Maid Service Day 8

Teresa whistled as she slowly walked around the hotel in her high heeled shoes. They were very narrow elegant affairs, they made the maid concentrate with each single step to ensure that each movement was precisely her foot carefully placed. She had come in early to work on a little assignment for Bob reviewing some figures for him for a presentation he had for one of the senior managers, if it went well she might get a mention. Now that her paperwork was over she had a few minutes to kill she was walking around the hotel slowly stretching out after being cooped up behind a desk for longer than was comfortable.

Teresa was lost in a fantasy one where she was a helpless captive of her own imprisoned body. She had spent so much time around the kinky hotel guest that she was burning with a curiosity to experience a portion of what The guest was experiencing. She could not afford a long holiday to some distant bondage resort and she could not go away with Emily yet. She was limited with options a ball gag was a no no or any type of gag she could not be caught with one even if it would excite her it disruption of her job was to much to risk it. She could not wear shackles on her wrists that would be noticed and would also impede her job. She could not wear ankle cuffs that to would be noticed. Certain less severer clamps and hidden toys she could and did wear, but they didn’t give the full effect that she wished to experience. They were easy to remove not as much fun if there was little risk. She really did want to experience it. Not just to play at bondage but to have another person to act as a Dominant to control her as thoroughly as they could over as long a period of time as they could, constantly to some degree or another if possible. 

She had considered many options a corset or locking shoes were nice, but what she really craved was to experience another controlling her in a more intimate complete way. It almost made her salivate at the thought of a strong willed individual controlling her needs and wants making her there slave there subject bending them to there will. The choice had been obvious her affections had been growing over the week.

She had another day to wait for her chastity belt to arrive the thought of Emily, the thought of her as her mistress as her key holder for an indeterminate time was exhilarating. She imagined perhaps forced to serve her mistress without the chance of release was quite stimulating. She fantasised perhaps being teased and tormented for a session or two without release, then finally after the teasing to be allowed to explode. Her mind boggled with all the options that could be applied. The belt locked over the top of a corset it would really control her body. She could be humiliated and be forced to wear a rather large or stimulating butt plug or some sort of sex toy could be locked inside her perhaps something that would activate whenever she moved or controlled by Emily. Teresa craved this sort of attention and she was sure that in a long term relationship with Emily she would get just what she wanted all the time.

Teresa was pulled back into reality as she went into the house keepers break room, there was Bob’s bulletin board. A regular bulletin board with a picture of bob attached above it, with his thumbs up it an attempt at a jovial and reassuring pose. The board was designed to draw peoples attention to It all sorts of his pet projects from supporting the local animal shelter to a sixteen point plan on recycling quotas, an initiative based on trying to make the hotel more environmentally friendly. It went in many directions using products that could be recycled using contractors that disposed of there waste at the recycling centre rather than the tip, properly sorting all rubbish into the bins boring but practical stuff like that.

Teresa though about her rival Janice, originally her and Emily were just going to untie her after she had been left tied up for a few hours as a punishment. But Janice had made a few stupid comments about Emily and Bob Teresa‘s best friends at work. It was regrettable no one had seen Janice in a while, it was strange of her to disappear she was usually so reliable and dependable. It was not like some one had logged onto a lesbian dating website put her profile up as a sub looking for a very harsh mistress. Then agreed to a little arrangement on her behalf shipped her off to the most dominant and sadistic Dom in the local area for a little vacation, for a few days. There was no way it was nothing like that. Janice was definitely not currently trying to squirm free of a tight eyeless leather hood and arm binder while an Amazonian Dom introduced her bottom to the largest ribbed strap on she owned with minimal lubrication not at all.

Teresa finished off the last of her admin duties adding a new poster to Bobs board and putting a few new forms in the various shifts hand over trays. She headed off to the room inhabited by the kinky guest, the woman that she gave special care for her special assignment. She had given the woman a sponge bath in the bathroom every day but she had to wonder what it was like under that hood or under the jacket, with so much time continually restrained, the woman was mad to do this to her self. But a very large part of Teresa was curious as impractical as such an idea was. She imagined herself in the same sort of position a chastity belt locked on for a few days or a week or a month.

Teresa had come in very early to do the extra admin duties, even with the paperwork she was early to her assignment, she walked quietly almost invisible on the floor her heels muffled by the carpet. She herd the sound of someone coming she decided to play it safe,. The way she was dressed as a fetishised version a maid part of her special duties she had to be a bit discrete in the corridor even with the long coat. It was better to avoid a drunk guest or some other issue. She noticed it was the floor manager, a woman in a pants suite in her early forties, she had a large envelope in one hand it looked battered there were notes scribbled on it. Teresa let her pass un-noticed then followed her very carefully. When the floor manger took the same route as she normally did Teresa got suspicious. Was management checking up on her, she hid around the corner. The manager disappeared into the guest’s hotel room and then after a few quiet moments walked out with the envelope folded up held tightly in her hand she looked furtive. 

Realisation came to Teresa and another part of the puzzle was revealed and like many tricks when you know how they are done they are not so interesting. So the woman had written the notes in advance and left them with the hotel management to be distributed every day as new orders. She opened the door to the hotel room, her guest was just where she left her just as she had left her. 

Teresa felt a little tingle she was quiet well exercised thanks to Emily. She was still wearing the incredibly tight naughty rubber knickers they had several rubber indentations on the inside. They clung to her round bottom with plugs front and back, they tickled and teased her with each step. She was wearing nipple clamps light ones on her sensitive buds under the maid’s uniform to added spice to the adventure. As always there was another folded note on the side table. She ignored it for the moment she was horny and frustrated from the plugs she could empathise with the guest but she was also drawn to her. She looked so good in her tight bondage her curves packaged and ready to be played with so inviting.

Teresa had an idea she put her right hand behind her back she carefully reached behind with her left she grasped her right elbow with her left hand and her left elbow with her right hand she imagined that Emily was giving her orders. She carefully used her tongue to lick a line around her guests rubber encased breasts slowly around the outside then around the nipples then she licked over the tight hood. She grasped the pump gag pump between her teeth and bit down causing it to inflate. She dropped it playfully she used her tong to work an outline around her guests captive folded thighs the woman started to grunt into her gag very faint muffled sounds like someone screaming for release from very far away. Teresa grinned she let her hands go she used her finger tips to gently trace lines all over the rubber encased woman’s body causing her to pull against her tight restraints in a desperate effort to receive more stimulation. Eventually after quite a while of teasing and tormenting the poor woman Teresa picked up the note.

Note 8th May

Dear Maid 

Please remember I always need to be punished, 
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I wish to add a little more spice, on the nightstand is a riding crop and a timer, please set it for five minutes and use the crop on my bulging breasts, thank you so much.

Please feed me with the feeding pump again, 

The paddle on the chair, please set the timer for forty five minutes I am a bad little girl.

Please let me use the facilities , then use one of the litre enema bags with two sashays, Please use the size 8 butt plug, remember I like to be plugged, leave me retaining it, please tightly hog tie me when you are finished.

Thank you most kindly

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

Elizabeth couldn’t remember the smell of anything else but rubber, she could hardly hear she was completely blind and unable to speak. The gag easily muffled her every attempt at a coherent conversation it eliminated any form of meaningful self expression. She was losing her mind she could just remember the words of the woman that had put her hear. She had flirted with so many men at that party she couldn’t even remember which one was the red heads boyfriend! She had spent so long squirming and struggling with her bonds she didn’t even think she would ever be free. It was all so tight no mater what she did she would remain bound. She was so lucky to be cared for that someone would go to all this effort for her! No no no she fought against her own mind she was not some sort of bondage fetishist she was a normal woman who didn’t get of on this sort of thing at least she told herself this, but she admitted to herself she was spending more and more time enjoying struggling futilely against her restraints.

The door opened the maid came in there was a pause, where the maid would normally read the note to see what asinine additions to add to her bondage she was acting differently today. Suddenly there was something warm and wet against the rubber. The woman was licking her like a giant ice cream! Suddenly Elizabeth felt her body reacting that felt good she could feel her nipple respond it was heaven or hell she was not sure. She needed to be able to move oh god her restraints were two tight she needed to move. The maids lips were going lower yes closer she needed it so much, but no she was denied as the woman stopped. No not again Elizabeth needed more stimulation suddenly the maids finger tips were dancing over her breasts over her sides the faintest of touches produced the deepest of yearnings within her body, and then it was gone like an echo of a forgotten reality.

There was a pause as the maid was reading the note. After a minute the maids hands released the rubber sheet holding her down it was slowly pulled away. Suddenly something stung her poor exposed breast. Elizabeth shrieked into her gag at the unexpected surprise it burned so much it was more the unexpected surprise than the pain. Elizabeth realised what was going on. The pain struck her other breast she jumped in her restraints pulling against them. Her mind was in turmoil there was pain but her body twitched with an unspoken need it needed to be controlled it needed to be restricted it needed to be disciplined. The riding crop landed with a stinging sensation right on her breast. She tried to jump to struggle to object. Nothing was achieved apart form jiggling her breasts a little. The crop struck again and again. Pushing away her body’s strange cravings Elizabeth admitted to herself that even this was better than no physical sensation. The maid varied the blows landing them on the outside of her breasts slowly working inwards then striking her on the nipples bring her to scream and beg into her gag. Elizabeth had to wonder was she screaming in pain or screaming for more?

Then the sensation was gone something had happened a timer had gone off? Then when it was definitely over the maid was licking and teasing her poor abused breasts, her wet tong on her bruised breasts felt so good, so soothing she was so sensitive from the crop. The maid massaged her “Your crazy but I bet you loved that.” Elizabeth felt it hard to deny the sensation was terrifying and thrilling. The maid slowly teased Elizabeth around her neck around her hips her crotch around her bound breasts in the usual way. Getting her all hot and bothered desperate but so tightly restrained with no way for release then she was gone suddenly she was back and something connected to the gag. The maid started to slowly petted Elizabeth again as she force feed her. Elizabeth suddenly felt more feelings of arousal and desire flooding her mind as the food settled into her belly, it had to be drugged! The voices in her head that called for her release for the pain to end faded to mere echoes in her skull the voices that demanded she find some sort of harsher bondage and more punitive treatment called out.

Elizabeth anticipated her daily exercise as she was rolled over and released from the hogtie. She unfolded like a spring ready to work her legs ready for even limited movement. The maid’s hands were on her legs giving her a massage of sorts gently kneading and rubbing the muscles it felt quite good. Still tightly hooded Elizabeth found it fairly easy to get up, a practice east to roll over shimmy to the edge of the bed and with only a little held stand up. Elizabeth was getting quite good on the heels and even the hood, it helped reduce the tugs on the leash that was so tightly connected to her intimate parts. 

As soon as the maid was happy that the gentle warm up was over and Elizabeth would not collapse on her things changed. The usual onslaught on her bottom commenced. The maid was leading her around and around in circles like a show pony, praising her and tormenting her at the same time “your cute little arse is cherry red but you still need exercise.” After a brief pause the maid led her around in the opposite direction either to give her and equal work out or so that she could try to get the other side of her bottom a matching colour. It seemed like hours but was probably only another ten minutes, waking in the heels was a sort of hell and yet she felt so proud of herself for mastering the impossible looking foot ware. It was still exhausting Elizabeth drop face down into the mattress panting at the first opportunity she just needed a little time to catch her breath.

Elizabeth spent five minutes on her back desperately panting trying to get as much air into her body, despite all the restrictive paraphernalia that adorned her body. She was pretty sure that this was only round one. She was quite correct and with a few tugs she was back balancing on the heels again. A long coat was pulled over her body and tied shut a scarf was wrapped around her neck and a wide brimmed hat was pulled over her hood. , It was bizarre, she realised that she was being pulled towards the door, through the hood she heard the click of a lock being released. Elizabeth felt red with embarrassment she also felt her body react rather positively to the humiliation she was sure that she was on the threshold of the door a little encouraging tug on the leash and she was out. There was the chance that she could find someone to free her but in this place they all seemed to believe the lie that she liked this sort of thing, that they were just going to help entertain her keeping her like this. Obviously her body was having some difficulty arguing that point with her mind.

It was a relatively gentle pace to begin with, the maid was slowly leading her through one corridor or another. Then she stopped quite suddenly, there was something going on something odd the leash had gone slack. The maid seemed to pause to tense up, she pulled the leash short then seemed to secure it to something suddenly Elizabeth was left unattended? Was the maid playing another game with her? She swore that she could hear footsteps and then silence. Was it a game or had something called the maid away? She remembered the last time as soon as she had tried to get away the maid had been on her and she had simply been humiliatingly controlled again. But perhaps the maid was to busy with something else perhaps. She desperately hoped she could get away and find a sane person who would remove the dam hood and gag so she could be to be let out.
 
Teresa had been taking Elizabeth for a walk to give her some exercise. To give her a little stretch some room to walk in her heels in a straight line not just going around in circles. There was something odd in the corridor, a stain Teresa looked at it there was a chemical spilt on the floor. She cautiously sniffed the air she recognised the strong smell she paused holding the leash and bent down. It was a rather strong disinfectant that would do some serious damage to the carpet if it was not cleaned up soon, who was mucking about with it?

She looked around there was another drop of the stuff on the floor. It was quite dangerous stuff if not very heavily diluted. Teresa had no idea what the hell was going on? She carefully tied Elizabeth’s leash up then pulled a curtain around in front of her so she would remain hidden. She had to check this out someone was going to ruin the carpets and half kill themselves with this stuff especially working in a small space. There was a creek someone was pushing a trolley around the corner it sounded so heavily loaded that it would collapse under its own weight the aluminium frame creaked in protest. Teresa continued to investigate the odd stains and the odd sounds. Teresa went into a cleaning store all the most toxic chemicals had been removed.

What the hell could someone want with all that lot? She investigated around a corner there was an old trolley one of the ones that they didn’t use anymore, why would someone be trying to grab a cleaner’s trolley? She looked at it there was a whole bag of the drain cleaner and several bags of the nitrogen plant food that they gave to the potted plants. What the hell was going on the maintenance staff had there own trolleys and the gardener never came to this part of the hotel?

Teresa had to wonder why was it full of so many chemicals? Her brain started to go over time she remembered the maintenance guy losing his hair eyebrows and melting his glasses when using some of this stuff incorrectly. If she was correct mixing it all together would create a very bad reaction. She swallowed someone was doing it deliberately and from the amount of chemicals that they had gathered they were not joking around. She had to get security and fast. Teresa noticed a guest milling around for a second she thought to warn her. But that second was too long to pause the woman was carrying more chemicals and what looked like an old alarm clock. “You have to be careful some one is doing something dangerous around hear.” Teresa thought about the staff about the guests the woman grinned “I should be worried?”

Teresa took a step back “wait what are you doing with the chemicals? Who are you?” Suddenly she was grabbed by the mad woman, she was thinner than Teresa but her strength was enormous. Her eyes changed the carefully crafted mask she wore to move around to blend into a crowd shattered. The depths of paranoia and madness shone through. Teresa realised that she was in a great deal of trouble this woman was not playing with a full deck or even half a deck. The woman had some sort of rag in her pocket suddenly it was pressed firmly over Teresa’s nose and mouth, there was another strong chemical smell. She gloated - “you can’t stop my plans”. Teresa tried to struggle but the woman’s grip was iron her hands forced the cloth over her nose tighter and tighter. The mad woman looked over her prisoner “who are you some sort of call girl they send to the hotel rooms, you can’t interfere with my plans this place will burn!”

Teresa tried to fight against her attacker but the cloth soaked with a foul smelling chemical had been pulled over her nose and she could feel the muscles in her body shutting down with each breath. Despite her struggles it was held there, suddenly she was pushed forwards and sprawled over the trolley her bottom sticking up in the air. She was unable to move her entire body unresponsive. The insane guest easily pushed the trolley to her own room opened the door rolled the trolley in and shut it. Teresa tried to make her body work but nothing moved. The woman checked the door and continued her rant. “They dared to put me in this I think you should try it dear”. The woman dug in a pile of clothing and pulled out a white stained canvas garment.  Teresa immediately identified it as a straight jacket this woman was an escaped mental patient who was going to try and burn the hotel down. But in the interim was going to put in her old straight jacket to keep her out of the way!

The jacket was rough confining canvas and very sturdy, six heavy straps at the rear that easily did up and buckled into place around Teresa. Theresa looked about the room there were manically scribbled notes and drawings on the walls poisoned in random places and all at odd angles. The woman seemed to be mixing things in the bathroom of the suite. She had a few containers she seemed to have taken a part a few mobile phones and an alarm clock, was she trying to make some sort of detonator? Teresa could feel her limp body. The crotch strap was applied without any regard to her comfort driving the plugs in further. Then her arms were fed into the straight jacket through front and side loops then firmly strapped behind her back. Teresa had little chance of getting anywhere close to escaping the tightly applied device. The woman seemed to relax a bit as soon as she perceived that Teresa was bound and represented no threat to her.

She let go of Teresa for a second letting her slump into a pile of bedding. She pulled some things off the trolley and started looking through them specifically at the labels. Teresa was left in a bundle on the floor the effect of the chemical slowly starting to wear off. The mad woman looked at her “nice isn’t it they use that at the asylum to keep us in line ”She started cackling “let me show you how they kept patients quiet.” she dug in another pile of items and pulled out a round object with a bar attached to it. A small once white sock was stuck to the object it was pealed away and casually discarded. She grinned “its called a bit and ball gag, cuts into the mouth and makes you drool” Teresa tried to pull away but she didn’t get very far. It looked very unhygienic the woman looked at her after applying the gag “you look like a simpleton you know don’t you?” Teresa tried not to look at her the woman ignored Teresa and went back to her work slowly tinkering with the chemicals preparing whatever she was going to do.  
 
Elizabeth shook her head it was a really strange sensation she pulled at the patch of wall where her leash was secured. It might be painful but slowly bit by bit she got the leash to unhook from where it was attached. She took a few steps tentatively in the opposite direction from where she thought that the maid had gone, she pushed against some fabric spun and it was out of the way. Various thoughts ran through her head, the dam drugs are wearing off maybe the adrenalin running through her body. I can think straight I have to get out, there has to be a lift or something? I can just follow this wall.

Elizabeth finally thought she might get free it was so nice not to have a handler. She very slowly followed the wall hoping to find an elevator she could probably mash buttons until it went somewhere, she imagined the idea of stumbling out of the lift into reception. Then she thought that she heard a sound what was that, suddenly someone has the leash. She begged into her gag, the person didn’t understand her and simply dragged her back the way she had come. Elizabeth tried to offer more mute protest “please let me go no you have to understand me let me go no”. The security guard Emily had her she was puzzled, “how odd, did you manage to run away from my friend in all that?” She was not expecting an answer and it was a terrific no no to un-gag or remove the hood. Still she wondered stoking the guests head “did she forget to lock the door or something?” with short order Elizabeth found herself dragged back to her room her disguise clothes removed and her body exactly where it was before.

The security guard gave her a little time to rest then it was off into the bath room. More teasing with a hot soapy sponge slowly being traced over her body, then the usual humiliating routine with the guard putting on rubber gloves. There was more lubricating Elizabeth’s arse, it must have gone on for ten minutes the guard really enjoying toying with the guest slipping first one finger then another into her tight body sliding her lubricated fingers around until the woman was practically begging for it, Soon she was re-plugged tighter then before the guard returned Elizabeth her to the bed and the hogtie her just as tight as before. The Guard flipped her onto her back. Then wrapped her in the rubber sheet. She stroked her then left turning off the lights. “As my friend says I guess today isn’t your day I don’t know about tomorrow.”

The mad woman had some how gotten a large number or glass jars from the hotel kitchen. She was tying to mix an equal amount of several chemicals into them, she had a funnel and various notes that looked like she was working form a recipe downloaded form the net and printed off. She looked at Teresa some times she looked through Teresa “I am Pauline that stuff that I used on you, a like chloroform but weaker they used it on patients to keep us in line, stupid woman was going to put me in the wet bag I put her in it instead shouldn’t have left the chemicals out.” The mad woman had not bound Teresa’s legs she had just left her sprawled on top of the pile of bed sheets. Teresa could already feel her legs starting to work again the chemical was wearing off she couldn’t speak or get her arms out of the jacket but she could get up. She just needed to wait for the right opportunity. The mad woman Pauline had a small suitcase it seemed to be stuffed with spoons she looked at the spoons then looked at the ceiling “they didn’t let me have spoons I will take them all now.” Just was Teresa needed a loon with a spoon!

There was a security precaution if a guest turned violent with a member of staff or something else happened. The intercoms in each room had a key pad, if a code 3728 was typed in it would call the hotel security to that room. Teresa tested it the edge of the gag was fairly solid if she pressed it against the intercom she was sure that she could dial with it. The Mad woman continued to rant at Teresa “they doubt me they insult me, I will cleanse with fire every doubting insulting voice will be purged with flame I will teach them to blame me for my problems they are their problems I decided so.”

Teresa waited until the woman was as far away from her as possible, then she slowly stood up. Walking as quietly as she could she managed to get to the intercom she just managed to hit the buttons in the correct order before the mad woman realised she had moved. She was sure that this is bound to get someone. Off in another part of the hotel Emily and Bob were wondering where the hell Teresa could have gotten to. Then the attack alarm went off it only went off in the security office. Emily and Bob looked at each other and spoke “can’t be a coincidence remember the thieves” they both started running down the corridor. 

The hotel room door was big and thick, it had a privacy bolt on the inside that could be locked which was currently locked tight. Bob shrugged for a fraction of a second put his shoulder against the hardwood door and gave the door a massive shove. On the inside the security bolt separated from the inside of the door and flew off into the distance.

Pauline had a knife from the kitchen in her hand, she was waving it around but hadn’t done any dame to anyone yet. There was a terrified look in Teresa’s face as the woman edged closer towards her. Pauline looked at Emily and Bob “your never going to take me back to the whistling oaks sanatorium!” She started to move towards them with the knife out. Bob knocked the knife out of her hand much to her surprise, one second he was ten feet away, then he closed the distance with an unnerving speed. Bob and Emily grabbed the mad woman and none to gently wrestled her to the ground.

The woman was immobilised Handcuff from Emily’s belt soon secured her hands behind her back. A second set secured her elbows, from somewhere on the security guards person a roll of black electrical tape seemed to materialize out of nowhere. Soon Pauline’s hands were two useless balls of black tape. As soon as Emily was sure that Pauline was secure she went to Teresa and just held her, finally after a minute she pried the gag out of her lips. Teresa immediately asked about her special guest, Emily assured her that she was alright. Bob roughly picked up Pauline having a secure grip on the handcuffs. Just then two police officers arrived Bob quickly explained the situation the guest stealing things form the hotel assaulting one of his staff and all her ranting about the whistling oaks sanatorium. The officer checked they did have a report of an escaped patient and she did seem to match Pauline’s description.

The police officers added a gag to Pauline that looked like something for Hannibal lector, they swiftly returned her to the hospital for a reward. At the sanatorium the doctor looked at them, “Yes there is a reward for her return the more discretion the better.” He turned to his patient “now Pauline we need to see about curbing your escape attempts a think a little time in a body binder three or four months might do the trick, nurse make sure that we have two orderlies assisting you this time it took us to days to find you.” 

Back at the hotel Emily had shared a very long kiss with Teresa. Then instead of releasing her Emily had tightened her bonds making the straight jacket much tighter. The crotch strap far more intimate the arms farm more secure in there current position. A question formed on Teresa’s lips Emily shushed her, she cleaned the gag with a wet cloth then gagged her to hold her questions back. Emily used the clothes that had been used to hide the kinky guest’s bondage to cover the straight jacket and gag long coat scarf etc. Emily put the hat on over her head and led her home. Teresa was not sure wither to be annoyed or intrigued by this turn of events.