We had been talking about doing it for some time...a fantasy weekend where I would serve as my girlfriend's maidservant all weekend long. The plans were set, everything was in place and now I was driving home from work on Friday afternoon with butterflies in my stomach that soon I would be in uniform and chastity serving Caroline all weekend...no "time-outs", no excuses, no turning back. She and I had played Mistress and maid before. I had introduced her to the idea shortly after we started dating seriously. I wondered if it would be something that she would enjoy, that she would like to do on a more regular basis. I didn't need to wait long to find out. She stepped into the role of Mistress with untold ease. She was gentle, kind and loving towards me...delighting in outfitting me in feminine garments, fixing my makeup, teaching me how to walk and move gracefully. She was not sadistic or cruel and I didn't test her or push her to be. In the course of our scenes if my service was somehow not pleasing to her she would lovingly reprimand me, "No, dear, I want you to do it THIS way. Understood?" I desparately wanted to please her so of course I answered with a sweet, "Yes Ma'am. I understand now, Mistress. Thank You." "Good, madeleine. I really would hate to have to put you over my knee. You don't want that now do you?" "No Ma'am! I certainly don't!" This is the manner in which she quickly trained me to serve her, kind, patient, loving....tender. There had been times when she was forced to punish me though and she did so without hint of anger or meaness...Almost reluctantly would she have me place myself over her knee and lift my skirts to her hand. After I had received my spankings she would sometimes have me stand in the corner for several minutes to think about what I had done and to learn the lesson she was trying to teach me. When the corner time was over she would order me to come kneel at her feet and she would softly caress my cheek and in a soothing voice, say, "Now...you know your Mistress doesn't like to punish you, right?" "Yes Ma'am, I know." "That I am only disciplining you in order to help you become the maid you want to be. Isn't that so? Don't you want to be a good maidservant for me?" "Yes, Mistress, I do. Very much so, Mistress.I'm sorry I let you down, Ma'am." "You didn't let me down so much as you let yourself down, dear. Isn't that right?" "Yes Mistress." "I know you want to just be my perfect little maid, now don't you?" "Yes Ma'am, that is what I want, Ma'am." "And that is what I am doing. So don't sulk now, madeleine...you know you're my sweet girl..." "Thank You, Mistress, Thank You so much for having me, Ma'am." "You're welcome, my dear. And it's my pleasure. Don't you know I love my madeleine? I love having my very own maid!" "Thank You, Mistress...And I love being your maid, Ma'am!" "So we've learned our lesson, today then? I don't have to go over this again do I?" "No Ma'am. I have learned my lesson and I will do it properly next time, Mistress." "Good girl. Now go finish up your chores, madeleine." "Yes Mistress! Thank you, Mistress!" Up to this point these scenes had only lasted a few hours. A few hours where she and I could disappear into these alternate lives...where we could escape the responsibilities of work, bills, the future...and just immerse ourselves in our fantasies. As we grew closer the scenes became more elaborate and rich, more passionate, more erotically charged. And now this weekend we were taking the next step...48 hours of maid service to my girlfriend, my lover...my Mistress!