I remember vividly the guests whom I served that first day.I remember vividly the guests whom I served that first day. As each one walked past me down the hall, my heart skipped in anticipation! A young man, perhaps a first-time guest, stopped to look me over. Hesitantly, almost apologetically, he reached out to touch my clothes. I stood quite still while he brushed over the frills on my bodice, afraid to startle him, not knowing whether he would find my special surprise or not! He was fascinated by the soft billowing folds of my dress. He couldn't help but wonder how much was fluff, and how much was me! He felt my surprise before he saw it. Parting the silky ruffles with both hands, he discovered a perky pair of bare breasts buried deep in their midst! His hands dropped in surprise, and the costume sprang back to conceal my treasures! Delighted with his new-found toy, he was trying to part the ruffles by puffing air at them when one of the other staff members interrupted him. A tall, powerful, leather-clad dominatrix, she quite literally drug him away from me by one ankle! A quiet, scholarly-looking matron with a somewhat heavy figure approached me soon afterward. "How remarkable!" she commented as she inspected my costume most carefully. She bent down to examine my ankle chains. "Why, this is terrible," she said as she noted my heels. "Don't these shoes hurt your feet, dear?" she inquired. I could only nod and shift my weight uncomfortably. "Oh, dear!" she muttered as touched my ankle and ran her hand up my leg. She was gentle, but her sympathetic caress seemed almost sensual. Then, "Oh, dear!" again as she probed and felt the strength with which my skirt held my legs clasped together. "Oh no! How can you breath?" she exclaimed when her hands discovered the corset encircling my tiny waist. I encouraged her solicitous fondling with my most sorrowful expression. Her large, tender eyes melted. "This is positively unacceptable!" she pronounced, and proceeded to inspect my lacy bosom. |