Marie is now well versed in the depraved world of Mr. Marston, her master. A lowly maid in his employ, he has made her his pet, to be used for his pleasure whenever the whim takes him.And on this particular night, he has big plans for Marie. He is holding a masked ball, where all kinds of licentious passions will be unleashed. And Marie is to be the star attraction….
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Marie kept her eyes fixed on the upholstery of the furniture in front of her, keenly aware of how the corset restricted her breathing that had quickened in response to the stripping. “Bend over and place your hands on the stool.”
Bending down proved a little difficult, restricted as her movements were by the corset. She had to spread her legs and bend her knees a little to reach the stool. She dug her fingertips into the plush upholstery, feeling like she was on display, which did not really diminish her arousal. Marie was keenly aware of being observed and appraised, and — given the nature of the event — of what kind of thoughts she must have evoked in the other guests. She felt like prey or a plaything, and she was sure that that’s how she was seen.
A length of rope was looped under the stool and then wrapped around each of her wrists separately, securing her to the piece of furniture. Marie knew better than to test those ropes, instead she waited with bated breath for whatever would come next.
“My esteemed guests, Lords and Ladies, if I may have your attention for just a moment,” said Mr. Marston. “I hope that you have enjoyed the festivities as much as I have. As your host, I feel that it is my duty to offer you one last bit of entertainment. You are welcome to use this pretty little thing here however you wish. I’m sure you know where to find supplies for all kind of conquests, should you be that way inclined. Enjoy!”
