Chloe Silk Satin and White Cotton Victorian Style Nightgowns

Chloe silk satin thought for a brief moment about the lifestyle she was being offered. The pretty feminine private room, the beautiful silky new clothes and the friendly staff she had already met since she arrived in the house. She also contemplated her recent past including the unfortunate incident with her last employers married son who had forced his hands beneath her nightdress in the dead of the night. She remembered too how she had no one and nothing left in the world and she guessed that her Mistress had already weighed all this up before she had chosen her for the position. Chloe looked across the desk at the immaculately dressed business woman and knew from the look upon the other woman’s face that her destiny was sealed at least for the foreseeable future. I have documents prepared by my solicitors the Mistress said and once you sign them you will be legally bound to obey my every instruction. Chloe was sure that she saw a look of intense pleasure pass over the woman’s face as she said the bit about obeying but she didn’t care she had nowhere else to go. So she leant forward over the desk and was sure she felt the mistresses staring down her crisp white blouse as she signed the official looking papers that were slid across the desk towards her.

The days that followed went by in a blur as she settled into the routine of dressing in frilly feminine slips, lingerie and her immaculate neat business skirts and blouses. Chloe absorbed everything she was taught by Clarissa and the other “maids” as they were called. They were all really friendly and she soon discovered that they were all legally bound into their employment with the Mistress just as she herself was. Chloe liked them all but her undisputed favourite was a girl called Julie and they hit it off almost straight away becoming good friends. They were able to talk about almost anything but whenever Chloe asked her about the Mistress Julie came over all nervous and tried to change the subject. In fact no one seemed inclined to talk about the Mistress at all. It was almost as though they had been sworn to secrecy which should have come as no surprise considering the terms of their employment. She spent the evenings around the large kitchen table snacking, drinking coca and socializing with the other maids before going to her room to slip off her smart skirt and smooth cool crisp cotton blouse before reading or just relaxing on the pretty feminine sheets dressed in her matching Victorian style nightgown and robe. The windows in her room looked out across the lush green countryside and on a clear day she could see distant rolling hills that stretched up to meet the crisp grey skies on the horizon. It was all a far cry from the grimy city where she had lived with her parents until they died from T.B. probably caused by the cold and damp. All the rooms along the corridor were occupied by the maids and Julie was a regular visitor to Chloe’s room most evenings. There were a few nights however when Julie had said she would be unable to visit but she would never say why and that by now familiar nervous look would briefly flash across her face.

It was on one such night that Chloe was woken from her dreamy state by the sound of footsteps in the corridor. At first she had thought that maybe Julie had changed her mind and was coming to pay her a late visit after all. The footsteps however passed by the door in the direction of the stairs leading into the Mistresses private rooms. Filled with curiosity Chloe slipped from between the crisp cool white sheets and quietly opened the door ever so slightly just in time to see the backs of several night gowned figures starting off down the private staircase. They were all dressed in the same white cotton Victorian style nightgowns so she knew that they must have been maids but what on earth were they doing on the Mistresses private stairs in the middle of the night? Chloe knew that maids were forbidden to use the staircase unless at the express instruction of the Mistress herself so she immediately put any thoughts about following right out of her head. In the few weeks that she had lived and worked in the house the notion of total loyalty had been well drilled into her so she knew better than to mention the event to anyone else.Over the next few weeks however she found herself lying awake between the crisp white sheets late at night listening for the now familiar footsteps in the corridor. They of course always came on the nights that Julie said she would not be popping in for their regular girlie chats. Chloe racked her brains trying to imagine were on earth the maids were going in the middle of the night and even wondered if they were wandering around parts of the house they shouldn’t be. What if they were up to some girlish prank or even leaving the house after dark a practice which was also forbidden. Now she had worked herself into a real dilemma, should she speak to the mistress herself and alert her to these nocturnal goings on? Or perhaps she should try once again to talk to Julie about it? Then again maybe she knew nothing about it either, after all Chloe had never seen anyone’s face only the backs of the group as they had descended the stairs in their crisp white Victorian nightgowns and matching pretty feminine cotton robes .  She decided therefore that the best thing to do for now at least would be to say nothing to anyone. After all no one else had any idea that she was aware of these nightly forays below stairs and to all intents she was supposedly fast asleep tucked up in her bed when they occurred. Yes , she thought to herself say nothing and don’t get involved but what if the other maids asked her to join them in whatever they were up too? Then her loyalty to her employer would be on the line and she would have no choice but to report the matter directly to the mistress…..