Caught Messaging Master Pt. 13

Sunday morning had finally arrived, I set my alarm for 8am so I could get a bit of a lay in. Mark was set to arrive at 10 and I had to be ready to go, at the door.

Yesterday I had the perfect day out with Stacey, I finally feel like I'm making my way in this life, I have my boyfriend, I have a friend who accepts how I am and loves it and today my ex girlfriend will finally leave me alone. I had a shower straight away and curled my hair after, I'd been instructed to be in the full French maid outfit that had come in the post with all of it's accessories. I duck taped my cage back between my thighs again like yesterday. I didn't eat breakfast, I hadn't eaten in the last 24 hours because of the upcoming film, it makes everything a lot easier.

I got my anal douche out and cleaned myself thoroughly a few times. I sat in front of the mirror and caked my face with make up, first the foundation, the blusher, bronzer then came the eye liner. I used a pink eyeshadow to match the lip gloss that I put on next. My lip filler was clear to see now, they were perfect and plump. I looked like the ideal bimbo, like a fuck doll. I still had my big golden hoop earrings in from yesterday and my new lashes which I added some mascara to. My hair was thick and wide, it shaped my round face beautifully.

I picked up the pink, shiny, steel boned corset with black lace around the edge from the box and clipped myself into it. As tight as can be, my hips were sucked in while my bum and tits were pushed out more. I didn't need a bra with this because the top of the corset covered half of my boobs too, so they stuck out the top just right. Next came the black nylon stockings, I sat on the edge of the bed and rolled them up my legs. It's my favourite feeling in the world, I sat with my crossed my legs rubbing my thighs together. I had a pink, satin, shiny garter belt to go with the stockings and some pink satin knickers with black frilly bits on the outside rims. Ofcourse there was a zip on the back on the knickers for easy access.

My maid outfit came in four pieces, first was the petticoat, white and puffy. Then I pulled the black satin dress over my head and rested it down over my petticoat. Next came the white pinafore which I tied around my back, it also went over each shoulder and tied behind my back again. The dress and petticoat reached less than half way down my thighs and would definitely show my pink panties with a slight bend of the back. I placed my horse shoe style white maids hairband over my hair and stepped into my black PVC pointed heels, they're at least six inches high with a padlock around each ankle, I had instructions to lock each ankle and hand the key over to Mark when we meet.

My final touches was a silver bracelet and a couple of rings on my hands. I turned towards the box and picked out the final piece, I looked into my mirror and saw a blonde bimbo French maid with big tits and filled lips looking back at me, I reached around the back of my neck to attach the collar given to me, I did the buckle up tight and pulled my hair back to reveal the black collar with silver fake diamond letters spelling 'Cum Slut'.

I stepped back to take a look in the full length mirror, I looked beautiful. For one of the first times I think I fully believed that I was passable. Steph had done such a great job on my face, my tits looked natural and I just felt so hot. The feeling of the nylon rubbing on my thighs with every step I made could make me cum in no time. I stood in front of my mirror and took some pictures in different poses, I only had a few minutes to spare. I took a few short sharpe steps in my heels to my draw to take out the plug Lucy had requested, a five inch dildo with the inflatable hand pump. I unzipped my knickers and popped it into my bum with a tiny bit of lube. I tucked the hand pump into the side of my satin panties and grabbed the feather duster on the table. Mark had just messaged me.

"I'll be two minutes slut. Remember, I expect my French maid to get in the car, not a French maid who's scared to be seen and covering up. No extras." it said.

"I can't wear a coat over the top?" I asked.

"Nothing." he said. I stood at my front door at 9.59 looking through my peak hole to check Beckys door and it was safe. I quickly opened my door and quietly closed it, this is a really bad time to get stuck talking to her. I took my steps very slowly down the stairs but I still managed to sound like a horse. I got to the bottom and the postman was standing at the door pressing a buzzer. 'Oh fuck.' I thought to myself. I opened the door for him and he walked past me smiling.

"Morning ma'am." he said. I had met him a few times and had small talk but I didn't have time to worry about him at the moment. I shuffled out of the door and walked as fast as I could to the side of the road in these heels. It was a bit chilly and I could feel the wind blowing up my dress onto my knickers, it gave me frills to be quite honest. I could see a couple walking towards me and I started to panic. 'Please Mark, please don't be fucking with me now' I thought. But just in time he pulled up.

"How much?" he said from the window.

"Open the door." I said quiet and aggressively.

"Now, now. Ask nicely." Mark said.

"Mark, there's people coming." I said.

"You're about to get gangbanged sissy, you've got more important things to worry about. Now ask nicely." he said grinning.

"Please let me in the car Mark, I'm sorry about my attitude. Really I am. I'll make it up to you babe. I'm a stupid bimbo slut. I didn't think." I said and he unlocked the door. I jumped in and put my belt on.

"Wasn't so hard was it." he said. Mark put his hand on my leg and started to squeeze, he moved it inside my thighs and slowly started to make his way up between my legs, his fingers started to press against the satin now, because of the duck tape I was basically sitting on top of the chastity device. He rubbed the satin with two fingers.

"Impressive. You scub up well. Plugged?" he asked.

"Yes sir." I replied.

"The inflatable plug?" he said. I patted the side of my hip and Mark reached under my petticoat and pulled the inflatable handle from the side of my knickers. He squeezed once and I closed my eyes.

"You feel that sissy?" he said.

"Mmm.." I replied. Mark squeezed again and again and again.

"Ok, that's quite big now Mark." I said, I put each of my hands on the sides of my seat to lift myself in the air slightly.

"Sit back down bitch, you should be used to your ass stretching by now for fuck sake. You really disappoint me sometimes. Tell me you want your hole stretched more. Now." he said.

"I want my bum stretched more for you Mark. Please squeeze the handle again." I said gazing into his eyes.

"Good." he said and squeezed another two times. He lifted my petticoat and tucked the handle back into the side of my knickers. I let out a sigh of relief. The plug was almost slipping out of me it was so big. As soon as I stand I'm sure it's going to pop out. He took out a black satin blind fold and tied it around my eyes, I was completely blinded for the entire drive.

Mark started to drive, filming was starting in 55 minutes and we have a 35 minute drive.

"I'd get you to suck my cock on our way but I can't ruin your make up just yet so you'll have to wait. Give me the keys to your ankle locks." I handed them to him, they can go with the collection now including my chastity device.

We arrived at our destination at twenty to eleven, Mark untied my blindfold and we were sitting at the entrance to this huge country house. Woodland surrounding us, god knows where the nearest houses are. There's absolutely no chance anyone will hear my screams from here, especially with a gag in my mouth. We drove down the drive way which took a few minutes, there was a stable for the horses and a few other small buildings. There were seven or eight cars parked outside including the one I saw Lucy in last week.

Mark stopped right at the front door. This place must have at least six or seven bedrooms probably more and must be at least a couple of hundred years old. Mark got out and walked round to my door and opened it for me, I spun on my seat and put my feet out onto the cobbled ground, he held out his hand and I took it. He helped me to my feet, I puffed my petticoat out put my hair over the front of my shoulders. Mark took the handle from my butt plug and let all the air out, he turned me around, the plug was half way out of me now but Mark put two fingers on the end and pushed it all the way inside. He tucked the handle back in and spun me back around. I felt his hand grab the back of my neck and he took me by suprise forcefully but passionately kissing me. One hand on my neck and one on my hip, his tongue entered my mouth and my knees went weak. I loved it so much. I loved him. He pulled back and I wiped his lip.

"I hope you haven't ruined my lippy babe." I laughed.

"You look stunning." he said.

"I love you Mark." I replied and we looked into eachothers eyes.

"We'll be together after today babe don't worry." he said and he pointed to the front door. I took small, short steps across the stones unintentionally wiggling my bum at him in the process before reaching the steps, I walked up five or six steps and up to the front door, I looked back at Mark with a smile and blew a kiss at him. I used the knocker on the huge wooden door and it slowly opened. The man who opened it was in his mid 40s I would say, a very smartly dressed man, going grey. I walked past him into some kind of lobby. Everything looked so old, it was just a tiny room with some double doors ahead and a small table to the side.

"Katie, I assume madame." he said.

"Hey, yes I'm Katie." I smiled.

"Brilliant, I'm Henry, I'm the butler of Mr Petersfield." he said.

"Really? Ok. I actually don't know Mr Petersfield yet." I said.

"No. You wouldn't." he replied.

"If you'd like to come over here and look at this paper to give it a quick read." he said. I skimmed the paper, it was full of rules and consequences.

"What is this about?" I asked. I heard Marks car starting to drive away in the distance.

"So, Mr Petersfield is a man who doesn't like anyone knowing his business. He likes to keep everything in house. He is a man of many contacts that reach far and wide. The paper basically says that you won't tell anyone about your experience, who or what you see on this property. You aren't signing anything over, just an agreement that you will stay quiet Katie." he said handing me a pen.

"And if I don't sign it?" I asked.

"Well, about two miles down the road to the right there is a pub where the locals go on sundays. I think in about an hour it should be full with the local football fans going to watch the game on TV. If you want to leave you could take a walk down there in your cute little heels, pop into the pub and ask them if they could call you a taxi home. I'm assuming you have no money or ID on you?" said Henry. I shook my head.

"Well your friend seems to have left you in a sticky situation honey." he said handing me the pen again. I took the pen and signed at the bottom.

"Fantastic, now we can move on." he said.

"If you'd like to go through those double doors someone will greet you. Have a nice day." he said. I slowly walked towards the doors, my heels clicking against the floor with every step, it was silent in there. I slowly opened the door and walked through into an empty living room, it was probably bigger than my entire flat. A huge chandelier and old portraits over the walls. I stepped around the room quietly looking on the shelves and at the paintings wondering what was going on. I was fully expecting to be on all fours being fucked by now. I heard some speaking on the other side of a door coming closer. One of the doors opened. It was Lucy, the director Richard and Harry from the last shoot.

"Here she is, look at her. Absolutely stunning. You look right at home here babe." said Lucy.

"You look great Katie." said Richard.

"Nice to see you again babe." Harry said winking at me.

"Hey." I shyly responded.

"Ok, so the plan is we are going to just film everything today Katie. This won't be like last time where we have scenes. We will just record as much as we can and edit the good and great bits together. Pretend we aren't even here." said Richard.

"Ok, sounds cool." I said.

"Katie, this is a big deal. You're looking after one of Richards friends today. He has personally put in a good word for you so do not mess this up. I want to see that ass of yours working harder than it ever has before ok. Do not fuck this up. I'll be watching some parts today, maybe following a camera man sometimes. Just be yourself, now we are going to get ready, your make up and hair helpers are on their way." said Lucy.

Another door opened and in walked two girls dressed identical to me. I looked at them in shock. They wiggled into the room, both with one arm on a hip and the other arm out with a limp wrist. As they got closer I realised I was not the only person here who was a sissy. They were both very convincing and had a female body shape but there was something different about the faces.

"Oh look at you beautiful, Marilyn just look at her!" one said to the other.

"God I could just eat her up right now Wendy." the other said.

"What's going on?" I asked and they looked at eachother confused.

"Great. Now we have three cock hungry sluts." Lucy said to Harry.

"Katie this is Wendy and Marilyn. They were both males in the past but are now submissive sissys. Richard tells me they were personally picked out by Mr Petersfield to have as live in French maids. Notice how you are dressed very similar babe." Lucy said.

"Ok we'll leave you to it." Richard said. Wendy and Marilyn took one of my hands each and pulled me through the doors into the hall way, we walked down the hall and took a left into a small doorway.

"Ok sit down. We just need to touch up your hair and make up babe. You're going to love it here." said Wendy.

"You live here?" I said. Marilyn was putting my hair into position and took out a lip gloss. She began to touch up my lips.

"Well, we are staying here. My family actually think I'm working offshore on an oil rig." said Wendy.

"And mine think I've taken a gap year for two years to live in Australia." said Marilyn and they both laughed.

"I met a guy in a gay club and he told me his friend had a big place and we could go back and I did, I went home told me parents about the oil rig and came back here two weeks later. That was 6 months ago." said Wendy.

"Yeah I actually used to be a drag queen, similar story, a guy told me about this place and within a month I was here. Not Australia." Marilyn laughed. She pulled me to my feet and lifted my petticoat.

"Bend." she said.

"Oh they went for the inflatable plug. Great choice." she pulled my knickers to the side and pulled my plug out.

"You won't be needing that. Is your clitty taped down?" said Wendy.

"Yes it's taped tight." I said.

"Great. You're ready to go then." said Marilyn.

"Let's get you introduced to Mr Petersfield." she said. We left the room and I noticed a camera man behind us in the hallway with Lucy. They followed us around the building, up the stairs and up to an office door. Wendy signalled for me to knock and I did.

"Who is it?" a voice called.

"Katie, sir." I said and it fell silent.

"Good luck!" Wendy whispered.

"Come." he called out. I walked in and saw a huge office. Mr Petersfield was sitting at his desk. He was a big shouldered, bald, broad black man in his early fifties. He was looking down at his table writing. There was another camera behind him pointing towards me. I took a few steps towards him with Wendy and Marilyn slightly behind me, one either side.

"Stop." he said and we did. He looked up at us but starred directly at me in the eyes in silence. I didn't know what to do, I kept thinking how have I got here, I was a normal guy a few weeks back with a girlfriend. Now I'm standing with two sissy maids in front of a stranger in his office. He put his glasses down on to his nose and looked me up and down then back into my eyes.

"Richard wasn't lying. Very good." he said and looked back down at the table.

"You two sluts can go. Dinner with guests will be at 5." he said and they both left the room. I now had a camera man behind me with Lucy and one in front of me behind Mr Petersfields seat. I stood in silence for a few minutes while he sat and wrote.

"Do you know what the purpose in life is for someone like you sissy?" he said. I shook my head.

"No sir." I replied.

"Your purpose is to serve real men. You are pathetic, your life should be devoted to real men, making sure they are pleased sexually. Your body should be used purely for sex. No one wants or cares for your opinions, you are a braindead sissy cunt. Do you understand me?" he said with his voice getting louder.

"You used to dress as a man, that's all gone. You're standing in front of me now as my personal French maid, you will be used how and when I decide or any of my guests. The time is now quarter past eleven, my guests will be arriving at twelve and you will greet them all. But I will be the first to test drive my new toy." he said. He stood up behind his desk and was even taller than I expected, he must've reached 6"5. He walked around the desk and stood in front of it, leaning back slightly.

"Crawl to me." he said and I stood nervously shaking.

"Fucking crawl I said BITCH!" he shouted. I fell to my knees and started to cruel across the cold wooden floorboards. The camera getting a great shot of my pink knickers wiggling behind me. I got up to his feet, they alone must've been about a size fourteen, the man was a monster.

"Look." he said. I looked up at him and he unzipped his trousers. I reached up to pull his trousers down and suddenly Mr Petersfield smacked me straight across the face with a back hand. I flew onto my stomach laying face first on the floor wondering what just happened. I got to one knee and Mr Petersfield grabbed the back of my collar and dragged me up to me knees again.

"Don't you ever fucking touch me or any of my guests without us telling you to slut. Who do you think you are?" he shouted. I had tears in my eyes now.

"Open your slutty lips." he said aggressively and I did. His trousers dropped in front of me and so did his underwear. What stood in front of me was the biggest erection I'd come across in my time as Katie. It's at least 9 inches in length and wide too.

"Oh fuck." I heard Lucy whisper in the background.

"She isn't going to be able to walk anymore." she whispered again to Richard and they both tried to keep their laughter in. He held the back of my head and forced his head into my lips, I licked and sucked all over the head of his cock. It was so wide I was struggling to fit it into my mouth, I sucked hard, I spat on the shaft and licked the sides.

"Use your hands." he said. I reached out gently, not wanting another back hand. I started to jerk him off, I could only fit in around four or five inches because of his width. He grabbed the back of my head and held my face down on his dick until I couldn't breath anymore. He withdrew and my saliva flew out and over my lips. I looked down to catch my breath but he took my collar and dragged me to my feet, he stood behind me and squeezed my bum cheeks with one hand while the other came round to my tits.

His hand fell and went under my dress rubbing my satin underwear against my smooth skin. He towered over me, his chest was the same level as my head, he pushed me down onto his desk so I was bent over. He pushed the bottom of my back down and lifted my ass in the air. I felt him kick both of my feet out to the side, the feeling of being bent over, back arched, my ass in the air and my feet in heels with my legs straight made me live for cock. I couldn't wait for him to fuck me. He grabbed the back of my hair and pulled my head up to look at the full length mirror on the wall looking back at me. I looked to see my slutty, bimbo face, mouth wide open in surprise with my tits pressed down against the table under me. My French tip nails clinging onto the side of the desk and the petticoat from my maids outfit in the air behind me. Finally a huge mountain of a man standing behind my bum with a hand on each hip grinning at me like an animal whos just caught his helpless pray. A camera man came and stood in front of me to the side of the mirror with Lucy and the other camera was behind us. I looked towards Lucy and she had an evil smile. I felt my knickers being pulled down my smooth thighs and resting on the clamps of my garter belt. I looked at Lucy again.