Puppeteered

Selene was still recovering from the multiple orgasms that her now living pussy had **** upon her when she remembered the magic wand. She looked around and was unable to see it. As she searched in vain to find her traitorous wand both of her legs were yanked up in a stretched out position which recalled her attention. A new pair of black satin and lace panties stretched out and pulled themselves over her outstretched legs. Once on her legs were quickly pulled back down by her nylon stockings. With both feet placed firmly down they pushed lifting her hips off the bed allowing the panties to sail up her legs and situate themselves on her hip. It happened so quickly that she didn’t even have time to recognize which panties were being **** on her until her legs dropped her hips. She looked down to find she was wearing the black satin and lace crotch less panties that she got for Valentine’s Day a while back to treat her at the time boyfriend to a fun night.

Before she could react to the panties her gloved hands working in conjunction with the panties and stockings pushed her off the bed into a standing position. Selene tried to fight with all her strength against the gloves for control over her hands but they proved to be much stronger then she was. She yelled at the top of her lungs for help but like her moan from before was nothing but a muffled wimper. She tried pushing the panties out of her mouth with her tongue but every time she pushed the panties would shift want inside of her mouth almost as if they were trying to French kiss her. The effort proved to be futile.

A second later she heard her closet door bust open. Selene quickly tossed a glance over to see what was happening but with her clothes holding her facing away from the closet she could only just barely see. A black And white frilly silk French maid dress shot out of the closet and engulfed Selene. Her gloved hands aiding the dress by ensuring her arms went through the arm holes. The dress’s zipper shot up on its own as pure white silk apron tied itself on her followed by the maids headband. Selene was helpless to stop the clothing from dressing her with all of her limbs being controlled by the gloves and stockings.

Now fully dressed, Selene found her cloth prison forcing her to turn and lift her feet, one foot at a time and allow a pair of black with white trim 6 inch heels onto her feet. As her stockings moved her feet, they moved her to face the floor to ceiling mirror which was situated on the back of her door. Selene stood there looking at herself. She was now fully dressed in the French maid outfit that she got with the crotchless panties she was also wearing. He ex had a real big thing for the whole French maid thing so she wanted to give him a nice present. She never did because she had discovered he had been cheating on her but she never got rude of the ridiculous outfit since it was so expensive. She had chosen a really good one and didn’t cheap out. The dress was made from an incredibly soft black silk and its lining was also a soft silk which she could feel sliding over her skin. The front panel covering her now living breasts was white silk with frills long the top. The shoulders had a poof to them that ended in a short sleeve that had a white lace trim. The skirt came down to just a few inches above her knees and flared out. What she didn’t notice before while the clothes assaulted her, she was also wearing the petticoat which was a soft white material and held the skirt’s shape. It could be seen sticking out from under her black silk of the dress. Its white satin lace protruding from under by at least an inch.

Selene had never worn the whole outfit before today and was surprised at how gorgeous she looked in it. Her surprised stare was broken when her two breasts started battling under her dress. She could see the fabric fighting to keep them contain. The sensations nearly pushed her to cumming again but the dress’s breast panel cupped them tightly and started to massage them causing them to relax back into place. Selene could see the white silk moving and contorting around as the dress worked her breasts. The front of the skirt flipped itself up exposing her panties and the forked tongue teased the air outside of her pussy. Her labia giving way to the tongue.

Her panties **** her hips to rotate back and forth as the tongue danced in the air. One of her gloved hands was pulled up and started to stroke her face while the other hand explored starting at her chest and then sliding down over the silk dress to her exposed panties. The soft touch of her glove covered fingers sent new waves of pleasure coursing through her. Selene was preparing herself for yet another **** orgasm when she hears a knock at the door...