Shan had received a phone call, an important one, from one of her richest supporters.

Lord Ashcroft owned The Manor, as well as at least half of the village. He was very influential, and the main reason she had stayed in operation so long. He and his wife Abigail were also very hungry for the power that their wealth brought, and also very aware about the need for keeping a good reputation. Their daughter, Maisie, not so much…

Her bodyguard, Lyn, had just dragged her home again, kicking and screaming.

“You had no right to drag me out of that party!”, Maisie slurred, still kicking and screaming. “I was with my friends, having fun!”

“You were dancing naked along the tables!”, said Lyn. “Making a complete tit of yourself, as usual! I was told by the master to bring you home if you did that again, and that’s what I’ve done.”

“I’m in charge of you, not him!”, she cursed. “I’m your mistress! Take me back to the party!”

“Actually, I’ve arranged a surprise for her”, her father said. “You too, Lyn. Take her to this address and wait with her. I promise, you won’t regret it.” This last comment was made with a meaningful look at Lyn…

Lyn drove to Samoto and parked up. Shan and Stacey came out to meet them; Hannah had to be called, as well, to help the very drunk Maisie out of the car…

Maisie threw up, twice, in the car park, then passed out.

“I’m going to have to keep her overnight before I can sort her out”, Shan moaned. “Damn rich kids!”

She then looked over at Lyn, standing there in full uniform.

“You, on the other hand, we can start with straight away…”

Lyn felt a sting on her neck. Stacey had jabbed her with a syringe…

Maisie was sealed into a full body balloon, with a mask over her face. The mask was attached to a hose, that led to a sack attached to the balloon.

“I don’t want vomit everywhere”, she groaned, “so she’ll have to sleep in this overnight. There’s an oxygen feed attached at the back, and the knickers will catch any urine and faeces and pump that out too. We can convert her in the morning.”

Maisie was still quite out of it; she thought everything was part of her being drunk. Either that, or an aftereffect of the drugs she had been ‘trying out’…

Lyn, unconscious, was taken to the medical bay. She was exactly the same size as Maisie, so it made this part a lot easier. The suit fitted perfectly...

There was a small amount of programming involved, using Lisa’s rig. Just enough to give Lyn any ‘family knowledge’ she didn’t already know. No way were they programming her with Maisie’s bad habits…!

Lyn woke up as Maisie.

“I take it this was the surprise my father was talking about”, she said, already slipping into the role.

“Yes”, Shan said. “It’s a reward for your years of long suffering and loyal service.”

‘Maisie’ smiled…

The next morning, a well hungover Maisie slowly awoke, still sealed in the ball. What the hell…?

The ball unzipped, hands grasped her, and she was carted to the medical bay and strapped down. Suddenly stone cold sober, she tried to scream as Stacey removed her tongue and vocal cords. In shock, she passed out…

When she awoke, she was dressed in… Oh god, NO!

She whimpered, quietly. She was dressed as one of those new maids she had seen around the village. She had heard the stories. One of her friends had one. She knew the uniforms were permanent, and non-removable. Now she knew how permanent, and why the maids never spoke…

She stared silently out from behind the visor of the uniform that she was now sealed into for the rest of her life. She also tried to scream as ‘she ‘walked into the room…

Lyn, now permanently Maisie (and deliriously happy about it) inspected the new maid from all angles.

“She’ll do”, she said. “The uniform’s a bit cheap, and daddy would have probably preferred it in black, but she’ll do for now.”

She looked over meaningfully at Hannah, standing in the corner.

“Would you mind driving us back to the manor, dear? I seem to have lost my driver.”

Smiling, Hannah said she’d be honoured.

Hannah was a little distracted driving back. The new Maisie had a crush on her…

When they got back to The Manor, Maisie asked Hannah to wait.

“Daddy, have you got the keys for that old banger I used to drive? Hannah needs to get back to work, somehow, and I won’t be needing it anymore.”

Lord Ashcroft smiled. Everything was perfect, now. He’d do anything for his ‘new daughter’…

Mouthing “Thank you” to Hannah, he tossed Maisie the keys.

Maisie went out to the garage and pointed at a gorgeous red Ferrari.

“There you go”, she said, “It’s all yours. You’ll need it to visit me regularly for my ‘checkups’.”

She and Hannah then shared a long kiss together.

“I’ve had my eye on you for a while”, she said, “I’ve seen you round the village. I love a strong woman that knows what she wants…”

“Right now, it’s you”, Hannah said. “Don’t you miss being Lyn, though?”

“Are you kidding?”, Maisie replied. “Look at what I’ve got! Lyn was an orphan, a driver and a bodyguard. A servant. Now I’m almost royalty. Hopefully”, she said, bashfully, “I’ve got you, too…”

Hannah giggled. “I fell in love with you, too, as soon as I saw you. I loved your drive, your personality, everything. I could see, though, that you were suffering.”

“I’m not now…”, said Maisie, spreading her arms to encompass what was about them. She then wrapped them around Hannah.

“Do you have to go back straight away?”, she asked. “I think father likes you, as well…”

The two went happily back to the manor, a spring in their steps. They only gave a casual glance to the new girl being led into the servants quarters…

Maid Maisie, now just known as ‘girl’, was being taught her new duties. These were quickly added to her existing programming by the collar round her neck. She was then led to her quarters in the bowels of the manor and locked in for the night. The real evil of her new maid programming kicked in…

Every night, at the same time, for a few minutes, the control was released. Girl yanked and pulled at her uniform, and the visor, trying to remove it, frantically trying to get free, fully aware of what had been done to her. She also hammered on the soundproof door…

Girl had made mistakes in her life. She now had the rest of her life to regret them…