Part 9 The Name

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After her shower Lisa went into her closet to get a maid uniform and found a pink gingham uniform she had never seen before, Miss Jill must have put it in there, and it had matching knickers. Lisa felt she should take the hint and wear it. Jill had bought it in Helens shop and it had been shortened by the in house seamstress while Maddy had been dealing with Lisa. The reasoning was that having not had breast forms until now the dresses Lisa had would be tight across the chest, they would have to be let out if possible, Lisa had seen the plain box but knew better than to ask what was in it. Lisa got out the pink bra and slipped it on, having re-glued the  the breast forms. In only a couple of days she had mastered the art of doing up a bra behind her. The gingham knickers were a near perfect fit and she matched it with an up to now unworn pink suspender belt and white stockings, the pink gingham maid dress was a perfect fit and she noticed that it did not pull across the bust, the petticoats that went with it were not sewn in like the others but separate. Furthermore she noticed that the dress was cotton so would be easier to wash, she would later realise that it would have to be ironed and starched. White satin finish shoes with lower heels finished it off. Lisa was unaware that Miss Jill had gone to the shop a few days before Mistress had gone away and ordered the outfit. Jill had carte blanche to do as she wished and Lisa was soon to find out what she wished next.

Lisa looked in the full length mirror and liked the new outfit, it was very feminine. It did not occur to her how she was slipping slowly but surely into the role. Knowing that Miss Jill was alone in the lounge she knocked and entered with a curtsey. 'Tea, sissy, a pot, two cups and take it to the dining room', Lisa curtseyed 'yes Miss', Lisa wondered who the guest was. When Lisa entered the dining room Miss Jill was already in there with Lisa's laptop open and Lisa's heart sank. She put the tea down 'sit down sissy' Jill indicated a chair at the table 'pour the tea' Lisa looked around 'do you have a guest Miss?' Jill looked at Lisa with a gaze that made her drop her eyes 'sit down girl', Lisa sat. 'Pour two cups of tea and one is yours, we have things to discuss', Lisa was now seriously worried. The loaded question came 'do you regret promising to obey unconditionally?'. Lisa felt like she was looking down both barrels of a loaded shotgun and said the only thing she felt she could 'no Miss Jill'. Jill turned the laptop, it was already set onto site. 'Melanie and myself want you to change you name officially' Jill let that sink in. The official site to do that was on the screen, Jill had already loaded it. Lisa was actually relieved as she was expecting something much worse and humiliating. Lisa enquired about the name. Jill told Lisa 'Sissy Bailey', Bailey was Mistress' maiden name that she kept for professional reasons, this would mean that his own name of Collins would be consigned to the dustbin 'you can have Lisa as a middle name if you would like' Jill added. Lisa was in a dilemma, refusal would go badly but she could always change it back after she had effected her escape, she typed in Sissy Lisa Bailey and tapped enter. Confirmation was sent, she would now be officially Sissy Bailey. Sissy drank her tea aware that the dynamic had changed again along with her identity. 

Jill allowed sissy to drink her tea before getting on to the next point. Turning the laptop back Jill called up the former Luke's photo album and in particular the one where sissy's head had been photoshopped onto a little girl dress. 'Remember sissy you will be caned if I think you have lied to me' a pause 'did you secretly want such a dress?'. Lisa thought it was pointless saying no and she had fantasized about it 'yes Miss Jill'. Apparently satisfied with the answer Miss Jill let sissy finish her tea and then sent her back to the housework.

Sissy was dusting in the lounge when Miss Jill's phone rang, it was Mistress enquiring how things were going. Miss Jill had put it on hands free so sissy heard the conversation, Miss Jill did not bother to dismiss her from the room. Mistress wanted to know how things had gone during the first week. Very well she was told and that sissy was getting used to the regime. Mistress was told of the official name change, she had laughed at the choice and approved. Then things started to be said that sissy did not want to hear. Jordan, apparently was a stud, Mistress had never had sex like it, not that she had much to compare it with she said. That stung the working but listening sissy who knew that Mistress had two boyfriends before Luke and she confided they had been useless. Jordan had a big cock too it would seem, much better than the insignificant appendage that sissy had. Sissy's stomach was getting in a knot but at the same time the cage was getting tight. Jason was mentioned but Mistress said that she had not actually had it off with Jason so a comparison could not be made, she had simply used Jason to make a point to sissy. One thing sissy did like hearing was that Jason could not be trusted, after all he had sold out what was supposed to be a friend in a heartbeat. The conference that Mistress had attended lasted three days, the rest of the month would be spent fucking Jordan, as she put it. There was a lot more inconsequential small talk before the call ended. 'All that talking had made me dry sissy, get me a cup of tea and have your own break'. She picked up the phone again 'Jason, lovely to speak to you, you have not been over since Mel went away, why don't you drop by this evening'.

Sissy considered the call to Jason as she was in the kitchen making tea. One thing sissy did know about Jill is that she never does anything randomly, she wonder what the plan was with Jason. Sissy delivered the tea then went back for her own tea and a 20 minute sit down. Surely Miss Jill didn't fancy Jason, sissy wondered. Maybe Jill went two ways she thought, it had been pretty clear she fancied Sarah.

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