Change Mask

Hayley grabbed a red leathery looking full-face mask and dived under the tablecloth.

The man behind the table shouted in alarm what was the drone doing?

Hayley struggled to get the gas mask off her face, with the gloves and the position she sat under the table it would be no easy task.

After what seem like five minutes of attempts the gas mask finally came off, Hayley took a long breath. The air felt good fresh air not filtered through the gas mask she continued to suck in the goodness.

The other mask was a hell of a lot easier to put on with it on and her identity still concealed she crawled out from under the table her latex covered ass in the air.

“What who are you where is the drone?”

Hayley smiled

“It was me I disguised myself as a drone and then kind of got stuck with my disguises until I found you and these spare masks.”

The man laughed.

“Well, that is certainly one way of making your way, how did you not fall under the Mistress Thorne Power?”

Mistress Thorne who was that? What did he mean by under her power?

“Umm just lucky I guess” She replied shrugging.

“I will say anyway welcome to the final room you now have the option of giving up your mask or uniform before the final test, if you do give up your mask you will be in for a chance to get a mystery prize as a bonus”

A mystery prize, she had only just put this mask on she thought she would keep it for now.

She shook her head.

“I am going to keep the mask thanks.”

“Very well good luck in there.”

The door at the end opened and Hayley entered ready for the final room.

The next room was different to the last rooms, lit in red and with velvet covered walls. Inside the room lines and lines of drones. They stood at attention creating at makeshift path to the end of the room. At the end of the path of gas mask drones. A throne.

Hayley wandered walked down the path to the throne. A woman sat on the throne. This woman was amazing she looked amazing. She wore a long black latex dress, a window in the front of the dress gave a glimpse of the heaving breasts that lay beneath. The dress ran down her legs stopping at the top of long red boots, the colour of the boots matched the colour of her hair a vibrant dyed red. The woman looked bored, a naked woman on all four knelt beside her, the girl she looked like she was asleep her head was bowed her body still.

As Hayley approached the throne the bored woman looked up.

“Ah my missing contestant I wondered when you would get here, a drone outfit does make the Path of Pleasure a little bit easier to navigate. But I confess I never lost you the collar that you are wearing tracks you around the whole path.”

Hayley stopped just in front of the throne. The woman’s powerful gaze fixed on her. Hayley felt like she needed to look away.

“Congratulations to this lovely young lady she has won the prize, thank you to all of you watching around the world it is a good night from me and remember. I am your mistress, and I will always be there for you at the Path of Pleasure.”

Hayley had won she could not believe it!

“Now that the cameras are off you can take off your mask if you want to and I will take you to claim your prize, to your life without worries.”

She had done it she could not believe it she took off her mask her long red hair running down the cat suit.

“Such a pretty young face, now I must confess the prize is not what you will expect, it is a life without worries, you will remain here as my ****.”

Hayley panicked what she had been tricked that not what she wanted at all.

A **** for the rest of her life sure she would be looked after for her whole life, but she would be this woman’s property.

She could see a door at the end of the room an exit she could run and hopefully escape this place.