Maid Service Day 12

Teresa had spent a long night with Emily they had spoken in length about the society. The society was started by a bunch of rich people years ago, as a sort of meeting for them to privately enjoy there particular kinks. They had brought in friends and over a short time there friends had brought in more friends until it was a sort of private members club filled with fetishists. There were people who spent there whole time there, usually people with a lot of money who could afford the best toys. Then there were people who went there once in a while, more casual members who played around with a lot of different things. There were some thrill seekers who drifted in and out of the place seeing it as just another spark of adrenalin. 

Emily spent a lot of time allaying Teresa’s fears it was just a meeting of like minded people. There were some people with big ego’s who liked to speak out to talk themselves up but it was mostly an act. A face they put on not something to be taken any notice of outside of a play session. There was no sex slave trade no super villains no elaborate plots to rule the world. There were a few founding members who acted like b list bond villains with there own large places, there was nothing sinister they had big wardrobes full of fancy stuff that they might play with a few times then pack away in there closet. It was a fact that the committee the organisational body of the society was made up of rich people who either made there money young and semi or permanently retired or people who inherited a considerable bit of wealth. They could be charitably described as the idle rich they played in there own little world. 

The society had its own strict rules, They had health and safety officers they made sure that everything going on in a safe manner. They had evaluation committees to make sure that internal policeing of the organisation remained sane reasonable proportional. Someone in power couldn’t bull people lower in the organisation people couldn’t throw there wealth around alienate the general group. It meant that they had plenty of people to play with.

The place had very strict rules on consent, there was more than one retired lawyer on the staff. Most people filled out the paperwork off site but there were disclaimers limits preferences people could sign up to specific things and set hard limits. Contracts between slaves and masters were agreed with certain hard house rules so that no one was pressured or made two uncomfortable. The ranks of the society were diverse most had to be invitation only a friend of a friend. Normally camera’s were a big no no - people didn’t want there identities hobbies and preferences put all over face book etc. But there was the masked ball only people with a mask that completely hid there identities were allowed in they even had locked mask balls. Security was tight it was impossible to tell who was who unless you spent a lot of time guessing. Teresa was already fantasizing about all the possible naughty things she could do. She got Emily to agree to take her to one of these society parties. 

Teresa had again found it prudent to get into the hotel early, her shoes were just as firmly locked on as before her belt was even tighter. Emily had adjusted the mechanism on the thigh bands so that now at least Teresa could move at a regular pace without one leg hobbled to a greater degree than the other. She had sworn to Teresa that it had been a oversight but Teresa was sure it was a little wind up to remind her how dependent she was on her key holder.

Teresa got to the house keeping staff room it was empty, she put the coffee machine on and read the paper for a few minutes she picked up a pen and started to work on the crossword. The coffee machine beeped indicating that it was ready Teresa abandoned the crossword for someone else to fill in, she poured herself a cup of hot coffee adding milk and sugar she sipped it. For a faint second she thought that she heard a creak of a floor board, it was probably one of the maintenance or security staff looking to snag a quick coffee or something similar. She listened intently there was nothing going on she looked at the crossword maybe something to keep her mind occupied. Someone had sneaked up on her they reached around and grabbed her pulling Teresa off her feet.

Teresa was about to gasp in surprise when a hand clamped over her mouth. Emily was there holding her. They looked at each other there lips brushed then they kissed Emily held Teresa close holding her, feeling her body squirm around. The two of them were off in there own little world when the was a polite little cough. They both turned Janice was standing there. Immediately they realised that they were in front of her locker and she had turned up to collect the last of her things they both turned a little red. Janice smiled apologetically “Mistress Emily, Teresa nice to see you I see the two of you are happy I have to get the last of my stuff if you don’t mind I would have left you but I am in a hurry unfortunately.”

Emily looked at Janice “I must admit a bit of curiosity about mistress Delilah can you tell us a bit about her place?” A naughty look came over Janice’s face she paused for dramatic effect “well the building is massive she owns the top two floors it’s a very large penthouse flat. She has three full time servants a Chauffeur a maid and a secretary” Janice paused and grinned a smile from ear to ear “well I guess she is due to have four full time servants soon!” Teresa grinned “go on” Janice smiled talking about her mistress was one of her favourite topics. “Everything she has is big the master bedroom is so big it can sleep six people though apparently eight at a pinch, its all white marble and big floor to ceiling mirrors. The bathroom had a Jacuzzi and a shower large enough for an orgy in it.” she paused reflective for a moment “Although , honesty I am not sure if it was a joke but she said with enough lubricant you could fit 25 slave girls in there, and come to think about it there was a heavy lock on the shower door so maybe you could.” Teresa and Emily were just imagining the slave girls packed away in a hot tight space with nothing to do but squirm. Janice continued “there is a lift a private one running from the basement to the garage it’s a bit snug but you can fit two people in it. She has her own section of the basement enough room for a dozen cars. A big black Rolls-Royce a red limo two soft top sport cars ones French the other Italian a big scary looking jeep and a classic mini it looks like the one out of Herbie. Apparently she really liked that movie we watched it together on a mini cinema screen she has.”

Janice grinned “get a load of these” she pulled down the edge of her clothing showing them her collar. On top of the impressive metal collar she already had a second more elegant affair had been added. It was diamond studded with little engraved padlocks around it they seemed to be purely decorative. But they might have locked the ornate collar to the heavy duty collar. Janice had a pair of large heavy oval wrist cuffs they were decorated with gold they looked heavy and expensive with a set of padlocks the same as the collar. Janice showed them a pair of earrings she could literally not remove them as they were a pair of heavily decorated heart shaped padlocks the same leaf motif was over everything. Emily looked at her phone and groaned “I have to head off to monitor the camera’s Janice Teresa enjoy yourselves, don’t do anything you aren’t willing to be punished for!”

The two of them looked at each other as if there was anything that they could get up to together that could get them into trouble. Teresa looked at Janice “there is one thing bugging me those two thieves one of them still has a stash somewhere around hear. They are eventually going to get out or get a friend to find it. They put us through hell and they shouldn’t get away with even one bit of the stuff they stole.” Janice nodded “oh yes I can certainly agree with you there they had to have stored the stuff somewhere out of the way or it would have been found, some place that isn’t going to be disturbed but some place easy to access.” Teresa nodded “if it was the maid that stole the stuff from there little hiding hole then it would probably be hidden in a place that she went to all the time yet somewhere no one would look.” Janice looked at her “yes hidden in plane site.” Teresa walked backwards and forwards “you have been hear the longest do you remember any hidey holes, an old dumb waiter not used a safe left in some corner of an office or something else?” as Teresa walked backwards and forwards there was a squeak on the floor. Janice looked at her “you remember they took up the floor boards to run the telecoms cable just at the same time as she got hear.” Teresa nodded “they never put the board back in place properly just did a rush job” they nodded to one another.”

The two of them worked as a team to quickly pull a table out of the way the carpet easily rolled back. The squeaky floor board in the staff room was quite lose it was easy to pull it up with the pair of them working together. Beneath the floor board was a bundle of fabric had someone stashed something valuable there or just gotten rid of some rubbish under the floor boards. They paused for a second hesitant then Teresa seized the initiative, they unwrapped it with a bit of trepidation. There was a glint from inside the bundle and both of them smiled. Janice grinned “together we recovered the last bit of stuff. I am going to hand this to hotel management.” she looked at Teresa speaking in a low voice “One of the items belonged to Delilah’s uncle she was staying hear when her belongings were ransacked. She will be very pleased to have the family watch back as long as its not damaged” they cautiously opened the case it seemed to be intact all it needed was a little winding.

Janice grinned and looked at Teresa “did you discuss with Emily your desire to keep playing the dominant?” Teresa nodded “I told her that I enjoyed the game from both sides we discussed it at some length, she is willing to play the sub once in a while. Which will be good but she says I need to learn to take control of a scenario.” Janice looked unsure “what dose she mean by that surely you are in control with the hotel guest?” Teresa looked a little bit surprised, “you would think so on the face of it Emily called it toping from the bottom. The guest has a specific fantasy that I am playing out she has already decided what will happen when it will happen what boundaries and rules exist without me ever really thinking about it or realising it she is the one in control.” This seemed to interest Janice who could see the light starting to dawn on her on what exactly Emily meant. Teresa took a deep breath “As I discussed it with her a little more she told me to exercise my dominant side I need to plan out my own scenarios to construct my own fantasies.” Janice looked with interest “go on what happened after that?“ 

She looked hesitant “well Emily gave me a few pointers a few warnings safety etc to make sure that I set boundaries with some one. First that I don’t leave someone on there own that I make sure that there is a safe word and a safe signal if someone is gagged” Janice patted her on the shoulder, “you are the apprentice in time you will be the master or more appropriately the mistress!” Teresa grinned at that.

Teresa looked at Janice’s waist it was starting to get really tight and neat, she looked at her closely admiring the constriction of her figure. “I assume mistress Delilah is still working on your belt getting it smaller and smaller how can you take such a reduction so quickly?” Janice was coy for a bit “its not that much, look your waist is fairly heavily reduced by your chastity clincher.” Teresa pulled her clothing away to show the belt off “my waist is 23 ½ inch and it is figuratively if not literally killing me. I know you are a bit thinner than me but you look incredible Janice.” Janice had a proud little smile she pulled her lose clothing away to show of her waist it was tucked in very tightly “Its down all the way to 20 inches but my mistress is far more rigorous with my training regiment and she doesn’t do it all in one go. A little tighten every eight hours followed by a little orgasm as a reward for being such a good girl.” Teresa had to feel jealous of her she got to spend more time playing and she got to cum every eight hours.

Janice patted her on the shoulder in a friendly way, “tell me a bit about Mistress Emily its only fair.” Teresa had to agree with that “well I spoke with Emily she has been a member for five years now not a very senior member, she only attends a function every month or two but she is in good standing.” Janice grinned “how did she end up as part of the society?” Teresa continued “she had a few friends from college one of them was rich or her family was she got an invite and three of them went to a party one hooked up with some people had a bit of fun then left. Emily’s friend form college is an occasional member showing up two or three times a year and Emily really liked it. She applied for membership not just a guest pass and got in.” 

Janice pushed “what else did she say about the society? Teresa tried to think of more “She said it was a great place to get contacts links etc that there were some real artisans out there that could build anything. She thinks that all the equipment that the naughty guest has is locally sourced, that she is a society member living out a masochistic fantasy.” Teresa grinned again “She thinks its to much of a coincidence or maybe she is a friend of a society member that set her up like this after she revealed a fantasy.” Janice hugged her “I think you need to go look at the time.” Teresa gasped hugged her and sped off as fast as her heels would carry her.

Teresa could not imagine how tired the blond woman must be, she would not have gotten much sleep at all the previous night. Now she was even less likely to get any rest unless some wandering Dom happened on her with some chloroform. Teresa giggled at the idea it was a pure bit of fantasy. The higher setting on the vibrator must have sent the guest into at least ten orgasms or something like that by now she must be quite sore. Teresa had some massage oil she was sure that she could put it to good use. She straitened up her uniform then unlocked and opened the door to the hotel room. She strode confidently in the woman was a complete and utter sexual deviant a masochistic mad woman, perhaps the world would do her a favour by keeping her in the jacket to stop her inflicting more punishments on herself. Teresa giggled perhaps that was the humane thing to do. Her guest seemed to be writhing about in the after throws of an orgasm, well as much thrashing as a tightly collard and hogtied woman held down by a tight sheet of rubber could make, which actually seemed a surprising amount. The guest was squirming in her bonds in time with the humming of the vibrator. Teresa looked at the note, it looks like the guest was going to be coming again she smiled when she was finished the guest would be thrashing around again. 

Note 12th  May

Dear Maid 

Please remember keep me bound 
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the riding crop and a timer, please set It for thirty minutes, thank you so much.

Please feed me with the feeding pump again, 

The paddle on the chair, please set the timer for a one hour spanking time.

Please let me use the facilities, 

Please use the strap-on on in the night stand, please give me a good seeing to again, in my naughty ass.

Then use one of the  litre enema bags with two sashays. leave me retaining it, please tightly hog tie me when you are finished.

The vibrator please set it up to intensity 4 please plug me in, strap me and turn me on. 
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Thank you most kindly

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

Elizabeth’s body was deeply exhausted like she had never experienced before, she had been desperately begging for an orgasm. Now she never wanted another one again or at least not for a few weeks her poor body was so tired. She paused thinking what was that adage be careful what you want or you just might get it. She was tired very tired of getting it again and again, what had it been ten orgasms twenty she could not count? She had perhaps slept for an hour half an hour when her body became to exhausted she was fed up with the constant stimulation, the part of her brain that had been affected by the chemical that craved the feeling of binding and restriction was very quiet. Each orgasm had seemed to make it grow more faint and distant almost like if it was satisfied it would slip and melt away, Elizabeth shrugged there was at least a little comfort in that.

After that night of sexual stimulation verses the ten previous nights of sexual frustration she did think she belonged in a straight jacket, a nice padded room where she could bounce off the walls or sit quietly and rest. Oh god she wanted that dam thing turned off she was so sore. The door opened the maid turned the vibrator off, sweet merciful god it was over at least for a short while, Elizabeth had a bit of a rest bite. The maid got down to business she unwrapped her released the hogtie and rolled her over a few straps and the horrible plug was gently worked out from between her legs. The maid started to use a very large amount of some sort of oil she worked it into every poor sore muscle that she could reach. Just as Elizabeth was getting used to the pleasant soothing sensation. The maid switched things up as Elizabeth was struck with the riding crop the maid had a vast amount of enthusiasm but Elizabeth was so tired that she could barely feel it at this point. Elizabeth was force feed her usual meal this one seemed quite a bit larger, as if it was expected that she would be more exhausted. There seemed to be a lot of things in the food that were picking her up there must have been something like a few caffeine pills ground up in the mix to make her for want of a better word wake up a little.

Elizabeth got her second wind so to speak the maid was very gentle with her, that is gentle by comparison to the last ten days. She gently massaged the life back into Elizabeth’s legs then helped her stand up and half walked half carried her around for  a few minutes until Elizabeth started to get back a little of her former energy. Soon it was back to an enthusiastic but light session of diciplinasize. She was made to walk around on the ballet heels but she was quite tired from all the orgasms the pace was slower and the paddle was more like a gentle tap rather than the maid trying to turn her bottom into one big bruise. The maid had seemed to go gentle on her especially by removing the monster from her pussy. Every step forced the plug in her bottom to move around inside her tender ass it hurt quite a bit especially after the maid had used the enormous strap on, on her behind. 

Elizabeth was allowed to rest for few minutes then she was allowed to lye down and get some actual rest. The maid got a cup of coffee and did the crossword while she was waiting for Elizabeth to have some precious rest, after all the maid was not a complete monster. Then she was gently shaken awake from her slumber supported to a sitting position, before being hauled onto her feet like a sack of potatoes. Then dragged into the bath room the usual soapy merriments occurred more oil and a nice massage followed again. Then there was the removal of the butt plug but she was then lead back into the bedroom Elizabeth could already guess she was in for another round with the giant strap on she didn’t really have the energy to resist, part of her was already looking forward to being dominated again. 

The maid gently pushed Elizabeth down she supported her as she ended up kneeling on the edge of the bed. She was left in piece for a few seconds, the maid had the strap on in place very soon after that. It felt just as large and intimidating as before Elizabeth’s ass was soon full while the maid pumped away. Elizabeth was left gasping for air her lungs crying out the maids hands were tight around Elizabeth’s waist holding on with a death grip. The shaft sunk deeper and deeper into Elizabeth’s ass it was so large so dominating. Elizabeth struggled in rhyme with the maids thrusting the maid slowed down until each thrust was very slow very measure. Then the maid got faster and faster then Elizabeth was forced into another orgasm she was exhausted and could feel sleep overtaking her. The next plug was wedged in, to tightly made its home in Elizabeth’s rear. Then she was hauled to the bathroom again on legs so weak that the maid practically carried her, the enema was applied the maid seemed overly generous but there was nothing she could do about it. Elizabeth was one again full once again she was lead back into the bedroom Elizabeth was lowered to the bed and rolled over she was again tightly hogtied barely able to move, then with a little lubricant the monstrous toy was inserted back inside her exhausted body.

The maid positioned Elizabeth in the middle of the bed she fluffed the pillow and wedged it under her head. The maid was merciless she adjusted the sex toy onto the fourth setting, it took a very short time to convince her body to comply despite how exhausted she was. Elizabeth was now certain the constant forced orgasms were worse than the denial, but she had no escape! What could she do she couldn’t even reason with the woman. At least she had allowed Elizabeth a bit of a rest. Elizabeth could feel her exhausted flesh quivering again she could already feel the orgasm building more quickly than before. The maid wrapped her up in the rubber sheet and switched of the lights. She gently stroked Elizabeth’s head “get some sleep if you can,” she shut the door quietly.

Teresa thought about the woman what she was doing was silly, a bit dangerous even. She must be exhausted yet she was signed up for nearly two more days of this Teresa shook her head. She was going to see Emily maybe she had some suggestions. Teresa found her at the security monitoring station, “that naughty guest will die of exhaustion what do you think we can do without ruining her experience.” Emily thought for a second “the fuse board is outside I can get to it I will give her four hours rest then switch it back on that should make her life a bit more bearable don’t you think?” Teresa nodded “that woman is really crazy to plan all this out.” She shrugged “crazy or choragus it’s a bit of  a fine line” Teresa nodded.

Teresa kept Emily company for a few hours Emily talks about a hall that was being rented by a confectionary company to show a lot of supermarkets and retailers there range of products to convince them to stock them. She explained how there were very elaborate moulds novelty chocolates other bits and piece’s Belgian chocolate fountains. She described to Teresa how the centre piece malfunctioned the pump started to falter as the chocolate cooled slightly. Some idiot turned the pump up from 2 to 10 to compensate it was a mistake. The chocolate fountain detonated over assembled procurement officers, they were forced to agree that the chocolate was very good but the delivery mechanism left a lot to be desired. Teresa looked at Emily “you made that up didn’t you?” Emily grinned she reached into a bag and removed a giant ball of chocolate she shoved in in Teresa’s mouth then kissed her on the head, I don’t think the chocolate gag will catch on but it should keep you quiet for half an hour, Teresa was forced to agree as she chewed away.