French Maid

You continue to quietly panic as Olivia walks back over to the computer.

"Oooh!" She says with a smile as she looks up at you. This does nothing to ease your panic.

Olivia walks back over to the camera, reaching down to pick up one of the outfits.

"I guess you all want to see me put our Sissy here to work." Olivia says as she pulls up the black and white French maid outfit. "I think it's an excellent pick." She says as she turns to you, showing it off. It looks even shorter than you had first thought. All you can think about now is how ridiculous you'll look if she actually makes you put it on.

"Don't you love the outfit our viewers picked out for you?" She asks. You quickly realize she directed the question to you. You pause, hesitant to say anything, as you're guessing she's not asking for your real opinion.

You nod as you do your best to give a little smile.

"She's just a bit shy." Olivia says as she walks the uniform over to you. "But trust me, she's going to love it."

You look at her for a moment, unsure of what you're supposed to do.

"Well don't keep them waiting." Olivia says holding the dress above you. "Arms up!"

You obey and lift your arms. she takes no time bringing down the white and black lace passed your arms and over your head. She brings it all the way down.

"Perfect!" Olivia says as she steps away.

You don't want to look down as you're afraid to face the realization of what you're wearing.

"Now don't worry, she's not done yet." She says as she suddenly begins to guide your feet into a pair of white lace stockings. "Stand up!" She commands.

With a deep breath you get to your feet. You feel the bottom of the skirt rest just below your waist. Surely the pink panties you have on underneath are still visible as the length of the outfit does very little to cover them. Olivia continues bringing the stocking up. They stop just below your knees.

"It fits perfectly." Olivia says as she backs away admiring you. "Doesn't she look pretty?" Olivia walks back towards the computer, once again leaving you alone and center focus. You awkwardly sway side to side unsure of how to stand. You try not to think of how this all must look.

"Now, of course she's going to need an accessory." Olivia says before bringing another bag back towards the camera. "So let's see what our options are.

She reaches in the bag, pulling out what appears to be a black feather duster.

"Now this one does seem to fit her look the best." She says holding it up. It's at this point you get a better look at the handle, it appears to be made of rubber and seems to be ribbed all up the length. A strange design for a duster. "But we have other great options as well."

She places the duster down and reaches back into the bag.

"Now, I know this one is a favorite of you Sissies." She says as she pulls it out. It's hard to see at first as it seems to be rather small, but as she holds it up you see a small plastic devise with a tiny padlock on the base. "A locked up cock works with any outfit." She says as she puts that down as well.

You must of heard her incorrectly, but of course feel you shouldn't say anything to clarify.

"Now, speaking of locks." She says, once again reaching back into the bag. "They say when you find good help, you should do everything you can to keep them." She slowly raises up, what seems to be a cuff, with a long chain attached to it. She holds it up before bringing up another, and another. "We wouldn't want her running off to someone else, would we?"

Questions as to why you're doing this begin to dance around your head as Olivia once again shows off each item to the camera.

"Polls up now, go on and vote!"