Maria's birthday arrives and in order to help celebrate, Allison agrees to be restrained with her for a week. Allison has never experienced something like this before, I wonder how she will take it...

"Happy Birthdaaaayyyy toooooo yooouuuu!!!!!" Everyone stood around the table, singing to Maria. All the maids were in their normal uniform for the day, they wore their colored latex catsuits, their matching maid outfits, their shiny stiletto ballet boots and their hoods and gags. Singing through the gags made it come out a bit incoherent, but all the maids were fully capable of understanding each other. Even Allison, who had joined only a couple months ago, was nearly fluent in gag-speak.

As the group finished, Maria took a deep breath in and blew out the candles on a small cake using her nose, since her gag was in. It took her a couple of breaths to get the angle of the air coming from her nose correct in order to blow out all 24 candles. Maria sat at one end of the large dining table that everyone ate at. Mary, sitting at the other end, stood up, clapping her hands. All the maids sounded their enthusiasm and clapped, making Maria's face turn almost as red as the catsuit she was wearing.

Maria was the 'red' maid. As far as Allison knew, she had joined over three years ago and was a forniphile, meaning she enjoyed being treated like furniture. Allison had learned this from her new friend, Raven, three weeks prior. Maria seemed to Allison rather timid. She was a hispanic girl with brown hair, high cheekbones and happy expression on her face. She was the shortest one in the group, her boots not letting her raise above Mary like everyone else did.

After the applause, Mary passed around keys, letting everyone unlock their gags and hoods so they could eat cake and socialize. Allison, who had several months of experience now, swiftly pulled the tightly-strapped panel gag off her head, then lowered the latex hood to reveal another gag, this one a large purple ballgag, tightly strapped into her mouth. Allison unlocked it and pulled it out, stretching her jaw from the wide-open position it had been held in.

Everyone sat down and ate the cake, baked and served by Megan, the 'silver' maid and the mansion's cook.

"Wow, this is good!"

"Thank you Megan!"

"Holy- this is actually so good..."

Megan smiled and kept silent as the compliments poured from around the table.

Everyone ate and socialized for a while, relaxing and enjoying the experience that comes when someone's birthday rolls around. After a while, when the maids were finishing up, Mary tapped her glass. Everyone turned their head towards Mary, waiting to hear what she had to say.

"So, since it's your birthday, what do you want to do for it? Anything special in mind?" Mary asked Maria, who shyly pulled her arms into her body.

"I don't know, I did have this one thing in mind..."

"Ask away!"

"Well, I kind of want to be a... lampshade for a week." Allison was confused as to what she meant by this, before she remembered that Maria's fetish was to be treated like furniture.

"I think we can arrange that! When we leave here, we can get you set up." Mary smiled at Maria across the table.

"Yeah, well, I kind of want to do it with someone else though. Just to keep me some company, you know?"

"Yeah, I totally understand. Anyone here want to volunteer to go with Maria, keep her company?"

Nobody in the room answered. For five whole seconds, nobody volunteered. From one side of the table a hand tentatively raised, it was Allison's.

"Allison? You want to try that out?" Mary seemed a little shocked by her decision.

"I mean, I'm kinda curious to see how it works, so yeah why not?" Allison had been so pleased by her experience with Raven from a few weeks ago, she was willing to try out another one and find out if she liked that one too.

"Awesome! Lets go get you two situated!"

Mary led the pair to her room, with Patricia and Grace following her. Patricia was the head maid, wearing a black latex suit. Grace was the mansion's resident doctor and wore a white uniform. She instructed the pair to remove all their clothing down to just their catsuits and boots. Allison complied, pulling her hood, maid uniform, gags and collar off. She had taken to wearing a collar ever since Raven had given it to her, it made her feel kinda comfortable.

"We can get Maria all set so you can see how it's done, is that OK?"

"Yeah!"

"Yep!"

To start, Grace, being the doctor, inserted a catheter and a special butt plug for Maria that would be used for bathroom purposes, since she would be locked as a lamp for an entire week. Patricia then gagged Maria with a shiny red ballgag, then pulled a special latex hood over her head that sat on her head skin-tight. It had a built in blindfold and left holes only for a small tube to insert into her mouth to be fed and two slits where her nose was.

Mary then walked the blindfolded Maria over to a tall metal harness instrument that was bolted to the floor. Securing different cuffs and bands of metal, Maria was secured to a long tall pole that forced her to stand upright. Metal shackles were placed on either of her ankles, her calves, knees and thighs. These were cinched down tight to the metal pole, preventing Maria from shifting her legs about at all. Similarly, long metal bands were wrapped about her waist, stomach, above and below and chest, and her neck, further securing her tightly to the pole. Her arms were restrained around the back of the pole, metal cuffs securing her wrists and elbows tightly to the pole, unable to be wiggled in the smallest. A ring that stuck out from the back of the hood was locked to the pole, making Maria's head be stuck in a front-facing position, unable to be moved in any direction in the slightest.

To complete the look, Mary screwed in a lightbulb to the top of the latex hood where a node was situated. Power was piped in through the metal ring to the node, letting the light shine bright from the top of Maria's head. A lampshade was suspended above this, making her resemble a lightshade much better than Allison would have thought possible. Because the pole was bolted to the ground, Maria didn't have to worry about accidentally tipping over in her restrained state. She could enjoy her bondage, worry-free, for the next seven days.

"There, hows it look?" Mary asked Allison with a smile on her face.

"She looks... pretty restrained there" Allison smiled nervously.

"You want to join it?"

"What do you mean it?"

"Well, since it's furniture, we refer to it as 'it'. Furniture isn't a person, it doesn't have a gender."

"Oh." Allison stood silently, debating whether she should go through with it. "Yeah, I'll try it out, I think."

"Wonderful! Lets get you going then, shall we?"

Allison was led to  an identical rack on the other side of the room, facing Maria. Not that she would be able to see or be seen by Maria since they would both be blindfolded. As Grace placed the butt plug and catheter in place, Allison flinched, unused to having things inserted into her body. She thought they felt weird more than anything, not exactly uncomfortable but definitely unusual. She didn't know if it was a good feeling yet or not.

Patricia pulled the hood over Allison's head after gagging her and locking the gag, tucking the key into her pocket. Allison was a little nervous about being blindfolded for a whole week, but remembered how good she had felt with Raven. She let the nervousness leave her body and simply looked forward to her bondage with curiosity.

Mary carefully led the blindfolded Allison over to the harness. As Mary began to lock the cuffs over her limbs, Allison's heart rate sped up as she was robbed of her movement. Allison was impressed the complete inability to move her body at all on the pole, every limb was locked in place and her body was locked standing straight up. It actually felt somewhat comfortable, being squeezed from all sides by tight-but-comforting metal. Mary asked 'it' if she felt alright and Allison subconsciously tried to turn her head to talk to her. Her effort was rewarded by no more than a quarter of an inch twist of her neck, her head was so tightly secured to the pole that she couldn't shift it at all.

The three unrestrained maids in the room began to quietly chat as Mary situated Allison. They referred to Allison and Maria as 'it', refusing to use their names. Allison began to feel somewhat sad that she had been reduced from human to a common object, but she supposed that this was part of the experience. After a short while, the three left, leaving Maria and Allison restrained, gagged and blindfolded in the room alone.

After an hour in the room during which the pair stood on silence, occasionally shifting their weight in on the poles, Allison broke the silence.

"Am I... allowed? to talk? Or is that not part of this?" Allison asked tentatively through her gag, speaking in gag-speak.

Maria stood in silence for a few moments. "Not usually, but I suppose since this is your first time."

"How did you discover you liked this?"

Maria stood in silence for a long while. Minutes passed, and Allison stopped talking, waiting to see if she would respond. Finally, after a long while, Maria responded. "My parents never loved me. I was neglected as a kid, they treated me as if I wasn't there" Maria said in a quiet, solemn voice. "I learned to live independently, I experimented myself with things I discovered and discovered that I kind of enjoyed being treated like an object sometimes."

Allison hadn't realized that Maria had had a rough childhood.

"Maybe it was the fact that they treated me that way that made me so excited by it now in my adult life. When I was 16 I had a... really bad... experience with my dad. I ran away from home and lived on my own for many years. My friend's parents owned a shipment company that transported food, and they hired me. I worked there for almost five years before I discovered Mary's setup here when I was 21. I instantly fell in love with it here and joined. Now, three years later, here I am, restrained to a metal pole dressed as a lamp shade" Maria chuckled to herself sheepishly. "What about you? I never heard your backstory, if you don't mind me asking."

Allison had teared up from Maria's story, and proceeded to tell her her own story, about how she had been orphaned and grew up in foster homes. After she was done, the pair resumed their silence, Maria enjoying her bondage present from Mary, and Allison thinking hard about what Maria had told her.

Later that evening, Megan (the cook of the mansion) came into the room. She brought a small bag of liquid meal with her. Allison was stirred from her thoughts by the sound of the door opening. Again, she tried to twist her head to look over at where the sound had come from and was restricted from doing so. Megan silently pumped the meal through the tubes into their mouths. Allison swallowed the meal down, trying to keep it from leaking out from the back of her throat, where the tube was, and up into her gag. Once the meal was finished, filling Allison up perfectly, Megan walked over to Maria. Blindfolded, all Allison could do to gauge where Megan was was the soft steps upon the carpet and the crinkling sound of the bag of food. The feeling generated by being unable to see or speak properly, and being helpless to change it was extremely interesting to Allison. The tightness of her bondage further enhanced the feeling of helplessness. Allison thought maybe she had decided whether it was a good or bad feeling.

That night, Allison was startled again by the door swinging open. She heard Mary say something, followed by Patricia responding. She had forgotten that this was Mary's room. Allison thought it weird that someone would be OK with two other people standing in their room, restrained to poles. 'I guess Mary must be fine with it then' Allison thought to herself.

Allison stood still, not that she could do much else. She listened as she heard a body walk around the room. She heard a large flump as someone dropped onto the large bed in the center of the room. A softer flump followed as the other lady, Allison couldn't tell which, sat down on the edge of the bed. Allison strained her ears to try to listen to what was going on, unable to see the events unfolding.

After a few moments, Allison realized that the pair were cuddling on the bed, discussing things quietly. When Allison strained her ears, she could barely hear their conversation unfold.

"How have you felt about Allison?" Mary asked Patricia quietly.

"I kinda like her, she's kinda quirky" Patricia said, giggling.

"Yeah, you're accepting her joining much better than when Megan joined..."

"Yeah, I'm not jealous of anybody anymore."

"Yuh huh, if you say so..." The pair continued to cuddle on the bed silence. Allison figured they had meant for her to be able to hear her if they were willing to come into the room she was in before discussing it.

"You know what's funny?" Patricia suddenly asked Mary. "Allison has the same name as your sister, I never realized that before now."

Mary sat in silence for a second. "Yeah, I guess I never realized that myself."

"When did you two talk last?"

"Oh it was when my mother died, it must be years in that case..."

Allison remained silent in her bondage, wondering what had happened between Mary and her sister. She heard as the pair slowly dosed off and feel asleep. Allison was worried she would be incapable of falling asleep in her standing position, but she quickly fell asleep as well.

The next morning, Allison awoke to someone lightly tapping her on the shoulder. Allison jerked awake, not remembering where she was as she briefly pulled against her restraints. She relaxed in a moment when she remembered her situation, shocked she had managed to fall asleep in her standing position. Megan silently fed her her breakfast through the tube, then moved on to Maria. After Megan left, nobody else entered the room for several hours. A short lunch break (provided by Megan again) and they were left in their positions for the rest of the afternoon.

About an hour before lunch, Allison was startled out of her thoughts by the door opening. She assumed it was Mary returning to her room. However, she instantly knew it wasn't when the door was closed extremely softly. Mary had a habit of letting doors slam closed, and this person definitely did not do that. Allison strained her ears, listening for who could have entered the room.

Suddenly, she felt a light tickling sensation on her side. Allison flinched, letting out a giggle through her gag. When the person giggled, Allison realized it was Raven. She had arrived to 'dust the furniture'. Raven took her time, enjoying the process of watching Allison flinch away and struggle to escape the ticklish duster from being brushed against her body. Allison could feel herself being stimulated, especially as Raven 'dusted' her crotch region. Everything began to add up in Allison's body: the butt plug and catheter, the restrictive bondage, the gag, the blindfold and, of course, Raven's touch on her body.

Raven slowly made her way down Allison's bound legs, then made her way back up her head. Allison smiled under her hood as Raven dusted her stomach, chest, shoulders and finally coming to her head. A voice suddenly appeared near her ear. Raven had leaned in close and was whispering in her ear.

"You really do look sexy, all bound up and helpless like that." Raven quietly whispered, smiling.

Allison blushed under her hood, feeling herself being extremely stimulated by Raven's presence. A sudden touch on her body by Raven as she embraced Allison set her off. A soft kiss on her cheek finished Allison off. She felt herself climax as everything added up. Allison let out an involuntary moan through her gag as it happened. Raven giggled at the effect she had on Allison. After this, Raven left the room to return to her chores, leaving Allison hot and flushed, restrained in the same way she had been for two days.

For the rest of Allison's bondage, all she could think about was that moment with Raven. She began to fantasize about what she could someday do with Raven, if their future could be together. Allison promised to herself that she would admit her feelings to Raven someday.