The Wardrobe

The whole situation you find yourself in is very strange. A voice inside of you wants to get out right now and just wait for another car to drive by...but that voice is feels so very tiny right now, as you wouldn't want to be rude to Mistress. You blink for a moment, confused by your own train of thoughts.

'Mistress? Why the hell am I thinking that? I've gotta get it together, this trip is taking it's toll on me.'

You quickly enter the bathroom and wash your face to collect your thoughts. You look around and see the intricate designs of the tiled floor and walls, thin gold filigree on Black slate. The Bathtub is a beautiful white with that strange black material for curtains. You quickly freshen up as you notice your clothing did indeed gather more dust and grime from the walk then you imagined. You take off your clothes and step out into the room and place them down at the door like the maid asked. You walk over to the intricate and beautiful Wardrobe, intricate designs on each door depicting 2 winged women reaching to open the doors themselves. You open it to find a large array of rubber clothing like what the Maid herself was wearing, as well as a mirror on the inside of one door with a note taped to it. You notice you are completely naked which takes you by suprise.

'I...when did I remove my underwear!?' You turn to look back at your clothes to at least put your panties back on, only to realize your clothing is gone!

You gulp quietly, nervous at your situation. You take the note and open it, inside is a single sentence, beautifully written in calligraphy.

'Please choose your personal taste for this evening's enjoyment. The Maid shall be up shortly to see you to your arrangement. Sincerely, Mistress.'

You look at the array of choices you have, hanging to the far right is another finely made rubber maid outfit, however instead of a hood there is instead a small rubber maid cap that is meant to be worn.

Next you see a simple yet very short black tube dress, shiny and form fitting, likely latex, you suspect if worn it would barely reach your thighs.

Third on the rack is an outfit that could barely be called that. A series of black leather straps that may cover your nipples and crotch as well as criss-cross along areas of your body, held together by metal rings...but it would hold very little else.

Your eyes wander down as you notice piled on the floor is a large mass of black material. Pulling it up with one hand, you see it is a full length latex body suit, complete with long gloves, socks and hood with ball gag. You drop it in slight shock as you notice the series of cuffs underneath them. The wardrobe seems to have more outfits behind them, but you do not look closely, simply shocked by the attire.

"I see they have a....theme." You mutter to yourself as you stare at them for a long period of time...you find yourself almost hypnotized by them as you find yourself strangely turned on by your predicament. You aren't normally into this, but just...it's hot. You look back down at the note and see one small scribble on the bottom of the note, barely noticeable...

'Get out while you can.'

You look back at the rack.....the voice suddenly grows a little louder.