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Hello all, I’m Catherine, a 33-year-old trans woman living near Montreal, Canada. Submission and chastity are relatively new to me, so I decided it would be helpful to keep a journal here where I can learn from everyone on this great site (and hopefully offer some advice in return). For those who haven’t read my intro in the foyer room, here it is again. As mentioned before, I am currently undergoing male-to-female transition (I’ve been living and working as a woman for four years now), something that was entirely my choice. I came out to my mother when I was 15, and she helped me through everything (she later admitted she’d suspected it for years). Nearly two years ago, this amazing woman passed away suddenly from a heart attack right in my arms. It pushed me into a deep depression. A few months later, I chatted with a lovely lady who wanted makeup advice for an upcoming Christmas party (I work as a cosmetologist and makeup artist). As we talked, I shared stories about my life and my mother’s passing, and we became close friends. We met up a couple of weeks later, and she helped me improve my cooking skills. She also introduced me to her daughter and boyfriend. By then, she had essentially saved me from that depression. A few months prior to meeting me, she broke her ankle; due to complications with the surgery, she could barely move her leg, so I returned the favor by doing some of her housework. I knew early on that she was into BDSM. I knew a bit about it mostly because I thought the clothes looked nice. Since she lives with her daughter and boyfriend (who are quite vanilla), she doesn’t practice much herself, but she introduced me to the concept since she felt I had natural submissive tendencies. So I continued helping around the house even after her leg healed. Last summer, we went shopping and bought some practical maid uniforms for when I do chores at her place (they’re better suited for actual work; while they might look a bit odd in her vanilla household initially, people adapt quickly). Next, I had to convince her boyfriend and daughter of my new role. Her daughter was easy—she’s 17, so even if she didn’t fully understand why I became an official maid, she loved the idea that I took over most chores. The boyfriend was a bit more hesitant since he wasn’t sure yet whether I intended to “steal” his girlfriend. We gave it a try, and it worked out great. For Mistress and me, shifting from close friends to a mistress/maid dynamic was the hardest part. It took about a month of getting used to it. When in uniform, I show proper respect to her family and friends (using Sir, Ma’am, or Miss as appropriate) and always do my best with chores. It’s been just over six months now, and things are still wonderful and working perfectly. The next post will cover how chastity entered our lives… See you later xxxxxxx catherine