Journal Entry #1 – The Locked Door.

It's been a few months since I've started working as a maid in Evelynn's mansion. She makes me and the many other girls wear erotic French Maid outfits that show off our curvaceous figures. She also likes to do… lecherous things to us… things that involve… sex.

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This is a journal I wrote about a punishment given to me by Evelynn. It involves sex… or more so, the deprival of it.

Due to this mansion's size, there's a hallway with a bunch of vacant rooms. In this empty hallway, all the doors are open, except for the one at the very end of the hall. This particular door is locked, so all the other maids, including myself, wonder what's inside. Since Evelynn always dismisses someone whenever they ask about it, it only makes them more curious.

It definitely made me more curious… so I decided to break into it.

Except that was part of her plan and I did my part perfectly.

I waited in my room until it was well past midnight. I got up from my bed and slowly crept towards my door, placing my hand on its cold brass knob before turning it and then pulling it towards myself. I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand as the hinges squeaked a message for me to abide by curfew… but I ignored it. I slowly tip-toed out and closed the door behind myself, darting my head left and right before I began to sneak down the hallway. I could barely see where I was going. The moonlight barely passes through these huge windows on this side of the mansion, but somehow my curiosity alone was all that I needed to guide me to the vacant hallway.

The door was waiting for me at the end of the hallway and I couldn't help but walk towards it. It almost felt like I didn't have control of my legs. The windows at my left allowed some light to peek through, causing my shadow to cast upon the wall to my right. With each stride I took closer towards the door, my heart began to beat quicker and quicker, and when my right hand held onto the door's knob, I could barely breathe. I was so anxious that I completely forgot the door was locked and that I needed a key, but I remembered that when I was cleaning Evelynn's room earlier that day, there was a suspicious key sitting on her dresser among other things...

I wish I just gave up and called it a night. Going to Evelynn's room was the biggest mistake I've ever made. How did I notice realize that she had put it there on purpose?

I crept away from the door and out of that hallway, eventually finding my way to a staircase which led to the upper level of the mansion. I got on all fours, as moving up the stairs was quieter this way. When I got to the top level, I couldn't see much further than a few feet in front of myself, but I remembered where Evelynn's room was so I really didn't need to use my eyes.

I got back up on my feet and crouched down low, slowly moving forward, ignoring the many doors and halls by my left and right. Evelynn's room was directly at the end of the hall, as it was the master bedroom and the largest bedroom in the house. My whole body was trembling as I extended my arm out to reach for the doorknob, my heart beating even harder than it was downstairs.

Her door was dead silent as it slid open, not a single protest leaving its hinges as I crept into the room. I kept low to the floor as I moved towards her dresser, hearing Evelynn's sleeping breaths to the left of me as she was slumbering atop her scattered bedsheets. I glanced at her, shocked as I noticed that she was completely nude, her bewitching, curvaceous body glistening with sweat as the moonlight shone on her blue skin from the window behind her. My heart was beating so fucking fast because I was extremely nervous and slightly aroused.

I stood up and scanned the top of her dresser, my hands feeling for the key as they came upon… things that I'd rather not talk about. They were wet and I could easily tell that they were the reason why she was so sweaty. I discarded those thoughts as I finally felt the key's cold metal in my hand, snatching it up as quickly as I could, crouching back down before creeping out of the room, closing the door behind me before I took a deep breath of air.

I should've just left the key in there, go back to my room, and then go back to bed and leave it at that.

My heartbeat started to slow as I felt less anxious with each step I made away from Evelynn's room. I walked down the stairs this time and then I snuck towards the hallway with the locked door in it. My hand was shaking again because I was worried that if it was the wrong key, I would have to go back up to Evelynn's room and return it… but it fit in perfectly and when I twisted it towards the door's hinges, I heard the lock release.

I left the key in the lock and then reached for the knob that was underneath it, grabbing the cold brass before twisting it and pushing the door open. Its creaks were so fucking loud I jumped up and felt sparks crawl upon my skin, so I turned around and looked to see if anyone was behind me because it certainly felt like someone was watching me. But all I saw was an empty hallway.

The room was black inside because there were no windows. I took a deep breath of air and gulped, feeling my entire body nervously shake as I took a step in. I rubbed my hand against the wall at my right, searching for a light switch, but the room lit up on its own. Four pot lights in the ceiling turned on, patterned in a square, dimly illuminating the room, revealing Evelynn's ultimate secret of… nothing?!

The room was empty! There was no way she was hiding nothing from us! I couldn't believe it! There had to be a secret switch or a pressure plate or something somewhere!

I walked forward as my eyes scanned the room. The walls were white and the ceiling was white but the floor was made of wood, like the rest of the flooring in the mansion. I walked into the middle of room so that I could just rotate on the spot and search for differences on the walls, but when I got there, I heard a pair of fingers snap.

This was the moment that I realized I fucked up.

I lost control of my body, standing paralyzed in the middle of the room, unknowing of who was behind me as my eyes were the only things that I could still move.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk…" Evelynn said, her voice coming from behind, her naked body walking into my field of view before she began to circle around me. "Such a bad kitty… I should punish you for disobeying my orders."

Oh my… the way she was speaking was oddly titillating.

I couldn't reply. I couldn't do anything. I could only watch as Evelynn stopped circling my body and stood in front of me with a sinful smirk, her blue skin still covered in a sheen of sweat as my eyes watched her captivating delicacies.

"What to do with you…" Evelynn slowly whispered as she began to fiddle with the strings and buttons that held my French Maid's dress tight against my body.

I could feel the uniform become loose and then I felt it being pulled up and over my head. I don't know how she managed to remove it so quickly; it takes me so long to get it off at the end of each day.

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Wait! Why is she even removing it?!

"Such delightful curves." Evelynn commented as she dropped my dress to the floor, her hands moving to cup my breasts afterwards.

Her eyes were locked with mine, a devious grin painting her full lips while her fingers squeezed into my breasts, my lips wishing to part to express my pleasure, but unable to due to her spell. She lightly groped my bosom, her thumbs tiding over my hard nipples as her eyes watched my own. Evelynn moved her smirk towards my left breast, her lips engulfing its hardened peak as I could feel her right leg press itself between my thighs. She sucked on my nipple, her right hand running down to hold my bare rear as her left began to tweak my orally-unattended twin on my other breast.

Oh my… why is she doing this?! I can't even do anything to protest… (not that I would, anyways).

Evelynn switched her mouth over to my dry breast, her teeth capturing its respective nipple to give their little nibbles as her right hand unsunk its nails from my ass's flesh. She brought it between my thighs, replacing her leg with her hand before her fingertips pressed against my suddenly soaking pussy.

"Bad kitties like you need to be punished~." Evelynn stated sensually as she spread my southern lips, driving her middle finger into my womanhood, making my eyes roll back.

This is the best punishment ever… or so I thought at the time.

Her eyes never dared to move away from my pitiful expression, her lone finger pumping inside of me as I could feel myself starting to drip onto the floor beneath us. My entire body was trembling, my stomach contracted as I couldn't make any voluntary movements, her hand brushing against my bud with each thrust she made. You could hear how wet I was, the empty room allowing the wet sounds of Evelynn's fingers riding atop my womanly waves to echo around us, my cheeks blushing as I almost forgot to feel shame as this person fingering me was my boss...

She pulled her mouth away from my breast, winking at me with her right eye as she looked down at her hand working between my thighs. She added her index finger alongside her middle, my walls hugging her ardent fingers as I could feel her pace quicken and my supply of air nearly vanish. Evelynn's fingers felt divine, pure ecstasy filling my mind as pleasure did the same with my core. If I could control my body, I wouldn't be able to; my hips would ride her fingers and my lips would be constantly parted to express my euphoria.

I could feel myself being tipped over the edge, my eyes closing as I began to quiver, her fingers only becoming more vigorous as I had not a care for the excitement running down my thighs, staining my stockings. I was almost there, barely able to breathe as my chest heaved frantically, my climax imminent as I could hear her chuckle, my skin on fire as I just needed her to continue a little longer...

But then she stopped.

I opened my eyes, trembling as I was still waiting to cum, Evelynn standing in front of me with the hand she had between my thighs raised in front her face.

"Look how wet you are." Evelynn commented, my juices dripping off from the tips of her fingers before she put them in her mouth.

She locked her eyes with mine again as she began to suck on her fingers, cleaning my juices with loud slurps to tease me even more.

"What's with that look in your eyes, Nidalee?" Evelynn asked after she withdrew her fingers from her mouth. "Oh, you didn't cum…? Well... that's too bad. It'll be a while before you do."

Evelynn then snapped her fingers together once she had finished mocking me and what happened was unbelievable.

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The room suddenly filled up and what it was filled up with made me fill up with despair.

Chastity belts and bras, handcuffs, arms and legs restraints, collars, yokes, armbinders, gags, vibrators, plugs, whips, boots, all things devious displayed on shelves covering the walls which I thought were so simple before.

"What to use on you~." Evelynn said to herself as she strutted out of sight.

Wait… is she going to use these things on me?

My question was quickly answered.

I felt it. It was cold and big. It was being shoved all the way into my pussy. It filled me almost entirely. I almost… enjoyed the feeling, unable to savour it though as another was thrust into my asshole.

What the fuck is she doing to me?!

My thoughts were almost immediately discarded as I felt something cold wrap around my hips. Evelynn walked back in front of me, pushing her hand between my thighs, reaching for something from the back of the thing on me and bringing it to the front between my legs. I could feel it connect to whatever was wrapping my hips and then I heard it lock.

This caused the plugs to go deeper…

"I hope you enjoy the chastity belt." Evelynn said as she licked her lips, holding a black, leather collar in her right hand. "Actually... you'll enjoy the plugs more."

WHAT?!

She took the collar that she had in her hand and placed it around my neck, locking it with a snap. It was uncomfortably tight and I could already feel it burning against my skin. It took me a few seconds, but then I realized what Evelynn was doing. That was a slave collar, those things that BDSM fanatics like Evelynn use when they're roleplaying in the bedroom.

Evelynn is making me her slave and I don't think we're roleplaying.

"We can't have you covering up that collar of yours, can we?" Evelynn said as she picked up my maid outfit, removing the buttons which attached its black collar to its chest region with two frilly white and black straps.

Evelynn then put the outfit back over my head and onto my body and I couldn't help but notice how my hard nipples chafed against the inside of my uniform and how uncomfortable the chastity belt felt underneath its skirt.

Well, at least it's hidden...

"This is your punishment for snooping around after curfew." Evelynn stated. "Don't even bother with trying to break it off. That lock can never snap."

I wish that I could get out of her spell and kill her. Is this what she sees fit as a punishment? How long do I have to wear all this? The plugs are so deep… I don't know if I can even walk.

"I hope you enjoy the walk back to your room, bad kitty." Evelynn said as she walked past me, my uniform's collar in her hand because she had replaced it with one much more… different.

I heard her snap her fingers, the sound faintly echoing as the lights in the room shut off and I regained control of my body. I put both my hands between my legs, feeling the cold, smooth iron of the chastity belt against my fingertips as I wished that she hadn't left me dripping on the verge of climax. I remembered what she had told me… 'Oh, you didn't cum…? Well... that's too bad. It'll be a while before you do.'

Something was telling me that this was only the beginning…

That's because it is.