"WHAT do you think you're doing!" Amanda snapped. I jumped, guiltily; "nothing, mistress..." I pleaded, despite the evidence - I had been left to dress in my maid outfit for the afternoon, but the sight of myself in the mirror, basqued, stockinged, heeled, pantied and gloved had proved too erotic for my weak will, and I had begun posing for myself, pouting and preening....My cock had grown with my erotic narcissism, and I couldn't resist wrapping my gloved fingers round myself, starting to stroke.....it felt so good, and no-one would know, or so I thought!

I was really stiff, eyes closed, moaning and pumping my lovely prick when my mistress walked in! I must have made quite a sight in front of the mirror, legs wide, cock in hand, hips thrusting...but this was strictly forbidden! I wqas only to come for the amusement of my mistresses and their friends. I wasn't going to get away lightly!

Amanda said nothing, just strode to the drawers - "Oh no, she's pulling out a pile of stockings; that only means one thing - I'm going to be tied up this afternoon!" I thought to myself. The idea hardly made me less excited, and I unconciously continued to tease myself..."Stop that at once, you naughty girl!" Amanda shouted. "And turn around with your hands behind you!" She was really mad, and I felt my wrists being grabbed, crossed and very tightly cinched with a stocking, then my elbows drawn together with another loop. "I'm sorry Mistr-" was all I got out as she said "Bad girls don't get to talk!" and gagged me with panties and a silk scarf drawn tightly into my mouth. "That will do for now," she said, hobbling and leashing me with more stockings "I came to bring you to meet someone, and now you'll have to go like this!"

With that she dragged me behind her, struggling to keep my balance on my tethered ankles, down the stairs from my attic room to the first floor, and into her bedroom. There stood two gorgeous twins, both tall brunettes with perfect figures. They were dressed as maids, and by their posture had their wrists bound behind them. They wore ballgags, and were collared and leashed together. "Ashley, meet Fifi and Zaza - you WERE going to take charge of them, but it seems by your behaviour you can't be trusted, so I'm going to put them in charge of YOU!" With that she began untying the twins but left their gags. "Well girls, what do you think we should do with this? She was found pleasuring herself against orders - I think a period contemplating the error of her ways, don't you? Both nodded and smiled at me. They took me to the bed and made me sit on it, then started taking bondage materials - lots of them - out of the drawers.

They used black pantyhose to truss me; my legs were pressed together and one leg of the hose was drawn up to my waist, then the other leg used to tightly tie my thighs. The next pair constricted my legs further, and bound my knees; the third pair my ankles. My legs were completely sheathed in gleaming black nylon, tightly drawn. Then they sheathed my arms behind me in a similar fashion, tying tightly round my chest to weld my arms to my body - I was helpless and so excited, never having been bound so unusually before! My prick renewedits hardness, but frustratingly I had no way of touching myself through the slick layers - however I was rolled onto my tummy and, as a finishing touch, hogtied tightly, allowing me at least to rub my stiffness on the bed...

"You disgusting girl! When will you learn you only do that when Diana or I tell you to!" Amanda snapped, spanking me smartly. "Honestly, it's time you learned this lesson! Fifi, Zaza, do what you want with him this afternoon!" saying this she strode out, heels clicking, tight skirt outlining her marvellous figure. I was left to the mercies of the two maids....

They sat at either side of me on the bed and began to touch me, stroking my bonds as I struggled and moaned, getting more excited - to be captured by two maids was a fantasy of mine! They too were becoming turned on and started to gag kiss over me, grabbing each other tightly - it was then I noticed the hardness under the bried skirts, inside their silky panties....they too were crossdressers! They began to fondle one another, still kissing, their pricks stiffening by the mutual handling - how I wished I was being touched like that! They took each other firmly in hand and began to jerk in earnest over my bound helplessness....