Redhead Maid

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Redhead Maid
My story starts many years ago when as student in my twenties I lived in London….on my way home from college one day I passed a local corner shop when my eye was dawn to a beautifully hand written postcard pinned to the local services notice board in the window….it read Retired Professional Lady seeks Part Time Cleaner... uniform and training will be provided.
Several days passed and I noticed the advert was still in the window…. so I out of interest I took down the telephone number.
Later that evening I found the piece of crumpled paper with the telephone number on …. I hesitated but thought I needed a bit of pin money so I will give it go.
The number rang for or what seemed a lifetime and then a crystal clear female voice answered the phone.
I responded in a flurry of words saying that I was interested in the advertised position of cleaner. ….I explained that as a student I was looking for some part time work.
”Would you have time come for an interview this evening and perhaps if you are happy with my terms you can start straight away”….I agreed and the arrangement was made to see her that evening.
The trip to the address was uneventful, it was a grey October evening and the address was just two stops away on the underground... I climbed up the steps to an imposing black painted front door
I pressed the door bell... no response….I press the door bell again still no response...but just as I turning to go away the door opened. A voice echoed from the darkness of a long hallway.
“You must have come about the cleaning situation...please come in…”
I followed the slim figure along the hall way into a side room which looked like a traditional school study I followed her in…. The walls of the small were covered with framed photographs of school groups. A sturdy wooden desk took central position with a large wooden wardrobe standing in the corner .
“My name is Miss Osbourne….and as you may gathered from the photographs on the wall I am a retired Headmistress...”
She turned around to look at the at the photographs
“I look back on time as a headmistress with great pride”
She caught my eye and for a brief moment I felt slightly embarrassed.
”What is your name…”
“John”
“Well John I should explain I was really looking for a young lady for the post of cleaner but I am willing to give you trial if you don’t mind wearing a uniform….”
“No I’m quite happy to wear whatever you provide”
“Good...but there is one thing...I would want to call you by girls name...would you be you happy with that”.
I thought this was some sort of joke and just smiled and nodded in acceptance ….
‘Well John...if you don’t mind I’m going to call you Joanna while you are in my employment...do you mind if I call you Joanna”
I hesitated ....at this point I had half a mind to leave the room but there was something compelling about this mysterious lady...
I heard myself say…
”I think Joanna is fine...”
There was a pause…
”Good...you see all my working life as a Headmistress I have instilled the principle of discipline and correction in all my work…..do you understand what I mean”
I nodded more in curiosity than understanding.
‘I would like you to call me Mistress at all times….is that clear...”
I nodded my head
“What do you say”
“Yes Mistress”
“Good...I think you will be a very suitable candidate for the job and I think you will find my terms very generous...would you be happy to take take the position….I heard myself mutter “Yes please Mistress”
“Good ….then first of all Joanna we need to get you fixed up with some suitable clothes for cleaning duties…would you please undressed and put your clothes in a neat pile on the desk while I go and get you something for you to wear”.
I gasped and thought am I really having this experience with a complete stranger.
She turned to leave the room….
“When I come back I want to see all your clothes in a neat pile on my desk.”
The door shut before I could respond
As if by some dark compelling influence I slowly, very slowly got undressed and folded all my cloth into a neat pile on the desk…...minutes later there was the now familiar click of Miss Osbourne’s high heeled shoes as she made her way across the hallway….the door opened and she came into the room caring a large leather suitcase.
She swiftly scooped up all my clothes and put them into a drawer in her desk and locked it.
“I guess Joanna you must be a size 16”
Transfixed by the whole proceedings I just stammered “I guess so”
“Right lets get you dressed... underwear first”
She proceeded to dress me in a selection of black silk underwear.....first knickers, then bra, and finally suspender belt and stockings..in some strange way the silk material of the french knickers felt lovely against my skin….she then slipped a black dress over head and as it cascaded over my body it gave me the most wonderful erotic sensation.
“I see you have big feet...but I’m sure I can find something to suit”...she delved into the suit case and produced a pair of high heeled black patent leather shoes that fitted perfectly.
“And just a final touch if you are going to be my cleaning maid you will need an apron and a cap”.
From the leather case she produced a small neat white apron and tied it tightly round my waist...and with the final addition of a white mop hat which she placed firmly on my head the dressing process was complete.
“There you really look the part of my cleaning maid good Joanna...your next duty is to start cleaning...I think you can start in this room….your first job will be to polish all the wooden furniture.
She handed me a small bag containing a mixture of dusters and tins of polish.
I will leave you to get on with the work …but I will be back later to check how you are doing...and as she went to leave she hesitated for a moment and turned towards me.
“You will remember Joanna what I said earlier when we first met... that I live by the principle of discipline and correction...it’s very important to me...do you understand”
I nodded in acceptance.
She left the room leaving me to come to terms with my new role as a cleaning maid complete with a beautiful maids outfit.
I walked around feeling the delightful sensation of the black silk dress against my skin..it was a wonderful feeling....but getting my balancing in the high heels shoes was a new experience but after a few short steps I soon mastered the techniques of walking in high heels.
The next task was to polish the furniture in the study….the cleaning bag contained a tin of bee’s wax polish and a number of yellow dusters…..I carefully cleared the desk top and put a vase of flowers that was on the desk carefully onto the floor.
I open the tin of wax and spread a layer of polish onto the desk….the smell of lavender combined with my new feminine outfit seemed a lovely combination….. I worked the wax into the desk top and brought it up to beautiful shine befitting the mysterious Miss Osbourne
I looked round the study and the next task I thought would be to tackle the imposing wooden wardrobe….As I applied the wax polish on of the doors I noticed one of the doors had a small brass key in it’s lock. I had an over whelming temptation to open it and to look inside this mysterious Wardrobe...and so I turned the key gently and the door sprang open…. Inside was a cloth rail with a single garment on a coat hanger...it was a rubber lined blue mackintosh.
I reached in to touch the mysterious garment and felt the cold smooth rubber lining of the Mackintosh….I pulled the garment towards me and smelt the distinctive odor of the rubber lining.
Suddenly a voice cut through the stillness of the office….
“So you have found my mackintosh”
Taken by complete surprise I turned round sharply and in the process knocked over the vase of flowers on the floor.
Miss Osbourne walked slowly over to flowers and bent down to pick them up...
I stammer out an apology….but she just carried on replacing the flowers….at long last she straightened up and placed the vase back on her desk.
“I will remind you Joanna that I live by the principle of discipline and correction”...she walked over to the wardrobe and lifted the mackintosh out....she held it up to me.
“This Joanna is a punishment mackintosh that I have used for many years as a headmistress….do you understand”...I nodded in sympathy to her remarks…
“This garment is the actual one that many my girls from my school were were made to wear while receiving correction from me….” She stroked the inside of the mack
“Many of my girls are grateful to me for showing them the errors of their ways by making them wear this wonderful garment while they received punished….and now…. I would like you to wear it Joanna so I can show you the error’s of your ways…. so please get undressed”
I fumbled with the apron and slipped out of the dress…..eventually I stood in front of her in just the bra and stockings
“I will ask you one simple question Joanna ….. do you want to keep the job as my cleaning maid..”.
I answered quickly “Yes of course Mistress”
“Good ….then in order to be my cleaning maid you will have agreed to accept my discipline...do you agree”
“Yes Mistress”
She slowly took the Mackintosh off the hanger and slipped it over my naked body and then proceeded to slowly buttoned up the mackintosh right up to the collar... the sensation of the cold of rubber against my skin sent a shock wave of delight through my body …...
“I am now going to leave you for few moments but when come back I will expect you to be ready to receive your correction...do you understand.
I nodded in complete acceptance of my fate.
I waited for what seemed like an age before she returned. She entered the room holding what was the familiar and dreaded shape of a school cane.
“You are to receive sixty strokes of the cane….thirty strokes for opening the wardrobe and thirty strokes for knocking over the flowers..do you understand...but as this is your first time with me I will give you a choice... you can receive thirty strokes now and come back this time next week to receive the remaining thirty...do you understand Joanna”
I nodded..”Yes Mistress”
“The choice is yours Joanna”
“I cleared my throat and stuttered an agreement to have thirty strokes now and to come back next week for the remainder...”
“Good...now I want you to lean over my desk”...as I leaned forward the delicious of the rubber filled my nostrils.
I became aware of the sound of Miss Osbourne behind me flexing the cane...she suddenly stopped and then gently placed the cane on the target area of the rubber mac.. she move the tip in a circular motion around what was soon to be the target for my punishment.
“Right Joanna...thirty strokes”...there was a pause…. then… the swish of the cane and the crack of the impact on the rubber mack filled the air….and then excruciating pain followed…..,the first stroke had hit it’s target….how was I ever going to take take thirty strokes...the second followed closely and then the third, I screamed out in a voice I didn’t recognise...the remainder of the strokes followed in a regular progression…my bottom seemed as if it was on fire….at the halfway point she paused.
“You are doing well Joanna...but just keep your eye focused the spot on the floor where you spilt the flowers”…..the rest of the punishment punishment continued ….the pain was only made only manageable by the sensation of the cold rubber against my skin….finally the last stroke was administered.
She pulled the rubber cloth mackintosh over my bottom and rubbed it gently against the exposed area of skin.
The sensation was wonderful...it was a combination of both pain and pleasure…
“I think Joanna you have learnt your lesson….you took your punishment very well...I look forward to seeing you this time next week for the remainder of your punishment”
As I moved to straighten up I realised to my embarrassment that I had an erection….the culmination of the pain and the sensation of the rubber mac had conspired to arouse me...I tried as best I could to hid the protrusion in the mac from Miss Osbourne's eyes, but to no avail.
“What do we have here” she said gently tapping the bulge in the mackintosh with the tip of the cain.
“I think I will have to do something about this...” she laid the cain down on the desk and placed her hand on the mackintosh in area of the erection….and gently gathered up the cloth of mackintosh and started slowly rubbing the material against my erect penis.   …...within moments my mind was in whirlpool of images from the experince of the caning.....now the climax was unstoppable...aware of this Miss Osbourne’s increased her grip and the pace of the rubbing until I couldn’t hold it back no more….The orgasm ripped through my body counteracting any of the pain from the caning...
Slowly she released her grip and the contents of my orgasm inside the mac dripped onto the onto the carpet.
“Well I guess you next cleaning job Joanna is to clean the carpet and the mackintosh.”
I nodded in agreement although still dazed from experience of the last few minuets.
She left the room and left me to my clearing up.
She returned a little while with a tea tray with two cups and a pot of tea..She sat down at the desk and poured out the tea….
“Do you take sugar...”
I mumbled a yes..
“Please take a seat Joanna”
Still wearing the Mackintosh I sat down….the cool rubber against the skin warm from the caning sent another wave of delight through my body…..she leaned across to me and put her hand on my wrist.
“You have done well today Joanna...I’m really very pleased with you and I look forward to seeing you next week at the same to complete your punishment”
I looked up and I caught her eye and we both smiled.
I did go return willing the following week to receive my final thirty stokes of the cane and to be made to wear the maids outfit and the punishment mackintosh,…..the experience was just as enjoyable as the first time I received correction at the hands of Miss Osbourne.
I kept in touch with Miss Osbourne for many years and when I was in London I would always make a point of visiting her. Every time I approached her door and rang her door bell I would always get a thrill of anticipation. Sometimes when she opened the door she had the blue punishment mackintosh folded over her arm which was sure sign that I was to receive a caning session due to some shortcoming as her cleaning maid.
But the years rolled by and we lost touch.
One day a large parcel arrived…. attached to it was a letter from a firm of solicitor….it read I’m sorry to inform you but Miss D. Osbourne passed away on the 20th June but one of her last requests that she wished you should have the enclose contents.
I opened up the box and removed the tissue paper and there perfectly folded was the wonderful blue rubber lined punishment mackintosh.
There with a short note attached to the collar written in Miss Osbourne's distinctive hand writing…..

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