stand up, you did not curtsy! Next you walk like a man, with head up, you are not supposed to lift up your head. And you are not supposed to turn your back to me! In such short time, you commited 7 mistakes, MOST OF IT ARE BIG MISTAKES!

I stood facing him frozen, not knowing what to response.. Think I am in deep trouble! I just stood there staring down..

He continued: You will surely be punished for this little girl...... SEVERELY PUNISHED! Is that cleared!

I replied: Yes Master, I am sorry

Oh not!

He raised his voice again: Another mistake, NOTED..

Seems like I have to pay alot of punishment to learn.. I am starting to regret to have this session..

I chokingly replied: Cassasandra is sorry, Master, I will not do it again..

Oh no! another blunder!

This time, Master is not happy any more..

He stood up and ordered: walk to that chair, bend over on the chair!

I turned to walk.. Oh no! another mistake! I did not acknowledge! I did not curtsy after that! I turned my back again!

GUESSED SUCH PROTOCOL IS NOT A 2ND NATURE TO ME..

Master remarked instantly, this time in a singing manner: More mistakes.. Noted..

When I bend over the chair, my mind thought, going to be caned so soon.. feel little scared..

Master pulled up my skirt at the back, pull down my panties.. (Oh no, must remember, not my panties, because I cannot own anything) Should learn to say, pull down the panties, suddenly, felt a sudden JAB into my anus.. He just jabbed a tampons into my anus! Ouch! the suddenness of it really is painful.

Then he pulled back up the panties and said: now, go eat, remember to thank me for the small small punishment..Your main punishment will come later!  you will have this tampon remain in you throughout, if you remove it yourself, more severe punishment will come! Only time it can come out is when I give permission. IS THAT CLEAR!!????!!!

I slowly and carefully replied (words now seems hard to speak, maybe because of the fear struck on me now): Yes Master......... Cassandra is clear.... Cassandra thank master for the punishment.... Permission for Cassandra to go eat?"

Master: Thats better, but can be improved, talk in higher pitch next time! Now go!

Cassandra: Yes Master (This time I remembered to curtsy and walk few steps back before gently taking the packet from the table to the kneeling corner)

To be continued......

Next: Last proper meal..
Preview

Usually, my normal routine, I would eat fast and scope food and briefly bite and swallow, so I just merely brought this habit into this session, not know I have to pay a high price just with regard to food alone....

Part 1-1: 4 days 3 nights of being a forced school girl in uniform

Part 1-1

Day 1: Pre-session

Woke up by 8am this morning. Today is going to be the 1st day of our long awaited session that my potential master and I has planned for months. Finally, I am going to live up my fantasy of being a slave school girl in full school uniform to be trained and serve my beloved master.

The master managed to book a chalet for our 4 days 3 nights session, where I will be forced-transform into a lowly sissy school girl and remain as it until the end of the session.

We agreed there will be no safe words involved. It will be as realistic as it gets. Only way out is when the time reaches the end of session.

Once the session starts, I can only be out when the session reaches the end. Crying, regret, or even pity from master will not be any EXCUSES to end the session. It is a one-way ticket- and I was the advocate of that during our month long discussion.

Our meeting is at 10am near one of the heartlands central in Singapore. After linking up, we will both go around to places to purchase the items required for the session before booking into the chalet. That includes sets of school uniforms from uniform shop, girly underwears and all the items required for the session.

We have to get everything from scratch because I purged all the school uniforms I collected many years ago in fear that some of my family members would find out about my hidden fantasy.

Now, I have reached the meet-up point, half hour early because I am not prepare to risk punishment. My heart has been skipping beats, maybe because of the partial anxious of the potential physical, emotional and mental pain I have to endure, or the excitement of finally being able to experience the fantasy. Many thoughts keep going through my mind, like how am I going to feel being caned, or always having to kneel down as sitting positions etc. Although my potential master and I spent countless late nights the past few months discussing on what will happen during the session, they are only just imaginations. Today will be the REAL THING!

We all know REAL thing will usually deviate from the FANTASY.... Thoughts like what if it is not as 'enjoyable' as what I have fantasy about? How? Thoughts of running away from the sessions started creeping in..

But no! This fantasy has been dwelling on my mind for a long time..... Not just weeks or months.. But years!!! I started developing this fantasy ever the age of 12.. I am already in my early 30s! There were times when I flushed it away.. But it always REVISITED me and got me up late at nights fantasizing about it! Ran away from it long enough! I do not want to regret in my old age that I have gone through this experience. WE ONLY LIVE LIFE ONCE!!!

My potential master arrived on time. He saw me sitting at Macs and approached me. We greeted each other and talked briefly before setting off to buy the stuffs.

Note our cordial meetup instead of and D/S greetings. We both agreed that the roles will kink in at the point of the INITIATION PROCESS. Before the session, I am still a normal human being and he will be my friend.

First stop, we drop by the uniform shop. Measurement for my size was done prior to today. So we know the size of the uniforms to purchase. And we have agreed on the type of school uniforms I will be wearing for the session.

We will be having 2 sets of different uniforms:

Set 1 - School uniform consist of white blouse and pinafore with zipper at the side
This uniform looks STUFFY to be worn the whole day. I once owned one of it and I sort of agreed, especially once I zipped up the pinafore, it will tighten the whole uniform. It will definitely feel stuffy and start sweating. Needless to say, This set of uniforms will be worn for most parts of the session.. That includes to sleep in -if I am even given a proper sleep in the first place.

We got 2 pairs of school socks there as well

We have to go a different uniform shop to purchase the other set of uniform:
We had few choices, we may even purchase both so got more choice for my potential master:

Set 2- preferably a 1 piece dress uniform that can be worn over the Set 1 or be easily changed into. This is what we nicknamed as 'service (additional) uniform'. The name itself explains alot.
During the session, I am expected to soil the set 1 uniforms until become very sweaty and smelly, which is definitely not acceptable and will render SERIOUS punishment for soiling the uniform, but we do not want to ignore the possibility. So as the name suggest, when I comes a time when I gets too smelly or dirty for my master and when I need to perform services (eg. being a chair for master, service him in close proximity etc) I can be ordered to either change to 'service uniform' or wear it over the set 1 to cover the dirt and smell so that I will not offend or discomfort my master.

Afterall, I do not deserve any comfort in the session, likewise, the master deserves full comfort!

Panties and bra buying-
Enroute to the second shop, we dropped by the heartland corridor stalls which sells cheap underwear, like 3 for $10 kind. Potential master and I each picked 3 piece of panties each. We both decided that that I will be wearing the bikini types of panty, material not important. What more can we expect from such stalls. Anyway. I choose mostly the mild coloured panties and my potential choose the more colourful types.

The stall also sells bra. We both agreed that we will choose the simple looking bra because thats what school girls would have worn to school. Since the cheap price, we got 2 sets of T-shirt bra and 2 sets of sports bra.

In total, we bought 6 panties and 4 bras.

After paying, while walking away, my potential master cheekily whispered to my ear: 'you will not have a chance to wear all theses' and smiled.

He is true. Because most probably I will be permanently wearing one set of bra the whole session, not allowed to remove it. And 1 panties the whole time until it gets extremely soiled, then the master will stuff that panty into my mouth as gag and make me wear a fresh pair. I may be forced to wear back the dirty panty after the gagging.

His comment, though true, set shivers down me. Its the first sign of his domination over me for the day.

Thereafter, we go various other shops around singapore to buy different items.
Got a pair of school shoes
pair of plain black 4 inches stiletto court shoes.

Oh yes! did I mention, the attire for the whole session is full school uniforms including footwear and hair accessories..
So means at all time, I will either be in school shoes or high heels..

Generally as s guide: sleeping time and admin time will be school shoes, and day time or 'party' evening in heels.

So further list of items includes:
many bags of cable tie of different sizes
cane
Cling wraps from plastic shops
2 small pail (one for me to shit and pee, one for washing thing in if there is need)
3 m long chains
small pad locks
rubber hose
Tampons
and many more items to be used for the session... We managed to rushed all these'errands' by 2pm, potential master drives, makes it easier... We agreed that any other items we missed out, he will go out again during the session to purchase.

We went to a nearby eatery for lunch. We agreed that I will not have lunch, but instead packet the food for me to consume during the session as my 'last proper meal'.. He ordered his food and ate while I sat opposite him watching. He ate quite fast though. Then he went to the economic rice stall to packet rice with few dishes for me... His choice not mine...

We then proceed to check in to the chalet..

The chalet is quite a spacious landed dwelling with floor tiles and ample space to have our session. It is also 2 storey with only a room at the top which gives the master much space to exploit on his creativity on his subject.

After checking in, we both unloaded all our items we bought into the chalet. After the last items were laid on the floor. My soon to be master just asked: Ready?

I sighed and replied: Yes..

It begins...... The initiation process