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Carrie
Relative
Interference.
By
CarrieP
“I’m afraid I have some bad news William.” Mrs Sophia Dearlove
addressed the young man in front of her and patting the seat next to her on the
couch added “please sit down.”
The young man immediately knew there was something seriously
wrong as he had never before been invited to sit in his employer’s
presence. He looked nervously at Miss
Grayson the housekeeper and his immediate superior before taking such a
liberty, sitting down in Mrs Dearlove’s company would be quite a serious faux pas for a member of the domestic
staff. However Miss Grayson nodded her approval but given his position in the
household he was still reluctant to do so.
“It’s quite all right
William.” the housekeeper reassured him “you may sit next to the
mistress.”
It had now been several months since Mrs Dearlove had first
met him at the orphanage where he had spent the previous six years. She was
attending a charity event and afterwards as he had served her and her glamorous
female companions’ coffee she had engaged him in conversation. He clearly
remembered how he blushed when she remarked how delicate and feminine his
features were, an opinion that was endorsed enthusiastically by her friends.
Miss Parker the orphanage’s matron noticed the group of women talking to the
young man and joined them. Mrs Dearlove quickly established that the young man
would remain in the orphanage’s care for another two years, something the boy
was deeply unhappy about as Miss Parker was a petty tyrant and now that his
education had come to an end she was using him as unpaid labour. He recalled
how his heart raced as Mrs Dearlove asked if he would be interested in a
position in her household. Given Mrs
Dearlove‘s power and influence with the orphanage’s Board of Directors Miss
Parker had to agree when William quickly agreed to her offer. The position was
as a houseboy and despite some initial apprehension by the exclusively female
domestic staff he had been treated reasonably
well as the sole male. The work wasn’t
too hard and Miss Grayson the housekeeper was far kinder than Miss Parker,
apart from a few misdemeanours for which he had received a mild punishment he
had been very happy. Until now.
With all this coursing through his mind it was with a great
degree of nervousness that William crossed the deeply carpeted floor to join
Mrs Dearlove on the couch.
“William, my mother will be staying with me for a few months
and ....”Mrs Dearlove said softly, almost apologetically “...well....she has
some unusual ideas regarding male domestic servants.”
William looked at his employer with a quizzical look, Mrs
Dearlove took a sip of her tea then continued,
“You see she has had several bad experiences in the past
with butlers, footmen etc. and will not employ a male servant. Such is her
aversion that she will not even stay in a house that has a male servant. So you
see my dilemma.....unfortunately I will have to send you back to the
orphanage.”
“Oh Madam ...please not that.” the young man pleaded.
“I’m so sorry William but there is very little I can do
about it.” she answered sympathetically.
“Please Madam.” he implored now almost on the verge of tears
at the prospect of being returned to the orphanage, “I’ll keep out of her way,
stay in the kitchen, the garden...anything.”
“I’m afraid that would not make any difference.” she replied
in a regretful voice.
“Please...Madam....”he was begging now and slipped off the
couch onto his knees.
Miss Grayson bent down and whispered in her mistress’s ear.
“Oh I don’t think the boy would agree to..... that Miss
Grayson.” Mrs Dearlove answered her housekeeper, “But...” she hesitated “...
with his features, those wonderful high cheekbones and those beautiful long eyelashes
perhaps he would pass.”
William sensed there
was a suggestion of a lifeline, he would grasp at any straw that was offered as
the very thought of being returned to the orphanage was enough to make him
weep. Anything would be better than that.
“Stand up dear boy.” Mrs Dearlove said and rising to his
feet both women examined him closely “yes...yes.. if mother is any way
reasonable I think it may be a solution.”
“Turn around William.” Miss Grayson ordered and he quickly
complied “Yes Madam he certainly has possibilities and I’m sure if he was given
some intensive training perhaps Madam’s mother would be willing to consider the
idea.”
William didn’t know what they were talking about but felt
that whatever it was there was no doubt Mrs Dearlove seemed very enthusiastic
and positive, even Miss Grayson seemed more animated than usual. He sensed
there may be some hope of resolving the issue and while they were engaged in
their conversation William considered his own situation. There were many
advantages to working for Mrs Dearlove, he was treated much better and life in
this house was easier than the orphanage, the food was also better and there
were fewer restrictions. Of course he was still a servant but at least his
uniform of a white jacket and black trousers appeared more casual than that of
a maid’s uniform. In this outfit he imagined he could have been mistaken as a
visitor to the house but no one could mistake a female servant as there was a
strict uniform code for Mrs Dearlove’s female servants , blue or grey dresses
in the morning and a black one in the afternoon with the regulation white apron and cap of
course.
“William!” are you
listening?” Mrs Dearlove said in an
exasperated voice, interrupting his thoughts. He looked at her blankly.
“Miss Grayson believes there may be a solution to our little
problem.”Mrs Dearlove informed him as she looked at her housekeeper “ a trifle
unusual but my mother may agree.”
“That’s wonderful.” William blurted, barely containing his
excitement “what is it?”
“As my mother’s objection is to male domestics, you will be
dressed as a housemaid.” Mrs Dearlove exclaimed, clasping her hands to her
bosom with excitement and smiling at him expectantly. “you have such
delicate.... almost feminine facial characteristics, a little make-up and a
light colour lipstick would work wonders.”
“And with the correct foundation garments your figure would
be transformed into a more girlish figure.” Miss Grayson beamed, delighted with
her solution.
William thought he was hearing things.
“A housemaid?” he repeated incredulously.
“Yes, yes” Mrs Dearlove declared in an
exhilarated voice “Isn’t it a wonderful idea? Mother could not possibly
object.”
“I would have to dress as a....a... housemaid? A... girl?”
he asked still unsure that he had heard her correctly.
“Yes of course, it’s the only way we could keep you here.”
Mrs Dearlove replied her voice now losing patience with his questions.
“Well.....I.....it’s just that...a housemaid....”he
stammered not knowing how to respond to such an outrageous suggestion.
“Yes it is unusual I suppose.” Mrs Dearlove said “but there
is no alternative I’m afraid. I suppose it was too much to ask but I really
thought you were happy here but I do understand it is not every day
you are asked to dress as a girl. Such a pity I think you would have been a
great addition to the staff. But it is your decision.”
So many thoughts were running through his head and he barely
noticed Mrs Dearlove had retreated to the couch looking extremely disappointed.
“While you are packing Miss Grayson will call a cab to take
you back to the orphanage.”
Those last two words sent a shiver down his spine, Miss
Parker the matron would view his return from such a prestigious establishment
as Mrs Dearlove’s as a personal insult
and he knew she would make his life miserable.
“I...I...”he spluttered
“Yes?” Mrs Dearlove said.
“I.. didn’t mean to... be disrespectful Madam.” he babbled
as he struggled for the words.
“Yes?” Mrs Dearlove repeated her eyebrows arching ever so
slightly.
“I mean I would like to stay.” he finally blurted.
“As a housemaid?” she said as she elegantly crossed her legs
and fixing him with her large grey eyes added, “ and....wearing the appropriate
uniform?”
He looked at Miss Grayson who still held the telephone in her
hands and felt anything would be better than returning in disgrace to Miss
Parker.
“Yes Madam.” he mumbled.
“Please speak up boy I can barely hear you.” she said and he
could hear the irritation in her voice, the last thing he wanted was to get her
angry.
“Yes Madam I would like to stay .....as.....your...
housemaid and I will wear the appropriate uniform.” he blurted and as the words
left his mouth he could feel a wave of shame wash over him.
“Excellent, Mother will be here soon so we had better get
you into your new uniform. Miss Grayson,will you locate something in his size
and meet me in my bedroom.”
William was still in a fog at what he had just agreed to and
mindlessly followed Mrs Dearlove up the staircase to her room. In the months he
had been in her service he had never been in Madam’s bedroom as Miss Grayson
felt it would not be proper to have a male enter the mistress’s bedroom.
“Stand by the bed.” she instructed him as she went to the
mahogany tallboy “and take off your clothes.”
As he began to slowly remove his shoes Miss Grayson entered
with various items in her arms.
“Oh do hurry William Madam’s mother will be here shortly and
we don’t want her to find we have a male servant in the house.” she said in an
urgent voice and turning to Mrs Dearlove said “I think these will fit him
Madam, they are your former lady’s maid’s uniform, although they may be a
little bit tight.”
“I’m sure once he is in this his new uniform will fit
wonderfully.” she said returning to the bed and held up a long pale blue satin
corset with long laces dangling from its eyelets.
William by this time had stripped to his shorts and gasped
as she held it up to his torso, the full implication of agreeing to her
proposal was finally beginning to emerge in all its horrible reality.
A corset I have to wear a corset he cried to himself.
“Yes dear boy” she said noticing the shocked expression on
his face “I’m afraid wearing restrictive corsetry is among one of the many
sacrifices we ladies have to make to make ourselves presentable.......and now
as part of your new life you too will endure a similar experience. It may seem like torture at first but wearing
such a garment has wonderful benefits, enhancing ones figure and promoting
excellent posture for a girl. There is also a very practical reason for wearing
the corset, to get into your new uniform you will need a little help to shape
your body. And this is the very thing that will achieve the perfect shape.”
The boy felt a surge of terror rising up from within but
despite this he knew he had to tread carefully to avoid arousing her ire.
“How long will I have to dress as a maid Madam?” he asked as
diplomatically as he could.
“Oh only for mother’s visit, then you can revert to your
normal uniform.” she answered absentmindedly as she untangled the corset’s
laces.
Well, I suppose it
could be worse. he thought, consoling himself that his humiliation would
not last long.
“A few months at the most.” she added as she unravelled the
last knot
A few months! The words
shook him now realising he would have to dress like this for such a lengthy
duration.
“Your shorts.” Miss
Grayson snapped, indicating him to remove them and handed him a satin dressing
gown.
“But..I ...you can’t mean.” he spluttered.
“I am quickly running out of patience, or would you prefer
me to do it.” Miss Grayson said in a tone that left no room for any
misunderstanding of her intentions.
After putting on the dressing gown he quickly slipped down
his shorts, Miss Grayson held up a white satin panelled long legged girdle
against the dressing gown trying to judge his size.
“This should fit.” she said and abruptly handed it to him,
he looked at her blankly.
“What are you waiting for?” Miss Grayson said, a slight
irritation in her voice as she commanded him “put it on....now.”
He turned his back to the women and under cover of his
dressing gown he stepped into the heavy garment, struggling to pull it up.
“Oh dear there’s one of those horrible male bulges Miss
Grayson.” Mrs Dearlove sighed pointing to the offending bump between his legs.
“Oh I’m sure I can fix that.” her housekeeper answered and
without warning she grabbed the top of the boy’s new girdle and to his
astonishment pulled it down leaving his totally exposed, paralysed with a
mixture of shame and fear.
“As I suspected..... nothing
too large.” she said in a contemptuous tone as she viewed his flaccid penis
before snapping “Open your legs boy.”
Stunned, he silently and meekly obeyed her instruction and
in an instant she had pulled his member down and tucked it tightly between his
legs.
“Now close them tightly and pull up your girdle.” she
ordered, he looked down and saw there was practically no male bulge, any sign
of his manhood had disappeared.
“Much better Miss Grayson” Mrs Dearlove said as she ran her
hands over the now smooth and even satin material and slipped it between his
legs and letting her hand linger momentarily she gently rubbed his hidden bulge
which caused him to emit a slight groan. She ignored this and turned her head to
Miss Grayson and added “I would hate to
have any unsightly lumps in case Mother wishes to inspect him.”
“Perfectly understandable Madam.” Miss Grayson replied.
She released him and nodded to her housekeeper, “Carry on
Miss Grayson.”
Mrs Dearlove watched as
Miss Grayson sat him at the dressing table and showed him how to roll up
stockings and attach them to the girdle’s garters and after he had finished she
marched him back to her mistress who wrapped the corset around him and as she tugged at the laces he felt his torso
compress causing him to gasp.
“Yes it does have that effect, hold on to the bed post.” Mrs
Dearlove said as she waited for him to grab hold of the bed post before
resuming her task, he groaned once more as she tightened the stays.
“Oh don’t be such a baby.” Miss Grayson said sharply.
“Do you know William...” Mrs Dearlove said as she gave a
final jerk to the laces “this is my mother’s corset, she gave it to me when I
was about your age and was going through a tomboy phase. She insisted I wore it
day and night for weeks, she said it would instil a more feminine attitude in
me.”
She knotted the laces tightly, turned him around and
inspected her handiwork before running her hands over the nipped in waist of
her skirt and said
“And as you can see it really did work. There is nothing
like a good corset to enhance one’s femininity.”
“Now my darling boy, how many petticoats would you like to
wear?” she said.
“Petticoats?” he answered still trying to recover his
breath.
“Yes I really want you to look your best when Mother
arrives.” she said enthusiastically as Miss Grayson arranged several items on
the bed.
“I... don’t ... I
mean I...”he stammered barely
comprehending what was happening.
“Yes..petticoats.” Mrs Dearlove explained as if talking to a
child “you really will have to look as feminine as possible if you are to
convince my mother your intentions are
honourable.
“I think Madeline always wore four under this particular
uniform, Madam” Miss Grayson helpfully pointed out to her mistress referring to
Mrs Dearlove previous lady’s maid.
“Yes, dear Madeline” Mrs Dearlove sighed at the mention of
the name and turning to William said “an excellent lady’s maid I trained her
myself...to a very high standard.”
William had heard the servants speak of Madeline and how
glamorous she always looked and how obedient she behaved.
“Is four acceptable to you William?” Mrs Dearlove asked the
bewildered boy who now unable to speak merely nodded. “Excellent , I think the
silk and taffeta ones Miss Grayson, the ones with the deep frilled hems.”
In a daze he felt the soft fabric being pulled up his
stockinged legs and watched them as they settled the petticoats over his now
uncomfortably reduced waist, in a matter of moments they had slipped the heavy
duchesse satin black uniform dress over his head and carefully arranged the
skirt over his petticoats. Mrs Dearlove pulled back his longish fair hair into
a knot at the back securing it with hairpins and placed a frilled lace cap on
his head to which she attached more pins to keep it in place. Meanwhile Miss
Grayson was busy slipping his arms into a starched white frilled apron which
she tied in an ornate bow at the back. The youth was still quite disorientated
as Miss Grayson applied some light make up foundation to his face.
“Pucker your lips William.” she instructed, meekly he obeyed
as she covered his lips in a delicate shade of pink lipstick, both women stood
back to view the result of their labours.
“Madam should really change as I believe your mother is due
to arrive in a few hours.
“Oh! is that the time?” Mrs Dearlove said glancing at the
clock “Yes I suppose I’d better change. Something conservative I think, you
know how Mother is Miss Grayson.”
“Yes Madam.” The housekeeper said deferentially.“Perhaps the
grey silk shantung and the pearls Madam’s mother sent from India?”
“Excellent suggestion.” Mrs Dearlove said “you fetch it and
the boy can begin undressing me.”
As they were speaking William caught a glimpse of himself in
the large ornate dressing mirror, it took several seconds for him to realise
that he
was the feminine figure in the formal maid’s uniform staring back. Still not
quite believing his eyes he moved his body ever so slightly and the petticoats
peeking out from under the dress of the girl in the mirror swayed. He was
horrified at the sight but at the same time could not take his eyes away from
it. So mesmerised by the reflection he did not notice that both women had
stopped talking.
“I see your new maid is quite taken with her new uniform
Madam.” Miss Grayson laughed.
“Yes he does seem to like it.” Mrs Dearlove agreed as she and
Miss Grayson approached him, “I find that pretty boys are no different from
girls Miss Grayson. Put them in a delightful dress and they behave just like a
girl. Isn’t that so William?”
The boy hung his head in shame, this was the most
humiliating experience of his short life. Miss Grayson began fussing with the
skirt of his uniform.
“You were correct Madam he has made the transition from
houseboy to housemaid quite easily.” she said “once he is trained properly he
will make a wonderful addition to the staff. Madam’s mother will barely
notice.”
“Oh dear just look at the time Mother will be here shortly
I’d better hurry. William you may as well begin your duties now, unzip me.”
The boy just stared at her blankly.
“Oh I see your confusion you thought you would be put to
work as a house or parlour maid. Well Miss Grayson and I have been discussing
that and I think that as you are dressed in a lady’s maid’s uniform you may as
well be trained as a lady’s maid. Of course when my friends come for morning
coffee or afternoon tea we will have you in attendance, my friends simply adore
pretty servant girls. Now do hurry up ....like a good boy.”
She turned her back to him as Miss Grayson busied herself in
her mistress’s closet retrieving her change of dress. William in his new three
inch heels minced his way across the room and began unzipping her dress. She
pulled it down over her breasts and it slid to the floor leaving her standing
in her pale blue satin slip. She stepped from the dress and looked at him
quizzically.
“Well don’t just stand there.” Mrs Dearlove said as if
speaking to a five year old “you are a maid ..pick it up and lay it on the bed,
then fetch me a steel grey slip from the tallboy, the third drawer down. Oh
dear you really are slow so I will remove my slip this time. Now run along and
try to be quick I haven’t all day.
Miss Grayson returned with a beautiful grey silk shantung
silk creation and laid it on the bed.
“Yes he is a bit slow Madam.”Miss Grayson said as she helped
her mistress with her slip “and rather ungainly but once we get him trained
properly I’m sure he will make an excellent servant girl.”
“Yes and hopefully Mother will approve.” Mrs Dearlove said
as they both watched her new male maid return with her slip.
“Approve of what
exactly my dear!” A voice boomed from the door as its owner looked at the
uniformed maid and as she sailed gracefully into the room she added “you never
told me you engaged a new lady’s maid....and such a pretty one. Come here girl
and let me have a look at you.”
“Mother! How
delightful to see you.”
William felt his knees weaken.
Fin.
