Lot 666

It seemed a relatively average day in Mistress Lucinda’s household.  Mistress herself was busy with a guest and Jane was about her chores as normal.  There was however an urgency about the chores on this day as Mistress Lucinda had warned Jane that she needed to be finished by 6pm as both ‘her’ and Gemma would be accompanying Mistress on a ‘special’ trip into the city that night!

Now… So far, we know what Mistress Lucinda was doing and we know what Jane was doing…  but where was Gemma whilst all this was taking place?  Well she was shackled and locked up in confinement in Mistress Lucinda’s holding cell in the garden.  True to form, Gemma had once again disgraced herself by showing up her Mistress in front of a very important visitor the day before and Mistress Lucinda had decided that she was going to teach Gemma a very harsh lesson once and for all.

Soon it was 5pm and Mistress Lucinda went out to the cell in the garden, unlocked the door and went inside.  Gemma was huddled on the floor in the corner and her chains rattled as she shielded her eyes from the sudden burst of daylight that flooded in through the open door…

“Get Up” said Mistress Lucinda.

“Yes Mistress” replied Gemma.  She was a little startled by her Mistress’ sudden entrance.

Mistress Lucinda attached a hinged metal collar around Gemma’s neck and attached it to a chain that was fixed to the wall.  Then she unlocked the shackles around Gemma’s ankles and wrists…

“Strip” said Mistress Lucinda, in a very authoritative voice.

Gemma looked at her Mistress a little bemused!

“I SAID STRIP” shouted Mistress Lucinda, “AND YOU BETTER NOT MAKE ME REPEAT MYSELF AGAIN YOUNG LADY!” she screamed at her trembling slave girl.

Gemma slowly undone the bow of her uniform apron, she slid her main uniform down her body and stepped out of it, making sure that her frilly petticoats came with it.  She stood there for a moment in her black underwear, stockings and suspenders…

“And the rest!” said Mistress Lucinda.

Gemma shyly removed her underwear and stood naked and chained before her Mistress. 

Mistress Lucinda then went briefly outside and out of Gemma’s sight.  When she returned she had in her hand (to Gemma’s utter horror), the trigger nozzle of the garden hose.  Suddenly a high-pressure jet of water flew across the cell at Gemma’s naked body.  Gemma put her hands out to try and protect herself but it was to no avail and she screamed out, begging her Mistress to stop the soaking.  The chain attached to Gemma’s collar rattled as she twisted left and right, trying to dodge the jet of water, but Mistress Lucinda was a good aim and soon Gemma was suitably hosed down.  Mistress Lucinda then threw a towel at Gemma!

“Dry yourself” she ordered.

Gemma dried herself with the towel as best she could and then a bag was thrown at her.  Mistress Lucinda ordered Gemma to dress in what was in the bag…   There were some very dark 70 denier tights, a black G-string, a pair of black PVC Hot Pants, a black lace bra and a black satin knotted top.   Gemma put them on and she felt a little like a dancer in a musical West End show.

Then Mistress placed a pair of Gemma’s black patent dolly bar high heels at Gemma’s feet…  “Put them on as well” she instructed the now much confused slave girl before her.

“Yes Mistress” replied Gemma and she put on the shoes.

Mistress Lucinda then sat Gemma on a chair she had brought in from the garden and proceeded to apply make-up to the girl’s face.  She wanted to make sure herself that Gemma’s face looked perfect for the trip out that night.  Gemma was, it has to be said, more than a little confused by all this attention as she had been expecting to be punished for her actions the previous day, not pampered by her beautiful Mistress!

There came a knock on the door of the cell and Jane’s voice was heard, reminding Mistress Lucinda that it was almost time to leave.

Mistress Lucinda unlocked the end of the chain attached to Gemma’s collar at the wall end.  Then she secured it to a leather cuff around her wrist with a sturdy looking padlock.  The keys to which, she made a blatant display to Gemma of dropping down her cleavage.  Gemma knew there would be no way she could get those out without Mistress noticing and besides, that was very much a NO GO AREA for a lowly Maid.  Gemma was led out of her cell and into the back of the house, where Jane helped Gemma on with her long black coat.  Then all three left via the front door and stepped into the waiting car outside. 

As the car sped through the dark evening towards the City, Mistress Lucinda removed Gemma’s coat and again shackled Gemma’s wrists and ankles, but this time she used highly polished screw lock shackles.  Then she placed a full bit gag harness on Gemma’s head.  Jane sat there looking on at all this, not speaking, not moving… just staring at Gemma.  Finally the car arrived at its destination and the door was opened for Mistress Lucinda.

“Out you go Jane!” said Mistress Lucinda and Jane duly hopped out ahead of her Mistress.

Then Mistress Lucinda stepped out of the car onto a jet-black carpet that had been laid across the walkway rather like one would with a red carpet.  Gemma was forced to follow her Mistress out of the car as she was still chained to her Mistress’ wrist, but once out of the car Mistress Lucinda ordered her down onto all fours.  Gemma obeyed her Mistress and suddenly two men, who were also dressed in black, rushed forward and secured Gemma’s ankles with belts to her thighs so that her feet were pulled up against her bottom.

“There, much better!” smiled Mistress Lucinda, looking down at Gemma who had now been turned into her four legged pet. 

She walked forward across the carpet and into the building…  Gemma followed as best she could, but it was not easy to move as her now shortened rear legs had no centre joint.  In other words, Gemma was walking on her hands and knees – literally – which for any of you who have ever tried it will know is both extremely hard and also extremely painful.

Once inside the building, Mistress Lucinda proceeded along a long dark corridor to a room at the end.  Jane had been taken off elsewhere by one of the men in black and Gemma could hear sobbing and whimpering from the other rooms that they had passed in the corridor.  Once inside the room, Mistress Lucinda closed the door and the remaining man in black then lifted Gemma onto a table in the centre of the room.  Then Mistress helped him secure Gemma’s wrists to the tabletop whilst also unlocking Gemma’s chain from her own wrist.  She then sat down on a chair in front of Gemma.

“Begging your pardon Mi-Lady” the man said to Gemma’s Mistress, “but do you have her papers?”

Mistress Lucinda reached into her handbag and pulled out a set of paper scrolls with a blue ribbon tied around them to secure them. 

Gemma recognised the scrolls instantly… they were her ownership papers!  She instantly sensed that something was happening that she did not like the look of and she began to struggle against her bonds. 

“Everything is in order I can assure you!” said Mistress Lucinda to the man.  “I have spoken to the Auctioneer and we are in agreement!” she finished.

“I understand Mi-Lady” replied the man, and with that both he and Mistress Lucinda left the room.

Gemma was terrified, disorientated and heartbroken all at once.  Surely she had misheard her Mistress?  What Auctioneer?  Then Gemma suddenly realised what was going on. 

“MISTRESS, NO!” she screamed through her gag, but her Mistress Lucinda was gone.

Gemma began to bawl her eyes out.  She called and called and called as best she could for her Mistress but no one came, until eventually she collapsed sideways on the tabletop, sobbing softly.  What would happen to her now?  Where would she end up?  It seemed to Gemma like she would probably never see her beloved Mistress ever again and that broke her heart. 

Then the door of the room opened and two men dressed in black entered carrying a large metal animal cage…

To be continued...

Written by: Maid Gemma

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