The rest of the day I was in mild shock. I robotically carried out my duties in my maid's uniform. Sir told me to have an early night. He told me that I should remove all of my hair before going to bed. He reminded me that, as I was now Sarah, I should sleep in her room and use her clothes. I just said "Yes Sir".
I found several tubes of Veet and a pack of pink lady razors and got to work. I had always wondered what it would feel like to be hairless when I wore my wife's clothes. The material was so soft, but you don't feel it with a coating of hair.
I found some hair dye in the bathroom. Platinum blond? I thought in for a penny. It took hours to do all the work. After much shaving, I showered for the last time and looked at myself in the full-length mirror in my new room.
My light brown hair was shining blond. My body was smooth all over. I removed everything from my eyebrows down. I felt so sensitive. It was if I could feel tiny movements of air on my skin. What would the clothes feel like now?
I must get some sleep, I thought. I looked through the drawers, my drawers? I found a pink silk baby doll. It was made of smooth silk with one inch of black lace around all the edges. I had to wear it. I slipped the top over my head, and my nipples hardened as the silk made contact. I let out a little moan. I felt the lace on the hem tickle the backs of my legs as I bent to put the knickers on.
Oh, but the knickers. I shivered as I pulled them up my legs. I did it slowly. The lace felt slightly scratchy, but so thrilling. I got hard instantly. I couldn't believe how good it felt. Women must feel this every day. I felt so cheated.
I slipped into bed and gently stroked myself from outside my silky nightwear. Then it all hit me. What was I doing? It had happened so quickly. I had to spend the foreseeable future as a woman. I had just sucked a man's cock. The thrill of having some of my fantasies come true was wearing off. This was very real.
Was I gay now? I didn't feel any different. I was so confused. I had to lie low until Pete, or whatever his name was, forgot about me. Would Sir be happy with just oral? I suspected not. There is one thing in having fantasies, but having no escape from them is something else. Could I just pretend to be someone else? How could you do that without needing I.D. to drive or to get a bank account? I had seen off-grid videos on Youtube, but I had never even been camping.
My thoughts were interrupted when Sir came into my room.
"I'm glad you have settled in, Sarah. All this is yours now. I expect you to wear most of it."
He sat next to my bed and inspected me. He pulled the covers back and whistled in appreciation.
"You look wonderful, my dear. I like the hair. It's a little short, but it will grow."
His hand reached down to the front of my knickers and gently stroked the outline of my cock through the silk. I couldn't help it. My hips thrust forward to get more of this wonderful sensation.
"Oh, but Sir, I'm not.."
"Gay Sarah? No, nor am I."
He gripped my cock throuugh the knickers and I felt the lace tickle my balls. This really did feel gay to me.
"Let me explain, my dear. I can see you are confused. I love femininity, but I don't love women. I went to public school and often the boys experimented. The people I deal with would not take me seriously if they thought that I was gay. I don't think of myself that way. I like women who are a little different. Women like you.
"But Sir, I'm not a woman."
He chuckled.
"You are more woman than man. Just look at yourself. I bet you couldn't wait to wear these clothes. I think the moment you saw this room, you were thinking of how you could try everything on."
How did he know? My breathing got harder as he sped up his rubbing. His left hand pinched my nipple through the silk and started rubbing in slow circles. Oh, god, it felt so good.
"You love the feel of this silk, don't you, my dear?"
I really did. I mumbled, "Yes Sir."
"Imagine Sarah. You can wear silky knickers every day. You will feel the lace as you move. The petticoats will brush against your stockings. You will feel your bra tightly hugging you, reminding you that you are a woman."
Stockings! How good will they feel on my smooth, sensitive legs? My hips were bucking, trying to get more sensation from his hands.
He moved slightly and took his hand from my chest. I closed my eyes. I needed to cum. It had been so long since anyone had touched me.
"I will take care of you, Sarah. Your life will be soft, sexy clothes. Makeup, perfume, cleaning, washing, and cooking. You need not have to worry about money or anyone being out to get you. Be my Sarah, be the woman you know you want to be. "
With that, he suddenly slipped a greased finger into my backside. I screamed. "YES, YES! Oh please, yes"
I shot a huge load into my knickers. I had never felt this turned on. I kept pumping and almost passed out. It was so intense.
"I'm so glad you agree, Sarah. I suggest you change your nightwear wear my dear."
I was still dazed as he got up to leave.
"Tomorrow I would like you in the traditional maid's dress when you serve me. Breakfast at 8.30. Goodnight."
As I calmed down and lost my "horn" I was getting the feeling of buyers regrett. What had I got myself into?