Maggie throws her clothes away

Maggie crawled out of her living room. She had rushed out so fast she didn't even shut the blinds. Now back in her front hall. She opened the box with the nightie and slipped it over her head and down her body. She reached behind her and gently felt her ass. It was still on fire from the spanking she had just given herself following her unknown master's instructions. Maggie's mind was confused. She was pissed because of what she had to do to herself, but anger wasn't the only emotion filling her brain. Mixed in was fear. Fear because she knew this was just the beginning and she knew it would get worse. But the real fear was she was excited, no she was beyond excited, she was completely aroused. Her fear came from being aroused by abusing herself and exposing her body to anyone who happened to be looking. Her hand drifted down between her legs and stroked her kitty. Maggie didn't even realized she was doing it until she almost had an orgasm.

Maggie jerked her hand away from her clit, she refused to give into this stupid game and get off performing like a trained monkey. She stepped in front of a mirror and looked at her new uniform.

She wanted to touch her body in the worst way, but if she climaxed right now she felt like she was giving into the ****. Instead she turned and headed for the kitchen and fixed herself dinner.

Maggie didn't sleep well that night. Her mind was thinking about what was to happen. She wanted to lock her doors and hide, but she knew that if she did that, her unknown Master would release the pictures of Denise. Not only those, but the video she sent him last night of her punishing her own ass.

Finally she dragged her tired body out of bed and took a shower. Normally a shower would wake her up and she would feel refreshed, but today she just felt dirty. She looked at the clock and saw it wasn't even seven o'clock yet. She had no way of knowing when the men would show up, but wanted them to leave as quickly as possible.

Maggie knew she was to gather the clothing that wasn't allowed during the game, so she decided to gather them now and hopefully the men would leave quickly. For the next hour she piled more and more of her clothing in the laundry room, stuffing bag after bad with almost all her clothes. Finally she sat in the floor, the last of her cloths piled in front of her. Her closet was almost completely empty, as well as her dresser. She looked down at the pile and started to cry. When this last pile was bagged, she would have nothing to wear and would have to rely on her unknown master for clothing.

She started to stuff the last garbage bag when she heard the doorbell. Her body jumped when it rang. Maggie gathered all her strength and slowly walked to the front door. Taking a deep breath she opened it and gasped.