Once awake, I cleaned up and once again checked the status on the door to my secret prison. No surprise at all as the door didn't budge. The Mistress sent me a text with some specific directions. Her message read [Good morning little princess. There is a maid outfit in the wardrobe in your room. Please dawn the outfit and wait patiently for me to come and secure you. You have a big day ahead of you.] I was curious to see this outfit. I own two maid outfits of my own, but I was excited to see this one and get a chance to wear it. Would it be very conservative? Would it be a a different color than black, like pink or blue? As I opened the wardrobe, I noticed a air-tight bag labeled -Maid uniform- and opened the bag up.
Inside the bag contained several pieces of what had to be the most skimpy maid outfit I had ever seen. Inside the bag contain two black silk arm lengthen gloves with all fingers exposed except the middle finger, matching silk black thigh high socks, a pair of white panties and bikini, a baby blue exposed top with attached mini/frilly skirt, and a black headband. I was a bit nervous to wearing something this exposed, but I braved the outfit and put it on. I didn't know what to do with my hair, so I just kept it curly and hoped that would be okay.
I had to admit, the outfit was cute and super kinky, but it took everything in me to not feel embarrassed or self conscious. As I checked myself out in the mirror, I heard footsteps approaching and prepared myself. I reserved myself and got on my knees, hoping to look presentable. The secret door opened and The Mistress entered with a small black leather bag. "I knew you would look adorable in that getup" she said while looking me over. "I'm glad the bikini top and bottom fits you, this outfit was meant for my more feminine male subs, it looks like the changes I made fit an actual female very well, especially in your chest area". I was blushing red and almost hovering my hands over my boobs to try and cover them.
"No need to be shy darling!" She said while putting her bad down. "Let's get you properly ready for the day, I need you looking sharp and lovely." She pulled out four baby blue leather cuffs from her bag and attached them to my ankles and wrists. They almost matched the exact shading of my top thingy. She then pulled out a large (presumably 2 inch) white ballgag and attached it around my neck like a necklace. She also teased me for instinctively opening my mouth for the ballgag, thinking she'd place it in my mouth and not around my neck. Instead, she grabbed another large sponge and shoved that in my mouth, sealing it in with more clear gagging tape. "The ballgag will be used on you later, can't have you drooling all over the place all day."
She attached a baby blue leather collar around my neck and attached a chained leash. She placed my arms behind my back and slid them both into a black armbinder. It was a little uncomfortable due to me still wearing the wrist cuffs, but I adjusted enough to wear it didn't bother me as much. She finished it off but attaching a chain to my ankle cuffs. "There we go, looking lovely." She said as she began to pull the leash and me along with her. Outside the room were a pair of white heels with ankle straps. She had me slip on the heels as she buckled them on. They weren't crazy large heels so moving wasn't a challenge.
We moved throughout the home, and she showcased her backyard through the downstairs window. It looked like a team of party planners and workers were setting up tables, chairs, and lights. I was super nervous standing so close to the window that an innocent bystander just trying to do their job would see me and get a good look. I pulled back from the window, tugging on my leash and groaning through my gag. The Mistress pulled me close and assured me that they were to busy to spot me. My body felt tight and hot seeing so many people working, ignorant to the blatant scene happening.
She sat me down and explained to me a choice I had. "Obviously I wanted you to be my stress relief for the evening, I planned to have as much fun with you before my party tonight and then lock you away until the morning, maybe stop by your room to sexually torture you every now and again to keep me energized through the night." She said while stroking my shoulders and hair. "But after seeing you in this outfit, I feel like I want to show you off and have you nearby at a moments notice. So I'm going to offer you a choice." She pulled out her phone and showed me the session we booked and agreed to online. "You have two choices, you can either A. Stay locked up in your room like we planned and you'll receive the standard agreed amount for your service OR option B. You'll work the party as my personal waiter and servant, dressed like you are now and I'll increase the job amount by triple.
TRIPLE!!?? The rate she wanted me for was high as is, but the amount now was just insane. I mumbled through my gag and she sighed before realizing I couldn't speak properly. She removed the tape on my mouth and I spit out the sponge. "Mistress, what exactly would I be doing if I accepting this new offer?I said while she wiped my face of sweat. She leaned back, almost surprised I was even considering. She spoke up saying, "Well, you'll be wearing that outfit and that ballgag around your neck there as a proper gag. You'll be at my beck-and-call, serving me at my table while the dinner party carries on. You'll be eye candy for the guests and my personal pet and toy. You'll keep the cuffs on, but you'll have long chains so you can still perform most functions. No one will touch you or talk to you, you'll only do as I say and will only report to me". I sat there processing her words. The deal wasn't bad, and she guaranteed my protection. I asked if this was appropriate for her party to which she responded "Many people here know of my dealings in the sex world and market, they will be surprised, but not made to feel awkward."
Her guests wouldn't view me as a creepy or awkward addition, more or less an extension of The Mistress. I asked if I could ask one more question before I made my decision. I asked "Could I change my hair, eye color, and makeup in order to really disguise myself, I imagine i'll feel much more comfortable knowing nobody will recognize me, though I doubt they would." The Mistress chuckled and agreed stating, "If you are willing, I will personally do all of that for you, if it means you'll agree to this new deal for the night." I considered one more time before finally agreeing.
A few hours had passed and the party was only an hour away from starting. The Mistress had brought me back to her personal beauty parlor and sat me down. My armbinder had been replaced with my cuffed wrists being attached behind my back. The Mistress attached a strawberry-blonde wig to my head and began styling it. She tied the hair back into these big puffy twin-tails. She then added a large assortment of makeup to really hide my original look. She added fake freckles around my upper checks and nose, thick eyeliner that matched my baby blue outfit, hazel brown contacts as opposed to my blue eyes, and glossy pink lip stick. She had me stand and turn to appreciate her work. She grabbed the ballgag around my neck, removed it, and replaced it in my mouth, buckling it in tight. "Ready to meet the guests?"
We made our way out to the backyard, the sun was close to dully setting and the atmosphere was nice. The catering and everything was all self-service so no staff was needed. She redid my wrist restraints one final time, placing my wrists out front with a decent lengthed chain connecting them. I stood by her side, nervously anticipating her guests. There was a decent amount of tables and chairs, probably 20 or 30, which meant a lot of people would be eyeing me up. Before I could properly analyze the area, the first guest showed up. It was a women around the same age as the Mistress. She greeted her with loud yelling and excitement before her gaze met mine. "And who is this? Another one of your little, exhibitionists? You really couldn't save this until the after party huh?" The women said with a booming voice. I couldn't tell if she was upset or interested in me being here and looking the way I did. The Mistress replied saying "This here is Lola. She is my attended for the evening, do not mind her, she prefers to look this way, isn't that right?" She folded my boob and I nodded my head calmly. The women shrugged and began making her way to the bar area while Mistress' hand was still fondling me.
A few more guests arrived, most stopping by to say hello, but ignoring me completely. I heard some men asking each other why I was here or what purpose I served, but it didn't matter. A sleazy looking man approached the Mistress to say his hellos before seeing me and almost completely forgetting to finish saying hello. He imminently had 1000 questions for me and about me. "I can't believe you got a sexy little lost lamb just sitting here Carla! Mind if I take her off your hands, I wouldn't mind having someone to talk to tonight, love to get to know her is all." The Mistress pulled the leash, dragging me closer to her, wrapping her arm around me and pressing me firmly into her side. "No thank you Robert, I appreciate that you see her beauty too but as you can see she is in no position to talk and she's taken for the evening. Feel free to enjoy the sight of her though, anymore than that I cannot allow i'm afraid" Said The Mistress with authority and class in her voice. The man wondered off, acting as if the night was young and he would get a second chance.
The party was well underway. I stood next to The Mistress while she sat and socialized. Many glances would pass my way as I stood there like a trophy or prized slave. Some guests were more interested in how The Mistress and I got together or how she convinced/ blackmailed me into doing this. This was the first time ever I was in public, dressed like a kinky slut with bondage gear and a ballgag tightly attached to me. It was nice knowing that I couldn't talk, That way no one could ask me questions. Occasionally, The Mistress would sent me to grab her items like food or drink and I would get many more stares as I walked to and from. One time, while getting a bottle of wine for The Mistress, a man slapped my ass as I walked past his table. I let out a yelp from my gag which alerted The Mistress. When I returned to her side, she seemed very unhappy.
The party began to die down now, people were finishing their meals and all that was left was conversations. The Mistress excused herself to escort me back to my room. She attached the leash and lead me into the house. Once In my room she removed my gag and cuffs and gave me a second to clean my mouth and stretch my jaw. She offered me a reward for my service and scooted an armchair to the center of the room. I sat down and before I could react she taped my arms and legs to the chair. She had me open my mouth again and placed a sponge inside, sealing my lips with more clear tape. She then wrapped more tape around the chair, making sure I was attached and tightly bound. she undid my wig, headband, and bikini top, exposing my bare breasts. She then whipped out a magic wand and firmly placed it between my legs, making sure the cord was plugged into a nearby wall outlet. The then took little vibrating eggs and attached those to my nipples, taping the control box to my upper arm. She set the settings to high and left me there, closing the door on her way out.
The sensations, the feelings, my body couldn't handle this much arousal. My body was covered with sweat, I moaned and struggled to break free. Why would she leave me here like this? This is a reward? The devices would not stop, I could hold back. Do the guests know I was up here like this? What if that creepy guy manages to find me? And just like that, for the first time, one of my irrational fears in the moment, was coming to life. I could hear footsteps, but they were not The Mistresses. They were heavier, and I could hear mumbling. I had to stay quiet, I had to try and hold in the sounds. My body was twitching, my eyes were crying with pleasure and lust, I needed this gag to do its job and shut me up. The footsteps grew closer, stopped, and began to walk away. Was that man looking for me? For once, I was glad that the secret room kept me imprisoned and hidden.
What felt like an hour had passed and The Mistress had returned to free me and deactivate all the sexual torture machines. I could barely stand up and I was filthy, drenched in sweat, and visibly dazed. The Mistress placed me in the shower and told me to rest for the rest of the evening and that my meal and bonus were on my bed. I eventually came back to my senses and got ready for bed. "Tomorrow I go home. Almost want to stay and be her prized possession a little longer." I said before finally ending my day with sleep.
When I woke the next morning the Mistress handed me a goody bag which contained my outfit and the white ball gag she sued on me as well as some other treats and such. She commented on how much she enjoyed my company and said she will be in touch. With that, I entered my Uber and headed home. "Great... another maid costume..."