EPISODE EIGHT: The Great Escape

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EPISODE EIGHT: The Great Escape

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On Thursday and Friday Mimi kept in touch with Patsy. Not only were their French Maid outfits nearly identical but they agreed to add black lace neck bands; Mimi sewed a Velcro patch for quick attachment and comfort. They wanted to appear as two employees for a service provider company. “Professionalism” came to mind. They had to be entertaining to everyone, yet discourage individuals trying to take advantage of women. During their contact Patsy advised he had heard from the “rescue women’s team” reassuring all was set to go. At 11:45 PM on Friday evening Mimi and Patsy would be moved via Escape mode. Women along the way would manage the paths for their subsequent steps. Mistress Cindy had also confirmed everyone’s readiness.

Mimi began dressing by early Friday afternoon. In the solitude she stared into her own eyes realizing her imagination was growing more anxious. Young college males, drinking on weekends, and partying as if it was their final celebration could be overly “cranked-up” for every female in sight. Mimi wanted to assure none of them would think she was anything but “female.” Her white panties, garter and nylons were perfect. She wore brand new low-cut sneakers, black so they wouldn’t stand out, since she’d be standing, and later “running” for quite a period of time. Her padded bra rendered an excellent illusion to appear feminine. A corset was avoided because it would not be wise to restrict deep breathing for this particular evening.

Even so, Mimi was fascinated with the look and feel of her frilly petticoat. She felt “perfect” with just that garment around her waist and the abundant cloudy puffs caressing her thighs. The actual French Dress slid over her form easily. She knew she was losing more weight. A few decorative strings in various places about the dress’s waist area were tightened ending in bow ties. As always, Mimi loved how her short skirt only covered half of her petticoat, leaving the majority of frills exposed. The horny boys will love the look.

She had become an expert at applying her own make-up; just a touch here and there. Then some red lipstick was applied. Her hair was brushed beautiful and wavy. Mimi had sewn two extra pouches hidden into her French Maid Apron --- no doubt a sexy business girl would be collecting ample tips from her intoxicated patrons. She made certain her bow-tied apron also had some extra security to prevent her from accidently losing what side benefits she earned. With her collar, cap, and a deep breath, she was prepared.

When Mistress Cindy arrived to pick Mimi up for delivery to the Frat house party, she remarked how delicious Mimi appeared. She politely responded, “Thank you, mam.” Sitting in Cindy’s car, Mimi reflected how much less anxious she was feeling now appearing naturally feminine to passing vehicles. Yet it was still very thrilling, Mimi could feel her breath as hot and sexual passion enveloped her every pore.

Anxiety arose as they approached the destination. Too many persons were already milling around, with many young males craning to spy a glimpse of a girl dressed in a French Maid costume. Carefully she exited then followed Mistress Cindy inside. Cindy obviously knew where they were going and unlighted halls were like pathways to a theater performance. Mistress Cindy showed where Mimi would be serving beverages. Several long steps away was the women’s room, and briefly Cindy’s eyes glanced at the escape route Mimi would later use. Mimi nodded silently.

Patsy was not yet there. Workers, male and female were still arranging areas for tables and chairs and open areas. Along the walls were long counters mounted the entire length. Obviously they are useful for holding drinks while attendees stood and socialized. On the ceiling were dozens of colored lights, several speckled mirror balls to casting out dots with rotating lights, all not yet operating while standard illumination was sufficient for the moment.

The Frat House hosting the party was asked a $5 cover charge, and beverages were extra but affordable. Advertisements touted French Maid Bartenders and obviously this intensified the anticipated large crowd.

Pasty suddenly appear several steps following Lin who then greeted Cindy. Mimi kissed Patsy on the cheek as casually as any female greets a friend. Lin and Cindy left Mimi standing alone as Patsy followed them to become familiar with surroundings. Like a vacuum sucking in workers, several immediately a few of them encircled Mimi. She caused them to halt momentarily as she performed a little pirouette for them, twirling seductively so her petticoat could rise slightly. One or another rendered an opening come-on line but Mimi remained silent. Her nerves vibrated as she was well aware of the intense testosterone levels surrounding her. She loved the attention all the while her thoughts were twisting inside at her own reality.

“Beer?” Cindy asked.

Grinning eagerly, money erupted in their hands like a magic act. Mimi wiggled behind the bar and lowered the bar-portion separating patrons and servers. It was a very smooth move. “Draft or bottles,” Mimi whispered. They all wanted bottles since there was still work to finish. On the wall behind her the sign indicated $2 per bottle and funds were collected. Already generous tips were pushed into her secret pouches, as the workers turned back to their tasks in satisfaction of having “nearly” licked Mimi’s skirt. Having established her first parameter with patrons, she spied to see Patsy joining her behind the bar. They both sighed with some brief comfort of each other’s presence.

Behind Cindy and Lin came Sandy, the organizer of the clandestine plans for the night. Rushing-up behind her was Ronda who was instantly recognized by Mimi and Patsy. The Mistresses introduced Sandy and wished Mimi and Patsy luck for the evening, then departed. Sandy made small talk, mentioning little about anything but bartending. Ronda offered to be of help if any questions arose. Since they had to pay the cover charges before admission, they went outside to await the formal opening.

Patsy and Mimi surveyed each other’s costumes. They truly looked like coworkers from the same company dressed in designated uniforms. However, Patsy sported a small pouch for “tips” around her waist, partially hidden by the apron and he admired Mimi’s ingenuity of actually sewing secret pouches into the apron itself. The added zipper assured nothing would be lost if they were “hurrying off” later in the evening. They chatted, trying their best to speak in higher pitched feminine tones. They had to be in exceptional character for this performance.

It was obvious when the party began as patron volume increased demanding beverages. Early on, Mimi developed a habit of slightly twirling her skirts as she fetch for items. Patsy quietly commented that eyes were focused on her when she did that. Mimi giggled. Within minutes they were struggling to fill orders and collect payments. Surrounding the bar patrons were soon several persons deep enjoying the sexy-clad servers. The evening was rushing to become everything the “House” hoped for.

By 9 PM, Patsy and Mimi were both parrying invitations for extracurricular activities (obviously meaning something more intimate). The ceiling lights were festive and animated, and the noise level of the crowd almost drowned out the music from the speakers. Within 45 minutes more there seemed a noticeable intensity in the atmosphere. Mimi was still twirling her skirts while working and the crowd was responding with far more intensity than before. Ronda struggled to whisper into Patsy’s ear asking for they should plan to leave sooner? Mimi and Patsy briefly conferred and Patsy’s eyes indicated to Ronda “not yet.”

Workers for the Frat House sent more backups to keep supplies ample behind the bar. They made little effort to avoid being brushed by the petticoats surround them. Patrons were volunteering to assist behind the bar. By 11 PM things seemed worse. Mimi and Patsy wanted to call it quits. From Ronda’s whisper he heard the escape van was not yet outside and needed to be called. Mimi took a moment to exchange all coins and dollar bills into larger denominations. This reduced the thickness of the pouches. Afterwards Patsy did the same. The patrons were ready to climb the bar, and none seemed reserved about verbalizing what they really wanted from “sexy women.” Patsy and Mimi were close to panicking. Ronda and Lin organized the planned female-guarded pathway. Several replacements for bartenders took over and the patrons disapproved. But Mimi and Patsy suddenly scurried through the guided pathway and into the ladies room. The door was locked behind them.

They climbed out the window and nearly swan-dived into the waiting open door of the Van. The engine roared as the Van disappeared into the shadows. The female driver and three assistants were all over Mimi and Patsy applauding their escape. They relished the idea that their military exercise had been perfect and well timed. One with a cell phone reported the party was near chaos and even women attending the party were making their way out of reach of insane behavior by the patrons.

With deep relief, Mimi and Patsy sighed and thanked everyone. The Van slowed to normal speeds to avoid attracting the police. After a few minutes Patsy was told she’d be leaving at the first stop, and a few minutes later Mimi would be at the final stop. They didn’t question why they were separated but cooperated with those who saved them from the dissolving Party at the Frat House.

Mimi found herself at a sorority dorm building at a campus about 30 miles from home. As she entered she clearly noticed not all the girls were part of the rescue. Many were watching Mimi and giggling at her appearance. Mimi’s internal alarms flagged her awareness that maybe this wasn’t a total “rescue” attempt. She had no recourse at the moment but to follow instructions until she found herself sitting in a comfortable couch surrounded by perhaps a dozen females seeming admiring her French Maid costume. But at least these weren’t hormone driven drunken college boys!

Mimi was glad to see Ronda enter and she became to focus of everyone’s attention. Ronda apologized to Mimi saying everyone knows you’re a male, who loves to cross dress as a female. Your current costume is fascinating and that’s why all these girls are eager to watch you. Shyly, Mimi confessed that yes, that’s was true, but that she was submissive to Mistresses Kim and Cindy and that she anticipated they would be picking her up right about this time. Her eyes looked quizzically at Ronda as Ronda didn’t answer right away.

Well, that’s not all quite true, Ronda finally added. We have paid your Mistresses a rental to own you for the next 14 days. You belong to us until the third Sunday from now, at Noon. As this realization flowed into Mimi’s psyche, she ultimately succumbed to the situation. Mimi weakly faltered to her knees at Ronda’s feet with her petticoat splayed over her thighs and ankles, hands clasped into her frothy frills, and head bowed and eyes on the floor. She spoke in submission, “yes, Mistress Ronda.” :whip:

Oh my! See: EPISODE NINE: Sissy Maid in novice hands.
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Re: EPISODE EIGHT: The Great Escape

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As with most episode stories, you keep making it exciting at the ends so that we keep reading. :twisted: :)
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