HIRED HELP
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 rubber
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 a pace 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.
