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."
