HIRED HELP
Chapter 40
Saturday morning, Jennifer woke up in Richard's bed. The last
night's activities were a blur to her. She tried to stretch, but
found out that her hands and legs were tied spread-eagle to the bed.
She wore nothing other than her restraints. Richard was not in
the room, but she heard sounds of activity from outside the room.
Richard returned with breakfast on a tray and a box which he sat
down on the floor. He was clothed in nothing except a pair of
slippers, and the sight of this brought a smile to her face.
Richard fed her while she was still tied to the bed. After
feeding himself, Jennifer noticed that his penis was rather stiff.
"Isn't it a little early to have a hard-on?" Jennifer asked in a
teasing voice.
"It's never too early for that," he replied. Slowly, he slid
onto the bed and climbed on top of her. He ran a hand down the side
of her ribcage, and nibbled on the side of her neck with his lips.
"Oh, Richard!" she said aloud as a tremor passed through her
body. "Oh!" She thrust upward with her hips, hoping to touch his
manhood hovering just inches above her.
Richard did not leave her wanting for very long.
Jennifer emerged from the shower with a towel over her head.
She didn't even think of covering herself as she walked into
Richard's room. She wore slippers with five inch heels as she walked
out.
"So, what surprise do you have for me today?" she asked him.
Richard gave her a slight smile. He held up a piece of shiny
black rubber that Jennfier identified as a body suit.
The suit unlaced in back. Richard helped her step into it after
she kicked off her slippers, and she noticed that he had spread some
sort of white powder on the inside that made it slide on smoothly.
She found herself balancing on her tiptoes, unable to lower her heels
without extreme discomfort. She hoped that Richard would put some
shoes on her soon.
The suit covered her feet and legs entirely. There was a long
opening between the legs that would give ample access to her crotch.
As Richard slid it up on her, she felt that the rubber around her
waist was much thicker and stiffer. When it was laced up, she was
sure that it would act like a corset.
Like that should surprise me any, Jennifer thought. Next, she
put her arms into the body suit. When they were in place, she saw
that each sleeve ended in a thumbless mitten. The rubber of the
mittens was very stiff and unyeilding, making her hands effectively
useless.
The last part of her body to go into the outfit was her head.
She found something hard and unyeilding inside the hood, where her
mouth wanted to be. Taking a guess, she opened her mouth and sucked
it inside.
Sure enough, the hood came on easily afterwards. As Richard
started to lace the back of it up, she was able to see herself in the
mirror. The hood had small holes for the eyes, and even smaller
holes for her nose. Her mouth was completely covered, except for a
single tiny hole that hissed as she tried to breathe through her
mouth. From the feel of what was in her mouth, she guessed that it
was a short rubber dildo with some sort of breathing tube in it.
Richard lace it tight, but not as tight as the corsets she had
been wearing lately. After he was done, he led her over to the bed
and put locking six inch black heels on her feet.
I can manage pretty well in these, Jennifer thought to herself.
And to imagine that I used to have trouble in three inch heels!
"One more thing," said Richard. He went over to a drawer and
pulled out what looked to be a large rubber coated watchspring with a
small box on one end. What the heck is that? Jennifer wondered.
Richard attached the small box to the front of her corset.
Then, he pulled the springy rubber device down and into her crotch.
When it was in place, it hugged her body tightly from waist to
the inside of her vaginal cavity. She could feel that it wanted to
curl up even tighter, and stayed tight against her even as she moved.
Right around her clit, it felt like the spring was a bit wider.
"I can tell that you're curious," he said. "There are three
parts to the device. At your waist, there is the power source. At
your favorite place, there is a tiny vibrator. Within you, there is
a conductivity detector."
She felt a low hum suddenly start right next to her clitoris.
Jennifer tried to grab the rubber spring with her hand, but the heavy
guage rubber prevented her from doing more than pawing herself.
"A sexually aroused woman will secrete a good amount of fluid
down there," he explained. "The conductivity detector is sensitive
to changes in moisture. In essence, whenever you dry out down there,
it will start to vibrate. When you get wet again, it will stop."
Sure enough, after a minute of stimulation and as the juices
started to flow, the vibrations within her stopped. Jennifer made a
tiny moaning sound through the hole in her dildo gag. This thing is
going to drive me nuts!
"I just want to make sure that you're ready for me anytime that
I want to take you today. As you can see, it doesn't get in the way
of sex at all."
A satisfied smile came across his face. Where the hell does he
come up with these ideas? she wondered.
During the rest of the day, Richard had his way with her five
times. Each time, there was less preparation than the last. Thanks
to the sporadically vibrating device in her, she was always wet and
lubricated, ready for him to enter her.
The last time, Jennifer had turned around, just in time to see
Richard's erect cock as he pulled her to the floor and thrust into
her a second later. Jennifer orgasmed every time that he took her,
and on one occasion she orgasmed twice.
It was late evening before Richard let her out of the rubber
outfit and took the device out of her.
"Suppertime," said Richard, as he headed for the kitchen.
Jennifer remembered her previous trobles walking without shoes.
Before following him, she took the opportunity to put the six inch
heels back on her feet and lock them on.
They had dinner nude, except that Jennifer wore the shoes.
"Your mother should have received the invitation today," said
Richard.
"I hope that Laura's allright, replied Jennifer.
"Well, with an official invitation, I don't think that your
mother will be as eager to ferret out information from your sister."
"I half expect to see her show up on our doorstep anytime now.
I'm afraid that she's going to throw some sort of fit and keep Laura
from showing up. I don't know why, but I just have a bad feeling
about this."
Richard thought about this while he played with his food. "Do
you have something in mind?" he asked.
"I just wish there was a way to get her out of the house *now*,"
said Jennica. "That way, my mother couldn't pull anything at the
last minute."
"I have an idea," said Richard. "Your old apartment is still
paid for. I made sure of that shortly after you started working
here. Perhaps Laura could look after it for a few days."
Jennifer had forgotten that detail. "That would be a good
idea!" she said. "I hope that Laura will go for it. I can ask her
monday at our fittings."
"Come on," Richard said as he pushed back his chair and stood
up. "The supper dishes can be cleaned up tomorrow."
Jennifer gladly complied and followed Richard back to his
bedroom, walking in her six inch heels.
