Synopsis: Allison is getting used to her time at the mansion and continues to learn more about her surroundings.

Allison had been working at the mansion for just over two weeks. The schedule of how things worked around the mansion was beginning to become a constant rhythm for her. Every day she woke up at 7:00am, showered and got dressed in her suit, had breakfast, did her morning chores, had lunch, did her afternoon chores and had her free time, ate dinner, spent the evening in her room, then went to bed locked in her spread eagle position. At first she had found it difficult to fall asleep each night restrained in the way she was, but now, 2 weeks later, she was beginning to get used to it.

During her free time she would often spend time with Raven in her room, admiring all her different fish and getting to know her. As promised, Raven had begun to teach her gag speak so she could understand the other maids at the mansion. Allison proved to be a quick learner and only rarely got confused when conversating with gags now.

One morning the pair were cleaning the tile floors of one of the bathrooms in the mansion. They were using very strong chemicals to do so and thus were wearing gas masks. This was a special occasion since their uniform typically consisted of gags, a latex hood over it, then another panel gag over the top of everything else. In this case, since the mask needed a tight seal to function properly, the girls had special ball gags on underneath the gas mask that were integrated with the rubber seal of the mask. They were very tight, making the pair drool in the mask. Occasionally they would take a break and pull the mask off to empty out drool that polled up in the mask.

"Nwaapph phimmph afght oo onthgph a nmmppht?" Allison asked through her gag. They were in the middle of a conversation about what kind of fish Raven had ordered to add to her collection. Sadly, her favorite clownfish (whom she had named Nemo and had had since she began working at the mansion) had died the week before. Allison had spent many hours consoling her friend for the loss, overall bringing them closer together. Since then, Allison was just as invested in Raven's passion for fish and aquatic creatures and they had requested Mary to let them do their chores together.

"Pphhhabbphy aghfthrrr clpphfshhh" Raven responded, happily scrubbing the floor. She had quickly got over the death of her pet and was already excitedly looking for new fish to fill the newly opened space in the fish tank.

The pair continued talking through their gags, comprehending each other just as fine as if they didn't have gags in. Allison enjoyed her time spent with Raven and always looked forward to seeing Raven in her blue suit and spending her free time in the afternoons when she could hang out with her. She was excited when Mary gave them their chore assignments and had paired the two up for almost every single task for the entire week. After that length of time, Allison no longer felt embarrassed by her latex catsuit, the ballet heels, the latex hoods and gags, nor the latex maid's uniform she and all the other maids were forced to wear (hers being purple, while Raven's was blue).

"You know, I don't think working here isn't so bad anymore", Allison said through her gag. It came out as a mumble of incoherent moans and mmpphs to the untrained ear, but Raven understood her perfectly.

"Reappphy?" Raven replied. "Awpphhshhmm!"

The pair finished their scrubbing of the bathroom and began to pack up their chemicals and cleaning supplies. As they were finishing up, a knock came from the bathroom door. The door was pushed open to reveal Mary, wearing her black dress and heels, her black hair held behind her head with a headband. Seeing that they were cleaning up, she admired their work in the bathroom.

"Wow, nice job in here. Allison, I need you to go outside, Britney needs some help cleaning up in the garden. Are you able to go and do that?"

Allison hesitated. Although she was now comfortable wearing the suits and bondage equipment inside the mansion, she definitely didn't want anybody outside to see her in the position. She warily nodded her head, making up her mind.

"Perfect, if you can head out as soon as you fix your gag, that would be great."

Allison stood up, balancing on her ballet heels quickly (she had become used to them by now) and clicked her way out of the bathroom. She removed the gas mask, draining the pooled-up drool, and reapplied her normal gags. She made sure to cinch them down to regulation tightness as she was in front of her mistress, before leaving the room and clicking down the stairs.

By this point Allison was as good at using her ballet boots as anyone else in the mansion. She swiftly went down the stairs, balancing delicately in the heels. She strode to the door that led to the garden and, hesitantly, pushed the door open.

The sun was shining down on fresh snow from that winter. It reflected sharply into Allison's eyes, causing her to squint to be able to see anything. Peering out, she saw a tall wall surrounding the snow-covered lawn, blocking the view of the street. Letting out a sigh of relief, Allison fully opened the door and walked down the shoveled pathway towards the large greenhouse. Since the wall was there, Allison was no longer worried about being seen by anybody in public. However, being outside in her uniform for the first time still made her uncomfortable, so she trotted hurriedly to the greenhouse entrance.

Sliding the door open, she was met with a blast of warm, humid air, in contrast with the cold and dry winter outside. The weather in the region had made Allison glad she had taken the job at the mansion with warm shelter and guaranteed food every night. Sliding the door behind her, Allison was met by several large boxes with various plants growing in each one. Allison recognized tomatoes, lettuce, pumpkins, watermelons, peas and many other plants. In one corner a mango tree grew with several ripe fruits hanging from it's branches.

Sitting on a chair was a woman in a similar maid uniform to Allison's uniform. She wore a latex catsuit, a latex hood, a leather panel gag over it, a maids uniform over the catsuit and tall, latex ballet boots, just like Allison's. However, the woman's uniform was pink, and covered in dirt. She had long, blonde hair that stuck out from a hole in the hood. The woman beamed at Allison as she entered, smiling with her eyes (since she was gagged just like Allison). Allison recognized the woman as the person who had given her the massage on her first day at the mansion. Allison smiled back, giving a little wave before walking over.

"Hi, I'm Britney!" the woman said through her gag brightly. Allison asked for confirmation as to what her name was since it was hard to understand unfamiliar words through the gag.

"Would you mind cleaning me off?" Britney asked Allison in gag-speak, gesturing to a hose that was laying on the ground next to one of the garden boxes.

"With... the hose?"

"Yeah!"

Allison tentatively picked up the hose and pointed it at Britney. Britney gave her an encouraging look, nodding her head. Allison squeezed the trigger, spraying a shower of water on Britney's latex uniform. She moved about in the stream, washing the dirt off which easily separated from the latex. After a minute of washing and scrubbing, the uniform was clean and dirt-free. Allison stopped the spray and put the hose back on the ground while Britney grabbed a towel and began drying herself off.

"Don't want to be wet outside!"

Allison watched as Britney dried herself off. She seemed entirely in her element wearing the tight-fitting suit and the cinched-down gags. She wondered how long she had had to live at the mansion to be so at ease with her circumstances.

"How long have you been working here?"

"Oh, about 7 years."

"Seven YEARS??"

"Yeah, give or take a bit." All this was said through their gags as they easily interpreted each other.

"How on earth did you end up here then?"

Britney laughed. "I was kind of hoping you would ask. I've been interested in getting to know you for a while."

Britney had dried herself off to her satisfaction and sat back down on the bench, gesturing for Allison to join her. Allison complied, sitting softly next to the pink maid.

"When I was younger I had always been fascinated with those Disney movies where the princess was stuck in the tower, or was kidnapped by a witch, or anything like that. It was typical of how US kinds of people grow up." Britney giggled and bumped Allison with her elbow, including her in 'those kinds of people'.

"I always enjoyed watching the damsel in distress. As I grew older, mainly as I went through high school, I became fascinated with bondage. I discovered that I wasn't the only one who was fascinated by tie-up games, and I particularly became interested in the latex side of things.

"After graduating I went to college before dropping out and getting a masseuse license. I worked for wealthy people, traveling between houses and giving people massages. One day, one of my regular customers (who was Mary) had to delay an appointment. As I was waiting for her to return, Patty- or as you know her, Patricia, came in wearing her latex suit and gag. You don't understand how excited I was to see her wearing the suit. When Mary returned and found out I had learned about her secret, she wanted to pay me to not say anything. After seeing my excitement though, she offered me a job here instead. I instantly took it and I haven't been happier in my life!" Britney finished her story, all told through her gag. Allison was able to understand most of it and got the gist of the story.

"Wow. But still, seven years is crazy.... I'm only planning on doing one year here."

"Oh come on, you already fit right in!"

"I barely know any of you though."

"You talk with Raven, right? And now you know me too, right?"

"Yeah, I guess..."

"Awww, you'll get used to it here, I promise."

Britney seemed genuine to Allison. She had initially assumed that all the maids were freaky people who enjoyed this latex fetish thing, and had quickly ruled Raven out as an outlier. But now, Britney seemed like a decent person too. Already Allison felt comfortable being around Britney, even with how outgoing she was.

The pair left the greenhouse and walked back towards the mansion, talking the whole way. Britney continue her explanation as to why Allison would eventually learn to love it there at the mansion, while Allison continued doubting it. They entered the mansion, leaving the cold air behind them. At the hallway, Britney bid her farewell and went to continue doing one of her other tasks. Allison decided it was best to get back to her chores, and walked back up the stairs towards the bathroom where she had left her list of tasks.

At the top of the stairs, Allison couldn't remember what room she had left her list in. She began trying the rooms, one by one. On the third room, she pushed the door open and was greeted by a shocking sight.

Mary sat in a chair with her legs spread out. Patricia, the red maid, was kneeling in front of her with her head near her crotch. Allison barely got a glance of a long, purple rod sticking out from Patricia's gag before she spun around and slammed the door behind her. She could hear Patricia giggling in the room while Mary called for Allison. Allison ignored her and began walking away from the room, trying to get the image out of her head. The door opened behind her as Mary called out "Allison, come back!"

Allison stopped and turned back around, not moving from where she stood. Mary walked up to her, her face flushed red in embarrassment. "I'm sorry about that, I didn't mean for you to see that..."

"It's fine." Allison said curtly through her gag. She suddenly felt disgusted by Mary and wanted nothing more than to leave as fast as she could.

"No, it isn't, I shouldn't ha-"

"It's fine" Allison said even more curtly.

"I... alright. You may go."

Allison spun around and strode out of the hallway, out of Mary's sight. Allison didn't know what to think about what she had just seen. She felt slightly disturbed, all her recent development in the mansion having been quickly blown away. She began to worry if part of her agreement was that she had to have relations with Mary. 'No, that can't possibly be part of the agreement! Besides, aren't Mary and Patricia married? So it makes sense for those two...' Allison dealt with her conflicted thoughts for the rest of the morning. Throughout lunch, she refused to make eye contact with neither Mary nor Patricia. She was desperately waiting for her hour of time with Raven to come so she could discuss her thoughts with her friend.

After lunch, Allison made a beeline for Raven's room. She arrived and quickly pulled her gag off using the provided key and launched into a speech at Raven.

"Mary was sitting on the chair and Patricia was kneeling in front of her and she had a... tube... attached to her gag. And she was PLEASURING Mary! She had a hand on Patricia's head and they were both enjoying it and it was gross and i don't know what to think right now... She isn't going to make me do that too, is she?"

Raven sat quietly for her rant before speaking. "No, she won't make you do it of course. It is one if the... ahh... benefits, that comes with the job, one could say."

"What on earth do you mean benefits???"

"Well, she of course does it with Patricia, since they've known each other for so long. But she will do it with the rest of us too."

"What!??"

"Yeah, I mean, all of us are in a mistress/sub relationship I guess..."

Allison sat for several moments, processing what Raven told her.

"Have you ever done it with her?" Allison asked out of the blue.

"Well, I mean.... yeah, I have. Once, it was a few months ago." Raven sat on her bed sheepishly, worried how Allison would respond.

"And did you like it? Was it worth it to you to stoop to that level?"

"I mean.... yeah, it kinda was pretty nice."

Allison stood at the bed in shock. Multiple bombshells had been dropped on her in the span of only a few minutes. She had only recently become somewhat comfortable at the mansion, but no longer did she feel safe. She was worried now, knowing about the things that could happen with Mary. Allison sat in silence in Raven's room for the rest of her free hour while Raven hugged her and gave her solace.

That afternoon Allison did the rest of her chores as quickly as she could, refusing to speak to anybody, even Raven as they worked on chores together. During dinner, Allison opted to take her food to her room to avoid contact with any of the other maids. Mary permitted it, knowing Allison was upsetted by what she had seen. Allison laid in her room with the door locked until it was time for her to go to bed at 10:00pm, when she climbed into bed and quickly locked the cuffs in place.

Allison laid in bed awake for at least an hour. In her restrained state, she had a difficult time thinking about anything other than what she had been told by Raven. As she eventually began to fall asleep, she was startled by the sound of her doorknob rattling. She sat up, pulling against her spread eagle chains to see what was happening. The sound of a key being inserted into the door came through, followed by the door quietly swinging open to reveal the brightly lit hallway. Framed by the light stood Mary in the doorway.

Allison froze. Thoughts of Mary having sex with any number of the other maids instantly entered her mind as she felt trapped by the bindings she had placed on herself. She instantly became aware of how unprotected she was to anything Mary might do to her. She carefully watched Mary as she closed the door and walked around to the side of her bed, her heart thumping in her head.

"I know you don't want to see me right now, so I will make this quick."

Allison glared at her from the side of her eye, watching her every move. She knew her gags would prevent her from calling out for help. Even if she could call for help (in the event she needed to), she doubted the other maids would do anything to help her, even Raven.

"I am genuinely sorry about earlier today. I really didn't mean for you to see that."

Allison gradually became less worried as Mary seemed to her more and more genuine and sorry.

"Raven told me your worries. She really cares about you, I hope you know that. Anyways, I just wanted to promise you, no matter what happens in this mansion, never will I ever expect you to want to do something like that with me or anybody else here. I genuinely mean that. I want you to be comfortable here."

Allison sat in silence, contemplating what she had said.

"I brought something for you to help you sleep also, I hope you don't mind it." Mary pulled out a black leather blindfold and, upon seeing no resistance from Allison, gently and affectionately put it on for her, blocking out all her vision. As Mary left, she turned on a speaker and set it on the shelf next to her clock. It began to play soothing rain sounds, and once Mary had left, Allison found herself much more at ease and quickly fell asleep.