The following morning Mark got up early for his tee time. That gave Dana an empty house to clean. She cleaned each room as if cleaning was her only passion in life. All she wanted to do was make sure Mark was pleased when he returned home.
For the most part, the cleaning kept her mind off what was going to happen that night. There was one moment though when she was cleaning a mirror and she looked at herself and just stared. She said, "what am I doing?" Over and over to herself. As she contemplated the last few weeks and what was about to happen that night, she began to feel sick. Her heart started pounding and her hands became tingly. She felt dizzy and realized she was having a panic attack.
After sitting down on the sofa and taking some deep breaths she started to feel better. Once she cleared her head she went back to cleaning as her husband had instructed her to do. The small moment of clarity she had was pushed aside by the overwhelming feeling of submission. It was as if she had been experiencing outer body experiences each time Maddie dominated and humiliated her. It was like a drug; her drug and her body were constantly craving a fix.
After cleaning, Dana prepared dinner for Mark and left it on the stove. She showered, doing everything in her power not to touch herself. When she was finished, it was about time for her to get dressed in the clothes Maddie had bought for her. As she stood naked in her bedroom, staring at the outfit laid out on the bed, she realized Mark still wasn't home.
Dana made sure her hair and makeup were done in a way Maddie would have wanted. Next, she got dressed and once again stared at herself in the mirror. She looked like a woman who was headed to a club to find a guy for the night.
The shirt was so low cut it came down to her navel. She couldn't wear anything under it, and she didn't know how she was going to possibly keep her big tits in it all night. The pants were a size too small and by some miracle she was able to squeeze herself into them. Last she put on the golden six-inch stiletto heels that immediately made her feet start to hurt.
As she put the finishing touches on her outfit, she could hear the garage door open. Not being able to move very quickly because of the tight pants and heels, Dana carefully made her way downstairs. She wanted to heat up Mark's food for him. But before she even made it to the kitchen, she could hear Mark come in, and he wasn't alone.
She recognized Maddie's laugh as the two came in together. When they both saw Dana, they stopped in their tracks.
"I cleaned the house from top to bottom, just like you told me too." Dana said to Mark, almost with pride in her voice.
Mark didn't acknowledge anything she said or make mention of how spotless the house was. Still smiling, he looked his wife up and down, and walked into the kitchen.
Maddie on the other hand did have something to say. She told Dana how hot she looked and added, "If we brought you to the city and put you on a street corner, we'd make a ton of money."
Dana told Mark that she had food ready for him, but Mark informed her that when he stopped to pick up Maddie, she made him something to eat. He added, "I didn't realize Maddie was such a great cook."
Maddie smiled at the compliment as Dana wilted. With that, Maddie said it was time to head over to Bridget's. Maddie asked Dana if she was nervous? When Dana replied that she was, Maddie told her, "Good, you should be."
It was only about a 10-minute car ride to Bridget's house. Mark drove while Maddie sat behind him and Dana sat in the rear passenger seat. As they traveled Maddie rubbed Dana's left leg and told her what she expected of her. "Under no circumstances are you to contradict anything I say tonight. You go along with whatever I say or tell you to do, understood?"
Dana nodded and said she understood. She had gone back to taking deep breaths to calm herself down, but they weren't helping much. She looked at Mark happily driving them to their destination, and she thought that her only chance to save herself from Maddie's grasp was the chance Mark gave her last night. Mark was probably looking to save himself as much as he was looking to save her. It was clear though that after last night, Mark was under Maddie's spell as well.
"You know Dana," Maddie said just as they pulled up to the house. It almost sounded funny hearing Maddie refer to her by her actual name again. "There is a part of me that almost feels bad about what I'm going to put you through tonight. Then I think about what a pathetic little slut you turned out to be and I don't feel so bad anymore. This is going to be hell for you, and I can't wait."
With that Maddie turned to Mark and gave him a kiss and thanked him for driving them. As Dana exited the vehicle Mark didn't say anything to her.
The two women approached Bridget's house and just as they were getting to the front door, Dana began to have second thoughts about going in. She stopped walking and looked back toward the car. Mark was still sitting in front of the house watching them. She thought to herself, 'If I go back to the car right now, and asked Mark to take me away from here, would he?' Dana would never find out the answer because just then Maddie grabbed Dana's arm to get her attention. She opened her pocketbook and inside was the dog collar and leash. "Don't make me put this on you and drag you inside because I will." Maddie appeared very annoyed at Dana's hesitation.
That was enough to make any second thoughts that Dana have disappear.
When Bridget answered the door, she greeted Maddie with a hug, but her entire demeanor changed as soon as she saw Dana. Her eyes widened and she pulled back. Dana entered the home and said "hello" to Bridget but got no response back.
The ladies walked into the kitchen where the other two women, Beth and Carol, were already standing around the center island. Both women, like Bridget were a little older than Dana, who in turn was a little older than Maddie. The three woman, Bridget, Beth and Carol were all married with at least two kids each. They weren't necessarily unattractive women, but their bodies looked like that of women who had children, especially Carol. They certainly weren't knockouts like Dana nor were they the pretty, girl next door type like Maddie.
All the women had the same reaction to Dana's outfit, absolute disgust. They were all dressed casually, these get-togethers were nothing new and dressing up for them wasn't something they did. And even if it was, what Dana was wearing was way over the top. Finally, Carol, who was the most forward of the group spoke up.
"Dana, what the hell are you wearing?!"
Dana looked down at her outfit, her tits almost popping out of the shirt. Before she said anything Maddie spoke up, "I tried to tell her that this was inappropriate to wear but she wouldn't listen. Dana insisted on wearing this tonight. Said she wanted you women to see what a real woman is supposed to look like."
"Oh really?!" Carol fumed. Carol was one of the women who had been particularly resentful of Dana. Out of all the woman in the group, it was fair to say that Carol was the least attractive. She had short, curly, black hair, pale skin and was constantly battling her weight. In her mind, Dana was the same type of girl as the ones back in high school that used to bully and torment her.
"Thank goodness my children are at my mother's and Larry is away on business." Bridget said, talking about her family.
Maddie took the opportunity to jump in again. "You wouldn't believe what Dana told me in the car on the way over. She said, too bad Larry wasn't here tonight to see her in this outfit. Maybe it would turn him on enough to actually have sex with you again."
