Little Missy is the imaginary character and property of missy linc.  Any reproduction and or copies may be made with the proper accreditation to missy linc.

Again this story is imaginary and has no basis in known fact or other fictional characters or settings at the time of its creation.  This is fantasy.  Fantasy is not real.  No crimes were committed in the writing of this pretend situation.  It is just the expression of the author’s active creativity.  All of the actions made by these made-up characters is consensual and all participants are in the mind of the author to be at least twenty-five years old.

And so, on with the story…

The Perils of Little Missy

The adventure continues - 17

By missy linc

“Little missy come here.”

I scurried to the room my Mistress called.  I checked myself in the mirror and gently knocked on the door.  I then stood to the side of the doorway to await my further instructions.

“Enter.”

I involuntarily curtsied and then quietly opened the door faced Mistress and curtsied.  “Yes Ma’am.” I bowed my head looking four feet on the floor ahead of me.

“Come, kneel next to my desk and you may face me.”  I hurried to the floor next to my Mistress’ desk.

“Look at me.”  She commanded.

I turned my head up and looked into her beautiful eyes.  I was shaking with the honor of looking at her directly.  She noticed my quiver.

“Do you like my mother?”

“Oh yes, Mistress very much so.  I enjoy waiting and serving her.”

“No, I didn’t ask if you enjoyed serving her, I asked if you liked her.”

“Mistress, my feelings are not important.  Serving you and those you command me to serve is all that is important to me.”

“Good answer, but I noticed you looked away.  Does this mean you don’t like my mother?”

“I obey her Mistress to the best of my abilities.”

“My mother has been with us for the holidays and I assigned you to her as her personal maid.”

Yes Ma’am, thank you Ma’am.”

“It seems that you have become quite her little shadow.  It seems that you know her needs better than you know mine.  Is that true?”

Oh no! Ma’am, if I may say, you are much like your mother and learning her ways was very simple with you as my model.”

“I see you do take care of her.”

“I obey you Mistress.”

“Go kneel in the corner girl.”

“Yes, Ma’am, thank you Ma’am.”

I knelt in the corner looking at the wall.  I tried not to think of anything since I never know how long I will be there.  In the background I hear Mistress call on the phone and after some conversation, she got up and left the room.  I stay kneeling in the corner.

After watching the shadows shift from mid-day to somewhat late afternoon I hear two sets of high heels and then the door burst open.

“See, I told you she would be where I left her.”

“Yes, I see I should never doubt my daughter again.”  They both laughed.  I remained motionless.

I hate myself and I love my life.  If I didn’t have my permanent chastity rings I probably would be hard as a rock right now.  No well deserving man would ever live in dresses their whole life.  But then not many men get into the inner world of women even if it is just to serve and obey.  I get a thrill when my owners and me play dress up with me as the doll.  I love to see a glint of satisfaction after I spend an afternoon preparing dinner.  I get a certain pride knowing that when my Mistress retires for the day she will rest on clean and ironed sheets.  When she awakes I like having the shoes she wore from the previous day cleaned and placed properly in her closet.

I love dressing her in the mornings or when she goes out on the town.  Even though I will do all the cleaning and ironing of her clothes when she returns. I like having my Mistress looking good and her enjoyment of herself knowing she looks good.

Of course sex with her has never been allowed.  She has always been open with her relationships with me but I am her slave and maid and she would never look at me in that way.  A couple of years ago she was concerned that she was having all the sexual fun and I wasn’t having any.  I told her I masturbated after my chores were done and she was asleep. 

Her response was that maybe if I couldn’t have any sexual release that I wouldn’t think about what I was missing as much and had my chastity rings installed.  Her philosophy was if I couldn’t do it, I wouldn’t think about it, and thus be a better maid since I wouldn’t have those “little distractions.”  I have never told her that my thoughts have never abated but this sissy sure can’t play with herself anymore.

“Missy,” her voice broke my reverie, “you may join my mother and me when we are having our after dinner drinks.  Attach the elbow cuffs across your back and then lock the leather wrist cuffs across your front.  We don’t want you to be able to use your arms but we may need you to hold a tray, and lock on the penis gag with the hole.”

I went to my room to prepare and wait.

At seven I went down to the dining room.  The door was open and I entered and curtsied and then stood to the side of the walkway.  After several minutes, Mistress looked over and waved me to her.

I curtsied and moved to her side.  Her mother and her were talking and sitting on the sofa.  Mistress gave me a hand signal to kneel.  I was just out of earshot so I really couldn’t hear what they were saying.  It did seem that they were having a good time.  Every once in a while Danielle, the new slave would refill their drinks and retire to the bar area and await her commands.

Mistress gave me the hand signal to move closer and positioned me facing the sofa about five feet away and signaled me to again kneel.

“Mother, don’t be mad but I changed my mind.”  Mistress suddenly said.

“And what is that, as if I could ever get mad at you,” they both had a long laugh at that one.

“I know it’s your birthday, I promised you, and you wanted my show puppy, but I decided I’m going to keep her, show her, and then breed her.”  This was the first time I have ever seen Mistress seem hesitant.  “You know those dogs are my hobby and as silly it seems, I like winning the trophies.  Maybe I just like having another animal just doing what I want but I am well known in the circles and I have never seen a dog with such natural promise.”

“Ah honey, is that what all this big build up is all about?  I wanted that puppy and you know I carried you for nine months and the challenges you gave me when you were growing up always having to do things your way.”  They both laughed.  “It’s ok, I’m getting to old and set in my ways anyway to have a puppy underfoot.” 

“I don’t want you to leave empty handed and you have your van all set up with the cage and every thing, so I’m giving you little missy.”  I nearly fainted.

“Oh I don’t know dear, little missy did take good care of me but I don’t want a maid, I wanted a puppy.”

“I know mom, but I have been watching you this last week and you definitely seem to enjoy the constant pampering.  From the way little missy licks your toes in the morning to the massages she gives you as you are about to go to sleep.”

Her mom replied, “I don’t know, I don’t have the money to care for another human.”

“MOM, that’s the best part.  I have been training little missy here to require the same care and attention as a dog.”  Mistress was very enthusiastic.  “Little missy eats all her meals out of dog dishes now anyway.  You can either feed her table scraps or if you are going out just open a can and dump it in.  Little missy will eat anything that’s in her dish.  And better than a real dog she will thank you and wash all the dishes after she eats!”

“She can either sleep like she does here leashed to the foot of your bed or leashed to a dog bed or in your dog cage, it doesn’t matter.  When you get tired of having her around you can put her out in the kennel of just tie her up in the closet.  Either way she is already housebroken.”

“No real dog will wait on you, do your laundry, keep your place spotless and then you can get rid of whenever you want.  Little missy is the best pet you can have.  I’ll even throw in all her uniforms.”

“You still love me even though you can’t get the puppy?”

“I really wanted that dog.  So what happens if I don’t like little missy after I get her home?” her mother asked.

“I’ll take her back.” Mistress huffed.  “Of course if you do, little missy will be severely punished for a long time for displeasing you.”

“You say that as if I should care.” Her mom said.  “If little missy ever does anything I don’t like she will feel the whip.  I think you are too soft on your slaves.  I believe in hard and often.  I want my slave to fear me more than love me.”

“So, we have a deal?”

“Yes honey, I could never refuse you.”

“Thank you,” Mistress said, “You won’t regret this.”

Her mom said, “I all ready have but since little missy will live in the cage and eat all meals on the floor and accept all punishments, I’m willing to give it a try.”

“You know what?” Mistress asked.  “ I saved the best for last.”  Missy stand up and lift the front of your dress.”

Behind my tears I stood up curtsied and moved closer to them with my skirt held up.

Mistress then bragged, “Little missy is neutered.  I had her put in chastity a couple years ago and since then she can’t even get an erection.  She is a true sissy in all definitions of the word.  You won’t have to worry about her trying to hump your leg or anything since she can’t do anything anyway.  Her mind will always be on the job.”

“That’s a hoot!” mom giggled.  “That’s perfect, so I can have her attend to my more personal needs?”

“Yep, and she will thank you for letting her pull your old tampons out with her teeth.  What puppy will do that?” Mistress asked.

“Well then, let’s box her up. I have a long drive tomorrow.  I think we should let little missy sleep in her new home, the cage, so she can start getting used to her new life.”  Her mom stated.  “Wait those are your good cuffs on her.  I don’t want you to give me those too.”

“But mom, Mistress pleaded, “What are you going to use on little missy?”

“Oh, I still have that old stuff I used on the old help that I worked to death.  Take the good stuff and just let me use some old handcuffs for little missy’s trip.  After all she not worth even that.”

“I don’t think you want to wrinkle her uniform so I recommend she travel in only diapers, you know prevent any accidents.”

“You do think of every thing.” Her mom, my new owner replied.

Mistress then said to me. “Stand, Stay.”

She then removed all my clothing and left me standing completely naked, except for my chastity rings.  They told me to put my arms behind me and they handcuffed them together.  Mistress then showed her mom the attachment ring on my chastity for leashes and other securing purposes.  Her mom slyly smiled and hinted that I may have more rings attached to make it possible to secure me to multiple objects at the same time.  She also inspected my complete body and looked at my backside and said that I would be expanded so I can provide party entertainment.  She then look disgusted when caressing my scrotum and said to her daughter that she had some ideas that she is going to try out.

Mistress pulled up some adult diapers on me and tapped me on my butt and admonished me to hurry along to the garage.  I waited in the cool garage for what seemed ages.  Then Danielle walked in with the car keys open the back of the van, opened the cage and pointed for me to get in.  Not knowing what else to do I complied.  Once in I heard behind me the distinct click of a lock.  The door then slammed shut and moment later the lights went out and the door to the house closed.

In the dark I noticed there was a blanket in the cage and I tried to wrap myself as best I could with my wrists secured behind me and in the cramped size which would not allow me to lay flat.

Just as I was about to cry myself to sleep I heard the van door open and my spirits rose thinking it was all a joke but then without saying anything Danielle place my uniforms and a small case in the back with me.  I knew it was real.

After a good cry and fitful sleep I was awaken by the sound of the garage door opening.  Mistress and her mom were hugging in the drive saying good byes.  Then they both walked to the back of the van.  Danielle opened the door and placed more luggage around me.  Danielle then unlocked the cage and felt my diaper to see if it needed replacing.   It did.  She took off the old one used a couple handy wipes and placed me in a new diaper.

Mistress then came over.  “Little missy you have been a good maid and slave.  If you weren’t, I would never have given you to the one I love the most, my mom.  With this in mind, you must know, if my mom returns you or you disobey or fail in anyway and I have ever a reason to see you again at this house, you will wish you were dead.  I will not punish you but torture you, then turn you over to professional disciplinarians for at least a month.  If you survive then I will promptly sell you to the first offer I get.  Good by.”

Her mom came over and brought her daughter with her.  “I have been thinking all night what I want to have done to little missy.  When you see her in the Spring when you visit, I am sure you won’t even recognize her.  You know I love my piercings and modifications.  I hope I can hold myself back so I can get some good old fashion maid service out of her, but sometimes I just get carried away.  Oh well.”

She then pulled my head toward her and put told me it is a long drive.  Danielle then came over and placed a dog dish with the cold table scraps from diner and breakfast and told me to eat.  I did.  It was pretty disgusting.

My Mistress said, “See, I told you she eats anything in her bowl.”

My new owner then laughed that she wonders how bad the cramps will be.  Reaching over she place earplugs in me and a blanket over my new home.  I was shaking in fear and missing Mistress when I felt my stomach move.