Chapter Thirteen
Your Choice Part Two
I hobbled up the stairs to the guest room. The arrangement on the bed caused me to stop at the door in shock. Draped sweetly on the bed was a French maid’s uniform complete with a wig, cap, net stockings, garter belt and a pair of red four inch f**k-me stilettos. On top of the uniform was a chastity tube. I considered my options and where the path I was being herded down was leading. I realized with certainty that if I did what she was asking I was going to be her maid permanently. This wasn’t one of my m**********n fantasies; this was real and forever. If I put on that outfit and minced around serving her guests tonight I would be forever committed.
But my life wasn’t yet over. I still had a way to extricate myself from this mess. If I could get o
