Chapter 1: Introduction
Jesté is getting tired of having Julie on her back, asking what she's doing, or when such and such task like dinner will be done.
Years ago, Julie had mentioned to Jesté that she'd wish to be seen as a sissy maid and server her, but Jesté always worried about what neighbours would think or say.
Her patience getting thin, she wonders what it would be like if Julie really took the maid role and served her, instead of annoying her.
As she imagines Julie in her sissy maid outfit, along with a big butt plug, doing all chores and obeying all her demands, including those who risk exposing her to neighbours, she comes to the sudden realization that this may well be what Julie wanted all this time, to submit entirely as a submissive sissy, and be viewed as a real sissy slut yearning to please cock.
With this in mind, Jesté starts to devise a plan to make Julie a most appealing offer to officially become her sissy maid, in exchange for Julie to prove that is what she really wants.
She sets out to plan on getting Julie to do everything she asks which includes getting the maid to do things outside their apartment and risk being seen by their neighbours in her sissy costume.
Her plans of getting Julie to expose herself more and more would even be funnier and more efficient if the maid's costume was more colorful, so she plans to introduce a pink costume to serve as punishment for disobeying, pushing Julie further in accepting her new role.
It's not until a few weeks later that Jesté deems Julie ready to reveal her true identity, and it's as she is sitting on the couch watching TV when she tells Julie to come here, with an excited spark in her eyes.
"Hey, Julie! You know what I've been thinking about?" Jesté says, gesturing with the remote in her hand. "I've been thinking that maybe you should start wearing that sissy maid outfit of yours more often. What do you say to that?"
Julie's ears perk up and her eyes widen with excitement. "I'd love to, ma'am!" she squeals, hopping off the bed and rushing towards the closet to grab her outfit.
Jesté chuckles and shakes her head. "Hold on there, Julie. I'm not done yet."
Julie turns around, a crestfallen expression on her face. "What do you mean, ma'am?" she asks, her voice timid.
"I mean," Jesté says, standing up from the couch and walking over to Julie, "if you're going to be my sissy maid, then you're going to do more than just wear the outfit and do chores.
You're going to follow my every command, no matter how embarrassing or revealing it may be. Understood?"
Julie nods eagerly, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Yes, ma'am! I understand!"
Jesté smiles and takes a step closer to Julie, their bodies almost touching now. "Good girl. In that case, I want you to start by wearing a butt plug every time you serve me from now on, including when you go outside to do errands for me.
I want everyone to see that my maid is a dirty little slut who loves to be used. Plus, I know how much you love the feeling of being filled up, don't you?" Jesté winks, reaching over to give Julie's ass a playful squeeze.
Julie's eyes widen even further, but she quickly nods in agreement. "I'll do as you say!"
"Good. Now, get dressed and plugged, and take the trash out." Jesté orders as she puts on a daring smile.
Julie rushes to the closet and starts putting on her sexy french maid outfit, the sheer fabric hugging her body, giving glimpses of her fair skin and black lace lingerie underneath. She grabs the butt plug and lubricant from the top shelf and heads to the bathroom. Once in there, she sighs at the thought of how big the plug is, but her excitement to serve Jesté overpowers her hesitation.
She lubes it up, before inserting it slowly at first, then more forcefully as it slides in. The feeling of it stretching her hole and filling her up makes her moan a little.
Now that she's ready, the risk of being seen by neighbours makes Julie nervous.
But she knows she wants to prove herself worthy to Jesté, to serve and please her.
So, she pushes her embarrassment aside and exits the bathroom, butt plug in place.
Jesté raises an eyebrow as she enters the living room, already wearing the tight French maid outfit. "Well, look at you," Jesté says, a devious grin spreading across her face. "Such a good little sissy maid for me."
Julie blushes, as she picks up the trash bags, wondering if there's a chance a neighbours might see her. She's also unsure which she'd prefer, as the thought of being seen is appealing.
She reaches the waste chute without meeting anyone, but on her way back, the elevator door opens right in front of her as she passes, coming face to face with 2 young women.
The girls immediately giggled as they saw the sissy maid.
Julie froze, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. Once the initial shock passed, she started walking towards her apartment.
The girls watched her, whispering and giggling behind their hands. Julie could feel their eyes on her, and it made her feel both humiliated and strangely aroused. She quickened her pace, eager to escape their gaze.
As she entered the apartment, Jesté was waiting for her, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. "Well, did you have a nice little walk, my dear?" she asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Julie nodded, her cheeks still flushed. "Yes, ma'am," she mumbled, her voice barely above a whisper.
Jesté chuckled and walked over to her, running a hand down Julie's back.
"You know, I think you enjoyed that more than you're letting on. I could see the way you were blushing, the way you were practically squirming with excitement." She leaned in close, her voice dropping to a low, sultry whisper. "I think you're a dirty little sissy who loves being seen, who loves being used and humiliated."
Julie's breath hitched, and she could feel her heart pounding in her chest. Jesté was right; the humiliation had felt so good.
The way the girls had looked at her, the way they had whispered and giggled, it had made her feel alive in a way she hadn't felt in years. She could still feel the heat of their eyes on her, the way they had made her feel like a dirty little slut. And she loved it.
Jesté seemed to sense it, because she stepped closer, her hand moving from Julie's back to her ass, giving it a firm squeeze. "You liked that, didn't you?" she asked, her voice low and husky. "You liked being seen, being humiliated."
Julie nodded, her breath coming in short gasps. "Yes, ma'am," she whispered.
"I did. I loved it."
"You're such a filthy little slut, aren't you?" she murmured. "You love being used, don't you? You love being a dirty little maid who loves to suck cock."
"We're going to have to find you a client." Jesté said, her voice stern and commanding. "Somebody to use you, to fuck you like the dirty little slut you are."
Julie's eyes widened, her heart pounding in her chest. "A client, ma'am?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Yes, a client." Jesté nodded, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "Somebody who will pay you to suck his cock, to fuck you like a little whore. You'll be my little sissy slut, and you'll do whatever I say."
Julie's breath hitched, and she felt so horny at the thought. "Yes, ma'am," she whispered, her voice filled with desire.
"I'll do whatever you say."
Jesté smiled, her eyes gleaming with lust. "Good girl," she murmured, her hand still on Julie's ass. "I'm going to make you my little whore, and you're going to love it."
"For now get me a coffee, and take care of the dishes, and we'll set up a profile for you on a sissy dating site." Jesté ordered, sitting down on the couch and crossing her legs.
Julie nodded eagerly, rushing to the kitchen to prepare Jesté's coffee. As she was washing the dishes, she could feel the butt plug moving inside her, reminding her of her new role. She loved the feeling of it, the way it filled her up and stretched her hole.
Once the dishes were done, she brought Jesté her coffee and sat down on the couch next to her, her heart pounding with excitement. Jesté took a sip of her coffee and then turned to Julie, a serious expression on her face.
"Now, let's get you set up on this site.
I want you to find a client who will pay you to suck his cock, to fuck you like the dirty little slut you are." Julie nodded eagerly, her eyes gleaming with excitement. She sat down at the laptop, her fingers trembling slightly as she typed in the website address.
As she scrolled through the profiles, she felt a sense of anticipation building inside her. She was going to be a sissy slut, a whore for hire, and she couldn't wait to start.
Jesté watched her, a smirk playing on her lips. "You're so eager, aren't you?" she said, her voice low and sultry.
"I want you to find someone tonight, Julie. Someone who will use you, who will make you feel like the dirty little slut you are."
Julie's breath hitched, her heart pounding in her chest. She scrolled through the profiles, her eyes widening at the explicit pictures and descriptions. She could feel her desire growing with each profile she looked at.
"Here," she said, pointing to a profile of a man named John. "He looks... promising."
Jesté leaned over, her eyes scanning the profile. "Mmm, he does indeed. He's looking for a sissy slut to use and abuse.
His profile picture shows a thick, veiny cock, hard and ready. Julie swallows hard, her ass pussy throbbing at the sight of it. Jesté nods, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "Contact him. Tell him you're new, that you're eager to please. Tell him you'll do anything he wants."
Julie's fingers tremble as she types out a message, her heart pounding in her chest. She can feel Jesté's eyes on her, watching her every move. It makes her even more excited, more eager to please.
John responds quickly, his message explicit and demanding. He wants to know what she looks like, what she can do for him.
Julie sends him a picture of herself in her maid outfit, the one Jesté made her wear earlier. The one that shows off her curves, her ass, her tits. She can feel Jesté's eyes on her, watching her as she types out a message, telling him she'll do anything he wants, that she's a dirty little sissy slut who loves to suck cock. "I want you to come to my place tonight, dressed like that. I want you to suck my cock, you little slut.
I want you to get on your knees and take it all in your mouth. I want to fuck your face until you gag on my cock. Do you understand me, you little whore?"
Julie nods eagerly, her heart pounding in her chest. "Yes, sir," she whispers, her voice filled with desire. She can feel her asshole clenching around the butt plug. She can't wait to please this man, to be used by him.
She can feel the anticipation building inside her, her pussy throbbing with desire. She looks up at Jesté, her eyes filled with excitement and lust. "I want to go, ma'am," she says, her voice barely above a whisper. "I want to please him."
Jesté smiles, her eyes gleaming with lust. "Good girl," she murmurs, her hand moving to Julie's thigh, giving it a firm squeeze. "I knew you would be eager to please. Now, let's get you ready."
She stands up and walks over to the closet, pulling out a small bag. "Here," she says, handing it to Julie.
"Take this with you. It's a little something extra to make sure you're nice and ready for your client."
Julie takes the bag, her eyes widening as she peeks inside and sees a large, black dildo and a bottle of lube. "What's this for, ma'am?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper.
Jesté chuckles, a wicked gleam in her eyes. "Well, I want you to be nice and stretched out for your client, don't I? I want you to be ready to take his cock like a good little slut. So, you're going to use that dildo to fuck yourself, to get your asshole nice and loose.
You're going to do it right here, right now, while I watch. And then, you're going to get dressed, and you're going to go to John's place and give him the best fucking blowjob he's ever had.
Julie nods, her heart pounding in her chest. She can feel her pussy throbbing, her asshole clenching around the butt plug. She's never been so turned on, so eager to please.
She takes the dildo and the lube out of the bag, her hands trembling slightly. She looks up at Jesté, her eyes filled with lust and desire. "Yes, ma'am," she whispers.
Jesté smirks and gestures to the couch. "Get on your knees and show me how you're going to please John tonight."
Julie eagerly complies, kneeling on the couch, her ass sticking out. She lubes up the dildo, her hands shaking with anticipation.
She brings the dildo to her asshole, rubbing it against her puckered hole, teasing herself. She moans, her eyes fluttering closed. "That's it, you little slut," Jesté murmurs, her voice low and husky.
"Tease yourself with that big cock. Show me how you're going to take it all in your ass tonight."
Julie moans, her breath coming in short gasps as she presses the head of the dildo against her tight hole. She pushes it in slowly, inch by inch, her body tensing as it stretches her open. She can feel the thick shaft filling her up, the way it pushes against her insides, making her feel so full.
"Fuck, that's so good," she whispers, her eyes fluttering closed as she pushes the dildo deeper into her ass. She can feel Jesté's eyes on her, watching her every move, and it makes her even more turned on.
She starts to move the dildo in and out of her ass, her body moving in rhythm with the thrusts. She moans, her breath coming in short gasps as she fucks herself with the dildo, her body shaking with pleasure.
Jesté watches her, her eyes gleaming with lust as she sees Julie's body moving, her ass cheeks clenching around the dildo. "That's it, you little slut," she murmurs, her voice low and husky. "Fuck yourself like a good little whore. Show me how you're going to take John's cock like a good little slut."
Julie moans, her body moving faster as she fucks herself with the dildo.
She can feel her asshole stretching, the thick shaft pushing against her insides, making her feel so full. She can feel the pleasure building inside her, her body shaking with need.
"Fuck, ma'am," she moans, her voice filled with desire. "I'm so close. I need to come." "Not yet, you little slut. You're going to come when John says you can come."
Julie nods, her body shaking with need. She can feel the orgasm building inside her, her body tensing as she fights to hold back.
Jesté watches her, a wicked grin on her face. "That's right, you little slut. You're going to come for me, aren't you? You're going to come all over that big dildo, like the dirty little whore you are."
Julie nods, her breath coming in short gasps. "Yes, ma'am," she moans, her body shaking as she fucks herself harder and faster with the dildo. "I'm going to come, ma'am. I can't hold it back anymore."
Jesté chuckles, a low, sultry sound. "Good girl," she murmurs, her hand moving to Julie's ass, giving it a firm squeeze.
"Now, get dressed and get ready for your client. I want you to look your best for him."
Julie nods eagerly, her body still shaking with desire. She stands up, her legs wobbly as she makes her way to the closet to grab her clothes. She quickly puts on a pair of black lace panties and a matching bra, her heart pounding with anticipation.
She turns to Jesté, her eyes filled with lust and desire. "I'm ready, ma'am," she says, her voice barely above a whisper. Now, let's get you to John's place."
"Take a Uber to his place. I want you to be on time, you little slut. And remember, you're to do whatever he says. You're his to use tonight."
Julie nods eagerly, her heart pounding in her chest as she exits the building in her attire, making her shy as there are a few people here and there, as she makes her way to the sidewalk to meet the Uber.
She can feel the eyes of strangers on her, and it makes her feel both humiliated and strangely aroused. She can't wait to get to John's place and please him.
The Uber arrives, and she gets in. As they drive, she can't help but think about what's about to happen. She's never done anything like this before, never been with a stranger like this. But she knows she wants it, she wants to be used, to be a dirty little slut for John.
The car pulls up to a nice apartment building, and Julie takes a deep breath before getting out and making her way inside.
She takes the elevator up to the fifth floor and knocks on the door. A moment later, the door swings open, revealing a tall, muscular man with dark hair and a thick beard. He's dressed in a simple white t-shirt and jeans, but Julie can see the bulge in his pants, and it makes her hornier.
"John?"
He nods, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "Come in, little slut," he says, stepping aside to let her enter. "I've been waiting for you."
Julie steps inside, her heart pounding in her chest.
John closes the door behind her, his eyes roaming over her body, taking in her sissy maid outfit. He smirks, a look of lust in his eyes. "You're even hotter than your pictures," he says, his voice low and husky.
Julie blushes, her cheeks burning with embarrassment and excitement. "Thank you, sir," she whispers, her voice barely audible.
John chuckles, his hand moving to her chin, tilting her head up so she's looking at him. "You're not here to be shy, little slut. You're here to please me.
Now, get on your knees and show me what that pretty little mouth of yours can do." He releases her chin and gestures to the floor, his eyes gleaming with lust. She sinks to her knees, her eyes locked onto John's crotch. She can see the outline of his hard cock through his jeans, and it makes her mouth water with anticipation.
"Unbuckle my belt, whore," he orders, his voice stern. Julie reaches up, her fingers trembling slightly as she unbuckles his belt, then pops open the button of his jeans. She can hear him breathing heavily above her, his eyes watching her every move.
She pulls down his zipper, her heart pounding in her chest. His cock springs free, hard and veiny, already leaking precum. Julie's mouth waters at the sight of it, her ass pussy throbbing with desire.
"Fuck, you're a dirty little slut, aren't you?" John growls, his hand moving to her hair, gripping it tightly. "You love sucking cock, don't you? You love being a little whore for me."
Julie nods eagerly, her eyes locked onto his cock. She leans forward, her tongue darting out to lick the precum from the tip. John groans, his grip on her hair tightening. "That's it, you little slut.
Suck my cock like a good little whore," John growls, his voice low and commanding. Julie obeys, taking the head of his cock into her mouth, her lips stretching around the thick shaft. She can taste the salty precum, feel the heat of his skin against her tongue. She sucks gently at first, her head bobbing up and down as she takes more of him into her mouth. John groans, his grip on her hair tightening, pulling her head back until she's gagging on his cock.
"Fuck, that's it. Take it all, you little slut.
You're going to take every inch of my cock like a good little whore." Julie nods, her eyes watering as she struggles to take more of him into her mouth. She can feel the head of his cock hitting the back of her throat, making her gag. But she doesn't stop. She can't stop. She wants to please him, to make him feel good. She wants to be his little slut, his dirty little whore.
John groans, his hips thrusting forward, fucking her mouth with his cock. Julie can feel the thick shaft sliding in and out of her mouth, her lips stretched wide around the girth of him.
She can hear the wet sounds of her mouth working on his cock, the slurping and sucking noises filling the room. She can feel John's grip on her hair tightening, pulling her head back and forth as he fucks her mouth with his cock.
"Fuck, you're a good little slut," John growls, his voice low and husky. "You take my cock like a champ. You love sucking it, don't you? You love being my little whore." Julie nods eagerly, her mouth full of John's cock, her eyes watering as she struggles to take him deeper. She can feel her pussy throbbing, her asshole clenching around the butt plug, the pleasure building inside her with each thrust of John's cock into her mouth. "You're going to make me come, you little slut. You're going to make me come in your mouth, and you're going to swallow every drop, aren't you?"
Julie nods again, her eyes locked onto John's, her mouth working feverishly on his cock.
She can feel the heat of his body, the tension in his muscles as he fucks her mouth with abandon. The taste of his precum is intoxicating, and she can't get enough of it.
John groans, his grip on her hair tightening as he fucks her mouth harder and faster. Take it all. Take my cock like a good little whore." His hips move in a rhythm, his cock sliding in and out of her mouth with ease.
She can feel the head of his cock hitting the back of her throat, making her gag, but she loves it. She loves the feeling of being used, of being his little slut. She can feel her own desire building, her ass throbbing with need.
"Fuck, you're a good little cocksucker," John grunts, his grip on her hair tightening. "You love it, don't you? You love being on your knees, taking my cock like a good little whore."
Julie nods, her mouth full of cock, her eyes watering. She can't speak, can't do anything but take what he's giving her. And she loves it.
She loves the feeling of being used, of being a dirty little slut for John. She wants to touch herself, to make herself come, but she knows better. She knows that she's here to please John, to make him come, and she won't touch herself until he tells her to.
John's grip on her hair tightens, and he starts to fuck her mouth harder, faster. His cock slams into the back of her throat, making her gag, but she takes it like a good little slut. She can feel the head of his cock swelling, can feel the heat of his body as he gets closer and closer to coming.
She wants to taste him, wants to feel his hot cum shooting into her mouth, down her throat.
"Fuck, I'm gonna come, you little slut," John grunts, his grip on her hair tightening. "You're gonna take it all, you hear me? You're gonna swallow every fucking drop."
Julie nods eagerly, her mouth full of cock, her eyes locked onto John's. She can feel the first spurt of cum hitting the back of her throat, and she swallows it down greedily, eager for more.
John groans, his hips thrusting forward as he comes, his cock pulsing in her mouth, filling her with his hot cum.
Julie swallows it down, her throat working to take every last drop. She can feel the heat of it, the thickness of it as it coats her throat, and she loves it.
John pulls out of her mouth, his cock still hard and glistening with her saliva and his cum. He looks down at her, a wicked grin on his face. "You're a good little cocksucker," he says, his voice low and husky. "Now, let's see how well you can take my cock in your ass."
Julie's eyes widen, her heart pounding in her chest.
She's never been fucked in the ass before, but the thought of John's thick cock stretching her tight hole makes her throb with desire. She wants it, she wants him to use her, to fuck her like the dirty little slut she is.
"Get on the bed, on your hands and knees," John orders, his voice stern. Julie eagerly complies, crawling onto the bed and positioning herself on her hands and knees, her ass sticking out, ready for him.
John walks over to the bed, his eyes roaming over her body, taking in the sight of her ass, her pussy, her tits hanging down.
"You've got a nice little ass, you know that?" he says, his voice low and husky. "I can't wait to fuck it."
John chuckles, his hand moving to her ass, giving it a firm squeeze. "You're welcome, little slut. Now, let's get you ready for my cock."
He reaches into the drawer of his nightstand and pulls out a bottle of lube and a condom. He tosses the condom onto the bed and keeps the lube in his hand.
He drizzles a generous amount onto his fingers and then rubs it onto Julie's asshole, his fingers spreading her cheeks and exposing her tight pucker. Julie moans, her body tensing as she feels the cool lube against her sensitive skin.
"Relax, you little slut," John growls, his fingers pressing against her asshole, stretching it open. "I'm going to fuck you like the dirty little whore you are."
Julie takes a deep breath, trying to relax her body as John's fingers push deeper into her ass. She can feel the burn, the stretch, but it's not painful. It's exciting, knowing that John is preparing her for his thick cock.
She can feel her body responding, her asshole clenching around his fingers, eager for more. "Fuck, you're so tight," John murmurs, his voice low and husky. "I can't wait to feel your ass around my cock."
He removes his fingers, and Julie can feel the cool air against her wet asshole. She hears the sound of a condom packet being opened, and then John's fingers are back, this time coated in lube. He rubs it around her asshole, making sure she's well lubricated.
"Now, let's get you ready," he says, his voice stern.
"I want you to feel every inch of my cock as it fills your tight little asshole."
John positions himself behind Julie, his hands gripping her hips. She can feel the head of his cock pressing against her asshole, the thick shaft stretching her open. He pushes slowly, inch by inch, giving her time to adjust to the size of him.
"Fuck, you're so tight," he groans, his fingers digging into her flesh. "You're going to take every inch of my cock like a good little slut."
Julie moans, her body tensing as she feels John's cock pushing deeper into her ass.
She can feel the thick shaft stretching her open, filling her up in a way she's never felt before. It's intense, it's overwhelming, but it's also incredibly exciting.
"Fuck, you're so tight," John growls, his voice low and husky. "You're taking my cock like a champ, you little slut. You're a natural at this, aren't you?"
Julie nods, her breath coming in short gasps as she adjusts to the feeling of John's cock inside her. She can feel every inch of him, can feel the way he fills her up, making her feel so full.
She can feel the heat of his body, the tension in his muscles as he holds onto her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh.
"Fuck, you're so tight," he growls again, his voice low and husky. It's exciting, knowing that John is using her, that he's fucking her like the dirty little slut she is.
She wants more, she wants him to fuck her harder, to use her like the little whore she is.
John starts to move, his hips thrusting forward, his cock sliding in and out of her ass. Julie moans, her body moving in rhythm with his, her ass cheeks clenching around his thick shaft. She can feel the way he fills her up, the way he stretches her open, and it's incredible.
She can feel her body responding with need as John's cock slides in and out of her ass. She can hear the wet sounds of their bodies coming together, the slapping of skin on skin, the grunts and moans of their pleasure. "Your ass is so fucking tight, it's like a fucking vice around my cock. You're a fucking natural, you know that?" John grunts, his voice thick with lust. "Your ass is like a fucking glove around my cock. You're taking it like a fucking champ."
John grunts, his hips slamming into Julie's ass with increasing force. She can feel every inch of his thick cock sliding in and out of her tight hole, the friction sending jolts of pleasure through her body.
"Fuck, yes!" Julie cries out, her body writhing with pleasure. She can feel her orgasm building, her body tensing as John's cock slams into her ass again and again.
"Take it, you little slut," John growls, his voice low and commanding. "Take my cock like a good little whore. You love it, don't you?
You love being fucked like a dirty little slut, don't you?" "You love having your ass filled with my cock, don't you?"
Julie nods eagerly, her body writhing with pleasure as John's cock slams into her ass. "Yes, sir," she moans, her voice filled with desire. "I love it. I love being your little slut."
John chuckles, a low, sultry sound. "Good girl," he murmurs, his hand moving to her hair, gripping it tightly.
He starts to fuck her harder, his hips slamming into her ass with force. Julie can feel every inch of his thick cock sliding in and out of her tight hole, the friction sending jolts of pleasure through her body.
"Fuck, you're so fucking tight," John grunts, his voice thick with lust. "Your ass is like a fucking vice around my cock. You're a fucking natural, you know that? Your ass is like a fucking glove around my cock.