Ruby's Dinner Party !

Debbi found herself standing by the large doors, a tray of champagne flutes balanced in her hand. She had already run the gauntlet of the catering staff in the kitchen, east European girls who had given her looks of ill disguised contempt. She did not bother trying to explain to them how she found herself in this situation. The doorbell finally rang and Debbi opened the door to a smart looking Asian man and his wife. The two of them gasped with surprise at the unconventional maid, before laughing as Debbi greeted them with oblivious formality and decorum. The next guests soon followed and soon Debbi was beginning to expect the embarrassing reaction to her presence. She was laughed at and leered at in equal measure. Debbi hated every second of the experience. It was bad enough to be stripped and used as a living joke for the amusement of complete strangers but quite another thing to have to act so pleasant, polite and formal at the same time. She knew she couldn't display anything other than perfect manners and temperament throughout. Every so often, Ruby would wander past and monitor her behaviour. Debbi didn't want to cross the volatile woman lest she incite more of her wrath.

Debbi found herself the only white face at the event, All Ruby's guests turned out to be Asian. Debbi couldn't imagine a situation where she was more of a beacon of unwanted and humiliating attention. The guests eventually settled for dinner and Debbi's station was moved to the dining room. At Ruby's instruction, the naked victim wandered back and forth between the kitchen and the vast table to ferry plates of food and endless amounts of tableware. It was hot and gruelling work, causing more agony to Debbi's already exhausted muscles. The guests watched her humiliated ordeal with bemused eyes. The conversation naturally turned to Ruby's acquisition, her guests approving of the rather interesting addition which was enlivening what had promised to otherwise be a mundane dinner party. "You really must tell me how you came by such a delightful specimen" requested one bloated guest, a doctor whose leering gaze Debbi felt following her posterior everywhere she went. "She was a gift from the community after a particularly large philanthropic donation from my husband and I" replied Ruby.

Debbi clenched her fingers in irritation as she listened to the woman bend the truth to make herself sound superior. Ruby continued. "I find it a wonderful symbol of how far we have all come as second and third generation immigrants. Debbi, come and stand here with me." Debbi reluctantly went to stand alongside Ruby. "Compare and contrast friends and look at how far we have come !" At this she pointed to the naked maid standing dutifully with a bottle of wine ready to be served. Ruby's friends laughed uproariously. Debbi was dying inside. She understood now why they had spent so much money to ensure they obtained her at the charity auction. It wasn't about having a pretty naked woman to do what they wanted, it was about demonstrating the power to be able to do so. It made her deeply uncomfortable and she became even more aware of the terrible stark shame of everything she was being **** to do.