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"Maid to Please"
By Jayne
Chapter Two
Victor had only just begun to wonder who "they" might be, when Jayne
replaced the blindfold over his eyes and pulled him gently to his feet.
He felt a tug on the leash and she slowly led him across the floor. The
tightness of the hobble skirt and the high heels prevented him from
moving quickly, but she seemed in no particular hurry.
When he heard the door creak open, he realised to his horror that she
was taking him outside the office.
"Not a chance." he thought. There was no way she was taking him out
into the public eye like this. He stopped walking and resisted the
gentle pull on the leash.
Victor felt her come and stand beside him. Her hands began to slowly
run over his bound body front and back, tracing the outline of his
maid's dress and corset, moving slowly downward, until one hand was
slowly caressing his manhood through the tight hobble skirt. Despite
his predicament, he could feel himself getting hard. Her other hand
slowly caressed his bottom, before pushing on the humming vibrator in
his back passage and making him moan with the sudden stimulation.
"You were being such a good girl." said Jayne with disappointment in
her voice. "What are you afraid of Vickie? That someone might see you
in your new frillies? There's no need to worry. With the blindfold on,
very few people will recognise you. And beside, far more people will
see the pictures I will send if you don't obey me. You need to learn
who is in charge here. You stopped making decisions when you stepped
through the door. Now will you be a good girl, or do I have to punish
you?"
Victor was finding it hard to concentrate as she caressed him front and
back, but he knew that she was right. For now he was going to have to
play along. He made a mental note to break this woman's knees as soon
as he was free.
Seeing his reluctant acceptance, she gave a gentle tug on the leash and
continued leading him toward the door.
Victor could see nothing through the blindfold, but he could tell by
the noise as they entered the club's main hall.
In his mind's eye, he could see himself mincing slowly across the room,
led by a mere slip of a girl, dressed in a sexy lingerie and a French
maid outfit and completely and helplessly chained and blindfolded. He
could imagine all the customers pointing and laughing at him.
To make matters worse, he could feel his manhood bulging out the front
on the hobble skirt as his body responded to the humiliating yet
pleasurable humming in the backside and the soft silken feelings from
his stockinged legs. Great, he thought. Anyone looking at him would
think he was actually enjoying this.
Suddenly he felt Jayne stop. She pulled him down into a kneeling
position between her legs and pushed his face into her crotch.
"What the hell was she doing now?" he wondered to himself.
"I'll have a decaffeinated coffee please." He heard her say to someone.
For a second he couldn't believe his ears. Here he was, kneeling
between her legs, humiliatingly dressed as a French maid, with a penis
gag in his mouth and a vibrator up his ass and she was going sit here
and have a drink???
In his rage he started to struggle, but she held him firmly, forcing
his face deep into her crotch.
"You know Victoria," she said in almost conversational tones. "For
someone who wants to avoid being noticed, you're making quite a
ruckus."
Victor could only grunt his curse into the penis gag in reply, but her
words struck home. The last thing he wanted was for people to pay even
more attention to him. Grudgingly his struggles subsided. Jayne stroked
him gently on the head.
"That's better Vickie. There's no need to get all worked up. We're
going to sit here for a few minutes while I have a nice relaxed drink,
then we're going to leave. If you're a good girl, maybe I'll have a
treat for you later."
Victor forced himself to relax and calm down. Now was not the time. But
later, he swore, this bitch would pay!
It was perhaps the longest ten minutes of Victor's life. Jayne seemed
to take forever to finish her drink. Victor was sure that at any moment
someone would recognise him. The vibrator continued to hum away,
stimulating his back passage and giving him an involuntary yet massive
hard on.
Eventually Jayne finished her drink and gently pulled him to his feet.
"Now Victoria, we are going to walk outside to my car." She said. "I
know you don't want to go outside, but you are going to have to be
brave. It's not far."
Victor didn't know what to do. He certainly didn't want to go outside
like this, but he also didn't want to draw attention by causing a fuss
here. Eventually he realised that he had no choice, gritted his teeth
and followed the tug on his leash. As he walked he could hear the tap
of his high heels on the floor. It sounded so loud. Surely everyone was
watching him.
Finally he heard the door to the club swish open and felt a sudden
whoosh of cold air blow against his silk clad legs and up his skirt
making him shiver in surprise.
As Jayne led in across the pavement, he heard someone else walking by.
Whoever they were, they gave a wolf whistle that made his face burn
with embarrassment. Finally, to his relief, Jayne stopped and he heard
the sound of a car door being opened.
"Now remember Victoria. With your tight skirt you must sit into the car
like a lady. Sit down first and then swing your legs in. I'll help
you."
He felt Jayne turn him around, then place a protective hand on his
head.
"Carefully now, sit down." She said.
Slowly he sat back. In his bound and blindfolded state, he felt most
uncomfortable. To his relief, he felt the soft seat of the car beneath
his bottom as he sat down fully. To his horror, as he sat down, the
vibrating dildo was forced even deeper inside him. He gave a sudden
squeak of surprise that was muffled by the long penis gag in his mouth.
He wanted to get back up, but he was powerless as Jayne lifted his legs
inside the car and closed the door.
The vibrator was humming against his most sensitive area, making him
gasp with stimulation. He heard the other door open and Jayne got in
beside him. She immediately reached over and began caressing his
manhood, making him moan with degrading yet undeniable pleasure.
"To the mansion please Rebecca." She said and the car immediately
started up and moved off.
Victor was horrified to realise that there was someone else in the car.
Someone who could see the way he was humiliatingly dressed. But he
could do nothing but gasp, as he was powerfully stimulated front and
back.
"I told you that you would like all this." said Jayne has she caressed
his fully erect manhood through the hobble skirt. "Is it the clothes?
Do you like your silky lingerie? Does it make you feel nice and
feminine? Does it feel nice on your soft skin? Do you like your silky
panties rubbing against you? Or is it your pretty French maid's dress?
You look very feminine and sexy. I have lots more clothes for you at
home. Lingerie, dresses, skirts, silky nightgowns; everything a young
girl like you could want.
"Or maybe it's the feel of penises in your mouth and bottom that you
like? Maybe if you're a good girl, I'll let you try the real thing.
Would you like that? To be taken front and back by two big strong men
while you're dressed as a French maid?
"Or is it that you like being totally helpless, totally in the power of
a strong woman as she turns you into the pretty feminine girl that you
know you secretly want to be?"
Victor gasped as it all became too much and his body was pushed into
involuntary orgasm. His cock throbbed and he began to ejaculate into
his panties.
Jayne laughed as she forced him to helplessly fill his panties.
"Someone certainly enjoyed themselves." She said. "I knew I was right
about you. You're such a girl! Rest now, we'll be home soon."
Victor hung his head in shame. He felt so humiliated. He could feel the
sticky liquid in his panties running slowly down over his skin. He had
always been so in control of his life. Nothing like this had ever
happened to him before. It was so degrading that someone could force
him to come against his will. To be forced was one thing, but even
worse was the thought hovering at the back of his mind. That he had
actually enjoyed it. He pushed the thought away angrily. He just had to
concentrate on escaping, he thought. Escaping and payback!
They had driven for some time when Victor was snapped out of his
humiliation as he felt the car turn and scrunch onto some kind of
gravel. A few minutes later, it came to a halt and Jayne opened her
door.
"Home at last!" she said as she got out.
A few seconds later, his own door opened and he was helped out of the
car. He was relived to be standing, since it reduced the pressure on
the vibrator.
"Rebecca, could you and Rachel see that Victoria is settled in. She
will need cleaning up since she had a little accident in the car. I'm
sure she'll be a good girl, but I'll be in the drawing room if you need
me.
"Yes ma'am." said a voice.
There was a tug on the leash and Victor was led inside the house. With
the blindfold still in place he had no idea where he was, but from the
echoes of the high heels, he knew the house must be large.
He was led up some stairs; quite a challenge in a hobble skirt and high
heels. But with the help of the two people (Rachel and Rebecca he
presumed) he was able to manage. Eventually he heard a door open and
was led into a room where they stopped.
The forced him to bend over a table and tied his leash to it so that he
was pinned down. Then they removed his hobble skirt. It was such a
relief to be able to move his legs properly again. They pulled down his
damp panties and slowly removed the buzzing vibrator from his backside.
It was a huge relief to have the huge object out of him. He could feel
his hole throbbing. They then wiped him over with a warm soapy cloth to
clean him up. Although it was embarrassing to be washed like this,
especially when they did his genitals, it was also a relief to be rid
of the cold sticky fluid.
His relief was short lived. Once they had finished washing him, he felt
a sudden prick in his left buttock. Almost instantly, he began to feel
light headed. Soon he found he was having difficulty concentrating and
within a few minutes he was totally dazed, not knowing where he was,
who he was, or what was happening to him.
He was almost totally out of it, when they removed the blindfold, wig,
penis gag, handcuffs and the rest of his clothes. He blinked in the
sudden light and became vaguely aware that there were two girls near
him dressed as French maids. With their assistance, he was taken to the
bathroom and put into the shower. His body was covered with a foul
smelling pink cream and he was made to stand there for a few minutes
before they rinsed it off. Once the cream was off his body, the two
girls then went over every inch of him with razors. He was distantly
aware that he should be worried, but the drug stopped him from becoming
too concerned.
He felt oddly cold later, as they dried him off with a large pink
fluffy towel. His hairless body seemed very sensitive. His befuddled
state did not allow him to be too curious as they led him into an
adjoining room.
They slowly took him to an examination table and laid him down. A set
of headphones was placed on his head and he could hear soothing music
and a soft voice telling him not to worry. "Everything will be okay
Victoria." it said.
Victor began to relax and the hypnotic tones filled his mind. He felt
that he was floating in a sea of bubbles and the voice was very
comforting as it spoke to him, reassured him and calmed him.
His legs were put into stirrups and lifted up and apart. He could feel
something being pushed slowly up his back passage. Compared to the
vibrator, the object seemed quite thin and his drugged mind was quite
unconcerned. After a few minutes, there were a few sudden stings of
pain that made him whimper and then the object was withdrawn.
He was given further injections in his arms, legs, buttocks, neck and
chest. There were two quite painful injections in his testicles that
briefly lifted him from his stupor. Soon however he sank back down,
listening happily to the voice and music that told him that everything
was just fine.
The two pretty girls rubbed various creams all over his body,
especially around his chest and genitals. He felt quite nice and tingly
afterwards.
He became briefly curious when something heavy was placed on his chest
and something else in his groin area, but his dulled mind soon lost
interest and returned to listening to the soft voice and music.
When the maids were finished with the creams, one started doing
something to his fingers and toes, whilst the other went to work on his
face. She plucked his eyebrows and then used some kind of gun with a
glowing tip all over his face. It took some time, but Victor was quite
happy with the music and the voice.
One of the girls spent a long time on his head. She placed something on
his head, then spent some time pulling his own hair. He was only
vaguely aware of the long and soft blond tresses that hung down his
face afterwards. There were two sharp pricks in his ear lobes, but
nothing that was enough to raise his drugged mind to consciousness.
When they finally finished, they lifted him up off the table and placed
a soft pink silky corset around his body. Victor was abstractedly aware
of the strange weight hanging from him chest, but his clouded mind
allowed him to offer no resistance as the girls continued to dress him.
With one of the girls holding him and the other pulling, they slowly
pulled all the laces in tight. Since he was so relaxed by the music and
drugs, he found breathing much easier this time, despite the tightness
of the corset. He looked down and was distantly aware that his waist
looked oddly narrow and that there were some strange fleshy mounds
spilling out of the top of his corset.
A pair of pretty pink lace and silk panties was pulled up his body and
they seemed to nestle oddly snugly against his groin. The maids
followed this with a pair of pretty white stockings with a lacy top and
a small pink bow. Even with his fogged mind, he was aware that the
stockings felt very nice as they slid up his now smooth legs. The lacy
garter straps were quickly attached to the stocking tops, with the
pretty bow to the front.
They placed some delicate jewellery around his neck and wrist and a
ring on his finger. One of them opened a small chest and took out some
small pots and tube. She quickly and efficiently painted him face,
emphasising his cheekbones and lips. Finally, one of the girls pulled
the long blonde hair of his wig back and tied it with a pretty silk
bow, into a ponytail high on the back of his head.
They made him stand up for a few moments while one of them took some
pictures of him with an expensive digital camera, then they led him
into the next room. The room was decorated in a delicate feminine shade
of pink and the bed had pink silken covers.
Victor was feeling quite tired and was very relieved when they finally
laid him down on the bed. There was no resistance as they arranged his
body into a number of seductive poses and took even more pictures. At
this point, Victor didn't even know where he was. He just knew that he
was tired and that the silken sheets felt very nice against his smooth
hairless body silk clad body and especially nice against his stockinged
legs. He was so tired, that once they finished taking pictures, he was
asleep before they finished tucking him in.
The maids took a few more pictures of their sleeping, helplessly
feminised, captive and then quietly left the room, locking it behind
them.
Victor continued to sleep, dressed in his pretty pink silken lingerie,
oblivious to his humiliating situation.
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