Put them on

You pick up the stockings and start to roll them up your legs, before slipping on the French maid's outfit, you then put on the shoes, and before you can stand up he takes each leg and slips a clasp over the heel of each shoe, then padlocks them in place.

"There, that will stop you running off." He hands you several sheets of paper. "Here's a list of chores I expect them all to be done and to a good standard before I even contemplate about letting you go. Understand?"

You look at the list, it will take you at least two days to do all this, probably longer in the silly heels you're wearing, you then look back at him and see he has picked up the riding crop and looks on impatiently waiting for an answer.

"Yes." you reply.

"You will address me as Master or Sir at all times otherwise you will receive another taste of the whip. Understand?"

"Yes Master, the answer is yes to your first question as well Master."

"Good, now tidy this room first while I get a shower."