Chapter Nine
Displayed Delights
“There,” my maid said, stepping back and admiring her handiwork. In one hand she held the shining, stainless steel scissors that had just done their lascivious work. In her other hand was the lion’s share of the thin, almost translucent sheer fabric of my pale yellow skirt. The jagged edge of the shortened bottom of what little remained now extended down from my black leather belt only to the level of my crotch. The slightest rise would expose my pink, pouting p***y lips to all lusting male eyes—the maid had spread flame-red lipstick over it like s c**k-craving mouth. With my arms strapped up behind me, I was sure to draw all male eyes to my unprotected feminine play-pretty.
The severed scraps of my bra and panties lay lifeless on the floor at my feet. Sc
