As the lady of the house summoned her for ‘correction’, Wendy had to think back on the fateful choice she had made which led to this being her life. At the time switching bodies with her 18 year old maid Maria had seemed a wonderful idea. In hindsight though she probably should have given it more thought. Sure she had Maria's great body and was 15 years younger, but at what cost?
After the switch, Maria now in Wendy's body, refused to honor the verbal agreement they had made beforehand where she promised that she would transfer half of Wendy's wealthy estate to her maid. This left Wendy trapped in Maria's body, penniless and totally dependent on her former maid. She now had to bow and scrape before her new mistress who decided to go by Gwendolyn as she felt it fit her new role better.
Wendy was also certain that her new mistress held a grudge against her for the way she had treated her in the past, when the shoe was on the other foot so to say. Though Wendy could not recall ever being anywhere near as harsh or demanding as Gwendolyn.
She had to obey every wish her former maid uttered, no matter how frivolous or inane, and quickly or she would be punished. Typically this was done with a humiliating hand spanking over Gwendolyn’s knee, but sometimes a riding crop or other implements were employed and it was done even if they had visitors. Neighbors who she had once counted as friends, saw her bare bottom warmed more than once without ever realizing who was really on the receiving end. They just chuckled and made comments about how hard it was to find good help these days.
She was also worked quite hard. She was always on call, seven days a week, 24 hours a day. Rather than staying in any of the servants rooms, she was made to sleep on the floor at the foot of her Gwendolyn’s bed, so she would be available even in the middle of the night. Worse still, when Wendy had been in charge she had kept a staff of three, but Gwendolyn however determined a staff that size was unnecessary. She let the others go and had Wendy do their work as well. So in addition to her duties as a maid, she was also now the cook and the laundress. It was unfair, but Wendy could hardly complain, it would get her nowhere.
The modest uniform Wendy had provided for her maids to wear was replaced with a skimpy little fetish maids outfit and high heels, which were required to be worn at all times. This made her already onerous duties more difficult and trips beyond the grounds an exercise in mortification, no matter how cute her new mistress said she looked. Truly she should have given such a weighty decision more consideration.
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