Never Trust a Genie
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Immigration in NV
The ship docks at around four in the afternoon just as the feeble light is beginning to fail. With no luggage, as demanded by the regulations, Nikki sits patiently in the immigration lounge with the others and listens to the mysterious booms and squeaks of mooring and connection to the quay. She keeps her head bowed, eyes staring into her lap and the leather carrybag sitting on her knees. She is aware of the other women around her, a disparate, taciturn group most sitting patiently just as she, one or two showing signs of excitement, fidgeting in their seats, eyes wide in expectation..
Announcements come over the tannoy????..residents to disembark, visitors to disembark and finally ?Candidates to immigration. ? Nikki stands. She has chosen an ankle length black woollen coat to travel in and she pulls up the hood over her hair, settles her bag over her shoulder and stands, as do all the other women in the room. A steward opens a door and beckons for them to move through?????down a corridor or two, left, right and then into the full force of a cold ripping wind and driving rain as they reach the outside.
The steel clanging bridge is slippery and Nikki gasps as the rain drives horizontal into her face despite her right hand gripping the hood tight about her. Suddenly, bizarrely, bright sunshine erupts and she sees her long shadow on the scuffed metal beneath her feet.
As quickly it is gone and she reaches the quay, following eyes downcast, the legs of the woman in front of her, kitten heels and mud spattered stockings??????..
The weather is abruptly muted as she walks into a building set by the quayside, an ugly piece of 1960’s brutalism faced with dilapidated plastic sheets. It is warm, a long room and she files forwards then sits on a long wooden bench aware of the woman next to her, and the one who sits after her, bodies pressed together.
She looks up, on the other side of the room across the parquet floor are a set of wooden tables behind which sit the immigration officers, Men in navy blue high collared uniforms reminiscent of?bobbies in?Sherlock Holmes films. They have whiskers, red faces, bald pates, spectacles, some thin and cadaverous, others corpulent and beery. Nikki lowers her eyes.
? ANZEIGER !? calls one and a woman near the end of the bench stands. The caller beckons????????????the woman moves forward.
? Armstrong!? the next
Soon all ten tables have women standing at them talking in low voices, whilst the officials write on fluttering, rustling paper. One by one they leave through a door to the right?????
?Cornwell!? It is close for Nikki ??she sits more erect.
?Dorne!?
Nikki stands and walks to a vacant table. A thin man with pince nez, dark hair.
? Maid Dorne. ?
? Yes Sir ? she thrills a little as she says it.
? You have completed all the necessary paper work, have you brought the psychiatrists and medical reports? ?
? Yes Sir ? Nikki reaches into the bag, pulls out the letters, the file, her hands are shaking??????????????????.she drops them.
She bends at her knees to pick them up , scoops them from the dustily aromatic polished wooden floor – a financial analyst, a graduate, shaking and flustered with paperwork!! – she blushes.
The man smiles indulgently.
? Settle down maid Dorne, here give them to Me?????
The papers shake in her hands as he takes them, she pushes her hands into the pockets of her coat.
He looks up.
? Hands out of your pockets if you will young lady!?
-???????? Do not mistake kindness for softness –
? Yes??????????.yes good. Good scores on the induction?month I see?????.Good. All is in order My dear, through the door to your left please, there is someone waiting for you. Leave the passport here, you will not be needing it again. And welcome to New Victoria!?
She lowers her eyes to the ground and leaves the room. Beyond it is a coridoor one side of which is glazed showing the windswept and drenched quayside buildings. The rain lashes at the glass and hisses through gaps in the card thin walls.
At the far end a woman stands. She turns as she hears Nikki come through the door..
She is in her mid fifties, tall and her height is accentuated by her hairstyle, a bouffant beehive of platinum blonde, framed in the red silk lined cowl of her black PVC maxi trenchcoat. A thin face and a?small, retrousse?nose, pierced by a large steel ring in the central pillar which partially touches her top lip. Nikki stares at it, this is what she wants, the sign of submission - of ownership.
" Maid Dorne? "
Nikki nods.
" Welcome my dear, I am maid Estella, we have spoken by email I think. "
" Yes sister. "
The woman is smiling. She walks towards Nikki, heels clicking, coat slithering and slapping,?her arms wide and then embraces her. She presses her breasts above Nikki's and whispers in her ear. Her breath is warm, her perfume musky. Nikki feels the metallic smoothness of the ring on the lobe of her ear.
" Excited little one?"
Nikki nods
" Yes sister Estella, very. "
Estella places a hand at the back of her head and pushes a little until Nikki's face is pressed onto the smooth coldness of her shoulder, she strokes Nikki's hair,? running her fingernails over the nape of her neck at each stroke. Thrilling!
Nikki is increasingly aroused.....and Estella senses it, embraces her tighter.
" I am sure we will get along VERY well maid Nikki." she whispers?again and the heat, the warmth of the words makes the girl feel a dribble of arousal at her cunt.
Slowly Estella loosens her arms and takes a step back, her coat and clothing crackling softly.
" Yes I am SURE we will, you are always Master's cunt first but I will have some enjoyment of you too.............quite a little pretty!"
" However to work child,?we must?make the pretty into a beauty worthy of Master - she must be dressed and prepared properly. We will get you fitted out appropriately for your new life here and then get you home."
She is all bustle and business.
" The coat you may leave here..............I brought a cape to make you more acceptable on the journey. "
She lifts a bright red garment from the bench next to her, a slithery, slippery, shiny assault on the eyes. Nikki recognises it is a hooded cape.
She removes her coat revealing a white blouse and calf length silk skirt. She folds?her woollen?coat, leaves it on the bench.
Estella then lifts the cape and guides it into place over Nikki. It is tight at the shoulders and then falls straight. It is constricting, there are no arm slits or fastenings at the front.
" You should grip your arms behind your back sister.............." explains Estella.
" I have been practising sister " Estella nods her approval but has to kneel to pull the hem to the floor, covering Nikki's 3 inch heeled shoes.
The older woman then stands in front of her and tightens the high collar about her neck, the tight hood over her head and finally places a storm flap over Nikki's lower face, all fastened with poppers.
She stands back then walks around the girl tugging at the PVC.
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" It is what all the " maggots" wear when they arrive. You may see some on our walk to the shops, it marks you as a new arrival?hampers any run?from your new position AND it covers your face demurely"
She giggles and places a hand to Nikki's red plastic covered cheek.
" Not that this little doll would ever want to run away..........eh?"
" Never sister " says Nikki, but her voice is muffled, the fabric coverng her mouth is tight, already hot and moist.
Estella lifts the girl's bag and places it over her own shoulder, places her own storm flap of shining black PVC?over her lower face and leads Nikki from the building.
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The wind has abated a little but the rain is still intermittent. Nikki finds walking in the cape a little difficult as it effectively hobbles her steps, slowing her.?Estella is not so hampered but she remains by her side adjusting her progress to Nikki's.
Leaving the docks they see a crocodile of women in the red " maggot " capes being?escorted up the gently sloping street ahead of them by the Sisters of the Rubber Convent in their black SBR cloaks.
" You are lucky you have a position sister. They are brutal those women. "
Nikki nods. She knows all about the Latex Sisters, for she has read assiduously about every aspect of NV life. It was her first choice of course but....................
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The houses and old factories closest to the docks are derelict for the most part and it is indicative that the two women are walking. Visitors and tourists?have been whisked?away swiftly by taxis or the?tram service to the centre of town. Only female residents walk.
Gradually they climb and the ramshackle gives way to the complete, houses become larger and are obviously occupied as soft lights shine from them. It is getting darker and Nikki has glimpses of NV life through the uncurtained windows.
On the streets there are now more pedestrians. Women walk in pairs as she does with Estella, invariably arm in arm. She knows a woman on her own is a shocking thing, showing independance and often being picked up by the police as a result.
There are some couples. The Men walking in front, the women struggling to keep up with them. The fashion seems to be for bustled hobble skirted tight dresses and?a bent kneed, half trot the only way for a woman to remain up with her Master.
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There are some Men together. Their profiles tall, black, sombre. Top hats accentuate their height, cloaks stop at the?hips showing thin trousers or tight jodhpurs and jackboots below, all in black or dark coloured leather. Some pass and as they do Estella and Nikki curtsey, the former deeply, the latter with some difficulty.
" A new maggot I see. " Comments one as they pass, placing a finger to the brim of his top hat.
" Fresh meat. " says the other.
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Finally there are sights that jar the nerves of a visitor unused to the ways of NV. They see one of the Latex Brotherhood in?a floor length SBR mackintosh over black latex boots pulling two women behind him on chain leashes. Each wears a totally enveloping black rubber burquah which effectively dehumanises them both, a deep collar at the neck pulling in the slithering fabric making them like animated shining pawns.Nikki sees ballet heeled boots peeping under the hem.
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As He passes he gives a short bow.
" Good afternoon maids." He smiles. Estelle and Nikki curtsey in return, standing to one side of the pavement.
Aware of their eyes he yanks again at the leashes brutally and one of the women stumbles forward and falls.It is obvious?her arms are secured in some way for?she makes no attempt to save herself and her?smothered face hits the pavement.?The other?is jerked suddenly to her knees?head half turning, blind and unaware of the reason for the?halt.
" Up object! " He yanks at the woman's leash and she tries to rise, legs struggling to find some leverage. He kicks at her legs and they both hear a muffled yelp. They see her struggle to rise, hampered by her companion.
" Walk on Nikki " whispers Estelle, guiding her away.
Behind them they hear His curses increase in volume and they hear the FFWHHEEP! of a lash.
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Finally?they reach the centre of town.?All the shops are lit up, butchers, greengrocers, Bank, gentlemen's leather outfitters, shoe shops, restaurants,women's?clothing shops, slave tack, a bar or two. The street is wide, the lighting adequate for the first time.
They stop outside a large emporium occupying almost a block, above the plate glass windows showing the latest in women's NV fashions the name - Diana Campbell.
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Estelle leads Nikki not through the?main doors but down the side of the building. They enter at a sign saying. " SINGLE MAIDS ", they are not allowed entrance without a male at the front.
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They are met by a square faced woman with short blonde hair, a high necked pale blue satin blouse with long buttoned cuffs, a deep triple buckled belt and tight calf length skirt of black patent leather over matching knee boots with 6 inch stilleto heels.
" Master Archer's new maid?" Estelle nods.
" Come with me if you will sisters."
She leads them to a basement area. A large room half one side of which is mirrored showing the three women as they descend the stairs and walk to a circular banquette in?the middle of the burgundy carpeted floor. Adjacent to it is a series of showers, the red plastic curtains drawn. Beyond that a hairdressing area is set out on a black and white tiled floor, the remaining burgumdy?walls are hung with clothing. Dresses, skirts, blouses, underwear, boots, shoes, the majority in fine silks, satins and taffetas but Nikki does spot PVC and some latex.
As if reading her thoughts the woman speaks, she has a faint East European accent.
" The Rubber Brotherhood have their own outfitters sister, we cannot meet some of their exacting requirements?but many of the Masters like latex child. You?will be tired so I will order some refreshments. First though if you would be kind enough to remove all clothing and take a shower.? Be so good as to help me Estelle, we must?remove the maggot sleeve from her."
" Certainly Magda."
So the two women tug at the hem and lift the garment off Nikki, the older carefully folding it whilst Nikki walks towards the showers, hair dishevelled.
" Throw the?previous clothes into the bin at the side, shoes as well. I take it your cunt has been clean shaven?"
Nikki turns as she unbuttons her blouse.
" Yes sister. "
" You will see some depilatory cream in the cubicle, follow the instructions and use it liberally. It may sting a little."
Nikki nods. Her natural obedience is enhanced by the clothes the woman wears. Leather is reserved for those in control, all Men?by right?but very few women are allowed to wear it. Magda must be a person of some great importance.
She pushes her clothing into the basket at the side of the shower.
Her clothing which in some ways is the last of her old life, deliberately thrown away to allow her to realise her dreams. Her sister had called it throwing away her life for some sick need to serve Men. Her friends found her need disgusting, or so they said. Subversive.
Nikki finds it entirely natural and now she feels comforted and happy in the presence of women who share her feelings.
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Three?hours later she is feeling even more relaxed. Her hair has now been bleached strawberry blonde, cut to shoulder length and set in a 1960s Doris Day style turned under at the tips and lacquered into immobility. The same young girl who had set her hair has also applied her makeup. A pale foundation, equally light salmon pink lipstick on outlined lips. Doe eyeliner upswept at the corners, thick false eyelashes and pale brown eyeshadow give her an anaemic appearance. A final anointing with Cahanel No 5 in the cleft between her breasts, her pubis, throat and wrists completes the dressing.
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The small cakes and herbal tea?laced with viagra?given her as refreshment whilst her hair was set have made her insides warm and promoted a tingling in her lower belly.
She is standing now in front of? a seated Estelle with the?woman Magda behind her, lacing her into her corset.
Estelle has removed her coat and is?perched now on?a red velvet banquette wearing a black?taffeta blouse, lined in red silk, the collar turned up to frame her collared neck. The blouse has?3/4 length cuffed sleeves over tight?black PVC?gloves. The skirt is of the same material with?a high waist secured over obviously severe corsetting with steel buckled straps from the sternum to the lower belly, there the skirt flows out into an A line.
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" I saw that you have been using the training corset maid Dorne. American yes? "
" Yes sister."
"That is good, but I am afarid Master Archer likes His corsetting a little more severe..........eh Estelle?" She is chortling and Nikki sees that Estelle is smiling thinly too.
" Your corset is literally your foundation my dear. "
The two halves of the red satin garment are pulled tight at her back, the shaped busk begins to push into her belly and chest, cold at first and then warming.
" It constricts." Nikki hears the laces being pulled through, she feels the woman press against her back, her satin covered breasts soft, she whispers in Nikki's ear.
" Restricts ." and now Nikki feels the first pressure as the laces are tightened.
" Shapes and forms and holds the body as Master would." Now the garment is compressing her body quite harshly.
" Master Archer favours a more conical profile for the body tapering to the waist and accentuating the hips rather than the traditional wasp waisted garment. Still?I believe you will find it testing enough!"
Magda wrenches at the laces and Nikki's waist is pinched. She grunts.
" Arms above you now girl and grip the bar whilst I lace you properly."
Nikki grips the steel bar suspended from the low ceiling and Estelle stands, her skirts sussurating and hissing, smooths the garment down over her hips and tugs at the corset front to seat it properly on Nikki's body.
At the top two semi conical steel half cups covered in red satin are designed to push up their burden and thrust?them lasciviously?towards the viewer, Estelle lifts each breast to seat it comfortably in a subtle notch at the cup front but uses one slippery thumb to rub at the nipple as she does so. In response Nikki's mouth opens a little and the nubs themselves harden.
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The corset tightens even more and Nikki begins to have great difficulty breathing as the triple steel boning presses into her flesh,?her breasts are now rising and falling as she inhales and exhales from the upper body alone.
" This corset is designed to control and restrict Maid Dorne, to limit movement and give discomfort. It defines you here, a permanent restriction on mobility. Worn 24 hours a day."
" Now! To ! Finish ! Off ! " The final yanks on the laces from behind make Nikki stagger back. Magda's hand in the curved small of her back reposition her.
" Bring your hands down girl."
Nikki feels the woman knotting the laces and passing them around her now terribly constricted waist her satin blouse brushing her shoulder blades.
" Your maids normally cut these at Master's house for a truer line, replacing them everyday I think, eh Estelle?"
" But these will need tightening again in an hour or so and I am leaving them "
Nikki stands, legs a little apart, aware of the wetness in her cleft cooling as the air meets it. Hands on hips concentrating on her breathing. She looks down to the floor.
" Sloppy posture My dear." sighs Magda.
" But the collar and shoulder straps are designed to correct THAT little laziness."
" Assist me please Estelle."
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Estelle moves behind Nikki, her smooth skirts brushing against her naked calves. At the outside of each cup two wide satin straps rise and are positioned over her shoulders. Nikki feels them tighten as the two women pull on them and her lower back curves even more as her breasts are thrust higher, the nipples now pointing at the ceiling.
Finally the collar in matching red satin, steel boned precisely as the corset but front laced in black ?as the back is also attached to laces at the top of the corset behind her.
Whilst Magda tightens that fixing Estelle moves in front of her and laces it tight.
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Nikki finds she cannot turn her head from side to side, forced now to only look straight ahead. Nor can she look down apart from lowering her heavily mascarred eyes. Her lips feel full and pouting, tingling slightly, her whole body is warm.
" There now!" Both women now stand in front of her and study her.
" Acceptable Magda."
" You find it too hard my dear?" Smiles Estelle placing a hand to her constricted and rigid neck.
" It will get FAR harder!" She sneers.
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Nikki is aware that the rest of her dressing must be carried out by others. She can bend a little at the waist but her knees are beyond her reach. It is Magda who now kneels to roll her black silk stockings up her legs, and attaching them to the eight suspender tabs set in the hem. Before finishing she presses her fingers into Nikki's cunt, streaming now.
Nikki mews, clitoris tingling, vagina hot and hungry.
" Don't worry sister dear, I have just the thing for that little place."
She turns and brings something up to Nikki's face to show her.
A two and a half inch wide,?ywenty two?inch long steel rod, the top a series of steel balls. Eight inches lower than the tip there are two D rings set into the surface. Magda kneels again and press the tip to Nikki's cunt. It is cold and terribly smooth, Magda rubs it slowly up and down the slit between labia majora and then up to her clitoris, round the hood and then pushes it back to press it hard to the little clitflesh.
Nikki screams and finds Estelle gripping her forearms from behind.
" This is the cuntbar that you will wear everyday sister Nikki." she whispers into Nikki's ear.
" A perpetual reminder of what your purpose is in life. Woman is born to suffer and give pleasure to Man in her suffering. Woman must always be ready for use. Wet and gaping............eh bitch?"
Nikki tries to nod. She cannot. Her lips are dry.
" Yesssss ssssister." She is shaking, teeth clenched as Magda pushes the cuntbar further into her, opening her inner lips, twisting it.
" May I cum sister Estelle? Please."
" Not yet darling............" Estelle holds her tighter.
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The rod is now in her, filling her cunt, Magda runs a short thin chain from Another D ring set in the front of the corset at her pubis to one of the rod's sides.?Clips it tight and then reaches back to between her buttocks to get the matching chain at the back. A click, she stands.
" Don't move sister, press your legs together. You think she control it Estelle?"
" I am not sure, the bitch is obviously a natural but she will have to learn. Nikki, do NOT peak. We have not finished by a long chalk. "
Nikki nods urgently. She must show that she can obey.
She is sweating. Shivering in passion. Lips bloated, eyes wide.
Madga kneels again and presses her feet into the shoes of red PVC knee boots?with 6 inch heels and then expertly laces them tight.
Nikki sways as her weight is placed on the stilletos. The rod moves within her slightly. She stops. She has some control now but is aware of a stream of cuntcream dribbling from her. Her thighs are wet and sticky with need.
Estelle meanwhile is no less urgently putting Nikki's fingers into her gloves, rolling the elasticised black plastic up her arms and lacing them tight at her armpits.
The two woman both help to dress her in her red silk blouse lined in black, Magda buttons it at the front, flips up the collar to match Estelle's own style and checks the cuffs on the 3/4 sleeves. Estelle smooths it down over her hips.
Nikki is electrified. The satin slipping over her nipples and bosomflesh, the slippery smoothness of her stockinged legs, THE ROD, her immobility, her choking collar, THE ROD! She is almost trancelike. Each sensation is part of the same submissive mantra.
The skirt is huge. Red PVC on the outside, lined with layers of black net and stiff taffeta cunningly cut to support the garment, flat fronted but with a pronounced flare from the hips and arse. It is positioned beneath her and with Estelle's help she steps into it. The rod twists within her to one side, the tip pressing hard against her vaginal wall.
" Oh Godaaaaaaaah!"
" Quiet bitch!" snaps Estelle.
She is panting as they lift it up onto her hips, lace it at the back and then tighten the attached five inch shaped black PVC belt onto her.
They move around her tugging clothing, smoothing it and then step back.
The attention slowly subsides.
They look at one another, nod.
" Walk to the end of the room and back sister and now you may cum."
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Nikki takes a short breath and begins, she can see?a stranger, a doll in shining red?in a mirror far in front of her. The heels are very high and she would turn on?her ankle if the boots were not reinforced at this point. She is effectively close to tiptoe. The skirts rustle and crackle as she begins, her hips sway far more than ever when she has corsetted before, at every step they reach far to one side and then............SNAP back in the other direction. It is this moment which moves the rod most within her. In addition as she walks her sticky thighs are twisting it within her ..............she cums.
Her hands fall naturally away from her sides and she lifts her finger tips as she has seen other NV women do, it actually helps her balance but she knows it also looks elegant.
She nears the mirror not recognising the figure she sees and turns, the sound is constant, a hissing, the wild rustle of Autumn leaves.
She cums again. Eyes wide. Panting.
She cums again.
Her vagina is red hot and bursting. This is a prolonged ecstasy she has NEVER experienced before. She reaches the two women who have changed her into this doll,
Silently they are both clapping.
They embrace her.
" Welcome sister. " says Estelle and kisses her open mouthed, her tongue rasping inside Nikki's mouth. Her gloved hands gripping her face.?
She cums again.
" Now to take you to Master!"
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