It's Saturday night and almost time for the big party. Adrienne finally arrives on Veronica's doorstep promptly at eight o'clock, after a long bus ride and some walking.

"Ah, there you are! Do come in," says Veronica warmly. "Follow me up to the guest suite; I have the required things laid out for you. We should have enough time to get you ready before my guests begin arriving."

Following Veronica upstairs, Adrienne marvels at the elegant surroundings. "I know Ms. Deville must make a large salary but this place must have cost a small fortune! Maybe she inherited it."

As soon as Adrienne sees the short purple PVC uniform laid out for her, she gets a sinking feeling in her stomach. What's going on here?

Veronica's mood changes swiftly. "Come on, hurry up and get the uniform on!" She then produces some other items that Adrienne doesn't like at all.

"Oh no, I'm not wearing that stuff," Adrienne firmly states. "I don't know what your game is, lady, but I'm not playing along. You're really sick." She starts heading for the door but Veronica's cold voice stops her.

"You will wear this outfit and you will obey me from this moment on or some very nasty things will happen to you."

"I..., er, I don't believe you can do anything to me!" Adrienne stammers, not quite so confident now. "I'll just leave and never come back here or to the office."

Veronica explodes in peals of laughter, "You know nothing of my influence or the lengths I'll go to to get what I want. There is a video camera hidden in my office and everything that happened between us on Friday is recorded. I happen to know the Chief of Police. He's one of my 'special' friends. All I have to do is give him that tape and he will not only expose you and endlessly harass you, he knows people who will mess up that pretty face of yours and perhaps break a few bones. I'll give you one more chance - submit completely to my will and become my slave or walk out that door. It's your choice."

Adrienne feels her independence slipping away. She now knows she was a fool to believe any of Veronica's assurances the other day. Resigning herself to the will of this woman is her only real choice. "Yes, I will obey you, Veronica."

'A wise decision," states Veronica, flashing her wicked grin. "You will now address me as Mistress Veronica, when you are allowed to speak. Now get over here and put on this uniform. Then I will put on these other items."

"Yes, Mistress Veronica." Head down, Adrienne walks over to the maid outfit, removing her dress as she goes.

As soon as Adrienne puts the uniform on, Veronica swiftly locks a leather collar around her neck, then locks the attached handcuffs onto each of her wrists. A ball gag is then forced into her mouth and the attached harness is tightly strapped and locked around her head.

"There, all finished!" says Veronica, admiring her work. "Now stand right there like a good slave while I get ready."

Adrienne meekly stands where she is while Veronica changes in another room. She soon returns, dressed in a slick black vinyl dress and high lace-up boots. She's also carrying a nasty looking whip.

"Now I believe we're ready to go down and meet my special guests," says Veronica, smiling sweetly. "I'm sure you'll like them and I know that they're going to love seeing you! Hehehe! Oh by the way, you'd better get used to that gag. Because of your disrespectful remarks a few minutes ago, it will not be removed until I send you back to your miserable little apartment tomorrow night. I hope you like taking nourishment through a straw. Teehee!"

Adrienne follows Veronica back downstairs and into a lavish dining room.

"Alright now, listen carefully," Veronica says. "There are going to be several ladies here tonight who are members of a very private and exclusive club for, shall we say, dominant women. I'm hoping to receive an invitation to join by entertaining them tonight. You, my sweet little slave, are going to be part of that entertainment."

"Calm down now," Veronica soothes. "You look like you're going to faint. Just obey my commands without hesitation and everything should go well tonight. Also obey any orders my guests might give you." Then she sternly adds, "But if you embarrass me in any way, you will be severely punished. Understand?"

Veronica directs Adrienne to wait in a large receiving room while she greets her guests. She soon returns, leading five of the most erotically dressed women Adrienne has ever seen. Three of them look Adrienne up and down with open interest but another regards her with a cruel smirk. It's hard to read the fifth one's expression; she's covered entirely in rubber and is wearing a full ponytail hood.

"Oh my God!" Adrienne wails to herself, her legs visibly quivering. "I feel like a prize heifer on the auction block! I think I'm going to pee myself!"

Veronica speaks up, "Ladies, please meet Adrienne, my latest acquisition. Unfortunately, my experienced sissy maid Sarah can't be with us tonight but I'm sure this creature is willing and able to serve your every need."

Adrienne waits quietly on her knees while the women begin circulating and chatting to each other. Soon she receives all the drink orders and rises to leave.

The tall hooded woman moves up to Adrienne and lifts her chin with a riding crop. "I am Lady Demonika. I zee Veronica hass gagged you; you haf broken some rule, ya?" she asks in a thick accent Adrienne can't place. Not being able to answer, Adrienne just hangs her head. "Dot is goot! Slaves must obey! Hahaha!" She then gives Adrienne a parting smack on her behind that makes her jump. "Lovely lady," muses Adrienne as she goes to the kitchen, "Spreading sweetness and light where ever she goes!" She manages a bit of a giggle through the gag that relieves some of her tension.

Finding the little bar in the kitchen, Adrienne quickly prepares the drinks. Her previous job as a bar maid serves her well here. As she prepares to return, Veronica comes in. "Hurry up with those drinks and don't forget the canapés. When that's done, start laying out the food that the caterers left. There's no time to be goofing off. Snap to it or you'll get a taste of my whip!"

"Oh, by the way, Lady Demonika has expressed an interest in you. After dinner we will retire to the basement where I have my dungeon set up. The Lady wants to try out some of my new equipment on you. Oh, this is just fantastic! If she's impressed, I'll have my membership with no problems!"

A startled look appears on Adrienne's face. "Yes, that's just wonderful. Now I'll likely be chained up like a dog and stretched into some new and interesting shapes by that vulcanized Valkyrie and you'll get everything you want. The fun just never stops at Mistress Veronica's place! I've got to put my brain to work and think of a way out of this nightmare! I just can't live like this!"