Work place humiliation.

The next morning, Christina showered and dressed in a white bra and panty set from La Perla and pulled on a white blouse followed by a business skirt in black. Next, she pulled on the matching on the matching black jacket and stepped into her four-inch black leather heels, picking up her purse she headed out of the house. Gretchen watched from the upstairs balcony window, phone in hand, watching the video of her Mistress dressed in her spare uniform polishing the cutlery. Gretchen was getting so turned on that her hand was down the front of her jeans, rubbing her pussy. Today she decided she would neglect a few jobs, saving them for Chrissy the maid. She giggled to herself as she went to the kitchen to have some coffee and toast. Christina was thinking back to the events of the night before, and her cheeks started to flush red at the humiliation. She drove with trepidation to her office and parked in her spot in the underground car park.

She entered her office, passing by Diana's desk, and said good morning, which Diana returned the greeting. Diana smirked as she saw her boss maybe starting to mellow. Diana made Christina a coffee and took it into her, placing it on the table with the daily mail, and Christina was happy to see no envelopes. Having delivered the coffee and mail, Diana went back to her desk and looked in one of her draws and saw the brown office envelope which contained Christina's panties and bra, but this the time the envelope was addressed to Diana. She smiled at this as she closed the draw and carried on with her work. The morning dragged on and Christina replied to various emails on her computer, fear filling her body, expecting her phone to beep at any moment. Lunchtime came and Diana came in with a salad for Christina, placing on her desk, "Miss Hewson, is there anything else I can get for you?" Christina looked up, shaking her head and said thank you. Her phoned then buzzed and when she opened the message she saw the link and title of a video #Helping Hand#

Beneath the picture was the caption.# Miss Hewson decides to dress as a maid and help her maid out with the chores.# Christina blushed as she saw another link which had a video attached and there she was cleaning the house and polishing the cutlery. She quickly deleted the message as she heard Diana come in and say goodnight. Christina had lost all track of time and said goodnight to Diana and prepared to get herself ready for home. Then her phone pinged again with a new message #Hello bitch, I really enjoyed your little show last night and I bet your maid enjoyed it as well. Now for your next task, you will strip down to your stockings and shoes. Then in your chair you are going to get yourself off using only what you can find in the office. You will record this on your phone and send me the video. First though above your pussy you will write in mark pen fifty cents and draw an arrow to your slit.# Christina knew she had **** but to comply, so stripped and wrote what she was meant to write while her phone filmed her.

She found in a clothes rack in the corner, a pink umbrella with a wooden handle which she brought over to her desk. She got comfortable in her seat, placing her legs over the arms so that they were spread open. Christina rubbed her pussy until she was nice and wet, then gently probed her pussy with the handle of the umbrella. She pushed deep until the closed spokes hit against her pussy lips then gyrating her hips she picked up the pace, thrusting faster and faster, being to pant and moan as she basically **** herself with the umbrella. All the time her phone was recording her debasement by her own hand, but now she so lost in pleasure that she had forgotten the phone. She continued to pumped harder and realised that the spokes had also penetrated her pussy, filling her even more. She was so full of umbrella that her legs started to close, and then finally she came, her juices flooding out and soaking into the umbrella's material as she slumped in her chair.

Christina recovered enough and sent the video to her blackmailer, which a few minutes later prompted a reply.# Very good bitch and how creative using an umbrella. Well it did rain in the end did it not. Now your next task, I want you to check out the draws of your PA, see if she has anything interesting in them for you to use.# Diana had already removed the envelope, and it was safe with her at home, but she had left some clothes for her boss. Christina checked Diana's desk draws and found a black outfit. She checked it out, seeing that it consisted of a small blouse and a very short skirt, and at the very bottom a pair of six inch stilettos. She took them back to her office and put the blouse on which she had trouble buttoning up over her breasts and the skirt only just covered her stocking tops. When she stepped into the heels, the skirt rode even higher. She took a picture then sent it to her blackmailer who sent back a reply# Oh my bitch you look like a cheap hooker and those heels very nice. Your PA must be very kinky, maybe we should invite her to play sometime. Do not worry I am only joking as long as you comply your secret is safe. Okay, film yourself getting off again using the heels of those shoes, then you can go home.#

Christina once again sat at her desk with her legs draped over the arms, exposing her pussy to her phone, and with her right hand she brought up the black heel. She pushed the tip of the heel past her pussy lips and started to fuck herself, feeling the heel pushing deeper, and before she knew what was happening she had removed the other shoe, bringing it up to her nose and sniffing. She smelt the mix of nylon, leather and sweat as she fucked herself, gently bucking her hips. The combination of fucking herself and sniffing her PA's shoes were making her very aroused, and she was once again lost in her pleasure until she could take it no more. She let her warm juices once again flood from her self abused pussy as the shoe over her nose fell to the floor, and she again slumped into her chair. Her body was starting to come down from her orgasm, and she sent the video to her blackmailer again.# Very, very good bitch nice to know you have a thing for smelling shoes that is all for today bitch go home.#

Christina cleaned herself up and replaced the clothes and shoes which she had cleaned back in Diana's desk draw, then dressed in her own clothes and headed home. On the way home, her cheeks were seemed to be very red as she thought about the humiliating things she had done to herself. She wondered what if anything she would have to do when she got home. Maybe Gretchen had just thought it was a one-off event and say no more about it. After all, her blackmailer had not instructed her to help her maid tonight. She thought on this as she approached her home and parked her car in the attached garage, locking it up. She went to her home office and sat down, doing a few more emails. It was strange Gretchen had not met her at the door, and she was not in the kitchen preparing dinner. Christina went up to her bedroom and stripped out of her clothes and wore a tee shirt and legging and then headed down again with no sign of her maid. Eventually, she found Gretchen in her room laying on her bed and Gretchen looked up and smiled, thinking to herself how to get her boss into her uniform.