In the office, club and cafe.

As well as working in the office, Mistress had me working as a waitress maid at the club most evenings.

And during the day at weekends in a café that catered to dominant ladies.

She said this was to get me familiar serving my superiors in menial & quite trivial roles. And also to get me accustomed to wearing my cage, and plug in public, in tight revealing maids uniforms.

My uniform was the same vinyl PVC maids uniform from the club. I was told that this uniform was best because it was easy to wipe clean. Mistress didn’t tell me at the time but it was especially easy to wipe clean when a Sir had blown in a maids face, or on her uniform, or if a Miss had been particularly excited. I was always given a fresh uniform starting each shift at the club or café. And the pvc always smelled as if just freshly wiped down both inside and out then sprayed with cheap perfume. All the other sissies too wore similar uniform that they were handed out before the start of the shift.

We were not allowed to chat with each other. When we weren’t serving or cleaning we were told to stand facing the wall in silence. Some of the sissies were kept gagged the whole time. I later learnt that the gags were deep and substantial cock gags. To keep sissy quiet and to train her gag reflex.

I had been given a small padded bra to wear under my uniform, until the increasing hormone dosage to develop small buds of my own. We were also being trained to walk prettily with the ever present butt plugs & heels. A sissy had to mince prettily and gracefully, even though you were still constantly, terribly self conscious of your sissy waddle, and how you always felt your were grinding and squelching on the plug. Especially as many of the women were accompanied by men in the café and they would pat or slap your bottom as you walked past and the ladies would comment on your squelch, or your effeminate mince, that was teasing the boys.   

Many of the ladies from the office would come to the café with their friends or boyfriends at the weekend. They would often comment how much more natural it seemed to see me in a pretty uniform. Although the office ladies were usually friendly I wasn’t allowed to chat much, my service was expected to be coyly obsequious and self effacing.  

This wasn’t helped by Mistress choice of footwear for me. High heeled boots with a short chain joining the ankles. This would get shorter and shorter over time, & eventually my maids boots would be joined by a short leather strap. I was very glad not to wear this chain in the office but the Ladies there would always make me walk in dainty careful steps as if were still hobbled.

We weren’t allowed a break during the day, not even to go to the toilet. But I did notice several times during the day some of the men taking one of the sissies into a special private area that I wasn’t allowed to go to at all. And afterwards the sissy would seem quite flustered and, usually quite tearful and appearing especially vulnerable. And her uniform would be freshly wiped and scented.

Next to this area was the discipline room, where some sissies were taken to and caned if their behavior  had been deemed disobedient or displeasing.

I was never taken to this room as Mistress only wanted to discipline me Herself. And only started to use

the cane on me when I became Her resident sissy maid. If I was to be punished She would put me over Her knees and spank me in front of everybody in the club. This was particularly embarrassing and humiliating for me. Because in spite of the cage and the hormones I still felt myself get very aroused, although still soft, in the tiny cage and could sense that spanking me excited Her too.

This public spanking was often done in front of the Lady who had reported my misbehaviour, or videoed on a phone and sent to a Miss or Sir who had felt I deserved corporal punishment. And was often done at the same time Mistress was given my wage packet for Herself.   

At the end of a shift at the café we would all clean up and then line up to collect our pin money. The cleanup before and after the shift was not paid. We were also deducted from our wages a fee for the loan and cleaning of our uniforms. If a sissy had been punished there was a deduction. Some sissies who had been in the special back room were given an additional wage packet.

When we had collected our pin money it was then taken off us and kept for our Mistresses and owners to collect. Likewise with my wages in the office this was handed to me then taken away and given to Mistress. I was just given vouchers to spend in special approved shops for my day to day needs.

We also were informed of any tips that had been added to our bills, the café kept half and the other half given to our owners.

In the club I would usually be paid and then sent home by Mistress towards the end of the night. She would collect my wages then send me home in a special late night sissy taxi. Seemingly staffed by the same ladies who delivered my various special packages. The windows of the taxi were kept curtained and I was not allowed to open the curtains. The driver would escort me to my door and I was expected to curtsy and thank Her before going inside.

There were also usually some men in the club, not sissies but quite casual confident well built men. I was expected to call the ‘real men’  Sir and they were all  usually very friendly with Mistress and the other ladies. Like in the café I found it very embarrassing to be around the real men and Mistress found that extremely amusing.

Mistress, Her friends  and some of the other sissies would stay late in the club, but I was only to find out about the later entertainment when I was a resident maid. Mistress loved the fact that I was very innocent and naïve and just for Her to open and mould to Her needs.   

Despite the fact that I was working nearly all of the time at the office, café & club. And that I was often

unable to sleep, feeling very frustrated in my cage, uncomfortable on my plug and very emotional & tearful because of the hormones. And lonely when I wasn’t with Mistress or under supervisory female company. I was very happy & very much content to be taken charge of & be constantly told what to do and how to do it. Even content to be frequently criticized and punished for my failings, patronized by my superiors. Although I still found it extremely embarrassing and humiliating when a Sir patronized or corrected me.

Mistress said that pleased Her a lot and She was very pleased how Her sissy was coming along. This made me long for Her even more.