Barely

Belle quickly snapped out of her shock and got the towel to dry herself. She was tired and sore, and terrified, but she did not want another punishment like that, and the task was simple enough. She could do make-up and her hair, she just had to do it quickly.

Once she was dried she headed over to the vanity and got to work on her hair, which was by now very messy after what she had been through thanks to Mildred, making sure to straighten it out and get it clean and dry. This process took her a while, but she managed to get her hair presentable, the blonde somewhat shining again as she had cleaned the grime and sweat out of it, and it was only at the ten-minute mark.

With that done, she got to work on the make-up. She knew 10 minutes was woefully short to get decent make-up, much less something that looked sexy yet not slutty, but it was a kind of look she did often use, so she had some experience on her side.

It was exactly the perfect look for a formal party, like the one she had attended just a few hours ago. As she worked, Belle felt the desire to sob. It was clear now she would never return to that life. She would never wear an expensive dress to a fancy party to flirt with the men. She would be at the party, but as a **** maid fearfully following any command she was given by her mistress, Mildred. She could only imagine the kind of punishment she would receive if she fucked-up in a public event like a party, especially a fancy one.

Nevertheless, she continued to apply the make-up, using a red lipstick she hoped would not come off as too slutty, having already finished applying some basic blush. She wasn't sure how much time she had left, but she had to work fast while also not causing a mess. At a point she almost smeared lipstick all over her cheek due to rushing too much, but she managed to avert disaster and finish. Once she was sure the make-up was finished, checking herself on the mirror, she rushed to open the compartment.

Grimacing, she put on the rather revealing French maid outfit she had been provided by Mildred, followed by the heels, which she struggled to get balance on thanks to the spike heel, which provided little to no support while adding a fair amount to her height. Despite her lack of balance, she managed to make her way back to the compartment and retrieve the maid cap and one ball gag, as well as grab the collar from where Mildred had dropped it, quickly putting it on first.

The maid cap went on first, Belle quickly securing it around her chin and making sure it was at the right angle. A chance glance at the mirror showed her exactly how she looked and she found it somewhat depressing. She looked like an over sexualized maid from some sort porno, with blonde hair fitting on one such character, and with a collar and the attached leash also clearly on display. She allowed this to slow her down, but when she heard the distinct click of Mildred's boots approaching the door.

Gasping, Belle quickly opened her mouth and put the ball gag in, despite how much she wanted to just throw it way. Biting down to keep it in place, she used her hands to secure the strap on the back of her head after moving the hair out of the way. She managed to secure it and get down on all fours as she had been ordered, and not a second too late as Mildred walked in, immediately looking her up and down.

"Hmmmm, seems everything is done according to my instructions... the hair and make-up could be better, but you're an amateur and there is no denying it is done. And the gag and collar on too! Maybe I won't have to punish you so much. Now, to the next part of your training, the first thing you will do when you wake up", Mildred said, grabbing the leash and giving it a tug. Belle took the cue and followed her, the heels making it even harder than it had been before as they left again, this time without the blindfold. She had a fairly good idea of where they were headed this time.