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Subject: Best Of The Net: REPOST - Hired Help(52, Epilogue) (bond, M/f, heels, corset, rubber/PVC, sex) (Part17/17)
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Hi,

I have been downloading stuff from Usenet for some time and haven't
really been putting an awful lot back so I decided it was time to
repost the stuff I have.

There are a number of reasons for this. Firstly it is for those who
have only started using Usenet since the stories I have were
originally posted, secondly for those who may simply have missed them
first time round and lastly my contribution to fighting the ever
increasing spam which now saturates all of the sex newsgroups.

The vast majority of the stories I post will be plain bondage
orientated with a few subfem & femdom ones thrown in. Anything a
little stronger in terms of s&m isn't really my scene so there won't
be much like that. Also please note I am NOT the author of any of the
stories so the copyright notices of ALL of the original authors still
apply. (Also there is nothing that I can see from the original post
which says I can't repost this story. If you are the author and you do
NOT want it reposted then I suggest you let me, & everyone else,
know).

I hope you enjoy whatever I do post.

Bye for now. 

Anakha
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Subject: ST: Hired Help(52, Epilogue)
From: dark1@inwave.com (Dark One)
Date: Thu, 28 Mar 1996 02:39:39 GMT


        ******     WARNING to all unsullied minds!     ******
        ******       W A R N I N G ! ! ! ! ! !         ******
     The following story contains scenes of sex, bondage, and
deviant behavior drawn from my own pervered imagination.  If you
are less than 21 years of age, sexually uptight, or a self-riteous
pusher of your values upon others, read no more!

     This story may be copied and archived for non-profit purposes,
as long as it is unaltered in any way, this header is retained,
and the author (Dark One) is credited for it.

     All hard copy printing rights and all other rights
are reserved by the author.

HIRED HELP -- part 18 (chapter 52, epilogue)

by Dark One


Chapter 52

     The recessional was a blur for her.  Even as the vibrations
stopped within her, she somehow did not feel in touch with reality.
     The walk out was just as slow as her trek down the aisle.
However, it was much easier with Richard to lean on.
     "How... why...?" she asked him as she stumbled slightly.
     "Would you expect any less from me?" he said with a smile.
     Richard had arranged for a reception of sorts in the house.
There was a buffet table set up, and music was playing in the
background.
     She felt something happening behind her.  Becky, the rubber
french maid, was industriously folding up her train and bustling it
for her.
     All of the guests were about.  She saw her mother flirting
shamelessly with Ben, who egged her on.  "These are my nieces," he
said, to indroduce his two live-in lovers.
     Jennifer smiled at this.  Be careful what you ask for, mother,
she thought.  You might just get it.
     Richard was flitting about, making small talk with the guests.
Jennifer, in her very restrictive and cumbersome dress, was not about
to try that.  Instead, she walked very slowly and let the guests come
to her.
     Laura walked over to her.  "That was a hell of a kiss you gave
him," she said.  "I don't think I've *ever* seen a kiss that intense
before."
     "I doubt you ever will again," Jennifer replied.
     There was again a buzzing sound from Laura.  A few seconds
later, it disappeared.  "Vicki is really having a rough time of it,"
she said, gesturing.
     Jennifer turned her head to look.  Vicki had taken a seat in the
corner of the room.  She was writhing and twisting in the dress.
Finally, she stopped writhing and let out a tiny sigh in her corset.
     "It's on more than it's off with her," Laura said.
     "What about the others?" Jennifer asked.
     "Ben's two nieces are doing all right," she said.  Oh, she
doesn't know, thought Jennifer.  "The other two women are not doing
so well, either.  I don't know who they are with, or what their names
are."
     She spotted Mary as she walked into the room.  She headed
straight for Richard.  They exchanged brief words, then she saw Mary
hand Richard a small box with a short antenna on it.
     He touched a button briefly, and her vibrators momentarily came
to life.  "Richard, you sly devil you!" she said.
     "What?" replied Laura.
     "Nothing," said Jennifer.  "Nothing at all."
     There was no dancing scheduled for the event.  It was not like
Jennifer or any of the female guests could have danced anyway.  She
noticed that all of the male guests, Richard included, were walking a
bit more cautiously and awkwardly than ususal, and sat down very
gingerly in the chairs.
     More people showed up as the afternoon turned into evening.
Most were people associated with Fantasy Supreme, and came garbed in
kinky and bondage attire.
     There was a sudden quieting of the general din as a leather
garbed woman made her entrance.  She wore a tight leather corset over
a black leather body suit and heels.  In each hand, she held a leash.
 After she walked inside, she saw that he leashes were connected to
the collars of two men that wore little except thin leather harnesses
and minimal leather shorts.
     "Susana," Jennifer said, under her breath, as she recognized the
woman.
     Richard immediately walked over to Jennifer and took her arm.
"That's my ex-wife," he said.  "I didn't know that she would be here.
 I did not invite her."
     "It'll be all right," said Jennifer.
     Susana made directly for Richard.  "So!  It's been a long time!"
she said.
     "It has," replied Richard.  "Please meet my wife Jennifer.
Jennifer, this is my ex-wife Susana."
     The woman nodded to her.  "Found your soul-mate at last?" she
asked.
     "I could ask for no more," replied Richard.  "And yourself?"
     "I don't think I could ever settle on just one," she said.
"Here are my two favorites, Edward and Gerard."
     "You don't look happy to see me," Susana said after a pause.
     "I... was not expecting you," replied Richard.
     "I still have contacts at FS, you know.  It's not hard to find
out about such things, really."
     "I see.  Why did you show up, then?" he asked cautionsly.
     Susana smiled at him.  "I don't have any ill will towards you
any more, dear Richard.  You have a very lovely wife, and I wish the
best for both of you."
     "I just showed up to say that it's truly over between us.  You
can get on with your life with you new wife and not concern yourself
with me.  I live a life that I love, and I am surrounded by people
that adore me.
     "Be happy, for a change, Richard.  I heard how you moped around
after I was gone.  Just be happy."
     Susana turned to Jennifer.  "You are beautiful in that dress,
Jennifer.  You've caught a wonderful man.  It just wasn't meant for
me."
     With that, she turned and looked around the crowd.  "Henry!" she
said, and with her two men in tow, she headed away from them.
     Jennifer leaned over to Richard.  "So... you have the remote
control now?" she asked.
     "How did you know about that?" he asked.
     "I saw Mary giving it to you," she said.
     Richard reached into the pocked of his jacket.  A moment later,
the vibrators within her came to life.  "You twisted man!" she said,
holding on to him and twisting.
     "That's for later," he said as the vibrations ceased.

     Her mother stopped by to talk to her on the way out the door.
"I'm so happy for you," she said.  "But I have to go now,"
     "I'm sure I'll see you later," said Ben, giving her a leer.
"I'll stop by just to get a look at you."
     Her mother and Ben walked out together, followed by the two
younger women.  There was a brief moment of buzzing from the two
women, but within seconds, the buzzing had stopped and they were
continuing after the couple as fast as they could go in their heels
and silver vinyl hobble dresses.
     The other guests parted soon afterwards.  Vicki and her husband
Henry had been the first to leave, and Jennifer had heard a loud moan
just moments after she had disappeared out the door.
     Richard and Jennifer were left alone, with the mess all around
them.  "Well, I'm pooped," said Jennifer.  "I'm ready for bed.  Are
you?" she said with a wink.
     "Not quite," said Richard, as he pulled out the remote control.
"We have some batteries to run out, first.  Then we can retire to the
bedroom.  The evening is still young."
     "Run... out?"  she said, with eyes wide.
     "You might want to sit down for this," he said with a broad
smile.
     Jennifer was in the middle of the room, with all of the chairs
and couches at the periphery.  She tried to hurry as best she could
towards a couch, but all that her extra efforts seemed to accomplish
was to move the vibrators around within her even more.
     Gasping for air against her corset, she was seized by a wave of
pleasure just feet away from the couch.  She fell forward, onto the
couch, as the vibrations continued relentlessly.

Epoligue

     "I won't be long on the phone," Jennifer said as she dialed.
     It took several rings before the phone was picked up.  "Hello?"
     "Mother!  How good to talk with you!" she said, enthusiastically
with an evil grin on her face.
     "Jennifer... I don't know if I really want to talk right now,"
she said.
     "Oh, but I'm being a good daughter.  I have to call my beloved
mother to tell her how much I love her!"
     "I... had a rough night," she said.
     "I heard that you went home with Ben after the reception.  Is
that true?"
     "Well... he invited me over for a drink afterwards," she said.
     Turn down a drink? Never! thought Jennifer.
     "You know, Richard just talked to Ben.  Ben really wants to have
you over again,"
she said.  "Now, be honest with me, is Ben going to be my stepdaddy?"
     "I don't think so," replied her mother curtly.
     "Did you at least have a good time?" Jennifer asked.
     There was dead silence from the other end of the line.  "Ben
sure seemed to think that you did.  Is that the first time you did it
with a woman?"
     There was another long pause, and the sound of ragged breathing.
 "All he did was watch!" she exclaimed.  "That's all he did!"
     "So, maybe I should buy you another dildo for your birthday,"
she said.  "You seemed to really enjoy it."
     "Shut up!" her mother exclaimed.  "I don't want to talk about
it!"
     "Did you really offer to suck his cock?" she asked.
     "Jennifer!  You horrible daughter!"
     "I really don't have to ask you," she said.  "Ben taped the
whole thing.  We're going to go over there and watch it next week..."
     Her mother's voice was replaced by a dial tone.  "Hmmm... I
guess she doesn't want to talk to me anymore."
     Jennifer stood up and smoothed out her dress.  It was made of
black vinyl, and covered her from neck to the floor.  It was a very
tight sheath dress, with no slit, and her steps were restricted to
less than a foot.  Six inch black heels were locked onto her feet.
     Jennifer was becoming used to maneuvering around in dresses like
this.  Underneath it, there was a corset, and the chastity belt that
she had worn under her wedding dress.
     There was a buzzing from the belt.  "Hey, just watch it!" she
said, picking up her own remote control.
     Richard was wearing a pair of tight black leather pants, with a
white silk shirt.  Underneath, he wore a butt plug and penis sheath,
with vibrators attached to each.  As Jennifer pushed the button on
her remote control, she heard his vibrators come to life.
     "En guard, Jennifer!" he said, holding his remote control with
antenna like a rapier.
     "I'm ready... I think," came Laura's voice.
     Laura walked in, balancing in black six inch heels.  She was
wearing the rubber maid's outfit that Jennifer had worn so many
times.  Long sleeves, high neck, very flared skirt.  Her figure was
accented by the tight corset she wore underneath.  Laura turned
around, and as her skirt rose up, Jennifer saw the chastity belt that
she had worn to the wedding.
     Jennifer knew that Richard had tinkered with the settings.  Now,
it only waited half as long before resuming its vibrations.  Laura
had to work twice as hard to keep it from distracting her endlessly.
>From the flush on her face, Jennifer guessed that she might not be
able to make it the whole night.
     There was the sound of the doorbell.  "That must be Collin!"
Jennifer said, walking over to her sister and fussing with her hair.
"Now, you have to look your best for this job," she said.
     "And answering the door is a part of your duties," said Richard.
     "Looking like this?" she said.
     "I've done it," said Jennifer.
     As Laura walked out of the room, Jennifer spoke up.  "Do you
think that Collin will like her?" she asked.
     "He'll positively drool over her," Richard replied.  "*I'd*
drool over her, if I wasn't married to you," he said.  "It must run
in your family.  I just wonder how much longer we'll have a maid
after Collin sees her."
     "I'd have to say three weeks, at the most," replied Jennifer.
"But... there *are* advantages to privacy," said Jennifer, as she
pushed the button on her remote control.

Anakha.
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