Waking up the next morning, Sam wasn’t sure if yesterday had been a dream or if it all actually happened. After being led out of the apartment by Paige, she drove them back to her home, which was a bit outside of town, nice and secluded, and upon arrival Sam was led up to the guest bedroom where he spent the night. He was helped out of his bindings, and once the dress was removed, he quickly fell asleep.

Sitting up in bed, he noticed his clothes were missing. He didn’t know where his outfit from yesterday had been taken, but he assumed Paige had something to do with it. He eventually went to use the bathroom where he noticed a note stuck to the mirror.

“Take a shower and clean yourself up! When I hear you’re done I’ll help you get ready and we can start your day.”

Reading and holding the note in his hands made it all feel much more real. He didn’t have his phone, wallet, clothes, or even a way to get back to his apartment. He was in an unfamiliar part of town and didn’t have his car. Sam was realizing the reality of the situation and his ideas for how to get out of this were nonexistent. Was he really about to be turned into a maid for Paige? He set the note down and hopped in the shower.

Soon clean and dried off, Sam was greeted by Paige when he reentered the room, along with an assortment of gear laid out on the bed. He was barely able to see any of it before Paige exclaimed, “Come on drop the towel we’ve got to get you ready.”

He was quickly handed a matching pair of underwear and bra as Paige got to work putting adhesive back onto the breast forms and applying them. A garter belt was next, followed by white stockings which Paige ensured were clipped and aligned. A corset was wrapped around Sam’s waist as he had to bend over the side of the bed while Paige was tightening it as much as she could. Giving Sam shape and taking an inch or two from his waist. He was then shuffled over to Paige’s vanity and sat down.  She went away applying a soft layer of makeup to Sam until she was satisfied with the look.

He could start to see the change in his appearance as the makeup was finished. He was moved back towards the bed and the rest of the maid outfit began to take shape. The same French maid dress from yesterday was first, followed by the petticoat, fluffing the dress out in all directions. He was helped into his few inch heels and Paige cinched the small white apron around his waist.

“How’s everything fitting?”

“Honestly, not too bad. The stockings are different, but the corset and heels feel a little better compared to yesterday”, Sam replied.

“Happy to hear it! Don’t get too comfortable though because being a maid at my place is a little different than being a maid at the store”, Paige said as she reached into the duffel bag on the bed.

A thick black leather belt and wrist cuffs were quickly applied. He noticed the multiple D-rings on the belt and soon found out their purpose as short chains were latched from his wrist cuffs to the D-rings, severely limiting the mobility of his arms. Matching ankle cuffs were applied as well, a short chain connecting them, forcing Sam to take much smaller steps. His head came next, as Sam recognized the black leather gwen hood from the night before, along with white tape. Paige explained that it was microfoam tape, as she cut a piece off and securely pressed it against his mouth. The hood followed, leaving his eyes and nose exposed while covering the lower half of his face and the recently applied tape. The posture collar was the finishing touch, forcing Sam to keep his head upright as the bondage maid he’d been turned into.

Paige took a step back to admire her work, “Hmm I think one think is missing”, she said as she dug around her bag, “I have a busy day planned for you with all sorts of chores. I want to make sure you stay motivated.”

It appeared she found what she was looking for as she walked up to Sam with a small metal device in her hand. She lifted the petticoat and moved his underwear to the side. He let out a small moan as he felt her slide the chastity cage onto him. A click was heard as Paige stood and held the key up she had just used to lock the cage. She put her finger through the ring at the front of Sam’s collar and pulled him in close, “Don’t worry, if you’re a good maid you might even earn a reward later tonight.”

Paige appeared very content as she turned to bring him downstairs. Some of Sam’s worries were put to rest by Paige’s pleasant and confident demeanor. In a weird way, it made him feel safe, now bound as he was. He could feel himself begin to twitch against the cage as they entered the kitchen.

“Here is your list of everything that needs to be done. All the supplies you need should be in the closet down the hall,” Paige pointed as she started walking towards her couch.

Sam was standing looking down at the list of his chores when he realized how quickly this had all happened. No time was wasted this morning getting him ready. It almost felt routine, like they had done it many times before, even though they hadn’t even met before yesterday. Yet here he was, bound, dressed as her maid, and about to clean her home.

The sound of Paige sighing as she relaxed on the couch snapped Sam back to the current situation. He grabbed his list and walked over to the closet to get his supplies. He decided he would start with the kitchen and make his way around, as it seemed Paige had things for him to take care of in just about every room. He quickly learned his bindings would not be making his day any easier. The short steps his ankle cuffs forced him to take, the limited movement of his hands from his waist belt, and the posture collar were forcing him to struggle with his movements. Much to the amusement of Paige it seemed, as once Sam finished wiping the countertops, he noticed Paige comfortably watching him work. She smiled as Sam moved to the dishes, satisfied her maid was performing properly, and she turned on the television.

After the dishes and sweeping the floor, he was finished in the kitchen and moved on with the list. Making Paige’s bed, wiping down the bathrooms, vacuuming the hallways and bedrooms. The day was passing by as he found himself comfortably going through the motions, moving from room to room. It was funny, he thought as he was putting in a load of Paige’s laundry, how easily he had accepted the current situation given the circumstances. What started as his work friend indulging him in a fantasy, had turned into an extended experience he never could’ve imagined. Bound as he was completing his tasks, Sam was simply happy to be working as a maid, and a very sexually frustrated one at that as he felt himself constantly straining against the cage as he worked.

Paige’s office was next and Sam made his way there with orders to vacuum and dust, as he had in most of the previous rooms. Upon opening the door, at first glance, it appeared as most offices do. A desk and chair farther into the room, bookcases along the walls, and shelves scattered throughout. He hadn't paid it much attention and Sam was just about done vacuuming when Paige’s voice caused him to jump.

“Anything in here catch your eye?”, Paige said as she walked into the room, passed Sam, and towards her desk. This caused him to take a closer look around and he understood what she meant. Adorned on about half of the room, was all sorts of different bondage gear. There were hoods on display heads, collars, cuffs, some much larger equipment Sam did not recognize, and even a pile of boxes in the corner which likely contained even more gear. He had just finished looking it over when Paige reappeared by his side.

“Nothing in particular hmm? Well here I’ll give you a little tour”, Paige put her finger through the ring on Sam’s collar and brough him towards a bookshelf adorned with hoods. “Hoods. So many different types for so many different situations. Their versatility makes them so fun to use. I love my maids in a gwen hood though. Perfect for them to work in and I still get to enjoy their wonderful expressions,” Paige said as she turned toward Sam with a grin.

She showed him latex, leather, and even inflatable hoods. Some with different openings and some appearing to have no openings at all. Gags, blindfolds, collars, and cuffs were next as Paige was opening drawers and boxes, showing Sam all she had. She was about to close a drawer and move on when something caught her eye.

“Wait. This would be perfect!”, Paige exclaimed as she reached for what appeared to be a bundle of straps. As she brought the straps towards Sam’s head, he felt a flat panel being placed over mouth. He could feel Paige working the straps around his head, getting them in place and tightening them further, giving a few tugs to each to make sure they were secure. She appeared satisfied as she went to a box and pulled out a feather duster.

“I believe you still have to dust in here correct?”, Paige asked as she walked back to Sam. He nodded as she was twirling the duster in her hand. “How convenient. We just got this head harness in a few days ago.”

She put a hand on the back of Sam’s neck holding him steady, as she stuck the duster towards the insert now located on the panel at Sam’s mouth. He couldn’t move as it found its place, with a twist from Paige and a click signifying it locked in. She took a step back as the feather duster was now pointing straight out from his face, attached to the panel over his mouth.

“And now you don’t need your hands so let’s take care of those”, Paige grabbed a black leather armbinder and motioned for Sam to turn around. He complied as he felt Paige unlocking the chain and wrist cuffs. He rubbed his wrists for a moment, taking in his few seconds of freedom before putting his arms together behind his back. He felt Paige slide the armbinder in place and began to wrap the straps around his shoulders. Sam closed his eyes as he felt the laces being tightened. He had never been in bondage before yesterday, but he could feel its teeth slowly sinking into him each time he experienced it. The strict collar around his neck, the gag preventing him from speaking, and the short chain limiting his steps had been restricting him all day. Paige secured a strap around his wrists over the armbinder, and it was the slight push he needed to help him realize how bondage made him feel. Fully working against his cage, a moan escaped his hood.

Paige turned Sam around and looked him in the eyes. No words were said but none were needed. It was a look of dominance. A look of I am in complete control here and we both know it. That knew Sam was going to be her maid until she decided otherwise. He could do nothing but stare back because ultimately, she was right. Even when the cuffs were off just moments earlier, he hadn’t even thought about escaping, and it didn’t seem like Paige expected him to either.

“Now be a good maid and finish dusting in here ok?”, Paige cheerfully said while cupping Sam’s cheek. He nodded and began taking his limited steps as she exited the room. He wasn’t sure how Paige was bringing this out of him, but it seemed to be growing by the second. Sam knew the maid dress was a longtime fetish of his but this was something different. He wanted to serve her. He wanted to be bound. He wanted to be a good maid.

It took Sam much longer to dust compared to when he was able to use his hands, but eventually he was satisfied with his work. Moving towards his list to check what was next he realized a problem. All he currently is able to do is dust. The only place left for him to dust was the living room and Sam figured he might as well make his way there. He was curious what Paige was up to but he soon found out, hearing her voice come from the room. He was a few steps away from rounding the corner when he heard another voice.

Sam hesitated. It was Anna. She was here.

This slightly managed to pull Sam back to reality of his situation. Did Paige purposefully invite her over? Did Anna even know he was here? Regardless, he knew he had to continue his chores, that he had to go in there. Bound, gagged, still dressed as a maid, and now cleaning her friend’s home, Anna was going to get a kick out of this. He was never going to hear the end of it. Sam summed up enough courage and rounded the corner.

Paige and Anna were sitting on opposite ends of the couch facing each other. They were wrapped in blankets and seemed to be lounging enjoying their relaxing day. A lull in the conversation allowed them both to look Sam’s way as he entered the room.

“Oh I forgot to mention! I helped myself to your maid. Hope you don’t mind,” Paige said as she took a drink of water.

“Sam?!”, Anna exclaimed, clearly not expecting him to be here.

Sam looked at his friend and gave a slight nod. Not that he was able to do much else.

“Did something happen? I know I drank a little too much last night but I definitely remember asking you to bring her home when I went to bed.”

Paige gave a small laugh, “When I was helping you to bed last night you did ask me to drive her home and I said I would. You aren’t misremembering. But on our way out I asked her if she’d like to go home or continue being a maid for me. And here we are.”

“Really Sam? That’s what you wanted?”, Paige asked turning back towards him.

He wasn’t sure how to respond, as that isn’t exactly what happened. His ‘choice’ at the time was much more Paige just deciding for him and sweeping him away in her car. But now he felt different. He was here, having spent the day as Paige’s maid, growing accustomed to his bondage. And at this moment, being her maid is exactly what he wanted. He looked over to Paige who was meeting his gaze. He felt himself falling deeper into her control each moment they had. Sam looked back at Anna and nodded again.

“Ugh I cannot believe you”, Anna said playfully giving him a hard time, “We work together for months and not a peep out of you about fetishes. It took Paige, what, one night and she’s already got you at her house.”

Sam felt Paige give him a look of approval which warmed him in a way he’d never been before.

“Don’t let us distract you, I know you have more chores to do,” Paige said as she motioned with her hand for Sam to get back to work.

He went about dusting the living room as Paige and Anna continued their conversation. They didn’t pay him much attention but on multiple occasions he noticed them watching him move around the room. The chain limiting his steps, the armbinder restricting his arms, and the head harness holding his feather duster, he was forced to bend and twist to ensure the job was done. Sam had just finished when he heard Paige call his name and motion for him to come to her. She ordered him to kneel in front of the couch with his back to her.

Paige began fiddling with the head hardness straps when she said, “Anna I forgot to ask you this, but I do have an idea on how to display the new gear in the store. Would you mind if I set it up tomorrow?”

“Oh of course not that sounds great. What do you have in mind?”, Anna replied. Paige had removed the head hardness and now found herself caressing and resting her hand atop Sam’s hooded head.

“I think it would be more fun to leave it a surprise. I’ll bring our maid along too. As much as I’d love to keep her I realize she unfortunately has a life outside of all this.”

Anna laughed, “Yeah that’s probably a good idea. I can help get her a ride home afterwards as well”, She looked down at Sam kneeling in front of Paige, surprised with how comfortable he seemed.

Anna then noticed the time and realized she had to get going. She gave Paige a hug goodbye, who then told Sam to walk her to the door. She was just putting her shoes on when he caught up to her. She smiled and shook her head.

“Look at you all done up. Paige has really been putting you through the ringer huh?”

Sam gave a muffled laugh. Looking down as best he could at his outfit before looking back at Anna.

“Let me give you one quick check”, Anna said as she took a step towards Sam. Starting at his head, she ran her hands over his hood looking for any imperfections, working her way from one piece of gear to the next. She ensured the armbinder was tight and secure, fluffed out his petticoat so it was equal on all sides, and made a few minor adjustments here and there to make sure everything was in the proper place.

“Alright all done. Just want to make sure you are presentable for Paige. I know she can be picky with these things. And also thanks so much for helping me out last night. It was so fun having you serve us and we had a great time with you there. If that isn’t obvious considering, well, everything you’ve got going on right now”, she said with a chuckle.

Anna looked Sam up and down one more time before giving him a hug.

“I’ll see you tomorrow ok?”, which prompted a nod from Sam, Anna giving him a quick kiss on his hooded cheek before she left out the door.

Sam walked back towards the kitchen where he saw Paige getting food ready.

“I know you have a few rooms left still to clean so I'm going to prepare us some dinner. I’ll get you out of that armbinder and back in the cuffs. Just come back when you’re done.”

Sam went to the office first to grab his list to finish the few remaining chores. Vacuuming the last couple rooms, scrubbing down the bathroom, and folding the last of Paige’s laundry were all that remained. He found himself much more comfortable getting around in his bindings compared to this morning, now being used to the restriction they provided. Upon finishing the list and moving back towards the kitchen, he smelled Paige’s cooking, and realized how hungry he was.

She was already eating and she had him clean the dishes first. She finished her meal and readied a plate for Sam. She began to remove his hood, gag, posture collar, and wrist cuffs.

She gave him a quick hug from behind and said, “You take your time ok? It has been a long day. When you’re done just make sure it’s clean down here and meet me up in my room.”

Sam nodded, appreciative of Paige’s kindness, and finished the last few dishes before sitting down with his food. He was hungry enough that he could’ve finished the plate in seconds, but he forced himself to go slow. He leaned back in his chair and thought about his day. Well even the last two days, and how he feels like so much has changed with this experience. But it still wasn’t over. He didn’t know what else Paige had planned but he would soon find out as he ate the last of his food, cleaned, and made his way upstairs.

Paige was sitting on the edge of her bed with a large pile of what appeared to be leather next to her. She removed his ankle cuffs, ordered him into the bathroom, and told him to strip down to only his underwear. It was some work to remove the corset and dress but after having relieved himself, he returned with only the bra, panties, and chastity cage still on.

“When maids finish their tasks they return to their quarters for the night, which means it’s time to get you ready for bed”, Paige explained as she handed him a soft black item, “Put this catsuit on. It’s made of spandex and should be plenty comfortable to wear overnight.” Sam worked the catsuit up his body, it leaving only his feet, hands, and head uncovered once Paige helped with the zipper in the back. He ran his hands down the catsuit, realizing how form fitting it was. She walked him over to the bed as it appeared this is where he would be spending the rest of the night.

A black leather sleepsack was sitting in the middle of the bed, which now had Paige holding it open and gesturing for Sam to get inside. His feet were guided into the bottom with Paige placing a thin cushion between his ankles and knees. His arms were put into the internal sleeves, rendering them stuck to his sides, and useless yet again. Paige was standing over him, adjusting the sleep sack at his shoulders, before reaching for the zipper and bringing it all the way to Sam’s neck, sealing him inside. She then went back towards his feet and began tightening the laces running from his ankles to his chest. Forcefully tugging as she went, Sam could feel the leather squeezing him tighter and tighter, until she tied them off in a nice little bow. Lastly, Paige reached for the belts. The belts were two inches wide and placed at the ankles, above and below the knees, thighs, hips, waist, and above and below his breasts. Once Paige cinched the last of the belts, she let out a sigh, and went to her closet to grab the last few items. Returning to the bed and laying next to Sam.

“Finally got you all cozy in there. How’s it feel?”

Sam twisted in his bindings, realizing how restricted his movements were. The extra layer of compression the laces and belts provided limited his movement severely. Despite this, Sam was comfortable. The leather was soft and the cushion between his legs prevented his ankles and knees from rubbing together.

“Pretty good. I don’t think I’m going anywhere anytime soon though."

“That’s ok you aren’t. I need to get the finishing touches on you and then we are going to have a little chat about your future here,” It was hard for Sam to see, but he noticed Paige shuffling beside him before she reappeared above him.

“Putting you away for the night, I don’t want you to miss me too much so here is a little reminder,” Paige said as she brought the panties she just removed to Sam’s mouth. He accepted them as Paige pushed them in, securing them with a wide piece of microfoam tape covering from his chin to his nose. Paige ordered Sam to lift his head, and he complied as she slid a matching leather hood over his head, rolling him on his side so she was able to get to the laces on the back. As he felt the hood molding to his head, it plunged him into darkness as the only openings were two small holes located at his nostrils. He was soon rolled onto his back as a collar was wrapped around his neck.

Now completely enclosed head to toe in black leather, he felt Paige straddle him, shifting the zippers until she had an opening just over his groin. The crotch zip on his catsuit was opened as well, when Sam felt Paige’s hands on his cage, lifting him out from between his legs. The cage was soon removed, and Sam could not help but squirm and moan as Paige’s hands immediately made him hard.

“Oh no no not yet my maid. Do you think you were good enough today to earn your reward?”, Paige asked as she was slowly teasing Sam with her hands.

“Mhm mhm mhm”, Sam nodding as he was doing his best to speak through his gag. Straining against the cage had made him frustrated. Extremely frustrated. The pleasure Paige was able to provide with even the lightest of touches left him wanting more.

“Well let’s do a quick little review. You made it through all your chores, folded all my laundry, and provided me lots of entertainment as I watched you work throughout my home. And Anna’s reaction when she saw you, I couldn’t have imagined it going any better,” she said as she continually worked Sam in her hand.

“The only issue is that we are almost out of time. I have to return you tomorrow and that makes me sad. I’m going to miss my maid,” When she saw him in the store yesterday, she could feel how submissive he truly was. And from the moment Sam told Anna he agreed to be her maid and how he so patiently kneeled in front of her in Anna’s presence, Paige knew she had him wrapped around her finger.  She did not plan on letting this opportunity go to waste.

“But all of this has given me an idea. Due to my partnership with the store, I will be coming by often to pay you and Anna a visit. If those visits just so happen to conveniently be at the same time you are working, I will expect you to be dressed as my maid. I will run this by Anna and I’m sure she will understand,” Sam’s breathing was getting faster, the tension increasing between his legs, realizing his time as a maid was not over.

“However, I do not think the time at the store will be enough, which brings me to my request. For at least one day each weekend, either Saturday or Sunday depending on your schedule, you will be my maid. Uniforms and bondage will be required obviously. Cleaning my home, serving me, catering to my guests if I happen to have them.”

Sam was getting closer and closer to release when he felt Paige remove her hands, causing him to moan in frustration. Paige smiled down at her bound toy, now laying on top of him, supporting her head with her hands and her elbows on his chest, looking at what would be his face if not covered by the hood. She wanted Sam to submit, to agree to take on a larger role as her maid. She knew it’s what he wanted, but he just needed a little push. A push in the form of an orgasm he is currently so desperate for. After a few moments and letting Sam calm down, her hands returned, working him backing to the edge.  She did not think this would take long. Sam was squirming and moaning when Paige spoke.

“Do you agree to serve me in my home every weekend?”

Sam nodded.

“Do you agree to being kept in whatever bondage I desire while you are here?”

Sam again nodded.

Paige’s hands were moving faster. Sam was arching his back off the bed and could barely contain himself. She knew he was close.

“Do you agree to be my maid?”

Sam didn’t have time to respond before the orgasm rocked through his body. Waves of pleasure rushing over him as Paige’s hand brought everything out of him that it could. It was intense and left him in a dazed euphoric state. He barely registered what happened next as Paige cleaned him up, reapplied the cage, and closed his zippers. She brought him to the side of the bed, eventually lowering him onto the floor. From the outside, Paige’s raised bed appeared very normal, but Sam was about to find out it is anything but. Underneath the bed was a padded compartment which she was now pushing Sam into. This compartment was designed for this purpose, with fans at both the feet and head to keep the inside cool, along with an air vent for proper circulation. Snug straps went over his ankles and collar securing him in. Not that he had any chance of escaping, but Paige thought there was nothing wrong with being thorough. She took one last look at Sam before closing the compartment, sealing him away.

She went to the bathroom before returning to bed. She loved the illusion of her room appearing normal, knowing Sam was tucked away underneath her. Her home was clean, and she had just secured a maid for the foreseeable future.  She realized he hadn’t explicitly answered her when she asked him to be her maid, but given his reaction, she was going to take it as a yes.

Epilogue

The store was quiet, as it had been for the last hour or so. Tomorrow was the big opening and everything was in place, including Paige’s new display. To one side was a wide variety of bondage gear. Hoods, gags, cuffs, and many other things of all different materials and sizes. The other side was dedicated all to maids. Dresses of all different patterns and colors, different size heels, corsets, stockings, and anything else one would need to complete a maid outfit. And right in the middle of these two sections to bring them together, was Sam.

He was wearing a deep purple maid dress with white polka dots scattered throughout. A fluffy white petticoat and small apron complimenting the dress. A garter belt with white stockings covered his legs that were joined by purple heels to match his dress. He was held in a kneeling position by a device Paige brought from her office. It had a wide square base covered with a soft cushion which Sam was kneeling on. In the middle of this base was an adjustable padded pole emerging from it, that ran along Sam’s back, and was topped by a two-inch-wide collar that was clasped around his neck. His knees were shoulder width apart but his ankles were brought together behind him and locked together with white cuffs. His arms were around the pole and behind his back in a tight white leather armbinder. On his head, and wrapped around his blonde wig, was a white head harness with an attached blindfold and purple ballgag. The final touch was a necklace with a familiar key wrapped around his neck.

Sam wasn’t sure how long he’d been kneeling there since Paige set him up. She said she had to leave and take care of some other things but that Anna should be at the store soon. He’d tested his bonds early on but had quickly decided to save his energy. He knew how secure Paige’s bindings were and he would not be escaping on his own. His mind had wandered off thinking about his weekend, occasionally causing him to strain in the cage between his legs, but he was drawn back to the present by the sound of someone opening the back door. He heard their footsteps along the floor, coming closer and closer to the display he was a part of, until it seemed like they stopped a few feet in front of him. Sam remained as still has he could not knowing what was going to happen.

He heard the person digging through their purse and then the familiar click of multiple pictures being taken on a phone. He could feel hands reaching up towards him, checking the various cuffs and straps consisting of his bondage, smoothing out his dress. He then heard Anna, “Hmm I like where Paige was going with this. I wonder if we should keep it for tomorrow.”