If you read my last post, maybe even voted in the poll there, you will know that the views of this post will determine how many needles Miss Fiona will be pushing into my breasts as punishment for looking at my WordPress stats, you guys are mean! In hindsight I should have made it “unique visitors” rather than views but I guess it’s too late for that now.
A few people have asked me, now that I am a domestic servant as well as a sexual submissive, whether I have a uniform for when I’m cleaning and things. I’m sure most people are thinking something along the lines of a french maid outfit?! Well the simple answer is no, I don’t have any uniforms and in fact dressing up and role play of that fashion isn’t something that interests me or more important Mistress.
The parts of our relationship that made me a maid, cook, cleaner etc are a fairly mundane part of it for both of us, less so for her because it amuses her to sit around while I clean up around her. The main goal of it, I believe, is to reinforce my place in our relationship and to relieve her of having to do things that need doing but she doesn’t want to do.
The long answer is a little more complicated because whilst I don’t have a uniform per-se I do have to abide by Miss Fiona’s “Standards of Dress” for her submissive. That sounds like there is some formal document that describes exactly how I should dress but that isn’t the case, in fact the whole concept is what the solicitor in me would call very “fluffy” because it is very open to interpretation. I’m not sure if that is intentional in order to give me a little freedom in what I wear or to give me the proverbial rope to hang myself with.
That said, there are some hard and fast rules to live by regarding underwear:
- All underwear must be lingerie
It might surprise some of you that I’m not actually allowed to go without underwear unless specifically told to. I’m not allowed to even own “normal” underwear.
- Bra and knickers (aka panties!) must be a matching set
Or at the very least they should be coordinated enough to look like a set.
- Stockings should always be worn instead of tights (pantyhose)
And they should always be worn with a garter belt (that matches my underwear), they should never hold ups.
Basically the overriding theme of the above is that at any point in any day I should be able to take off my outer clothes and look sexy, even on my period. It’s a lot more work than you think to be mindful of how you would look in your underwear all of the time, at work, at the gym or when sitting on a train for hours going to visit my mum.
When I’m at work obviously I need to look professional but at the same time Mistress wants me to look…well the way she put it was “girly”. So all of my suits are now skirt suits, no more pant suits and all are fitted. Any suits that were loose-fitting I had to either get altered or give away. The same goes for the blouses that I wear with the suits, anything baggy went to a charity shop, all my work clothes are now fairly tight-fitting and “show off my body”.
Speaking of my body, as an aside, Mistress is now closely monitoring and controlling my weight now. I say closely, she doesn’t go to the level of telling me what to eat put she has decided what weight I should be for my body to be the right size and “curviness” that she likes and let me tell you, it’s a fairly specific range of only two pounds and deviating above or below it earns me an unpleasant punishment whereby she does tell me what to eat and it’s definitely not what I want.
Anyway, when I’m out but not at work I’m allowed to wear what I want as long as 1) I’m wearing lingerie underneath and 2) I look attractive, girly and not in any way scruffy. To be honest I never really looked scruffy when I went out before but in the same vein of honesty I definitely slummed about at home in worn out pyjamas or even naked, when my sister was out.
The basic guideline for every day clothing is that it should be body hugging so I can wear jeans, tops, jumpers, whatever as long as it looks nice and shows off my body which isn’t a lot different to how I would have dressed anyway, the only real difference being that floaty bohemian type dresses and oversized jumpers and tops are out.
In bed I wear a slip, for those who don’t know what that is one of the ones I have is pictured to the left, it’s basically a lingerie version of a nightie. The only issue I’ve come across with this rule is when I stayed at my mum’s for a few days and bumped into her on the way to the bathroom just before bed. She though I was, and I quote, “a bit overdressed for sleeping at home”.
The times that I don’t dress like this at night are when I am not actually sleeping in bed. Since I moved in with Mistress I’ve slept on the floor, in the cage, outside (in the rain) and in all those cases I wasn’t allowed to wear clothes at all.
The reason I slept outside is because Mistress is a duvet hogger, one night about an hour after we went to bed I woke up cold because once again Mistress had rolled over and pulled the duvet off me completely. I was a little perturbed by this so I yanked it back flipping Mistress over in the process. She was not at all impressed with that rude awakening and pulled me out of bed by my hair and walked me to the back door, then demanded my slip before pushing me out of the door, locking it and going back to bed.
In fact, the only time I can truly just wear what I want without having to think whether Mistress would be satisfied with my choice is when I am in the shower in just my birthday suit.
I hope this post isn’t too boring, I always wonder when I write more informative pieces about my day-to-day life rather than the more erotic sexual stuff whether anyone actually cares how I am supposed to dress or if they are just waiting for me to talk about things like how Miss Fiona ruined my favourite sex toy for me by torturing me with it for hours on end (spoiler for my next post there!).
Marc asked about shoes in the comments so I thought I’d add a bit about that. The answer is basically “heels”! I’m not allowed to wear flat shoes except for one exception, when I’m at the gym. I can wear my trainers (sneakers?) at the gym and am generally allowed to be barefoot at home but if I’m out it’s always heels. The good part about that is that I was “forced” to go out and buy a load of new shoes so that I had heeled shoes for every occasion, work, evening and casual. It was a hard job but what choice did I have!?