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HIRED HELP
by Dark One
dark1@inwave.com
Chapter 19
"Yes!!!!!!" screamed Jennifer as the vibrations stopped in her
groin.
Richard's vibrations were still going strong. "You win, you
voluptuous vixen," he said.
Jennifer bent over as best she could in her outfit and fumbled
with the restraints at her ankles. She was nearly breathless in her
ultratight corset, but managed to get her legs unbuckled.
She stood up triumphantly in her six inch locked on heels.
There were several blobs of cum on her, one between her breasts and
three on her ever so tight hobble skirt. "Look at what a mess you've
made," she said, with her latexed gloved hands on her corset and
rubber exaggerated hips.
"You set the stage," he said. His cock was still hard in his
belt as the vibrator continued to buzz and stimulate it. She knew
that there was another vibrator attached to a butt plug inside of
him.
Jennifer unzipped her hobble skirt and unplugged the cord from
her belt. She walked over to the boxes. She saw that hers displayed
a blinking zero, while his had thirty minutes still left on it. He
did hit me with his semen enough times, she thought.
"What about me?" Richard asked.
"You are done when the time runs out," she said.
"Oh, you cruel woman," he said.
Jennifer grinned a devious smile as she took her skirt and
walked to the bathroom. "Let's watch him squirm," she said, as she
cleaned wiped up her black latex maid's outfit and black hobble
skirt.
Jennifer walked back to his den, and stopped outside of it to
put the hobble skirt back on. She left the bottom zipper unzipped up
to the knees. Now, when she walked in, her ankles were free, but her
knees were still almost immovable against each other.
"Richard," she said as she slinked her way over to him. "I just
wanted to say goodnight," she said to him.
"Goodnight," he said, with a smile on his face.
"In a special way," she said. She walked directly in front of
him, showing her full backside to him. Then she sat down on his lap,
and put her latex covered arms around his chest.
Jennifer pushed her tight rubber covered breasts against him and
kissed him deeply. He looked surprised by this, but quickly
participated in the kissing. "How are you doing," she said as she
stroked his back with her black gloved hands.
She saw a shiver go through him. Jennifer wriggled around on
his lap, making sure to jostle his vibrating penis. A minute later,
her efforts were rewarded. He ejaculated yet again, hitting the side
of her hobble skirt.
"It seems like *you* are the one who has to work on their
threshhold for pleasure," she said.
"You twisted woman," he said with a smile on his face.
Jennifer smiled back and stood up. She walked out of the room,
and saw that his timer now read 53 minutes. "Goodnight," she said
with a smile as she left the room.
Jennifer returned to her room and took off her hobble skirt.
She cleaned it up again, then went to the keys on the ring. "Wait a
sec," she thought. Jennifer went over to the temperature controls in
the room and turned the room down a few degrees, then turned the
lights down. "If he comes in here in the morning and sees me like
this, he'll be hot and ready to go in the morning."
She was still wearing her special bedtime cuffs from the
competition with Richard. Jennifer, with the skirt in her hands,
worked her way face up to the center of the bed. She put the control
wire through the skirt and plugged it into her belt. Then she
slipped the hobble skirt up and zipped it completely up.
Jennifer wriggled up the bed and fastened her wrists to the
chain at the head of the bed. She was immediately greeted by a
double vibration that was not normal for her sleeping arrangements.
"This one has *two* vibrators," she said as she wriggled on the
bed. Within minutes, she was moaning and thrashing as best her
rubbery restraints would allow.
With a final last dying hum, her belt lost power. Jennifer,
awake now, found that her hands were free of their restraints.
Richard was not yet there. Jennifer stayed there in bed and
turned her body towards the doorway, waiting for him.
Richard arrived a few minutes later. When he opened the door,
he saw her all dressed in skintight rubber, from her gloves and maid
outfit to her hobble skirt. Her shoes were still on as well. "Would
you mind helping me disrobe?" she said. "We have a *busy* day
today."
Richard smiled but was silent as he walked in. He did indeed
help her disrobe, and within twenty minutes she was left only in her
corset. Her feet felt funny and tight from being in heels so long.
"This too," she said, pointing at her corset.
Richard took out a long flat metal tool that slid between the
locking front busks. He moved it back and forth in a way that she
could not understand. Then, he went over to the corsetting device
and re-attached it to the front of her corset.
"I have to tighten the corset slightly to release the hooks," he
said, as he turned it on.
Even another quarter of an inch felt so tight to Jennifer. He
moved the tool up suddenly, and she felt something change with the
corset.
Richard reversed the motors on the corsetting device. Slowly,
the corset opened up, allowing her to breath fully for the first time
in over a day.
"Do you wish to freshen up first, or would you rather start
right away," he said.
The impulse was strong, but she elected to take a quick shower
first. "I want to really enjoy today," she said. "I'll just be a
few minutes."
When she emerged from the shower, Richard was waiting there with
a blindfold. "What is that for?" he asked.
"You didn't say anything about blindfolds," he said. Jennifer
sighed, but allowed him to tie it around her head.
Richard first led her to the kitchen, and fed her a breakfast.
Afterwards, he led her out of the kitchen. She found herself
navigating a set of stairs down. "What are we doing?" she asked.
"You'll see," he said. "You won't have to be patient much
longer."
"Mmmmm!" she moaned aloud.
Jennifer was still blindfolded, and now she was tied
spread-eagle to an X-shaped wooden rack. This rack was below her,
supporting her arms, legs, and torso. It was padded and comfortable,
except for the restraints at the corners that kept her wrists and
ankles in place.
There was no excess material in the rack except what was needed
to keep her in place and about three feet above the floor. Because
of this, Richard was able to sit on the floor, and his head was right
at her wet, waiting crotch.
Richard resumed his work, and continued to nibble on the outside
of her labia. He slowly worked his way in, starting at the very top
of her pussy.
"Oh!" she moaned aloud. "That feels *so* good!" And I won't
pass out this time! she vowed.
Jennifer lost track of time as he slowly brought his tongue into
play. He moved it around inside of her, just barely brushing her
clitoris. Then he turned his attentions elsewhere as she panted.
He did this four more times, and Jennifer moved her hips around,
trying to get his tongue to stay against her pleasure spot. But he
was careful, and her movements did not get her any closer to release.
"God!" she said aloud. "I'm *so* close!"
Richard did not seem to hear her. He leisurely kept his
attention just above her clit. He stroked her legs with his hands as
he progressed. Closer, oh, so close...
In his style, he suddenly went from teasing to ravishing. His
tongue now pushed against her clit, and rapidly wriggled up and down
in her wet, waiting pussy.
It was only seconds before the pleasure took ahold of her. Her
arms and legs strained against their restraints. She tried to close
her legs around his head, to get him to stop, but he insistently
continued. "God! Stop!" she screamed. "I can't take this!"
"Stop?" he asked as he brought his face free of her crotch. "Do
you mean that the day is over for you?"
"No!" she said aloud. Slowly, the pleasure passed through her.
"Only if you tell me not to stop," he said.
"Don't stop!" she said aloud. Grinning, he immediately moved
his mouth between her legs and within seconds found her clitoris with
his tongue yet again.
"Richard!" she screamed out as he sent her soaring again. He
relented this time as her pelvis bucked around wildly.
"You like?" he asked. She could not see the look on his face.
"God yes!" she said. "Oh, Richard. That was wonderful!"
He brought his hands along her legs, then felt her narrow waist
and tender breasts. Slowly, he massaged them, moving in circles
closer and closer to her nipples. He paused there for a moment, then
let go of her entirely for a moment.
When she felt him again, his lips were once again at her crotch.
He left her lying there after she had been brought to several
heights of pleasure. When he returned, he started by kissing her.
First, gently on the lips. As she strained up for more, he worked
down her neck, then between her breasts. Richard lingered a moment
at her bellybutton, then worked his way down her leg.
When he worked his way back up, he again started his slow,
gentle massage of her pussy with his lips.
"Oh, ohohohohooooo!" she said as his lips brought her to yet
another climax.
Jennifer had lost track of the number of times she had felt
that. She was surprised to feel him untying her from the rack, and
taking off her blindfold.
Her eyes were not accustomed to the light, and she squinted at
him. "It's lunchtime," he said. "If you would care to accompany me
upstairs, for a light lunch?" he asked.
She was on his bed, now. The six inch heels were locked onto
her feet, and her legs were spread wide by the metal spreader bar.
Jennifer's arms were held wide apart by another spreader bar, and a
chain connected it to the wall. Again, she was blindfolded.
Richard was on top of her, slowly thrusting inside of her. She
had no choice but to spread her legs wide for him, but she wouldn't
have it any other way now. "Richard," she said aloud. "Oh,
Richard!"
"Yes, Jennifer?" he replied without missing a long, slow stroke.
He paused with his penis deep inside of her to gently suck on her
nipples. "Is there anything I can do for you?" he asked.
"You're doing it!" she let out. "Just keep doing it. More!"
she pleaded as he continued his slow, relentless pace.
Richard sped up ever so slowly. She tried to twist around on
the bed, but couldn't. "Ooooh!" she said as she bent her knees as
far as they could be bent.
His pace was no longer leisurely. Jennifer clenched her fists
and twisted her stiletto heeled shoes around in their restraints.
"I'm sooooo close!"
Richard held his pace right there. Jennifer twisted and
thrashed on the bed. She arched her back and tried to move down the
bed, to take him inside of her just that little bit more...
"Aaaaaaaa!" she exclaimed as every muscle in her body tensed up.
"Please! Harder! Please!" she begged, right on the threshhold.
Richard switched gears, from his relentless beat to one of
frantic urgency. Jennifer went over the top, and screamed at the top
of her lungs.
Richard paused for only second to let her recover. Then he
pounded into her again, bringing her to another thunderous peak.
Jennifer thrashed about in her restraints, but could do nothing
to affect the sensations in her crotch. "Please....! not... ohhhh!"
she moaned as another one swept through her sweat covered body.
As she finally felt him ejaculate inside of her, she felt a
moment of triumph. I didn't pass out, she said as he pulled out of
her.
Chapter 20
There was a warm glow of pleasure wandering around under her
skin as Richard released her arms and legs from the bars.
"What now?" she asked dreamily. Richard removed her blindfold,
but she didn't bother to open her eyes.
"The day is over, and evening has started," Richard said. "Come
on. I took the liberty of ordering pizza for supper. It's on the
table now."
"Pizza!" she exclaimed. Her stomach grumbled as Richard
unlocked the shoes from her feet. "I haven't had that in weeks!"
She opened her eyes and saw that Richard was also naked. She
followed him out of his room and to the kitchen.
Jennifer grabbed a piece of pizza before she even sat down.
Richard sat down and joined her.
"You didn't *have* to stop then," she said.
"I might have gone on longer, but we are going to have guests
over tonight."
"Guests?" she asked. "What guests?"
"Henry and his wife Vicki are coming over. It seems that he has
finally untied his wife after their renewal of vows, so they can now
socialize again. He told me that he'd like to use the pool. He has
not yet had one installed."
"When did you talk to him?" she asked.
"I returned his message and ordered pizza during our brief
breaks," he said. "I didn't want to be gone for too long, so I kept
my calls brief."
Jennifer thought back, and guessed that he would have had enough
time to do that. "Are you going to give me a swimsuit to wear?" she
asked. Richard nodded. "Actually, if you would clean up supper,
I'll attend to that detail right now," he said.
She cleaned up the table and put the leftover pizza in the
refrigerator. Jennifer sat down and waited briefly for Richard to
return.
When he did, Jennifer had a funny feeling when she saw what he
was holding. "This is it," he said with a smile as he handed the
blue rubber garment over to her. He was wearing only tight rubber
swimtrunks himself.
She spread it out on the table. It was made of blue rubber, and
would extend from her breasts down to her toes. It had a zipper in
back, and would hold her legs together. At the bottom, there was a
single swimming fin.
In short, it was a mermaid's tail.
Her underwater dream suddenly came to mind. "Are you all
right?" he asked as she stared off into space.
"I'm fine," she said suddenly. Jennifer unzipped it, and
slipped into it.
Richard had to help her zip it up in back. When it was on, she
found that the fin was made of very rigid rubber, and her feet were
bent straight down. She couldn't even stand up on dry ground, much
less walk. There was a subtle pattern of scales worked right into
the texture of the rubber. Both of her breasts were covered, but
with the skintight material over them, they moved as if they weren't
covered at all.
"When are they going to be over?" she asked.
The distinctive sound of the doorbell interrupted their
conversation. "I'd say that they are already here," he said. "I'll
get you to poolside first."
Richard picked her up, and carried her to the side of the
inground pool. She had strange feeilings about wearing it... but
definitely liked the feeling of his hands around her, sweeping her
off of her feet...
Her dream was interrupted as he put her down. "I'll be right
back," he said, giving her a quick kiss on the lips. Jennifer's
heart raced when he did, and she was left aching when his lips left
her face.
A minute later, Richard returned with his two guests. Both
Henry and Vicki were wearing long bathrobes. From her low vantage
point' Jennifer could see that Vicki was wearing red stiletto heeled
sandals that were probably six inches high.
"Now that's an interesting bathing suit," Henry said as he saw
Jennifer lounging at the side of the pool.
"We could get one for Vicki fairly quickly," Richard said.
Henry's wife looked at Jennifer and studied her up and down.
"It looks good on her," she said.
"I don't think it's quite my style," said Henry. "But I can see
the appeal."
Jennifer quickly found out what Henry's style was. All three of
them sat down in chairs very close to her and the edge of the pool.
First, Henry and Vicki took off their bathrobes. Henry was wearing
rubber bathing trunks, similar to Richards. There was a zipper in
front, which would allow easy access to the male organs withing.
Vicki wore a bikini that looked to be made of shiny red latex,
and six inch high stiletto sandals with long lacings that wound up
her ankles. Jennifer saw that the crotch of her bathing suit was
open, allowing free access to her vagina.
Richard and Henry started to talk about stock prices of high
tech companies. Vicki listened for a few minutes, then left her
chair and sat down next to Jennifer.
"Nice outfit," Vicki said. "Really shows you off."
"Thank you," said Jennifer. "Richard wanted me to wear it
tonight," she said.
"Why don't you swim across the pool in it. I want to see how
you swim in it," she said. "I'll walk around and meet you there,"
she said.
Jennifer was curious herself. She slid into the pool, with a
momentary shock as the cooler water touched her skin. Vicki was
already on her stiletto heeled feet, walking around the pool with
sharp clicking sounds from her shoes.
Jennifer used a modified breast stroke to make her way across
the pool. She was able to propel herself somewhat by moving the tail
up and down. She could tell that it gave her quite a bit of power in
the water, but it was hard to synchronize with her arms.
When she reached the other side, Vicki was waitinig for her
there. Jennifer stayed in the pool, with her hand on the edge.
"What did you think?" she asked.
"Neat," she said. "I may have to get one, whether or not Henry
thinks that it his style," she said. "*I* would be the one wearing
it." Vicki sat down at the edge of the pool, and Jennifer pulled
herself out and sat down on the edge, with her tail in the water.
"Henry tells me that you're the 'hired help'," said Vicki.
Jennifer nodded. "It started that way, but..." she trailed off,
unsure of what she should tell the woman.
"But... it's gone further than that?" she said.
Jennifer nodded. "He offered me more money than I'd ever
thought I would be able to make. I started here because of that.
Now... I don't even think about the money."
"You took us all by storm," she said. "One day, Richard is
pining away alone in his huge mansion. The next day, you're there,
out of nowhere. We've been just a *little* curious about it all,"
she said. "And Richard has hardly been leaving his house as of late,
to come over and socialize with us. Talk about rumors now..."
"He almost didn't hire me," she said. "I think he was looking
for someone that... knew more about his... unusual interests," she
said indirectly.
"You mean you didn't know he was kinky to the bone when you
started working?" she said. "God, he had balls to do that."
"I begged him for the job," she said. "Now, I'm so glad that he
hired me. I've never met a man like him before."
Vicki smiled and chuckled at that. "He sure is different," she
said. "I hear that when Richard first started to seriously talk to
the guys about his interests, they were surprised at how bizzare he
was. He took them places that they had never gone before, so to
speak."
"What does he like?" she asked, with an idle flick of her tail.
"What does Richard *really* like?"
"You might know that better than I do," she said, twirling her
stiletto heeled shoes around. "I know that he really likes his women
to be in heels and corsets as much as possible. Rubber is a big
plus. He has a thing for hobble skirts, so your swimwear doesn't
surprise me."
"That sounds familiar," Jennifer said. "I... I really like
spending time here, with Richard" she said, "although I'm not sure if
I like every last detail. But things like the corset and the
heels... I'm getting used to them. But... somehow, there is a part
of him that he always keeps hidden. I don't know how to put it...
when he made love to me today..." Jennifer broke off and started
blushing after she blurted that out.
"You were at our renewal," Vicki said. "What could you have to
be embarassed about after seeing that? You were riding the dildoes
right there. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that
Richard was probably enjoying the personal services of his maid," she
said. "Go on. ...part that's hidden... when he made love to me
today..." she prompted.
"When he made love to me today," Jennifer resumed, "It was like
he was putting on a performance. It was wonderful... but he wasn't
really making love to me. He was putting on a show for my benefit,"
she said. "A *good* show," Jennifer said, with a smile on her face.
"What do you want?" Vicki asked.
Jennifer thought about that as she ran her hands through the
warm water of the pool. "I want to *really* get to know him," she
said. "I want him to not seize up whenever something reminds him of
his ex-wife," she said. "Maybe... I want to stay for a long time,"
she admitted.
Vicki thought about that. "I don't know how much I can help you
with Susana," she said. "We only know bits and pieces of what really
went on. But... one of the things that really turns him on, is when
a woman takes the initiative and plays to his desires. He wants a
woman that *wants* to be used by him, tied up, paraded around in
kinky outfits. He wants a woman that will surprise him with things
that he hasn't thought of or hasn't had the courage to ask to do.
"I know that because we had a really long talk several years
ago, before he started seeing Susana seriously. Actually, I think
that he mentioned a few other things that he would like to do..."
"Like what?" she asked.
"He likes the idea of going out in public with kinky stuff
underneath," she said. "He likes women that are elegantly dressed
up, from head to toe, because so much kinky stuff can be hidden
underneath," she said. "He told me a very vivid fantasy of his once.
He said that he would like to go to the opera with a woman that was
dressed up in a fancy gown. But underneath, she had on so much
bondage and rubber that she could barely walk."
Jennifer thought about that for a few moments. "But... aren't
guys usually turned on by seeing what they think is sexy?" she asked.
"I think that Richard is a little different," Vicki said. "I
think that if he just *knew* what was under the dress, it would get
him rock hard.
"I don't know if he ever did that with Susana. Actually, I
suspect that he didn't. I think that he was afraid to ask her to act
out some of his more extreme desires. I think that he was afraid
that she would run away if he did, or say no. Men in general don't
like to be turned down. They'd rather not ask."
"Hmmm..." said Jennifer.
"Tell you what," Vicki said. "Henry is leaving town on
wednesday, flying to the east coast on business. Now that I think
about it, I remember Henry saying that Richard might be coming with."
"Richard didn't tell me this," said Jennifer.
"I'll tell Henry to encourage Richard to come along," she said.
"Why don't I come over, and we can talk in more depth about what you
can do?" she asked.
"Sounds fine to me!" she said. "I could use some help now," she
admitted.
"I'll make a few calls to Fantasy Supreme," she said.
"Hopefully, when he gets back thursday morning, you'll be able to
knock his socks off," she said.
"I would really like to surprise him," said Jennifer. "Out of
curiosity, what is Henry into?" she asked.
Vicki smiled. "His big thing is that likes me to be available
to him at all times, even if he isn't actively screwing me. Notice
the bikini with a hole in it," she said. "Usually he likes to go to
bed with me tied to the bed, legs spread wide. Just in case he gets
in the mood," she said. "Sometimes, I'm the one in charge, and he's
tied to the bed. Usually when we go out on the town, he'll have me
wear a flowing skirt with nothing on underneath, just in case he
wants to throw them up and screw me in a closet or something. He
also likes the way my legs look in heels. A corset is bonus points,"
she said, "but a bare torso is good too."
"So," Vicki said, rising to her feet, "I see that Henry is
waving to me. I bet that he wants to skip the swimming part and take
me to one of Richard's spare bedrooms," she said with a smile.
"Wednesday, then?" she said.
"Wednesday," Jennifer agreed. She swam a slow, lazy course
back over to the two men.
"There you are, wench!" said Henry. "Let's skip this pool
thing. Just watching you is getting me all hot and bothered,"
"Henry!" she said with her hands on her hips. "Do we want our
hosts to think that we are animals in heat?" she asked.
"Fine by me!" Henry said, gathering her in close and putting his
hand at her crotch.
"Mmmmm..." she said, as he moved his hand. "Animals then," she
said as the two of them walked away from the pool.
"I'm ready for a swim," Richard said, diving in.
They must have spent at least two hours horsing around in the
pool. Jennifer soon improved in her ability to swim in the mermaid
tail, and was swimming circles around him. Richard was sitting on
the side of the pool, with his feet in the water, when Henry and
Vicki returned. "We're going home now," said Henry as he gathered
up his robe. "The wife needs some attention."
"Why don't you tell me something that I don't already know!"
Richard said with a smile on his face.
Vicki waved, then the two of them left, leaving Richard and
Jennifer alone in the pool.
"Have you ever made love to a mermaid?" Jennifer asked
playfully.
"I don't think that I have," he said in reply.
Jennifer swam to the edge of the pool and pulled at his rubber
swimsuit. Richard helped, and it was off in seconds. "What do you
have in mind?" he asked.
Jennifer would like to have straddled him, but that was rather
difficult in her swimsuit. So, instead, she pulled herself out of
the pool and used her mouth for something other than talking.
====================
HIRED HELP
by Dark One
Chapters 19-20
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