By the time I had got back to my room, a package for me had been delivered, or rather a large sized box sitting on my bed. There was a folded note attached, that though sent from Ted...Master, had been written in someone else's hand, no doubt one of the Attendings.
"Maringa, as per part of this evenings guest's desires, I would very much appreciate it if you would indeed wear what is inside. Both Deidra as well as Bella will be wearing something similar to yours, so do not feel embarrassed about doing so. But I will add...if you do decide to join us this evening, this outfit is mandatory!" T.M.
Curious, I undid the rather large bow surrounding the box, opening the lid peering inside before actually reaching into remove the "costume," which I called it to myself only then holding it up. I even laughed, realizing now what it was I was looking at. Glancing inside the box, I saw the rest of the ensemble and knew immediately what was being asked of me.
I walked over to the floor length mirror in my room, holding the very short...almost too short, plaid pleated skirt up to myself, along with the white blouse, knee socks and dark blue cashmere sweater with some sort of an emblem over the breast pocket on the left side. "This has got to be some kind of a joke," I said to myself looking about the room, half expecting either Deidra or Bella to suddenly jump out laughing at me as I stood there. I read the note once again, carefully. I knew then, it wasn't a joke, this was for real. And if I were to attend dinner later on this evening, this would be the outfit I'd be wearing.
"Well...if Deidra and Bella can do it, I certainly can!" I stated, and then headed off to shower, a small smile coming to my face as I began picturing myself, hair pulled back into a ponytail, no bra...full breasts pressing daintily against the semi-transparent white blouse. I had noticed there were no panties included inside the box, which had told me something else almost immediately.
I wouldn't be wearing any.
**
Dinner was to be served promptly at eight. I soon after made my way down stairs, a little surprised that I didn't see the normal hustle and bustle of Novices scurrying about as they usually were, running errands of one sort or another. Reaching the bottom of the grand stairs leading off towards the dining area, I soon discovered why, though even that for a moment threw me.
There were two long lines of both Novices as well as Attendings, each one seated there in the hallway just outside the dining area. For the first time ever, I now realized that every Novice as well as every Attending there could possibly be were here tonight. Many having come in from the city in order to be here for whatever reason. But even more curious as I approached, glad to see both Deidra as well as Bella standing next to the double wide doors waiting for me, likewise wearing almost exactly what I was. But it was seeing some dozen or so Novices, all wearing short plaid skirts, sweaters in an identical cut, a deep red, almost maroon. Even the Attendings wore very similar attire, though their sweaters were light blue in color, with matching pleated skirts.
I walked up towards Deidra, eyebrows raised in question looking back over my shoulder at the two formed lines. "This has something to do with the guy you call the Weasel right?"
Deidra laughed. "Yeah, you might could say that...you'll see why after we've had dinner. I don't want to spoil the fun for you, since this will be your first experience seeing this," she told me.
Just by the number of Novices and Acceptings here, I could tell there was something special going on, not to mention the obvious anticipation, nervousness and excitement in each one of their eyes.
"Obviously, this man too is fairly influential?" I asked.
"Oh yes...though you won't recognize him or anything, he's always been behind the scenes, keeping his true identity and anonymity in check away from the papers or magazines. But...he's probably amongst the wealthiest men in the world, and he has in place at least half a dozen corporate executives, who everyone else would think where the actual owners and CEO's of their own businesses. Nothing could be further than the truth in fact. The general public might think they are...but the reality is...he's the man behind the men."
"And he has a bit of a kink that Master allows him to enjoy here is that it?"
"Oh yeah, like I said...he does, and which is why there's such a turnout tonight. But again, I don't want to give anything away just yet either. It's something you have to see for yourself with your own eyes, which we will later, in about an hour or so after we've eaten. First things first though, let me duck my head in and see where we're at," Bella stated. "They're still talking business...or at least they were. If Master's ready to start serving dinner, I'll come back out and get you, and then make the introductions. Oh...one more thing. I wouldn't recommend calling him Weasel to his face if you know what I mean," she laughed, and then headed inside.
Standing outside the door next to Deidra waiting for Bella's return, I was surprised when Deidra suddenly reached over, her hands coming up to immediately do up one more button on my blouse. I had assumed with instructions not to wear a bra, or panties that a showing of a little cleavage was to be expected. I was wrong.
"There," Deidra said smoothing out my collar a bit, "Now you look a bit more modest...for the time being anyway," she winked chuckling a little. "And nice touch on the ponytail," she added. "Almost wish my hair was long enough to do that. No doubt Mr. M will pay you a little extra special attention because of that."
"Mr. M?"
Once again Deidra chuckled. "Yeah, seriously. That's the only name any of us even know him by," she informed me. "One of the few secrets even Master keeps from us, though I'm not even sure he truly knows the Weasels true name either. Which is one of the reasons we all secretly call him that, though the reason for that of course...you'll eventually learn later."
Just then Bella poked her head back out the door. "You may come in," she told us both. "Introductions...and then dinner."
**
Dinner had been set for six, which I noticed upon walking inside. Including Master and the three of us, I saw an older gentleman, no doubt Mr. M, along with a much younger looking woman sitting by his side. All three rising as we came in. Even I had to admit she was striking, long dark hair falling well past her shoulders, a black floor-length evening gown, which made me feel wholly underdressed in comparison. But it was her pale white skin that truly stood out, and I wondered if she'd even seen the light of day, looking almost Vampire'ish in a sense, half expecting to see fangs emerge upon smiling at us as we were then introduced.
"Mr. M, this is Mistress Bella, and Mistress Deidra, and...Maringa," he said turning towards me, leaving off the imaginary, or supposed title he'd given me for whatever reason.
"Pleased to see you again," he said acknowledging both Deidra and Bella with a quick brief shake of hands, though quickly capturing my own in between his two massive paws holding it there. "And very nice...to meet you," he informed me, glowering over me for a moment fully taking me in from head to foot before turning towards the woman waiting patiently...and as yet, unsmiling beside him. "And this, is my companion, Victoria," he said introducing her more to me than to the others, which told me in an instant, they had of course met her before. I wondered briefly in his having addressed her as that, the reason why master hadn't addressed me as such. Maybe he didn't want it to appear we were as intimately close perhaps as the two of them were, which is why he hadn't.
We soon after took seats, Master and Mr. M seated at either end of the table, me sitting directly across from Victoria, who I carefully took stolen glances towards as we began eating dinner. There was something about her I couldn't quite put my finger on, though she truly was beautiful in an almost Gothic looking way, something that for some oddball reason didn't quite add up with the obvious "School-girl" preferences he obviously had some kind of a thing for. I couldn't imagine her being dressed like this for one, which was perhaps the reason why in the first place the rest of us where.
We finished dinner none too soon, the curiosity and anticipation of the evening to come almost too much to bear as male staff, specifically brought in for the occasion, not only cleared away the dinner dishes, but the table and chairs as well, leaving only three there. Master now taking one for himself, with Mr. M, and Victoria taking and placing the other two chairs a short distance across from one another. I could only stand there slightly shaking my head in wondrous curiosity as Master spoke.
"Bella? I think we're ready to begin," he told her. "If you'd please escort in the Novices and Attendings?"