Selena Helps, For Now

Selena didn’t seem to have a choice. There was no way Giuliette would share power with her house. There was no way she really loved Selena's cousin. With those three items, she would make all humans her slaves. The orcs and elves too.

“I shall help you,” she said. “But please, where is Varga?”

“He’s still at the ball. He took Marco’s **** to a private room, but didn’t touch her. Quite impressive, I must say. It seems he is besotted with you, Selena. Now enough questions, you help me now, and he stays safe. One wrong step, and with a click of my fingers, he’ll be on the axeman’s block, got it?”

Selena gulped down the fear and rage inside her. “Yes.”

“Perfect. Now undress.”

“Huh?”

“You heard me. Get naked.”

The demand had Selena taken aback, and she hesitated. The question of why she had to be naked almost crossed her mind, but she thought better of questioning Giuliette again, especially after the threat she’d just made.

"What are you waiting for?" she sneered. "Time is of the essence, and we must hurry if we are to retrieve the orb and sceptre before the ball ends."

Swallowing hard, Selena began to unbutton her dress. In this moment, she felt entirely **** and exposed. She was getting used to more and more people seeing her naked, if she was honest. She didn't bother to cover herself like she had for Marco, it seemed pointless now. The worst humiliation of the night seemed to have already passed.

She stood before Giuliette completely naked. Her cheeks burned as the mage’s eyes scanned her slender body. She’d been naked in front of plenty of people lately, but having her body exposed and looked at by her worst enemy felt more humiliating than usual.

“I’m sure you’re wondering why you’re naked,” Giuliette said. “Well, I need you to continue posing as a ****. However, I have a few more additions to your outfit.” She opened one of the drawers of her desk, and something heavy rattled around in there.

She slammed down some shackles on the desk, the thud was enough to make Selena jump. She stared at them for a long while.

“Stand up and turn around, and put your hands behind your back,” Giuliette commanded.

Selena did as she was told, her heart pounding in her chest as she struggled to keep her fear in check. Giuliette secured the shackles around her wrists, tightening them until they bit into her skin. She had a grope of Selena's ass cheeks too, and even cupped her breasts, making Selena shudder, her skin felt cold and prickly.

“There. Now you look like the perfect ****." She nodded approvingly. “But we can’t have anyone recognising you, now can we?”

She opened another drawer from the desk, and produced a leather hood.

Selena could feel her breath catch in her throat as she looked at the hood. It was a simple design, made of black leather with no frills or embellishments. It had laces at the back and a hole for her hair, and a couple of smaller ones for her nostrils.

Giuliette picked up the hood, her eyes gleaming with excitement. “Now stay still while I put this on you.”

"Is this really necessary? Couldn't you just blindfold me? I doubt anyone would recognise me."

"Shhh." Giuliette put a finger over Selena's lips.

First, she left most of the leather of the hood under Selena's chin. She realised why as the collar was clipped tightly around her neck, then buckled. Then Selena’s hair was bunched into a ponytail. Her heart began to judder in panic at what might happen next. She was completely at Giuliette's mercy. She had to do this, for Varga's safety.

With trembling hands, Selena allowed the hood to be lifted from in front, covering her face. A rush of panic rose within her as her vision was replaced by darkness, and her heart raced as she felt the tightness and stickiness of the leather on her face. Despite the holes for her nostrils, breathing was hard. Giuliette's fingers tightened the laces around the back of her head, before attaching the hood to her collar so she couldn’t remove it.

It was so tight, with only a pair of holes for her to breathe through the nose.

"Perfect," Giuliette whispered, her voice close to Selena's ear. "You are now the ideal ****, obedient, restrained and unseen."

She leant behind Selena, fingers stroking her slit.

"Oh, how I wish we had more time." Giuliette let out a long sigh. "The things I would do to you, Selena."