Lucy was now kneeling in a row of three beautiful young women. Each with their legs spread and hands placed on their thighs awaiting orders as Nathaniel walked along the row as if inspecting his flock. With his feet he pushed Lucy's thighs apart just a tad further, "That's better Lucy and keep your back straight."
Lucy adjusted her posture looking straight ahead, her heart was beating faster, her mind filled with anticipation. She could still feel the red marks on her ass as her cheeks pressed against her heels.
"Now girls, I think Lucy here should be dressed a little more appropriately don't you think?" Nathaniel asked as Amy and Charlotte both quickly nodded and replied, "Yes Sir."
"Would you like that Lucy?", looking down at her.
Lucy looked over her long flowing black gown, which though beautiful, was not quite appropriate for the position she now found herself in and nodded silently in agreement. He offered his hand to the redhead rising her up to her feet, "Stand up dear."
"Now turn around." Lucy slowly turned, her heels echoing against the wooden floor as the dungeon lay silent. Nathaniel then began to unzip her dress, gently pulling it down as it fell from her shoulders. Lucy instinctively raised her hands to cover her bra, but Nathaniel calmly interjected.
"Hands by your side." She did as told, and felt the long dress fall down her hips and legs, Nathaniel taking her hand helping her to step out of it. He vanished behind her to the end of the dungeon as she stood there nervously now in just her heels and underwear, the girls looking up at her smiling.
Nathaniel opened up a large walk in closet at the back of the room, delicately hanging up the dress and perusing the variety of outfits. All sorts of leather, rubber, lingerie and uniforms hung up on display as he made his choice, taking an outfit from one of the hooks.
Lucy could hear him approach again from behind, her nerves rising, he bent down and held the outfit below behind her, "Step back Lucy into the dress." She slowly moved backwards one foot at a time and looked down as a black shiny material rose up her body. He pulled it up halfway just below her waist, "Remove your bra please Ms Johnson."
She apprehensively did as told, unhooking them from behind, knowing not to cover them. The slave girls kneeling in front of her only got a brief peak before Nathaniel pulled the dress up, just about covering her breasts. He snapped the straps over her shoulders and then, hands on her waist, turned her ninety degrees to face a mirror. Nathaniel took her now unneeded bra from her hands and stepped to the side allowing her a full view.
Lucy stepped forward for a better look at what she was now wearing, and her eyes lit up as she saw herself. She was now coated in black latex that pushed up her breasts, exposing her cleavage and chest. The rubber running tightly down her body and hips before flaring into a short skirt that showed off just a hint of her ass. She ran her downs the material, feeling the slick rubber for the first time. It was weird but she couldn't deny how amazing she looked and how smooth and nice it felt, giving off a little smile.
"Now that's more appropriate for this room don't you think Lucy?", eyeing up her new appearance. She smiled and replied, "Yes Mr Black, its lovely." Running her hands along the skirt, turning to view herself in the mirror from every angle.
"Good girl, now hand me your underwear and kneel back down with Amy and Charlotte there." His voice again calm but authoritative. She blushed a little as she bent down removing her underwear and shyly handing them over to him. Kneeling back down, she resumed her position and spread her legs, the skirt riding up and exposing her.
Nathaniel could feel the moistness of her underwear as he placed it to the side. He silently approached Charlotte and clipped a leash to her collar, tugging at it. Lucy watched as she crawled along after him towards the bed. He raised her up by the leash and stood her at the foot of the bed facing outwards.
He proceeded to take a bundle of white rope from the shelf and took Charlotte's arms placing them behind her, one resting on the other. Lucy then watched closely as he slowly and delicately began running the ropes around the slave's arms, back and around the front over her breasts in a beautiful tie. It took a while as he silently bound her, pulling firmly to finish. Charlotte's arms now tightly restrained behind her, her breasts prominently pushed out and synched in a rope bra as she smiled happily restrained.
Nathaniel then sat Charlotte down on the edge of the bed before tilting her backwards until she was lying down. He raised her legs into the air and secured each one to a pair of cuffs that hung either side of the poster bed. He ran his fingers down her legs to her pussy now fully displayed on the edge of the bed, giving it a gentle slap as she flinched in her bondage.
He turned across the room to the other two, still quietly kneeling but watching intensely. "Come here girls," he ordered. Amy set off crawling along the floor as Charlotte had done before. Lucy took a breath and followed suit, now walking on all fours like a dog, her latex skirt riding up and exposing her ass. Amy came to a halt and resumed kneeling, now at the foot of the bed by her Master's feet. Lucy was not far behind, and sat back up onto her knees.
Looking up as she took her kneeling position Lucy was now inches away from Charlotte's glistening pussy, held in place by ropes and cuffs. Nathaniel looked down at the two women and smirked, "Now Lucy. It seems you've been having all the fun so far, whether on the bed here with Amy under your dress or in the shower earlier."
Lucy listened, blushing a little as she sensed what might be coming next.
"Well, Charlotte here has been a very good girl all day and I think she deserves some pleasure, don't you agree Lucy?" Unlike with Amy and Charlotte, he constantly sought confirmation from the young reporter, she was not his slave like the other two girls.