I woke up on Sunday morning, alone in bed and completely naked. Lenore had gotten home late and, after having a good laugh at seeing me stuck in her panties again, she finally helped out of them before we crawled into bed.

I joined Lenore at the table for a coffee and noticed that she looked a little rough this morning. No doubt she had had a few too many last night.

"Morning sunshine!" She said with a smirk.

"Good morning" I replied a little abruptly.

"So, which 'Panties' did you decide on today?" She asked me, causing me to grow aroused in my grey sweat pants.

"Very funny Lenore, I'm wearing my own, normal, boring mens boxers today thank you. And I'll be keeping it that way for a while if you don't mind."

"Ooohh but I do mind babe, you see, the house needs a little cleaning up before we both have to go back to work tomorrow and I'm just a little too hungover today. So, I decided that you can be my little maid for the day."

I almost spat out a mouthful of coffee before replying.

"I don't think so, Lenore! There is no way I'm going to spend the whole day cleaning while you're sitting around feeling sorry for yourself. It's your own fault you drank too much last night." 

She let a little silence linger in the air before she responded.

"Ohh Shaun, I thought you might say that. Clearly you're still in denial about how much fun our new little game is. Looks like I'll have to step it up another notch." 

I realized her intent quickly but I wasn't about to let her hypnotize me into cleaning up just because she didn't feel like it.

"No way, Lenore! You are not going to use your hypnosis just because you don't wanna clean your own house. Playing sexy little games is one thing but making me clean up is something else and I am not going to let that happen!" I told her as forcefully as I could. 

She simply smiled at me before she answered. "Ahh so you do enjoy the 'sexy' part of the hypnosis, well don't worry yourself babe. I'll make sure you're nice and horny the whole time you're tending to me and the house. Why don't you come upstairs and see what I bought you yesterday."

As soon as she had finished talking she stood up and made her way upstairs. I have to admit my curiosity quickly got the better of me, and even though I knew this wasn't going to end well, I followed her upstairs into our bedroom.

As soon as I entered the bedroom Lenore was waiting for me, I almost walked right into her just inside the doorway. Before I could bump into her however, she raised a hand to the back of my head, snapped her fingers in front of my face and that's the last thing I remembered before everything became a blur. 

I came to, standing in the same spot where I had almost walked into Lenore, head a little fuzzy and with a small gap in my memory. I knew she had done something, but again I had no idea what. 

"Okay Lenore, what did you do to me this time? I don't feel anything." As I said this I pulled the waistband of sweatpants forward and checked on my underwear, still in boxers. A small victory. But Lenore was clearly waiting for something.

"Like I said babe, I just wanted to show what I got you yesterday. I think it would look great on you." As she said this she walked over to our wardrobe and opened one of the doors, hanging there, in plain view was a fully fledged frech maid outfit! A short black dress with white apron and petticoats.

I stared at the ensemble in shock for a moment before I spoke.

"No fucking way Lenore! I am not wearing that! No way, not happening." I turned on my heel and made to leave the bedroom before she could try any more tricks. 

"Shaun freeze!" She commanded before I could get anywhere. As soon as I heard the command I stopped dead in my tracks, frozen to the spot and unable to move a muscle.

"Lenore wait! What is this? What are doing to me." It seemed I could still talk at least.

"Shaun, you've seen this trick before, I use it on stage all the time, you know the drill. I freeze someone in place then I place them in different poses for fun." 

Of course she was right, I had seen her use this trick on stage a couple of times before, but never with the threat of something so humiliating on the line.

"I was hoping you would just give in and dress yourself but clearly it's too soon for that. So I'll have to dress you myself." As she said that she quickly bent down and whipped my bottoms and boxer down my legs. A few moments later, after carefully manoevering my legs she had me stripped from the waist down. My upper half soon followed and I was frozen, completely naked, on the spot. 

"Awww what's wrong babe." She asked me, staring down at my flaccid cock. "Is your little guy not having fun yet? Don't worry, I'm sure he'll perk up when I get him covered in a nice pair of 'Panties' again." With the trigger word spoken she watched, smiling, as my cock began to harden.

"Lenore stop it! You know I only get hard because of your hypnosis."

"Yes babe, but you're so much easier to manipulate when you're horny. So I plan on keeping you that way for as much of the day as I can." She told me with a mischievous grin. "Now, let's get you dressed!" 

I watched helplessly, unable to move as Lenore lifted down the dress and began slowly walking towards me. 

"Lenore stop. I don't want to wear that thing." I begged her, but it didn't stop her from raising my arms up and lowering the dress down over me.

"Just wait babe," she said as she began zipping up the dress behind me. "You're going to love being my maid, I'll make sure of it." 

The dress itself felt a little constricting around the mid section once it was fully zipped up, but otherwise she had gotten the size pretty spot on.

She grabbed the apron and dropped the top strap over my head before moving behind me to tie the waistband in a bow at my lower back.

She again bent down in front of me and raised my legs one at a time to slip the petticoats up under the dress, forcing the skirt to billow out around me. It would be difficult to hide my ass or crotch as I moved given how short the dress was. 

"Now I'm going to give you a choice babe." She said to me, "Would you like me to shave your legs to complete the look, or would you prefer I just cover up that hair with some nice stockings?"

I was obviously not happy about either choice but there was something so emasculating about shaving my legs so I opted for the stockings. Lenore carefully manoevred me over to the edge of the bed and sat me down like I was nothing more than a large mannequin and began slowly bringing an opaque, white pair of stockings up my legs, doing a pretty good job of hiding my leg hair.

"There! I look ridiculous, are you happy? But I am not going to parade around the house like this for your entertainment." I told Lenore with as much authority as I could. Of course it didn't deter her from her fun at all.  

"Oh but you're not quite finished yet babe, you can't walk around commando all day, it's very unladylike!" I had hoped I could get away without once again being trapped in her panties, no such luck. 

She pulled open her underwear drawer and lifted out a pair of white silky underwear with lace frills all along the rear. They were the most overly feminine panties I haad ever seen, clearly she had also bought these for this occasion as she herself would never wear something like them. 

I was still frozen in place, sat on the end of the bed, helpless to stop her sliding the panties up my legs. After carefully standing me back up she finished pulling the panties up around me, making sure to rub my cock through the silky material. I didn't want to admit how good this felt so I kept my mouth shut. Unfortunately my cock began to betray me as it hardened under her touch.

"Ahh there he is, now he's ready to play." She said to me, still slowly rubbing away at my panty clad cock. "I didn't even have to say the word 'Panties' to wake him up this time."

"Ooohh fuck Lenore stop!" I begged her as the trigger word pushed me to full mast. 

"Hahaha okay babe. You have some cleaning to do anyway. Wouldn't want to distract my new maid from her work." 

"I already told you, I am not going to humiliate myself for your amusement." I told her.

"Oh but you are, but don't worry, like I said, I'll make sure you have fun while you're working. Now, time for some 'Maid Service'."

As soon as she said those words I felt my body come back under my control. 

"I'll be downstairs watching TV, have fun babe." Lenore said to me with a wicked smile as she left the bedroom.

So that was it? she was going to dress me up and leave me alone, expecting me to just get to work. Ha! no way, the first thing I went to do was to start taking off the outfit. But as I did I looked around the bedroom. There were clothes strewn around the bedroom floor, including the clothese Lenore was wearing last night plus a couple of my own that I hadn't moved to the laundry yet. 

"She's right" I thought to myself, "Someone definitely should be cleaning up." I don't know why but I was overcome by a nagging feeling in the back of my mind, an urge to clean. 

"Maybe I'll just throw some clothes in the wash, that should keep Lenore happy for a while, hopefully she'll get bored of this game."

I made my way around the room picking up all the clothes that needed washing and taking them to the spare room where we kept the laundry basket, deciding that I would do a load of washing later. I returned to the bedroom and straightened up the bed, closed the wardrobe door and Lenore's underwear drawer.

"The bedroom looked better already, that wasn't so bad." I thought to myself. As I surveyed the much improved bedroom I felt a sudden surge of arousal almost the same as when Lenore used her trigger word.

"Ooohh shit what was that?" I asked myself as my whole body shuddered. Clearly another trick of Lenores. I was literally feeling pleasure for cleaning.

I made my way downstairs, intending to tell Lenore to stop this game of hers but as soon as I passed by the kitchen I saw there was more mess to clean up. I figured it wouldn't take me long to straighten out, and it did feel good to do the bedroom so why not?

I got to work gathering up all the dishes and cutlery that needed to be washed. At some point Lenore must have heard me because I heard her voice from somewhere behind as I was bent low under the sink to put back away the soap.

"Ah there's my maid, you know when you bend over like that everyone can see your 'Panties'. 

I let out an involuntary moan at Lenore's comment before straightening back up to confront her.

"Yeah, yeah whatever. How long do I need to keep this up exactly?" I asked her.

"As long as you want to baby, I just wanted a maid for the day but I can see you're having fun so don't let me interrupt your hard work. Kitchen looks good by the way." As soon as she finished talking I realized she was right, the kitchen did look good.

"Ohh wow!" I moaned as the rewarding surge of arousal once again shot through me.

"See, told you it would be fun being my maid. Now, bring me a glass of water, would you, I'll be on the couch." Lenore said, heading out of the kitchen. I stood on the spot for a second, deciding if I would follow her order and bring her a drink or not. She was right after all, the pleasure I got from acting as her maid was definitely worth the hassle, even if it was Lenore's hypnosis that was causing it. 

A moment or two later I was bringing Lenore her glass of water, deciding to play along for now, as long as she didn't push it too far I could let her have her fun, I told myself. 

"Why thank you maid." She said with a smile. "But I think you're forgetting something, shouldn't a maid curtsey when she does something for her mistress?"

"Not this maid!" I answered harshly. 

"Oh we'll see about that." She said with a devillish smile before clapping her hands together twice. As soon as she did I felt my body dip into an involuntary curtsey.

"Dammit Lenore what the hell was that?"

"That was a curtsey babe, all good maids should know how to curtsey so I made sure you wouldn't forget with a little trigger. Fun right." She said before clapping again.

Again I curtseyed at the trigger while Lenore laughed.

"Hahahaha that is sooo cute! Again" *CLAP CLAP*

I couldn't resist the trigger and again dipped into a curtsey. "Would you stop that?!" I growled at her. 

"Ohhh fine I'll stop, for now, but only because I need a little foot massage, walking around in heels all night has left me with aching feet. So, chop chop maid. Get to it" She actually wanted me to massage her feet, while dressed as her maid. 

"Are sou serious?!" I said to her angrily. "There is no way I am just going to massage your feet for you. The cleaning is demeaning enough but this is too much, rub your own damn feet!"

Lenore did not look impressed with my little outburst and made sure I knew as much.

"Fine! I was hoping that you would do this nice thing for me of your own free will but clearly that's just too much to ask. Well if you enjoy the cleaning so much then I'll just let you get back to it. But hopefully you won't find it too difficult from your new position...On your knees!"

"What are you talking about Lenore?" I asked her with obvious worry on my face.

"You'll see, now. 'CRAWL!'" She said the last word with an added authority and as soon as she did I felt myself drop to my hands and knees. I tried to stand back up but couldn't manage it. It was like trying to take off the panties, I knew I knew how but couldn't seem to make my limbs obey me. It looked like I was stuck crawling around for now.

"Hahaha that's a much better position for you to be in don't you think? Well, You still have some cleaning to do babe, better get to it before I get angry and decide to punish you some other way." I didn't like the sound of her threat so I slowly began to crawl on my hands and knees to find something to clean. Lenore called back to me as I crawled away from the couch.

"You know I can see your 'Panties' all the time now you're crawling. I may never let you stand up again! Think about that the next time you refuse a request from your mistress."

With my cock throbbing in my panties I thought to myself.

"What had I gotten myself into?"