London , England
Ms. Fellowes apartment
The present
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Virginia loved her job because she had no scruples and loved money. For the next short while she had the use of a most sort after London apartment and a new new toy to play with. She had no idea where Simon got them but, hey ; here was another one that was to get her mind rewired, willing or not.
The first day was a real bummer with all the mess so she might as well get started. She had changed into her nurses uniform which was white thigh boots, a short mini skirt with a very tight shirt and cap. They were the like the ones you bought at any good sex shop in Soho. She retrieved a collar, locks and chain from her box of tricks and went back to Ms. Fellowes and her problems. She also took her phone with it's camera. Ms Fellowes hadn't moved.
FLASH!!!
" Ms. Fellowes, Ms. Fellowes; I see you have had an accident. I'm a silly girl as I didn't know you were incontinent . Ms. Fellowes shouldn't we get you cleaned up?"
Susan was humiliated, degraded and confused which was just what the nurse wanted in fact. Clean ; some one had mentioned clean , wanted to be clean, yes she wanted to be clean.
"Yes clean ... clean."
" Ms. Fellowes, would you like to let me help you to be clean?"
The drug she had unknowingly ingested had confused her, she couldn't think. Her mind would start off on a thought but she couldn't hold it; work on it,develop it. Her thoughts kept returning to her humiliating state and the soaking mess between her legs.
". . . yes."
It took her a few moments to get that out. Virginia made another suggestion to her knowing that what little thinking capacity she had would be on the word " clean " rather then the fact she was about to be collared.
"First thing is first then, I'm going to put a collar and chain on your neck because if I don't do that I can't get you clean . Do you want to be clean Ms. Fellowes?"
". . . . clean."
Virginia didn't know the name of the drug as it was too long . She just called it confusion. It certainly worked.
" Do you want me to put the collar on then so we can start to be clean?"
" . . . yes ,clean."
Virginia moved across to Ms. Fellowes and locked the collar and then the end of the long chain to the shelf. She released the chained wrists and dropped the hand cuffs to the floor. She moved out of the shower . It was just step by step now. Suggest a reasonable course, add the word " clean " and Ms. Fellowes no longer had enough thought power to question any thing that might stop her from being clean.
" Ms Fellowes to be clean we must get that shoe off, can you do that do you think?"
" . . . clean ."
" To be clean let go of the rail and sit. Good. Turn around and bring your knees up. We have to get that shoe off to be clean."
Susan flopped to the floor; sitting in her own mess and turned and bought up her knees. She had no conception of dignity or modesty left. She had her knees up and spread and had racked her skirt into her lap. Her head was slumped forward and long hair hung over face. Long strands of pubic hair spilled between her thighs from the wet panties.
Ms. Fellowes struggled with the buckle but gave up and just pushed the strap down to free the shoe.
" Very good; what should we do next? What about your suit coat, remove your suit coat Ms. Fellowes to be clean. Cross your legs and remove the coat."
Ms. Fellowes struggled with the last remaining button on the coat but gave up and ripped the front open.
" Now the shirt.Tear the front of the shirt open to be clean and slip out of it."
Ms. Fellowes ripped the shirt open , buttons went every where; and bent forward to free her arms from the shirt. Her hair now lay on the wet dress between her gaping thighs and started soaking up her urine.
FLASH!!!
" Your slip is next, break those straps on your shoulders and then get that bra off. Soon you will be clean."
The straps broke easily and she bent forward further to get to the catches on the back of the bra. As the breasts swung free they hung, covering the belly. They were very large and welled formed .
" Soon you will be clean. Undo your belt and lets get the dress and slip off. Don't stand as we don't want you slipping over, we want you clean."
Ms. Fellowes struggled out of the ruined clothes and pushed the wreckage away from her feet. She was down to panties, garter belt and stockings. Virginia wondered what she was thinking? Could she think?
" Lets get the rest off now and I'll get the bath going so you will be clean."
The bathroom was large and had a Jacuzzi and big bath tub. She started to run some warm water in to the bath. She turned to check her new toy. The women's skin was flawless and the hair spilling off her head was thick with a healthy sheen; well the bits not wet with her urine. Large tufts of body hair peeked out from the armpits, the thick wet pubic patch hide the secrets beneath it well.