Following his initial interview with Mistress Enya, Steve now had to wait at home for a written critique of his interview. If Mistress deemed him appropriate he would be invited to return for additional training, she made it perfectly clear that if there were to be a second interview he would be thoroughly tested.

Almost two weeks passed and he had given up hope of hearing from this Goddess that he desired to serve. When he arrived home, there in his mailbox was a pale pink envelope; it was sealed with a gold stamp, embossed with the initials “M.E.” and he was addressed to Maid Stephanie which instantly made him blush, knowing that his mailman surely snickered at the name. Steve ripped it open and eagerly read the short note written in elegant handwriting almost as if it were written in calligraphy. It read:

“Maid Stephanie, I am pleased to advise you that you have been selected to proceed to the next phase of the interview process. I found your desire to please refreshing and it made up for some glaring flaws that I will correct at our next meeting. You are to attend to me at my suite located at #60 – 1010 Columbia Street on Saturday at 12 noon.”

Steve spent that evening preparing his uniform and he decided to impress his Mistress by preparing a plate of baking for her to enjoy.

He arrived promptly at noon and rang the buzzer at the front door. He was instructed to wait at the front door while Mistress came down to admit him into the building. At the time, movers were in the process of assisting a new resident to move into the building, which oddly enough made Steve nervous. When the elevator door opened, Mistress Enya emerged looking even more refined and elegant than during his initial interview. She wore black stiletto heels, black stockings, a conservative black skirt, tight pink blouse that slowed off her magnificent breasts and a tailored jacket. She was such a sight that even the movers stopped to stare as she approached Steve, she took him by the elbow and lead him back to the elevator in such a manner that even though it was subtle, it was clear that she was in charge.

Back at the apartment she pointed towards the washroom,

“You may get dressed and report to me for inspection.”

Steve hurriedly changed into his uniform and in his rush he got a run in his stocking. He didn’t have time to change it, so he decided that it would be better to take his chances with a minor uniform flaw, versus taking too long to get changed. He dashed out into the living room where Mistress was relaxing and glancing at a coffee table book filled with dominant Mistresses and their slaves.

“You may present yourself for inspection.”

Mistress pointed to the middle of the room where he nervously stood.

“Slowly turn around so I can see your uniform.”

As he did he heard a disapproving sign, which he assumed, meant that she saw the run in his brand new stockings.

“Lift your dress up so I can see your panties and slowly turn around again.”

Once again he did as commanded and then stood facing her with his eyes downcast. He could see her reach over to the coffee table and pick up a small notebook and pen. She made some notes and then in a sharp, controlled tone instructed him,

“You may prepare me some tea and clean up the dishes.”

For the next few minutes he went about his duties and tried to familiarize himself with the immaculate kitchen. He laid out a selection of various teas on a small plate and returned to the living room so that Mistress could make a choice. He was hoping that this little added touch would please her, but if it did she did not let on. Mistress merely made a choice and dismissed Stephanie back to the kitchen. Stephanie was mildly hurt by her lack of appreciation; he moved onto phase two and presented her with the plate of six different types of baking.

“Maid Stephanie please describe to me what each of these selections are.”

Stephanie explained each in detail and once again she coolly dismissed him back to his chores.

“Maid Stephanie I have brought along a very nice video tape that you may place in the VCR to watch while you complete your tasks. It’s a very erotic video and I hope that you take note of the maid’s conduct.”

As Stephanie readied the tea and cleaned the kitchen, he watched a very demure blond maid waited, on a seductive black and white video, of a Mistress with a strong resemblance to Mistress Enya. Stephanie noted that his Mistress found the nature of the maid very pleasing, he was fairly certain that this video was not just for his enjoyment, but rather a subtle indication of what she expected of him.

He presented the tea to his Mistress and then obediently stood by her side while she sipped her tea, nibbled on the sweets and enjoyed the remainder of the video. She took particular delight with the ending where the Mistress administered a severe spanking on the white bottom of the maid. Stephanie grew nervous at this time, because as it was unfolding on the TV screen, Mistress Enya had reached up under his skirt and was teasingly rubbing his pantied bottom.

“You may eject the video and return it to me.”

Stephanie did as he was told; he then kneeled at her side, not because she instructed him to, but rather because he sensed it to be appropriate. Mistress opened up the coffee table book again and for the next 15 minutes she slowly leafed through the book, which was filled with gorgeous Mistresses putting slaves through very humiliating and sometimes painful training. All of this visual stimulation was too much for Stephanie; as he kneeled beside Mistress Enya, he could not help but to stare at her ample bosom, he desired to reach out and touch them because he had a strong bra fetish and could only imagine that she was wearing a very sexy brassiere. Looking at the photos in the book only made it worse and she tormented him further by continually crossing and uncrossing her legs. What he wanted more than anything in the world was for her to allow him to worship her body.

Without warning she closed the book,

“Go place that chair in the middle of the room!”

Stephanie did as he was told and then stood beside Mistress Enya.

“Now then Stephanie I have made some notes that will require correction. Firstly, stockings with runs are unacceptable; you must stop purchasing inferior quality stockings. Secondly, 2 ½” heels will not do, your comfort is secondary to your appearance. I require 4” to 5” heels that will improve the look of your legs. In addition your uniform is incomplete; you need gloves as well as a maid’s cap to be a proper maid. I expect and so do my guests, that a maid is feminine and appealing to the eye, your posture is also far from acceptable. I have a very special way of improving your posture which I will reserve for another day should you not improve it on your own.”

Mistress then stood up and walked over to the chair, she sat down and without a word Stephanie knew his place was across her lap. He nervously lowered himself across her lap, she flipped up his skirt and without a word his panties were pulled down around his ankles. Mistress then delivered a long, slow spanking on his bare bottom, allowing enough time between each smack to let the sting set in. After what seemed like 50 smacks it was over.

“Thank you Mistress.”

“You may stand in the corner Stephanie and think about what I have told you today.”

Stephanie quickly pulled up her panties and stood in the corner with her nose firmly pressed against the wall. Mistress chatted on the telephone for a few minutes and only stopped when there was a knock at the front door.

“Stephanie!! You may answer the door!!”

Mistress was clearly annoyed by Stephanie’s slow response to the door and even slower response to her command. She walked over to her maid who had a shocked look on her face, a quick sharp slap across the face followed by 4 or 5 across the bum were enough to get Maid Stephanie moving.

Mistress pointed to the front door and without a word Stephanie nervously walked over.

To be continued……………

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