Malice In Wonderland

Chapter 4

Last night was living hell. My "master" caused me so much pain. Slapping and kicking me when I didn't do something right. Tripping me just for the fun of it. I hated it here.

As of currently master is letting me rest, so I better take full advantage of it. I have no clue how long it will be until I can relax again. I closed my eyes and tried to ignore the pain in my stomach from masters previous beatings, but to no success. I closed my eyes even tighter, just praying that the pain would go away. Why must he be so cruel? I opened my eyes up being aware that I wasn't getting any sleep and just decided to sit and wait until master needed me again. Sadly I only had about 45 seconds to myself before master entered the room.

"Hello pretty" he said while crouching down in front of me. I flinched away as he brought his hand up to my face and gripped my chin tightly, forcing me to look at him. "You will look at me when I speak to you, slave" he spat in my face then stood up, bringing me with him. "I don't have much for you to do today,slave, but I do want you to sweep all the floors, do the dishes, and dust. After that you may go back into your room until I call for you again."

After telling me where I could find the cleaning supplies he left to do god knows what. I was about to open the door until master walked back in holding a skimpy maids dress. He tossed it at me and said "this is for you. From now on it will be your uniform"

"But I'm a boy!" I whined at him. There is no way I was going to put that thing on. No way.

"You don't think I'm aware of that? Anyways I need some eye candy to keep me entertained throughout the day. Now put it on or you aren't getting fed!" Master slammed the door as he left and I just stared at the outfit in disgust. I really didn't want to put this on put my empty stomach reminded me of how hungry I was.

I stripped off my clothes and put the dress on. It came up just above the top of my thighs and clung tightly to my body. I walked over to the mirror and did a little spin. Man my ass looked nice in this. I turned back around to exit but noticed sitting on the ground was a pair of high heels. Oh hell no! I kicked the shoes into the corner of the room and just walked out barefoot. Alright, first off sweeping. I followed masters instructions and luckily ended up in front of the supply closet. After grabbing everything I needed I began working.

Everything was going fine so far until master walked into the study that I was currently cleaning. I bent over to pick up the broom that I had clumsily dropped, unaware of his presence.

"Well doesn't someone look sexy" he growled, scaring me into dropping the broom yet again.

"It seems as though you're missing a piece of your outfit slave. Where are your heels?" He said, amusement clearly in his voice.

"They're still in my room. There is no way I am wearing those" I replied back.

Master walked out of the room, and just when I thought he was going to drop the subject he came back int the study carrying the demon shoes. Master walked over toward me and lifted up my foot, forcing it into the shoe, then doing the same with the other. I wobbled a bit when he let go of me but quickly rebalanced.

Master slowly circled around me and then finally spoke.

"You'd make one hell of chick"

"Oh shaddup!" I cried and then attempted to get back to cleaning, only stumbling four times in five feet.