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Las Vegas French Maid Tour
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The Las Vegas French Maid Tour
By ElectricCD @ AOL.com
i (because of my station will be lowercase) was ordered by my
Mistress to dress as a "French Maid" for her and serve at her party. The
following is the story of what happened that blustery November day in Las
Vegas.
i arrived at the costume shop precisely at 9:58 am, 2 minutes
before the time they opened. The shop was located in a strip mall and was
surrounded by a 1hr. Photo, a drug store and 5 or 6 other stores. After
parking, as required in row farthest from the shop i headed to the door to
wait. This made the walk about 300 feet. i was to discover that this
would be the longest walk i've experienced in a very long time.
My instructions were to change into the French Maid outfit in the
costume shop and leave the shop fully dressed in the costume. i had to
leave my normal street clothes with the lady at the shop as i was to
return tomorrow still dressed in the outfit. This way i didn't have any
way to change clothes while traveling. The lady that owned the shop let
me in and while she was showing me how the costume went on i related my
instructions to her. My Mistress insisted that she take a roll of photos
of me after i was transformed. These i had to drop off next door at the
1hr Photo.
The French Maid outfit consisted of a one-piece back-less costume
with a very short skirt, lace wrist cuffs & headpiece. i was not allowed
to wear the large bloomers that came with the outfit. Instead she gave me
a pair of very small white lace panties. Also worn was black lace top
thigh-hi stockings with garters and black high heels with bows. This
whole thing was worn over my leather bondage harness that i wore to the
shop and a black leather collar, both were locked on. i changed into the
outfit in the dressing room. After seeing myself in the mirror, i was
very reluctant to come out. While i was dressing the owners assistant
arrived. Both were very amused at my situation as i came out. They
insisted that i model the outfit for them, posing and twirling. The
assistant started taking the required photos, while i paid for the rental.
i gave her my clothes and left the shop for the 1 hr. Photo next door.
This was very embarrassing as i was already dressed in the outfit and the
lady in the photo shop didn't know what to think. i told her i just came
from next door and that satisfied her.
Now came the walk back to the car. With my purse on my shoulder
and both hands holding the skirt down i walked to the car. Not being used
to the heels caused this walk to be very slow and i was the topic of
several stares and comments. VERY EMBARRASSING.
i had to travel 150 miles during the daylight to her party and 150
miles back to the costume shop the next day after the party. i was to
discover this was to be a very long drive. She had left the car with
very little gas in it. This was so i had to stop for gas on the way. i
was required to stop a minimum of 5 times & get receipts totaling no more
than $3.00 each. The penalty for not getting the correct receipts was
paddling when i arrived at the party. i didn't believe this would be too
much of a problem until i realized most of the stations were also
convenience stores. This required me to pump the gas and then go into the
store to pay for it. i tried to pick stations with no customers and a
lady working the counter. i felt this would make it a little less
embarrassing. The first time i stopped, i thought it would be fairly
easy as there weren't any other customers. The pump hose didn't have a
handle latch this required me to hold the handle to pump. i didn't
realize how short & light the skirt was until the wind started blowing
while i was pumping gas and i didn't have the hands to hold it down.
During this time the station started to fill up with customers. i
couldn't keep the skirt down and gave quite a show.
Most of the other stops were just as memorable. This trip was
more difficult than i expected. i had to try to cover up whenever trucks
passed as i was getting very strange looks from the truckers. Also the
trip across Hoover Dam was a problem as the speed limit was 15mph and the
sidewalks were lined with people looking into the car. All I could do
was look straight ahead and hope to get through without getting stopped.
Well i finally arrived at the party, 2 receipts short. i stopped 6
times, but was too embarrassed to stay long enough to get some of the
receipts. The activity at the party is for a future story, but by the end
i had trouble sitting in the car for the return trip. (remember the
paddling)
Before i returned to the costume shop i had to pick-up the photos. The
girl behind the counter commented on my outfit & photos and insisted on
calling the other 2 people out from the back. They apparently has spoken
to the owner of the costume shop and knew about me and my Mistress. This
was a long stop with a lot of questions. i finally arrive at the shop and
was allowed to change back to my clothes. The shop owner got to keep
some of the photos of me for her wall in the shop.
Needless to say the whole trip was very embarrassing. (but a lot fun at
the same time)
The Las Vegas French Maid Tour
By [email protected]
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