HIRED HELP
Chapter 23
"Now *that* is an interesting oufit!" said Vicki
Jennifer brought her head up, and saw Vicki standing in her
doorway. It was wednesday morning, and Jennifer had been zoning out
in her inflated wedding dress.
Vicki wore a red leather halter top, and a very tight red
leather miniskirt. On her feet, Jennifer saw red stiletto heels that
were at least six inches high.
"I'm sorry," she said. "I was dozing. I didn't get much sleep
last night."
"Did you *sleep* in that thing?" she asked.
Jennifer nodded. "I just wanted to try it on. It has a trick
closure in front. When I tried to get out of it... I dropped the
tool I needed on the floor."
"I've never seen that outfit before," she said, walking over to
pick up the metal bar. "Do you want some help with this?" she asked.
"Please," said Jennifer. Between the two of them, they were
able to figure out how to open up the corset. It took about fifteen
minutes for them to work the corset open.
Jennifer freed her torso from the dress. Then, she pushed
herself up out of the dress and slowly wormed her way out.
Vicki saw her in her white rubber hobble dress, white rubber
gloves, and stiletto heeled shoes. "There's a second layer? Is
there a third?" she asked.
"Actually, there is," she said, then her face turned red before
she could mention what it was. "How did you get in?" she asked,
changing the subject.
"Richard gave me a key, via Henry," she said. "I mentioned that
I would stop in and check on you today."
"Oh," she said.
"I'll wait out in the living room, so you can get changed," she
said.
Vicki walked away in her red stiletto heeled shoes. Jennifer
took off the white rubber hobble dress and gloves. She took off the
grope panties and bra, and was naked in her bedroom. Jennifer
wondered what to wear. She really didn't want to walk around naked.
Jennifer examined the outfits that were in her closet. There
was a satin maid's outfit, and a rubber maid's outfit. Both of those
required a corset underneath to wear, and that would require
assistance.
The red rubber hobble dress was much the same. She doubted that
she could zip it up without a corset underneath. The rubber body
suit would be impossible for her to get into herself, even if it did
not keep her arms at her sides. And the purple vinyl bridesmaid
dress also required assistance to properly lace the corset up in
back.
There was *one* outfit she could get into herself. Jennifer
took out her pair of black six inch stiletto heels. She took a
padlock, and locked them in place.
Next, she pulled the nineteen inch black satin corset out of the
drawer. Jennifer attached the corsetting device to the front of it,
and plugged it into the wall.
She was gasping by the time that it clicked shut. When it was
done, she unfastened it from the corset, and pulled out the zippered
black rubber hobble skirt from a drawer. She put it on, and left it
unzipped from knees to floor.
Dressed this way, Jennifer walked out to the living room
"What an outfit!" Vicki said. "How did you get into the corset
on without help?"
"This one fastens like the wedding dress," she said. "But now,
I can reach the tool if it falls to the floor."
Vicki nodded as Jennifer hobbled over to the couch that she was
sitting on and sat down next to her. "So," Jennifer continued, "You
have some ideas for me? To turn Richard on?"
Vicki smiled at this. "I bet that you are doing a wonderful job
right now. I did take the liberty of ordering some extra things for
you from Fantasy Supreme. I'm sure that he'd love these kinds of
surprises. Unfortunately, they won't be done until tomorrow
morning."
"Too bad," said Jennifer. "Out of curiosity, are all of the
other guys into the same stuff as Richard? It seems like you said
that your husband has some different tastes."
Vicki thought about the question. "Richard takes the fetish
thing the furthest. I think that all six of the guys get into it at
least to some degree. My husband has built up quite a collection for
me. But Henry doesn't really like anything that would get in the way
of him if he would get horny. As you might guess, he doesn't really
like me to wear hobble skirts for long."
"But..." said Jennifer. "Didn't you wear one for your
'wedding'?"
"That came off in a hurry, if you remember," she said. "And I
had some input into that ceremony as well."
"Like what?" Jennifer asked.
"The chastity belt was my idea," she said. "I had it on the
full day before. You wouldn't *believe* how antsy he gets when he
can't have me... even if it's for a short period of time. He's like
a little kid... all you have to do is tell him no, and he wants it
*so* much!"
"What about the other guys?" Jennifer asked.
"Hmmmm... Let's see. I've told you about my husband Henry, and
of course you know about Richard. John, the one that came in drag to
the wedding. He's married to a pretty woman named Lisa. He really
likes his wife to wear things like heels, tight girdles or corsets,
garter belts, stockings and the like. From talking to her, he likes
to tie her up when she's dressed like this. John is probably a
closet transvestite, but I don't think he could say that aloud.
"Adam really likes his leather. He is engaged, but not married.
He's the furthest into S&M."
"S&M?" Jennifer asked.
"Sadism and Masochism. He has quite a collection of paddles and
whips. Right now, he is a dominant, although I remember when he used
to switch around and take the submissive role now and again."
Jennifer thought about that. "I... don't think that I would
like that," she said.
"My husband and I have played a little in that area" said Vicki.
"Sometimes I'm *such* a bad girl that he bends me over his knee and
gives me a good spanking."
Jennifer's mind wandered back to the magazine that was in her
bathroom, then came back to reality. "I guess that if Richard
spanked me, it wouldn't be that bad."
"I bet that you'd enjoy every minute of it," she said. "But I
don't think that he would do that to you... or at least not very
often.
"Ben is just your basic kinky dirty old man, and a vouyer to
boot. His body can't quite keep up with his mind anymore. He
divorced his first wife because she wouldn't let him touch her. Now,
he has two live in bisexual girls. I've talked to both of them. He
likes to keep them tied up, either naked or dressed in kinky attire.
When he isn't able to join in, he's happy to just watch the two of
them go at it. Myself, I would be too jealous to share Henry with
anyone."
Jennifer nodded in agreement. "I wouldn't like to share
Richard," she said.
Vicki smiled at that. "Last, there's Collin. I think that he's
only a year older than Richard. He's also Ben's nephew. Rumor has
it that Collin had his start down the kinky road when he found his
uncle's porn collection. At least, that's when he found out that he
wasn't alone in his kinkiness.
"Collin isn't engaged or married. He has at least three girls
that he dates on and off. I think that he's too afraid to commit to
any one of them. That juggling has landed him in trouble, when he
couldn't convince any of the three of them to dress up for him! Oh,
maybe I should explain..."
"Richard explained the parties and the friday nights," Jennifer
said.
Vicki nodded. "All right. Collin *really* doesn't like to
dress up in drag when he can't get someone to show off on his friday
nights. Fortunately, this last year he's been fairly lucky with
getting one of them to dress up."
Jennifer's stomach rumbled. "I seem to have skipped breakfast.
Care to join me?" she asked.
"I already ate," she said. "I'll just nibble on some toast if
you want to make yourself something."
Jennifer stood up and wriggled over to the kitchen. Vicki
followed her and made herself some toast as Jennifer poured herself a
bowl of cereal.
"So," Jennifer said between bites. "What do you want to do
today?"
"Oh, I don't have any big plans," she said. "Maybe watch the
soaps today, chat with you and find out dirty secrets about Richard,
that sort of thing," she said with a smile.
"Well, only if you tell me what you know," she said.
As they finished up their breakfast, they returned to the living
room and turned on the television. Slowly Vicki pried out details
about Richard's treatment of her.
Jennifer told her about the first maid's outfit, and the locking
clothes that followed. Then the chastity belt topic came up, with
and without phalluses.
"Hmmmm," said Vicki. "Dildoes in the chastity belt. Seems
almost to go against the purpose of it... but I like the idea
somehow. I've never tried it."
"They vibrated, too," Jennifer said, and continued to talk about
her numerous experiences with it and the outfits she had worn with
it.
Their conversation died down when the soap operas came on.
"It's been months since I've seen Days," said Jennifer.
"Let me fill you in," said Vicki.
It was early afternoon, and Jennifer found that she had told her
almost everything about Richard and his sexual habits. "It seems
like I've been doing all the talking," she said. "What about you?"
"I have a confession to make," she said. "I'm fascinated with
this vibrating chastity belt thing," she said. "You know that I'm
going to *have* to try it."
Jennifer though about this. "I think that the box setup with
the switch is still in his den. If you want to try that..." she
said.
"That sounds interesting," said Vicki. "I'd like to try it with
the whole getup that you were wearing... assuming that it would fit.
We dont' seem to be too different in sizes."
They quickly compared measurements, and found that they were
rather similar. "Let's head up to my bedroom," she said.
The two stiletto heeled women went to Jennifer's room. The
inflated rubber wedding dress was still prominen in the center of the
room. "We have to do something about that," said Jennifer. "There
has to be a way to let the air out. I don't want to wreck it -- I
bet that Richard would get upset."
"Maybe you could leave it out," Vicki said, stepping around it.
"I bet he'd be tickled pink to find out that you got into it on your
own.
Jennifer thought about this, and nodded. There was still room
for the two of them to look in her mostly empty closet.
"When you said whole getup," said Jennifer, "did you mean the
red hobble dress or the black rubber maid's outfit?" she asked.
Vicki thought for a moment. "How about the red dress," she
said.
Jennifer nodded, and gathered the parts together. Locking red
heels, long red rubber gloves, red corset, and dress. The double
dildo chastity belt was in her dresser drawer. "Richard must have
put it there," she mumbled. The last items were the wrist restraints
that would fit into the timing device.
Vicki had already disrobed. First, the red satin corset. It
took her over ten minutes to lace her into it. "That's really
tight!" Vicki said when she was done.
"There's still over an inch left," said Jennifer. "But I can't
get it any tighter."
Next, Vicki sat down on the bed and Jennifer locked the six inch
stiletto heels onto her feet. "Locks for the shoes are interesting,"
said Vicki. "That idea might turn Henry on."
The rubber gloves took some struggling with, but they managed to
put them on Vicki. Next, was the chastity belt. Jennifer found that
Richard had left some lubricant on her dresser drawer. She liberally
greased up the rear phallus before locking it around Vicki's
corsetted waist and pulling the center strap through.
Vicki helped with the belt. It took a couple of minutes for her
to pull the plugs inside of her. When both phalluses were tightly
within her, she connected the crotch piece to the lock at the front
of the belt.
Vicki was about to get into the dress, but Jennifer stopped her.
"Let's get that on later," she said. "You'll see."
Jennifer led them out, and Vicki had no trouble keeping up.
Vicki carried the red hobble dress and the wrist cups as they made
their way to his den
Vicki followed as quickly as she could. "These dildoes
definitely keep the mind in the gutter," she said. "Right now, I
could go for ripping off Henry's clothes and throwing him to the bed!
That is, if he were around."
Finally, they arrived in Richard's den. Sure enough, two chairs
were set up with timer boxes and automatic restraints.
Jennifer ran the wire up from the box through the dress to the
receptacle in the chastity belt. Then, she helped Vicki get into the
dress. When she was done, Vicki was having problems standing in the
dress and heels.
She helped Vicki sit down in the chair. Jennifer carefully bent
over and fastened Vicki's ankles to the chair. Then, she had Vicki
put her hands behind her, and Jennifer put the metal forks into the
box.
Nothing happened, and the forks did not stay in place. "Is
something wrong?" asked Vicki.
"I think I need to set the timer," she said. Sure enough, the
timer said '0:00:00' Without understainding what she was doing, she
pushed the buttons on the device. Suddenly, the readout had
'2:00:00' on it.
"Close enough," she mumbled, putting the box back on the floor
with the face away from Vicki. She returned to Vicki and plugged the
forks into the control box. Immediately, she heard the surge of
power and the hum of the vibrators.
"Woooooo!" said Vicki. "Oh, god!"
Jennifer managed to reach the control button and place it in
Vicki's hands. "I'm not sure where the armbinder is," she said, "So
you'll just have to hold on to this. Remember, pushing the button
stops the vibrations, but adds time."
"Oh my god!" she said. "How long did you set it for?"
"An hour or so," she lied, feeling mischevious.
"Maybe this wasn't such a good idea," said Vicki. Her breathing
was fast and it appeared that she was laboring against the corset.
She wriggled in the tight rubber hobble dress that hugged her body.
"I managed it," Jennifer replied. "I'm going to let you stew
there for awhile," she said. "I'm going to head downstairs and see
if I can find any other interesting outfits to wear."
Jennifer was halfway down the stairs to the basement when she
rememberd that Richard had the only key to the chastity belt that
Vicki now wore. The keys in her room would not work. Jennifer's
release from the belt was hundreds of miles away.
Jennifer thought about turning around and telling Vicki, but
decided against it. "Nothing I can do about it now," she said aloud.
"She might as well have some fun first!"
