Maid service - A MHG short story. (Patreon)

Shaun and Lenore - Maid service. My hypnotist girlfriend short spin off.

The following is a short, spin-off type story based on the My Hypnotist Girlfriend story. The main story is still being worked on, with part 1 already being free to read and part 2 up on my Patreon page.

I am planning to release this short story very soon, but I wanted to drop it here first as a thank you to the 2 people who subscribed to my page.

Thanks for looking!
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I was getting a little nervous now! My girlfriend Lenore was a skilled hypnotherapist who, for the last couple of weeks, has been using her skills to tease and torment me using various ways. The reason I was nervous was that she hadn't used her skills on me at all in the last couple of days, so I was expecting some kind of hypno themed humiliation any time now.

I was sat watching TV while she was in the bedroom getting ready for another Saturday night out with her girlfriends. Was it too much to ask to hope for a quiet evening to myself? Knowing Lenore, of course it was!

She entered the living room and stood in front of me, blocking the view of the TV as she asked, "Well, how do I look?"

She was wearing a figure hugging black dress with a deep neckline exposing generous amounts of cleavage. In short, she looked stunning.

"Beautiful as always, babe." I replied, standing up to kiss her goodbye and wish her a good evening.

"Aww, you're too sweet! Have fun without me tonight! I won't be home too late, so try not to miss me too much." She said with a smile.

"Just go will you, I can survive a few hours on my own, don't worry." I replied.

"Oh, I know you can, oh by the way ..." She started saying something else, but I must have zoned out as I missed most of her words.

"Helloooo, earth to Shaun, did you hear what I just said? It looked like you had zoned out for a sec."

"Ummm yeah, sorry, what was it you said again?" I asked her apologetically.

"Ugh typical," She answered with a roll of her eyes. "I said the place could use a little 'Maid Service' while I'm out. It's starting to look a little messy. Anyways, I gotta go babe. Have fun, Byeeee." With that, she was gone, leaving me to my evening alone.

I couldn't help but think about what she said on the way out though. She was right, the place could use some cleaning. The more I thought about it, the more I couldn't get the idea of cleaning out of my head. It seemed like there was nothing I wanted to do more.

"Screw it, I can clean up for a while!" I decided. The only problem was that I was definitely not dressed for it.

I headed upstairs to see if there was anything I could throw on to do some cleaning. As I entered our bedroom, something immediately caught my eye.

Hanging in plain view on the front door was a complete french maids outfit straight out of a fetish scene! As soon as I saw the outfit, I realized this is exactly how I should be dressed to clean. How convenient that it was just left hanging there in plain sight. Was it weird that it was there at all? Maybe. But I didn't have time to dwell on that thought right now, I had to get dressed to clean!

I quickly removed my clothes, standing naked in our bedroom. I lifted down the dress and felt the smooth material in my hand. It felt amazing, soft and sensuous. I quickly began getting dressed and before long I was standing in the middle of the room in a black maids dress, complete with white apron and petticoats causing the short skirt to billow outwards, almost exposing my penis to the world.

"Can't exactly walk around with my dick on display" I said to myself, "I'd better find something to cover up with."

I knew that I couldn't exactly wear my boxers with this outfit ... it would look ridiculous, I thought as I made my way over to Lenores panty drawer. For a brief moment, I wondered if it was usual for me to be considering wearing her underwear, but the thought disappeared as quickly as it came.

As soon as I opened the drawer I saw the perfect underwear to go with my outfit.

A white pair with ruffles covering the rear, they were just sitting there right on top of all the other underwear. I had gotten lucky again.

As I pulled the underwear up my legs, I wondered if I'd ever seen Lenore wearing underwear like this before. I didn't have time to dwell though, I still had cleaning to do, and I was finally dressed the part.

For the next couple of hours, I made my way all through the house, dusting, vacuuming, and scrubbing every inch of our home. Every time I had to bend over for something or get down onto my hands and knees, I could feel my skirts lifting up and exposing my pantied rear to the air.

I lost track of time as I happily cleaned the whole house in my sexy attire. Somehow, not feeling out of place at all on the maids get up.

I was just finishing sweeping some dirt from the corner of the living room into a dustpan as I heard a key rattle in the front door.

I immediately snapped to attention and turned to face the front door as it opened and a very drunk Lenore stumbled inside.

As soon as she saw me, she burst out laughing.

"Hahahahaha. Ohhh, my god, Shaun, I totally forgot about the 'Maid Service' trigger! Hahahaha"

As soon as I heard those words, I seemed to snap back to my senses. I immediately realized that Lenore had, in fact, got me again. I had dressed myself in a full maids outfit and panties that she had deliberately left out for me and spent the whole night cleaning the house.

"Lenore!" I shouted in shock as my face turned red with the embarrassment of being found like this. "You made me do this?! I knew something felt off."

I felt a cold breeze up my skirt as I noticed that Lenore still hadn't closed the front door.

"Wait, wait, wait, babe, please tell me you found the panties too! Bend over, let me see that ass before Emma gets in." She slurred at me in her drunken state. I was, of course, shocked at the end of her sentence as I replied.

"What do you mean before Emma gets in?!" I yelled in a panic.

"Ooohhh relax babe I said Emma could stop by for a night cap before she heads home. We just decided we needed one more drink that's all, she's just outside paying for the taxi. You don't mind, do you?"

I was stunned by her question. Clearly, her senses were dulled by alcohol as she had hypnotized me into a maids outfit and then invited a friend over to witness the humiliation!

"Lenore, I'm dressed as a damn maid, of course I mind!" I didn't have time to argue my point, though, as I heard an equally drunk voice call from the front door.

"Lenore, Shaun, guess who's ready for another drink...." Oh my god, Shaun, why are you dressed like that?!"

I could only stare in response, red-faced and open-mouthed as both girls burst out laughing.

This was not going to end well!

End.