Maid Service Day 1

  The hotel was a five star luxury hotel, but it was also out of the way. It offered luxury and discretion. For a price anyone could do almost anything with its rooms.   
  Teresa was a tall woman-five foot eight in flats. She was Hispanic and very pretty with sexy sculpted hips, long toned legs, a generous bosom and a pretty face. She normally hid it all away under a frumpy maid’s uniform. It was with great trepidation that the maid Teresa opened the door to the hotel room, she was being paid extra and she only had the one room to look after. The woman had apparently put herself in this situation but Teresa still did not like the idea of what she was going to do. 
  The tall blond was on the bed. Teresa guessed five foot eleven, her arms were cruelly pinned behind her back, her waist was crushed in a corset and her naked legs were tied with straps ankle to thigh.   
  She had a pair of very large dough-like breasts spilling onto the bed, a large balloon-like gag was firmly in her mouth and there was a note on the side table. The special bed sheet lay folded on the floor, the bed had been custom modified in a rush at extra expense.

  Note 1st May
              Dear Maid, please read this note very carefully. As you know I have rented this room for two weeks and have agreed with hotel management that you are just to serve this room.
  As you can see I like to participate in self bondage and fantasy, please do not untie me l love being helpless, I am a great actress I will struggle and beg but please do not ruin my fantasy. I love to act like I am not at all willing to be in bondage resisting at every turn, please never remove my gag!
  You can see I wear a pump gag, it has had a few hours to settle in could you pump it up until it will not get any bigger.
  My arms are trapped in this tight laced reversed bordello straight jacket.  I could not get my elbows to meet when please could you tighten it for me until they do.
  My under bust wasp waist corset is not properly closed, it can still be tightened another three inches to close-could you be a dear and help me? Please check to make sure that the straps holding my ankles to my thighs are tight. There is a feeding pump in the fridge that connects to the gag as well as liquid meal supplements, I believe cabbage and cod-liver oil are in the fridge please force fed me through the gag.
  There is a supply of enema kits, lubricant and rubber gloves in the bathroom cupboard. Please fill up one of the half litre ones and administer it using the hand pump. Use the size 1 butt plug and leave me retaining it, I might struggle a bit-don’t be afraid to get rough. Thank you most kindly.
  A generous tip is on the night stand when you are finished.

Elizabeth was in agony she remembered the red headed Amazon at the party the woman in the red dress that was so tight, saying she would pay for stealing her boyfriend, then she remembered the cloth forced over her nose in the dark parking garage, now she was trapped in a strange hotel room with a thumping headache. She remembered seeing the redhead then the cloth over her mouth, then she had breathed deeply and her world had gone black.
  She was naked, her jaw ached terribly and the gag was so huge! Her arms were folded away uselessly behind her body. Her legs were useless and her waist hurt so much from the corset.
  There was a maid, surely she would free her? The maid seized the gag and started pumping. Elizabeth shook her head and tried to pull back. The maid was startled for a second but then she grabbed the gag. She quickly had her in a headlock and was pumping the horrible gag some more!
  The maid pinned Elizabeth down. She felt the buckle holding her arms in place released then there was a tug and another tug and the dam thing was worse!
  Her shoulders cried out in pain and her elbows and joints were painfully numb. She tried to fight back but her arms were so week! Before she could pull, the maid buckled the strap in place again.
  Elizabeth screamed into her gag as she was rolled over. The maid had her pinned on her front, the woman’s body weight pressing Elizabeth’s sweaty bound body into the mattress. A little struggling and Elizabeth felt her corset cutting deeper into her soft white flesh. She could hear the maid breathing heavily with the exertion. She struggled as much as she could but she had no leverage. Then the maid was tying the laces back in place, the flap was pushed back and the push studs closed.
  The maid grabbed her right leg and pulled the strap tighter it cut into her thigh more deeply and her ankle was more deeply seated in place. Elizabeth tried to pull the left ankle out of the way but she was soon overpowered and the bondage on her other leg was tightened. The maid’s finger ran over her helpless foot for a second then the maid caught her foot and Elizabeth was soon laughing helplessly into her gag as she was tickled on her poor sensitive feet.
  The maid had approached her with something from the fridge, whatever it was Elizabeth didn’t want it. She had so little room to struggle then she found herself again in the woman’s embrace pinned down in her lap like a baby. Something was pushed into her gag then she was forced to swallow the most revolting thing she had ever known.
  That was not the worst violation of the day, Elizabeth struggled when the maid’s gloved hand started to lubricate between her buttocks. The plug was worse! She bit down on her gag. The maid’s thighs locked around her. The water in her bowels was bad and being left to retain it was even more terrible. The maid placed her on the centre of the bed face up. Then the maid unrolled a rubber sheet, it was pulled over the bed and Elizabeth, the edges of the sheet had holes in them and clipped to the bed frame which had pegs that the holes could fit over. Very quickly Elizabeth found herself pinned to the bed with a tight sheet of rubber, she could squirm a little but she was already starting to get hot. A pillow was pushed under her head. The maid kissed her on the cheek then left turning the lights off.

Teresa walked away from the room counting her money it was good money. She was being paid time and a half for what was effectively only a mornings work, and she was being tipped things were looking good she was going home and having the rest of the day off. A nice hot bath and then she would then spend a little time shoe shopping online. Out of the corner of her eye Teresa saw a blue blur. Suddenly Emily felt someone grab her from behind before she could struggle she was pushed into a laundry closet. Her tip was dropped all over the floor. She was pushed face down into the laundry hamper. Before she could speak or struggle there was a click click and suddenly Teresa found that her wrists were locked in a pair of hinged bracelets. Teresa was pulled up. There was a red head with a medium build wearing a security uniform. Teresa looked at her “Who the hell are you and what are you doing”? The security guard looked at her with a cold demeanour.

“My name is Emily this floor is my domain” she pushed Teresa onto the laundry hamper. So that her cuffed writs were beneath her. Teresa looked puzzled at the security guard “I haven’t done anything” the look in Emily’s eyes said differently “we don’t tolerate staff members stealing from the guests or leaving early with there ill gotten gains”, “I didn’t steal it’s a tip”. Emily shook her head “I am sure that the guest will be able to speak for you to corroborate this”. Teresa looked worried “well sort of”. Emily looked at her “enough of your lies I am going to search you to find out what else you have stolen then I am going to take you to see the tenant return her property then your ass is fired”. Teresa was searched from top to bottom by Emily her hands went everywhere it was humiliating the poor maid turned red. She was in no position to struggle with the cuffs on her wrists. Finally the security officer was certain that there was nothing other than cash found on her. Emily locked a set of ankle shackles with and eight inch chain around Teresa’s legs “I don’t want you to try and run for it”

Teresa was marched by Emily back to the room. The door opened and Emily looked up and down over the bound woman she carefully removed part of the sheet and looked at her outfit. Teresa spoke up “look at the note on the night stand”. The security guard marched over to the night stand and looked through the note. The blond woman seemed to focus on Emily shaking her head and screaming into her muffling gag. Emily walked over to the hotel guest she said in a voice of disgust “leather straps pathetic you restrain someone using cold hard steel”. She then re applied the sheet holding the blond down. Teresa spoke emphatically “it was a special assignment the hotel guest is paying for it, like that writer that locked himself in the room with a typewriter to make a deadline and had one of the staff there to keep waking him up only her request was different”. Emily looked at the blond “either the blond is a good actress or you’re good at forging handwriting I am taking you to the manger”.

The duty manager was called Bob he was a small man a little overweight with quite thick glasses. His hair was slowly deserting his head. He looked at Emily “I can confirm that this arrangement was sanctioned by management. Lisa the day supervisor should have advised everyone.” Emily looked a little embarrassed “I don’t think so she was on holiday this week” the manger looked a little flustered - “well I sent her an email I suppose someone should be picking them up for her.” Emily picked up the bundle of money supposedly stolen. “I suppose you should have this back,” Emily stuffed the money form the tip into Teresa’s bra. Teresa looked indignant “Can you please let me out of these cuffs please.” she jangles her chains to emphasize the point Emily looked at her “sure the key is back in the security office.” Teresa wore a coat over her arms as she was led through the building to the security office then finally released she was bright red with embarrassment clinking with every step. Emily apologised “sorry about that but we have had a few thefts recently”. Teresa looked at her “well I suppose I did look a bit suspicious”

                   Maid Service Day 2

It was with far less trepidation and even a little nervous excitement that the Teresa opened the door to the hotel room, she had enjoyed the generous tip, despite the security guards queries Teresa was sure that the woman had apparently willingly put herself in this unusual stringent situation. She obviously had someone checking on her watching her, maybe a friend maybe the hotel management there was definitely someone had helped her into her bondage. There had been a lot of struggling but Teresa was sure if the woman really was unwilling she would have fought far harder this was just a kinky game with a private hotel guest. 

  Teresa had read the note. The woman was a submissive that liked to play rough or should that be played with roughly. She was willing to play along so she had dressed accordingly. She took of her long jacket and hung it up. Revealing  her costume it had originally been for an ex boyfriend, an ungrateful slob, Teresa wore four inch strap on high heels, black stockings and garters and a secret naughty lacy black thong. 
  The tight, short, filly French maid’s outfit showed a generous amount of her bust and barely kissed her round bottom if she bent over seductively it would ride up completely. It was topped off with the little lacy cap. Teresa was going to enjoy doing everything the blond wanted her to do. The tall blond woman was still on the bed where Teresa had left her, squeezed between the mattress and the tight rubber sheet. Her arms were even more cruelly pinned behind her back from a night of futile struggling and her waist was still crushed into the corset. Her naked legs were still tied firmly in place. 
 Teresa was losing herself in the roll, the woman’s breasts were still pushing invitingly out against the rubber sheet. The Large balloon-gag gave her an adorable helpless look that made Teresa want to tickle her some more. There was another note on the side table obviously she had either been released to write the note been un-gagged to dictate it or had already planned a series of notes some how Teresa suspected that the woman wanted no breaks of immersion so the notes had been prepared in advance. Teresa suspected the woman had already planned out every aspect of this and every possibility and had the notes prepared in advance. The second note seemed to add to this conclusion.

  Note 2nd May
              Dear Maid, 
                        I assure you that I liked everything you did to me, Please do not untie or un-gag me in any situation. Thank you for pumping up my gag, could you just try to get it a little larger, thank you.
  I know despite your best efforts yesterday you could not fully tighten my straitjacket so; I implore you to try again.
  My corset is still a little loose-it can still be tightened another inch and a half to close, could you be a dear and help me?
  Please feed me with the feeding pump again no matter how much I resist, please force fed me through the gag.
 There is a little something to make me behave, a pair of locking nipple clamps are on the night stand please apply them to my tender buds without any mercy then please do not remove them, they will make me quite easy to control with the chain attached.
  Please take me to use the facilities and unplug me, after I have used the facilities then please fill up one of the litre enema bags with the cramping powder and administer it using the hand pump, use the size 2 butt plug and leave me retaining it, you will need to strap my legs back up when I am finished, I might struggle a bit don’t be afraid to get rough. Thank you most kindly, a generous tip is on the night stand when you are finished.

  Elizabeth’s body was in agony she was naked, her jaw ached terribly and the gag was so huge she couldn’t scream for help there was the taste of thick strong rubber in every corner of her mouth invading every taste bud on her tonge. Her arms were folded away uselessly behind her body, her shoulders protested her elbows acherd her upper arms twitched with the odd jolt of pain, her arms were numb against the mattress-dam the tight straitjacket! 
  Her shoulders ached, her legs were useless and more than a little cramped from being folded up, her waist hurt from the corset and her insides were cramped from the enema! The feel of the rubber sheet against her breasts and skin was disgusting-she had had a hot sweaty night, had she dreamed that the security guard came to rescue her? The dam maid that had tormented her in shackles only to comment she needed to be more tightly restrained in chains…
  She was waking up The maid was dressed like some kind of fetish wet-dream. Oh God thought Elizabeth, begging mute protests into her gag, she thinks this is a game she won’t let me go!
  The maid kissed her on the cheek then seized the gag and started pumping. Elizabeth shook her head and tried to move back but the maid jumped on the bed and straddled her body, pinning her down with her weight. The maid kissed her gagged lips then she started pumping. She got two more pumps on the horrible gag and it grew some more!
  The maid pinned Elizabeth down; she started to play with Elizabeth’s breasts through the rubber sheet. Elizabeth started to feel her body betray her, she was not enjoying this despite what her body was saying despite her moaning. Then the maid was off her. The sheet was released, then pulled back from the bed and Elizabeth felt the buckle holding her arms in place released then there was a tug and another tug. Her arms got tighter-the dam thing was worse! Her shoulders shrieked in pain. The maid buckled the strap in place again then kissed both her breasts, Elizabeth’s face was blushing and her nipples were quite hard.
  Elizabeth screamed into her gag as she was rolled over, the maid’s hand began to feel her bottom then she had her pinned on her front into the mattress. There was a little struggling and Elizabeth felt the maid sitting on her legs. The cover came off the laces at the back of her corset, Elizabeth squirmed and muffled obscenities into her gag. The maid unpicked the knot and got a good grip on the laces she started to pull. The Corset started cutting deeper into Elizabeth’s soft white flesh, she could not appreciate the effect that it had on her figure she was more concerned with the little things like breathing .   
  She struggled pathetically against the weight of the other woman as much as she could but she had no leverage and very little breath. There was a violent pull then another. Before Elizabeth could recover, the maid was tying the laces back in place then the flap was pushed back and the push studs closed, was the dam maid trying to squeeze the life out of her? a boa constrictor would have made a better room mate.
  The maid approached her with the feeding pump from the fridge, Elizabeth submitted this time. She desperately wanted to be fed, her stomach was quite hungry and had grumbled through the night with the tight corset she could only take small meals anyway, she realised she was only being fed small amounts so she didn’t have the energy to fight.   
  The woman took no chances and sat on Elizabeth, pinning her down and straddling her then Elizabeth was force fed, she could feel the paste slide down the back of her throat she made sure to swallow quickly rather than risk chocking.
  The maid got up off Elizabeth and she saw something silvery. Elizabeth panicked at the sight of the pair of locking nipple clamps. Her desperate struggles were futile The maid pushed her back into the soft mattress. The maid licked her nipples until they were hard again. She started caressing Elizabeth’s soft breasts getting rougher and rougher Elizabeth started to moan into her gag again shutting her eyes for a second. Then the maid crushed her arousal with two locking clicks. Elizabeth’s world was suddenly a small area of sensitive flesh cruelly imprisoned in steel teeth a burning fire that there was no release from.
  Suddenly Elizabeth found her legs un-strapped, the maid helped her stand but she was unsteady. She got a step away towards the door, and then there was a tug on the nipple clamps it was like a electrical discharge in Elizabeth’s body. Elizabeth made it a half step before the pain caused her to step backwards. The maid had her under control; under this level of restraint she was never going to get an opportunity to be free. The maid marched her into the bathroom leading her with the nipple clamps like a leash, dam they hurt. Then she unplugged Elizabeth. It was wonderful to be free of the plug even for a few moments!
  Then the maid put on rubber gloves and got to lubricating between her buttocks again. The little struggling earned a quick tug on the clamps. Elizabeth was soon submissively bending over to receive her medicine. The second plug was larger she bit down on her gag with a tremor of pain. The water in her bowels was bad the last day but this was worse with the additions, the maid then got a big fluffy sponge and gently cleaned Elizabeth’s body if not for the restraints it would have been quite pleasant like a treatment at a spar, an incredibly unusual and kinky spar Elizabeth found herself moaning into her gag again as the maid soaped between her legs.

  The maid led her back to the bed in a sexual daze, she pushed Elizabeth back onto the bed then grabbed her right leg and bent it soon; she had the strap back in place. Elizabeth tried to pull the left ankle out of the way but she was soon overpowered and the bondage on her other leg was replaced. Elizabeth was left to retain the water it was even more terrible! The maid took the opportunity to give her a really good tickling under her arms and on her feet until her face was red and tears were streaming down Elizabeth’s cheeks. The maid felt between Elizabeth’s legs feeling how damp she was, curse her body for actually liking this treatment Elizabeth turned red. Quickly the maid rolled her onto her back put a pillow under her head and tucked her in with the tight rubber sheet over her body-trapping her in place. She kissed her on her gagged, stretched lips and on the forehead Elizabeth squealed into her gag in indignation but was ignored. The maid left turning the lights off.

Teresa stepped out of the room in her exotic maid’s uniform. Emily saw her, she almost walked into her. Teresa turned red with surprise and embarrassment she hastily darted back into the room not even blurting a word out. A few seconds later she emerged with her jacket just buckling it up. Emily Looked Teresa up and down “I suppose Blondie is in for a bit of a treat”. Teresa turned a further shade of crimson, her little game was discovered. She moved away eyes down after almost bumping into the security officer mumbling “good day”. Emily held out her hand “Teresa look I am sorry we got off on the wrong foot”. 

Teresa thought for a second “yes ok a do suppose that we did lets start again”. Teresa accepted the hand and shook it, it was feminine yet strong, she would not wish to arm-wrestle Emily any time soon. Emily ran a finger over Teresa’s shoulder up her neck and just under her chin. “Do you ever feel curious what its like to be in that predicament” she gestured towards the room and the helpless guest inside. Teresa looked into her eyes “I might be a little curious”. Emily smiled “I mean you seem to be playing along with that guest’s fantasy quite well“. Teresa looked down but Emily’s finger gently forced her to raise her head, She hesitantly answered “it’s a bit different isn’t it being on top that on the bottom”.  Emily looked at her “I wonder if you would like a bit of perspective?”. Teresa slowly nodded her head “there’s no time like the present if it gets to much your safe word is chalk” Emily scratched her head “safe word you mean if I want you to stop”. Emily nodded as she cuffed Teresa’s hands behind her back more gently so that they were solid but not biting into her wrists, then she double locked the cuffs so that they could not get any tighter.

Emily led Teresa through the service corridors of the hotel she was more playful more gentle with her this time, now that she knew she was not the thief that had been stealing from the guests. Teresa’s hands were cuffed behind her back under the coat and all she was wearing was her naughty maids outfit the chance of being discovered like this sent a thrill through her body. She was led into a security office no one else was about. Emily took of her coat and gently made her lie stomach down on a table. Emily got a box out from under the tablet. Emily patted Teresa on the bottom “now to truly make you helpless.” Emily got a pair of ankle cuffs she locked the first cuff around the maids left ankle threaded the cuff through the handcuffs and then connected it to right ankle. Emily double locked the cuffs Teresa was flexible but the position was secure.

Teresa experimented pulling against her bondage it was solid but fairly lose she was not in an uncomfortable position. But she did feel so vulnerable she had no way to get up she was at the mercy of another. She could feel herself heating up was this the sensation that the hotel guest craved? “How dose that feel”? Teresa thought for a second “unusual the pair of cuffs have me immobilised so quickly is this called a hogtie?”. Emily stroked her stocking clad leg “Now your guest is far more tightly restrained than this do you want to try a bit more.”?

Teresa thought about it for a minute she pulled on her arms and wondered what the more restring bondage of the hotel guest might feel like. “I guess I am in for a little more”. “good to see your game” Emily pulled out another pair of cuffs suddenly Teresa found her elbows were held a few inches apart it was a strange sensation being so helpless this might feel good with the right person. Emily was not finished yet she got a roll of black electrical tape and wound it around Teresa’s right hand until it was a little ball of black tape the left hand received the same treatment. Emily pulled out a large chocolate bar from a desk draw. She broke off a piece and fed it to Teresa. Teresa ate from her hand, Emily patted her on the head. Emily broke off another piece and held it further away. Teresa was forced to stretch but just managed to snag the chocolate with her lips. Emily broke of another piece of chocolate Teresa tied to reach it but it was two far away. Emily popped the offered chocolate into her own mouth. Teresa gave Emily her best helpless damsel look pouting with big eyes Emily laughed and gave the last piece of chocolate to Teresa.

The both started laughing. After a few minutes of giggling they started to talk they had both worked in the hotel for about four years, they were both about the same age. They had started on the wrong foot now they were getting along quite well. They joked about the Duty manager Bob his terrible hair piece it looked like a particularly large rat had been squashed flat and glued to the front of his head to cover the receding hair line. He had tried that last year after joining a dating website. There were many jokes made until his hair piece ended up on a glue board. They remembered one hotel guest a Husband his Mistress hid in a laundry basket outside the hotel room naked to get away from the mans wife. The mistress ended up going down the laundry shoot by mistake. She was found dazed on top of a pile of sheets by the laundry staff. 

Emily stopped laughing “Teresa seriously there have been some thefts from the hotel I was wondering if you could keep an eye out as you only have duties for about half the day”. Teresa thought about it “I can’t promise anything but I can keep an eye out, is there anything particular I should be looking for”. Emily thought for a second people who have a lot of visible wealth splashing the cash wearing a lot of jewellery tend to get targeted”. Teresa thought about it for a second or two “Ok tomorrow before and after my special duties”. Emily looked at her “that would be great just report anything you see out of the ordinary”. Teresa Joked “dose this count?” pulling at her bonds. Emily began to release the maid, before she left Teresa pecked Emily on the cheek “Do you want to do a security sweep in the room with the guest” Emily smiled “oh yes, tomorrow?”. Teresa nodded tomorrow and giggled.

                   Maid Service Day 3

 Teresa opened the door to the hotel room with confidence, the tip was very generous and she was really starting to enjoy herself she was open to new avenues and possibilities, she had looked up the term topping. The hotel guest was being topped by her and she was being toped by Emily she guessed she was a switch enjoying being on both the receiving end and the giving end. The woman on the bed was beautiful and seemed quite submissive but did like to struggle, with a little pull on those nipple clamps she quietened down. She was certainly in no position to object to being slapped and tickled. Teresa was very willing to play along so she was still dressed accordingly except today she was wearing a corset nipping in her own waist Emily had helped her get it a little tighter. The tall blond woman was still on the bed tucked in helplessly where Teresa had left her, her arms encased behind her back, her waist outlined by the rubber sheet was crushed in a corset and her helpless legs folded away she looked almost limbless like this a beautiful victim of a horrible accident. 
  Her breasts were two inviting bulges begging to be played with. The large pump gag gave her an utterly adorable helpless look, there was another note on the side table.  
  Teresa had not spoken to her but she thought a little banter might help set the mood.

  Note 3rd May
              Dear Maid, 

                        I earnestly assure you that I liked everything you did, you must promise never to break my fantasy by showing me the slightest hint of mercy or compassion. Please do not untie or un-gag me in any situation. I realise that I need to be controlled more firmly, on the nightstand is a pair of ear plugs and a rubber hood. There is a hole for the gag pump and my nostrils but nothing else, I may resist but remember it is for my own good My corset unfortunately is still a little loose it can still be tightened another half inch please help me to fulfil my dreams!
  Please feed me with the feeding pump again, a few tugs on my nipple clamps should make me compliant.
  There is a little something to make me behave properly a nice paddle on the chair and a timer please set it for twenty minutes and let loose on my naughty bottom.
  Please let me use the facilities and unplug me, then please fill me up with one of the litre enema bags with two of the cramping powder sashays. I can take it. Please use the size 3 butt plug, I assure you it will fit and leave me retaining it, you will need to strap my legs back up when you are finished, I might struggle a little more, please subdue me.
  Thank you most kindly. A generous tip is on the night stand for you.

  Elizabeth’s body was numb she could barely feel her arms and her legs they were useless, and she was now so horny, was there something in the food? She wondered. The gag was so huge she could never make herself understood to this woman that was her captor. It was agony and also ecstasy or near to it, what with the corset on her waist she could feel it digging in tight against her rib cage, combined with the cramping from the enema. Her poor pinched nipples were a source of agony she could do nothing about them. The maid was punishing her for the slightest resistance with a tug on them, which seemed to only make her wetter, why was her body responding this way.
  Then there was light the maid was still dressed like some kind of fetish wet dream. But she stood different more erect straight. She was wearing a corset. Oh God, thought Elizabeth she still thinks this is a game and she keeps getting more into it. She won’t let me go. What is she going to do to me will I like it? There was a knock at the door and another woman came in she was the security officer from before what was she going to do was she going to arrest the crazy woman and free her? No such luck.
  The maid spoke for the first time;
    “You have been a very naught girl let me see what I need to do to you, my assistant is hear to help keep you in line…”
Elizabeth screamed wordlessly into her gag no she wasn’t going to get freed she was going to get played with by the maid and her friend. Her body began to heat up at the idea but her mind fought against her illogical lust. 
  She kissed her on the cheek then picked up the note and read it. The maid looked at the night stand Elizabeth followed her there was something black there. The maid grabbed the gag;
    “This is for your own good.” She seized the gag and started pumping Elizabeth begged her with her eyes. The security officer was there holding something Suddenly Elizabeth felt one plug pushed in her right ear then a second pushed in her left by the security officer it erased most sound. Then the maid held up the thick rubber hood. 
  Elizabeth shook her head as the hood was stretched over the gag bulb. Then it was worked closer to her face. Elizabeth started to thrash around violently but between her restraints and the weight of the maid and security guard pressed on top of her she hardly got any movement she really had no chance;
    “Don’t worry you naughty girl, this hood will soon be tightly in place. You will look so adorable”. The security officer chimed in “she is going to look so cute” 
  Slowly the rubber was stretched over her head and she started whimpering into the gag as her head was enveloped in thick black rubber prison. It took a minute for the maid and the guard to work the hood over her head it was so tight and another five to adjust it so that it was flawlessly in place. The maid stroked her head as Elizabeth mewed into her gag. The security guard was massaging her breasts “such large breasts so firm so much fun to play with all natural, they look so good with your arms behind your back”. The maid kissed her on both cheeks then pumped the gag once more the mewing stopped.

  The maid started to crawl across the bed on her hands. The rubber that pinned Elizabeth down did not stop the maid. She started to play with Elizabeth’s breasts through the rubber sheet. The security guard started to sensually rub the maid. Elizabeth started to feel her body betray her, her nipples hardened and her body started to get warm. The Maid’s hands went lower, they started to push the rubber sheet between her legs massaging her pelvis;
    “You naughty little girl, you like this don’t you?” , “she‘s a slut that needs to be kept tied up for her own good” the security guard chimed in
  The maid finally removed the cover giving Elizabeth some form of limited movement. The maid enjoyed letting her squirm. Then the maid straddled Elizabeth pushing her down into the mattress. She took the opportunity to give her a really good tickling on the soles of her feet . The guard tickled her on the ribs just above the corset. The maid enjoyed the feeling of Elizabeth helplessly squirming under her. The maid rolled her onto her back, she felt between Elizabeth’s legs feeling how damp she was, she started to caress her there. “Your so hot aren’t you, you just need a little stimulation pity you can’t play with yourself naughty girl, that must be why you need to be tied up so tightly all the time”
  Elizabeth screamed into her gag in frustration as she was rolled over onto her front the maid’s hand began to feel her bottom then playfully spanked her. The security guard kissed her on her gagged lips then started to massage her breasts. The maid had her pinned on her front a little struggling and Elizabeth felt the maid sitting on her legs. The cover came off her corset. The maid went to town pulling the laces on the corset. The corset cut deeper into her defenceless body the security guard was pulling with her how could they get it so tight. 
  She struggled pathetically against the weight of the other women as much as she could but she had no leverage no free limbs. 
    “There now stop fussing you look so sexy now!”-Then the maid was tying the laces back in place, the flap was pushed back and the push studs closed. “You have a killer figure, we are just helping it along a little” the guard added.
  The maid got off her and retrieved something, she approached her with the feeding pump from the fridge.
  Elizabeth struggled not knowing what was going on but a tug on her nipple clamps had her whining into her gag and submitted to the maid’s authority over her. The maid cradled Elizabeth playing with her large breasts while Elizabeth was force fed, she was starting to swear there was something in the mush. There was a bleeping a little commotion “good bye” the guard said hurriedly the door opened and slammed shut Elizabeth was alone with the maid was that good or bad she was not sure.
  The blonde was abandoned of a second or two then she felt something hit her hard on her ass. She panicked and started struggling only to have the maid pull on the nipple clamps again controlling her. “You have been a very naughty little girl don’t worry you will be thoroughly punished”
  The maid put Elizabeth over her knee and started to paddle her, with her prisoner losing count at fifty blows each impact made the prisoner jiggle. Elizabeth fumed into her gag she was a grown woman not a naughty little school girl that needed a spanking. Each one was light but she could not see where they were coming from-soon her bottom was cherry red. 
    “You’re going to be a good little girl and behave aren’t you?”
Elizabeth was nodding as best she could if that could stop her spanking. Finally a timer went off and the maid stopped. Elizabeth sighed in relief. After so much Elizabeth found her legs un-strapped she felt her numb limbs recovering. 
  It took her a few steps to get her balance the maid helped her. Suddenly Elizabeth made a dash for the door. She got three steps before the maid got hold of her nipple clamps;
    “No you don’t!” 
  One single, harsh tug had her back under control. The maid marched her into the bathroom and unplugged her. There was some quality time with a sponge which had Elisabeth’s toes curling. While the maid called her a good girl. All too quickly the maid was lubricating between her buttocks again. A little struggling and a quick tug the third plug was on its way. 
  It was larger still and needed a lot of work to get inside her. She bit down on her gag.
    “There you go, nice and tightly plugged!” The water soon filled her bowels. 
  The maid led her back to the bed. She grabbed her right leg and soon had the strap back in place. 
  Elizabeth tried to pull the left ankle out of the way but the maid had anticipated it, she was bound again. She was soon on her back and the maid took the opportunity to massage her poor belly, bulging out from under the corset. “poor little thing do you want a belly rub just say no if you don’t” The maid tucked her in a familiar tight rubber sheet over her body kissed her on the hood’s forehead and left, turning the lights off. Not that Elizabeth could now tell wither they were on or off she concentrated on trying to get to sleep, the hood was terrifying but also liberating she could pretend this was happening to someone else it wasn’t her face anymore she could just squirm against her bonds the rubber felt quite good a pity she didn’t have quite the leverage she needed.

Teresa had had a good look about the hotel early in the morning she had not seen anything out of the ordinary she was not in any hurry she took a wander over the five floors of the hotel but there was nothing that seemed to her to be out of place. A security guard may have been watched a maid was probably going to be ignored.

After her little session she would have another quick look around. It was a pity that Emily had been called away to something else just as there game was getting interesting . Teresa saw an oriental woman a maid who was new, she could not remember her name but she was a hard worker that kept to herself. Teresa thought about it , it was not long before she had joined the hotel that the thefts had started. There was more it was suspicious as she was not allocated to this floor she was hanging about outside a room. Teresa knew about this hotel room the guest was a woman who was literally wearing so much real jewellery she would almost over balance just showing off, the woman was also completely drunk or on something which meant she had been wandering about the hotel screeching at staff and ordering the most expensive items on the menu taking a few bites and then leaving it. Teresa thought it odd that the maid should be away from her regular position. She would look around some more tomorrow and talk to Emily.

The floor manger hid watching Teresa watching the maid, when they were both gone she stepped out from the linen closet, something held in her hand it was an envelope she also carried several boxes, she approached the hotel room that Teresa was looking after she had a little job to do.

                   Maid Service Day 4

  Teresa opened the door to the hotel room with a dominant demeanour. She felt powerful and sexual at the same time. She had reported to Emily about the maid on the wrong floor and Emily had confirmed the maid was a suspect having been seen in the area of a previous robberies. But when they searched her locker they found nothing, even carrying out a strip-search and invasive full cavity search had provided no benefit other than to watch the naked woman squirm around in hand cuffs. If she was to blame then they were not sure how she was moving the stolen belongings about, and how she was getting them out of the hotel, she had to be released. Emily had told Teresa that the loot might still be in the hotel somewhere in some forgotten corner, the maid might have been the look out for some one else a window cleaner perhaps? Teresa thought back to business, the tips were very generous but that woman would not get the chance to try and run again, if she did somehow slip out of Teresa‘s grip she would be very sorry in a very short period of time, even if Teresa gave her a small opportunity just so she had a reason to punish her. Teresa was really starting to enjoy herself. The woman was beautiful and it was a pleasure to tease and torment her bound body. Teresa was starting to awaken to new possibilities to see a woman as an object of desire inherently. Her perspective was changing thanks to this unique opportunity. Her Guest always seemed a bit more frisky after she was fed maybe there was something in with the mush that was pushing her buttons big time. Teresa suspected it was part of the game that the woman’s food was loaded with the aphrodisiac of some sort.
Not that Teresa objected to that or its effects what people wanted to put into there own bodies was none of her business and the hotel was discreet.

  The blond was certainly in no position to object to being slapped and tickled and certainly seemed to respond to it, there was a heat of desire coming from her pretty prisoner, it must be so frustrating to be constantly denied. Teresa was very willing to play along so she was still dressed accordingly except today her corset was tighter, nipping in her own waist thanks to Emily helping to lace it up a little too snugly. Emily had padlocked it to keep her from loosening it again. Emily was holding the key. Today Teresa had forgone the thong she was feeling really naughty. 

  The tall blond woman was still on the bed tucked in helplessly, folded up where Teresa had left her. The rubber sheet held her down and moulded to her every curve. Her arms erased behind her back and her waist, lined by the rubber sheet was crushed in a corset-her helpless shapely legs folded away. Her breasts were two inviting bulges begging to be played with through the tight rubber. The hood made her look sexy and inhuman like a toy or pet. The overall impression made her look otherworldly like a piece of art a strange and sexual sculpture.
  
  There was another note on the side table it made no mention of the fact that Emily had given her a bit of a hand with the games the previous day. She was sure that the woman had written the things in advance, Someone in the hotel was delivering these things. She had a carefully planned fantasy and she had made sure that there was no way back from it. She had paid a lot of money made a lot of precautions, Teresa had to admire her commitment, even though maybe she belonged in a padded cell. Teresa was going to follow it to the letter, more or less though she did waffle on… 

  Note 4th May
               Dear Maid, 
                         Please do not stop treating me that way, it is a sacred trust. You must promise never to break my fantasy, keep me restrained at all times. If you can hear the slightest whimper please pump my gag up.
  I realise that I need to be controlled still more firmly. On the nightstand is black kid leather hood to go over the rubber one. There is a hole for the gag pump and my nostrils but nothing else, please lace it tightly then use the zip and the little padlock provided, I may pretend to struggle but remember it is for my own good.
  Please feed me , I need to keep up my strength. The helplessness is intoxicating, a few little tugs on my sore nipples should make me compliant.
  On the night stand is a pair of sexy stockings and a suspender belt please put them on me I would look so sexy. There is my old friend the paddle on the chair, please set the timer for it for twenty five minutes and spank me-I have been very bad or at the very least I have been thinking very naughty thoughts.
  Please let me use the facilities, then please fill me up with one of the litre enema bags with two sashays, please use the size 4 butt plug. I know I struggle but I like to be plugged, leave me retaining it. You will need to strap my legs back up tight when you are finished. Thank you most kindly.
  A generous tip is on the night stand when you are finished.

  Elizabeth was just barely awake. Her poor mind was starting to feel the effects of isolation being cut off contained in the thick rubber hood. Time was beginning to get disjointed. She was terrified and helpless, experiencing a complete loss of agency in almost every way and the constant compression of the rubber in every direction was quite unwelcome. She was starting to lose herself in a daydream in a nightmare she needed more human contact even if it was more punishment it would be better than boredom and silence.

She tried to remember the red headed woman she was tall nearly a head taller than Elizabeth she was Amazonian such long legs such a waist. She remembered her shoulder length hair her dress at the party had been very tight with side slits from the knee her heels had been red and six inches her feet in such painful arches she had danced with a doctor of some sort. At least Elizabeth thought he was a doctor he might have be a consultant or a lawyer for a hospital anyway he did something medical or to do with a hospital. 

Elizabeth remembered the woman going outside to take a call the doctor had started chatting to her he had brought Elizabeth a drink. Then the red head had stormed back in the two of them had argued the doctor a plastic surgeon it clicked into place, Elizabeth thought that she remembered it right, the man had dismissed her then walked away. The woman in the red dress had turned to her saying “your going to pay for this”.

The memory was still vague she was still missing some detail, it eluded her for now she could not see anything. Her hearing was almost zero unless someone was right next to her like the maid. Or her partner in crime the security guard, that gag had been in her mouth so long it was starting to feel like part of her body. She was used to the overpowering size the shape the taste was becoming familiar and disturbingly not unwelcome.
  She was numb, she could barely feel her arms and her legs they were useless. Her arms folded behind her in a tight hug, her waist compressed down and she was now so horny dam whatever was in the food! The plug in her ass, the straps on her legs, the nipple clamps and the tight rubber sheet all added to stoke her fire but leave her unfulfilled. She could squirm about a little pull on the clamps get a little movement in the plug a little brush of sensation between her legs.

  The gap between herself and the maid was impossible, her captor had made sure that this woman thought it was nothing but a game. Even worse, every punishment she got for the slightest resistance was only making her wetter turning her on more, if she had been spanked some more she might have come, dam that aphrodisiac dam her poor week will she wanted more! What was in that dam concoction? Would she be addicted to this when she was released if she ever was?
  She heard the swing of the door, the click of the maid’s heels and the sound of the light switch. Thought Elizabeth could not see it, the maid was still dressed like some sort of sexy French maid. But she stood more erect strait she was panting slightly from the tightness of the corset. Elizabeth could hear the woman’s laboured breath she thought to her self, try swapping positions dear. You did a real job tightening my dam corset
  The maid leaned in close;
    “You have been a very naught girl but don’t worry I am here to punish you, my friend may make it along today with a surprise.”
  She kissed Elizabeth on her rubber-covered cheek, then picked up the note and read it. The maid looked at the night stand there was a glossy black leather hood there. The maid held it up. It was butter soft, so luxurious to touch, it must have been made of three layers of leather lined with satin. The nostrils had short rubber hoses that would effectively remove Elizabeth’s sense of smell and there was a round section the pump could just about be forced through. The hood looked a little too small it had lots of laces at the back, there was also a heavy zip that would almost erase the laces when it was zipped in place, and a solid padlock with no key completed the hood. 

The maid took some time examining the hood running her hands over it admiring the craftsmanship that went into its construction the flawless perfection of its finish. She held it against her cheek then slowly pulled it open and slipped it over her own head it was tight and she had to push and pull but is settled in place she gave the laces a couple of pulls to get the hood tight she ran her hands over it so sexy. Satisfied she had an idea of what she had the maid tried to pull the hood off only to panic for a second thinking she was trapped in the hood. A few seconds later the laces moved and the hood came off. The maid wiped the inside with a cloth just to get it ready.

  Elizabeth knew something was going on, the maid climbed onto the bed then more alarm bells went off as the pump was compressed through the hole in the hood, and then the gag pump was through. The thick leather was worked over her head. Elizabeth didn’t react until the maid began to feed the rubber tubes into Elizabeth’s nostrils, she started to thrash around but between her restraints and the weight of the maid pressed on top of her she hardly got any movement. The maid moved her to one side;
    “Don’t worry you naughty little girl, this hood is for your own good.” 
  Slowly the leather was laced shut, causing an intense sensation in Elizabeth’s body as the leather stretched over her head she started to whimper into the gag she found herself grinding her legs together-she was actually getting off on the sensation! What was wrong with her? The leather creaked in protest as it was stretched. After five minute the maid was no closer to shutting the back of the hood. There was a nock at the door. The made opened it. There was a jangle and a rattle like a bucket full of stones being put down? Elizabeth wondered what the surprise was. The two of them managed to lace the back of the hood closed and spent another ten minutes to remove every hint of a wrinkle so it was flawless. It was so tight Elizabeth could not believe how punishingly tight it was she was seeing stars and she couldn’t even see!

  Teresa kissed her on the forehead then roughly grabbed both her nipples through the rubber and twisted sharply. Elizabeth squealed like a pig. The maid grabbed the gag;     
    “This is for your own good.” she seized the gag and started pumping muting the sound. 
  The maid started to crawl across the bed on her hands. The rubber that pinned Elizabeth in place did not stop her. She started to play with Elizabeth’s breasts through the rubber sheet. Elizabeth started to feel her body betray her, her nipples hardened and her body started to get warm. Suddenly there was an ice cube held to the rubber Elizabeth tried to pull away from the cold sensation but there was no escape. They spent ten minutes tormenting her with the ice cubes through the sheet. The maid straddled Elizabeth’s body so that her hips were over Elizabeth’s neck Elizabeth’s face was framed by her thighs;         
    “You sexy little toy, you like this don’t you?” Elizabeth blushed under her hood.
  The maid slowly began to rub her naked pussy over Elizabeth’s hooded head, the security guard kissed the maid on the lips and started running her hands over her body. Elizabeth tried feebly to pull away only causing more stimulation for the maid. The maid began to work her body faster up and down the helpless prisoner. Soon her wet pussy was lubricating her toy. Elizabeth tried to get away. It was hard to breath with this woman tightly clamped over her face. The maid began to play with her own nipples while sliding backwards and forwards over her helpless prisoner. The guard grabbed a hand towel and stuffed it into the maid’s mouth, the maid moved faster and faster. Finally she came in the most intense sexual experience of her life. She had never had such an orgasm. Part of it was the naughty costume a lot of it was so toughly dominating such an attractive woman and using her
  
There was nothing better than having a helpless feminine bundle wiggling between your legs she thought. Her orgasmic screams were muffled by the towel in her mouth the maid pulled it out and used it to wipe down the hooded woman, including the drips from all the ice. She adjusted her maid’s uniform then squeezed the bound prisoner on the left breast;
    “Was that as good for you as it was for me?” the guard responded “it was good for me imagine what your going to have to do to get out of that corset”
  Elizabeth was horny. How come the maid got to bring herself to orgasm, but she had to sit there and helplessly stew in her tight bondage? The maid finally removed the rubber cover peeling it away. The maid straddled Elizabeth pushing her down into the mattress. The security guard took the opportunity to give Elizabeth a good tickling on the soles of her feet she enjoyed the feeling of Elizabeth helplessly squirming under her being able to play and touch her as she liked. The maid rolled her onto her back, she felt between Elizabeth’s legs she started to caress her there, deeper and deeper. Elizabeth squirmed and arched her back, a little more and she could come. Fire was burning in her belly a heat that needed to get out, her toes were curling in anticipation. Suddenly the maid let her go.
  The maid left the bed, picked up a garter belt and a pair of sexy black nylon stockings. Elizabeth screamed into her gag in frustration as she was rolled over onto her front. The maid’s hand began to feel her bottom then playfully spanked her already bruised bottom. The maid had her pinned on her front a little struggling and Elizabeth felt the maid sitting on her legs. The ice returned worked over her red bottom, she shuddered an ice cube had just been pushed between her pussy lips it was too much. She squirmed trying to get the icy invader out, the guard used her cupped hand on Elizabeth’s sex to hold it in place. The maid ignored her, the garter belt went under the corset. Elizabeth struggled against the weight of the other woman as her legs were un-strapped one by one and the sexy stockings were worked up her legs and clipped in place; the dam ice was driving her insane they were cruel keeping it in place.
    “There now You look so much sexier.” the guard chirped in “yes she dose, just look at her squirm with that ice in her.” .more ice was forced into Elizabeth then a piece of bandage was wrapped around her middle and between her legs to keep it in place they had raided the first aid kit. 

They watched her squirm about trying to get the melting ice cubes from between her legs. The maid released her hold.
  Suddenly Elizabeth was the freest that she had been in nearly four days. She took the opportunity to right herself on the bed and slowly she wiggled to a corner. She could not lose the ice, Free was a relative term-she was gagged, hooded twice, trapped in a painfully tight corset and strait jacket out of a fetishist’s wet dream. Plugged in the rear and ice in her front a lot of dam cold ice, she cursed under the hood even that was turning her on. She moved to the edge of the bed and managed to stand. Her feet were a little unsure. She trembled with the first unaided step, and then she was off like a rocket towards the door which she bumped into. 
  Nothing, she felt the handle with her body, she tired to push her hooded head against it. She balanced on one leg and got the tips of her nylon clad toes to just touch the key to the door. At that moment the maid intervened. Suddenly a hand gripped the chain on her nipple clamps and she was pulled back into the embrace of her tormentors;
    “Naughty girl!” “Lets play with her some more” The maid pushed her to the floor and then straddled her body. The guard got the feeding pump from the fridge, a few harsh tugs on her nipple clamps and she was forced to accept the feeding, soon after the first mouthful of mush Elizabeth felt the fire starting to build in her body not in her belly but between her thighs. The maid lightly touched the hood while Elizabeth was force fed.

Elizabeth was rolled over then she felt the maid straddle her body again, could they please get the dam ice out of her. The maid was facing her bottom. Something hit her hard on her ass it was the dam paddle again. She panicked and started struggling only to have the maid squeeze her tightly with her legs. The guard had her head. The maid started to paddle her left buttock right buttock and so on. Elizabeth lost count as her bottom was turned a deep shade of cherry red “you’re so naughty you need to be disciplined”. Finally a timer went off, Elizabeth stopped struggling and lay on the floor.

The maid helped her stand, and then marched her into the bathroom. She was given a sponge bath by two sets of hands and allowed to release the ice cubes. Soon the maid was lubricating between her buttocks again craving the power over her helpless prisoner, a little struggling and a quick tug the Elizabeth was bent over the bath tub arse in the air. The fourth plug was larger still it had some ridges on it that tormented her and needed a lot of work to get inside her. She bit down on her gag “there you are plugged” the guard chirped in “she can’t make a mess over the hotel”. The guard kissed the maid then left.

The maid led her back to the bed she had the straps back in place. Elizabeth was left to retain the water it was even more terrible, the maid took the opportunity to massage her poor belly that bulged out from under the corset. The maid tucked her in Elizabeth. Was horny and helpless held down by the rubber sheet. The maid kissed her on the hoods forehead, the maid left turning the lights off. “Good night sexy”

Teresa came out of the room in her jacket she heard a dull thud the movement of heels. she Saw the oriental maid she had seen before. She quickly ducked around the corner and watched carefully. The woman was coming out of a room she had no right to go into. The woman looked quite suspicious she moved cautiously and she was not on her assigned floor. The Maid fumbled then put a notice up on the door. Teresa waited for her to go then looked at the room she went into. It was the room of the woman with all the heavy jewellery. She went into the room she went out without anything and she put an out of order sign. Teresa thought it was funny guests seem to normally report things first as they want a free room or a discount. Teresa pulled on a pair of rubber gloves and used her own key to have a look. It was a surprise the maid had broken something, there was water all over the floor coming from under the bathroom door, it was unlikely but Teresa check inside the bathroom a pipe had been pulled lose by a mop handle jammed between it and the wall, why would the maid break the pipe? She would have to talk to Emily in the morning. Her mind changed she would have to talk to Emily right now maybe Emily could show her some more of her collection of hand cuffs, now she had to call maintenance.

Elsewhere on the floor In Elizabeth’s room the door opened the red head in the red dress walked in. she looked very please with herself Elizabeth slept and could not hear her “my my my miss steels my man. You are probably enjoying yourself, I am a chemist that aphrodisiac in your food is perfect, if you were not so tightly restrained you would be pleasuring your self constantly it must be so frustrating you poor dear, when I am finished you will be permanently conditioned to love these tight restraints that will be my ultimate revenge on you, turning you into a bondage nymphomaniac. you will beg anyone to put you into these restraints and fuck you, your mind will break and you will be nothing but a bondage slut kept bound for her own good, enjoy slowly losing your mind maybe they will put you in a padded room in a straight jacket hood and diaper, I am sure you would like that”. With that the woman in red left Elizabeth to her fate.

                   Maid Service Day 5

Teresa adjusted her dress she was really enjoying this, all of it the money the power even this small taste outside her normal world. she had never considered another woman in a sexual way, Emily was starting to make her heart beat a little faster when she was near, just ten minutes ago Emily had tightened the corset that Teresa wore then she had added a little strap with a small hart shaped bronze padlock before kissing her, it has made Teresa blush ever so slightly then she realised that the strap held the lacing panel over the corset closed she was not getting out until Emily decided it was time, Teresa had blushed even more. She continued to idly think about her situation. Now her eyes were open between Emily and the hotel guest a world of delightful possibilities were opening a world she fully intended to explore. 

She had spoken to Emily about the oriental maid, the room she had seen the maid in had been subject to a theft. some valuable items of jewellery were missing from the woman’s luggage and the hotel safe. The safes themselves were a joke to anyone inside the hotel everyone knew that they were old and the codes had to be manually changed and the hotel rarely changed them because they had to pay for a locksmith with a special tool to come out and do it. Someone could find out the code to a safe by looking inside it at the location of a set of internal pins. Not much would be needed from there other than to take a note of the four number. The maid looked guilty but Emily had searched her very thoroughly until the woman was sobbing and begging her to stop and absolutely nothing was found on her person or in her belongings there had to be more to it more than coincidence. Teresa wondered where the stolen jewellery had gotten to there had to be something obvious that was being missed? 

She opened the door to the hotel room her victim and prisoner was still where she had left her. The money for performing this unique service was very good. She was really starting to enjoy herself what else could she do to this poor little bundle of pretty flesh that desperately wanted to orgasm, Emily had quite a few suggestions that Teresa was taking under consideration. She was certainly in no position to object to anything Teresa did, the woman seemed horny but she was not going to come today. Teresa was very willing to play the dominant role her corset was tighter giving her a sexy but restricting hour glass figure thanks to Emily and she had found a pair of strappy stilettos another half inch higher. She had forgone knickers again today she had one addition a very small narrow butt plug between her round buttocks a present from Emily to keep her thinking about her. The idea of anal play had never interested her until she had started dominating the woman with the increasingly large punishment plugs. The plug she wore was a fraction of the size of the smallest of the ones used on the hotel guest and provided an interesting stimulation whenever she moved.

Teresa looked at the woman The fall and rise of her breasts straining against the tight rubber it was almost hypnotic Teresa had to resist the urge to just start licking and toying with them she could see the woman’s hard nipples through the thick rubber awake or asleep she was aroused Teresa realised that she was also starting to warm up. The blond woman was so lucky to be able to afford such sexy things like the tight sexy straight jacket and corset and the oh so gorgeous hood. The black hood made her look so sexy and inhuman like polished black marble sculpture Teresa idly wondered if there was a way to make it even more secure maybe some sort of harness on top of that?  there was another note on the side table the woman had definitely written these before she got hear but who was her safety there had to be some one checking on her. who was leaving the extra goodies and the notes? Teresa wondered was it someone else from the hotel staff a trusted friend or even a close family member a cousin a sister a lover? She shrugged and looked at the note.

Note 5th May

Dear Maid 

Please do not show me any mercy, 
.
I realise that I need to be controlled even more strictly, on the nightstand is black leather posture collar, please lace it tightly around my neck, then use the zip and the little padlock provided, I may struggle but you know me, remember you are helping me.

Again my corset must be as tight as possible please check for any slack.

Please feed me with the feeding pump again, 

There is a little more you could do for me, on the night stand is a pair of tight ballet ankle boots they are so sexy, it is almost impossible to walk in them, please put them on me I would look so sexy, I might play with you a little so you have to be ready to control me. 

With the paddle on the chair, please set the timer for thirty minutes I have been a very bad little girl.

Please let me use the facilities , then use one of the litre enema bags with two sashays, Please use the size 5 butt plug, there are several pairs of gloves and Vaseline, I know I struggle but I like to be plugged, leave me retaining it, you will need to strap my legs back up tightly when you are finished.

Thank you most kindly

 A generous tip is on the night stand when you are finished

Elizabeth was just barely awake she was having difficulty telling what was real from her own fantasy’s. She dreamed of the red head woman. The red headed mistress had bound her so securely so lovingly and she was telling her that the dream would never end that after a certain amount of time Elizabeth would be changed, she tried to remember into what. No she paused that wasn’t right she had to stop thinking like that she scolded herself. It was a nightmare she had to escape, she had to be free he body hurt so much but she was so turned on why was her head so strange? She was having all theses conflicting thoughts were they dreams were they reality was she really bound or was it a dream. She woke form her half remembered dream She was so desperately horny and so tightly trapped. The hood the tight rubber and leather she had to get it off she had to get off, she struggled trying to pull her hands free but they were so tightly restrained she could not even twitch her fingers let alone free them to work on the hood. But then it also felt so good the feeling was so sensual.

She was conflicted but all she could do was futile tug at her bound arms wrapped around her body. Had it been hours days minutes since the last human touch she was not sure, the gag was so huge so dominating. It felt so good in her jaw, she admonished herself she did not just think that. She cried she could not remember what it was like not to have her jaw completely filled. And worse she was starting to like the sensation, The force of the rubber in every direction outside her head inside her mouth in her nostrils it was un-nerving, and yet she felt comforted at the same time it was like a lover embracing every part of her body telling her she did not have to fight or worry she was going to be kept, she was going crazy was she going to spend the rest of her life like this? 

She heard the distant shudder of the door slam. Elizabeth realised the maid must be reading the new note. Elizabeth was not sure how they kept getting there, she did hear noises very faintly occasionally some one else was coming and going but who were they, they didn’t play with her thought, or was it just her imagination. The maid leaned in close after a minute or so. “You have been a very bad girl but I have something to help you behave”. She kissed Elizabeth on the forehead then picked up the glossy black leather collar, it was solid it felt the same to touch as the hood on the outside. But it was far more ridged there seemed to be a springy piece of metal like steel built into it to hold its shape sandwiched between the layers of leather the maid held it up to her ear and rolled it around there was a creak of metal from within.  The Collar was no simple piece it had multiple layers constructed to a high finish. It was butter soft on the outside lined with satin on the inside and some sort of soft padding beneath that. It would be very effective at removing any movement of her guest’s neck. It was much like the hood with laces at the back there was a heavy zip that would almost erase the laces when it was zipped in place, making it very athletically appealing. A panel would cover the zip and it would feed a little strap over it and a solid padlock with no key would close the strap and completed the collar. The maid marvelled at the craftsmanship it was excellent she was almost tempted to try it herself. But she remembered the hood she did not want to accidentally trap herself in one of someone else’s toys. 

Elizabeth knew something was going on as she was manhandled onto her side. She tried to buck and fight but the collar snugly embraced her neck and removed all movement, part of her was saying to herself aren’t you lucky to be so tightly restrained so thoroughly lovingly bound Elizabeth fought that part of herself but it was getting hard. “Don’t struggle, naughty!.” a hand landed on her side a playful slap. Slowly the leather was laced shut, causing a panicking sensation in Elizabeth’s head as the leather forced her head immobilely back. It took half a minute for the maid to lace the back of the neck corset closed and another few seconds to zip it pull the flap in place and lock it. From the crown of her head to just above her bulging breasts Elizabeth was a vision of flawless black leather, she would have appreciated the view she was appreciating the padding on the collar it was tight restricting even subjugating but not uncomfortable.

There was a knock on the door the maid opened it “how do you like your present” the guard asked the maid. “It’s giving me naughty thoughts” the maid responded.
The maid released Elizabeth from the tight rubber sheet. Elizabeth screamed into her gag in frustration as she was rolled over onto her front the maid’s hand began to feel her bottom then her breasts. The maid soon had her pinned on her front. The cover came off her corset. The maid checked the laces on the corset. With the guards help they got it a little tighter pulling and pulling at the laces Elizabeth was frantically squirming about were they trying to suffocate her! To cut her waist in half. She could feel the pressure on her ribs the push of the corset against her diaphragm her back arched even further turning her even more into a caricature of a woman a sexy object rather than a person. Exhausted from fruitless struggling she lay there in there arms a helpless prisoner. They shut the corset cover over the laces, it cut a little deeper into Elizabeth’s defenceless body it felt so good and so bad at the same time.. She struggled pathetically against the weight of the other woman as much as she could but she had no leverage, and it kind of felt good to be dominated like this no no no she should not be thinking like this. “Stop wiggling” the maid commanded, the flap was pushed back and the push studs closed.

The maid sat on the bed with Elizabeth on her lap. She took the opportunity to give her another good tickling on the soles of her feet. The guard joined in on her sides, the maid wanted to give her a farewell tickle before she locked her cute little toes into the sexy boots. She enjoyed the feeling of Elizabeth helplessly giggling into her gag. The maid rolled her onto the bed, she felt between Elizabeth’s legs still as slick as ever she started to gently caress her there, the guards hands joined her playing with Elizabeth’s breasts, Elizabeth squirmed trying to get closer to the sensations the maid stopped and  let her go. The guard spoke “I think we made a little slack on the jacket “ they pulled it another notch tighter getting a further protest from Elizabeth’s shoulders the guard kissed the maid “just as tight as ever now, now I have to run” there was the sound of the door slamming a few seconds later.

The maid turned her attention back to Elizabeth “naughty girl” The maid pushed her into the middle of the bed, The maid got the feeding pump from the fridge, a few harsh tugs on her nipple clamps and she accepted the feeding she wanted to be fed but the maid wanted an excuse to punish her, for a second Elizabeth remembered something about the food she tried to pull away but was held more tightly. The maid lightly stroked her nipples while  Elizabeth was force fed, it felt so good the attention to her nipples she squirmed about she wanted some more stimulation she needed to come so badly there was a fire burning deep inside her and it got hotter after every meal.

The maid was gone for a second then finally returned Elizabeth felt two objects hit the bed then the maid was un-strapping her right ankle. Elizabeth tried to work some feeling back into her poor numb limb. Before she could get anywhere her foot was seized by the maid a tight shoe was forced over her foot it was two small and forced her foot to arch back into and end point position most uncomfortable, she was so lucky that she was being restrained further it was such and erotic experience to be dominated in every way, she fought with her own mind no it was not! The maid pulled and pushed and wiggled the shoe to get Elizabeth’s toes into the very tip of it in the bottom of the shoe was something like a toe cuff when her toes were far enough in some thing seemed to click around her big toe locking it in place. That seemed to turn Elizabeth on even more. The shoe was laced shut it suddenly grew so tight it was solid and lined perhaps with silk or satin but she had no movement in her foot just the extreme arched position that sculpted her ass ankles and thighs. Then the lacing was complete and a strap went around her ankle to keep the boot in place. Not that the laces would magically loosen themselves any time soon. Elizabeth thought for a moment at least she won’t be able to tickle my poor feet. Elizabeth was in no hurry to have a matching pair but a few tugs on the nipple clamps and she submissively presented her left foot for the same treatment.

When it was finished and Elizabeth had a matching pair of impossiblely tight shoes she was rolled over then she felt the maid straddled her body hovering over her bottom. She knew what was to come and wiggled ineffectually, she was almost anticipating what was to come. The paddle hit her hard on her ass, she needed this oh how she wanted it, no she didn’t silly girl why are you thinking this way, she was almost comical as she kicked and struggled. “Stop struggling this is for your own good”. blow after blow landed some times Elizabeth was trying to avoid them sometimes she was trying to catch them finally a timer went off , Elizabeth stopped struggling and lay on the bed panting it was good to be controlled to be cared for even if the care was harsh. No it was not she thought how much longer can I resist this what was in the food?

The maid helped her stand, practically carrying her with those hellish heels. Then slowly with one faltering step after another she frog marched her in a circle around the room Elizabeth’s ankles and toes burned as she was made to take the same journey again and again. Then she was marched into the bathroom. The maid went through the usual routine a soft soapy sponge worked into every intimate part or her anatomy, then lubricating her arse, she enjoying toying with her sexy prisoner, Elizabeth tripped over and landed bent over the bath tub arse in the air. She found she was actually wiggling her butt in the air in anticipation. The new plug was gigantic and ridged in a way that would be interesting on the poor woman it almost had a screw thread on it, it needed a lot of struggling and pushing for the maid to get it all the way inside her, Elizabeth found herself satisfied full that was bad wasn’t it? Shouldn’t it be painful humiliating weren’t those bad things what was wrong with her would it end she was so confused?

The maid led her back to the bed, she was starting to work out how to walk in these terrible things but her poor feet were so cramped. The maid soon had the straps back in place keeping her legs folded the points of the heels poked into her poor tender red bottom. Elizabeth was left to retain the water it was even more terrible, more tightly bound just as horny as ever. The maid massaged her round breasts then tucked her in to her rubbery prison erasing every crease. The maid kissed her on the cheek then pumped the gag once more, the maid left turning off the lights. “Sleep well sexy”

Teresa saw the oriental maid she discretely hid in a cleaner’s cupboard with a lot of mops and hovers. Teresa watched the Maid stand waiting then a handy man appeared. He took a box of tools and disappeared into the room where the rich woman with all the jewellery was staying. Teresa saw the maid wander off. She followed the maintenance man inside she hid in a walk in closet and watched the handy man through a key hole. He went into the bathroom leaving the door open Teresa saw him go to the toilet cistern and recovered something he put it in a hazardous waste bag. Teresa worked it out they were working together the maid steals something and wraps it up in a waste bag then hides in the toilet cistern. Teresa had worked it out She breaks part of the plumbing which means the guest moves out of the room and they call the handy man who repairs the toilet etc and recovers the stolen merchandise. All hidden in clinical waste bags where no one would look for anything in there no one wanted to touch the things. But where were they putting there ill gotten gains was it still inside the hotel?

Teresa saw the handy man leave she followed him discreetly. At one point the maid was pushing a trolley. The handyman passed the clinical waste bag to the maid. Teresa saw the maid heading towards the fire escape stair case leaving the trolley but carrying the bag. The rear fire escape was hardly ever used. A few minutes later and Teresa saw the maid dump the clinical waste bag into the abandoned storage cupboard. Teresa was glad of the thick carpet or her heals would have given her away. Teresa waited a minute then had a look for herself there was a pile of clinical waste bags the stolen items were still in the hotel. There were some old mattresses and a bag of luggage straps. The oriental maid returned. Teresa saw her the woman looked at Teresa she noted how much larger and stronger she was. She turned to run. “There is a price to pay for stealing from this place”. Teresa had a hold of the maid there was a tearing sound and Teresa had the maids uniform ripped in half in her hands, cheep uniforms what rubbish Teresa then had a panicking woman in her underwear running away. She got five steps before Teresa tackled her and dragged her back into the cupboard.

Teresa had the frightened half naked woman in her power she also had a pile of luggage straps. She forced the little woman’s hands behind her then wrapped a strap around the maid’s wrists again and again then clinched it tight. She wrapped another strap around her elbows and pulled until they touched. The maid started to beg which only got Teresa more motivated to further restrain her. Teresa went to town on the little thief. She wound another strap around her arms just below her shoulders then pulled it tighter and tighter until she was sobbing and it looked like her arms might pop out of there sockets. Teresa had no mercy she retightened the strap around her elbows eliminating the tiny amount of slack. Straps went around the maids ankles thighs above and below her knee’s Teresa removed the maids shoes then socks she stuffed her socks in her mouth then violently cleave gagged her with a luggage strap. Straps went around her middle above and below her breasts to keep the maids arms welded to her back. Teresa created a tight crotch strap that disappeared into the woman’s slit that made her eyes roll. 

Finally Teresa had the naughty thief hogtied with dozens of straps all clinched so tight she had no way of escape. She found a roll of black electrical tape, tape that had been left by an electrician from a simple lighting repair she wound the tape around the maids thumbs then her fingers one by one so that her index fingers were joined together and so on further removing the naughty little criminals freedom further. Finally she used the last of the tape to ball up the woman’s hands into a single useless tape mitten. The maid cried and sobbed into her gag making it apparent that Teresa had been too gentle she searched in a laundry basket and found three large socks. She released the strap before the maid could spit the socks in her mouth out Teresa shoved the second pair in then the final sock before she pushed the strap between her lips and pulled and pulled she wrapped and braced herself and pulled further ending almost all the maids complaints into mute sobs and un-intelligible begging for mercy.

Regrettably for Teresa the maid’s accomplice the handy man arrived the minute she was finished packaging the wayward maid. The handy man took one look at the maid then set about packaging Teresa just as harshly first he searched her for weapons and removed her uniform. Teresa was humiliated when he found her lack of knickers and the plug she practically turned red. He used oily cleaning rags to tightly gag her. The straps were far tighter than Emily had bound her she was reduced to such a helpless state that she could barely even twitch. He turned to the oriental maid. “It looks like the game is up you can take the rap I will leave with the loot, I have plans I can disappear”. The maid screeched at him indignantly through her gag not making much noise her eyes glowered with such rage almost as if she was expecting him to spontaneously combust under her wrathful gaze.

The handy man grabbed the straps hogtieing her and jerked them tighter eliminating about an inch and bending the woman into a cruel bow. Before the handy man could leave with the loot the duty manager Bob arrived. The handy man pulled a crow bar out of his tool bag “fuck off or I kill you”. Bob was calm “I warn you I am a master of kung-fu” the handy man laughed “not likely”. And ran at bob swinging, trying to hit him with a crowbar. Bob caught the weapon in his hand and pulled it out of his assailant’s hand he pushed in one easy practiced motion putting the handy man on the floor. “Stay down” Bobs muscles tensed and he bent the bar folding it in half. He was Solid muscle under his suit. The handy man looked nervous but decided to do something stupid he pulled a screw driver out of his pocket and tried to shank bob with the metal tip. Bob moved in a blur he twisted the mans arm until it broke in a quick motion. The man screamed the arm deformed where the splintered bone was now close to the skin with a sickening crunching sound. Bobs other hand moved in a blur. He struck the handy man in the chest, there was a loud crack, his chest visibly deformed about three or four ribs were broken in one strike. In a blur bob hit him in the jaw two teeth came out plus a splinter of white and a glob of blood and flesh half of one more tooth was broken quite a bit of blood hit the floor the handy man collapsed the man was out for the count. 

Bob checked that the handy man was breathing that his airway was unobstructed then rolled him into the recovery position and left him there. He started checked the maid to makes sure she was breathing ok, and then went to work on Teresa’s bindings removing her gag first. Then after a few minutes later Teresa was released by bob she quickly pulled her maids uniform on to hide her nakedness. She worked her jaw a bit to free up the ache then kissed bob lightly on the cheek. Bob called hotel security and the police for the thieving maid and an ambulance and the police for the maintenance man he would not be going anywhere fast. Teresa made sure that the maids bonds were tight she got it another two inches tighter on the hogtie strap then blindfolded the maid and used all the straps that had been used on her then the rest of the straps in the bag  adding many more straps so that in the end very little of the maid was visible. For good measure Teresa found a heavy duty canvas sack the maids folded body just fitted into it with a bit of effort her head stuck out the top. There seemed to be some lacing on the side soon that was done up as well making her improvised prison all the more secure. Teresa and Emily guarded her keeping her company until the police arrived several hours later to collect her bob had promised some sort of reward from the hotel for exposing the thieving pair.