Neighbourhood Terror to Sissy

Part 23

Chapter 25

While Marcy was doing her best to reapply the many makeup products Stephanie had shown her to use, Stephanie was making quick work out of repairing her own makeup. It was very clear that she was very practiced at it since she only needed a few minutes to reapply the complex look. The rest of it was spent sternly supervising Marcy's job.

When she was finally finishing up she was once again shocked at how much this make up made her look like a real girl. It really did make a world of difference, even though it wasn't quite perfect yet. "Hmm, that'th good enough for now. You're thowing improvement and it'th thtarting to look good if you don't look too clothe." Stephanie eventually lisped once Marcy was done with her make up. Although Marcy wasn't all too happy to be complimented on such a skill, it was a huge relief to hear Stephanie was satisfied with her work. After all even an unwanted compliment was so much better than that painful crop.

Another problem now was that she didn't really know whether or not she should thank Stephanie and curtesy to her for that compliment. It was pretty much a dilemma for Marcy. Curtsying, especially to Stephanie was very embarrassing, so she wanted to keep it at an absolute minimum. At the same time however, she knew that if she forgot to curtesy when she should, she would face another lash with the crop as well as being forced to perform the curtesy anyways.

In the end Marcy decided it was better to be safe rather than sorry, better curtesy too much than too little. So she reluctantly got up and dropped into a deep curtesy towards Stephanie saying. "Thank you Stephanie for complimenting my make up."

When she got back up out of her curtesy Marcy saw a broad smile plastered across Stephanie's face who was obviously enjoying her embarrassment. "Alright, we've lotht enough time already. It'th time to get back to work tho chop chop off you go to the thtore once more." She lisped, happy to see that her strict training was obviously paying off.

"Yes Stephanie." Marcy obediently said dipping into another curtesy before paying attention to keep a perfect mince as she walked into the store again. As long as she remembered to mince it had actually become quite easy to do so. It still made her feel like a fool, but it didn't feel all that unnatural and forced anymore.

The broad smile on Stephanie's face hasn't left at all as she followed Marcy into the store. She quickly thrust a feather duster into Marcy's hands. It had a shining white handle and pink feathers matching her over the top maid uniform.

"Thince you did thuch a good job vacuuming the whole thtore thith morning, I think the time hath arrived to clean the thtorefront window ath well. Your job thith afternoon ith to dutht off all the mannequinth in the thtorefront window, you are to do tho carefully and with motionth from the writht alone. Don't worry, I'll correct where needed." Stephanie said, enjoying the look of pure horror on Marcy's made up face.

Her entire workday had been a humiliating nightmare up until now, but this latest task was so much worse than anything she had to do before. Hell even sucking that delivery drivers cock in the backroom was better than this. Sure it was gross, but at least it was private. Working in this store was technically in public and people could very well walk in if they wanted to, only due to the kind of store it was no one really walked in here unless they had really planned to. Unlike other clothing stores this one didn't have random customers who were just browsing stores. No one looked at the storefront and thought they might find a nice bargain dress in here, especially with the price tags. Only people with ulterior motives and a clear goal came here.

If she had to clean the mannequins in the store front then the relative safety of the store would be gone and she would be seen by pretty much every passer-by. After all it would be really hard not to notice her in this ridiculous outfit, especially with the required delicate movements she was told to make. She just couldn't handle the horror of mincing in that store front and so she froze completely, too scared to object as well.