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I have to sit there for five minutes before a supervisor strolls over.
"What is it slut? Can't you wait till the end of shift to go pee pee?"
"N..no Miss, I've done some work for Mistress Thorne. I was told to take
to her when I finished."
There's a pause. "You finished? One of Thorne's special projects?"
"Err.. I think so Miss," I reply feeling increasingly nervous.
"Far be it from me to keep you from the trouble you're going to get into
if you've not done things right," says the Supervisor uncuffing me. "But
no running! I'm fed up with you sluts scuttling across the floor. Walk
properly."
"Yes Miss, of course Miss," I reply reaching up my skirt to disconnect
the vibe, flushing slightly I pick up the papers and walk as elegantly as
I can towards Mistress Thorne's office.
As I reach there and knock on the door I feel very nervous. Did I do
things right? Will I get into trouble? What does she actually want out of
this?
"Come in," she calls and I open and step in. She looks up with a hint of
surprise in her expression. "All done?"
"I.. I think so Mistress Thorne," I stammer clutching the file to my
chest like a shield.
"You'd better hope so sissy, or you are not going to enjoy this meeting,"
she says rising and walks over to me, holding out her hand.
Reluctantly I hand it over to her, and watch as she walks to a chair...
almost a throne, in one corner of the room.
She looks over her shoulder at me and gives me a wicked smile. "I am more
likely to be lenient if a slut worships my boots as I read their work.
Only a slut mind..."
I freeze for a second. Why does she always mess with my head like this?
Do I please her and admit I'm a slut? Or disappoint her, and claim I'm
not? In the end I go with the option least likely to cause pain, and
carefully walk over and kneel at her feet. She glances over the paperwork
to catch my eye, then raise one leg, extend it so the heel is against my
lips, then forces it between them. She gives a look of satisfaction as I
automatically start to suck, then turns her attention back to my work.
I'm blushing again, seems like I never stop, sucking on that heel..
moving my hands out to stroke the leather of the boot. Clean boots.. no
taste of semen on them... unlike Mistress Blacks. I stop sucking the heel
and start to kiss the leather, focusing on that, rather than the report
she is reading.
Eventually without looking up, she asks me a question. "Slut? If you fail
this I will punish you... what would you pick, pain in here with me, or
humiliation in front of your sissy friends?"
"P... pain at your hand Mistress Thorne," I say looking up from the boot
for a brief second.
"And if you were to succeed, time off as a reward or time pleasuring me?"
"I.. t... time to pleasure you Mistress Thorne..."
She laughs. "You realise both of those could be the same slut?"
"Y.. yes Mistress Thorne," I whimper.
She stands up tossing the work to one side. "Well times up, I know how
well you did... do you?"
"N... no Mistress Thorne," I stammer.
"Scared slut?"
"Y.. yes M.. mistress Thorne," I manage.
"Good," she chuckles. "bend over so your face is flat against the floor."
"Yes Mistress Thorne," I say as I obey and lean over from kneeling to
press my nose against the smooth floor.
"No peeking," she says jokingly, but I doubt she's expecting
disobedience...
All I can do is listen, to the sound of a zip and material sliding to the
floor.. and a drawer opening? And a jingling?
"Look up and turn to face the desk slut... and see your reward or
punishment."
I rise and turn to face her... she's taken off her skirt and is leaning
against the desk, legs spread a little.. showing her burgundy panties.
Oh.. s.. she looks commanding like that...
"You did well... I have to say I'm a little disappointed," she grins at
me. "I had such plans for you... but instead, you may crawl over here and
kiss my panties as a treat... you do like treats don't you?"
"Y.. yes Mistress Thorne," I say shuffling round then lowering myself
down to crawl slowly towards her.
As I reach the spot and slowly look up, she seems to tower above me, even
though I know she's about my height... and as I rise up on my knees I can
smell. Oh... she's... I lick my lips nervously... looking at the moist
silk between her thighs...
"Well? I said kiss them not stare at them."
I lean in pursing my lips and kiss the material over her pussy hard. I
can taste the material, damp with her juices, my nose nuzzling into her
trimmed bush. I open my mouth a little wider and lap up between her legs
tasting her more deeper... I lap again and again, knowing she's getting
more aroused, feeling myself respond too...
"Right, that's quite enough Bitch!" she says, her voice catching
slightly. "I might let you bring me off another time, if you are really
good."
"Y.. yes Mistress Thorne , thank you Mistress..," I say pulling away.
"Stand up and straighten your stockings sissy. Next time I test you it
wont be that easy.. and then maybe I can have some real fun with you?"
"Y.. yes Mistress Thorne," I say rising aware my face is a little sticky.
"Now... come here," she orders and beckons me in, catching my head in her
hands so she can bring it in for a deep kiss, that makes my knees go
weak. "Ready Bitch?"
"Mistress Thorne?" I stammer... then she slaps me across the face.
"Still dumb in some ways aren't you?" she says as my eyes water. "Now get
out..."
"Y.. yes Mistress Thorne," I sniffle and walk out the door, confused,
aware I have to eat.. and then I'm serving as a maid.. then... oh it's
going to be a long night...
There's a big sign on the wall telling us all to get naked, but not to
dress yet.. I wonder why? There are even instructions to remove corsets,
and we help each other out of them. Soon all six of us are there, naked,
apart from three in their locked on chastity.. I give Maddy a sympathetic
look, then the door slams open.
"Put these on sluts!" Mistress Black yells, throwing some hair caps out.
"Then against the wall, eyes shut!"
I carefully tuck my hair into the cap, making sure all the copper colour
is covered, then step to the wall and close my eyes.
"Hurry up sluts!" Mistress Black calls and I flinch as I hear the sound
of her crop striking flesh, and the squeals of the other girls. "Line up
now..."
I hear soft feet running into position, and I'm aware my tendons feel
stretched now I'm not in heels any more.
"Right sluts, tonight you will be proper maids, and you will obey. Do you
understand?"
"Yes Mistress Black," we chorus, and I feel very vulnerable.
"Good, now, you will all be sprayed. Do not open your eyes unless you
want to loose your sight, and turn slowly..." Suddenly a cold mist hits
my skin... shit.. I hope it's not a spray tan... "Turn sluts!"
I obey slowly rotating allowing the spray to cover me... I turn twice
before it stops.
"Good, open your eyes now, and grab a partner!" I open my eyes and turn
to the girl next to me, seeing her alabaster skin... oh.. the opposite of
a spray tan. "Make up now sissies, you know the drill, and I want it
perfect or there will be consequences.
I can't tell who my partner is, she's belted so she might be Maddy but I
don't think so. I do her first, painting on the scarlet lips, the heavy
blue eye-shadow, the dark heavy eye-liner, the exaggerated blush, and
finally the heavy heavy false eyelashes, then stand still and let her do
the same to me. With the lashes restricting my vision, I'm surprised when
Mistress Black puts her hand on my shoulder.
"Time to belt up slut," And she hands me a new chastity belt.
I blush at the large metal anal vibe that is part of it, and the little
nubbins at the front... designed to keep me stimulated. Embarrassed I
step into it and squeak as the cold metal slides into my ass, and flush
as she locks it on and feel the nubbins start to tickle my cock.
"Oh you like it?" Mistress Black grins. "I can always make it permanent?"
I gasp in horror at the thought and she laughs, locking a black choker
around my neck with a big fake ruby in the middle. She shows me the key
and slips it into a compartment behind the ruby.
"Same rules as training slut... same punishments," she laughs. "And now
these."
She opens a little case and removes two brown contact lenses, and slips
them into my eyes. They make my vision a little blurry, and out of
focus... I can tell where things are, and can tell Mistress Black from a
maid, but little more... it's really scary, and not helped that she
orders me to dress myself and turns to the other maid.
I make it to the uniform, and put on the required waspie, awkwardly roll
up the stockings and fasten them, before pulling on the dress. I settle
it as best I can, then slide on the petticoats, aware the others are
following suit. I put on the black bobbed wig, the black gloves with the
white lace frilled cuffs and the platform heels, fumbling awkwardly with
the clasp. Finished I mince over and join the already finished girls...
When we are all finished Mistress Black stalks up the line, straightening
a wig her, tugging a skirt straight there, finally she seems satisfied.
"Right Maids, you now look exactly alike. Same eye colour, same hair
colour,same waist size, you're all even the same height. Each pair of
shoes has been custom made that way," she laughs. "You are all just sissy
slut maids, a wonderful parade of chastised manhood.. just what I like to
see. And remember sluts, I can't tell you apart, you can't tell you
apart, and I'm damn sure the guests won't. So if one of you misbehaves,
uses a forbidden word, or is just plain lazy, you will all pay for it.
Now one final thing, all of you open wide."
The others do and I follow suit and watch her work her way up the line,
spraying something into everybody's throat. "That will make you all sound
more alike too. Now when that door opens, you vibrators will start up,
you will pick up a tray and you will wait for the guests and serve them
to the best of your meagre abilities. I will be watching!"
I sigh internally, wishing I hadn't signed up for this stupid maid role,
then give a heavy sensual moan as the vibe starts up.. and the nubs start
rubbing my cock properly... this is going to be hell... I traipse out
with the others, select a tray with six glasses of red wine on it, and
stand waiting for the guests to arrive...
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I wait for five minutes and I'm getting restless. Maintaining pose is all
very well, but these shoes are uncomfortable and the stimulation in my
panties makes me want to squirm. And if I squirm we all get punished...
and I'm certain the same thought is going through the minds of the other
maids. In fact when I hear one of them give a long low moan of
frustration, I have to double check it's not me...
Then the guests arrive, men and women filling the hall, all dressed
elegantly. I begin to circulate, offering the tray with a polite
'Mistress?' Or 'Master' as the occasion demands it. As I look around even
through my hazy vision I can identify Mistress Divine, in a long flowing
white dress with.. lace on it I think and a big pink rose over one hip.
Her long blonde hair is extravagantly styled and she seems to have the
complete attention of a small group of men who follow her around
everywhere.
Mistress Thorne is a little harder to pick out, but I spot her by her
scarlet hair, and unmistakeable voice. She's wearing a shimmering black
strappy dress, bias cut from her calf up to her knee, and lovely black
shoes. I try not to moan as my reaction to my crush on her mingles with
the stimulation of my crotch and ass.
As I stand still focussing on retaining my composure, I hear a
conversation behind me, two men obviously discussing me or one of my
fellow maids.
"What girls would have the lack of self respect to do that... they look
like a bunch of sluts."
"Maybe they're very well paid?" His companion grins. "Aren't they
delightfully submissive?"
"Pah.. if you like that sort of thing. Desperate little tramps more
like... hey maid!"
I turn round to see if he's referring to me, but it's another one of us
he's pointing at. I watch as she minces over and offers him her tray,
which he waves away.
"Tell me maid, are you a slut?"
"Yes Master," she replies in a little breathy voice, and I give an inward
sigh, obedience training is a bitch.
"Do you want to suck my friend here's cock?" He asks and, after a little
pause she nods
"Y.. yes Master," she answers.
"My gods, are all of you maids cheap sluts?" he probes.
"Oh.. yes Master."
I flush, then squeal as my ass is pinched, and turn.
"Daydreaming Maid?" Mistress Thorne asks as I curtsy.
"Yes Mistress," I say, in the same breathy voice as the other maid.
"Unacceptable," she says firmly and slaps me across the face. "Get back
to work!"
"Yes Mistress," I reply with a curtsy and begin to circulate once more,
wishing I could rub my cheek...
I wonder as I move around with increasingly painful steps, if Mistress
Raven is out there? There are about a dozen women there I can't
recognise... One really petite redhead in massively high heels catches my
eye, she looks exquisite as far as my restricted vision can tell, but
then there's a tall dark skinned lady who looks more appropriate, or a
surprisingly curvy asian woman, or a woman with long black hair and a
silver laugh, or maybe for ironies sake, the imposing platinum blonde...
My biggest problem is right now... I want any of them just to step up and
take me.. dominate me... it's driving me wild. And I'm beginning to hate
this anonymised restricted maids role... especially as I'm getting groped
with more and more regularity. I lose my composure for a second when one
man shoves his hand between my legs and grabs my crotch.
"Tell me Thorne," he says, not moving his hand "Why are all your girls
belted?"
I can hear her walk over. "Because otherwise the horny little maids would
be constantly playing with themselves... and each other, right Maid?"
"Oh... y.. yes Mistress," I whimper.
"Tell the nice man if you're horny Maid, do you like his hand between
your legs?"
"O.. y.. yes Mistress," I whimper wanting to shake my head.
"Ruled by their crotches these girls, every last one of them," she says
standing behind me, and I can feel her hand move up and caress the base
of my neck. "And so very, very obedient. Kneel Maid!"
I sink to my knees careful to keep my tray steady, feeling the man's hand
move from my crotch, but sensing his eyes tracking me. "Yes Mistress"
She pats my head, stroking the wig, then tickling my ear. "You can
purchase one Sir, but I warn you they are very expensive, and need
regular care and attention..."
"Well.. I.. I might be interested," the man says sounding flustered.
"Good. Ask Raven if you think you can afford one.. or maybe something a
little different?" There's something in her tone that indicates the
conversation is over... I wonder if she knows it's me under all this.. I
wonder if she would care?
"Get up and about your business maid, I've already had to slap one of you
sluts to stop you daydreaming."
"Y.. yes Mistress," I reply getting up very carefully as she wanders
of... she probably didn't recognise me then, or if she did she doesn't
care...
I'm not sure which is worse...
The evening drags on, an endless round of picking up, handing out and
collecting drinks. My feet are sore, and the belt's becoming more of an
itch than an arouse. I watch as one 'guest' purposefully takes a glass
from a maids tray and drops it so it shatters, then blames her for being
clumsy.. she scurries off to get something to clear it up with and her
tormentor turns and beckons me over. Relying on my training I mince over
to him with a smile.
"Yes Master?" I say brightly.
"You just broke my glass." He grins.
"M..master?" I stammer shocked.
I can tell he's looking at his friends right now, with a big grin,
bullies are all the same. "It was you wasn't it Maid?"
"Y.. yes Master." I manage to keep my smile in place, even though we are
both aware it's a total lie.
"I get to punish you for that don't I maid?"
"Y.. yes Master," I respond my grin turning into a rictus as he steps in
and grips my nipple through the thin uniform.
"I'm not sure if this is real..." He smiles, then twists it...
Oh gods... I moan in pain, but it sounds almost like one of pleasure...
and the junk in my panties starts to stimulate me again...
"Shit, the bitch likes it!" he exclaims and twists again, making me
moan.. and again... "You love it don't you slut?"
"Un... oh.. y.. yes Master..." I groan wanting to pull away, aware my
drinks tray is shaking...
I think he's about ready to push it further when the original maid
arrives with a dustpan and brush.. and he grins at me again
"Oh dear.. I must have been mistaken. Run along maid!" And he twists my
nipple one more time for luck...
I stumble away struggling to retain posture, and with a deep inner
turmoil... that little bit of nasty humiliation has been the best part of
the night...
As the party winds down, slowly the guests withdraw, and finally, we are
called back into the dressing room, and ordered to line up in front of
Mistress Black
"My god you sluts were rubbish! Useless males the lot of you! Don't you
listen to any of my training?" she stalks back and forth crop in hand.
"To think of the hours of my life I dedicate to training you useless men,
trying to turn you into something of value and you repay me with that
shower? Still thinking with your chastised clitty cocks aren't you?
Aren't you?"
"Yes Mistress Black!" we chorus, though I can't help wanting to say that
if you hadn't been arousing our 'clitty cocks' so much, maybe we wouldn't
have been thinking with them...
"Broken glasses, lustful moans, day dreaming, I even caught one of you
trying to get her key out..," she shakes her head. "If one of you hadn't
tried to sell herself to one of the guests with her slutty moans it would
have been a total waste... as it is, someone's put in an order for one of
my chastised bitches tonight. So despite your sloppy behaviour I'm in a
good mood, strip maids, strip now!"
I sit to unfasten the heels and feel the gorgeously painful release as I
take them off, then the silly dress and it's fluffy skits, the waspie,
the stockings the gloves... the wig. Although like all the others I fold
them neatly even though I'm hurrying... then hurry back to stand in line.
"Don't you all look so gorgeously pathetic?" Mistress Black says, with
the tone of voice that indicates she's aroused "Feminised and chastised
and naked all for me... lets' make you squeal!"
And suddenly we're sprayed with freezing cold water, and we jump about
and squeal as she hoses us down, washing off all that alabaster make-
up... I'm sure she keeps doing it for longer than needed, until we're all
cold and shivering... nipples erect..
"Oh yes.. lovely squealing squirming sissies. Just what all men should be
like... now.. who needs unlocking?" Nervously I hold up my hand and she
comes along. "Well well pervert... want to be unleashed?"
"Y.. Yes Mistress..." I reply shivering.
"Oh very well..," she removes the key from the choker and unlocks me.. I
groan as the metal vibe slides out of my ass and hits the floor. "One day
you'll beg to keep it on..."
No, I won't, I tell myself trying not to look defiant, as she probes in
my eyes and fishes out the lenses...
"Get dressed and get out," she says turning to her next victim, and I
need no encouragement. I find my clothes and dress, picking up and
holding my corset as I hurry out, remembering to free my hair at the last
minute.
I hurry to my room to find the door open.. and slow down. Cautiously I
knock and call out. "Hello?"
"Ah there you are princess!" Mistress Divine gets up from my bed. "It's
time for you to go to your penthouse..."
"T.. tonight?" I stammer, looking at her, still in her elegant evening
gown. "I.. I thought you meant next week Mistress Divine."
"Don't be silly boi," she says smiling and raising her hand, I take it to
help her rise from the bed. "No time like the present no time at all...
tell me.. which of your little maid friends would you like to look after
you?"
"M.. maid Maddy? Please Mistress Divine," I say nervous to request my
friend.
"Fine. I will order her from Mistress Black. Now.. follow me..." And she
walks out and down the corridor, and I meekly follow her... still holding
my corset.
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