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WARNING!  This story is only for adults over the age of 18 and contains
Strong Sexual Content.  It is intended as a work of fiction for ADULTS
only, and the author does not in any way condone similar behavior.  If you
are under the age or 18 or reside in a state, nation, or planet that
prohibits such behavior, stop reading immediately!!!

   "Snowbound CH03"

   By sfmaster@att.net

   Archiving permitted, reposting is permitted; but only if you include
this statement of limitation of use and notify the author by e-mail.  The
author forbids you to make, distribute, or sell multiple copies of this
story on paper, disk, or other fixed format.  However, individual readers
may make single copies of the story for their own, non-commercial use.

   Copyright (c) 2011 by sfmaster@att.net

   Attn: Readers please feel free to send e-mail to the author.  I do want
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   ***



   "Snowbound CH03: A Strange Job Offer" by sfmaster@att.net

   When Cassandra awoke the next morning, it was to brilliant sunlight
streaming through the window!  Her eyes opened, and she slowly awoke,
comprehending that the snowstorm that had brought her to this strange house
had ended.

   Rubbing her eyes, she wondered if yesterday's events had all been just a
dream.  But no, the bed smelled of sex, her lips still had the taste of
another woman upon them, and finally the collar was still locked upon her
neck, and the chain still held her fast to the wall!

   Cassandra sat up, and tugged at the chain without effect.  Until she was
released, she wasn't going anywhere!

   On the night-table rested the vibrator that Kate had wanted to use
before Cassandra had begged off, saying that she had been too exhausted to
continue.

   Cassandra watched as dust motes danced in the brilliant sunshine, and
she got up from bed (naked) and looked out the window.  What she could see
was huge yard, and from the looks of the drifts, the snow was piled into
massive drifts!

   On TV she had seen a documentary about lake effect snow, and here it
was!

   "Good morning, sleepyhead!" said Kate as she entered the bedroom,
carrying a tray, "Mistress Allison wanted to let you sleep."

   "Thank you," Cassandra replied.

   "Hungry?"

   "Famished."

   "I'm going to release you from the wall so that you can brush your teeth
and perform your toilette, then you can have a light breakfast, then I'll
give you a proper bath and dress you, and then a real breakfast."

   "Thank you," said Cassandra.

   Once again, Cassandra found herself being pampered!  Kate released her
from first the wall, and then from her collar and bracelets.  After
performing her toilette, she ate a small breakfast of tea and toast, and
that was followed by another luxurious bath!

   Finally, once her hair was dried and set, Cassandra felt refreshed for
whatever was going to happen next.  Would Kate chain her naked as the day
before?  Or did Mistress Allison have another plan for her?

   "Ever dress as a Maid?" questioned Kate, as Cassandra sat naked on her
bed.

   "Yes, actually I did.  I was invited to a Halloween party, and I had
nothing to wear, and no money to buy a costume, either!  I was rummaging
through the clothes at a nearby thrift shop when I found a new Maid's
uniform that I bought for a few dollars, I had it dry cleaned, and wore
that to couple of parties."

   "Do you still have it?" Kate asked.

   "Sure!  I wear it whenever I have to clean my apartment!  It was just
too good to throw out!"

   "Well, how would you like to wear this Maid's uniform?" Kate asked.

   From the closet she removed a black Latex Maid's uniform, the same that
Kate herself was wearing.  Cassandra gasped, would she now be dressed as a
Latex Maid herself?

   "I'd love to," Cassandra replied with hesitation, not sure what she was
getting into.

   "I'll lay everything out for you," said Kate.

   From the dresser she removed latex underwear, stockings, gloves and a
headpiece.  Kate hung the uniform from a hook near the closet.

   "You can look over everything, it won't bite!" laughed Kate.

   Cassandra picked up and held each part of her proposed attire in her
hands, feeling the smooth latex in her fingers.

   "If you watch adult DVDs the reason the latex is shiny is because they
spray it with something to reflect the lights," Kate explained, "else latex
is a little dull."

   "I heard that when I did a couple of scenes," Cassandra replied.

   "Still want to dress up?"

   "I'd love to!" said Cassandra.

   Kate then opened a dresser drawer, and removed a latex bra; two panties;
hose; and long gloves; and a plastic bottle of talcum power.

   "I'm a pretty good judge of sizes; and these will be snug; but not too
tight.  Some scene folks think that every woman is pencil thin; but this is
the real world!"

   Cassandra picked up one panty; and then the other, turning it inside
out, there were small projections facing inwards!

   "What are these?" Cassandra asked.

   "Wearing that is going to drive you crazy with lust!" exclaimed Kate,
"those stubs are going to keep you constantly aroused!"

   "I've never worn anything like that before," said Cassandra.

   "There's always a first time," Kate answered with a wink.

   In the next half hour, with some gentle tugging and pulling, plus some
talcum powder, Cassandra was totally transformed.  The previous day, she
had been naked and chained, with chains on her wrists and ankles.

   Now she was to wear a black rubber Maid's outfit, which excited her
greatly.

   First she tugged herself into the rubber panty, and once it had fit her
snugly, Kate helped her with the rubber bra.  It was then that she felt the
rubber prongs in the panty stimulate her sex.

   "Oooooooh!" Cassandra moaned.

   "I guess you've just discovered what the panty can do - imagine wearing
that out on a date!"

   "No!" Cassandra protested.

   "I was dating a guy who made me put one on before we went out to dinner.
I was hotter than the steak we dined on for dinner, and horny as hell by
the time we got back to his apartment.  But that was before I discovered
the scene!"

   Next came the rubber stockings, which had the virtue of not needing a
garter belt to hold them up.  Kate then zipped Cassandra into the Maid's
uniform, and then locked a collar around her formerly bare neck.

   "You look great!" complimented Kate, "ever wear a corset?"

   "Why no," Cassandra answered.

   "You'll feel ever so feminine."

   "But aren't they tight?" Cassandra asked.

   "That's only if you tie it tight," Kate answered, "you've got to be
trained to wear one, just like everything else.  I'll put one on you, and
if you don't like it I'll take it off."

   "Okay!" said Cassandra, "shouldn't I hold onto a bed post or something?"

   "Only if you're watching 'Gone With The Wind'" Kate answered, "now let
me tie these laces properly.  Lesson number one about corsets: never tie
the laces around your waist, that's the wrong way!"

   Cassandra stood silently as Kate spent considerable time tightening the
corset's laces, and the garment gradually fit itself to her female curves.
Kate pulled the laces, and Cassandra felt herself confined into what felt
like she was wearing a too tight dress.

   "There now, how does that feel?" Kate asked.

   "Sexy," Cassandra answered, preening herself in front of the mirror.

   "Just a few more things, and you'll be all set," said Kate.

   Kate then handed gloves to Cassandra, and helped her into them.  Next
she tied a white rubber apron around her waist, and placed a matching
frilled headpiece on.

   "Sit on the bed," Kate ordered.

   Cassandra sat down, and soon she was wearing a special pair of three
inch heels that were locked on her feet!  Then from a dresser drawer Kate
removed metal shackles!

   Her wrists and ankles were soon confined in gleaming stainless steel,
and twelve inch chains for her wrists and eighteen inch chains for her
ankles defined the extent of her movements.

   "Stand up and walk around and see how you feel," Kate suggested.

   Cassandra did as she was told, and walked back and forth, the ankle
chains determining the range of her steps.

   "Well?"

   "I feel like I'm finally free," said Cassandra, "that this is just the
sort of thing I've been looking for all my life."

   "I know just how you feel, I felt the same way the first time Allison
dressed me in a Maid's outfit; then spanked me so hard I had trouble
sitting down for days," Kate answered.

   "Wow!" Cassandra exclaimed as she took a few steps, and the only sound
was that of the chains links ringing as she walked.

   "Okay, fun's over.  Time to eat, see if Mistress Allison wants anything,
and do some housework.  You're not going to spend today lolling in the cage
again!"

   After Cassandra had a second small breakfast (she ate very little now
that she was confined in the corset); she and Kate proceeded to attend to
the housework.  First they saw to Mistress Allison, who inspected
Cassandra's dress and chains.  Then they were free to make the beds and
tend to the house.

   Helping Kate in what she was told was the Master Bedroom she saw, but
did not comment on, a hairbrush on the dresser.  For it contained blonde
hairs!

   Once again Cassandra was confronted with the mystery of Beth Holland. 
What was going on between Beth Holland and Mistress Allison?

   When her chance finally came Cassandra almost missed it.  The phone rang
and all the way down the driveway a pickup truck pulled up, and three men
began to clear the mountain of snowdrifts that covered the driveway, and
her Jeep.

   Mistress Allison was wearing a sweatshirt, jeans, and boots, and Kate
helped her into a down jacket.

   "I'll be back," said Mistress Allison as she went outside to supervise
the snow cleanup.

   Then Kate said that she had to do something urgent upstairs; leaving
Cassandra alone by herself in the kitchen.  Cassandra suddenly realized
that she was alone, nor was she secured in any way!

   Cassandra clinked her way to see if either Allison or Kate were on the
first floor, and she realized that she was finally alone.

   Carefully she walked to the basement door, and finding it open, she
turned on the light.  Even more carefully, since her ankles were hobbled
together by the chain, she descended one step at a time, all the while
holding tightly onto the banister.  It seemed as if each step took an
eternity, and Cassandra feared discovery at any moment, but this was what
she had been waiting for!

   The only sound was that of her heels on the steps, the clink of the
chains, her breathing, and the squishy sound of the latex uniform that she
wore!

   When Cassandra reached the floor, she was disappointed.  All she saw was
the oil burner, the oil tank, a washer and dryer, and a small clothesline,
and some shelves for food, plus the usual household tools.

   But then there was a door!

   Cassandra walked over and tried the knob, and finding it unlocked,
opened it and walked into......a bondage paradise!

   Cassandra quickly recognized what looked like an "X" frame; a rack (!);
chains hanging from the ceiling; two jail cells and inside one was a naked
blonde woman, casually reading a magazine!

   "Are you Beth Holland?" Cassandra asked.

   "Yes, who are you?"

   "I'm Cassandra Martin, and I'm here to rescue you!" she proudly
exclaimed.

   Cassandra clinked her way over the cell, where Beth had sat up.  She was
naked, collared, with bracelets on her wrists and ankles, and chains
linking them as well.

   "It looks like you could do with some rescuing yourself," said Beth.

   "Once the snow has cleared I'll be free of these chains and I'll rescue
you, since Allison is holding you captive, right?"

   "Not exactly.  Kate, glad you could join us," said Beth.

   Cassandra turned around to see Kate standing behind her.  Kate had
managed to change from high heels to slippers, which was why Cassandra
hadn't heard her descend the stairs.

   "Kate, please release me.  It's time that our guest knew the truth about
what's going on here," Beth ordered.

   "Yes, ma'am."

   Cassandra stood, dumbfounded, as Kate walked past her, and produced a
key from her uniform, and unlocked the jail cell containing Beth Holland.
Surely there was supposed to be a struggle where Kate would restrain her in
some way?

   "Let's adjourn to the library, which will be a more suitable place for
our discussion, and remove my chains and those of our guest so we can climb
the stairs more easily," said Beth.

   "Yes, ma'am," Kate replied.

   Cassandra watched as Kate unlocked the chains from Beth's wrists and
ankles, walked outside of the cell, and gestured for Cassandra to hold her
hands up so that they would be freed.  In a few moments, her limbs were
free of their chains, but not the metal bondage cuffs.  "Shall we go?"
asked Beth.

   Cassandra led the way, followed by Beth, and finally Kate.  She easily
climbed the stairs now that her ankles were no longer hobbled.  Upstairs
she followed Beth into the library, who gestured for her to sit down.  Kate
produced a robe from a closet which Beth covered herself with, so that she
would no longer be naked in front of her guest.

   "There now, that's better," Beth began, "Kate could you make us a pot of
coffee and see that we're not disturbed," Beth then sat behind the library
desk, and stared at her latex clad guest.

   "I don't understand," said Cassandra.

   "There are two kinds of money in the world.  One kind, like the Hiltons
and the Trumps, parade themselves in front of the TV cameras and court
publicity.......and scorn and ridicule.  The other kind seeks anonymity and
privacy, and will do anything to stay out of the public eye.  That is what
my family has done for over a hundred years," Beth began.

   They were interrupted by a knock on the door as Kate delivered a tray
with coffee, and the usual accessories.  She placed it down on the table,
prepared two cups, which she placed in front of Beth and Cassandra, then
bowed, and departed, closing the door behind her.

   Beth took a sip of the hot brew, and relaxed back I her chair.

   "I always felt that I was different sexually, but I never could figure
out just how.  Until I went off to school at the University of Chicago,
where I went to study finance.  I spent as much time in porn shops as I did
in class!  It was there that I discovered Bondage and Discipline; which
then led me to the handful of fetish shops in Chicago.  Then I began
hanging out at the fetish clubs, where I worked up the courage to try my
first scenes as a submissive."

   Cassandra sat and listened in silence to her host.

   "After graduation with my Master's I knew that I had to go to New York;
both to work on Wall Street and to explore the D/s Club Scene. 
Paradoxically, I met Mistress Allison at a financial conference before we
met at a fetish club two weeks later!  I'm sure this wasn't the sort of
female empowerment that the organizers had intended; for I had finally met
what I always desired most: a woman who would put me under the lash!"

   "I don't understand what this has to do with me," said Cassandra.

   "I'm getting to that, but please listen to my story," replied Beth.

   "Go ahead."

   "Both of us worked in Finance, and I was Mistress Allison's submissive.
This worked out fine for years, until the emergency came in 2008.  I worked
at Bear Stearns, and when the firm nearly went bankrupt and was sold, I was
out of a job.  A few months later, Allison lost her job at Lehman
Brothers."

   "I remember when that happened, I was watching TV that Sunday night,"
Cassandra recalled.

   "After that, both of us tried to find work.  But it was just like Enron!
Nobody would give either of us a job, especially after they heard that we
both had worked in Fixed Income; we both did subprime mortgages!"

   "What a coincidence!" said Cassandra.

   "Not really, it was the hot growth thing to be in, that was where the
money was, until the housing market collapsed!  And it took our careers,
and our job prospects, with it.  After a year of useless job searching, it
was then that I conceived of fulfilling my secret sex fantasy: to be the
prisoner of a harsh Dominatrix!"

   "Wow!"

   "Yes, so I had the house modified to become my prison, money will buy
anything, you know.  Mistress Allison became my jailer, and she brought
along Kate, whom she had introduced me to before.  Now I had a friend
Valerie, who was interested in submission also.  She joined me in bondage!
But Valerie didn't last, and asked to leave, and I've been all alone in
chains by myself for the last two months.  Until you arrived on my
doorstep, and took advantage of every sexual opportunity that we offered."

   "Thank you," said Cassandra.

   "Which brings me to the purpose of my little speech: it's lonely being
in chains by myself, sometimes Kate joins me, but her place is really
assisting Mistress Allison.  What I need is a bondage companion, someone to
share my fantasy.  I'd like to offer you the job."

   "The job?" questioned Cassandra.

   "Both Mistress Allison and Kate work for me, at a nice salary.  I'm
offering you the same arrangement.  So please come work for me?"

   "You're offering me a job, as a bondage slave?" Cassandra asked
incredulously.

   "If I can employ my friend as a Dominatrix and her Maid, why can't I
also employ you as my companion submissive?  Kate has told me you're out of
work.  Is this true?"

   "Yes, I was on my way back to Long Island to find a job."

   "Then you've found one.  I can guarantee you a good salary, health
benefits, and if we do this long enough, maybe a pension plan or a trust
fund!"

   "You must be joking!" said Cassandra.

   "You can speak to Allison and Kate.  They'll confirm all that I've told
you."

   "You mean their job is to keep you in chains?"

   "Why not?  I'm sure there are stranger occupations in the world."

   "But, but," Cassandra sputtered.

   "But what?  You took advantage of everything offered you, yesterday
Allison cropped you in the morning and then bent you over the footstool and
used you quite well, and at night you made love to Kate.  And now you're
dressed in a Latex Maid's uniform.  I'd say that you're more than
interested in what I have to offer."

   "I don't know," said Cassandra.

   "How long have you been looking for a job?" Beth asked.

   "Almost a year," Cassandra answered as she took a sip of her cooling
coffee.

   "Then join me in exploring your sexuality and not having to worry about
your normal mundane existence.  I have created a truly unique situation
here, and all I need is a companion to share my pain and pleasure with."

   "I'm not sure......"

   "Of what?  That you might actually enjoy it here being in chains?  Of
finally being free to express yourself sexually?  Or would you rather go
back to sending out dozens of r�sum�s and being unemployed?"

   Cassandra was speechless!  Surely she must be in Wonderland by now where
she was expected to believe six impossible things before breakfast!

   "I can understand your hesitation.  Why don't you think about it for the
rest of the day, take a nap and sleep on it, go ask Allison and Kate about
my arrangement.  Tonight I'm due to be flogged by Allison in the Dungeon,
or playroom, downstairs, and you can be a witness to my submission.  This
way you'll have a chance to think about it before accepting my offer."

   "Yes, Beth."

   "Thank you," Beth answered, dismissing her rescuer.

   * * *

   Cassandra walked out of the library, glad that her ankles were no longer
hobbled together by the chain.  Outside, Kate was waiting for her.

   "Mistress Allison is waiting for you in the foyer," said Kate.

   "I'll go and see her then," Cassandra answered.

   Mistress Allison had just gotten back inside the house, and she was
dripping with snow and still wearing her down jacket.

   "Give me your car keys and I'll pull your Jeep in the driveway and get
it out of the street.  You're hardly dressed to go outside," Allison
observed.

   "Yes, Mistress Allison," Cassandra answered.

   Cassandra walked upstairs to her bedroom and retrieved her car keys, and
then went right back downstairs and handed them to Mistress Allison.  She
opened the door for her, and closed it behind her, and then waited for her
return.

   She was, after all, dressed as a Maid, wasn't she?

   Cassandra watched as Allison drove her Jeep into the driveway, and after
parking it, opened the back and removed her two suitcases.  Allison then
carried them back to the house, and Cassandra opened the door for her.

   Mistress Allison then walked back inside, and placed the two suitcases
on the floor after Cassandra had closed the door behind her.

   "Thank you," said Cassandra.

   "Thank you, what?" Allison demanded.

   "Thank you, Mistress!"

   "That's better, and that will cost you later."

   "Yes, Mistress!"

   "Now carry your suitcases upstairs, and Kate will help me dry off and
change.  I believe that you're a little confused about now," said Allison.

   "Yes, Mistress, I am!"

   "You can help Kate with lunch, and then take a nap afterwards to help
you to sort things out," said Allison.

   "Yes, Mistress!" said Cassandra, happy that she had been dismissed now
by Mistress Allison.

   The End of Chapter Three














   

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