A VACATION FOR JESSICA....In which Dr. Masters "takes an interest"
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Jessica's very existence had become a blur to her. Consumed by hunger,
fatigue, fear and despair the now Novice/maid moved mindlessly from
one piece of furniture to the other. She had never felt so ridiculous
as she did at this moment. Her mouth stuffed full with a dustrag..tied
in so tight her cheeks and mouth hurt. The corset was so uncomfortable
she found it best just to keep her body in a bow and her head down as
she worked. She had no concept of what time it was or how long she had
been at it. She thought of stopping...just to sit perhaps for a
moment. But then she remembered the video camera and whoever was
watching her....so she kept on with her routine. She did not hear the
door open when a tall impeccably dressed man entered. Realizing
Jessica was oblivious to him, Dr. Masters crept along the side wall
and came up to a position directly behind her. "How is it going
Jessica?" Masters spoke loudly and the maid JUMPED! nearly leaving the
floor. "I see they've been keeping you busy....Yes, well you'll get
used to that" Jessica stood upright and turned to face him...she
stared blankly..only her eyes showed above the huge fluff of white
cloth tied in her mouth. Masters' eyes widened and his jaw went slack
for a moment as he quickly sized her up and down "Good God!!.... What
is the meaning of this ???" Jessica was clueless as she looked him in
the eyes trying to fathom the problem. "I came in to discuss a matter
of great importance with you....A VERY serious matter! And I find you
out of uniform and looking like an unmade bed besides!! Jessica was
trembling in fear and anxiety now. Her heart was beating out if her
chest and she felt sure hers shaky knees would collapse. "Mrs. Brown!
When I last saw you I had placed you in a E/P Gag! Where is it? All
maids and slaves are to wear starched and perfectly ironed uniforms at
all times. Where did you get that rumpled eyesore ??" Masters was
asking questions and of course Jessica could answer none thanks to the
choking wad in her mouth and the rag stuffed in front of it. "It would
seem, Mrs. Brown, that you don't take my rules very seriously!"
"MMmmfffggdd" Jessica shook her head <"No,No that's not it Sir!"> "No
huh?, That's what I thought. Well you're not the first to require
special "persuasion" I was about to have you serve the cocktail party
going on in the Ballroom...but since you look like that and have
disobeyed me, I have another idea."
Masters went to the supply cabinet and returned with what looked like
the cardboard tube from a roll of toilet paper. "Bend over this table
Jessica...face down" She complied and her nose and face were again
buried in the dust cloth. Masters was doing something with the back
of her long dress. Had she been able she would have seen him roll her
skirt onto the cardboard tube from the hem and commence to roll it all
the way up to her waist where he slipped it under the knot of her
apron strings. To her confusion and horror, Jessica realized he had
exposed her entire backside!!.....Something seemed to tickle...Masters
was WRITING! on her ass!! But What??? Masters stood back to admire
his handiwork. In big red letters "DISOBEDIENT MAID"..."SPANK" "HER" Masters spoke calmly. "Jessica,
Bart made a mistake. You were to have dusted the ballroom before the
guests arrived. You'll have to do it now." THEN we will deal with
the issue of your E/P gag and another more serious problem." The
Director took her by the arm and led her stumbling down the hall.
What a picture she made as from the front she was a stodgily attired
housemaid. While from the back, naked from the waist down. They
entered the huge ballroom which contained at least 40 - 50 couples
Jessica guessed. Masters rang a small bell on the wall and instantly
every head turned toward the door.
"Friends !" Masters spoke loudly. "I'm sorry for the interruption.
Mrs. Brown, a new slave/maid has work to complete in here...you
understand I'm sure. Jessica's face was afire with embarrassment.
She figured the best thing to do was to get right to work and hope to
get "lost" in the crowd. A frumpy maid amidst a room full of men and
women in formal dress. Jessica positioned herself in the only way she
could by a table. There was a wave of laughter and whispering that
went through the room. She began the humiliating act of putting her
face to the table when "SSWWAACCKK!!!" And Jessica jumped up straight
and lost her footing in her heels..she turned and "SSMMAACCKKK!" again
a hard blow on her butt! The entire crowd was laughing at the scene
and Jessica was mortified. Some man led her back to the table and bent
her over it's edge and "SWAACKK!, SSMMACCKK, WAAACCCKK!!
She screamed "STOP IT!! PLEASE!!! into her gag but nothing but a
mumble was heard. Now from the corner of her eye she could see people
lining up behind her and everyone present came up and spanked her as
long as they wished then moved on...Some stopped to look at her face
lost in the cloth. Her ass was on FIRE! Strong hands held her chest
down on the table...and that caused the sharp metal pads to bite into
her breasts again...the guests knew nothing of the "scrubbies" They
just held her motionless for the crowd to chastise her in turns..over
and over.
After what seemed like an hour, the little bell chimed again and all
attention was shifted to the door and Masters. Distorted, through
tear filled eyes, Jessica saw her first guard Cindy dragging something
into the room. An Orange extension cord draped her shoulder and she
was, of course, handcuffed, shackled and in a tight RKG. She glanced
at Jessica, still bent over the table but did not try to acknowledge
her. Jessica then recognized the long object as an ironing board.
Cindy hobbled out of the room and returned with an iron and can of
starch. Jessica, her butt throbbing was puzzled as Masters spoke.
"Ladies and gentlemen. We have a requirement that all slave/maids wear
their uniforms perfectly ironed. Mrs.Brown apparently had a lapse of
memory in that area and so she will correct it now...If you'll just
form a circle around the board....." And Masters half dragged the
shocked woman to the middle of the circle of laughing and tittering
guests. " Mrs.Brown, you are to remove your apron, dress and brassiere
and iron them here and now. Mrs. Batista will watch and inspect your
work carefully while Mrs. Goodman will stand behind you with this
paddle < A two foot by 4" "board" of maple > "Iron carefully for if
she see's a flaw, Mrs. Batista will signal silently and you will
receive a blow every ten seconds until YOU find it and correct it!!"
Someone placed a chair near jessica as Masters' voice commanded. "You
will disrobe NOW Mrs.Brown and you will rotate your position so as to
afford every one a clear view of your nakedness." Bart stepped
forward and quickly released her wrists. "Incidently Mrs. Brown, you
will undress very slowly and consider each move for it's appeal and
grace." <"Appeal and grace....I want to die!!"> Jessica considered
breaking for the door but in a 12" hobble that wouldn't work. She
wondered how bad the punishment could be if she just flatly refused.
She heard voices... men and women "Come on! Let's go Jessica! Show us
what you've got Mrs. Brown and all the time laughter rang in her ears.
She was completely surrounded in about a 6' circle...Obediently she
pulled open the bow behind her and lifted the huge apron up and over
her head. She folded it and placed it on the chair seat. She reached
for the button at the neck of her dress and opened it. Then the second
and third........ the humiliation was endless with buttons every four
inches to the bottom...20 maybe? Finally the lowly garment was laid
open and she let it fall with a shrug of her shoulders.
There was RUDE applause and cheering and she made out women's voices
gasping at the waist cincher. The crowd seemed to be closing in on
her....."The corset stays on slave!" Masters voice above the others
"And your heels!" Jessica reached behind her shoulder blades and
unsnapped her bra. Her breasts throbbed as the restraint loosened. She
lowered the bra and several women, as one, GASPED and two held a hand
to their mouths to stifle a comment. Jessica's breast were beet red
and showed the pressure pattern of the scouring pads. "Just a part of
her training folks...and quite as bad as it looks!!!" Master's voice
BOOMED over the crowd this time "Mrs. Brown...place your hands on top
of your head and display yourself to our friends until I tell you to
stop....REVOLVE!!!!" <"This can't be a part of it...why? Why me???? >
Masters allowed her to continue for ten minutes or so..most of the
crowd were now talking amongst themselves. Masters looked around
"Bart!...is he here? Bart? Oh there you are. Would you prepare
Mrs.Brown for some ironing please. "Of course" grinned the
giant....."Are you left or right handed Mrs.Brown?" "RRFFGGGG" Jessica
tried to speak.."What's that?" Jessica raised her right hand and Bart
got the message. "Ah! right! OK.. Working very quickly he ran a
doubled length of rope behind her neck and down to the front of her
armpits, through them around to the middle of her back and tied it so
tight her shoulders were pulled backwards. Jessica couldn't believe it
everyone she glanced at was staring intently at her. She was relieved
when he untied the knot behind her head and the scarf came loose and
the dustcloth fell to the floor. Though her mouth was still jacked
open by the wadding that had been so long in her mouth, Bart stuffed
another bandana completely in her mouth and bound it cruelly tight
like a bit between her teeth. Several onlookers nodded and clapped
softly at the severity of the gagging. Bart acknowledged them with a
nod and a smile. The green E/P towel he had removed earlier was
replaced and again her ears buzzed and her face was flushed from the
tightness of the cloth. And once again her poor cheeks bulged above
the gagging towel.
Now to her dismay Bart seized her left arm and folded it up hard
between her shoulder blades. Holding her wrist in his left hand he
produced a length of rope and in a minute Jessica's hand
was fast to the shoulder harness. <"I CAN'T iron with one hand!!">
"Begin your ironing Mrs Brown" Jessica looked at Masters for a long
moment with a look of exhaustion and defeat in her eyes...somehow she
hoped for him to say "OK, you've done enough...It's alright" but he
was starting to feel embarrassed before his guests and simply said
"Mrs.Brown!" and Jessica lowered to pick up the dress from the floor.
What followed was a nightmare for poor Jessica as she thought it had
been well planned to be!!! She would lift the dress on to the board
with her only hand and reach for the iron as the dress fell back to
the floor and before she could dip to retrieve it "TTHHWWAACCKK!!!" A
jarring blow from the paddle nearly knocked her to her knees. When she
managed to hold the dress by leaning against the board she could iron
it. Then Mrs. Batista would look closely and point to a slight crease
or wrinkle and step back and Jessica closed her eyes and held her
breath..."WWHHAAAPPPP!!!" another stroke delivered full force by the
wretched bitch Mrs. Goodman!! The hapless Jessica was chided and
paddled for nearly an hour when it was finally decided to allow her
the use of both hands. She managed to iron the ugly uniform with only
three or four more paddlings. Then she was made to iron the huge white
apron using a full can of spray starch at one woman's insistence. As
she ironed the bra, the copper pads were passed around and she heard
the giggling comments of some of the women..."Hurry up you need your
bra!" Before she had finished, the bra was snatched from the table by
Mrs. Goodman and the torturous pads were hurriedly passed back up
front. Mrs. Goodman fitted them into their cups and handed the
brassiere to Jessica....with a wide expectant smile on her lips. She
got what she wanted as Jessica lifted the bra into place then closed
her eyes TIGHTLY as she fastened the cruel device over her sore
breasts.
Without instructions, Jessica dressed herself again..no-one seemed to
mind. As she tied off her apron strings, a strange woman seized her
arm and dragged her to the 3-way mirror mumbling things like "Isn't
that better dear!" Jessica saw herself in the mirror for the first
time and was shocked. <"How awful!!! This dress! This God-awful apron!
And that kerchief...ohhh!> Bart caught up with her at that
point.."You've forgotten something Mrs.!" Jessica turned quickly to
see what he meant. "Give me your arms" and at once her right arm was
folded up and her hand tied to her left against her shoulder blade <"I
should have figured...."> "The Director has sent for you!" and Bart
propelled Jessica out of the room and they hurried back down the hall
from whence they'd come. Bart knocked twice then opened the door. Dr.
Masters was just setting down a wine glass on a small table where he
was seated. Jessica smell food! There was a second place setting
across from Masters and she could see steam wafting up from a hot
platter of food. As Bart guided her across the floor Masters said "Sit
down my poor Jessica....hungry?" <"This is another trick! What am I
supposed to do???"> She could only play it straight and she nodded
vigorously! "Well then, by all means eat!....Bart release Mrs. Brown's
hands and then tie her ankles to the chair legs please!" Jessica
slumped forward in the chair as Bart untied her hands from the
harness. He used the same rope to bind her ankles tightly! to the
front legs of the chair. "You may take your gag off for the present
Mrs.Brown" Masters spoke and watched intently as Jessica untied the
E/P towel then, again, had to work at removing the huge knot from
behind her teeth. Finally it rolled over her teeth and she began to
pluck the two cloth wads from her mouth. When her mouth was empty,
Jessica sat staring at Masters with her mouth open. It was virtually
paralyzed from the hours of restraint. She closed her eyes and rolled
her head from side as she slowly managed to close her mouth. Masters
watched with interest."Dear, dear..a gag is such an unpleasant
thing...yet I'm afraid there's nothing to do but to get used to them"
He reached across the table and patted her cheek. "Now understand
Jessica, I'm providing this meal because all prisoners are entitled to
eat and you've had a very long day which is not over yet!"
Masters sat back in his chair and sipped some wine. "And.....I thought
it would give us a chance to chat" <"He wants to CHAT??? Somethings
wrong with this picture..."> "Go ahead and eat my dear, you must be
famished" Jessica at once began to eat her hot roast beef sandwich,
potatoes and beans, hot rolls...she ate quickly fearing a time limit.
"Relax, Jessica enjoy your respite..." She slowed her eating and tried
to relax. Masters spoke softly to her " There is an exceptionally
lovely woman disguised in that ugly costume........far more so than
most of our inmates." He sipped more wine then set the glass down and
leaned toward Jessica. "Such a thing can work in your favor here" and
he chuckled softly. Jessica sensed his meaning at once and answered
too quickly "Thanks Dr. Majors...but no thanks!..........well, er..I'm
sorry...You were saying ?" Masters grinned. "Much better my dear
Mrs.Brown...much better!" Jessica sipped some wine. "We have serious
problems with you already, Jessica and it's only your first day. I
will overlook the unpressed dress..you "corrected" that. But you were
without the E/P gag I placed on you! and we have a far more serious
problem as well." Masters paused to let a flicker of fear form in
Jessica's mind. She watched him intently. "It seems that today's mail
contained a letter from my bank and your husbands retainer check for
$1500 Bounced!! I reached him and he assured me it would be good in
ten days. A very long time! I told him to make sure of that and that
in the meantime YOU would be making good for it also! He tried to
explain but I hung up on him. Since he has NO idea where to reach us,
I think he is quite upset about now !" Masters paused to
stare at Jessica. "Wondering just what he delivered his little wife
into!!"
Masters rose and walked to the wall and pushed some buttons on a
panel. "I had planned on allowing you certain leniencies, Jessica, in
return of course for certain favors from you.." He grinned again "But
it now appears you are far more of a discipline problem than I had
expected so for the time being at least, you will be treated exactly
as any other prisoner." Jessica heard the sound of jingling bells and
the familiar sounds of rustling plastic. It was Cindy again carrying
what appeared to be a tool box.. She set the box on the table and
opened it facing away from Jessica. Cindy's hands were unfettered now
but she wore hobbles and the usual RKG gag held her mouth wide open.
There was saliva dripping from the cloth and Cindy wiped it with the
plastic sleeve which only smeared it. Looking sadly at Jessica, the
slave/assistant quickly drew her hands down and tied them to the chair
sides. Then ignoring the sodden gag wads in Jessica's lap, Cindy
withdrew a large pad of white cloth and wadding it tightly, held it to
Jessica's lips. The prisoner opened her mouth widely to accept the
gag. Instead of a cloth to be tied behind the neck, Cindy pulled
strips of duct tape from a roll and pasted two criss cross pieces on
Jessica's face wrapping her cheeks to the ears. Masters was grinning
as though in anticipation as Jessica glanced innocently at him. There
was a flash of something metallic that caught her eye and as she
looked back at Cindy she screamed into her gag
"ooooOOOOOonnnNNNOOOOOff".."eeEEEEEZZZZZZ"
She shook her head wildly and Masters stepped forward to hold it.
"Stay still Jessica or it will be all the worse!!! Cindy pulled the
kerchief from her head revealing her beautiful red hair. Nearly waist
length and neatly bunned. Cindy looking at Masters hoped he was only
bluffing. But she knew he would not have called Cindy if he was. "You
have seen that ALL prisoners wear "regulation" haircuts! Your husband
had requested me to forego the haircut and frankly I had told him I
would consider it. However you have made that impossible by your
misdeeds" Cindy rapidly began to chop away at Jessica's hair with
abandon. Then she produced hand clippers which needed sharpening and
pulled at every bite. In only three or four minutes she was done!
Jessica's hair resembled a man's but uneven and irregular. She tousled
Jessica's hair and quickly put her supplies away. Then she ripped the
tape off Jessica's mouth roughly and placed her fingers on the gag as
if to warn against trying to spit it out. Then with the first twinkle
Jessica had seen in the slave's eyes she drew some white cloth from
her pocket, shook it out and fit it onto Jessica's head. It was an old
fashioned full MAIDS CAP!...looking for all the world like a frilly
bowl cover!. She adjusted and tucked until most of the prisoners hair
was covered and Jessica's unadorned face looked back at the pair.
Tears poured out of Jessica's eyes and down her cheeks..tears of
embarrassment and humiliation at what she knew she looked like now!
"Welcome to the Institute...number 2106!"
Masters pointed at the bound woman and roared with laughter! Cindy in
her RKG attempted to laugh with him..then turned and left the room.
Jessica's face fell to her chest....and she wondered how it would all
end...in her lap lay clumps and piles of what had been her crowning
glory. "Jessica, your "Novice" cap is a sign of your station here, or
lack of it You are NEVER to be seen without your cap. That
includes sleeping which will be explained to you eventually. I might
mention that the punishment for once omitting your pretty cap is a
clean shaven head!..Be thankful for the hair you have left
."Since I am quite busy, I am going to have you put to bed
earlier than usual. However you are to be brought to this office at
6:00 AM...Before your workday begins we will discuss three matters. A
special assignment. Your "pager" and the small matter of a $1500
check" Dr. Masters picked up the phone....."I want someone to retire
#2106... She's in my office......Novice/maid ! Look in your manual!!
That's what you have one for..........I don't care when ! She's tied
to a chair so she'll be waiting for you...Probably RKG.....Masters
slammed down the phone. "Wimps"! They're ALL afraid of me!" He picked
up a folder from from the desk and on his way out stopped and kissed
Jessica on the dustcap. He paused and fingered the mound of hair in
her lap..."Such a pity.........The huge door closed behind Jessica who
stared at the wall with unseeing eyes.