Part 5
Gina sat at the table eating her breakfast with the Master and Ann. This always felt a bit funny to her as Bill had always insisted that she eat after him and usually after she had serviced him sexually in some way. Ann and the Master however, always allowed her to eat her meals with them and she adored them for it.
Gina listened to the conversation between the Master and Ann as they discussed the visit this evening from what were apparently very important business connections of the Master.
Ann: "What time are they arriving?"
The Master: "We will arrive here at five and meet in my office. I think probably an hour or two at the most. When we are finished I will give you two to them to play with."
Ann: "That sounds wonderful Darling. I have an appointment today for hair, nails, waxing so I am sure they will be satisfied."
The Master:"OK, but I want you here at five to meet them. Do not be late!"
Ann: "Of course not Darling. The appointment is at one so I will be home in plenty of time. You know that I follow the rules!"
The Master: "One other thing that I should tell you is that Sheila is apparently a right sadistic bitch so be careful as I don't want my property damaged!"
Ann: "So, Sheila is one. The other one?"
The Master: "Carrie."
With that, the couple pushed their dirty plates towards Gina so that she could wash them up. The Master went to his office and then left in the Volvo without saying another word to Gina or to Ann. Gina had noticed that he was gone a lot this week. Leaving just after eight and not returning until after midnight. There had been no sex since that first evening as he was literally exhausted when he returned. A quick shower and he was asleep in minutes. His only release, his daily morning blow job from Gina.
The Mistress had also not pushed Gina for sex and this was probably because her body was recovering from the brutal pummelling it had taken from the Master on Gina`s first night. Gina didn't have the courage to ask Ann what she had done to be treated in such a fashion.
As Gina was finishing in the kitchen and preparing to do the laundry Ann came into the kitchen. She looked absolutely stunning in a grey skirt suit with a pencil skirt and short jacket. The blouse was silk and a pale pink and her nylon clad legs finished in four inch pink heels that matched the blouse.
"Gina, I am off to meet friends for lunch and then to my beauty appointment. You heard the Master, we have to be perfect today. So get the laundry in and then go through the complete process of waxing, wash and style your hair. Varnish on toe and finger nails. Lipstick and eye makeup. I have left everything for you in the drawers in your bedroom. I don`t think there will be any anal play with these two but you better do an enema, just to be sure. I will be back in plenty of time to meet the Master`s guests! "After saying this, Ann turned and left in the little Fiat Panda and Gina started to do as she had ordered.
Gina completed her chores quickly and hung the laundry out on a washing line in the rear of the property. It was a beautiful day and it would be dry in time for her to retrieve it before the guests arrived. Going upstairs she went about her personal grooming tasks. In two hours she was finished.
Apart from her freshly washed and blow dried auburn locks there was not another hair on her body. She had used a little mirror to check her arse and pussy for any hairs the wax had missed.
The enema was done as she showered. Since the first night she had done this as part of her showering regime just in case her Master wanted to stick his big cock up her arse. She smiled at this thought as she rummaged in her suitcase for her best lingerie. She found a black garter belt with little satin roses on it that Bill had brought back from some business trip in Paris. She opened her last new package of stockings, they were the same black as the belt. Laying the stockings on the bed, she rushed downstairs to retrieve the washing as she didn't want any ladders or holes in them before the evening.
Luckily the Master and Mistress were not home so her dress code mistake would not be punished. Putting the dry washing away to be ironed tomorrow she went back upstairs. She still had at least three hours before the arrival of her Master and his guests. She looked in the drawers and located a vast array of makeup that Ann had left for her. Gina was surprised that they were all new and not just Ann`s rejects.
Gina sat at the beauty table with its large mirror and experimented with her makeup, trying to find a look that was perfect. After more than an hour she was satisfied that this was the best she could do. Her nails were painted bright red to match the little roses on her garter belt. Her lipstick was also red but not lathered on. It was just enough to enhance her thick cupid bow lips. Her eye shadow was a deep green that matched her eyes and she had used just a little mascara to supplement her long eye lashes.
Gina lay on the bed and waited for the time to pass. After an hour or so, she looked at her little alarm clock and saw it was a quarter to five and the Mistress was still not back. Gina thought she was cutting it a bit fine as she rolled the stockings up her freshly waxed legs and attached them carefully to the four clips on each leg of the garter belt. She was checking her appearance in the mirror as she heard the distinctive engine sound of the Volvo as it pulled into the drive.
Gina had just assumed her normal position, kneeling at the bottom of the stairs facing the front door as she heard her Master approaching. His deep Baritone was easily recognisable to her and she also heard two distinct women's voices laughing and talking with him as they approached. The Master pushed the door open and the two women entered and he followed like the perfect gentleman.
Gina had her eyes to the floor but raised them when the deep masculine voice said, "Good evening Gina. These are my associates Sheila and Carrie."
Gina was a little taken aback by the two women. Her Master had described them as raving dykes and she had stereotyped them as being old, fat and looking like men in women's clothing. Nothing could have been further from the truth as they were very beautiful and feminine women.
Sheila was tall at nearly six feet. She had a face like a Greek Goddess that was framed by perfectly styled long blonde hair. She was dressed in a pale green pant suit that looked very expensive and she had a pale yellow silk blouse underneath that barely contained her huge D-cup breasts. On her feet were flat leather pumps that were a darker green than the suit. Her subtle makeup just highlighted the beauty of her face and especially the deep blue eyes.
Carrie was shorter at around five feet eight. Her jet black hair was cropped in a short fashionable cut that curled around her ears. She was wearing a short red dress that reached to only about four inches above the knee. The stockings or tights she wore were black and a very sheer nylon that was almost translucent. She had three inch red heels to match the dress and these brought her to nearly the same height as Sheila. Her makeup was harsher, with thick mascara that framed her bright hazel eyes along with the heavily applied brown eyeshadow. Her lipstick was also a faint brown colour and Gina was surprised by the fact that it looked really good on her. Gina saw that her breasts were much smaller than Sheila`s. They were like little bumps in the silk dress she was wearing and there was no doubt that she had no bra on.
Gina said, "Good evening Madam. Good evening Madam;" as she nodded to each of the women in turn.
She quickly looked at her Master and saw he had a face like thunder that changed when he said, "Gina, show are guests into the lounge and give them a drink. I have to use the bathroom so when you are finished come upstairs to my bedroom."
Gina stood and showed Sheila and Carrie into the large lounge. She prepared the vodka and tonics that both had requested from the small bar in the corner. Leaving them chatting in the lounge she hurried up the stairs to find out what her Master wanted.
She had hardly set foot in the bedroom when the Master shouted at her "Where is your Mistress?" He was angrier than Gina had ever seen him. His face was red and the veins were sticking out in his neck. Gina was petrified.
Gina mumbled, "I-I-I am not sure Master. She left for her appointment and I haven't seen or heard from her since." Just as she finished speaking they both heard the front door open and then close quickly as someone had hastily entered.
Her Master looked at Gina and in a quiet voice he said, "You have done well Gina. You look very nice, and I am sure that our guests will appreciate your efforts later!" With that he went downstairs to find Ann with Gina in his wake.
Gina stayed about two yards behind her Master as he confronted Ann half way up the stairs. Gina glued her eyes to the stair carpet as the couple had a conversation in hushed tones so as not to upset their guests. The Masters anger was apparent though in the way he hissed his side of their conversation. Ann`s terror was also evident as she stammered over every whispered comment.
The Master: "Where have you been Ann?"