The reluctant maid

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The reluctant maid

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Samuel Oliver Harrison was up to a year ago a typical teenager (up to when he turned 20). His mother, Elizabeth, owned Harrison’s five-star hotel. He was about to leave school and thought “Why should I work? One day the hotel will be mine”. With that attitude he just wanted to hang around with what his mother called “the wrong types” and playing on his game consul. She wanted him to start in the hotel at the bottom and work his way up. That way he would know the hotel inside out. He was lucky that the authorities knew he had a job lined up so accepted that he would only be back to school for a week after the summer holidays of six weeks break and then leave on his birthday.. Samuel's father had died when he was young so didn’t remember him.

Elizabeth tried every weekend for a year to get him to go to the hotel and learn the trade, but Samuel wanted nothing to do with it. He wanted to go out with his mates and pick up girls. Elizabeth despaired. One day he got into trouble with the police and caused all sorts of problems. However, her solicitor managed to get the magistrate to give him a caution on condition that he came under his mother's authority. He still had three weeks before the school holidays so she could not take him to work with her. Samuel couldn’t even be bothered to go to the barbers and to his mother’s disgust, had allowed his hair to grow long. This was not the right impression for a manager of the hotel should be giving.

That week Elizabeth sat in holding her head in despair. Her manager Sarah Jenson, asked what was wrong. She told her that Samuel was causing her to lose track of what she had to do. Sarah suggested that she could bring him next weekend and in the meantime as part of the hotel was closed for a half day to allow the wiring to be inspected and the computers to be updated, she could get the staff together and let them know of Elizabeth’s problem. Elizabeth was not sure as it was her problem and she didn’t want to burden everyone else with it and she didn’t like the whole hotel staff knowing of her problems.

Sarah told her that everyone thought the world of her and would do anything to help. She had helped them enough in the past. Eventually Elizabeth felt tears running down her face as Sarah left. But she had conceded to let Sarah call the staff to a meeting.

Elizabeth was held up so could not attend the meeting until a little later. Sadly, the meeting had finished by the time she got there. However, they had come up with a plan. But Elizabeth had to go along with it or it would be a waste of time. Elizabeth asked what it was and was told, “We will sort that out, but Samuel will have to work along with the staff for the six weeks”. All she had to do is tell her what size shoes and clothes he wore. Elizabeth was puzzled but told her straight away. She thought that Sarah would get him a nice business suit and make him change from his normal jeans and T shirt. If he doesn’t agree then Elizabeth had to tell him “that he would have to go back to school after the break to finish the term off”. This is what Elizabeth was trying to get him to do, learn the ropes of how to run a hotel, so went along with it. It would also see how he treated the staff. He treated people with contempt and was always disdainful of anybody he didn’t know and like.

At home that night Elizabeth told Samuel of the plans. Samuel argued so Elizabeth said that she hoped he had a nice time back at school after the break. “I only have to go back for a week”. Elizabeth told him that was only if he came to the hotel with her or else, he would go back for the three months. Samuel considered that was unfair but Elizabeth told him he will find life is unfair so he had better learn to tackle it.

The week crawled by for Elizabeth but flew by for Samuel. Eventually Friday night came along and Elizabeth told him he had better take a good shower. Samuel did as he was told. The only thing that got Elizabeth puzzled was how were they going to make Samuel work? She had no idea what the staff had planned. However, she would find out by nine o’ clock in the morning.

Saturday morning came and at eight o’ clock, Elizabeth took Samuel to the hotel. She parked her car and the pair got out. Sarah met them and had a quiet word with Elizabeth. In turn she told Samuel he had to go with Sarah and learn his job.
The pair saw two burley security guards. Maybe he would learn to be one of them. No, they carried on walking. The two guards watched as they disappeared into the service lift. Sarah closed the door and pressed the button to go down a floor. The lift doors opened and Sarah stepped out so Samuel followed her. “I have to get back upstairs to supervise the new decorations that will be put in the conference room. Go through those doors in front of you and report to Miss Watkins the supervisor. She will sort out what work there is for you”

Sarah stepped back into the lift and so after watching the doors close and the lift go up and out of sight, he opened the door and stepped into a store room. There were all the twenty maids and waitresses there all in their respective uniforms waiting for their orders of the day.

An older woman came into the room and said “Good morning everybody” They all replied “Good morning Miss Watkins” back. Then she turned to Samuel. “Good morning Mr Harrison. Would you care to inspect the staff?” He asked why should he? “Because on Monday we will be expecting rather important people for a conference and we want an outside opinion. As we have no one, you will have to do”

Samuel thought he could have fun with this so got the girls to stand in two lines while he walked up and down examining them very carefully and closely. He made a few notes in his mind. They were all very pretty and had he realised this earlier he would have come to the hotel sooner. He was loving this authority he had over these girls. He spoke to them in a manner that belittled them. Still, they had a little secret he didn’t know about.

Miss Joanne Watkins asked him for his opinion of the uniforms. “They are a new design to us. Basically, they are the same but with a different apron to cover them. Cleaners have the bodiced apron while waitress staff have the waist apron. It saves us money. Also, when we are short of a waitress or a cleaner, we can get them to step up. All they have to do is change their aprons and caps. What do you think? It saves time”

Samuel found himself attracted to the white aprons standing out against the black short sleeved dresses with their white collars and cuffs. He also liked the caps each occupation had to wear. For some reason the flatness of the brilliant white apron against their stomachs fascinated him. He couldn’t explain it, but Miss Watkins and the girls knew what the reason was.

“Well, we will start with the cleaning. I’ll pair you all up and want two to each floor. But I want Jane to join me so I can tell her of the new way of working and the regulations. That sadly makes us one short. Miss Harrison, you will be with Belinda cleaning the top floor bedrooms”

Samuel spoke up. “Sorry you called me Miss Harrison. In case you haven’t noticed, I am a man”. Mis Watkins replied, “Not for long. Get him girls” Samuel tried to run but found the door locked. The girls grabbed him and Miss Watkins shouted, “Okay. Strip him”

Samuel soon found it was a waste of time trying to fight a mass of female bodies. In a matter of moments, he was standing there in front of the girls, naked and trying to cover himself up. The girls started to laugh. Miss Watkins came up with some clothes. She handed him a pair of black satin panties. “Put them on” Samuel replied he couldn’t. He was grabbed, shoved on the floor and held down. The panties were slipped on over his feet, pulled up and the waistband elastic was allowed to settle back on his waist. He found them rather tight. A black satin corset was pulled up to around his body to his chest, he was rolled over to face the floor so the laces could be pulled tight. Samuel found it hard to breathe. “Take long slow breaths and you will find it easier” one of the cleaners told him. Black stockings were pulled up his legs and attached to the corset. Another of the cleaners took some breast forms, smothered them with carpet glue and shoved them in the cups of the corset.

As much as Samuel tried to struggle, the weight of the girls holding him down held him fast stopping him from defending himself. A pair of pearl earrings were superglued to his ears.

A full-length cotton petticoat was pulled over his head and the girls guided his arms through the straps of the petticoat. Now he was allowed to stand up. “You either let us finish you off or you go out as you are” Miss Watkins said. Samuel knew he was beaten so told them to get on with it. He could only stride with a short step and was told that someone had machined the petticoat to turn it into a hobble petticoat. Another petticoat went over the top to make sure the dress hung right.

The black dress was handed to him and he stepped into it. One of the girls was grinning as she did up the studs. He was told to sit while false nails were superglued to his fingers. One girl worked on his make-up while another did his hair. That was permed to look like a style befitting a maid. He was handed a pair of girl’s style flat heeled shoes before finally the bodiced apron was pulled over his head and the waist band ties were tied with a big bow. Samuel found the clothing was rather hot and complained. “You wait until you start working young lady” Samuel moaned he was a man but was told to look in the mirror. He did and all he saw was a smartly dressed cleaning lady in a fresh uniform looking back at him.

Finally, the cleaners style cap was put on his head and clipped in place. Some of the cleaners and waitresses took photos of him for their own enjoyment. Miss Watkins told him he now has to report to Miss Jenson and his mother for inspection. He said he couldn’t and wouldn’t go dressed like that. “You have no other clothes as while you were being dressed, I gave your clothes to Miss Jenson who sent them by post to your house. So, the clothes you are wearing are all you have”. Samuel knew he was beaten.

The girls were giggling profusely by now but they had some work to do while Samuel reported to his mother. As he stepped out of the lift, he saw the hotel was full of customers. Miss Watkins said quietly from the corner of her mouth, “You have to take small steps thanks to that petticoat, so swing each leg in front of the other in turn. That gives you a nice feminine wiggle walk. When we get to see Miss Jenson and your mother, you will have to hold your apron at the corners and curtsy. Put one leg in front of the other and don’t forget to thank them, for giving you this job”

Samuel was sure the customers realise he was a man. However, he decided to ignore them and get on with it. Maybe they were attracted to his wiggle as he walked. Samuel was glad when Miss Watkins and he reached his mother’s office. Miss Watkins knocked on the door and Sarah Jenson called out for them to enter. That was when Miss Watkins showed Samuel how to curtsy. “Don’t forget” They entered the room to see Miss Jenson sitting at her desk. She sat there with her mouth open for a second. "“Wow. We have a really beautiful young lady on our staff now” she reached into her cabinet and took something out just as Elizabeth came into the room behind them.

Sarah spoke next, “We have our new member of staff waiting to start Elizabeth” Elizabeth walked round to the side of Sarah and looked. She was astonished. Samuel had been transformed from a rough young man to a really gorgeous young lady. Sarah handed Elizabeth the thing she had taken from her cabinet and said that Elizabeth should fix it. Samuel was hoping that his mother would get him out of this jam. Instead she looked at the badge and opened the pin up, showed it to Samuel. It read in bold letters that was easy to read, “SAMANTHA” before fastening it on over the bodice of the apron that was covering Samuel's newly acquired breasts.

Then she spoke “Right Samantha, you know you are working on the top floor today. Those rooms were decorated and need to be made up for our guests. They will be arriving later. I shall be coming up with Miss Jenson and Miss Watkins and if we are not satisfied with your work, you will do it again and again until we are happy with it” Samuel said he wouldn’t do it. Elizabeth said that was fair enough. In that case as a mere cleaner she couldn’t go home in his mother’s car so will have to earn enough, maybe in tips for the bus fare or simply walk the ten miles home. Samuel argued that was cruel but Elizabeth cut him off to tell him it was not as not as cruel as he had been for a long time now.

Finally, he was told that he would have to use the ladies rest room to prevent any concern among the guests and he was given a list of names. “These are the girls’ names. Their name badges only show their first name just like yours Samantha. You will learn the full names and call them by Miss whatever their name is like Miss Smith or Miss Jenson. And you will refer me as Mrs Harrison not as mum or mother. Now get on with your work” Samuel thanked them for giving him the job and gave them a curtsy. Elizabeth was inwardly smiling. Already there was an improvement.

Miss Watkins led him out of the room. On the way to the service lift she said that if he made a good job of it his mother would take him home. If not, he either has a long walk in that dress or catch a bus. “Now report to Belinda or Miss Beaumont as you must call her. Any departure from this will earn you crosses on your report and if you think this is bad, believe me, the girls have even worse things for you in mind” Samuel could not think of a worse torture. If his mates could see him now, his life would be over.

Elizabeth and Sarah kept on talking. Elizabeth liked what she had seen so far. “How do I keep him from going back to his old ways?” Sarah said he had been told his clothes had been posted. Then she got them out of her cupboard and handed them to Elizabeth. “I suggest you go home, collect the rest of his male clothes and replace them with skirts, blouses and other nice feminine things. If he reacts, I’m sure the security staff will come to your aid and take him back to school dressed like that and the girls would come along to make sure he is properly dressed. Try and get him a girl's school uniform. I’m certain he will detest that. Especially the school knickers” Elizabeth said the girls in their final year can, but don’t have to wear the uniform. “That is what makes it so embarrassing. Samantha will stand out like a sore thumb. See if you can get a games skirt so her knickers will be on display when she does P.E”

Elizabeth had contacts and looked on line to see if she could get the items. She found a place that does school uniforms of all sizes so phoned them up. They were an hour away by car so she agreed to go home and pick them up along the way. She could also get some skirts and blouses as well. Sarah advised her to get short skirts so Samuel feels exposed.

By four that afternoon Samuel’s male clothes were in a secure storage space. All his pants had been replaced by knickers and bras. He even had Mary Jane style shoes for school and his school uniform and P.E, kit was hanging up in his wardrobe. There were three short everyday skirts, one being a lightweight skaters skirt, along with four-inch heeled shoes to make sure his panties would be seen if he wasn’t careful or it was windy, plus a couple of blouses. Elizabeth was ready to go and get him.

She drove back to the hotel to see how her new daughter was getting on. Sarah told her to go up and look. On the way she told Elizabeth that three times she had to have the room cleaned up again and Belinda told her that twice Belinda had been called by her first name and not as Miss Beaumont. “First day and you have five crosses against you. You have only got five to go for punishment and you won’t like it one little bit”

However, by now the rooms were spotless and everything was perfect. Elizabeth said she might as well stay for dinner now. That gave Sarah an idea. The girls will be finishing soon, and how about letting them get changed into their normal clothes and all having a meal together. I’ll pay”. Elizabeth said Samuel hadn’t any normal clothes. “We can change his apron and who do you think will serve us. The male staff will be starting soon so the girls can leave. Elizabeth agreed so Sarah went to pass the message around. All the women and girls wanted to go for the meal. They wouldn’t miss this for anything.

Miss Watkins told Samuel what was happening and he thought it was unfair. He would be seen by everybody. Her reply was that was his problem not anybody else’s. He had to try to be as convincing a girl as he could be.

When the time came, the girls freshened up his makeup and smoothed out his uniform before tying the waitress apron around his waist. Then they realised he had the wrong hat on. It was immediately swapped for a waitress one. Miss Watkins told him that if he spilt any of the drinks or dropped any of the food, it would be two crosses against him for each accident. He was not to forget to curtsy and thank them with their surname when the girls spoke to him. Samuel could feel he was blushing when he heard this news. This was not good.

He did manage to complete the night without any mistakes, so his mother agreed he could go home with her as the last bus had gone and it was dark outside. On the way, Elizabeth had noticed that Samuel had become a lot quieter. And this was only the first day. No longer was he the brash youth with unkempt hair, but instead he, or rather she was beginning to be a loveable person.

At home Elizabeth helped him remove the outer layers of clothing and hung them up for him. Samuel went to look for his jeans and found only the girls clothes his mother had bought him. Elizabeth heard the shout from the kitchen where she was making coffee for herself. Samuel came rushing into the kitchen screaming at her. “Where’s my clothes?”
Elizabeth ignored it but carried on pouring out the coffees for them. “Sit down Samantha” Samuel screamed his name was Samuel not Samantha. Elizabeth said quietly, “Samantha, I prefer you as that as you are like Dr. Jeckyll and Mr. Hyde. As a girl you are all sweetness and light. As a young man you are ignorant, rude, someone who is not likeable, in fact detestable. What one would you chose if you were me?”

One day Mrs. Watkins had a girl with her. She was about the same age as Samuel. It turned out she was only a week younger and was going for an interview to take up accountancy. Her name was Beth. Samantha was told to look after her until it was time for her to go to the venue and try to see if she could start her course. Samantha got her a cup of coffee and she asked him to sit with her. Rather than laughing at him, she seemed sympathetic. She asked what Samuel was doing dressed as a maid. Samuel blushed and told her the whole story. Beth gave Samuel a gentle kiss on the cheek and said “You poor thing”. Samuel couldn’t tell her he was enjoying the fuss he was getting and he was beginning to enjoying the softness and smartness of the uniform.
Last edited by bound_jenny on 05 Nov 2019, 01:03, edited 1 time in total.
Reason: Replacing vocabulary indirectly suggesting the underage status of the protagonist
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