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Jim's Story - part thirty-eight

Date: Sun, 11 Nov 2012 17:11:05 -0500
From: randolphus

Jim's Story by randolphus
first part linked here

part thirty-eight


I was standing at my desk reading my e-mail when Sally called:
"Peggy wants you now!"

I said: "Yes ma'am, I'll be right up." I ran up the stairs. I
curtsied to Sally who took my arm and led me into Peggy's

I curtsied and waited. Peggy said: "We're sending you to a hair
salon class."

I said: "Miss Peggy I'm a computer guy."

Peggy laughed and said: "Sarah said that's you would say that.
But Jim, what is the basic rule when we tell you to do

I said: "Sorry Miss Peggy, I meant to say - yes ma'am, where is
the class and when do I go?"

Peggy said: "The class is next week in Chicago and Betty is
making all your travel arrangements and Carmen and Sarah are
informed. Have a good trip."

I said: "Thank you ma'am;" and I curtsied and left.

I curtsied at Sally's desk, but happily she ignored me and I
went back to work.

Betty removed my restrainer and packed it into my suitcase.
Betty insisted I check my suitcase. I said: "I'm sure it will
fit in the overhead baggage area."

Betty said: "Do you want your sex toys examined in the security

I saw her point and we checked my suitcase. Then I was surprised
when she accompanied me through security. She had some kind of
pass. I wondered how she did that and I realized some people
need to be escorted, like infirm and children, and me. And she
just got it.

We arrived at the gate and Betty walked up to the podium and
asked for Ms. Dolan.

A few minutes later Betty introduced me to Ms. Dolan. Betty said
you will show respect to Ms. Dolan and say yes ma'am when she
tells you to do something.

Ms. Dolan said: "I've heard lots of good things about you Jim.
Take a seat over there where there are several. Stay there until
I come and get you. You may not have conversations, say you're
recovering from laryngitis if someone starts to talk to you."

I said: "Yes ma'am;" I looked at Betty, was this good bye?

Ms. Dolan and Betty hugged. Then Betty took my hand and led me
to the chairs Ms. Dolan had pointed at, and gave me a hug. I sat
down and the lovely Betty left me.

I watched all the activity of people moving around to get onto
the plane. I was becoming a little uneasy because they had
announced several times that all passengers to Chicago should be
on board.

Ms. Dolan came for me. She said: "Follow me." As I did I noticed
how she was older than Kathleen, her hair was black and worn as
a bun, but I suspected dyed, she wore an Airline uniform that
was crisp, she wore nylons and heels, she was lean but I would
say stacked.

We went to the back of the airplane and in the last row there
was a seat that was reserved for the crew. She removed the
notice and told me to sit there.

She said: "You will stay here until I come to get you. There is
no talking and refrain from moving around."

I said: "Yes ma'am." - I thought it's only four hours.

After the plane took off, Ms. Dolan sat down again in the seat
next to me and said: "I will report on your behavior to Betty."

I said: "Yes ma'am."

She said: "You can move around a little bit and drink water when
it's brought. But you must not get up or talk to anyone."

I said: "Thank you Ms. Dolan."

She left and she was busy. I saw her look at me a few times. I
wondered what her relationship to Betty was.

When we landed everyone was off the plane. I waited several
minutes and then saw Ms. Dolan coming up the aisle. She said:
"You did very well, I have nothing to report."

I felt stupid but I said: "Thank you Ms. Dolan."

I followed her out of the plane and then to the baggage check.
She had her suitcases with her, but she waited while mine
arrived on the carousel.

I didn't know why she was waiting with me. Betty had been very
vague about where I was staying, and how I was getting there.
Evidently Betty had made arrangements with Ms. Dolan.

I got my small suitcase and followed Ms. Dolan outside to the
row of Taxis. She made arrangements with the driver and the
trunk opened up.

Ms. Dolan said I could put the suitcases into the trunk. I did
and I said: "Yes ma'am."

We drove into the city and stopped by a small hotel. Ms. Dolan
said: "I'll come in and introduce you to Ethel."

I took my suitcase out of the trunk and followed Ms. Dolan. She
asked for Ms. Adams.

A few minutes later Ethel came out and hugged Ms. Dolan,
addressing her as Elizabeth. They were happy to see each other.
Ms. Dolan introduced me to Ms. Adams.

Ms. Adams tone of open friendliness immediately changed to cool
business command, she said: "Go stand by that door, I'll be
there shortly."

I said: "Yes ma'am;" and I wanted to curtsy but I didn't. I
guess I'm just baggage.

Ethel and Elizabeth talked for a while and then walked to the
taxi and Elizabeth got in. I expected Ms. Adams to come back to
me but she went somewhere else. I was left standing by a closed
door in the lobby of an unknown hotel somewhere in Chicago
because I was told to wait.

I waited what seemed to me a long time, it was more than thirty
minutes, there was a clock above my head, but I couldn't look at
it without moving. Ms. Adams had a key to the door and we went

Ms. Adams said: "Your classes are from 9:00 in the morning until
3:00 in the afternoon. After class you will come straight here.
You will work here from 3:15 to 11:15. Doing whatever we assign
to you, probably folding linen, but we'll see. You will
completely obey and take direction from Ms. Blum and from
whomever she assigns you to. Miss Blum will whip you if you
don't do as she says. I just want to warn you. You will check
out and check in at the front desk. Your governess will get a
transcript. The rules are simple, you may not leave the hotel
except in the morning. You may not leave the laundry room until
you're taken to your room and of course you can't leave there
until morning. You have to work hard and follow instructions.
That's it."

I said: "Thank you ma'am."

Ms. Adams said: "Pull your pants down so I can attach your

There were other people at desks, but I didn't dare disobey, I
said: "Yes ma'am." I tried to sort of hide behind her desk.

She said: "Come here." I moved into everyone's full view and
said: "Yes ma'am."

It seems everyone except me has a key I thought. I pulled up my
pants almost as soon as she clicked the device shut. I saw her
put the key into her drawer. She got up and told me to follow

She took me through several doors and we rode a freight elevator
to a lower floor.

We went down a cellar walkway, no carpet, green paint worn
everywhere, bare bulbs providing inadequate lighting, and we
came to a door that had a hasp for a closure and there was a pin
in it. She took out the pin and opened the hasp and opened the
door. There was a table and a bed, there was a sink and a

She said: "This will be your room. Leave your suitcase here."

I said: "Yes ma'am;" but this was a prison cell, not a hotel
room. From experience I knew Betty and my beloved ladies planned
every bit of this and complaining would not only be futile but
would offend the planners.

We then walked down several uncarpeted unattractive corridors
and walked into a giant room filled with oversized washing
machines and dryers and long rows of folding tables.

Ms. Adams said: "Everyday immediately after class you will come
here to work. This is the laundry and you can ask anyone how to
get here. I'm going to take you to Ms. Blum, she is the manager
and you will be working for her."

I said: "How will I get back to my room?"

Ms. Adams said: "Ms. Blum will send someone to take you to your
room. You may not go by yourself. In fact the only place you are
allowed to be is here."

I followed her past the machines and tables to an office in the
back. We entered the office and I saw a woman of about thirty-
five or forty years old. She had blond hair pulled into a bun.
There was one chair, Ms. Adams sat down and I stood.

Ms. Adams said: "Ms. Blum, this is Jim."

Ms. Blum said: "Your job will be to fold sheets and towels, can
you do that?"

I said: "Yes ma'am."

Ms. Blum said: "Have you ever been beaten with a strap?"

I said: "Yes ma'am."

She said: "That's what you will get if you don't work hard or
are not careful."

Ms. Blum got up and took my arm; she took me to an area next to
one of the folding tables and said "this will be your station.
Other people here will bring you hampers of towels and you will
fold them. Yet other people will take the folded towels away.
There is no reason to leave your station, except you may get
water from the fountain there," and she pointed to a water
fountain, "and you may go to the restroom there. I frown on
workers not being at their stations."

I curtsied and said: "Yes ma'am."

She clicked away on her high heels. And a hamper full of warm
towels from the dryer arrived at my station. I started folding.
A pretty girl came over and took one of my folded towels and
unfolded it and refolded it in a different order so it ended up
being shaped differently.

I said: "Thank you miss."

She shook her head no, and put her finger on her lips. No
talking. This is a sweat shop.

I folded towels the way she showed me. I was almost finished
with one hamper when another showed up. This went on
continuously until I had done more than ten hampers. Ms. Blum
walked over and said: "When you finish that hamper come to my

I said: "Yes ma'am."

I went to her office and knocked at the door and waited, she
looked up and beckoned me in. I didn't take the chair. She said:
"You may not ask any questions, there is no talking to the other
workers. So far you've done okay but you will be constantly
supervised so keep up the good work."

I said: "Thank you ma'am."

She said: "Wait outside my door, face the wall, someone will
come for you and take you to your room."

I said: "Yes ma'am;" and curtsied because it just happened and
then blushed. I guess Ms. Blum had seen it before because she
didn't react.

I only waited a few minutes and a pretty lady came and took my
arm and indicated I should go with her. I followed her through
the dreary passage ways and arrived at the door with the hasp
and pin. She pulled out the pin and opened the door for me, I
went in and the door was closed and I heard her work the pin
into the hasp lock. I found the light switch and went to bed.

I guess because I was anxious, I woke around 5:30. There was no
shower, just a sink and on another section of the wall there was
a mirror that had some of the reflective material on the back
missing so you could only use small portions of the surface. The
ironic thing is that Betty probably could have gotten me a room
at the Ritz for what she was paying for this. Okay, I'll say it.
I'm very lucky. But of course this room sucks.

At about 7:30 my door was opened, no knocking, just opened,
another pretty lady indicated I should follow her and I was
ready. She fastened the door and we went into the Laundry room.
In a room off the main area there was a kitchen sink, cabinets
and tables and chairs.

There were boxes of donuts and pastries and muffins and coffee.
I took a napkin and a muffin and coffee and found a table and
chair. No one joined me, no one was talking. I had to wonder if
everyone here had a mistress.

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Class was a joy. Lots of girls and just enough guys so I wasn't
unique. The morning was instruction about the beauty business.
At lunch there was plenty of talking. It got out I was from
California and that became a topic. The day went fast.

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I reported to the front desk and was directed to the door we had
come through yesterday and the door was opened for me. The agent
told me to wait standing next to Ms. Adam's desk. She said:
"Someone will come for you, when you're told to wait here, there
is no moving and your eyes are looking down."

I said: "Yes ma'am."

I wondered who all these people were; I could tell they were
serious and experienced. It's just amazing that Betty could find
them and be so near the school. I thought it was amazing and I
vowed to go with the program.

Along came a pretty lady, I think I recognized her. I couldn't
really look at her but I think she was the first escort from
yesterday. She took me to Ms. Blum.

Ms. Blum said: "I was satisfied with your work yesterday and
I've received no complaints from my staff. Normally I keep the
special guests working in here, but housekeeping asked me to
give them some help. You will assist the people who clean the
guest rooms. If there is a complaint about you I will give you a
beating you will remember for a long time."

I said: "Yes ma'am."

Ms. Blum said: "Wait outside of my office facing the wall."

I said: "Yes ma'am;" and didn't curtsy and she didn't comment.

After a few minutes a new pretty lady came to me and said: "Are
you Jim?"

I said: "Yes ma'am."

She said: "Come with me."

I followed behind her becoming a little mesmerized by her
swinging hips. We went down the dreary hallway to another
similar hallway and to a large room. I wanted to know who this
lady was but we went to a desk and she said: "Ms Anderson, this
is Jim."

Ms. Anderson said: "Hello Jim, you will work for one of our room
maids, you will follow her instructions and work hard, can you
do that?"

I said: "Yes ma'am."

She said: "Have you ever done domestic work?"

I said: "Yes ma'am, I'm the housekeeper for three ladies."

She said: "Good, most of the work will be cleaning bathrooms and
mirrors and windows, you may also do some vacuuming and bed

I said: "Yes ma'am."

She said: "The important thing is to do exactly what you're
told. The maids may punish you however they wish, you will be in
their hands."

I said: "Yes ma'am."

Ms. Anderson yelled: "Maria."

A pretty young Latina came over.

Ms. Anderson said: "Maria this is Jim."

Maria said: "They gave me sixteen rooms."

Ms. Anderson said: "Take Jim and get started."

Maria said: "Have you cleaned rooms before?"

I said: "Yes ma'am, I do the housework at home."

Maria said: "When we're around guests there is no talking and if
any of the supervisors are around there is no talking, in fact
just don't talk if anyone is around."

I said: "Yes ma'am."

We arrived at the first room and Maria knocked and then unlocked
the room. She said: "Start on the bathroom and I'll see how you

I said: "Yes ma'am."

The usual cleaning supplies were on Maria's cart and I scrubbed
the tub, cleaned the shower doors, and mirror, cleaned the sink
and toilet, washed out the coffee machine, emptied the trash,
all in about ten minutes. Maria vacuumed the carpet and I joined
her to help put clean sheets on the bed. Maria said: "Clean the

I said: "Yes ma'am."

Maria said: "We did three rooms in an hour, that's very good."

I thought I could do a bathroom faster by doing everything in
its proper order. I could tell that Maria was pleased. She
hadn't done a bathroom so far and besides showing me how to fold
the end of the toilet paper, she didn't have any comments.

We were in the last room, I was just finished with the mirror in
the bathroom when Maria came and pulled her skirt up and pushed
her panties down and sat on the toilet and peed. She said: "What
are you looking at? Do you want to wipe me?"

I said: "Yes ma'am." I knelt between her knees and patted her
dry and when she stood I helped her pull up her panties.

Maria said: "Make sure this toilet is clean."

I hoarsely said: "Yes ma'am:" I was quite aroused but I didn't
want to go much further because she would discover my

Maria said: "I'm going to ask for you tomorrow."

I said: "Thank you ma'am."

She said: "Are you a special guest?"

I said: "I'm a guest, I'm locked into my substandard room and
I'm put to work in the evenings, does that make me special?"

Maria laughed, she had a lovely laugh, she said: "You're a
special guest."

She asked what I was doing during the day and how long I was

We went back to Ms. Anderson and Maria told her I was okay and
she wanted me tomorrow. She offered to take me back to my room
and Ms. Anderson looked me up on her computer and told Maria
which room I was in.

Maria told me that she has a cane to whip her assistants if they
don't perform, it makes her feel better to whip them but it
doesn't make them work better.

Then she said: "I'm mentioning the cane because you're going to
please me and if you don't, you know what you're going to get."

I said: "Yes ma'am, I will do my best."

I parked her cart outside of my room and said: "I hope we won't
be disturbed Miss Maria."

She rotated the backing of the hasp and it fastened the door so
it couldn't be opened.

She sat on the bed with a smile. I knelt between her legs and
kissed her thighs until she took my head in her hands and we
kissed. We ended up lying on the bed and I slid her panties down
and started rubbing her thighs and with my other hand I held her
breast and I kissed her neck. She moved my hand into her pussy
and I stated petting her and I cupped her breast with my other
hand and she had a spasm.

Then she sat on my face and I licked and sucked and held her
cute ass. When she came again she squeezed my head with her

We talked, she wanted to hear my story and I wanted to know
about her. I asked her what she thought about threatening guys
with her cane. She said she liked it because it gave her
authority. She said only three of the maids were assigned
special guests and she got paid almost double what she would
normally get. She told me that she was going to find a new
boyfriend who appreciated being caned.

When Maria left, I was locked into my room.

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