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Rubber Maid for Service

She knew the arrangement, it happened rarely and she eagerly anticipated each second, the build up, the instance and the departure. The Master of this room was a twisted romantic, he knew what he wanted and she dutifully allowed his pleasure.

Tightly laced in her shiny smooth bodice, breasts cupped with frills, stiffly starched shirt tightly tied over the top. Collar erect touching as high up as her ears, hearing muffled through tight head coverage, her eyes hidden by a frilly dust mask.

She senses movement in the shadows of the room. Continue reading ‘Rubber Maid for Service’

The Missing Hood

Madeline is hurrying down the street as quickly as she can, despite her tight hobble skirt and 6 inch stilts. She arrives at the hotel and hurtles herself into the lift, anxious to get back upstairs where her Hooded Master awaits.

She opens the door and scans the room when from behind, a hand closes in on her mouth and another her throat. It is Him.

Madeline’s back is up against the wall as her Master undoes her pink satin tie. He flips the top button of her shirt, then the second and pulls it open exposing the triangle of skin on her chest. He slides his hand across and under her bra and over her nipples. He licks her collar bone and sucks her neck trailing his tongue up to her ear where he whispers “Where is the hood that you were supposed to put back on before re-entering this room?” Continue reading ‘The Missing Hood’