Monday.

I tried to move, but I couldn't. I was frozen, losing all control of my body. I listened to footsteps get closer behind me, my heart pounding as my uniform's collar was swiped away with a quick tug. Then, I felt cold metal underneath my jaw, against my skin, hearing something lock before that coldness completely wrapped tight around my neck.

"Riven..." Evelynn whispered as she circled my body to stand in front of me.

Her eyes watched mine, and I couldn't even move them to meet hers. She chuckled as she reached forward, grabbing the strings of my French Maid uniform, pulling them out before she dropped it onto the floor. Her eyes looked famished as they flickered up and down my half-naked body, her tongue slowly making its way across her lips as she stepped closer and pushed her arms underneath my own.

"At least you wear undergarments…" She commented. "Nidalee seems to find them useless."

I felt her nails scratch against my back, her fingers undoing my bra before I heard it fall to the floor. She stepped back and watched my chest, her tongue against her lips once again as her head moved towards where she was looking. Evelynn's hands moved down my body, her lips pressing against the soft flesh of my breasts as I felt her fingers move past my waist, finding comfort near my hips as they slid underneath my already damp panties…

A moan echoed in my head, the tips of her fingers pressing against my pussy, her lips coming around one of my nipples before she gently sunk her teeth into it. I couldn't protest even if I wanted to, only stand there to be her toy as I felt her palm brush against my nub so that her fingers could slither their way into my womanhood.

They delved deep inside of me, my walls hugging them so tightly as she watched my face. She looked as if she wished to see me quiver, a smile slowly creeping on her lips as she remembered that she had paralyzed me. Her digits slowly slid out of me and I could hear how wet I was, and then they shoved their way back in, even deeper than before, her thumb pressing against my clitoris as she began to chuckle.

"Weak and wet..." Evelynn laughed, releasing my breast from her mouth. "Bad girls like you don't deserve to cum."

And then she stopped, her hand wriggling its way out of my panties, her body crouching down as she pulled them down my legs and off my feet. I could hear it hit the floor with a soft thud, and then she stood straight again, looking up at me before she walked out of sight. I could only see the wall of my room, and I could only hear her humming as she rummaged through the bag which she had placed on my bed behind me. The bed which I was sleeping in just a few minutes ago.

Evelynn came back to me and I felt one of her hands caressing my rear. She stood in front of me and then I felt her hands brush against my wet, inner thighs.

And then I felt a cold metal tip against my womanhood. And then I felt it's cold metal crawl inside of me, until there was no space left. And then again, but into my other hole… painfully. And then I felt more cold metal, against my waist and between my thighs, chafing my skin as it was locked tight around me.

I already knew what it was; a chastity belt.

"This'll teach you to steal from me." Evelynn stated.

She came back in front of me, holding a wired, pink egg-vibrator which I had stole from her room months ago. I thought she forgot about it by now...

"I'm letting a friend borrow you for a little while." Evelynn said. "She's coming to have some fun with Nidalee and I, and then she'll take you with her."

And then Evelynn took her bag and left my room, and once that door closed; I regained control of my body. I looked at my naked, pitiful self in the mirror, seeing a thin, purple collar choking my neck… and a silver chastity belt, with its connecting band between my thighs, forcing the now-warm plugs deep within me as it was padlocked to its belt wrapping my waist.

...

At the time, I didn't know why she mentioned Nidalee so much, but when I saw her later that day, in her bedroom; I knew. Our risque French Maid uniforms couldn't hide the new additions forced to her body. Her hands were cuffed behind her back, her ankles were chained close together, and her neck was forced straight by a collar even bigger than mine. She was so aroused, blushing as she looked down at her own bound feet with humility. Her stockings were stained by her own fluids, and she explained it wasn't even cum - it was just her wetness running down her inner-thighs, because the vibrating plugs shoved in both her holes, underneath her chastity belt, would draw it out.

...And then ten minutes later, I saw her without her uniform on, only oil and the aforementioned restraints were on her otherwise naked body as she were forced to strut in front of all the maids, including me, as Evelynn and the woman who was to take me away watched. But... I saw Nidalee smiling. I saw how excited she was when she noticed everyone staring. That humiliated woman I talked to was really a slave to sex and all its fantasies. Willingly.

Seeing Nidalee like this made me afraid, because Evelynn told me I would end up like her once her friend is done with me. Willingly.

A beautiful woman walked up to me, nine, white, fluffy tails flowing behind her as her black hair was tied into a ponytail behind her head. Her ivory skin was glistening, with sweat most likely, and she reeked the scent of sex. This was the same woman I saw in that hall, beside Evelynn, during Nidalee's… catwalk.

"Hey, Riven?" She said, fixing her loose garments, which seemed to be some sort of oriental dress, made of red, white and gold. "I'm Ahri."

I looked at her and she smiled back at me. I did not reply.

She didn't bother with anymore conversation after that. She already knew who I was, and I already knew what she was… going to do with me - I think. I got into her car - a nice little black coupe with red, leather seats. Its windows were tinted so dark that I could only see my reflection when I tried to look through them, and I knew why. A woman like her would prefer to hide what's happening in this car from the outside.

It felt as if she was intentionally going over every little speed bump to move around the plugs stowed inside of me, watching me in the corner of her eye as I had my lip bit and my thighs pressed close together. I was trying my best to keep my moans in my throat, because the plugs moving around within me actually felt… good.

"Could you stop doing that?" I asked, ridding the awkward silence.

"Sorry." Ahri apologized.

And that was it - she started dodging potholes just because I had asked. I feel like she isn't as bad as I thought she was going to be.

...Who am I kidding? This woman's a friend of Evelynn, and a friend of Evelynn is no saint.

We pulled into her garage and the door closed slowly behind us. Her house was small, but it was nice. I can't imagine what takes place inside of it though. Ahri locked her car once we were both out of it, and she even waited for me at a door which I assumed lead into her house. I looked at her, and then I looked at the closing garage door, wondering if I should run. I decided not to. I think running would be a pain in the ass…

"Let me show you around." Ahri said, closing the door to the garage behind me. "This is the entrance. Take your shoes off here, please."

I obliged.

"Here's the living room." She said, walking forward after she slid out of her boots.

There was a large red couch against the wall to the right, and another smaller one which faced a large TV in front a window, just beside the entrance. All the walls were painted white, and the floors were wooden.

"Over there is the kitchen." Ahri continued, pointing past the small couch.

I saw a square wooden table far behind the couch, surrounded by a chair on each side. It was empty; not a single thing on it, and to the left of the table, was the kitchen.

"Here… I'll show you to your room." She said.

Ahri walked forward, and took a left, into a hallway cut short by a pair of white doors at the end of it.

"To the right is the stairs to the basement. Straight ahead is my room. The first door on the left is the laundry room, the second is your room, and the third is the washroom." She said. "Make yourself at home. I need to shower."

She left me and I walked into my room. It was small, and only had one window across from me with white curtains draped over it. To the right of the window and against the wall, was a bed big enough for one, or maybe two people, covered in white pillows and sheets. There was a large closet dresser to the left, and a night table beside the bed with a lamp on it.

I closed the door behind me, hearing water run through the wall to the right. I slowly sat myself down onto the bed, wincing as I felt the plugs tilt within me almost pleasurably, but mostly painfully. I had brought a bag with me, and I emptied its contents onto the bed. An empty diary, a pencil, and an eraser was all that came out; Nidalee had asked me to write about my experience here, because she was doing the same about her own punishment.

...I passed the time by writing in it, up until this current point. I stopped when I heard the shower turn off, quickly sliding the journal, the pencil, and the eraser underneath the pillows.

"Riven?" Ahri called my name. "Come into the living room."

I stood up and noticed that there was a closet beside the door which I came in here from. Its doors were two large mirrors, and I stood in front of them to watch myself. I lifted my skirt, and saw the chastity belt. I frowned, and dropped my skirt back down immediately.

All this because I stole a stupid vibrator…

I awkwardly strutted out of my room and into the living room. Ahri was seated on the small couch, a white bath towel wrapping her curves, her large breasts threatening to escape as she gestured at me. I noticed that she had some folded clothes laid over her lap when I finally stood in front of her.

"Take your clothes off." Ahri ordered.

I widened my eyes and cocked my head back. But I don't know why, this was the woman I truly expected.

"I'm being serious." She stated.

"No!" I refused.

"Please." Ahri said, placing her hands onto the folded clothes in her lap "I need you to change into these."

"So… give me them and I'll change in my room." I suggested.

Ahri chuckled and shook her head. "Where's the fun in that?"

"I absolutely refuse to take my clothes off in front of you!" I yelled.

"Please, do as I say." Ahri said, a sudden coldness appearing in her usually-sultry voice. "I don't want our relationship to be like Evelynn's and Nidalee's."

"I don't want a relationship at all." I stated.

Ahri stood up, and dropped the clothes onto the couch. She snapped her fingers, and like what Evelynn did to me; I became paralyzed. I could only watch as she approached me, unable to do anything at all.

She eyed me down and then she closed the distance between us. She pulled the headpiece off from my hair, and threw it aside. Her hands then roamed to my waist, and her fingers plucked the strings which kept my maid's uniform tight against my body. Effortlessly, it was off, and already, she was removing my bra, my breasts exposed to the cold air in her home within a minute. I watched as Ahri licked her lips, a fire burning in her eyes as she fell to her knees, staring at the chastity belt which thankfully stopped her from accessing my womanhood.

"You're so wet…" Ahri commented, laughing as she started to slide my stockings off my legs.

And just like that, my entire uniform was piled up in Ahri's arms. She walked away with it and dumped it in the laundry room. Afterwards, she came back, and I saw her licking her lips again, smiling at me so deviously as she moved to stand really close again.

She snapped her fingers.

"What the fuck?" I blurted out, turning to walk for my clothes in the laundry room.

"Stop!" Ahri yelled. "Disobedience results in punishment. You will spend the rest of the day without your maid's outfit."

I paused and turned to face her. I recognized more than just a threat in her tone. I also realized that I was naked! I covered my breasts, and I could feel my face getting embarrassingly warm as she strutted towards me again.

"Down." She ordered.

I shook my head hesitantly.

"You will spend tomorrow without clothes as well if you don't obey."

My hands fell to my sides, and I turned away as my breasts were uncovered yet again. She walked towards me, and her hands came to my waist, just over the chastity belt. Her hands turned me to face her and I saw her eyes were on my breasts as she wetted her lips.

"Your nipples are as firm as ice." She laughed, her hands moving up my body.

I flinched, closing my eyes, almost backing away as her soft fingers brushed over my nipples. She didn't do anything else though, and I felt a tad bit disappointed as I opened my eyes to see her tails swaying in the air as she walked to the kitchen.

"Are you hungry?" Ahri asked kindly, looking over at me from a counter.

"For what?" I asked.

"For food." Ahri laughed, shaking her head.

Oh yeah. Food. I'm hungry for food.

I nodded my head.

Ahri rummaged through the kitchen, and I just stood there, close to the laundry room. I watched her put together a quick meal - what seemed to be left overs from the night before. She warmed up some spaghetti and meatballs and dropped some into two separate bowls, one for her and one for me, leaving a fork beside each. Ahri left the kitchen and sat down at the end of the table, her eyes moving to watch me.

"Serve me." Ahri said.

"...Why?" I asked, wondering why she couldn't just take the bowls with her to the dining table.

"No reason." Ahri replied. "Remember what disobedience gets you, though."

I twisted my mouth and nodded my head, awkwardly walking past the table and into the kitchen as I felt her eyes glued onto my naked body. I dropped a fork into each bowl, and then lifted them up, turning around as I hovered them in front of my breasts. Ahri greeted me with a patient smile, her hands folded neatly as I let her food down in front of her.

"Thanks." She said. "But, maybe you could do it again, a little more sexier?"

"What?"

"Do it again, but sexier." She repeated.

"What the hell are you talking about?" I angrily asked.

"Please?"

"I don't know how to." I admitted. "I'm already naked - I think that's sexy enough."

As sexy as a woman in a chastity belt could be, that is.

"Fine." Ahri sighed, looking away from me before she lifted her fork.

I expected a punishment for my 'disobedience', but it looks like she wasn't going to pry. I sat down across from her, and then we ate in silence. And once we were done eating, she sent me to my room for the rest of the night. And what I did in there was humiliating.

I plucked at the silver padlock on my belt, trying to pull it apart as hard as I could. It didn't even budge. The only thing that made sounds was me - moaning as I fumbled about. I paced back and forth in the room, even jumping up and down, trying to force myself to cum from the plugs' shifty movements… I even tried humping a pillow - but that gave me more pain than pleasure, because the belt would chafe roughly against my skin.

I admitted sweaty defeat and went to sleep, the only things on my body being the chastity belt and the thin purple collar.

Author's Note:

The sequel to Maid to Please: Bad Kitty is finally here. It is much more lewd, and will be 8 chapters long. If you've never read Bad Kitty, you can still read this story, but I do recommend reading Bad Kitty first. New chapter will be uploaded every 8 days.