Jamie then added: "Now, go into to the dining room where the sisters are having dinner. You need to start serving them dessert." Henry, embarrassed and blushing in front of the women but ready to proceed had difficulty with the first few minutes of activity in his high heels. As he walked in the dining room, it was obvious that the sorority sisters dress more formally for Monday dinner, all of them wearing skirts or dresses, hosiery, heels. When he walked in, none of them paid him any attention. They continued to talk between themselves as if he was invisible in spite of his attire. Jaime pointed him to the kitchen and he started bringing up small bowls of vanilla pudding, giving one to each sorority sister. It took him several trips to bring all the desserts, walking slowly to avoid a trip. Upon delivering the last tray, he turned his ankle in the unfamiliar heels he was wearing. Two of the bowls of pudding dropped to the floor, spraying pudding over the shoes and legs of one of the women.
Henry had a towel, and immediately dropped to his knees and started to wipe up the pudding from the floor. However, he was not sure what to do with the pudding on the shoes and legs. "Lick my shoes clean" was all he heard. Alison had worn one of her favorite outfits, with a gray skirt with a hem six inches above the knee, taupe pantyhose and dark purple patent leather high heels with two small straps buckled around her ankle. Above the straps was a thin gold ankle bracelet. He looked up at her, she gave a nod to proceed. She added "don't you dare put your foul tongue on my nylons." Henry started to lick the pudding off the nearest shoe which required him to crawl under the table to get all sides of the shoe. The other shoe required a more sinuous path as she had crossed her leg bringing the shoe well under the table amongst the nylon clad legs of the other diners. Finally, after all the spots of the pudding were removed, he crawled up from the table and stood in front of Alison after completing the duties. She examined the shoes, which had been perfectly restored to the shiny finish. She took her finger, and scraped the globules of pudding one-by-one on her calf and thigh, each time licking it off her finger sensuously, with eyes closed and an in-and-out motion. Henry's knees felt as if they would buckle, but his cock remained tucked between his legs.
After dinner, the women retreated to the lounge on the first floor and he was left to clear the table. He was getting accustomed to the heels and they weren't actually uncomfortable to wear, but he couldn't imagine 4 or 5 inch heels. When he finished clearing the table, Jamie said "come with me Henry" and took him to the laundry room. Jamie said "we had a '50s retro-party last weekend which required all the sisters to wear stockings and garter belts. The stockings need to be washed, put carefully in a lingerie bag with a fabric softener and in the dryer briefly, no more than 10 minutes on air dry. . Then match up all the pairs of stockings and put them on the table.. Each sister will pick up their stockings in 45 minutes before retreating to their rooms upstairs. Allison's pantyhose also need to be washed and are on top of the basket ".
The laundry room was on the first floor to the right of the front door. On top of the basket were Allison's taupe pantyhose upon which he had spilled the pudding. As soon as Jamie departed the room, he stretched the gusset of the pantyhose with his two hands and lifted it to his nose, pressed it against his face, inspiring deeply the intoxicating aroma of her damp sex intermingled with a faint hint of her perfume. He took long deep breaths, descending into an ecstatic trance. Like an erotic dream, he replayed the events that took place just a few minutes ago. He imagined having the pantyhose crotch held in place over his face, with a web created from the legs tying it in Place so he could stimulate himself with both hands while simultaneously inhaling the whiffs of addicting ether. .
He started scheming to keep these pantyhose for future adornment during his self-pleasure, but not knowing what was in store for the evening, he abandoned the thought. Also, in the basket were intermingled 25 pairs of unmatched stockings. He started to carefully wash them in the detergent and noticed most of them had patches of dried semen that was difficult to remove. In one stocking, the reinforced toe of the stocking was completely filled with dried semen, and Henry imagined the lucky boyfriend who was obviously masturbated with the stocking over his cock. Another had a reinforced foot, obviously used for a footjob as the sole was covered with the dried, crusty material.
There was a variety of vintage stockings. Some had reinforced heels and toes, some were full fashioned, some with Cuban heels, others simply sheer. He washed them all with great care, rinsed and put them to be air-dried as instructed. Then, he was able to accurately match the pairs of hosiery, except for 2 stockings that did not have a match. He started to fantasize what happened to the missing stockings- maybe damaged during intercourse, or used as a blindfold, or for light bondage. When he finished folding them carefully, he left them on the table. He would make note of which sorority sisters had a single stocking for future erotic dreams. They arrived to the laundry room, and identified the stockings each had worn for the party and retrieved them. Henry's cock was hard, but still tucked away as required. He fleetingly imagined each sorority sister in the particular pair of stockings and a garter belt as they left the room.
Jamie found him outside the laundry room. "I need you to come with me upstairs" and Henry followed. There was a hallway that went the entire length of the house, with a large dormitory room at one end where the sorority sisters slept and a staircase at the other end of the hallway leading to the third floor rooms. "This hallway needs to be vacuumed from one end to the other" and she handed him a small handheld vacuum. This required him to be on his hands and knees, crawling around with a small vacuum in one hand. He started at one end of the hallway. It was getting late, and some of the sorority sisters were readying for bed. They walked past him on the way to the dormitory sleeping room in their nightclothes. As each passed by, Henry looked upward briefly and saw they were wearing a variety of seductive nightclothes including "brief translucent negligees, teddies, body stockings or a simple thong barely covered with a t-shirt. They ignored him as they walked by. He imagined himself accompanying them to the dorm, turning down the sheets and watch as their beautiful legs enter the pocket created by the sheets of the bed. Instead, he was a pervert, shaven, in the hallway, on his knees, in a maid's outfit, being ignored at best or ridiculed at worst.
He had been on his knees for over an hour. Suddenly, Henry heard "Come here pervert!" It was obvious from the tone of voice that Henry needed to be there immediately. When he entered the room, the floor was covered with small paper shreds. "I was emptying my shredder after my workout and spilled the scraps all over the rug, I need you to clean this up immediately" said Amy. There were only 2 sorority sisters in the room, Amy and Elizabeth. Amy was dressed with t glossy tan pantyhose, flimsy nylon athletic shorts, and a tee-shirt cropped so her midriff showed. The luminesce of the ambient light on her pantyhose accentuated her taut and flawless legs. Elizabeth looked as if she had just returned from clubbing, in a pair of cire pants firmly fitting over her buttocks, thighs, calves giving a wet look to the material. She wore a sleeveless lumex top that glistened in the light A pair of 6 " black platform stiletto sandals with stainless steel heels adorned her feet. She had eye-liner, grey eye shadow and dark crimson lipstick, with fingernails and toenails to match. "Bring that vacuum of yours and clean up this mess" said Amy.
The 2 sorority sisters were talking and lounging in their bean bag chairs .Henry thought they looked like two luscious desserts to be tasted and relished. Henry started to work at one corner retrieving every scrap of paper. He was on his hands and knees, and when he approached the 2 women to vacuum underneath them, they barely moved so he had to vacuum around and lift their feet . As he worked close to Amy's feet, he saw that Amy had her toenails painted red, partially obscured by the thick denier of the glossy pantyhose. Elizabeth's feet were exposed from the tight fitting pants at the ankle with a pair of very sheer grey nylons underneath the pants. Whenever he was beyond her reach, he heard the characteristic swish-swish of nylon stroking nylon. As he crawled in front of Amy, he felt her foot apply pressure to his cock, manipulating it with her nylon covered toes. This was both pleasurable and painful as his erection grow, until he felt the dislodgement of his cock from its adopted home between his legs to a more comfortable, but more evident location.
Elizabeth called out. "I have been on these heels all night at the club, and need my feet massaged. Get over here, and rub my feet". He removed the stiletto heels after unbuckling the ankle straps and placed them beside the chair. Massaging the nylon clad feet, even if restricted to her feet and ankles, in this beautiful woman was ecstasy. When he exchanged one foot for the other, he had a glimpse between her legs. He could see the unmistakably evident protuberance of her pussy lips outlined by the shiny material overlying her crotch.
He was trembling at the site of her. His cock was getting hard and was no longer trapped between his legs, but was now overlying his abdomen, held in place with the pantyhose, barely hidden by the overlying skirt. As he finished, Elizabeth noted that his penis was clearly visible. "Henry, I think we have a problem that needs immediate correction". Amy came over, and Elizabeth pointed to his rigid penis. Amy said "I have a treatment for that problem". With that, Amy nodded to Elizabeth, and Elizabeth brought Henry over to the desk and had him bend over. Amy went to the wall, where her sorority paddle was displayed. She took her down off the wall, it was only approximately 8 inches long, and had a 4" handle wrapped in leather. The paddle had Greek letters of the sorority outlined with rivets. Amy knew this would deliver the intended result, as she had received a spanking with it during pledge week. This was delivered in response to a prank where she had snuck into the sorority, and cut out the crotch of all the panties of her Big Sister, but caught as she snuck out. She could not sit for 3 days after from the persistent sting.
Elizabeth said "now bend over the desk and don't move. Amy is going to check your penis after each spank to see if it has softened enough for you to return it to its proper place" Henry assumed that position, facing the door of the room. Amy put on a rubber glove, and then felt for his penis, carefully examining it from top to bottom at which time she said " hard". He received his first swat. After about 60 seconds, Amy again inspected him and shook her head "just a little softer, not acceptable yet". He received his second paddle. This time, in response to the spanks, he rubbed one nylon covered asscheek, the recipient of the last paddle, with his left hand, so Elizabeth knew he was getting the message
At that point, Jessica entered the room. "Amy, may I borrow your stiletto sandals you wore tonight at the club After our retro party, Jimmy insisted he take one of my stockings as a remembrance of our activities. He has always had a nylon fetish. Jimmy was so turned-on, he purchased these items and wants me to model next weekend. He saw on the Internet women wearing layers of nylon, and wants me to do likewise". She was in a pair of white stockings held up with an eight strap white satin garter belt to secure her stockings firmly, with a very sheer barely black pantyhose worn over top the garter belt and stockings. There was a black spandex thong covering the pubic region. (*****My description does not give justice to the appearance of layered nylon on a beautiful female, view http://blog.layered-nylons.com/ for those nylon aficionados amongst you-ATN****)
