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I make sure the door is shut, and watch the van drive off.. poor boy. I do
hope he has a change of clothes in there.. no way he can hide the stain
that's going to form... Feeling both embarrassed and pleased with myself
I mince back to the kitchen, carefully move the bondage stool to one side
and dispose of the packaging. I do not want to get extra punishment or
time on the stool... though I am intrigued as well, dammit.
What I do do is get to cooking, wondering what Mistress Thorne's plans are
for the night, how is she going to play the maid - Mistress game. I've got
everything ready to go when the doorbell rings again, on my god I hope
it's actually her this time.
I wipe my hands clean on a towel, I do not want to get the pristine satin
of my maids apron dirty, and hurry to the door and open it with a curtsy
"Welcome home Mistress Thorne," I say looking up, so relieved it's
actually her this time, surprised at the clothes she's wearing.
"I've been waiting here over a minute, maid," she says with a sneer,
moving slightly so her biker leathers creak, "That is unacceptable, and
will result in punishment. Now, go get me a glass of wine."
"Y.. Yes Mistress Thorne," I reply rising to my feet, my heart falling a
bit since it seems she's playing the maid and Mistress roles full on, I
was hoping for a kiss at least...
But if I'm going to be her sissy maid, I'm going to do the best I can...
arms tight by my sides, elbows tucked in, then forearms at an angle in
parallel with the skirt, palms flat facing the floor, I mince off to open
a bottle. While I'm preparing it I can hear walking around inspecting the
room, with the occasional tut or hmm... I get the glass on a silver salver
and walk carefully up to her and stand quietly gaze lowered, ready to
offer it to her..
She turns to me and plucks the glass from the tray, and takes a sip. From
my lowered gaze I can see the black leather is tight on her thighs, and
her biker boots have 3" heels, as she turns away from me I risk peeking up
to see her arse, looking so good in the smooth leather.
"Well, what are you waiting for? Put that tray away and help me undress,"
she orders.
"Yes Mistress Thorne," I say, curtsying holding the tray, before hurrying
to put it back, ready for the next task.
"My boots Maid, they require removing," she says. "Kiss them first."
"Yes Mistress Thorne, of course Mistress Thorne," I say meekly lowering
myself to my knees then bending forwards to plant a kiss on the hard
leather of each one. Next I slide down the zip of the first, Mistress
Thorne kindly raising her foot a little so I can pull it off, then repeat
the service with the other, leaving her standing in her hose covered feet
on the soft carpet.
"My jacket," she orders and I rise quickly to unfasten it and then take it
of her shoulders.. as she shrugs them to shift it off I suddenly take the
weight and gasp,that thing is heavy!
Still I take it and mince off to hang it up, to return to Mistress Thorne
who is now, basically wearing a leather catsuit and fingering the shiny
zipper at her throat. I.. I think I know what I am supposed to do now and
walk up and slip my crimson nailed finger in the loop of the zipper and
slowly drag it down... as it slides down, the suit splits open showing
she's wearing a crimson cami top beneath it, and then as the zipper
reaches her crotch, a black pair of bikini briefs.
The whole outfit suits her.. and I'm so close to her, submitting to her...
I feel a little high, my cock hard, as I kneel to ease the suit over her
hips. There are little zips at the ankles to loosen the material away from
the calves, otherwise peeling it off would be impossible... even from the
black hold up stockings she's wearing underneath it... .removing it, I
start to get up to put it away, but her hand reaches out and presses down
on my head, forcing me back to my knees.
"My pussy requires servicing bitch," she orders shifting her legs a little
further apart putting her in a challenging stance..
"Yes Mistress," I reply, and lean in, pressing my nose and lips into the
soft material of her panties, and starting to lick. Soon the musky
dampness and taste of her arousal is coating my lips, and I can feel her
body trembling a little, I press harder, licking her clitty through the
material flicking my tongue up and down her slit. Maybe if I can get her
to cum, she'll move on to another game?
However, at this point the doorbell rings and I quake, ceasing my
attention to her pussy, and pulling back far enough to look up at her
face..
"Well then? My guest is here maid, don't leave them waiting."
"Y.. yes Mistress T.. thorne," I say, hear falling.. I'd thought this
would just be us...
But.. I'm the sissy-maid, and my training, instilled at the point of a
crop takes over, I swish off, with the little bounce in my step, as
expected to open the door.
I curtsy then glance up, recognising the Japanese woman before me, dressed
in a white blouse and tight, short leather skirt, "Welcome Miss Myumi, may
I take your coat?"
She reaches down and gently strokes my chin, "Yes Maid.. I think I will
allow you that pleasure."
"T.. thank you Miss Myumi," I reply standing up and accepting the coat
from her, "Please.. let me take you through to Mistress Thorne."
"Well then?" She says her eyes sparkling as she impatiently taps her
fingers against the outside of her thigh.
"Yes Miss Myumi, right this way," I say leading her through, into the main
room where Mistress Thorne is still standing in her lingerie, I open my
mouth to introduce the guest, but Miss Myumi speaks first.
"Your maid's lips smell like your crotch Thorne," she says, striding over
to her. "And she's using my first name to speak to me..."
"I can hardly complain about the first, but the second.. that will not be
tolerated," Mistress Thorne says walking over and giving Miss Myumi a
kiss. "Maid, come here."
"Yes Mistress Thorne," I say hurrying over, wondering just how what I've
done constitutes something wrong.
"Bend over," she commands, and with a 'yes Mistress Thorne' I of course
obey. "You have referred to a guest with their name without being given
permission."
"I.. I'm sorry Mistress Thorne," I whimper, shaking slightly, feeling her
caress my exposed, and displayed arse.
"I'm sure you are maid, I'm sure you are. But indiscretions require
punishment do they not? A maid learns through discipline does she not?"
"Y.. yes Mistress, a m.. maid learns through discipline," I say from my
uncomfortable position.
"And a maid is eager to learn isn't she?" Mistress Thorne continues still
stroking my arse. "So she can be the best maid she can be?"
"Yes Mistress Thorne.. o.. of course."
"So when she has made an error.. what should she do?"
I tremble, skirts rustling, and closing my eyes I blurt out, "She should
ask to be disciplined so she may learn Mistress Thorne!"
"So... there's only one question isn't there? Why haven't you asked?" She
continues and her finger moves to the screw threat protruding from my
arse, and she wiggles it around a little, "Well maid, I'm waiting..."
"Please Mistress Thorne, m.. may you and your guest d.. do me the honour
of disciplining me a.. and correcting me for my error?"
"Why yes.. yes I think we might just do that," she strokes my arse again,
then gives it a little tap, "But not just yet. My guest requires a glass
of wine, and then you need to finish preparing and serve our meal... and
then we'll see about your little request for discipline."
"Yes Mistress Thorne, thank you Mistress Thorne," I say straightening up,
and then dropping a curtsy to each in turn. Mistress Thorne has her arm
around Miss Myumi... oh it looks like she's almost ready to kiss her...
I go and get the wine, and deliver it, then finish off the meal... it
doesn't take long and I can hear them laughing and chatting in the other
room. I feel close to tears, is this Mistress Thorne's real lover come
over to.. enjoy me or... I sniffle over the sink, then pull myself
together and prepare the meals.
I walk out with a plate on each hand and lay them on the table, before
swishing into the main room where they are seated. I'm crushed to see
Mistress Thorne still barely dressed, all she's done is slip her boots
back on. "What is it maid?" She asks
"Mistress, Miss, your dinner is ready," I say with a curtsy.
"About time," Miss Myumi says rising to her feet.
"S.. sorry Miss," I stammer, stepping out of her way.
"So you should be, go stand in the corner until you are required,"
Mistress Thorne adds with a gesture.
"Y.. yes Mistress Thorne," I stammer, with another curtsy and walking to
stand facing the corner.
"I like how you've kept the original hair colour on display," I hear Miss
Myumi speaking, "Normally they all get so.. samey?"
"Yeah," Mistress Thorne's reply, "I know it's the rules.. and it is
supposed to be a production line but... Maid!"
I turn around and hurry over, curtsying again when I reach the table, "Yes
Mistress?"
"Pour us another glass," she says gesturing with her almost empty one.
"Yes Mistress," I say with another curtsy, before scampering off to
retrieve the bottle. I carefully pour them each a glass, before putting
the bottle down and returning to my corner.
The conversation turns to their work, and Mistress Thorne's role of
manager, and I learn that Miss Myumi is indeed her aide.. and that they're
close. I return from the corner to collect the plates, and replace them
with their pudding before returning to the kitchen to wash up... T.. this
isn't how I imagined my night to be going...
"Maid!" Mistress Thorne calls, and I hurry in and curtsy, "Yes Mistress
Thorne."
"Come here!" She says standing and pointing to a spot directly in front of
her, "Time for your punishment."
"Y.. yes Mistress Thorne," I say meekly walking up and standing before
her.
"Bend over," she says, then as I comply, "Myumi, why don't you give the
maid a little spank then? It's you that mistake was against?"
"Of course... I suppose some one has to train these sluts," she says, and
I hear her walk over. And something is presented to my lips. "Kiss the
paddle maid."
I.. I do so of course, lips smacking on the smooth surface.
"Good, now after every spank, count, thank me, apologise for what you did
wrong, and ask for another."
"Yes Miss," I reply, then the blows begin, "One! Thank you Miss, maid is
sorry she used your name without permission, may I have another.."
"Yes!" she replies and there's another hard slap, the noise of the paddle
on my buttock seems to echo through the room, I repeat my lines again and
again, until she finally tires. "No.. I think I've had enough of this,
twenty should be enough."
"Y.. yes Miss, thank you Miss..." I reply trying not to sniff...
"Oh and maid? It's Miss Myumi to you," she says with a light tap on my
sore bottom. "You are dismissed."
"Yes Miss Myumi, thank you," I reply returning upright and dropping a
curtsy to her, then starting to head back to the corner.
"Not so fast maid," Mistress Thorne says, sitting down on the long couch,
"Lie across my knees."
"Y.. yes Mistress Thorne," I reply turning back to her, curtsying again
then carefully lying face down across her lap, the skirt of my dress
rustling as I do so.
Mistress starts to play with my arse, stroking it, slapping it, pinching
it on occasion as she talks to Miss Myumi. All I can do is wriggle a bit,
and try not to make too much noise... my body is reacting to her touch,
even though in my head, I'm still feeling gutted about the way this
evening has gone.
"Maid.. service my feet," she says after a while, and I change position to
kneel before her and begin to massage then lick and suck on her stockinged
feet... I.. do the things I've learnt from Miss Black, and I can feel an
appropriate response. Maybe.. maybe this will work out...
"Now.. I think it's time to let the maid use her special stool," Mistress
says. "Maid, it's one of Miss Myumi's own designs, and I know you loved
the plug she's testing earlier didn't you?"
"Yes.. Mistress Thorne!"
"Get up... and get that plug in your arse out and clean, we will be
waiting for you."
"Yes Mistress Thorne, at once!" I say carefully rising to my feet and
hurrying to the kitchen to perform this latest task.
I bend over, and reach round to grab the base of the plug and gently ease
it out, the sensation making me groan... it's removal making me feel so..
empty. I put on the rubber gloves and start to clean the thing properly
scrubbing hard, t.. they're going to play with me now...
And I'm not sure how I feel about it... embarrassed, sure, nervous,
definitely, b.. but do I want this? I.. was so looking forwards to an
evening with Mistress Thorne, and now it seems like I'm just the
entertainment before the main event. Not.. not that it doesn't make me
horny, the thought of those two gorgeous women getting it on... probably
with me chained up watching whilst they do so, but... I.. I wanted more.
I.. should go, get dressed in something respectable, and walk out...
shouldn't I?
Instead, I dry off the plug and place it on the silver serving tray, and
walk back out, delivering it to Mistress Thorne with yet another curtsy.
"Excellent maid, all nice and shiny, you'd never know where this had just
been would you?"
"n.. no Mistress," I reply, keeping my gaze down like a good maid
"And where has it been?" Mistress Thorne asks, her hand moving to caress
the side of my cheek, gently brushing the hair out of the way.
"U.. up my arse Mistress," I stammer.
"Oh she's just so cute when she talks like that," Miss Myumi says, but I
don't look up... I'm just the servant, I.. I do as I am trained.
"Yes.. yes she does," Mistress Thorne says, and I wonder if there's a
change in her tone. "Now.. let's get this fitted."
Through my heavy lashes, I see her pick up the plug from the tray and
screw it firmly into the stool. "Myumi, just check it works?" She says,
and my eyes widen as the plug starts to rotate.
"Looks good to me," Miss Myumi says with a smile and the thing slows. "Now
let's try it properly."
"You heard her maid, get on," Mistress Thorne orders.
"Yes Mistress Thorne," I reply with a bobbed curtsy, then mince over to
the stool. It's such a high stool I have a little difficulty getting on,
having to use the bars between the legs as steps. Once up, precariously
balanced, I turn around and lift up my skirts, before slowly lowering
myself onto the plug feeling it slowly push up inside me... filling me.
I.. I have to squirm a little before my butt rests on the seat, and the
plug seems to be pushing so far inside me.
"How does it feel maid?" Mistress Thorne asks.
I don't look up as I reply, "it feels very big Mistress, b.. bigger than
before when I'm sat on it like this."
"Tuck your legs behind you maid," Miss Myumi adds. "You know what's coming
next."
"Yes Miss," I reply pushing my patent heeled feet backwards, and feeling
her grip one, and buckle it into the relevant cuff, before repeating it
with the other leg... They're pulled back beneath and behind me now, it's
not comfortable, but at least it's not painful.
"Lift your skirt up maid," Mistress Thorne orders, and so I gather the
layers of petticoats in front of me and lift them to show my limp cock,
"Oh my, it's so sweet when it's like that.. so much smaller... come and
look Myumi."
And so I have to sit there, maid skirt bundled in my arms as the two
dommes examine my cock, "Is it limp enough?" Myumi asks, a simple comment
that leaves me very scared.
"Yes.. I think so," Mistress Thorne replies and she lifts it up and
threads it through the steel ring on the chair. "Now if the sissy maid
gets horny, she'll be trapped on the stool even if we unfasten her..."
"She doesn't seem very horny now," Myumi says questioningly, "Do you think
she's not been trained enough?"
"I think she's not been tied up enough yet, isn't that right slut?"
Mistress Thorne asks,
"No Miss.. I.." I start to protest, but she slaps my face, "Yes M..
Mistress Thorne, t.. this slut has not been tied up enough yet..."
"See?" Mistress Thorne says, "Cuff her hands... I need to get something."
"Yes Miss," Myumi says taking my hands and again cuffing them behind me to
the stool, a step nearer and her body is pressing against my back, her
fingers stroking my breasts thought the thin material of the dress, making
me squirm. "Oh you're liking that I see... hmm..."
And with that she jerks down the dress over my shoulders, tugging it down
at the front to expose my breasts, then pinching my nipples. "Oh and these
are standing out nicely."
"Perfect," Mistress Thorne comments as she walks in, a nipple clamp in
each hand, "Now maid.. you may feel a little pinch..."
She attaches them to my now erect nipples, and I emit a small muffled
squeak.
"Good.. now... hmm... I think it's bedtime for everyone.. and as you're
not allowed on the other furniture, I guess you're sleeping here maid."
"Y.. yes Mistress," I whimper, hopes of a pleasant night torn from me.
"Of course, we won't just leave you like this... Myumi?" Mistress Thorne
holds out a hand and a harness is placed in it... then strapped around my
head. I'm not really surprised when the blindfold and cock gag are also
presented, and meekly open my mouth to accept the gag.
As I feel them buckled tight, the heavy sensation of the posture collar
returns to my neck, together with more strapping and locking... then a new
feeling, something, headphones placed over my ears, nearly blocking out
every sound.
I feel a tap on my head, and the soft murmur of speaking, then a vibration
in my arse, as the plug starts to spin... I can hear the two of them
speaking, moving about... are they going to the bedroom? H.. Have they
left me like this so they can both fuck? My stomach groans and I suck on
the cock-gag, I'm so hungry... and now, this immobility allows me to
remember this. I sniff, this isn't feeling sexy.. j.. just miserable right
now...
But then after a while my true status kicks in, and brings my kinks out,
I.. I'm helpless, feminine... trapped at the mercy of a cruel Mistress...
It's getting cold and I can feel goosebumps forming on my flesh, the drool
slowly escaping my mouth and the constant stimulation in my butt. I tug at
my cuffs, feeling them pull against the stool. I try harder, properly
struggling, twisting my wrists, using all the strength in my legs to pull
at the ankle chains. No luck, no give. I try and bring my wrists together
behind me, maybe I can reach and unfasten a buckle? No.. no I can't quite
reach... I'm sucking on the gag hard, breathing through my nose, feeling
my cock start to stiffen, trapping itself within the ring, of fuck... this
is making me horny, the knowledge I'm actually helpless, the feel of a
trickle of drool hitting my chest and sliding down between my breasts. I
know struggling is futile... but that just encourages me to struggle more,
to excite me more... I'm such a fucking slut.
Then I feel, more than hear, footsteps then a weight rests across my
things. I can smell it's Mistress Thorne, straddling me, her arse pushing
down forcing my legs apart, pressing the mass of skirts down between them.
She pushes the headphones off my head, then slaps my cheek, making me moan
into the gag, "You damn bitch! The plan was to abandon you like this all
night, but oh no.. a little maid just had to squirm and wriggle..."
She's stroking my cheek now, her other hand finger walking over my
shoulder, "And that was just so fucking hot!"
She tugs lightly on one of my nipple clamps, "You know your biggest
problem slut? You are just too fucking cute when you are scared or
helpless... and when you struggle.," she groans, and I can tell she's
aroused...
"And I know you didn't like our little game this evening? Not what you
were expecting my bitch?" She says, making once again wish I could speak
or even shake my head, "Well.. tough.. I am the dominant. I am in
control... and I really am a bitch."
I feel her unbuckle the gag and pull it out, leaving my mouth gaping and
empty... but she soon fills it with a passionate kiss, that I am powerless
to resist. As she pulls back for air she whispers. "You know some lovers
promise then won't hurt the other? It always turns out to be a lie. I will
tell the truth, I am going to hurt you... I promise. Not just the physical
stuff that gets you hot, or the teasing.. I will genuinely hurt you. I may
regret it, I may even make it up to you, but I will never apologise. Do
you understand?"
"Y.. Yes Mistress Thorne," I say whimpering, feeling her arse rock back
and forth in my crotch.
"Good. You need to know your place bitch, you really do..." She moves back
to kiss me again, playing with the nipple clamps, making me nervous. "But
for the record I did not fuck Miss Myumi, well not tonight. We had a...
thing a year or so ago, which only taught me I'm not really gay, I just
like sissy boi's like you."
"Yes Mistress," I reply, then wince as she tugs on the clamps, "I mean I
understand Mistress Thorne, thank you Mistress Thorne!"
"Better, better... I bet you wish you could see me right now don't you?"
She purrs, "See my naked body perched over yours my sissy maid?"
"Oh yes Mistress..," I reply, hoping this is more than just a tease..
However she dashes my hopes, by whispering in my ear, "Not going to happen
bitch... no matter how much I want to see your big green eyes pleading...
pleasure will come in the morning, for both of us... I promise."
She kisses me again then I feel her weight shifting off me, and hear.. a
soft.. moist sound and a little gasp from her, then more confusing sounds,
and more moans from Mistress Thorne. Then I feel her pinch my nose making
me open my mouth, another moist sound and gasp, then the cock gag is
forced back in my mouth, damp with the juices from Mistress Thorne's sex.
"Y.. yes my bitch, taste me.. taste my arousal," she purrs, buckling the
gag back into the harness, "Suck on it as you sleep, and do try and get
some... you'll need it..."
I hear her walk off, and then the plug in my arse starts to pulse a little
more... stimulating me a little more, as if I need it with the scent of
her all over my face and in my mouth. I'm so stimulated again... but
tired, squirming on my chair, moaning like slut. I even try and bounce a
little to increase the stimulation, but this just puts tension on my cock,
trapped within the ring.
Eventually, after what feels like, and could be, hours of moaning and
writhing I fall asleep. One thing I have learned here is that you can
learn to sleep through pretty much anything.
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