Sealed With Love, Part 3

by Sealed By Mistress

In which Mistress carefully prepares Amelia's costume, and we are introduced to Ruby, Mistress' other slave.

Amelia was still a little spacey and in her 'happy place' when Mistress had everything ready to dress her. "Stand up girl. Fragrance goes on first. Arms straight up." Amelia obeyed, Her breasts will still barely more than bulges, but they rose nicely when she lifted her arms and Mistress smiled to herself; they'd surely look wonderful once they filled out.

Mistress began to spritz Amelia from armpits to knees, delicately and sparingly. The result was a sweet, yet not overpowering scent, fresh and fruity, a subtle mix of peach and grape. Mistress preferred flowery scents for herself, but she usually had the girls wear softer, less overtly sexy fragrances. "There, sweet girl. You smell good enough to eat. Now, bend over the bed. Feet closer together, legs straight. Stay like that."

"Yes, Mistress. Thank you for making me smell all nice."

Amelia had long legs, still coltish with slender, strokeable thighs. The end piece of her sealing glinted underneath her. First one foot, then the other, and Mistress was sliding a pair of panties up and into place. Though she couldn't see them, she could tell they were very brief, maybe even a thong, soft and maybe lacy. Mistress reached under her tummy and arranged something and Amelia realised they had a hole in front so they didn't cover her pussy! Anyone who saw her in them would be to see how she was sealed. Somehow that felt naughtier than just not wearing panties at all, but she couldn't think why.

Mistress slipped the next thing under her, just above her hips and tight when fastened at the back. Next, a stocking slipped over her left foot and unrolled up to her thigh, smooth and pleasantly snug. A little fiddling and the top of it was attached to something and suddenly she understood that Mistress had put her in a garter belt. Amelia had never worn one before and it made her feel a little grown up. This was how people dressed to look sexy. Then the other stocking went on and Mistress had her stand up, giving her a playful smack on her bare bottom. Mistress slipped the last piece of underwear around her chest, a strapless lacy band just below her breasts, pushing them up but not even covering her nipples.

"Close your eyes. Arms down and take my hand." Mistress led Amelia across the room and stood her in front of the big three panel mirror. "Good girl. You look so pretty and sexy like this. Give me a little twirl." Amelia turned slowly in place as her Mistress savoured the sight of this tender morsel, dressed to please and show off her charms.

"Yes, these were definitely the right choices. Would you like to see yourself?"

"Yes please Mistress." Amelia still had her eyes shut, eager to see how she'd been dressed but obedient.

"Open your eyes and take another twirl for me."

Amelia blinked and there she was in the mirror. It was amazing! It was all trimmed black lace and a little see-through. The bra-thing made her breasts look much bigger and perkier than normal, and the panties framed her pussy without covering any of it at all, putting the metal sealing device in pride of place. She was wearing fishnet stockings designed with little bunches of grapes at her thighs and calves and with a little black bow right at the top where the garter belt clipped on. As she turned she could see her sides and the curve of her butt. The panties hardly covered any of it, just a strip between the cheeks.

"Oh Mistress it's amazing! I look sooo hot. Thank you thank you I love you Mistress!" Amelia's voice quavered and her eyes began to water with happy tears as her Mistress scooped her up for a big hug. Amelia pressed herself against Mistress' body and let herself be held with one arm as her Mistress wiped first one cheek with her thumb, then the other.

Amelia could only whisper as the emotions kept sweeping over her. "Thank you so much Mistress." Mistress sighed to her and soothed her, watching herself in the mirror as she beamed with joy at the feeling of holding her doting, submissive nymphette in her arms. In just a couple of hours she'd get to show off the wonderful new plaything she'd found. Her friends would be jealous, but there were plenty of other young girls out there in need of a Mistress or Master to serve.

"Stand there. It's time for part two." Amelia was a tiny bit shaky, but she made herself stand still. She couldn't tear her eyes away from the mirror. It was almost like a different girl was looking back at her. More grown up and more... intense. This was several of her fantasies all rolled into one and the girl in the mirror was having them come true. Shyly, arms at her sides, she turned her hips and admired the way the lingerie accented her body. Then Mistress was coming up behind her, something draped over her arm.

"Arms up. This goes over your head. Close your eyes again."

"Yes Mistress." Amelia would have liked to watch herself actually being dressed, but the surprise of opening her eyes to see the result was nice too. Something crisp and cool went over her arms and her head. Mistress pushed at her wrists and Amelia lowered her arms, the dress puddling around her shoulders. Mistress tugged and adjust and arranged and zipped it up at the back, and then Amelia felt something being buttoned close around her neck, brushing under her chin. Mistress smoothed and fussed and finally stepped back.

There was a low sound of considered appreciation. "Very good. Just a little adjustment here" - Amelia felt the thing around her neck being tweaked - "and it's done. I knew you'd look good in this, but it's even better than I thought. You really look the part." Mistress leaned in close and spoke softly into Amelia's ear, making the girl's heart race again. "Delectable. Good enough to gobble up in one bite! Open your eyes and see what I've done with you."

This time the girl in the mirror was a cute maid in black and white with the lace-trimmed apron and the ruffled skirt. The low-cut neckline to reveal her cleavage. The very short ruffled skirt. The choker with the big white silk bow that she had felt tickle her. The ruffled skirt that was so short the tops of her stockings and two or three inches of thigh were visible. The empire waist to draw attention to her pushed-up breasts. And the obscene ruffled skirt!

"It's super cute! And um, super naughty too! Thank you for picking out such an awesome outfit and for dressing me too. I love it all!" Amelia turned back and forth, admiring herself and her outfit.

"I'm glad you like it. Bend over. Feet together and keep your legs straight." Amelia hurried to obey and her Mistress smiled at the sight. As she had planned, the skirt rode up so much that Amelia's round, bare buttocks were displayed for anyone to see. The girl would be picking up plenty of dropped items today.

"Now, just two more things to complete your outfit and then Ruby and Bree get to see you. Face the mirror." Mistress reached up and pinned a lacy white maid cap on Amelia's head and both of them smiled at how cute it looked.

"Over here. I'd put you in heels but you'll be running around and I don't want you falling down or in too much pain. These are more practical but still suit you perfectly."

Amelia slipped her feet into the pair of shiny black patent leather ballet flats, flexed her ankle and then clicked her heels. "Thank you Mistress. They feel good and I love their shininess! Can we show the others now please?" She leaned up on tip-toe to kiss her Mistress and another hug.

"Yes, let's show them your transformation." Mistress took Amelia's hand and led her from the bedroom and back into the kitchen. Bree wasn't in there but Ruby was and, after a measuring look from Amelia's head to her feet, smiled widely and proclaimed her "such a lovely little serving maid, ready to serve up her body as well as anything else. You look gorgeous, Amelia, everyone's going to love meeting you in that."

"Amelia, help Ruby with the prep. There's plenty for you to do, and I have other matters to attend to." With that, their Mistress swept from the room (she never simply left or went out) leaving them to get to it.

"Come over here and put this on. Technically you do have an apron but it's not supposed to look messy, so we'd better cover you up. I made that mistake the first time and Mistress was quite cross with me. She punished me right in front of the other guests." Ruby furrowed her brow but quickly dissolved into a slightly wistful look before returning to the moment.

Amelia slipped on the plain apron and tied it on. "What do you want me to do first?"

"Start filling in those deviled eggs. There's the paprika, be careful not to put too much on them." Ruby pointed and Amelia set to work. She helped her mom cook from time to time, so this was a job she could handle.

"Ruby, do you mind if I ask you something?"

"Of course I don't mind, Amelia. You can ask me pretty much anything."

"Are you upset that Mistress claimed me and that I'm here?"

Ruby looked surprised at the question. "No, I'm not - not at all in fact. I like you. I was pretty unsure when Mistress first said she was looking for another girl to claim, but we talked about it a lot and I didn't feel worried any more. Bree told me about how she felt when Mistress took me in, and how glad she was now, and that really helped. Mistress made sure I knew she still loved me just as much and that it would be good for me to help teach someone else all the things I'd learned when I was new. So no, I'm really happy that Mistress chose you and now I get to know you." Ruby usually spoke with a very measured voice, but the friendliness was unmistakable.

Amelia studied Ruby and wondered whether she'd be dressed up for the barbecue too. Ruby was petite and very slim, as flat as Amelia despite being three years older. Her skin was the colour of honey and her jet-black hair cascaded straight and smooth as water. Her face was oval, with the delicate facial features often seen on Asian women. Heavy-lidded almond eyes with high arched eyebrows, and a small, slightly upturned mouth, giving an impression of serenity. Even now, stood at the kitchen counter to chop vegetables, she was poised and every movement graceful.

Breeana was exuberant and Amelia had clicked with her immediately, as if she were the big sister she'd never had. Ruby was different; not distant or reserved but perhaps a little intense, as if everything she said was fully planned out before she spoke the first word. Amelia often worried she might say something foolish. She was sure Ruby would never be rude, but a kindly correction might be even more embarrassing to receive.

"Oh I'm so glad then. It's easy to know what Bree and Mistress are thinking, but you're kinda quiet and hard for me to figure out. I really want to get to know you though." Amelia was babbling just a little.

Ruby smiled at her, more warmly than Amelia usually saw. "It's true. Bree's the people person and I'm often in my own head. Bree liked you instantly and she's really good at judging character, which is partly why it was easy for me to be happy Mistress chose you, and to want to be good friends with you."

"Wow, that's really nice of you to say. I hope we can be really close. My best friend will always be Terri I think because I've known her so long, but you and Bree can totally be joint second!"

"That sounds like a good arrangement to me. Maybe Bree and I will get to be friends with Terri too."

"That'd be very cool, I know she'd love you. Oh, can I ask something else? You said Mistress punished you. What did she do?"

"She made me bend over and she spanked me with a leather strap. It felt like my butt was red hot afterwards, and she said it was bright red and quivering. She took her time so that I'd really remember what it was like."

Amelia looked frightened. "That must have hurt so bad! I don't know if I could take something like that. I better not make her mad at me."

"Yes, it really did hurt, but you can take the pain if you know how. Everything else just tunes out and it's me, Mistress and what she's doing to me." Ruby hesitated before going on. "It's nice when you can go into that mental state and there's so much pleasure mixed in with the pain."

"Huh. that sounds strange. How is it nice to be hurt?"

"Well, it is for me, and a bit for Bree. It might not be for you, but you won't know until it happens to you. Each of us is here because of a different thing about Mistress. Bree brings out her teaching part, I bring out her cruel part, and I think you'll bring out her giving side. She loves us all a lot, just sometimes in different ways."

Amelia needed time to think about all that, so she stopped asking questions and concentrated on the food. They were just about done when Mistress entered the kitchen and told Ruby it was time to change and to come with her. She inspected Amelia's work, pronounced it acceptable and then Amelia was left to finish her last tasks.

The first guests must have arrived, because the doorbell had run and there had been sounds of greeting. Just as Amelia was done with the food, Breeana came to the kitchen with instructions for her. Amelia couldn't pay attention because she was transfixed by Breeana's costume, and the way she looked in it.

It was a maid costume, but it was made from shiny rubber, white and a sort of see-through smoky grey, so her plump breasts were completely visible under it, which made Amelia really want to touch them and find out how they felt with the rubber. She had clear rubber stockings on but no garter belt, so Amelia supposed they must just stay up by themselves. She was wearing really high heels and looked really elegant walking in them, but the things that really drew Amelia's eye were not strictly clothing at all.

Breeana had shiny steel cuffs locked around her wrists and ankles, with rings like the one on her collar. She was wearing a second collar, shiny black patent leather with a buckle and about two inches thick, making her keep her head up. But the wildest thing of all was a red rubber ball on a strap, hanging in front of the collar.

"Oh you look so hot! Did Mistress pick all that out for you? And is that a gag? Is she gonna gag you for the party?" Amelia burst out with her questions, not having paid any attention at all to what Breeana had told her to do.

"Thanks. You're looking pretty hot yourself, very sexy. Hopefully I'll get to help you take it off after the party - where you're going to be the center of attention looking like that, kiddo. Yes, she did. She always plans our clothes for parties. And yes, this is a ballgag. My favourite ballgag in fact. She likes to put it on me if I'm being loud or bratty, so you'll probably see me wearing it later. Now, get to work."

"Um, Bree, I kinda didn't notice what you told me to do. I was too busy getting horny by looking at you." Amelia blushed and looked down.

Bree burst out laughing. "That's very flattering, Amelia. I'm looking forward to when I can make you horny by doing more than just having you look at me. But right now you need to go to Mistress' bedroom and tell her that Mistress Cynthia and Master Gordon have arrived and are on the back patio. Remember, the guests are here to see you, but you're here to serve the guests."

"Yes, Bree. Sorry." Amelia hustled off to find Mistress.