Mindy gets even more restrictions put on her

"You two wouldn't happen to know anything about these?" Mrs. Winthrop asked, holding out a pair of ear plugs in the palm of her hand.

Both girls looked down, showing their obvious guilt. Annette spoke up first, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Winthrop, it was late when we finished, it must have slipped my mind..."

Sally Winthrop looked at her employee sternly before speaking, "Many things seem to have been slipping your mind lately, Ms. Delacroix. It's time you go back to basics and start remembering the fundamentals of your duties."

Annette hung her head, "Yes, Mrs. Winthrop."

"I want you in a training uniform then go see the other girls to find out what you can do to help get them back on schedule."

"Yes, Mrs. Winthrop."

Annette paused, taking a quick glance at Mindy. There was a worried look in her eyes, but she quickly darted out of the room to get changed and avoid further admonishment from the head maid. Mindy watched on as she left, growing anxious herself over what the elder maid had planned for her. Mrs. Winthrop turned her attention to the petite blond on the floor. She paced the ground as she spoke, "As for you... I'm not sure what I'm going to do with you. Every task I've given you has failed miserably in one way or another..."

"Please, Mrs... mistress... I'll do anything..."

Winthrop made a quick hand motion to tell the slave to shut her mouth. Mindy lowered her head and hushed up.

"I don't want to hear it. You are worse than a dog! At least a dog can be trained to fetch without wreaking havoc on the place!" She continued to pace and mull to herself, "I should just send you away, fire you..."

Mindy held her breath in dread, after all the work she had put in these few days, to be fired like this would be the ultimate failure. She would also be out of a home and all other amenities. The rush of panic was only held at bay of her fear of interrupting the head maid. She simply sat on her knees and cowered while her fate was being decided.

Mrs. Winthrop stopped. She snapped her fingers. "I refuse to admit failure. I am going to turn you into a proper working maid for this estate even if I have to train you myself!"

Mindy felt her shoulders sink, out of either despair or relief, she couldn't tell. She simply braced herself for what may come and answered, "Yes, mistress."

"Wait for me in your chambers, girl. I'll be along shortly after I prepare."

"Yes, Mistress!" Mindy said, almost too eagerly. As soon as she closed the secret doorway behind her, she exhaled a sigh of relief, finally escaping the tension of the room. She quickly made her way back to her dungeon and waited, not wanting to run into any more trouble on the way back. She waited there silently.

It was a good hour she waited alone in the dungeon, feeling more and more like a prisoner as each minute passed. She didn't dare poke her head out or go looking for Mrs. Winthrop. She'd already failed so many tasks, something as simple as waiting in her room would be the final straw for the senior maid. So, she waited some more, quietly braiding her hair to keep her fingers busy. Finally, she heard the sound of heeled footsteps clacking against the stone floor down the hall. It echoed a distance away but soon became louder and more clear. Mindy sat herself in front of the doorway to her dungeon and waited for it to open.

In came Mrs. Winthrop with some items in her arms. She approached Mindy who greeted her, "Greetings, mistress."

Winthrop dropped her goods beside the slave. She bend down next to the blonde and spoke low to the girl, "Today is the day of your transformation!" Mindy tilted her head, raising an eyebrow at the leathers that laid next to her on the floor and at her mistress' statement. She was about to ask about that but Mrs. Winthrop continued on anyways, "I will be transforming you from a mediocre maid for hire... an untrained, inept slave... into an obedient, loyal and most importantly, capable employee of the Livingstone Estates."

As the elder maid explained her plans, she began taking the leathers she had dropped next to Mindy and putting them on the girl. Mindy didn't complain, not that she would be able to once the ball gag was put on. The leather synched tightly by a strap behind her head and held snug, holding her mouth open and unable to move. The petite blond soon found herself in arm restraints next. They bent her arms at the elbows so that she seemed to be holding paws up like a dog. She tried to look around, only to realize the gag also came equipped with blinders that blocked her peripheral vision. Around her waist was a corset that tightened over her stomach, forcing her spine to straighten up and pushing out her already large breasts to appear even larger. She felt her heart quicken as a sudden rush of fear washed over her. She tested the arm binds to find them aptly secure around her arms. Winthrop noticed the struggle and took the girl by the chin in order to turn Mindy's head to look at her.

Sally gave Mindy a warm, reassuring look, "I won't hurt you, child. I will discipline you, but you will not be harmed."

Mindy took the words to heart and calmed herself. Winthrop coaxed her further by stroking her hair and whispering softly.

"There there, my sweet, little thing, you'll be fine. You'll be better than fine." She stroked Mindy's back and down the girl's backside. Mindy closed her eyes and moaned softly. She couldn't help but notice the lingering hands on her ass though and paused. There was a finger stroking along her butt crack as the other fingers gently pried her cheeks apart. Mindy flushed up, holding her breath, feeling a moistness grow between her legs.

The blonde's eyes were alert, darting back and forth in frustration as the blinders blocked her view. She could still feel Mrs. Winthrop rubbing her ass and it was confusing and frustrating her in more ways than one. The head maid became silent, working her finger over Mindy's puckered arse hole, circling it with gentle pressure until with a gasp from the recipient, the finger plunged in!

Mindy gasped some more as the finger didn't relent, but kept pushing in, still drawing circles to open up space. The slave writhed on the ground, rotating her hips, which ended up letting in more. Mindy gritted her teeth and splayed her legs as the foreign object continued to enter her backside. Her eyes were wide with shock as it shoved deeper than any finger should be able to reach, until finally there was a sensation of a plug, as her hole felt like it was receding over the object inserted into her.

Mindy laid on the ground, small beads of sweat formed over her exposed skin. Mrs. Winthrop stood up and walked around to face the girl. "Now, get up and take a look at what you have become."

Mindy slowly got to her feet, struggling to balance herself without use of her arms. She looked around and found the standing mirror she had been using to braid her hair in. She looked into it with shock at what she had become! Looking back at her was a pony girl! The gag was a part of a head harness adorned with pony ears as decoration. The ends of the arm restraints were decorative hooves. She strained to see her back side where the corset sported a mock saddle on the back and her ass waved around a pony tail!