It's now been 2 years since I was kidnapped into servitude with Sylvia, my new owner and Mistress. I now have permission to use her name but I never do. She is Mistress always to me. I was made to wear a shock collar for the first year. At the end of that time I was given the chance to leave. I chose to stay and my shock collar was removed. A leather collar replaced it much to my delight. By this time I was totally devoted to Mistress and my new life. A more than willing captive.
There have been other changes since then. My hair has grown out. It is blond with highlights and hangs just below my shoulders. I still have an assortment of wigs. Variety is the spice of life and Mistress sometimes likes a different look.
I had voice changing surgery. It is now much more appropriate to my appearance.
Dermabrasion smoothed my skin and intensive daily attention keeps it soft.
Lash lengthening serum has obviated the need for false eyelashes. Lengthening and thickening mascara makes them even more dramatic.
My nails have grown out. No need to glue long nails on. Regular manicures and pedicures of course. Fingernails and toenails are painted a very sexy red. The chair has straps for my wrists and ankles. There is no longer a need to use them but we do anyway. It still turns me on.
Naturally, my ears are pierced.
I had plastic surgery to make my nose more feminine in appearance and my lips just a bit more plump. Nothing over the top mind you.
My body is hairless with regular waxing keeping it that way.
I was placed on a diet. I was not overweight to start with but 15 pounds lighter I now have an even more appropriate shape. Particularly with Mistress' rigorous figure training. I wear a corset every day and my waist is now rather tiny.
Mistress has offered breast surgery but for now I have very realistic D prostheses glued on while I decide.
Permanent tattooed makeup was also offered but to me the act of sitting at my mirror each morning and 'putting my face on' remains intensely erotic. Besides, we both love different looks.
Hormones were a no go from the start. My clit works well, thank you very much, and we both want to keep it that way.
Mistress joins me for daily yoga and time on the treadmill. The yoga has improved my flexibility dramatically and allowed me to stay tied up for as long as Mistress desires.
My main job is to please Mistress every day. What a relief from a prior life with a stressful job. I always felt pulled in a hundred different directions. No longer. Not that I don't mess up every now and then. Mistress is firm but fair as she told me when I was first taken. Firm can at times be an understatement!
Mistress Sylvia tells me my wife from my former life has clearly moved on. We're both better off. She hated my dressing with a passion.
My appearance has changed enough that we go out of the compound occasionally. We're on the other side of the country and the chance that I would be recognized now is just about zero. Mistress got me a passport. I didn't ask how but it works and we have been able to safely travel. We favor locations that are liberal in attitude and we always travel by private jet. Really, everything I could ever want is right here so I'm happy to stay in.
Some things haven't changed. My other job is serving as Mistress' maid. I love my French maid uniform and wear it most days. Other days, I have the choice of beautiful clothes Mistress purchased. She chooses everything for me and her taste is impeccable. I haven't worn male clothing since I was taken and really I don't want to. I can't imagine not being corseted and in 4 inch heels every day.
I also can't imagine not having my clit caged and pussy clean to be used at Mistress' pleasure. I had never been pegged until Mistress introduced me to its intense pleasures. When she tells me she is ready for sex I never know whether she will choose to use my clit, pussy, mouth or sometimes all three.
Another thing that hasn't changed is the bondage. I am tied up almost every day at least for a while. I hadn't been tied up prior to being taken by Monica and Jackie. Now I can't imagine life without it. Sometimes Mistress ties me. Other times her loyal employees Bonnie and Donna do the honors. B and D, how appropriate. It's usually leather straps with them. They are not nearly as accomplished as Mistress who is expert with rope and loves rendering me completely helpless and silent. Needless to say we have every kind of gag you can imagine.
Well that's my life now and I couldn't be happier and that brings me to today. We had taken our coffee on the terrace. Both in dressing gowns. I lit Mistress' Marlboro before lighting my own. We both know it's bad for you but going out for a smoke is how I wound up here so in this case, not bad at all.
"Jane, do you know what day it is?"
I really didn't. The day and date had little meaning for me now. No more deadlines and obligations.
"No Mistress, I don't."
"Two years ago to the day you came to me. It's been all I could have hoped for and more. I love your new look and the way you eagerly serve me. You would tell me now if you weren't happy, wouldn't you? I offered to free you a year ago. You know you can leave now if you want to. I know you wouldn't go back to your former life but you could choose to serve someone else. With your feminine looks and your clit you'd be quite the catch. I've had several inquiries from like minded ladies. I would provide you with a complete identity that would stand up to any scrutiny. I think if you wanted, you could be quite the Domme also. Lots of sub ladies would love to serve you."
"Mistress, please stop! I don't want to be anywhere else or with anyone else. Please say you're not tired of me!"
"Of course not darling. I do love hearing you say you're happy here. That out of the way I think we should celebrate the anniversary. I can't think of a better way than using you every way I can. I'm going to wear you out today Jane. I want you in your black catsuit, short skirt and boots. That was what you were wearing when I took possession of you so it's fitting. Get moving now!"
I quickly put on dramatic makeup and dressed. Easier with all the changes to my body. We have a machine that tightens my corset and I savored the way my waist got smaller and smaller. I tied the laces and pulled on my thigh high boots. I walked back out to the terrace.
Mistress was still in her dressing gown with a last cup of coffee and a cigarette.
"I just love this look on you. I should have you dress like this more often. On the other hand, it makes it more special when you do and I don't want to lose that. I'm going to enjoy ravishing you today. I'll let you indulge in our mutual bad habit. I know you love smoking when you're all tarted up like this."
I do. I lit a Marlboro and sat with Mistress. She eyed me as a predator would her prey. I finished my cigarette and Mistress stood and circled me. While I dressed she had brought out yard after yard of rope.
"I need to dress for the occasion also. I'll get you tied up to wait for me. It may take me quite a while. I want it to be just right. I'd hate for you to misbehave and sneak a peek. Hands behind you dear."