Thanks again to Amanda for her quick editing job. This storyline has 2 more parts before I'll move onto something else for a while. If you enjoy them please vote or leave comments. I read them and appreciate them as well. Thank you.
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Friday started out completely different then any other day so far this week. For the first time since coming to the house no one had come in to wake you during the middle of the night to sate their sexual appetite. For the past two days both he and Camille had been making a big deal about Friday night's party obviously this was part of the preparation for it.
"Oh my God," you say looking at your alarm clock on the night stand, "I can't believe how late it is!"
Taped to the side of your clock is a note:
S;
When you are awake press the button under the
note and follow the instructions you are given.
"It certainly seems straight forward enough," you say giggling to yourself and pressing the button.
No bell rings, no lights light and no buzzer blares, instead 2 women walk into the room. Both wear a pair of thigh high boots, wrist cuffs and bright red ball gags in their mouths. One hands you a note:
Please relax for now and join us in the bathroom in five minutes.
We will have everything prepared for you.
Despite the fact that you have to pee you wait patiently for the five minutes to pass. The sound of running water and the smell of lavender emanate from the bathroom. When the time is up you slowly rise from the bed and enter the bathroom. Walking directly to the toilet, thankfully you had gotten used to peeing with an audience. Just as you finished drying yourself the two women escorted you to the tub. As they lean over you it's impossible not to notice the small necklaces they wear with a thin titanium band hanging from the necklace. It looks very familiar but you don't remember where you have seen it.
The tub is full of your favorite lavender bubble bath. The two women take you by the arms and help you step into the tub. The adventures of this past week have exhausted your body beyond belief. As you pussy and ass hit the hot water you wince slightly. Eventually the water has a soothing effect on your body. The water soothes your tired and sore muscles as you finally rest in the tub. Looking around you notice your razor is missing as well as your shampoo. As you turn to look to ask the women where they are you only catch a glimpse of them as they step out of the room. Suddenly you notice another note next to the tub.
We will be back after you have had time to relax.
Please do not move or he will be upset.
We are here to take care of you.
While you relax in the tub you realize it's the first time this week you have been able to actually relax. Before you know it you close your eyes and fall back asleep.
At some point in time you reawake to the sight of the two women standing over the tub. You have no idea how long they have been there but now that they see you are awake they assist you out of the tub. Both of them use oversize plush towels to dry your body. They escort you to the sink and have you sit on a small padded stool. Each of them kneels in front of you and begins to lather your legs. Using the hot water in the sink and warm towels to clean and soothe your legs they begin to shave you.
"I guess when you said you were here to take care of me," you say looking down at the two of them, "you really meant it."
Neither woman lifts her eyes from their tasks. It's then that you notice both of the women are wearing the same necklace. It's a simple silver chain with a diamond pendant in an odd shape. You have seen that mark before but can't seem to remember where. Your attendants spread your legs further and shave your inner thigh and across your mound. The act distracts you enough so you don't consider the pendants any longer.
After shaving the rest of you each woman takes a foot and paints your toenails a bright red color. When they finish you feet them move quickly to your hands making them match your freshly painted toes. Once again they depart the bathroom allowing you time for your extremities to dry. Despite the warm air in the bathroom you are tingling with excitement.
The two women enter again in unison and take your hands helping you up from the stool. One of the women lifts your arms above your head. When she let's go you begin to lower them. She lifts them again and tries to mumble something through her gag.
"Do you want me to keep them up?" you ask quietly.
She immediately nods yes. As you stand there with your arms in the air the two attendants begin to run a lotion over your skin starting at your ankles and working up. They rub the lotion everywhere on your body. Their slicked hands moving over your body excite you, soon your nipples are hard and your pussy is wet.
"Well it doesn't take much to make me horny these days I guess." You say out loud. You're not sure but you believe one of the two attendants laugh behind their gag. "Oh good morning Camille." You say watching Camille walk through the bedroom door.
Immediately you notice the two attendants have become more rigid and involved in their work. Obviously they had met Camille before as well.
"Good afternoon slut." Camille says smiling as she enters the bathroom. "I trust you are being well taken care of?"
"Oh yes," you reply eagerly, "They have been wonderful to me. Who are they?"
"You only have a few more hours and all of your questions will be answered," Camille explains trying to dodge the question, "it will all be addressed soon won't it girls?" The two attendants stand and without bringing their gaze higher than Camille's feet nod in agreement. "Leave us now," Camille says sharply, "But don't go far your work is not done yet." The two attendants nod again before scurrying out of the room. "The bath and the lotion will help make your skin soft and pleasurable to touch; the bath obviously soothed your body and relaxed your muscles." Camille explains in a soft tone allowing her hand to glide across your shoulders and breast bone, "The attendants will do your make-up and help you dress."
"Dress for what Camille?" you ask leaning into her touch, "Please..." Your words are cut off as Camille firmly grabs your mouth and holds your face tightly in her hand.
"There is a party tonight slut," Camille says in a semi hiss, "You will be serving hors d'oeuvres and drinks to a number of very, very important people." Camille squeezes her hand on your jaw to emphasize her words. "That is all you will get to know right now." Camille gently kisses your lips before releasing your face and walking out of the room.
As soon as Camille departs the two attendants walk quickly back into the room. Their understanding eyes meet yours. Obviously they had been on the receiving point of this treatment at one point. The women move you back to the padded stool facing away from the mirror. As one begins to comb out your hair the other begins to apply your make-up. Seeing Camille has taken the light mood out of the room and the two women are all business. One applies eye shadow as the other begins to arrange your hair. For the first time in a week your hair will be in something other then a ponytail! You haven't seen a clock since waking up this morning so you have no idea how long this process is taking.
"I can't wait to see what you have done." You say looking at the woman who has done your makeup. She smiles around her gag and nods while holding up one finger. "Will you both be done soon?" You ask trying to contain your excitement. Another nod yes is your reward.
Obviously with the special treatment being given today the party tonight is very big indeed. The hands on either shoulder let you know it's time to stand up.
"Oh my!" you say catching the first glimpse of yourself in the mirror. "I look amazing, thank you both so much."
Your hair is pulled back and up as if you were being dressed for a formal dinner and your make up, while a little darker then you normally wear it, is absolutely perfect. The attendants hold your trembling hands and smile at your excitement. Soon the two of them are motioning for you to follow them back into your bedroom.
"I can only imagine what I'll be wearing." You say as you exit the bathroom.
Your attendants smile wide behind their gags and motion for you to sit on the bed. One of them produces a pair of stockings and hands one of them to the other. They roll the black stockings before slipping them over your now dry toes. The stockings are soft and feel very silky against your freshly shaven and pampered legs. The attendants take you by the hands and have you stand.
"I can't wait to see the dress he's picked out for me." You say watching your attendants closely. For some reason the two of them laugh.
At this point one woman is clasping a garter belt around your waist while the other is clasping a front clasp black lace bra around your chest.
"Well at least it offers some support." You say looking at the bra. The cups only hold the underside of your breasts with a small patch of satin and padding. The garter belt is matching black lace and is now fastened to your stocking tops. ".... and obviously panties won't be an issue."
"You don't need panties." Camille says walking into the bedroom. Camille carries something in her hands but she is blocking part of it with her body. "Now stand still while I put this on you."
Camille then fastens a stiff belt around your waist.
"What is this Camille?" You ask looking down at your waist. Your view is then obstructed as a collar is slid over your head and locked into place. "Wait, what is going on?"
"Just relax slut," Camille says fastening two chains to the collar, "it's almost time to go downstairs."
It was becoming obvious that this was not going to be a normal dinner party, as your hands were clasped behind your back. The attendants then place a pair of heels in front of your feet which you dutifully step into. Finally you are walked over to the full length mirror in the bedroom. The heels you are wearing have ankle straps with small brass locks securing them in place. With out panties and the cup-less bra leaves your body exposed to anyone's touch and your having your hands secured behind your back leaves you unprotected. The leather collar around your neck has small rhinestones on it that spell out the word "SLUT".
