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WARNING: the following contains graphic sexuality and it is intended for
adult readers only.  If you are easily offended or not of legal age then
turn away now.  For everyone else, enjoy the ride.

                "The Perfect Model" 
                           by Mahgirb

Chapter 3

Jessie asked to be excused before dessert was served, as she said she
was not feeling well. Jennifer also left the table to escort the young
girl back to the living quarters.

Still in shock, Jessie did not even resist when Jennifer undressed her.
Jessie revived herself however when Jennifer began to tug at her
panties.  

"No, that's alright, I prefer to sleep in them," Jessie quickly snapped.

"And your bra too?"

"Uh, yes, my bra and panties."

"Oh come on, stop being so shy."  And with that Jennifer unfastened the
bra and peeled the fabric back to reveal Jessie's 36C breasts. 

"Now you have nothing to be ashamed of here, in fact, " Jennifer added,
"You really have beautiful breasts."

To illustrate her point she reached out to cup Jessie's naked breasts.
Fondling them just enough to make Jessie begin to tingle. Jennifer
rubbed her fingers around the growing nipples and Jessie's sensations
grew exponentially. She had never been touched by a woman before; and
she found herself captivated by this new experience.

Jennifer slowly moved her hands down to Jessie's panties.  At this,
Jessie again awoke from her daze and resisted. 

"No, please, it's been a long day.  I'd just like to go to bed now."

"Okay, silly.  I'll let you get some sleep."  Jennifer walked to the
door. "Oh, and if you need anything, like a midnight snack, just help
yourself to the leftovers in the kitchen. 'Night."

Jessie actually prefered to sleep naked, but for some reason felt
nervous in doing so this evening.  She turned the lights out, wrapped
the covers tight around her, and closed her eyes.

The next morning, she was awakened by a knock at the door.  At first
Jessie ignored it, but the knock was steady and persistent.

"Come in," she moaned.

Through the early morning haze in her eyes Jessie could make out the
familiar Maid's uniform.  It was one of the maids from the kitchen---she
could not tell any of them apart from the others---and this maid was
ushering in breakfast on a tray.  

"The master of the house thought you could use a breakfast-in-bed this
morning, mademoiselle."

As Jessie lifted herself up to sit, her eyes began to focus better.
This maid had something different about her.  Jewelry, and what strange
jewelry it was.  The maid busied herself with the trays while Jessie
stared without blinking at the woman's face.

Small metal rings pierced her eyebrows and a row of earrings lined each
earlobe.  More breathtaking was the heavy silver ring that pierced
through her nose, through the nasal septum acutally, almost touching her
upper lip.

"Do, do those things hurt?" Jessie asked while pointing at the objects.

"What things mademoiselle?"

"The things, the metal rings in your, in you---"

"Oh, no mademoiselle," she responded, always looking down and away,
"Well, yes, at first, but now they feel quite normal. In fact, I have
many more.  If Mr. Blaine permits, I will show you sometime,
mademoiselle."

Stunned, Jessie followed the maid with her eyes as the high-heeled woman
exited the room.  Last night was not a dream, she realized now.  The
girl on the dinner table---Pauline---was real, and the maid was real.
What have I gotten myself into? Jessie repeated to herself over and
over.     

End of Chapter 3


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