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She has always had a dominant streak and always liked to get her own way and since I was more submissive, I always gave in and let her have whatever she wanted. It began around six months after we had gotten married. We both worked in well to do jobs but she earned slightly more so told me that it made sense for me to give up my job to take care of the house. I thought this odd and protested but she kept on for a further three weeks and eventually I handed in my notice at the law firm and went from being an attorney to being a house husband.
I took on all of the household chores such as cooking, cleaning, ironing, shopping and tidying. Not long after this she took away my cash card and told me I did not need the money and would instead get an allowance. Since then she has removed my driving privileges and forbidden me from watching TV. I am not allowed on the furniture and instead sit on the floor. The next stage involved me waking one morning to find a French maid outfit, stockings, gloves and a dark-haired wig on the dresser, along with a note.
Put on the outfit I have laid out for you and come downstairs. I will be waiting. I rushed to my wardrobe to find it empty. All my male clothes had been removed. I stared at the outfit and gulped. I should have seen this coming. She had been talking for some time about how I was really a sissy and that I was not a real man and that SHE wore the pants in our marriage.
I picked up the French maid dress and sighed as I put both legs in it and pulled it up to my waist, wiggling my hips as I did so. I slipped both arms on and then, after a bit of a struggle, zipped up the rear. The dress fitted perfectly. I picked the wig up and walked over to the wall hanging mirror. I put the wig on and straightened it. I looked in the mirror and barely noticed the person looking back. I looked every inch the sissy maid. I bowed my head, turned and walked out of the spare bedroom where I now slept.
As I opened the door I saw a pair of black high heel shoes sitting. A note was on top of them. Have these on when you come downstairs. I slipped them on, remarking to myself how she had gotten all my sizes spot on. I walked downstairs, holding on to the bannister for support as I tried to get used to walking in heels.
At the sitting-room door, I placed my hand on the handle and took a deep breath before opening it and walking inside. Collette was sitting on the settee reading a magazine. Like a proper sissy husband. Exactly as I had wanted. My cheeks were burning and I wished I was anywhere else but here. She fluffed up my skirt roughly, causing me to stagger. When she had finished she leaned back and draped an arm over the back of the settee and looked up at me.
How does that feel? Do you like your new look? I did not like it one bit. At least before I still felt like a bit of a man. Had a bit of respect left but now? Now I was a humiliated sissy maid to a dominant wife. But I had felt the back of her hand and her studded leather belt enough to know that what I actually thought was not what she wanted to hear so instead I said.
I love it. Now get on your kneels and kneel over here next to me. After a moment she spoke in a soft yet firm tone. You will now no longer wear male clothing and we will be going out this afternoon to get you female clothes. The last step now remains. What do you think that is? I looked at her confused. I was still trying to wrap my head around the fact I would only have this French maid outfit to wear when we went shopping later to think about what she could mean.
You are now a total sissified slave so we will be removing your male name and changing it to some thing more feminine. As you know, I am a considerate and thoughtful woman so I am going to make it easy for you to remember. My head was spinning. How had it come to this? I turned and looked at her, broken and on the verge of tears. I was now no longer a man. That part of me was gone. I once was David. Now I am Davina the sissy maid.
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