Message-ID: <11981eli$9806072249@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: john_dark@anon.nymserver.com Subject: {DarkOne}JDR"Hired Help 13-14"( MF bd ds M-dom span anal enem toys )[7/22] Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <6lfgcd$cj5$1@sparky.wolfe.net> JOHN DARK REPOST The following story is posted for the entertainment of adults. If you are below the age of eighteen or are otherwise forbidden to read electronic erotic fiction in your locality, please delete this message now. The story codes in the subject line are intended to inform readers of possible areas that some might find distasteful, but neither the poster nor the author make any guarantee. You should be aware that the story might raise other matters that you find distasteful. You read at your own risk. 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If you keep the story, *PLEASE* keep the copyright disclaimer as well. ===================== ****** 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 by Dark One dark1@inwave.com Chapter 13 When Jennifer woke up, she found herself in her room. Her arms were out at her sides, which immediately told her that she wasn't wearing the rubber bodysuit anymore. The light was on in her room. She opened her eyes groggily and looked around. Jennifer tried to prop herself up on her arms. It was at this moment that she realized that she was still wearing the rubber corset. The sleeping cuffs with the metal forks were locked to her wrists... and there was a chastity belt complete with intrusive vaginal plug. A moment of moving her hips around revealed that this one did not have a phallus for her rear orifice. She rolled out of bed, and saw that there was a handwritten note on her nighttable. There was also a sealed box just inside of the doorway. Jennifer picked up the note and read it. Jennifer I took the liberty of preparing you for bed after we finished our dinner. You did look lovely last night, in your rubber and heels. I would like to take a moment to explain the controls for your 'alarm clock'. The readout flashes four numbers. The first number is the number of minutes of stimulation that will take place when you first tuck yourself in for the night. It is controlled by the first knob. The second number is the number of times that you will be stimulated during the night. These will be evenly spaced between the time you went to bed and the wake up time (9:00 am). This is controlled by the second knob. The third number is the number of minutes that you will be stimulated for each time during the night. This is, of course, controlled by the third knob. The last number is the number of minutes that you will be stimulate for right before wakeup time. This is controlled by the fourth knob. The device is made such that you have to have at least 75 minutes of stimulation during the night. You can set it for more, of course. The night that you so hurriedly put it on, it was set for 220 total minutes during the night. Of course, I might decide to increase that minimum time, if I am so inclined. The box in your room contains your outfit for tomorrow. You can, if you like, get ready tonight, but that is optional. I look forward to tomorrow. Sleep tight. Richard. Hmmm... thought Jennifer. I bet it would really turn him on if he knew that I wore one of his kinky outfits to bed! With that thought in mind, she moved the box to her bed and started to pull out the contents. On top, there was a pair of shoes. These were made of shiny black patent, with the same locking closures that were on her other pairs of shoes. These looked to be even taller yet. Jennifer retrieved her ruler from the dresser and measured it. "Six and a quarter," she said. "When are these things gonna stop going up?" Next, there was a black rubber garter belt. She put that aside and fished out the next items. Black rubber stockings. These looked like they would go all the way up to her crotch. Black rubber gloves were next, ones that would go all the way up to her armpits. And the last item was a maid's outfit. This one was not made of vinyl. Instead, this was made of shiny black rubber. The skirt was flared out even wider than her last maid's outfit, and was even more revealing of her crotch. This one also had long sleeves and went up to the neck, just like the other one. There was no revealing cutout to show bare cleavage. But with the skin tight properties of the rubber, did it matter? "Another maid's outfit?" she said aloud. Then something churned within her memories. "Isn't... isn't this what he remembered his *mother* wearing?" Except for the chastity belt... Jennifer had very strange feelings about the outfit laid out on the bed. If she wanted to turn him on, was there any better way than to enter his deepest fantasies? a part of her thought. Jennifer made up her mind. She put on the garter belt, then slowly rolled the rubber stockings up her legs. When she was done, she fastened them to the garters. The extreme stiletto heels were difficult to manage with her corsetted waist, but she managed to lock them on. The gloves took a while to properly wriggle into. Last, there was the maid's outfit itself. It was not too hard to zip up herself. There was a small ring at the top like with the other outfits. For completeness sake, she locked it into place with one of the padlocks in the room. I want to make sure that he knows that I'm dressed like this, she thought. I should find him and say goodnight. It took her intense concentration to walk steadily in the heels. She was able to manage, as long as she kept it slow and stayed near a wall. The wriggling in her crotch was bearable... so far. Jennifer first went to his den. Richard was nowhere to be seen. She was not in the mood to wander the whole house to find him, especially in her shoes. So she went directly to his bedroom. I'll just wait for him here, she thought. Idly, she turned the doorknob, expecting it to be locked, as it ususally was. But to her surprise, it opened at her touch. The light was on, and she heard faint rustling sounds. Gingerly, she poked her head through the opening and looked at side. She used latex gloved hand on the doorknob as additional support for her unsteady balance. She saw that Richard had already gone to bed. But this time he was wearing something more extreme than she remembered. Richard's hands were cuffed above him, connected to the chain as before. His ankles were strapped together, and he wore a chastity belt with a wire going up from it to the box that joined his wrists. But this time he also wore a leather hood. There was no opening for his eyes in the hood. There were two holes for his nose, and a very small hole where his mouth should have been. At the moment, there were no vibrations coming from his belt. He can't see me... thought Jennifer. That means I can't show off my outfit to him! Damn! But... I could poke around and he'd never know! With a new purpose, Jennifer walked into his room, still unsteady in her heels. She stopped near his bed and looked down at him. A muscular, hairy chest heaved and hissing noises came through the holes in his hood. Strong legs idly twitched against their bindings. Just watching him makes me wet! Jennifer thought. The vaginal plug in her chastity belt was now starting to get to her. She tore her eyes away from him and slowly walked around the bed. With care, she made her way towards one of his closet doors. This one had only mundane clothing, like business suits, shirts, pants, and the like. Jennifer slowly closed the door and made her way to the other one. The light was off in this closet as well. Jennifer found a lightswitch and turned it on. God! Jennifer thought to herself. What a collection. This was a huge walk-in closet some twenty feet deep and ten feet wide. There was a row of dressers down the middle of the closet that almost split the room in two. All along the outside walls, there were kinky outfits on hangers. Most of them were made of rubber, with some vinyl and some leather as well. Jennifer walked over to the nearest one and pulled it from the wall. This was a pair of blue rubber pants with a matching shirt. She put it back into place and looked at the next one. This one was a black leather straight jacket. A bit overwhelmed, she turned her gaze to the other side. She grabbed the nearest thing that she could. This was a red rubber hobble dress, just like the one she had worn herself. But... this one was too big for her. It would actually fit Richard quite well, now that she thought of it. This surprised her. She put it down and examined the clothes on this side of the closet. As she examined them more closely, she saw that it was all kinky female clothing that seemed to be sized to fit Richard. The opposite side seemed to consist of male style clothing made of kinky materials. Jennifer next made her way over to one of the dressers in the room. Arbitrarily, she picked the top drawer and opened it up. She found several pairs of shoes here. They varied from what she guessed was five inches to almost seven inches in height. Most of them had similar locking closures to the ones that she wore now. They were also sized to fit Richard. Jennifer went to the next drawer down. Here she found several corsets. Some were satin, some were rubber, and one was leather. These, too, would have fit Richard just fine. Jennifer closed that drawer and leaned against the dresser. He dresses up like a woman? she thought. No, that is not exactly true, she thought to herself. He dresses up like a *kinky* woman. He doesn't seem to have any normal female clothing. Why would he have all of this stuff? she wondered. He must dress up in it. The fact that Richard had probably experienced all of what she was experiencing made her feel better, actually. He must *like* dressing up like that, or he wouldn't have that much of it, she thought. Half of his kinky closet is like that. With that running through her mind, she exited his closet and closed the door behind her. Just as she was walking by his bed, his chastity belt started to vibrate. I wish it was me on top of you now, Jennifer thought as he slowly started to move his hips in response to the stimulation. Fearing that she would be discovered, she made her way to the door and closed it behind her. Within minutes, she was sitting on her bed. "How should I set this thing?" she wondered, idly toying with the knobs of her alarm clock. She finally decided to reduce it from its previous settings, but not to minimum. "Twenty minutes initially, twenty minutes at the end, and four in the middle fifteen minutes each," she settled on. Jennifer turned off the lights, then positioned herself on the bed. She plugged the cord into her belt, then plugged her cuffs into the metal box one at a time. Her chastity belt came to life the instant that the second cuff was plugged in. "Oh god!" she said aloud as the belt brought her higher and higher. She had been hot from watching Richard in his room. It wasn't taking much more right now. Did I set it for too long? she wondered as an orgasm ripped through her less than ten minutes after she had locked herself in bed. Chapter 14 Again, she found herself walking through the clouds. Jennifer looked down, and saw that she was wearing impossibly high white stiletto heels... and nothing else. The ground below looked so far away... like a view from an airplane. There was a gust of wind, and she nearly lost her balance. Somehow, she stayed upright in her footwear. In front of her, a large fluffy cloud was being moved by the winds. Standing on it, she could see a man... "Richard!" she cried out. She tried to run, but her foot twisted underneath her. She grabbed ahold of a nearby cloud and managed somehow to right herself. She looked around frantically. The cloud that had carried Richard was now quickly receeding. A moment later, it was only a pinprick on the horizon. "No!" she screamed aloud. As she struggled to move, two green birds with red feathers around the eyes started to circle above her. "Not yet!" one of the birds cried out. "Don't fall!" the other one screeched. Jennifer let go of her cloud and tried to step forward. Somehow, she managed it. But her second step put her shoe into a river far below her. She could feel the silt of the river sucking her down, and she started to fall... The two birds dove down onto her shoulders, and flapped their wings with a great effort. Slowly, they pulled her up and her shoe was freed from the river. The birds stopped flapping as she righted herself. "You are not yet ready," one of the birds said to her. "Don't run when you can't walk," the other one said. "Ready?" she asked back. "When will I be ready?" "You will see," said the first one. "We will help," said the other one, with a wink. The two of them took off with a sudden wingstrokes. She watched them as they flew to a nearby cloud and tore pieces of it out with their taloned feet. They flew overhead, and dropped their cloudy burdens onto her. They were shaped like something... She was now wearing a dress made of clouds. She looked down and saw the long wide flare of her misty skirt. It went down all the way to the earth. And behind her, there was a veil of vapor thin ice crystals that trailed magnificently behind her. The two birds landed on her shoulders again. "It's a start," one of them said. The other bird ruffled its feathers. "It's the *end*!" it said, as it stared at the first bird. Then a buzzing started in her crotch, and the realm of clouds and dreams faded away. Jennifer was already twisting her hips as she returned to reality. The throbbing in her vagina had already made her juices start to flow. She clenched her gloved hands and struggled in her rubber outfit, trying to gain some control over the buzzing in her crotch. It relentlessly sent her upwards. She labored against her rubber corset and kicked her black rubber legs into the air. Jennifer's stiletto heeled feet twirled around as she came nearer and nearer to culmination... "Ooooh!" she exclaimed as she reached her peak. She arched her back slightly against the rubber corset as the pleasure went on and on and on... The buzzing died before she had another climax. She heard the familiar metallic click from her wrists that indicated that she was free of her bed at last. Jennifer spent several minutes laboring for breath against the corset as she recovered from her 'wake up call'. When she finally recovered, she rolled out of bed and unsteadily walked to the bathroom. She inserted the key into the bottom of her chasity belt, separating the bottom section so that she could take care of her bodily functions. When she was done, she was still wet enough to easily slide the phallus of the chastity belt back into place. She got up and washed her hair in the sink. It was a strange feeling to scrub her hair with rubber gloved hands. Jennifer toweled it dry and ran a comb through it. "Sure doesn't look very nice," she said aloud. But somehow, she didn't think that Richard would really notice her hair today. On the way out of her room, she stopped to look at herself in the mirror again. Six and a quarter inch black patent shoes were locked to her feet. She was wearing long black rubber stockings that went all the way up to her crotch. She could see the garters that held them up. The bottom of the chastity belt was visible below the crinoline. The black rubber of the skirt must have extended out over two feet in all directions. It was held up by some very stiff red crinoline that could be easily seen if she was bent over in any way. The black rubber of her maid's outfit was very tight around her waist. She was naturally a twenty six inch waist. What am I now, maybe a twenty one? Jennifer wondered to herself. The corset also pushed her breasts up and out. The tight clingy rubber of the maid's outfit showed her erect nipples as a pair of dainty points on the tips of her breasts. The rubber continued upward, and ended at the top of her neck. The shiny black rubber continued down both arms. When the rubber of the maid's outfit ended at her wrists, the latex of her gloved hands took over. "I could stop traffic on the expressway!" she said as she twirled around in front of the mirror. This moved the phallus inside of her around, and she was surprised with the intensity of the sensations. "That was interesting," she said as she grabbed hold of a bedpost. A few moments later, she headed out of her room and made for the kitchen. Jennifer had just finished making breakfast when Richard walked in. "Good morning," she said as she carried two plates over to the table. She had to concentrate intensely to carry anything while wearing the six and a quarter inch high stilettos. Richard looked at her from head to toe as she brought breakfast to the table. "Good morning, Jennifer," he said. She saw that he was not fully dressed as he normally was. Instead, all he wore was a pair of rubber shorts that concealed his groin. "I dressed up last night," she said, almost proudly. "I wanted to show you... but you had already gone to bed for the night," she said, with a hint of disappointment in her voice. "You forgot to turn the light off in my closet," he said. Oops! "I'm sorry. I... curiosity got the better of me. I shouldn't have," she said. "No, you shouldn't have," he said as he started in on his breakfast." Several minutes passed with only the sounds of clanking silverware and dishes. "Richard... are you going to punish me?" she asked. He seems to enjoy that so much, she thought to herself. I hope he does and gets himself so stiff..." "I'm not sure yet," he said. "I have to think of something... appropriate." "I see," she said, sipping on her juice. She finished it off before asking her next question. "Why do you have so much of your kinky stuff... in dresses and women's stuff?" she asked. Jennifer did not see him become upset at all at the question. He swallowed before answering. "Well, it has to do with a long period of living without any companionship," he said. "I prefer to see a woman dressed up, but when that wasn't available, I did it myself. And I was very curious about how it would feel. Why should women have all the fun?" he said, with a smile. "I see," she said. Should she press her luck? she wondered. "When was the last time that you dressed up like that?" she asked. Richard studied her for a long moment. "My, you are brave today," he said. "Especially with your snooping around last night." Jennifer just smiled and shrugged. "Actually, it was a month and a half ago," he said. Jennifer was thinking of her next question when Richard finished up his food and wiped his face. "I think I have decided upon your punishment. However, it may have to wait for tomorrow. You have a temporary reprieve." She wasn't quite sure if she was relieved or disappointed to hear this. "Get everything you can done by three," he said to her. "I will be in my den. I have a large number of phone calls to make." "Why three?" she asked. "We have a wedding to go to," he said. ==================== HIRED HELP by Dark One Chapters 13-14 -30- -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----