It's Halloween night and my friends are throwing a party at a fancy hotel downtown. I take full advantage of the opportunity to wear a costume without judgement, deciding to attend in my little French Maid costume. I'm wearing my black lingerie underneath, with a pair of black stockings held up by the garters. I have applied my makeup carefully and have my blonde wig perfectly combed. I have heels, but I have trouble walking in them so I'm carrying them, electing to walk through the hotel lobby in my stockinged feet.

  The lobby is bustling with energy. It seems we're not the only ones throwing a Halloween party there. Despite my skimpy attire, I feel quite comfortable in my small group that I arrived with. In fact, we take time to schmooze a bit with some of the fellow guests gathered in the lobby. Everyone is in good spirits, except for one group of men that are at the hotel for a bachelor party. They inform us their "entertainment" has canceled last second and they're concerned their big night is going to be a bust. They seem like a nice group and I actually feel a little bad for them.

  We wrap up our socializing and I follow my group into the elevator as we make our way up to our floor. I can hear the music playing as I step out of the elevator and follow everyone down the hallway to our room. The party is already in full swing and we're welcomed enthusiastically as we enter the room. Everyone goes crazy about my costume, expressing their surprise that I showed up in something so slutty. I laugh along with the group, but start feeling a little self-conscious for the first time that evening.

  Before I know what's happening, one of my friends sneaks behind me and quickly pulls the maid costume up over my head and removes it completely. I'm left standing speechless in front of everyone in my lingerie, my face turning a little red. Despite my embarrassment and horror, I can feel my cock start to swell inside my panties. Everyone in the room notices, too.

  "Look!" someone shouts above the laughter. "He's turned on! He likes being exposed in front of everyone!" 

  Before I can object, I find myself being pulled out of the room and down the hallway. My heart drops as I notice I'm being dragged towards the elevator and I start to resist and object. They pay no attention to my pleas as they open the elevator doors, push me inside, and hit the button for the lobby. The doors close behind me and I'm filled with a panic as the elevator starts to descend. The panic turns to dread as I realize I never paid attention to what floor our party was on as I followed everyone. I feel my legs begin to shake and sweat begin forming on my skin.

  As the elevator reaches the main lobby, I hold my breath and desperately hope nobody is waiting to get on. The bell chimes and the doors open, revealing a group standing in front of me. Embarrassment floods over me until I realize it's the same group we spoke to earlier. They step into the elevator and I relax a bit. Their smiles assure me that they remember me. I ask them if my friends mentioned the floor our party was on and they inform me that they hadn't. They chuckle at my predicament and hit the button for their floor. They seem in much better spirits, so I assume they got their bachelor party figured out.

  As the doors open for their floor, I nod a friendly goodbye to them. I'm not expecting it when one of the men grabs my arms behind my back and puts his hand over my mouth. Another one grabs ahold of my legs and lifts me off of the ground. My stockinged feet flail to no avail as I'm carried off the elevator down the hallway. I squirm unsuccessfully, my cries muffled behind the hand over my mouth. We reach their room and they put in their key card. My squirms become more frantic as their door opens, but I'm completely helpless as they carry me inside and shut the door behind us.

  Once inside, I quickly observe the surroundings and realize my situation. There are ropes tied to all four bedposts. On the dresser is an assortment of gags, whips, and paddles. And I count two video cameras set up pointing at the bed. My heart sinks, yet I can feel my cock stiffen even more as they carry me towards the bed. It looks like they've found their girl for the bachelor party. And judging by my erection inside my panties, I'm glad they did.