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 Rightful Place
   Part 7
   After the dishes were clean, kitchen and dining room back to their
pristine condition he took one last check and headed to see his owner so he
may be allowed to work some more in his excruciating feet stuffed into the
high heels.
   The rest of Saturday was hard work, no breaks and filled with
discomfort, humiliation and pain.  The girls didn't leave until late so by
the time the guests left he was on his last task of the night he hoped. 
When it was finally time to be allowed to go to sleep, Mistress Holly and
Miss Sherry were watching TV on the couch.  The slave approached his owner
and prayed she would allow him to sleep and end his long and tiring day. 
He kneeled before her, this didn't feel humiliating anymore, it felt it was
where he was supposed to be.  He knew that it was already 40 minutes past
his scheduled work time but he also understood that either of these two
girls had the power to deny him sleep and with a few words from their
mouths send him to more torturous work without so much as a peep of protest
out of him.  He began to realize that he was truly owned by these two, his
needs meant nothing he was simply a tool for their use.
   He quietly waited as they ignored him to continue to watch their TV show
with occasional conversation between the two.  The slave remained quiet
head down staring at the carpet below him.  His feet felt better with the
pressure of walking off them now.  With his view of the floor beneath him
he could see his new dress and the realization of how far he had fallen so
quickly was never more evident.  The next commercial break Mistress Holly
addressed him, "Slave I think you did a good job today, unless Miss Sherry
needs anything I will send you to bed so you can get some rest.  Tomorrow
is Sunday and you will get some break time and time for yourself, I think
after today you earned your break but I warn you, if your performance slips
tomorrow we will cancel that break and instead fill that time with the
worst tasks we can think of.  You have a lot to do tomorrow check your
schedule and set your alarm.  You may go back to wearing a pair of jeans
and your tennis shoes tomorrow.  Good night but you also need Miss Sherry's
permission to stop working and go to bed, she may have something she wishes
done.  Oh and when you are ready for duty tomorrow I will leave a list of
stuff for you to do on the kitchen table.  Do your work quietly, tomorrow
is Sunday and we plan on sleeping in, if you wake me I will beat your ass
severely." He felt a mix of some pride and fear as he said "Yes Mistress
Holly, thank you." He walked on his knees over to be in front of Miss
Sherry and said, "Miss Sherry may I go to bed or is there something I shall
do for you." Miss Sherry responded, "Hmmm, well I will tell you what I had
a rough day walking around the mall, my feet are sore, although I wasn't
lucky enough to get to wear nice high heels like you but they still hurt,
rather than go to bed now, you may rub my feet for 10 minutes each then if
you do a good job I will allow you to sleep." Dejected the slave meekly
responded "Yes Miss Sherry." And with his feet absolutely still on fire
from the hours of working in heels began to massage her sore feet.  Again
that familiar anger pulsed through him as he worked.
   By the time he got to bed it was almost 1am.  He climbed into bed after
setting his alarm for 5:15am so he could shower dress and be ready to work
his ass off as the girls slept.
   The next day was busy and he had to sew some clothing that needed
mending, clean the inside of both of their cars and scrub the laundry room
floor all before preparing breakfast to be ready at 9 for their wake up's.
After waking both of them up and setting their place settings he stood
table side and waited for them to arrive and eat.  These moments seemed to
be the worst of all.  He stood at attention with delicious food that he
worked hard to make all for two women to walk in after a nice long night of
sleeping.  They would sit down, talk, eat, completely unappreciative of all
he had done to prepare for them to just be able to effortlessly walk in and
enjoy the fruits of his work while he stood and watched them eat, in return
they would get up from the completed meal and just go about their day
without so much of a thanks as they would leave him to clean all their
mess.
   As it turned out it was worse than that, as he stood watching them eat,
stomach growling from hunger they discussed the day and what shitty jobs
there were for their slave to perform that day.  Mistress Holly was meeting
friends later and asked if Miss Sherry would stay home and keep an eye on
their slave.  Miss Sherry said she was going to meet friends but
begrudgingly agreed to stay home and just have her friends come over. 
Mistress Holly said, don't forget before your friends arrive make sure the
slave is wearing appropriate clothing for while guests are here.  Miss
Sherry chuckled and said, "Oh I can't wait to pick out the bitches outfit
for my friends to see him in." Both women laughed their conversation
carried on about him as if he wasn't there.  The slave felt fear with the
idea of being completely under the control of Miss Sherry and her friends.
He wanted to discuss the situation with Mistress Holly but thought better
of it, there is no way she would see it his way.  He, after all, was there
for their, use, abuse and theirs to humiliate if they chose to do so.
   After breakfast was completed Mistress Holly took some leftovers and put
them on a plate and told the slave, "You may eat this, nothing more, clean
this mess up and then wash my car, I will be heading out and I want the car
clean."
   The morning turned to afternoon.  Soon Mistress Holly left, on her way
out the door she stopped by the laundry room where the slave was ironing
and gave a reminder to her slave, "While I am gone you better be on your
best behavior, if you misbehave in front of guests it shows me you don't
care about how I am perceived, that would be a very big mistake on your
part." With that she shut the laundry room door and left him to his work.
When the ironing was done he knew he had to go find Miss Sherry, it was now
1pm and had no other work left on his list, he had to have Miss Sherry put
him to work now as doing nothing was completely against the rules.  He was
happy that he was comfortable for now; he knew Miss Sherry would eventually
be giving him clothing to wear while the guests were here.  I had a feeling
Miss Sherry would pick the most uncomfortable and humiliating outfit she
could find.  He dreaded every time he had to be in her presence, she now
scared him, she had total power over him and with Mistress Holly she had no
one to make sure she didn't go too far.
   He found her on the couch and kneeled before her, remained quiet and
motionless as he awaited the decision of a 17 year old on what he would
have to do next.  She surprised him when she got up and simply said,
"Follow!" He of course without anything but a quiet "Yes Miss Sherry," did
as she commanded.  She stopped at the door to his room and faced her slave.
"Slave I have picked out your outfit for today it is on the bed, my friends
will be here soon and you need to be ready to show them how much respect
you have for them and I." She pointed to his room for him to go in.  When
he walked in he saw on the bed was a pair of black high heels with at least
4" heels, higher than yesterdays.  Next to them was a black skirt with a
jacket, a red satin long sleeve blouse, a bra, pantyhose and panties.  He
looked at the outfit and stared at it, there was no way he could wear this
and if he did there was no way he could work in it.  Lastly it was hot
today and wearing the jeans were already making him hot and he considered
asking about wearing shorts.  He had no intention of wearing this but he
knew Miss Sherry was watching him, leaning on the door arms crossed and
said, "Well, get dressed bitch." He turned to her and kneeled before her
and said, "Miss Sherry, I respectfully ask that you reconsider the outfit I
have to wear, it is hot and I don't think I could work in those high
shoes." Miss Sherry said, "EXCUSE ME?  I believe you just disobeyed a
direct order, oh that isn't good, I gave you and outfit to wear, told you
to put it on and instead of complying I get this?  Ok, pull your jeans
off...NOW!" He pleaded, "But Miss Sherry-" In an instant he felt an intense
pain in his groin that immediately doubled him over, it didn't subside
either, he was in such pain he couldn't even move he was crouched in a ball
on his side moaning in agony.  Nothing relieved the pain.  Suddenly the
pain was gone and Miss Sherry spoke, "Just so you know, the setting goes
higher than that and I can leave it on as long as I want, all day if I need
to.  Now I will tell you one last time if you don't obey this time I will
turn this on the highest setting and leave you for about 15 minutes.  Get
your pants off NOW!" He immediately took his women's jeans off without
another word.  He kneeled before her and said, "I am sorry Miss Sherry, I
will put that outfit on now I promise no more questions." She said, "Oh I
know you will but first I wouldn't be doing you any justice if I didn't
follow thru on my threat, grab your ankles and await my return to show you
how important it is to do what I say, when I say it without any question or
hesitation."
   When she came back with her cane in hand he was crying and standing bent
over with a hand wrapped around each ankle.  She began her duty to teach
him a lesson, she was truly angry with her slave and swung her cane as hard
as she could hitting him at times on the top of the legs, the lower back
the sheer force of her swings wouldn't allow accuracy.  Enough did hit
their intended target to make her happy, fortunately for Sherry, the slave
was in total agony, the hits that missed and landed on the back were the
worst.  The legs not much better the worst part was hoping that each stroke
was the last only to over and over hear that swish the half second before
contact.  He was screaming but kept his hands on his ankles he knew better
than to let go of them because that would cause her to start over and that
would be intolerable.
   She finally finished, neither of them knew how many times she had struck
him but he was in the worst pain he had ever felt.  After it ended she told
him to stand up and she fixed herself, she was sweating herself this
beating was hard work for her and she was only too glad about that, she had
no idea how much worse it was on the other side for him but she was sure he
would be giving her no more trouble.  After about one minute more of
letting him recuperate Miss Sherry spoke to her slave, "Ok, I will try this
one more time, if you do ANYTHING except what I tell you to do I will
immediately give you a repeat of what you just received but for longer. 
Slave, get dressed NOW!"
   Without one word he went to the clothes laid on the bed, she watched him
dress as she sat in a chair, the pantyhose and the bra was the best part as
he had no idea how to put these things on and watching him struggle with
them was quite entertaining for her.  She asked him while he was struggling
with the bra, "Slave do you know why you have to wear a bra?" He mumbled,
"No Miss Sherry, why?" She responded, "Many reasons but most important
reason is because I said so but I also think that since I have to wear one
and so do our guests it would be unfair for you to not have to wear one."
He continued dressing and watching him put on the panty hose was awesome
for her, he was lost trying to do it without running them.  She spoke to
him again, "Do you know why you are wearing pantyhose and a skirt?" He
again responded, "No Miss Sherry." She said, "Well again many reasons but a
few are pretty funny, first, since you don't wear the pants in this family
I believe you actually shouldn't, especially when guests are here.  I think
it shows equality for you to wear pants; equality is something that
wouldn't fly with me.  As far as the panty hose, it's kind of hot today and
I think having bare legs might make it more comfortable for you, therefore
I am having you put on panty hose, besides it makes your legs look nicer, I
know you are probably not happy about this but don't worry, I will talk to
my mom about getting you to shave your legs from now on." She laughed at
her joke.  At least he hoped it was one.
   After he was completely dressed he went to slide the heels on the shoes
had straps around ankles buckling the straps was near impossible, the skirt
was tight, the jacket and just the angle of bending the leg to get to the
strap was tough.  Miss Sherry watched and chuckled at the predicament.  She
couldn't help rubbing it in to him, "Better get them on soon, you have a
lot of work to do, I know you are probably worried about working in the
heels don't be concerned I will still give you the same amount of time to
complete your work as I would in your tennis shoes, can't wait to you have
to try to move fast in those to fetch me a drink." She laughed out loud
with her comment.  Finally he was dressed and felt really strange, he was
beginning to sweat, and with these heels he was almost tottering.  She said
to her slave, "Go clean the upstairs bathroom my guest probably won't be
here for another hour or so, good thing I got you dressed early so you can
practice working in that.  Maybe I will have to talk to mom about letting
me dress you like that even when we don't have guests." She laughed as she
walked away leaving him to get his pantyhose wrapped ass to work.
   By the time it was 3pm and his break time his feet were killing him, the
heels were worse than yesterday and with the straps on there was no way to
take them off and get them on quickly if he heard her coming.  He went to
find her and let her know he was beginning his 3pm break, since it was
Sunday he was getting a 3 hour break, his longest of the week, he couldn't
wait to go to his room and take his shoes off and take a nap.  She was at
the pool in the back yard, as soon as he opened the door wall the heat from
outside hit him; he was sweating from working inside in the air
conditioning.  Outside was brutal.  He approached Miss Sherry who was
talking to 3 of her friends on reclining lounge chairs.  He went to kneel
before her but wasn't sure about kneeling on the cement.  Before he could
kneel she spoke to him, "When we are in a situation that you can't kneel
because doing so might ruin your pantyhose then a curtsey and standing at
attention will work for me.  Go ahead and practice it." He practiced for
her until she was satisfied and then she responded, ok, go away, come back
and greet me right.  He went back to the door wall and began his approach
to her, he curtsied and then stood.  He had to wait for her to address him
to tell her it was break time.  After he stood for a few minutes he was
really feeling the heat bear on him, one of her friends, Melissa, asked
Sherry, "Sher, is your slave wearing a bra?" Sherry laughed, "Yeah, how do
you like that, why don't you ask him why?" Melissa addressed the slave,
"Slave why are you wearing a bra, you don't have boobs?" All the girls
giggled at her question.  The slave responded, "Miss Melissa, Miss Sherry
says that since you girls all have to wear bra's it wouldn't be fair for my
not to have to wear one when you are over." Melissa said, "Oh that's very
nice but we are all wearing bathing suits the only one here wearing a bra
is the boy." They all broke out laughing quite hard now.  Sherry's other
friend Sue said, "Slave, maybe you should ask permission from your owner if
you can take off your bra since we aren't wearing one, or will she beat
your ass for asking?" He responded, "Yes Miss Sue, she would probably
punish me for asking that question." Allison the third friend and the same
girl who almost put her plate away last night said, "Can you imagine having
to clean the house and serve others dressed like that and not being able to
take something off without someone else giving you permission, I am so glad
I am not a slave." The girls all put their two cents in and he stood while
they conversed.  Eventually Sherry addressed her servant, "Slave we might
need something later, go stand in that corner over there face the wall and
await for me to call you if you are needed." Slave was confused now; he
knew it was already into his break time so he spoke up.  "Miss Sherry, it
is past 3:00 it's my break time now." She looked at him pointed to the
corner and simply smiled at him and said, "Get your ass in that corner and
wait for your owner's instructions." He went to the assigned corner and
stood sweltering.  The corner she picked was the only one that wasn't in
the shade; no doubt she picked this corner on purpose.  He stood, sweating,
legs tingling from the heat and sweat on in panty hose clad legs, bra
straps digging into his shoulders, and his heels causing his feet to ache
and stared at a brick wall while these 4 girls had fun.  He thought, `This
is my break time?'
   End of Part 7 
  
Rightful Place Part 7 (Femdom)