It was ground hog day. ralph woke in his satin prison with the alarm clock trilling next to him. He stopped it and rolled over. The current situation washed back into his mind as he laid there and remembered where he was and what he had to do. His male mind was still telling him this was all a joke but he knew the only way out of the situation was to continue the game. He was tired from the night before and he was incredibly horny but the unwielding steel on his cock stopped even the slightest of hard ons forming instead he just felt the pressure in his panties and nothing else. It was probably a little like when a woman was aroused, an internal feeling without anything to grab and hold. The longer he laid there the worse it would be doing his chores so crawled out of his space and into the moonlit hallway once more.
Laundry. He had to start that first to avoid the daylight, and soon was in to the kitchen and finding his uniform hanging again above the heater. He realised he didn't even hesitate this morning, sliding on the silky stockings and panties and then the satin pink uniform. As soon as he tied his apron he turned towards his chores and loaded the washing in the machine, selecting the quick cycle again and starting the program. Getting up early wasn't as bad as he thought. He knew he had jobs to complete and soon his mind was busy with the tasks. Handwashing complete and drying over the sink, kitchen work tops and floor done, he turned his attention to the already spotless bathrooms. Loading himself up with the bleach and brushes, he spent time in each bathroom ensuring they were shining bright and smelling clean and fresh. As personal pride was coming into his work, he folded the towels into a neat pyramid and folded the end of the toilet roll to a point. He was pleased with himself.
Soon the washing had completed and he ventured out into the early dusk. The sun was not yet above the horizon and as the birds sung he quickly pinned the washing to the line. He felt the breeze around his thighs as it caressed his stockings and felt immediately turned on by the predicament. He looked around when complete and felt daring enough to walk to the far end of the garden, being dark he was sure he would not be spotted. He looked back at the house, at the bedroom window he normally looked out of, and knew his Joanna was up there fast asleep as he worked for her.
On returning to the kitchen he looked at the time, 6:15, plenty of time for some toast and coffee before waking up his owner. He worked quickly and silently producing the coffee for both him and Joanna, toast was buttered and he ate as he laid the tray for his delivery to come. Soon he was full of his coffee and toast, a fresh batch of both on the tray for Joanna and he readied himself to wake her. This was easy this morning, he could do this with time to spare - maybe tomorrow he would wake at 5am instead, now knowing how to cut the corners.
ralph walked up the stairs with the tray and along the corridor to the room with his Mistress. He took a deep breath and knocked then waited the familiar delay whilst Joanna decided when to acknowledge him.
"Come in ralphie, good morning my pretty girl!" she teased as ralph made his way across the floor and to the bedside. Joanna sat up and took the tray on her lap, assessed the array of fruit and toast and smiled at ralph.
"Well this is great, all your chores done?" Joanna asked.
"Yes Mistress, I completed all with time to spare today." Joanna was very pleased.
"Good, you've earned enough points by doing as told to go back to Level 10, welcome to the world of socks my sweet!" she giggled. ralph was very pleased, it meant more than he could say to be able to hide some of his femininity on the journey and in the work place. He smiled and felt pleased his efforts had been recognised. Joanna reached up to ralph's face and held the cheek.
"You've been a good pet these last days and I think you deserve..." she cut herself off.
"What is that? That crumb? on your chin?" ralph looked concerned and then realised a bit of toast must be in his stubble which grew overnight.
"Oh that's probably just some toast I had with my coffee..." Joanna sat up.
"You ate without my permission? You had a coffee?!" Joanna was furious, how dare he do things without her permission and her decisions.
"It is not your place to choose your breakfast! You do not eat without my permission, you do not drink without my say so!" Joanna spat the words with anger.
"When will you learn that this is not a game where you can make your own decisions. Level 5, punishments tonight and extra morning tasks from now on! Go away, get ready for work you ridiculous excuse for a slave. begone!" ralph sulked away and got ready for the shower, he hoped to get back on track with Joanna and thinking for himself had got him in hot water again. Well cold water, as was normal the shower was freezing cold and he did his best to cope with the icy water as he splashed himself.
For a fleeting moment he had got to Level 10, back to socks and a chance to impress further and then in the next step he was lower than he had ever been. Joanna hadn't mentioned specifically what Level 5 entailed but the fact he only got the basics of adult life with a lot more credits, he could only be scared what Level 5 will mean. He jumped out the shower and dried himself of the towel, warming himself before re-applying his stockings and panties once more.
Joanna felt a little sorry for ralphie as she watched from the bed, but knew she had to beat out of him any resistance and the best way she knew was to strictly control him. She smiled to herself thinking how he had a level 10 snatched away for the second morning in a row and he was now in for an evening of punishments for his latest mistake. She took her phone and looked up the Level 5 just to prepare herself for the evening ahead. "Level 5 - Gagged at all times" nice, punishment for eating certainly fits the crime. Tonight would be fun.
ralph exited the bathroom and headed across in a rush to change into his suit. He felt relieved putting on the male shell over his female attire, even sockless, he knew he was more comfortable than in the silk and lace of the uniform. Joanna reached in her drawer whilst he readied himself and he looked across as she reached in and pulled out his phone.
"Ah! my phone!" ralph exclaimed, again he had no time to find it last night and was mightily pleased Joanna had found it for him. He knew he could get back his control during the single train journey and by work he would be able to pay for things using it, get some socks, a nice breakfast and then begin to hack into Joanna's emails and work out who she was working with.
"ralphie, I am not sure you deserve this back after this morning. However I have updated it so I can check your location at any time. I have some rules for you to follow today, you need to understand you don't make a single decision anymore and today you will learn it the hard way. You will need your phone to request permissions throughout the day. I will send you a text with the details."
