A rather spacious office, but it's not empty.

The wall rippled around me but aside from a gentle tingling sensation on my skin as I passed through I didn't feel like anything special had happened. It was definitely some kind of portal, though. I hadn't gone slack-brained enough to not recognize a portal when I saw it. If not for the events of the past hour, that portal would have freaked me the fuck out, but now it just seemed natural. Sure. Why not a magic portal hidden in a bookstore? It made as much sense as anything else.

As I came out the other side, I found myself in a very posh office that must have been in a skyscraper somewhere. One whole wall of the place was a window overlooking the city. Sarah had moved to one side and stood still, hands folded in front of her waist, eyes downcast. She looked exactly like a submissive servant from one of those old movies where the wealthy had a small army of maids to keep their house tidy. It was a jarring difference from the cocky bitch who had slapped a cursed latex maid uniform on me and **** me to lick her pussy.

It took me a moment to realize that Sarah and I were not alone in the room. The office had a large main desk with a few chairs facing it, all centered near the window; several tall bookshelves containing a variety of things besides just books; and a seating area in one corner.

Seated in that area were another pair of women, both obviously librarians from the very sexy schoolgirl vibe they had going on, but the details of their uniforms varied significantly. One of them was reading a book when I entered. She took one look at me and groaned. "Oh, god. The maids are using latex now? That's just wrong."

The other woman wore a collar very much like my own. It was the same wide band, but the word printed on hers was "TOY" instead of "slut." Her uniform looked very much like a slutty schoolgirl's stripper outfit. White shirt that left her entire midriff bare to show off her pierced naval, pleated microskirt, suspenders for some reason... thigh high white stockings, black heels... She wore no glasses, and her hair was styled into two cute little poms. It was clear through her thin shirt that her nipples, like mine, were also pierced, and she breathed a little too heavily, like she was being teased by her clothing.

Toy looked up at me from her chair and smiled. "Slut," she said with a wink and an air kiss. Her lips shimmered with the wettest pink lip gloss I'd ever seen.

My uniform bit me when I tried to reason out why some of us had word-collars and some didn't, so I just smiled back and turned to join Sarah.

"What are you doing here?" The non-collared librarian demanded, standing gracefully. She was thick in the best way. Every part of her was just vivaciously curvy. The pinstripe vest she wore seemed to barely hold itself together, straining around her enormous breasts. As she stood, her heels made a single satisfying clack against the floor. Were all librarians so poised?

"That is precisely what I am about to find out, Elizabeth. Sit down." The head librarian phased through the wall to immediately dominate the room with her presence. "Toy. Fetch the contract."

Toy hopped up and strode so smoothly across the room I almost forgot she wore five inch stilettos. Damnit, why couldn't I do that? She retrieved a thin hardcover notebook from one corner of the main desk and handed it to the head librarian, then returned to her seat.

I started to make a note of the definite hierarchical nature of their organization but the sharp teeth clamping down around my left tit reminded me not to think too hard about anything, so instead I just gazed admiringly at Elizabeth's impressive rack, enjoying the way my latex panties lapped hungrily at all the juices my pussy was producing.

What was the significance of the book? Something about a contract? Where even were we? I didn't care. Couldn't afford to think about it. I was just the slut, no more important among maids than Toy was among librarians, probably. Why were they called librarians when they all looked like schoolgirls? OW! Nevermind.