The other video Daddy made mewatch all week is called 'Very Intense Sissy Trainer' and it made mevery wet in my panties every day. It also got me pun...shed yesterdayfor the second time. But today I did better and at this morning I wasright on schedule when I changed into my pink maid dress and cleanedDaddy's house from top to bottom. I washed and ironed his clothes(kissing the crotch of each pair of his dirty underwear how he likes),did the dishes, dusted, and cleaned his bathroom and toilet. I wondered why Iwas now in frilly knickers and white hose and nothing else (if youdiscount the bow on my head!). "Walk to the other door," I walked overand saw that there was what looked like an pair of satin knickerssuspended from elastic at each side to the top of the door frame. "Getin," she demanded. I put my legs in the holes and stood there. She pulledat each side to suspend me so my toes just touched the ground. I felt themess in my diaper press close around me and the smell increase.. Some form of necklace; no, a crucifix with the cross dangling enticingly between her... Not for the first time, I gave silent thanks to the amazing ability of the human mind to process so much information, so quickly. Keeping my facial expression carefully composed, I replied, "That depends on what you had in mind." "Clothes, sir." "Sounds promising. Mine or yours?" Now she seemed to be catching on, suppressing a smile and trying to keep her own face neutral. "Yours, sir." "Hmmm... what's wrong. You caught on pretty fast." Are there really aliens?"Yes, everything I've said so far is true. How about I just fill you in on the rest of it the easy way, huh?" That would be nice, thank you." We serve an alien race that first came to this planet in the 1930's. They are an old race and have explored the vast reaches of space for eons. Interstellar commerce, supported by colonization of a diverse range of planets has ensured their success and power over all the other races." So why do they need.