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Helena had joined Marion and Rob. In a few sentences Helena explained to Marion how Sylvia had brought Rob back into the house.

Marion's face colored, she felt a bit guilty too. "I'm sorry Rob. We should have waited for you to talk about the plans. But everything has been explained and forgiven I hope?"

"Some things are still unexplained. It's not clear all the plans have been shared with me. There will be further discussion, but it can wait."

Jenny approached them. With her dark-brown long hair, her makeup dark and dramatic, in a gothic lace dress in black with pointed high heeled boots she almost looked like a mistress herself.

She kissed them all saying: "I waited my turn to congratulate you guys. You look all ravishing. So female, so attractive. Looking at you right now, Rob, I find myself regretting our separation. But I think we've both changed and learned from it." Rob thought he saw sadness flicker quickly through her eyes.

Helena kissed her. "You're always welcome in this house dear. I know you too have changed. We all do; it's a learning process and life isn't easy. But we do what we can for our friends. You are invited to our circle, which gives you certain privileges. You can ask Rob about those. I still have a debt to pay you, but later, you understand, not tonight."

Jenny gave her a warm smile back. "But I can claim a bit of Rob's time tonight?"

"Yes, if Rob has time. Do you, Rob?"

"I think so. Thus far Michelle and Carmen want to, ah, visit with me. Oh, and Elisa, your older friend, Helena. And I believe you have something prepared at 9:00? After that I'm to give time to two of Marion's friends, Simone and Karen."

"Ah, Elisa, I figured she'd ask you. Keep a list, make clear to everyone what time you're available and where."

She turned to Jenny. "One more thing. Rob may perform many actions, but under no circumstances is he allowed to have intercourse, not with anyone. Please don't ask him for this. I will permit you a scene with him in the dungeon sometime in the future, but not today. Tonight he has domestic duties to perform for his wives."

"I understand completely, Helena. I won't ask him to do anything like that. I'm already glad to be here. Everyone is so friendly to me. I'm pretty sure I'll make new friends."

"Have you met Cathy yet? She is a fascinating woman. I'm sure you could find quite a lot to share with each other." Helena gestured toward Cathy.

Rob caught Jenny's elbow to keep her back. "Helena's permission means little to me, I am not her toy to give away. If you want something, I must agree. Before any scene, before even entering a dungeon, we talk about limits and you commit to me you will respect my limits. That's one of the contracts you saw us sign at the engagement party. There are consequences for going too far, falling on you but very heavily on Helena."

She nodded to him, eyes suddenly more solemn.

Helena introduced Jenny to Cathy. In a few moments the two women were having a deep conversation, they seemed to like each other.

Rob told Helena and Marion he would take off his dress and wear his suit and pants, but he would keep his lingerie on. Then he would help with drinks and so on.

Helena and Marion watched him going upstairs. To climb the steps. he had to lift the skirt of his bridal dress, showing anyone looking his sexy legs clad in nylons. Rob wasn't aware of it, but he gave a lovely show to several women.

"Marion, you have no idea what kind of disaster we almost were in -- again," Helen said. "And I must confess, it was our own fault. Naturally he was unhappy we made decisions about what he would do without even asking his thoughts. I tried to tell him it's because he wasn't here, but in vain. Thanks go to Sylvia who put him on the spot saying make up with us or take the consequences. He thought things over, luckily for us he understood. The things Sylvia said to him seemed to help."

She shook her head and sighed.

"He was right on one thing. Some of those questions Michelle asked him should have been asked by us, here on the ground floor, not in a scene. He even showed us how, with that discussion in the living room. He didn't appreciate being asked for these answers by a stranger and in bondage. We thought he might speak more freely, but just the opposite.

"And, I just found out Sylvia is secretly in love with him. She asked for her 30 minutes. I could not do anything else except to invite her into our bedroom. I expect you may have a hard time accepting this change tonight. But, Marion, I've known Sylvia for over 20 years, she has never asked anything before this. I didn't have the heart to refuse her."

Marion laid her arm on Helena's. "Don't worry. We'll have him for ourselves so many more nights. Who knows - it might be fun with Sylvia. I suppose it will be a hot night and, oh, Helena, everyone is excited about nine o'clock. Rob will have the surprise of his life. No one refused, not one. There will be a lot of horny women here. I must change later into my Mistress outfit, bride or no bride."

"Yes, good idea, I'll do the same. Together we're playing security officers - but differently." They smiled at each other and kissed.

Soon they saw Rob had returned. In his suit, he was carrying a tray filled with drinks. He served the women, smiling and chatting, getting plenty of attention. He'd seen Cathy and Kim doing the same, assuring him he wasn't doing it alone.

Helena looked at her watch, it was almost time. She went upstairs and quickly changed into her domina gear. She looked in the mirror and decided to give her face a more dramatic impression, more suited for her role as Mistress. She'd added black around her eyes and a very dark red lipstick. The transition was stark: from a loving bride to a cruel mistress in less than 15 minutes. Helena liked what she saw and went downstairs to face her guests.

When she walked downstairs again, some women who didn't knew her were almost frightened from her transformation. She chuckled, tonight they would be really shocked. Well, they were not obliged to stay.

She called everyone in the living room to move to the dining room for an announcement.

Soon everybody had gathered in the dining room, including Marion who had also changed into an outfit better suited for the plans for the rest of the evening. She was dressed in the same manner as Helena, but she wore a red leather dress instead of a skirt and blouse.

"Okay, ladies. Most of you know me pretty well. Some of you don't know everything about me, so there's something that must be said. We, Marion and I, are sometimes S&M Mistresses."

Some women whispered.

Helena waited until it was quiet again. "It's important to us, but understand it's not our entire life. Today we are giving the ones who are interested a small example of what it can be. My fiancée, Rob, you have seen him dressed as a bride. From now until nine, he will continue to serve, in a few ways. You all know there will be a small surprise at nine, arranged especially for his benefit. After nine o'clock he is committed and no longer available.

"We ask all women who are staying here overnight to participate in our surprise. If you don't intend to play along, I must ask you to leave after dinner, I'm quite serious about this."

Some of the women began whispering.

Helena waited silently until no more women were talking as she wanted their full attention.

"Are there any women who want to leave before our nine o'clock surprise? We've transportation laid on for you, if required. Please raise your hands."

Helena looked at them, especially the faces she didn't know, but none expressed reservations.

"So, you all intend to stay. Well, you know what I asked as a dress code, we ask you to comply from the time of Rob's surprise until tomorrow morning. Thus, ladies, we'll all walk around in our lingerie. It's warm enough in the house and I expect it will get hotter."

Laughter and giggles greeted her comment.

"At half past nine we open the dungeon for everyone who is curious. I must warn you, the equipment there is very explicit and even scary looking. There is even - let me say it bluntly - a fucking machine. It is available for use. If you do, please use the condoms."

Helena looked at her audience. She was seeing excitement and curiosity. She could almost smell a room full of aroused women.

"There will be a demonstration, it will be quite real. I have two volunteers who will act as bottom or submissive. If you cannot face it at any time, please leave, but don't interfere with what is happening. Remember, the Mistress doesn't do anything the sub is not asking for. In other words, in a scene the submissive really controls what the Mistress can do, it's not the other way 'round. The sub can make it stop in an instant, as can the mistress, if they feel it has gone too far. Please keep this in mind when watching what goes on."

On his way to the stair to change into the maid's dress, Rob could hear Helena say the sub can make it stop. He thought his experience had been quite different.

"My last request for this evening is there of course is plenty of everything, but please be careful with drinking, please don't drink too much. Drunken people will be removed from the dungeon, I promise you. We cannot let you distract from the scene, we cannot let you become a danger to yourselves or others, given the equipment present. Sylvia is here from my security people, I assure you she's perfectly capable of removing anyone who is not in control of themselves. Not even Rob is a match for her. So be warned."

Helena looked around. Everyone was silent after her warning. She then smiled, to cut through some of the heaviness of her words.

"This is my house and you are all my guests. There are enough bedrooms for everyone. Please use the bedroom as if it was your own bedroom at home. For your comfort all bedrooms have their own bathroom en suite. Enjoy yourselves! All I ask of you is to behave. Please do as you wish this evening, but please up in the bedrooms only, no intimate activities here on the ground floor.

"Ah! I almost forgot. You're all welcome to stay as long as you like tomorrow. There is no dress code on Sunday, wear what is comfortable and practical. The dungeon will be locked tomorrow so if someone wants to do a session, you must ask Marion, Cathy or myself. I also expect everybody to leave Monday noon at latest." She grinned, some in the crowded room laughed.

"Again, for all of you, a pleasant and sexy stay with us!"

Marion was standing at the door of the dining room, she had seen Rob return. He'd walked down the stair carefully, wearing his four inch heels and his French maid's outfit. Marion smirked at him, finally showing some inexperience as he struggled with such high heels. His feet must killing him already, let alone by half past nine, when he had no further obligations.

When he was in his room to change, he'd seen the collection of dildos and box of condoms Helena have left. His list now had Michelle, Jenny, Carmen and Elisa- and not to forget Simone and Karen. He wondered what Elisa would want him to do. He decided to start with Carmen. Jenny or Elisa could follow. Michelle and he would play directly after dinner and their evening walk together. He was looking forward to her company. Despite some things he'd said to her, she had his respect.

The French Maid's outfit was ravishing, as was everything Helena bought for him. It fit him perfectly, no doubt it cost a fortune. A black satin body, puffed sleeves, the skirt ending just above his knees. All the satin had a lace trim from the finest material. It closed in front. The three large buttons were decoration, it was held closed by several tiny hooks in the placket behind the buttons.

A matching black satin choker went around his neck. The inside of the collar was embroidered with the name of Helena and Marion, with two red hearts and a gold ring between the names. He knew its meaning perfectly well: he belonged to his loving Mistresses. It made him blush, shivers went over his spine and he felt little hairs tingling. He also felt love. Was this what it was like to be collared?

The white petticoat that came with the outfit fit perfectly around his hips. Its lace came two inches below the skirt, no chance of it staying hidden. He loved petticoats, the softness, the fullness and the way it moved when he was walking.

He sighed putting on the high heels Helena had set out to go with the outfit. It would become a long evening, on his feet in these shoes.

He went to the kitchen again, filled some glasses with wine, champagne and fresh juice. He he went round with a tray, offering the guests refreshments. Some of the women were still cowed by the impression Helena's outfit made while some were much bolder. Rob experienced the first pinch on his bum in his life; he almost dropped his tray. He gave a disapproving look to those women, who looked back very innocently.

Rob located Carmen, caught her eye and tilted his head. She gave her attention to the talk in the group she was in, then found an opportunity to excuse herself. She walked past Rob, who was clearing glasses to a tray, went upstairs and let herself into his room.

It was a few minutes before Rob came in. He locked the door behind him. "So, Carmen, we are alone, we cannot be disturbed."

Carmen wore a long purple dress of satin. It fitted perfectly, clinging to her figure. He kissed her. She responded eagerly, pushing her tongue into his mouth.

He turned her, unzipped her dress and she stepped out of it. The dress fell to the floor and Rob admired her, she stood in a black lace slip that reached to her knees. He eased her back onto his bed. She lifted her hips as he reached with both hands to slip her knickers down her legs, then set them aside.

Rob kissed her on mouth again, one hand moving over the slip to caress her breasts. Still kissing, his hand wandered lower to caress her thighs. When his hand moved between her legs, her found her wet, with a lovely, erect clitoris. She made a contented sound as he moved his fingers slowly. He kept moving softly but her hips began to encourage him to do more. She stopped kissing him to moan, "what are you doing to me?"

Her hand was encouraging his head to move down between her legs but Rob had another plan. He continued kissing her, his tongue gently pushing into her mouth until she opened her mouth, her tongue greeting his. Finally he increase the stimulation to he clit. Immediately her breath became more ragged. She alternated between closing her mouth to kiss him and stopping to pant.

Then she cried out, "Oh, Rob! Ah! Ah! Ah!" as she reached her peak. Rob kept kissing and caressing, keeping her in ecstasy for a minute, perhaps more. Finally she simply relaxed, turning her head away to take deep breaths. Rob continued caressing slowly, sometimes drawing a shiver from her when he crossed a sensitive spot. He covered her cheek with small kisses.

Carmen reached down to pull his hand from between her legs, then gave him a long kiss. After a bit of cuddling it was time for Rob to reappear with the party, He hadn't undressed at all, so he was about to simply walk back out the door when Carmen called him to stop. "Check your makeup."

Rob looked in the mirror and thought most of his makeup was okay. He did have a mix of Carmen's lipstick and his gloss on his lips, so he wiped his mouth clean and reapplied his gloss.

Carmen came to stand beside him as he finished, voicing her approval. Rob admired how good she looked in the slinky black slip.

"Come shopping in my boutique, Rob. I'll give you the discount I give all my lovers."

"I'll try, dear. Would you like help getting dressed?"

"No, I'll be fine. Can I have five minutes?"

"You can have twenty. My next appointment isn't this sort."

Chapter 34

Rob found Elisa seated in the dining room. It was quieter there, only a few women chatting. Rob was uncomfortable again, wearing the maid's costume with all these faces he didn't recognize. Suddenly he realized, except for Jenny, Kate and few others, he knew none of these guests, not a single one of them. Perhaps their perceptions didn't matter after the end of the party.

He caught sight of Elisa. She had a friendly face, he thought. Her hair had been dyed blonde but Rob saw some hints of gray at the roots. Her green eyes had a light that belied her age. They looked through him, he felt, imagining they saw everything, even his thoughts, as he stepped to where she was seated.

She pointed at her dress, "Do you approve?" She chuckled when she noticed his uncertainty. "It was for you I wore this dress; look, my petticoat!" and she lifted her dress to reveal a magnificent wide and soft pink petticoat, with layers of lace.

Rob was uncertain how to answer. Had Helena told all of them how to dress for his benefit?

"Do I make you uneasy Rob? Would you like to go somewhere more private?" She saw the questions on Rob's face and quickly said, "No. Not a bedroom. I'm flattered, but keep your strength for the younger women demanding your attention."

She took his hand. "I'm sorry. I'm making this no easier for you. Let's go somewhere to talk in privacy. Do you know a place?"

"We can go to the library, the next room. It's locked for the party, but you and I can make an exception."

He gave her an arm and together they walked to the locked door at the back of the living room. Rob knew where the key was kept and quickly had the door open for Elisa. She entered, Rob followed and closed the door behind them.

He showed Elisa to a seat on a chair before the fireplace.

"Would you like something to drink?"

"Some water, please."

Rob went through the other door, just down the corridor to the kitchen. He left the kitchen with two bottles of water and two glasses with a little ice. Nicky and Inca followed him and made themselves comfortable lying on the thick carpet.

"It seems they, too want someplace a bit quieter," he commented.

She sat, looking at him, as if she wasn't sure just how to begin.

She started to laugh with a bright sound. Rob was flabbergasted.

"I'm sorry love; you should see yourself, with a wig, make-up and your pretty uniform. And I, I'm not used to wearing something like my dress, either. I'm usually more straight-laced"

Rob blushed. "I didn't choose this either, in fact I've never seen this costume before. It was laid out for me to put on after the wedding gown. Like you, my dress code is dictated by our hostess. I don't mind when it's just the few women, but in front of a houseful of women I'm less sure. I just realized I know very few of the guests, the rest are all new to me. You're the first to laugh. Perhaps you're the first to be honest."

"I can see the humor of it. I certainly see the love you have for Helena, loyalty as well. I know she asked you to do this and I think I know why."

"Why? How would you know?"

"Rob, I must tell you something about your fiancée. I've known her since I was, I think 25 or so, yes. We were neighbors, we each lived in houses like castles. Not a real castle, of course, but that's how it seemed to us as children. By next door I mean two miles away. Our parents had busy social lives, it came with the wealth. Children didn't fit in so we were both sent away to boarding schools. Life there was not so nice. Let's just say I was glad to become old enough to live on my own. Helena is eight years younger than me, but because we had horses in common, we often got together to ride on holidays and so on. We became like sisters, I gave her advice many times.

"It took her a long time, but finally she opened up to me. From her first year there, she preferred the boarding school rather than home. She was so lonely at home, her sister Kate was born 12 years after her. Her father was a cruel man, he didn't care for her. He wanted a son; it was a big disappointment for him to have only two daughters. I don't believe Helena was sexually abused, but certainly she was in other ways. She told me the beatings could be severe and quite arbitrary in their origin. Her father had his frustrations and he took it out on her. She showed me the welts on her body more than once. She cried on my shoulder, you have no idea how much she has cried. She was deeply miserable. I did what I could, but my options to help were few.