Message-ID: <2811eli$9708101436@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: anakha@clara.net (anakha) Subject: Best Of The Net: REPOST - Hired Help(40-42) (bond, M/f, heels, corset, rubber/PVC, sex) (Part14/17) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.bondage Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <5skrqc$a16$14@eros.clara.net> *************************************************************************** Hi, I have been downloading stuff from Usenet for some time and haven't really been putting an awful lot back so I decided it was time to repost the stuff I have. There are a number of reasons for this. Firstly it is for those who have only started using Usenet since the stories I have were originally posted, secondly for those who may simply have missed them first time round and lastly my contribution to fighting the ever increasing spam which now saturates all of the sex newsgroups. The vast majority of the stories I post will be plain bondage orientated with a few subfem & femdom ones thrown in. Anything a little stronger in terms of s&m isn't really my scene so there won't be much like that. Also please note I am NOT the author of any of the stories so the copyright notices of ALL of the original authors still apply. (Also there is nothing that I can see from the original post which says I can't repost this story. If you are the author and you do NOT want it reposted then I suggest you let me, & everyone else, know). I hope you enjoy whatever I do post. Bye for now. Anakha **************************************************************************** ======== Newsgroups: alt.sex.bondage Subject: ST: Hired Help(40-42) From: dark1@inwave.com (Dark One) Date: Thu, 28 Mar 1996 02:34:29 GMT ****** WARNING to all unsullied minds! ****** ****** W A R N I N G ! ! ! ! ! ! ****** The following story contains scenes of sex, bondage, and deviant behavior drawn from my own pervered imagination. If you are less than 21 years of age, sexually uptight, or a self-riteous pusher of your values upon others, read no more! This story may be copied and archived for non-profit purposes, as long as it is unaltered in any way, this header is retained, and the author (Dark One) is credited for it. All hard copy printing rights and all other rights are reserved by the author. HIRED HELP -- part 14 (chapters 40-42) by Dark One Chapter 40 Saturday morning, Jennifer woke up in Richard's bed. The last night's activities were a blur to her. She tried to stretch, but found out that her hands and legs were tied spread-eagle to the bed. She wore nothing other than her restraints. Richard was not in the room, but she heard sounds of activity from outside the room. Richard returned with breakfast on a tray and a box which he sat down on the floor. He was clothed in nothing except a pair of slippers, and the sight of this brought a smile to her face. Richard fed her while she was still tied to the bed. After feeding himself, Jennifer noticed that his penis was rather stiff. "Isn't it a little early to have a hard-on?" Jennifer asked in a teasing voice. "It's never too early for that," he replied. Slowly, he slid onto the bed and climbed on top of her. He ran a hand down the side of her ribcage, and nibbled on the side of her neck with his lips. "Oh, Richard!" she said aloud as a tremor passed through her body. "Oh!" She thrust upward with her hips, hoping to touch his manhood hovering just inches above her. Richard did not leave her wanting for very long. Jennifer emerged from the shower with a towel over her head. She didn't even think of covering herself as she walked into Richard's room. She wore slippers with five inch heels as she walked out. "So, what surprise do you have for me today?" she asked him. Richard gave her a slight smile. He held up a piece of shiny black rubber that Jennfier identified as a body suit. The suit unlaced in back. Richard helped her step into it after she kicked off her slippers, and she noticed that he had spread some sort of white powder on the inside that made it slide on smoothly. She found herself balancing on her tiptoes, unable to lower her heels without extreme discomfort. She hoped that Richard would put some shoes on her soon. The suit covered her feet and legs entirely. There was a long opening between the legs that would give ample access to her crotch. As Richard slid it up on her, she felt that the rubber around her waist was much thicker and stiffer. When it was laced up, she was sure that it would act like a corset. Like that should surprise me any, Jennifer thought. Next, she put her arms into the body suit. When they were in place, she saw that each sleeve ended in a thumbless mitten. The rubber of the mittens was very stiff and unyeilding, making her hands effectively useless. The last part of her body to go into the outfit was her head. She found something hard and unyeilding inside the hood, where her mouth wanted to be. Taking a guess, she opened her mouth and sucked it inside. Sure enough, the hood came on easily afterwards. As Richard started to lace the back of it up, she was able to see herself in the mirror. The hood had small holes for the eyes, and even smaller holes for her nose. Her mouth was completely covered, except for a single tiny hole that hissed as she tried to breathe through her mouth. From the feel of what was in her mouth, she guessed that it was a short rubber dildo with some sort of breathing tube in it. Richard lace it tight, but not as tight as the corsets she had been wearing lately. After he was done, he led her over to the bed and put locking six inch black heels on her feet. I can manage pretty well in these, Jennifer thought to herself. And to imagine that I used to have trouble in three inch heels! "One more thing," said Richard. He went over to a drawer and pulled out what looked to be a large rubber coated watchspring with a small box on one end. What the heck is that? Jennifer wondered. Richard attached the small box to the front of her corset. Then, he pulled the springy rubber device down and into her crotch. When it was in place, it hugged her body tightly from waist to the inside of her vaginal cavity. She could feel that it wanted to curl up even tighter, and stayed tight against her even as she moved. Right around her clit, it felt like the spring was a bit wider. "I can tell that you're curious," he said. "There are three parts to the device. At your waist, there is the power source. At your favorite place, there is a tiny vibrator. Within you, there is a conductivity detector." She felt a low hum suddenly start right next to her clitoris. Jennifer tried to grab the rubber spring with her hand, but the heavy guage rubber prevented her from doing more than pawing herself. "A sexually aroused woman will secrete a good amount of fluid down there," he explained. "The conductivity detector is sensitive to changes in moisture. In essence, whenever you dry out down there, it will start to vibrate. When you get wet again, it will stop." Sure enough, after a minute of stimulation and as the juices started to flow, the vibrations within her stopped. Jennifer made a tiny moaning sound through the hole in her dildo gag. This thing is going to drive me nuts! "I just want to make sure that you're ready for me anytime that I want to take you today. As you can see, it doesn't get in the way of sex at all." A satisfied smile came across his face. Where the hell does he come up with these ideas? she wondered. During the rest of the day, Richard had his way with her five times. Each time, there was less preparation than the last. Thanks to the sporadically vibrating device in her, she was always wet and lubricated, ready for him to enter her. The last time, Jennifer had turned around, just in time to see Richard's erect cock as he pulled her to the floor and thrust into her a second later. Jennifer orgasmed every time that he took her, and on one occasion she orgasmed twice. It was late evening before Richard let her out of the rubber outfit and took the device out of her. "Suppertime," said Richard, as he headed for the kitchen. Jennifer remembered her previous trobles walking without shoes. Before following him, she took the opportunity to put the six inch heels back on her feet and lock them on. They had dinner nude, except that Jennifer wore the shoes. "Your mother should have received the invitation today," said Richard. "I hope that Laura's allright, replied Jennifer. "Well, with an official invitation, I don't think that your mother will be as eager to ferret out information from your sister." "I half expect to see her show up on our doorstep anytime now. I'm afraid that she's going to throw some sort of fit and keep Laura from showing up. I don't know why, but I just have a bad feeling about this." Richard thought about this while he played with his food. "Do you have something in mind?" he asked. "I just wish there was a way to get her out of the house *now*," said Jennica. "That way, my mother couldn't pull anything at the last minute." "I have an idea," said Richard. "Your old apartment is still paid for. I made sure of that shortly after you started working here. Perhaps Laura could look after it for a few days." Jennifer had forgotten that detail. "That would be a good idea!" she said. "I hope that Laura will go for it. I can ask her monday at our fittings." "Come on," Richard said as he pushed back his chair and stood up. "The supper dishes can be cleaned up tomorrow." Jennifer gladly complied and followed Richard back to his bedroom, walking in her six inch heels. Chapter 41 SMASH! Jennifer watched the pieces of the bowl scatter about the kitchen floor. "What was that?" came Richard's voice. "A bowl," said Jennifer. She walked in her heels over to the closet and found a broom to clean it up. By the time she had returned, Richard was at the doorway. Jennifer was again dressed in the high necked rubber maid's outfit, with rubber gloves, corset, rubber stockings, and six inch black heels. "Come on," said Richard. "I have to clean this up first," she said. "You have to be punished," he replied calmly. "Punished?! I'm almost married to you!" "Do you think that you can get away with this now? I think not. You will still be punished for your mistakes when you're married to me." Jennifer fumed, then calmed down. "All right," she conceded. "I was a bad girl." She remembered that Richard's 'punishments' were often not true punishments at all. Richard led her to his den. He pulled out a chair, and had her stand behind it. Out of his desk drawer, he pulled out a good quantity of rope and tied her legs to the legs of the chair. The next item he procured was a dildo. Seven inches long and rather thick, it took him some time to work it into her pussy. He bent her over the back of the chair. The chair was at just the right height that the base of the dildo was against the top of the chair. He then tied her hands to the front legs of the chair. Jennfier ground around, and found that she could move the dildo around quite nicely. "Mmmm..." she said aloud. Richard went back to his desk, and shed his clothes. Jennifer could not see what he was doing because her view behind her was blocked by the wide expanse of the skirt of the maid's outfit. She felt his penis brush up agains her buttocks. This time, it felt very wet and slippery, like he had applied lubricant. Jennifer let out a gasp as he slowly guided it up into her anus. "God!' she exclaimed. Richard had put plugs up there before, but she could not remember him ever screwing her there before! "What are you doing?" "Giving you a lesson," he said. "Very bad girls can get it this way." Richard was very slow with his movements within her. The initial discomfort was soon past, and soon she was grinding around, moving the dildo around within her. Without a vibrating toy, the process was slower, but her excitement level did rise. She was coming close, very close... The tightness of the corset was again apparent, especially with her bent over position. "I'm so close," she said. "so close..." Richard stayed within her as she brought herself to a torturously slow and protracted orgasm. When she was done, he was still there, inside of her, as hard as before. "How... how long are you going to take?" she asked. "That depends upon how long it takes for you to get me to a climax," he said, moving back and forth ever so slightly withing her. "Oh, god!" she said aloud. This is going to be a long morning... Jennifer moved her hips forward and back, as much as her restraints would allow. Richard stayed with her, resulting in only the slightest sensations of motion. The dildo was moving around inside of her again. All she accomplished was to excite herself further. Soon, she lost track of her original goal, and was simply grinding agains the back of the chair. Her head was swimming from her shortness of breath by the time that a second orgasm went through her. When she came back to reality, Richard was *still* there, moving slightly back and forth inside of her rear opening. She finally came up with a different strategy. Jennifer clenched her rear muscles as tight as she could, in pulses, as she wriggled and moved as best she could. She tried to feel his motions, and counter them with her sphinter muscle clenches as tightly as she could. She tried to push him out of her, as well, like a bowel movement. The combination of all of this finally sent Richard over the edge. She could feel him spurt his juices within her, and finally he slipped out of her rear. She was close as well, and she took a few minutes to bring herself to a climax as well. "Remember," he said, as he untied her, "Remember that I will expect this from you as well," he said. Chapter 42 This time, Jennifer and Laura did not manage to cross paths until their respective fittings were over with. The two girls sat in the main lobby of Fantasy Supreme. Laura was wearing a T-shirt and jeans, and in her hands she had a large box. Jennifer was wearing only a long shiny black vinyl coat, with the belt cinched so tightly that she must be wearing a corset underneath. Her feet were in six inch black heels. "So, do you want to stay at my old apartment?" Jennifer asked. "That would be great!" Laura replied instantly. "I would have moved out before, but there's just no way I could afford it right now." Jennifer nodded. "There's a key in a crack in the molding around the door," she said. "On the right, near the foor. You should be able to find it without a problem." "Mother threatens to kick me out onto the street every once in a while," said Laura. "Now she can't threaten me with *that* anymore!" "Did she get the invitation?" Jennifer asked. "She did. She was upset at first, that you had not even talked to her about it. Then she called a couple of her friends up. She was talking so loud that I couldn't help but hear her. One of her friends told her that your fiancee was a multi-millionaire, and suddenly she was very quiet about the whole thing." "Has she given you any more grief about it?" Jennifer asked. "Not since the invitation arrived. I think she was almost nice to me today." "Now *that* really worries me." "Tell me about it. Actually, I think I'm going to go to your apartment right after this, and drop the dress off there. Do you think that mother would really wear something like this?" she said. "Maybe," said Jennifer, with a thought crossing her mind. "I take it you're going to go home and get some of your stuff?" she asked. "Sure. How long can I stay there?" she asked. "For as long as you would like," replied Jennifer. "I think that it's paid up for several months. But... when you see mother next, could you drop her a hint that there will be some wedding guests that are just as wealthy as Richard *and* unmarried right now?" "Sure... but why? Are *you* up to something now?" she asked. "Could be. That's even a true statement. There *will* be a couple of unmarried available men at the wedding. And they know that the wedding is going to be...ah... different. Every one of the guys that will be there is just as kinky as Richard." "I'll tell her," said Laura. "You know, she'll do her best to throw herself at one of them. They'd probably be a hell of a lot better than some of the guys she's dragged home!" A car pulled up outside the lobby, and Jennifer saw Richard step out of it. "My ride is here. Oh, take this," she said, handing Laura a slip of paper. "That's our phone number, just in case you need something. Leave it at the apartment. I'd rather not give it to mother." Laura nodded, and waved goodbye as Jennifer and Richard drove off. "Is Laura going to move out?" Richard asked. Jennifer nodded. "She didn't even have to think about it." "I still haven't met this mother of yours that you talk of," he said. "But I suppose that it's tradition to dislike the mother-in-law." "I had a brainstorm while I was waiting," said Jennifer. "I told Laura to tell mother that there would be unattached guests at the wedding. They would be filthy rich and... um... kinky. I thought that would get my mother to come along and cooperate." "Hmmm... that should work. I take it that money can act as an aphrodisiac for your mother?" "I'd have to say yes," she said. Richard rolled his eyes. "That's exactly the type of woman that always seemed to throw herself at me. That is, until you came around. Oh, well." "You know, maybe we could take this a little further," Jennifer thought. Maybe we could talk one of the three unmarried guys into... well... stringing her along. "Adam is engaged," Richard said. "And Collin... well... I fear that he would end up actually being taken in by your mother. No... I think that Ben might be the best bet." Jennifer thought back to Vicki's descriptions. "Ben has... what is it? Two live in girlfriends?" "But he's technically not married," said Richard. "Actually, Ben might be very willing to help out. Is your mother a good looking woman, or not?" "She still has a good figure, I guess," said Jennifer. "She can always find a good looking guy when she heads out for the bars to troll for a bed partner." "Let me give Ben a call when we get back," he said. Jennifer watched as Richard hung up the phone. "He'll be happy to do it," he said. "I could almost hear him drooling over the phone." Just seconds later, the phone rang. Richard picked it up, then handed it to Jennifer. "It's for you," he said. "Hello?" "Jen? It's Laura," came the voice on the other end of the phone." "My sister," she said to Richard. He nodded, then walked out of his den, leaving her alone to talk with her sister. "What's up?" she asked her sister. "Well... I looked at all the stuff that comes along with this dress," she said. "I knew about the corset, and the shoes, and I've tried on the dress. But there's this other thing in here..." she said. "Yes?" "It looks like... well, it looks like something that has two rubber dongs on it! It's some kind of belt or something. There are batteries with this thing, that go with the dongs. Am I really supposed to wear this? My god! What a sick idea!" "I'm sure that if you don't want to, you don't have to," she said. "You... you don't sound surprised by this?" "Do you think you're the only one? Or the first to wear something like that? I bet that will be standard issue for the female guests." "Have *you* worn this?" Laura asked. "Several times," she replied calmly. "God!" said Laura. "What's it like?" "Interesting, I'll say," she said. There was a long silence from Laura. "You know, you could always try it out first, alone" she said. "To see if you'll be able to handle it during the wedding." "I... geez! Your boyfriend is sick!" "Laura... you know, I can't imagine him any other way! And think about this: Even with all this 'sick' stuff, I'm still going to marry him!" There was another long pause. "I... guess I'll try it out, then." she said. "Your choice, of course," she said. "Call me back when you've made up your mind." A few hours later, the phone rang again. Richard had been on the phone, making calls, and had Jennifer underneath his desk, in the corset and heels, giving oral attention to his penis. "It's for you," Richard said, backing his chair up. Jennifer wiped her face off with her hands before crawling out. Richard handed her the phone and let her sit down on his lap. She felt his hard, wet penis up against her back. "Hello?" she said. "Ah, hi," came the voice of Laura. "Have you made a decision?" guessed Jennifer. "I think I'll try to wear it," said Laura. "So, what did you think?" Jennifer asked. "Well..." said Laura. There was a long pause. "My batteries wore out." Jennifer couldn't help herself, and she started laughing. Anakha. ******************************************************* If you want to reply to me by Email then you will need to manually amend the 'reply to' address in the header to anakha@clara.net. ****************************************************** -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /