Chapter 9 Part II
Part II -The Alternative view
Watching on the CCTV I see that Kay is waking up. I get myself ready by changing into a tight red latex mini dress and matching 5" red Louboutin stilettos. I put on a deep red lipstick which compliments my manicured nails. It's been 10 hours since Kay passed out in her cage at the end of the auction.
The plan has worked well as we have been able to transport her completely obliviously to this new location. The room she is in has been made to look like the rooms at the English Country mansion she had originally gone to the previous evening.
I watch her on the CCTV as she sits up and has a drink of water from the jug on the bedside table, and then pauses for a few minutes clearly trying to understand where she is, before she then gradually gets up from the bed.
I watch her walk so beautifully in her amazing stiletto heel thigh boots over to the curved wall mirror and starts to look at herself; is she admiring how good she looks in her outfit? Yes, I think she is! this is good as it suggests she is quite relaxed. This is my opportunity, whilst she is distracted; so I decide to slip in through the door and then make my way towards the bed.
The deeply carpeted floor makes my approach totally silent, especially as Kay is wearing the hood which masks her hearing a bit. After a few moments she turns around and sees me and starts to come towards me, I can see surprise in her eyes and then recognition as she starts to smile.
I go and sit on the edge of the bed and she joins me. This is my most nervous moment waiting to find out if she has any inkling of what has happened to her. I start to talk to her to find out what she does and does not remember. She is obviously a little confused, but not worried at all.
It is obvious she is pleased to see me; indeed I can tell I have chosen exactly the right outfit. I notice her eyes appraising my body and instinctively I know she is aroused. This is a great sign.
As we start to talk it is obvious straight away that she remembers nothing after passing out in the cage. I now start to tell her things that will make her question her own memory and spin my story that actually she did not pass out until much later.
As I tell her about what supposedly happened before she passed out she seems to believe me and she assumes she has just forgotten because she had too much to drink; and whilst I had ensured she had had a few drinks during the evening it was actually what was in the gag that finally caused her to pass out.
Things are going really well so I now up the stakes and lean in closer and subtly slide my hand onto her smooth latex encased thigh and stroke her leg towards her crotch. Her reaction is critical if I am to get through the most difficult part of what I have to tell her. Almost involuntarily I notice her shift her position and open her legs slightly. Yes she wants me to touch her; she is aroused just as I planned.
I remind her that she won the auction and that we then went on to the party together.
I can tell she is not really focusing on what I am telling her which is exactly what I wanted, she is accepting it all on trust because her mind is on where my hand is heading.
I let my hand slide down between her legs my fingers just gently brushing the edge of her tightly latex clad pussy, I can feel her heat. I know I have her because she lets out a little gasp. I know her body is responding to my touch. This is perfect as I can move onto the more tricky part of the conversation about who bought her and what her commitment is with "the prize" for coming top of the auction.
Using my fingers, I gently trace the outline of her labia through the latex catsuit, I can feel the heat and wetness spreading under the thin latex separating my figures from her pussy. I am so close I can hear how her breathing has quickened. I see her eyelids flutter as she enjoys the sensation and I see her nipples harden showing through the latex. This is now my time to cover the tricky part of the conversation.
"So, you remember you signed that agreement to take part in the auction when we were in the dressing room."
"Yes." Kay vaguely mutters.
"I just need to remind you that because the bidding reached more than £100K the agreement is that instead of them just getting the outfit, they get you to wear the outfit as well."
"Hmmm right, so?" she replies but is hardly paying any attention.
"Whenever they want, for up to 12 months." I tell her.
A vaguely whispered acknowledgement of "Hmm yes." is almost lost in the pleasure she is feeling as my fingers working her pussy.
Having achieved that objective, I change the subject quickly.
"You enjoyed performing last night didn't you?" I say to her.
"And when you were in that cage, you were oozing sex appeal sweetie. You are a natural performer."
"Would you consider doing me the honour of getting back in the cage so I can play with you?" I ask her.
"Look I even got dressed up specially for you... do you like it?" I say.
By now Kay's arousal is such that is all she can think of.
"Sue you look stunning." she replies almost moaning with desire.
"So,. will you do it for me?" I ask.
"What, now?" she replies.