Maid Service Day 14

Teresa was in early again this was the last day of her special assignment, she would enjoy it then move on she assured herself, this was the beginning not the end. She would move on from this point she would make new friends have new experiences and stop being the timid nervous girl who had first opened the guests door two weeks ago. 

Teresa went to the housekeeping staff room she bundled her coat into the locker put on the coffee machine and started to read through the early morning paper, there was a small article about the last bits of stolen property being reunited with the rightful owners from the various hotel robberies, Teresa had a small smile creep across her face. The coffee was ready she got out two cups and poured it adding cream and sugar. A few minutes later the door to the staff room opened and one of her colleagues sat down beside her taking a sip of the second cup of coffee.

Janice was wearing a Burgundy Pants suit very tightly tailored to her minute waist she was wearing long matching heels her hair was stylishly tied back behind her head her lipstick matched her nails everything about her had been done exquisitely. They gently clinked cups like they were toasting each other. Teresa was the first to speak “congratulation on your new position as an executive assistant.” Janice grinned back “congratulation on the new supervisor.” Teresa smiled “its not confirmed yet but I have started to read through the training manual and I have got an appointment for the interview set.”

Janice held up her phone “Enough about work for a minute Mistress Delilah took these have a look!” Janice was showing off some pictures of her wearing one tight latex catsuit after another, there was a green one with a hood with only breathing holes for her nostrils. A blue one with mittens instead of hands and a black one which seemed to have a hood integrated heels and no arms whatsoever. Janice looked very good in all three of the outfits and she looked very happy posing for the camera. Janice grinned “and they feel better than they look believe me, thought it take a long time to get into something that tight!” Teresa grinned “I bet it takes even longer to get out once some one puts you in one of those.” Janice grinned “you are so right especially the armless one it has internal sleeves that are pretty much escape proof.” Janice grinned “now Teresa I promised you a reward for finding the watch mistress thinks a nice tight catsuit would be perfect, you will be getting one as a reward. But do you want a slave suit with mittens a gag and blindfold or even the one with the internal sleeves or an ordinary suit with a more authoritarian air to it? 

Teresa was dumb founded she was silent as she thought she had plenty of slave stuff well she had the belt and she could borrow many other items from Emily. She took a shallow breath “Janice thank your mistress deeply I would like the catsuit just as a standard model” Janice grinned “My mistress said that she would throw in a leather crop to go with it if you chose that one and a pump gag if you chose the other.” Teresa looked very happy “your mistress is very generous you must have all sorts of things.” Janice grinned “oh yes she is very generous, but its normally something we can both enjoy!”

Janice patted her on the shoulder “so tell me about the supervisors position?” Teresa admitted to herself that she knew that the supervisors position was something that Janice had been looking at for a few years. That was a moot point as Janice had reached a different strata of the company now. But then Teresa had also been with the hotel for several years. “Well my first interview for potential promotion to supervisor is in two weeks time.” Janice thought “have you filled in HR form 12B-8?” Teresa gave a little nod “oh yes I filled it in and submitted it two days ago.” There was a little pride in Janice’s eyes. “That’s good have you started to brush up on the companies heath a safety manual?” Teresa grinned “I am fine with the first two chapters and I am going to go over the rest tonight” Janice looked thoughtful for a second “focus on chapter four the emergency procedures that is the one that they mark most heavily they want someone who knows what to do if everything goes wrong.” Teresa nodded that was useful to know. “are there any other pointers you can recommend?” “well I know Hamilton is in on the interview he likes nice short quick answers other than that the usual.”

Janice looked at Teresa “I suspect you will have a real bit of trouble trying to work around the hotel with all those accessories!” Teresa snickered “I talked to Emily she has agreed to scale things back a bit when I returns to regular duties next week.” Janice thought about it for a second “how far back are we talking?” Teresa looked a little disappointed “losing the thigh bands the plugs and the heels but the belt stays on and she keeps tightening it.” Janice patted her on the shoulder “you will thank her when its all the way down to 18 inches believe me.”

Teresa grimaced for a second at the thought of her crushed waist, did she have the willpower to go through with it? Was Emily going to give her an option Janice beamed at her calm and reassuring. “Any way Teresa you look good how is the waist training going?” Teresa was honest “the Waist training is going well I am down to 22 1/2 inches, however I am really starting to worry about it I think I need to take it really slowly a quarter inch a day or something my body is starting to really object!” Janice patted her on the shoulder “don’t worry darling I got down to 18 inches and you will to whatever pace it takes you to be honest I am glad 18 is as tight as it will go, I am very glad it cant get tighter” Teresa nodded supportively.

Janice hugged Teresa gently “Teresa I wonder if you could speak to Mistress Emily? Mistress Delilah is out of town for a few days on business in a few weeks time and she cant take me with her this time and I would be so lonely just by myself!” She grinned. Teresa had a big smile on her face “I am sure that Mistress Emily would be happy to supervise us on a little play date.” Janice gently kissed Teresa on the ear a simple little peck “bored little slave girls are naughty little slave girls I am sure that the two of you would be good at taking me to task while My mistress is away!” Teresa and Janice spoke. It would be an interesting time Mistress Delilah would allow Janice to be dominated by Teresa supervised by Emily. As a part of her training and a gentle introduction to part of the society life. The precise details would be worked out between the two mistresses and the use of a society club for the actual session would introduce both Teresa and Janice to the place. They would have Emily with them who was familiar with the scene while Delilah tended to her business else where, they would discuss it later.

Teresa was sad her adventure was almost over, she corrected herself this was her first adventure there would be more to come many more. But it would be good bye to the extra income from this particular special duty. Not that she wasn’t looking at an increase from the potential of a supervisors salary. She thought that she did have some money saved up she might invest it, and for now at least once more she would get to dominate her pretty blond prey. It would soon be fare well but she might meet the woman again maybe through some society function. She opened the door to the hotel room one last time in her sexy outfit and strode in, her guest seemed to be out like a light despite the continual loud buzzing she guessed exhaustion would take its toll on anyone especially as masochist like the special guest. Teresa looked at the note, one more time then freedom, she smiled she would draw it out as long as she could. 

Note 14th May

Dear Maid 

Please remember keep me bound until the last minute!

The riding crop and a timer, please set It for forty minutes, thank you so much.

Please feed me with the feeding pump again, 

The paddle on the chair, please set the timer for 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, and again in my naughty ass.

Please release me from all my equipment the keys are on the dresser.
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Thank you most kindly.

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

Good bye, and good luck.

Elizabeth dreamed she was in a maze of tight black twisting corridors, she was trying to get away but every twist and turn seemed to take her further from her craved freedom and into a more complex twisted knot of corridors. The more she moved about the more lost she became, but she had the sense that if she stopped moving then she would be lost. Would giving up be that bad she could not remember what the penalty for giving up would be. But she didn’t wasn’t to experience it whatever it was. She continued to run the maze as she moved through it the corridors seemed to get tighter and tighter the ceiling seemed to get lower and lower. 

After a while the ceiling was brushing the top of her head, no matter what direction she chose to travel it got worse. Soon Elizabeth found that she was stooping then crouching the corridors became more like tunnels she had to twist and squirm to get past tighter intersections. Eventually she had to crawled on her knees to make any progress forwards. She twisted around a corner to find a dead end she tried to turn around it was to tight she tried to reverse and there was no corridor behind her she looked back the room seemed smaller she had to pull her body in to fit. The room seemed smaller again the ceiling pressing on her back forcing her down the walls pressing against her shoulders. She tried to move but she was trapped tight boxed in on all sides no hope of escape no chance to move, she didn’t seem to mind it almost felt good she didn’t have to run anymore. 

Elizabeth’s was practically comatosed so tired she slept despite the heavy buzzing of the vibrator, her body was so drained she might as well have been chloroformed out cold. She didn’t notice the maid enter the room the usual creak of the door made no register in her brain. Her body didn’t react as the maid read the note and mused over there final session. The Elizabeth didn’t stir as the maid undid the sheet loosening then finally pealing it away from her body. Her breasts slowly rose and fell in rhythm to her breathing she still didn’t even seem to have risen from her deep slumber. The maid gently played with the woman’s body while Elizabeth still slept her breasts received prolonged and extended attention. The vibrator was switched off, Slowly and gently Elizabeth was rolled over onto her side and the hogtie was released, she was laid out into a more comfortable position. 

The Maid started to gently massage life back into the barely awake woman’s limbs she showed little sign of registering the maids touch. Elizabeth was in an exhausted state where she could barely move or think, the maids hands constantly working over her body helped to revive and rally her but her body was so exhausted from two weeks of perpetual bondage.

Elizabeth felt reality snap back and slap her around the face, waking her up as new pain and sensation flooded her body. She had not really felt anything to snap her out of her hazy state until the first sting of the riding crop landed precisely on her left nipple. Just to make sure that she was fully awake the process repeated itself on her right nipple. The maid having assured herself that she had Elizabeth’s full attention then proceeded to use the riding crop all over her breasts from gentle smacks like little kisses to more solid blows that felt like a little caress to full swings that laid into her breasts and caused her flesh to giggle and her body to desperately seek escape. The maid was varying it the strength the direction she was caressing and licking then striking and tickling Elizabeth’s breasts the tantalizing torment it was maddening. She was loving it hating it but she could not get away and then it was gone a final caress of the crop and it was over. Elizabeth had to think was she relieved or disappointed?

The maid went to the fridge and removed the last package of food ready for the final feeding. Elizabeth’s body was tired and her stomach empty she was hungry and was quite ready for a meal. She mused her stomach was probably making more noise growling and gurgling than her gagged lips could. The maid sat on the bed with Elizabeth practically in her lap for the feeding the syringe was connected to the gag and the maid stroked her as the food slowly passed through the tubes. Elizabeth was force fed with a mush it had a heavy dose of caffeine sugar and a little touch of a few things to perk her back up. She slowly felt her body perk up from barely being able to swallow her meal to sucking down the last few drops, it was probably the caffeine, Elizabeth did like her morning dose of coffee. For a second Elizabeth thought about the drugs lacing the last meal but she didn’t really care at this point a fourteenth dose would not make much difference on what she had already endured. 

Elizabeth knew what was going to come next her exercise period. The maid pried the syringe form her gag and put it down on the bedside table. The maid paused for a second and wrapped her legs around Elizabeth her arms followed and she squeezed her in a big tight hug. After that the maid slowly reluctantly unwound herself from Elizabeth’s body. Gently the maid propped her up on the corner of the bead slowly the maid helped her to stand up. Elizabeth felt her legs falter the first time and she found herself falling but the maid was there to catch her and slowly lower her back to the bed. After a few minutes resting and some words of encouragement from the maid Elizabeth was pulled back up to her feet the maid supported her. Slowly Elizabeth took one step then a second on the third she felt herself almost falter but the maid supported her shoulder and she found that she could keep going. The maid had to half carry her through her exercise and barely used the paddle at all. Elizabeth was panting and gasping trying to suck air in as mercifully the maid lowered her to the bed. 

Elizabeth was allowed to rest the maid slowly lowered her to the mattress, as soon as she hit the bed she crumpled then after a minute or more she dozed off to sleep. In seconds she was dreaming there was a tunnel she was heading towards the end of it she could see light. She could barely remember what it looked like so long in the dark she could almost feel the warmth of the sun on her skin she just needed to keep going forwards. The light seemed to be a bit closer she could almost smell the faint smell of fresh air, however it was still quite some way away no matter how fast she walked or jogged or ran It still seemed to be a long way away. Then the light shifted is seemed that a shutter was slowly closing over the end of the tunnel she started to run flat out the light got dimmer she ran harder the light dropped and the shutter shut she was left banging her fists against a closed hard piece of metal in the dark there was a banging on the door it grew louder and louder.

Elizabeth was a wake again the maid had been banging on the headboard of the bed to wake her up. The maid slowly helped her to the edge of the bead she was hauled up into a standing position she was gently lead into the bath room. The maid carefully removed the plug and allowed her to relieve herself that was followed by the vibrator inside her body being gently eased out of her and put to one side. The maid used a soapy sponge to clean her intimate area’s gently even lovingly working over every fold of her flesh. Elizabeth realized with a little shame that she was rocking backwards and forwards as the maid worked upon her body. The maid had some sort of cream or ointment and worked it into her abused and over stimulated sex it felt cold and helped to sooth her body. After the rest of the usual ministrations Elizabeth was gently lead back from the bathroom into the bedroom. 

Elizabeth was expecting a little rest maybe and then the maid would bring the rather large sex toy to bear on her poor stretched rear, she was not sure wither she was more dreading it or anticipating it, but things were different today. The maid slowly lowered her to the bed onto the edge of it and then sat beside her. The maids arms gently folded around Elizabeth’s bound body and griped her tightly. The two of them just cuddled for a bit Elizabeth had to admit that it did feel good to just sit there and be cuddled she was warm and safe and relaxed it felt like the maid was saying good bye was she going to be released soon was it over? The maid shed a few tears onto the flawless leather hood that encompassed Elisabeth’s head she gently kissed her on the forehead and got up.

Elizabeth must have waited about a minute then the maid was back to her she was quickly and a little forcibly pushed on to the bed and held down by the back of her hood bent over the edge of the bed. The maid had a rubber glove and some sort of jelly like lubricant it was soon smeared all over the Elizabeth’s bottom worked inside her. Elizabeth had to admit it felt good fulfilling on some level to be dominated so utterly so completely to be subjugated so thoroughly. The maid stopped applying the lubricant there was tremors in Elizabeth’s body as the maid grasped a belt at the back of the straight jacket. She felt the tip of the toy push against her bottom a few gentle light pushes and it was inside her. The maid was far less gentle after the first few strokes she seemed to be determined to give Elizabeth the fucking of a life time she was groaning and quivering with each thrust as the maid pulled hard against her body using every ounce of her weight strength and height to ram the shaft home each stroke seemed to bury it deeper inside Elizabeth and draw a deeper more submissive moan from her gagged lips.

The maid gave her a very good seeing to with the strap on it felt strangely tender and yet she was left with no doubt who was in control not that there had been much confusion at any point. It was strange inside the maid’s head she was still a prisoner of the chastity belt still not being allowed to cum by her mistress, but she was going to channel every single desire and ounce of frustration into the task in front of her. The experience was strange the maid was trying to be gentle and at the same time dominant. She was controlling the activity Elizabeth felt very good but still humiliated, her tired mind full of as many conflicting emotions and thoughts as her tired body was full of conflicting and contradictory sensations pain pleasure ecstasy agony all mixed in there as she came one final exhausted time. Her body felt as if everything had been wrung from it she was spent mentally physically spiritually everything was gone and it was over as the maid let her lie there as she withdrew.

The maid then began to slowly release her from her bounds it was a protracted process that caused Elizabeth’s body to grumble and complain as each of the familiar items were removed her body was so used to being bound that it did not quite feel right to be free. The spreader bar was the first thing to go slowly one ankle was released then the other and Elizabeth was free from the spreader bar. The ballet boots that had tormented her for so long were the next item to go slowly they were unlaced then pulled from her feet. 

There was a strange sensation as the maid gently massaged her feet it felt wonderful as freedom slowly spread over her body though the tendons in her legs did ache from the amount of time that they had been in the end point position Elizabeth would have to wear high heels for a while before she would be comfortable again. The suspender belt and stockings were rolled off her legs and put in a pile with the boots and the spreader bar on a chair. Slowly the waist clincher was released, Elizabeth started to remember what if felt like to breath properly. The maid used some sort of ointment on her sensitive breasts then the strict nipple clamps and the straps around there bases were gone it was so good to be free of them yet she had a little regret as they went. 

The collar was released there were twinges and strange sensations in Elizabeth’s neck as she was finally free, it felt so good to be able to move again she could feel her neck move again. Then Finally the two hoods were released, the crushing pressure on her head was gone the material was pealed away, light fresh air it took a few minutes to get used to it and it was wonderful. The pump gag was deflated and the harness removed, Elizabeth had not realized up until that moment how much her jaw ached. The corset and the straight jacket were the last two items very quickly Elizabeth found the joy of being able to take in a full unrestricted breath, the maid looked at her with a little jealously on this point, then her arms were free after such a long time they were stiff and dead weight but she could feel the slumbering muscles protesting and stirring. Elizabeth was finally free she went to speak the maid held out a finger to shush her pointing to the crop laid out on the side of the bed. For a second Elizabeth thought about defying her but reconsidered she was free she didn’t want to prolong her bondage or punishment any more. 

the maid performed a massage over her body then rolled her over and did the same again it felt very good with her aching muscles soothed. The maid gently laid her on the bed kissed her one last time and left shutting the door. Elizabeth gently dozed off to sleep it must have been some sort of strange dream. She woke up hours later her body was so sore but she was free for the first time in two weeks she could see her hands her mouth wasn’t stuffed with a huge gag, she was free finally free! she sat up in the bed. Then there was a knocking on her door a woman strode in she placed a bag with Elizabeth’s own clothes on the bed her purse with her cards and her phone was next, then a tray with the hotel bill arrived and a customer satisfaction survey. She looked at the bill and fell back to the bed, she could afford it but it was going to sting.