Maid Service Day 6

Teresa had had an excellent morning she was now a bit of a hero to the other hotel staff members for helping to find catching the thieves. As a whole the maids in the hotel had been going through a tough time with the thefts they had been suspected and rightly so one of the thieves had been one of there number, she was truly cursed by the staff. The police had led her away in chains to a few cheers from the staff. Teresa had met a cute police officer Mandy Chow who had taken a detailed statement from her. While the thief was at large there had been the locker searches. They had monitored everything going in and out of the building as a large amount of jewellery had been stolen over the course of nearly two months. The staff had hated the precautions the bag searched and then the random cavity searches which none of the maids had liked. Now it was over they were in a much better mood. There was talk of some sort of party they were talking about either a barbecue on the back roof where no one would see them or some sort of lunch set out in the old parking garage either way they were going to have a little party to relieve tension.

Bob had really been there for Teresa not just saving her hide from the second thief but singing her praises to the hotel Manager. Teresa was now firmly in his good books if she finished her current assignment and kept this guest happy she might be going places. Marion was retiring next year and with the end of year reviews there might be her supervisors’ job coming up as a vacancy. Teresa had a good feeling she would be in a good position for the job. Also they were talking about an award a citation on her service record or possibly even employee of the month.

Teresa remembered that there was a reward for the return of the stolen items she was sure that at least part of it was going to her, she could talk to bob and arrange some kind of split he did deserve some of it. Teresa thought about spending the money she would get added to the extra tips she was making from her special duties and she was going to have a lot of money to spend. She thought about new appliances for her flat a new washer dryer or where she could squeeze a dishwasher in if she moved a few units she briefly considered a new kitchen with marble work tops but that seemed to be a bit over the top. Teresa thought about putting the money towards a mortgage for her place, paying it of early or she could treat herself to a holiday somewhere sunny where other people had to weight on her hand and foot. Thought she could save it for a rainy day some stocks shares. A bond. Her cousin had been quite successful with some sort of stock portfolio maybe she would talk to him and think about investing it in that.

 Teresa stood in the hallway she had a coat over her costume she reached into the coat and made a little adjustment she pulled what little there was of her skirt down. This had to have been the most fun she had enjoyed in years and she was getting paid quite a lot extra for it. She idly thought about Emily and the possibility that they could be, friends lovers or something more Teresa wasn’t sure if Emily had a place in her heart or just in her loins but her body felt more alive more full of energy when she was with her was she falling for her developing a crush?

Teresa and Emily were making plans to make plans perhaps an afternoon at a coffee shop when there shifts coincided. Or dressing up in there best frocks and going to a wine bar that served the good Italian pasta that was an option. They were thinking of perhaps going on a date to see a movie Teresa wasn’t sure what they would see yet but it was more about the company than what was actually playing. Teresa had looked it up online she was what they called a switch she liked to play both a Dom and a sub as far as she was concerned she had the best of both worlds. Emily was definitely a Dom she would chose the restaurant lead the way. She would be the one who was sexually dominant when the two of them were together certainly over Teresa not that Teresa would mind that one bit.

.Teresa considered she might spend some reward money on custom made bondage gear like the guests. It was so nice she imagined a really tight hobble skirt she could hardly wiggle in or a pair of high heeled ballet boots. Or a nice collar or a hood or even a properly fitted corset she could wear for long periods of time. Teresa’s mind drifted back to her current place she must have been day dreaming for nearly two minutes outside the room.

With the hotel guest She liked to play as the strict dominant tightly controlling every aspect of the helpless woman’s daily life, it was a refreshing contrast to the usual state of affairs where she was running around after guests with every click of there fingers. She opened the door to the hotel room, her guest was still where she had left her. Teresa was still thinking of a few little luxuries from the tips she had received she had a job to do something to focus on. Maybe she would let the woman come today probably not, she really did consider it payback for every rude guest she had ever encountered. 

Teresa had got into the mood by wearing tiny rubber knickers they clung to her round bottom she had a modest plug in her wet pussy it rubbed her just right as she moved another gift from Emily and there was the narrow butt plug between her ass cheeks Emily had stopped her taken her into a side room and inspected her humiliatingly controlling her. Teresa couldn’t explain why but she liked it. Working the plugs around inside her backwards and forwards. The corset around her waist had been made really tight by Emily who had padlocked it shut again. Teresa had complained a little and was told she was lucky that Emily hadn’t put her in a tight metal chastity belt.

Teresa thought about the sexy bundle of leather and rubber waiting for her it would be fun to plug the woman again to feel her writhe and squirm as she was dominated. The light from the door shone on the outline form of the blond guest she was truly so sexy. Teresa closed the door and just looked at the woman like an art critique learning to appreciate fine art studying it. Teresa must get her balanced on those sexy heels from hell, she was sure that they were called ballet heels and put her through her paces. Maybe a lap of the floor then take her down to see the other maids. Teresa could just see the look on there faces when she lead a guest around, she could just imagine the glee in there eyes if she gave them the paddle and told them to spank her, Teresa giggled to herself maybe today. As usual there was another folded note on the side table ready with a list of more sadistic instructions. 

Note 6th May

Dear Maid 

Please remember I crave to be restrained and disciplined, 
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I realise that I need to be controlled even more strictly, on the nightstand is a leash that connects to the  leather posture collar, please padlock the nipple clamps to the leash, please use it to control me it is my deepest fantasy. I should hardly be able to struggle, thank you so much.

On the dresser is a waist clincher with a padlock my corset isn’t tight enough on its own please help me.

Please feed me with the feeding pump again, 

There is a little more you could do for me, on the night stand is an ankle spreader with two little padlocks its about a foot and a half long, please put it on me over the ballet ankle boots I would be so compliant, I am feeling naughty and might play up a little so you have to be ready to control me. 

The paddle on the chair, please set the timer for thirty five minutes I need to be spanked.

Please let me use the facilities , then use one of the litre enema bags with two sashays, Please use the size 6 butt plug, there are several pairs of gloves and Vaseline and a spreader, I know I struggle but I like to be plugged, leave me retaining it, instead of strapping my legs back up please tightly hog tie there is a ring on the waist clincher and on the spreader bar and a little clip when you are finished.

Thank you most kindly

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

Elizabeth was desperate she had been in the tight jacket and the corset for six days without a break. She had been tormented fondled. Her poor arms were so sore her legs were cramping from being folded up without any real movement her stomach was tortured bloated on the inside but strictly squeezed from the outside. But what she wanted most was to be able to cum it was so frustrating being forced to stew there, she knew something had been added to her food to make her this way it also seemed to be addictive because she craved to be force fed again or maybe that was just part of the imposed desire from the drug to be dominated.  She was so used to the gag the bonds she couldn’t remember what it was like to have her arms free, what did her hands look like, they were better off bound away why did she keep thinking like that? 

Elizabeth remembered the lady in red it was some sort of flash back something triggered by the drug maybe. There were some more effects of the drug something to make her still wants to take it even if she was free she was not sure that she could resist the urge to take it. She remembered the door opened the red head in the red dress walked in. She looked very please with herself Elizabeth had slept and was just waking up so she could just 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, 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, I might be merciful and get the local hospital to book a room for you and a straight jacket with a chastity belt for you”. With that the woman in red had left Elizabeth to her fate.

After a minute the maids hands started to touch and caress her body, Elizabeth could feel herself heating up but knew she was just being teased. The maid seemed to go on and on teasing her running her hands over her breasts caressing her head moving her hands against Elizabeth’s crotch with the gentlest of pressure stoking a burning fire. It must have been twenty or thirty minutes but to Elizabeth it felt like agonizing hours. The rubber sheet was pulled away. The maid was not progressing with her usual duties something was going on , Elizabeth guessed that she was getting an upgrade to her restraints it seemed impossible but the maid probably had a box full of surprises to add to her plight. Her brain was zigzagging back from horror to anticipation. 

Elizabeth felt a leash clipped to the front of the posture collar her mind was reeling that would make her so easy to dominate , her last chance to squirm or run away was gone how humiliating to be reduced to the level of a pet on a leash, how sexy was it that this was happening to her. Elizabeth wished for peace that her mind would stop dancing between the two sides that she could have some quiet in her own mind. 

The maid started to toy with the nipple clamps pulling on the left then the right causing Elizabeth to grunt into her gag. Elizabeth bucked around the bed as a cold ice cube touched one clamp and was held there slowly the metal became cold then the maid moved to the second clamp. Elizabeth was tormented as the ice was moved backwards and forwards around her breasts and nipples stimulating and tormenting her at the same time then there was the sensation of the nipple clamps being pulled and a click now the chain from the clamps was attached to the leash. A few tugs from the leash and Elizabeth was squirming to sit up on her bound legs to release the pressure on her poor pulled nipples, the maid was really being harsh and as she squirmed to get into position she both loved and hated it. The pulling continued she had to bend down to spread her knees until she was almost pressed against the bed. A hand caressed her round bottom. The hand stayed there and massaged her rear after all the spanking the touch was quite well received by Elizabeth, she wondered if she ever got free and met the maid if she would kill her or kiss her she was in two minds maybe kiss her then kick her ass.

The maid pulled on the chain again “see how effective this is don’t struggle, naughty!” the leash was wrapped around the head board, Elizabeth was trapped folded over. In that position a cold handful of ice was rubbed against the area between her legs she squirmed for a little then the ice was withdrawn.

There was a break for a minute where Elizabeth had to hold her position it was welcome as she slowly thawed out form the application of the ice. Then she felt something press into the corset. A piece of steel was wrapped almost all the way around the middle of the corset. The maid checked the two halves of the clincher lined up then struggled to get it closed. Elizabeth found the maids hands around her waist struggling with something the struggle seemed to go against the maid she must have spent five minutes trying to close something around her tightly constricted middle . The maid disappeared then came around the other side of the bed there was another two minutes of struggling muffled curses from the maid then something clicked into place. Elizabeth felt her usually tight corset suddenly far more restrictive as the steel bit into her waist. She struggled pathetically but the leash held her in place as the clincher was screwed down firmly then locked in place. The maid patted her on the head then released the leash from the head board.

The maid rolled her onto the middle of the bed, she felt between Elizabeth’s legs still as slick as ever. She started to gently caress her there, Elizabeth squirmed in rhythm to the maids hands but as her arousal built the maid slowed down and stopped. “Naughty girl” The maid pushed her into the middle of the bed, she retrieved the feeding pump from the fridge, Elizabeth was petted as the maid force feed her.

It was quite humiliating to be fed via the pump but Elizabeth had no way to resist, the way her mind and body was craving the feeding and domination she was half way sure that if she was free she would eat the vial paste of her own free will what was left of it. Hell she might even allow the maid to tie her up maybe put the paste in a dish and forced her to eat it. Elizabeth had to get these thoughts out of her head. The paste hit the back of her throat and she greedily swallowed it down. Elizabeth felt more heat building up in her body her head was singing her toes would be curling in anticipation as her unfulfilled arousal spiked. Then suddenly there was no more paste and she felt the pump being disengaged.

The feeding pump was put away The maid was gone for a minute, then the maid was back something with a bit of weight to it hit the bed Elizabeth guessed more restraints or heels that were in some way worse. The maid was soon releasing her right ankle, it was a relief not to have the heel of the ballet boot pushed into her bottom. Elizabeth tried to work some feeling back into her poor numb limb. Before she could get any where her foot was seized by the maid a cuff was locked around her ankle. The maid released her other leg, Elizabeth didn’t want to be trapped in further restraints, yes you do yes you do a voice taunted her at the back of her head. Another tugs on her abused nipples via the leash and she presented her left foot for the same treatment, she found herself swinging backwards and forwards between two personalities one meek that wanted all this as tight and harsh as possible and one that would spit and fight and claw for freedom.

The maid forced Elizabeth to her feet with the leash. She lead her around the hotel room she enjoyed the sight of her helpless prisoners sexy legs and bottom , the high  ballet heels really sculpted her legs into a perfect pair and the jiggle of her large round breasts was a very pleasant site. The maid held the leash in one hand and the paddle in the other she started leading her guest around in circles paddling her helpless ass while pulling her nipples with the leash. The paddle was merciless but the pain in her nipples and feet was worse. Again Elizabeth was horribly conflicted one minute she was pulling against the leash with all of her might desperate to escape the next minute she was getting wet form the very thought of being paddled like a naughty school girl.

The maid was playing it like it was a game “I am doing this for your own good you spent so much time with those sexy legs folded up so tightly you need the exercise to keep your rump toned and sexy”. Elizabeth would have tried to kick her for that but the spreader bar did not give her enough reach. Finally a timer went off, Elizabeth was allowed to drop panting onto the bed. It felt so good to rest her legs were on fire from having to walk around like that for so long, but then she had been six days without any real exercise, ideally Elizabeth thought to herself that really she probably needed a longer session to get the exercise she needed to keep her body in condition.

The maid gave her five minutes to recover and then she gave Elizabeth a gentle tug on the leash. With a lot of difficulty and cursing into her gag Elizabeth was quickly back balancing on the high heels from hell. Elizabeth was expecting a trip around to the bathroom what she was not expecting was to be pulled in the other direction so she screamed into her gag as she went to go one way and was pulled to go the other. She stumbled then meekly started to trot in the opposite direction towards the door of the hotel room to her horror she heard it open she was being led outside the room dressed like this and it was getting her even more excited , the other part of her brain the rational part of her brain told her that this was an opportunity for someone to help her.

The maid giggled and closed the room door behind her they seemed to be heading down a corridor it was the longest straight run that Elizabeth had experienced in the heels she had a feeling that she would become an expert in living with theses torture devices. Then suddenly she felt someone pinch her on the bottom as she was dragged past she missed a step only to be painfully pulled along. Ten minutes later she must have done an entire circuit of the hotel floor her legs were on fire it felt like she had run a marathon and her captor seemed to have no intention of stopping her exercise when without word or warning she abruptly turned around and started to tug Elizabeth would now have to walk back the entire way. She even got pinched on the bottom in about the same place on her journey. The return trip around the hotel floor seemed slightly different maybe a different root then she was being pushed into a closet? No it was moving a lift she guessed she seemed to be in some sort of service elevator because she remembered vaguely the passenger lift in the hotel spoke which floor you were on.

Elizabeth walked out of the elevator it sounded different there was the hum of equipment the bustle and hustle of lots of trolleys being moved the sound of someone constantly swearing. Elizabeth decided she was in the basement with the plant and equipment in some sort of service area. She was now out of the public area’s surely the staff might help her then again they could have a regular flow of people who did this thing and chalk it up to her being eccentric and kinky. Elizabeth was pulled out of her thoughts by another tug on the leash. She was going to have to take a long walk around the corridors it was hell the plug in her ass was also an issue moving about with every step helping her go insane. The maid must have taken her for three laps around the maintenance corridors while her body was suffering inside and out.

She seemed to have been taken to a sort of staff room. The maid introduced Elizabeth as her guest and told her to meet the maids. There was one that stood back from the group Janice had been at the hotel about a month longer than the maid that was giving Elizabeth the tour, she had very little time for the woman she had shown her the ropes and was now quite ticked off that they had given an easy job the guest handling one. Janice knew that the hotel off the books offered there staff out as a safety mechanism to people that did self bondage and played such games and normally at quite a high cost. So the hotel often had some kinky individuals on the premises. Janice was about five foot eight quite athletic in her twenties she had short brown hair large brown eyes and a really sadistic streak it was one thing to miss out on an opportunity to earn some extra cash it was another thing entirely. She was sure that given an opportunity there would be a reckoning.

The Maids started to play with Elizabeth running a feather duster over her sensitive breasts. The maids circled around Elizabeth like sharks around a lifeboat or crocodiles around someone that had just fallen in the Nile. Where they got a carpet beater from she was not sure but she was certain that was what suddenly landed on her ass. They were all over her she didn’t stand a chance they were pulling at the nipple clamps working on the hood Elizabeth came to the painful realisation that they were actually trying to tighten her bonds not to release her. After a wile it was apparent that they were not much they could tighten. But there hands roamed everywhere and left her even more frustrated.

The maid chatted with her colleagues for several minutes mean while Elizabeth was experiencing the very touchy crowd. After a little while the maid gently extracted Elizabeth from her compatriots and lead her Back to the room via a shorter route still Elizabeth was getting very tired it was hard to get enough oxygen with her tightly constricted waist combined with breathing through the holes in the hood she was being driven to distraction with the plug and her legs were very sore. 

Elizabeth took a break when they reached the service elevator and lent against the side it was only a brief rest bite then she was dragged back into her room her little adventure was over for now, she was then led to the bathroom. She was given a sponge bath, well the bitts of her that were not completely covered up received a bath. The maid put on the obligatory rubber gloves and spent more time lubricating her arse the maid enjoying toying with her sexy prisoner, Elizabeth squirmed against her straight jacket in frustration chewing on her gag, why could the maid not finish her off! The new plug was larger than its predecessors and was ribbed with bumps and soon just as tight imbedded inside Elizabeth. 

The maid led her back to the bed she would be glad to be strapped back in place if it meant she wasn’t being pulled by her tortured nipples around the hotel doing laps. However the spreader bar to waist clincher hogtie was an unpleasant surprise. Her body was held rigidly in place she had far less movement than before her body was so cramped it was hard to believe she had even less room to squirm. Elizabeth was left stewing in even tighter bondage still as frustrated as ever. The maid massaged her round breasts then tucked her in to her rubbery prison. Not that the sheet was now needed to keep her in place the spreader bar hogtie was far more secure. The maid left turning off the lights. “Sleep well you sexy little bundle maybe tomorrow I will let you come”. Elizabeth expectations would be based on the past that the maid simply wanted to torment her further, but part of her still hoped.

Teresa was wearing her long coat she shut the door and checked the time Emily was due to be free from her shift soon and they had an arrangement to meet. Teresa slowly worked through the hotel filled in some paperwork caught up with a little gossip had a coffee from the machine then she made it to the security guards break room. Emily came in there a few seconds after Teresa she kissed her on the cheek. Emily had some paperwork in hand she filed it away quickly then disappeared into a locker she removed a duffle bag locked the locker and grabbed Teresa by the hand. There was a room due to be refurbished that was no longer open to the public Teresa had a key for it she let them into the room,

Emily pealed the jacket away form Teresa leaving her standing there in her sexy French maids uniform. Emily disappeared into her duffle bag and removed a triangular section of tailored leather covered with straps and laces. Meekly Teresa turned around she spread her legs two feet apart and put her hands behind her back she put her palms together then tightly interlocked her fingers. Emily pulled the leather up Teresa’s arms and then pulled a strap over her right shoulder across the top of her chest and under her left arm. Emily repeated the process with a second strap in the opposite direction she grabbed the laces on the arm binder and pulled until they were very tight eliciting gasps and moans from Teresa as her limbs were securely restrained. Emily tied the laces off and zipped a flap over them. She buckled straps around Teresa’s elbows and wrists as well as tightening the straps over her shoulders. Emily kissed her deeply on the lips then pushed a large round into her mouth before sealing it behind a wide piece of stretchy medical tape. Emily was pushed down onto the bed and told to wait she obediently complied.

Emily disappeared into the bathroom for ten minutes. The door creaked open she stepped out covered in rubber. High six inch black heels black rubber stockings with suspenders a short dark blue skirt a tight open top with a police badge stencilled onto it, she had a wide brimmed officers cap and a crop in one hand she sauntered over to Emily and pushed her onto the bed one hand held Emily by the neck the other disappeared between her legs cupping her rubber panties. “You have been a bad girl you have the right to remain bound and punished” Teresa moaned into her gag in anticipation as there session began they would have a long night and Teresa would not be getting out of the arm binder until the next morning.