Caitlin and Mistress Vicky

*Clack* *Clack* *Clack*

The sound of my heels on the kitchen tile was distracting me right when I needed to focus. My wife, or Mistress Vicky as I'm to call her from now on, had left me quite a bit of chores to do today. I had just finished dusting and was getting ready to polish the kitchen floor when the doorbell rang.

*ring ring*

Swallowing nervously, I went to the door and looked out the peephole. Just as I thought; it was another package delivery. You might think this isn't anything to be concerned about, but you're missing two very important facts. The first is that I'm currently dressed as a maid, with black stockings, high heels and a maid's cap, not to mention the matching bra and panties underneath. Both pieces of lingerie covered something; Realistic C-cup breastforms and my own captive clitty. The second fact is that the delivery person is a man. Now I have no interest in men sexually, but it's still extremely embarrassing to be seen by one when I'm dressed like this!

After breathing deeply a few times, I opened the door. Remembering how my wife had trained me to answer, I curtsied deeply.

"Hello Sir, how may I help you?" I lisped in a practised tone.

I could see the surprise on his face slowly change into an intrigued look. From looking at myself in the mirror, I knew it was far from obvious that I wasn't a girl. My long blonde hair was (courtesy of the 100 brush strokes a night and expensive french conditioner my wife had ordered for me) quite silky and shiny. My make-up was well applied and my full bust seemed to cry out "female". Still, I was a little taller than you'd expect a woman to be.

"Got a package for you, need you to sign here." he said, clearly not sure what gender I was.

I took the electronic pad and signed my name as Clayton Adams. Seeing that on the screen reminded me how my wife had imperiously declared that I would be taking her name, not the other way around. Just like similar edicts from her, a combination of gratitude that such a beautiful woman had even noticed me and a little bit of spinelessness had caused me to nod agreeably.