Chapter 310.

“What’s up with Thomasina?” asked Emily.
“I don’t know.  Maybe she’s just drunk too much wine
” responded Hilda.
They waited for her to return.  After five minutes Caroline said she would go and see.  She went out, made her way to the bathroom, and knocked softly at the door.
“Thommie?”
There was a faint groan from within.  “Caroline?”
“Yeah.  What’s up?  You okay?”
“Yeah.”  She didn’t want Caroline to find out.  Knowing her, she’d be delighted.  “Can you ask Emily to come here?”
“Okay
”
She took off her gloves and splashed water on her burning cheeks.  It didn’t help.  She slid one hand between her legs.  She could feel the vibrations through her fingers.
Caroline returned to the living room.
“She wants to talk to you, Emily.”


Thomasina quickly admitted Emily to the bathroom.  She looked flushed and distressed, and was holding onto the counter.
“Whatever’s the matter, Thomasina?”
Thomasina hesitated.  But there was nothing else for it.  She had to explain.
“Look, it’s like this.  This suit that Cynthia gave me
  Well
  It’s an Invader!  Yes, it has a built-in, you know
”
Emily’s eyes lit up.  “A dil-do?”  She gave a short laugh.  “You naughty, naughty girl!  And you wore it to my party?  Gosh
  That was brave of you!”
“I told you
  Aah
  I wasn’t intending to
”  She groaned.  “If it doesn’t stop
”
“Ooh
  You must be in a state
”  Emily couldn’t hide her delight.
“Somehow it turned itself on.  I think it’s only on the lowest setting, but even so
  I was trying to turn it off when I dropped the remote down the side of the sofa.  Then I couldn’t reach it.  Please
”
“You want me to retrieve it and switch it off, right?  You little sexpot.  Maybe I will, maybe I won’t
”
“What?”
“It would be fun watching you.  Imagine
  The party will probably go on till midnight.  You have nothing else to wear
”  She giggled.
Thomasina frowned.  “Then I’ll just go home.  Say I don’t feel well.”
“No you won’t.”
“What do you mean?  I can go get a cab
”
“I won’t allow it.”
“How will you stop me?”
In answer, Emily took out her phone, scrolled through her pictures, and held it up for Thomasina to see.  It was a video. 
“This is the video Coco took of you in the forest.  You remember.  Sorry, I didn’t tell you.  When I met them on their way back they told me everything, and shared the video.”  She grinned.  “It’s quite a performance.  I’ve told them to keep it secret, unless I give them permission
”
“You wouldn’t!”
“It’s a shame to keep it to ourselves.  One text to Coco, or Roxanne, or Octavia
”
“No!  Emily, please
”
She was horrified, but also strangely excited.  Those three girls, the Posh Triplets, and now Emily too
  They had all been watching her masturbatory adventure in the forest
  They all knew
  She had thought Emily was a true friend...  But now...
“Then indulge me for this evening.  Come on, try to stay cool, and we’ll try to find your controller.”
“Thank you
”

Her leather belt was having the effect of tautening the crotch seam of her suit and forcing the dil-do deeper in, so she took it off, and they returned together.  As they passed the kitchen Thomasina saw Hilda and Caroline preparing dinner.  Caroline came up.
“Are you okay, Thommie?”
“Oh, yes, fine now.  I just felt a bit queasy, but I’m better now.”
“Oh, good.  I’m going to help Hilda make dinner.”
“Great!  See you in a while
”

They entered the living room.  Kim was sitting by the door, with a smug smile on her face.  Thomasina stood nervously by while Emily went over to the sofa.  Bobby was purring away relentlessly inside her.  It felt as though it was rotating slightly as well, exploring every part.  She gulped.  She couldn’t take much more.  Emily removed the cushion and prised the seat base aside..
“You won’t find it.”
“Sorry, Kim?”
“I’ve got it.  I saw her trying to retrieve something.  I’ve got it here.”
Thomasina approached her.  “Can I have it, Kim?”
“Maybe
”
“Please
”
“Wouldn’t you like me to check out the other settings?”
“No!  Come on, Kim
”
“If you want it, get down and beg.”
“What?”
“Go down on all fours, like the naughty puppy bitch you are, and beg
”
Kelly snorted with laughter.  Emily grinned.  The men goggled.
“I won’t do anything of the sort!  Give it to me!  Right now!”
Thomasina put out her hand.  It looked like Kim was holding the remote behind her back.  Suddenly Thomasina cried out, and doubled up.
“No, please
”
She fell to her knees.
“Wow,” exclaimed Kim, “and I only turned it half way.  Okay, relax.  It’s back on the lowest now.”
Thomasina was almost sobbing.
“I’m sorry
  I shouldn’t have worn it.  But really, I didn’t mean to
”
“No, darling, don’t apologise.  I’m so glad you did!”
“If I were you, Thomasina, I’d do what Kim tells you,” said Emily.  “She doesn’t joke around.”
“No, I don’t.  I've told Hilda not to come out of the kitchen with Caroline until at least eight-thirty.  That gives us nearly an hour.  Emily?  Why don’t you close the door, and we’ll have a little fun with our new puppy.”
Emily quietly closed the door.
Kim produced the remote from behind her back.
“Hmm
  It actually goes up to six!  I wonder
.”
“Please
” whimpered Thomasina.
“All right.  Maybe later.  We’ll see.  Now why don’t you crawl over here like a good little puppy-dog and I’ll tell you what you’re going to do.  Come on
”
Thomasina was in turmoil, mentally and physically.  She was furiously angry, she hated this smug, superior Kim woman, but also hopelessly aroused by the situation.  Her anger fought against her sexuality, but it hand no chance.  The pervert in her was yearning to be humiliated in front of everyone, yes, yearning to be dominated by the bitch she hated so much, so they would all see what a horny, submissive slut she really was.  The mere thought of Emily’s posh, respectable guests, comfortably seated, sipping their wine, watching as she abased herself in her latex suit - watching and knowing she had a little dil-do pulsing away in her oozing pussy - was almost enough by itself to bring her to orgasm.  Frustratingly, it was as if Kim somehow understood this perfectly.  So, conflicted as she was, after no more than a moment’s hesitation, she gave in to her deepest instincts, and crawled over to Kim on all fours, like a dog awaiting instructions from its mistress


Chapter 308.

The application of makeup seemed to have stimulated interest in her even further.  As she took a seat on one of the sofas next to Caroline, the conversation lapsed, and she knew that all eyes must be on her.  Kim had sat down next to Kelly, and they were whispering together, while Roger was sitting on Caroline’s left.  Emily and her “housemate” sat on a smaller sofa, holding hands.  He leant forward.
“So, Thomasina
  Emily mentioned you ride at Pitt’s Wood.”
“That’s right.”  She smiled at Roger, consciously focussing on him and keeping her eyes averted from the rest of the room. 
“Kim and I went there for lunch one day last year. The countryside’s so beautiful and unspoilt round there.  I suppose there’s loads of tracks to ride through the woods.”
“Oh, yes.  That’s where we rode last week.  That’s where Emily and I first made personal contact.”
“She says you’re an ace horsewoman
”
“Flattery, pure flattery
”
“You know it’s not,” laughed Emily.  “You have a perfect seat” – here she glanced mischievously at Stefan – “and great empathy with your mounts.  I could see that in the first few minutes.”
“That’s not all she could see,” giggled Hilda.  “Was it, Em?”
“Hilda
  Shush
”
“Oh?  What else, then?” asked Roger, interested.
Emily glared at Hilda, and drew her hand away.  Hilda tossed her head.
“It’s no secret.  I mean, everyone at the Centre knows about it.  She wore a latex catsuit – like the one she’s wearing now, but bright pink!  And nothing else!”
Roger stared at her with delight.
“Did you, Thomasina?”
Out of the corner of her eye she saw Stefan stiffen, and sit up.  She might have guessed this would happen.  But she was not going to appear intimidated.
“Yes.  So what?  It’s no big deal.  It’s not as outrĂ© as you might think.  It’s regarded as a practical option in bad weather.”
“Oh, I see
  And was the weather bad
?  I seem to recollect Wednesday was rather a fine day
”
Thomasina was getting irritated.
“Does the thought turn you on, then?” she blurted – and immediately wished she hadn’t.
“Well, you have to admit
  I mean, it’s quite sexy
”
Stefan nodded in agreement.  Kelly slapped his leg again.
“It is, though,” piped up Kim.  “You need to have such a good figure.  Thomasina, why don’t you stand up and show us?  Maybe take off that jacket
”
There was a murmur of assent from the men.  Thomasina’s face clouded for a moment.  That Kim woman
  It was some sort of dare.  She glared at her, and got
a simpering, superior smile in return, as if to say, “you don’t dare, do you.  You know you’d only make a fool of yourself”.  She was goading her.  Well, her partner seemed keen on the idea, to judge by the expression on his face.  And she knew Stefan’s eyes would be falling out.  It would be worth it to see their partners’ discomfort.  Also
  Bobby dil-do was making his presence felt.  The sofa cushion was bouncy, and every time she moved he probed her in a different way
  She felt nervous, but arousal was eroding her reticence.
“Is that actually what you want, Kim?  If you’re so desperate
fine.”

She realised later it had been a stupid thing to do.  Not only had she allowed herself to be manipulated, but she had exposed her vanity as well as her sexuality.  But at the time

She stood up, slipped off her jacket, strode over to the window, where she was right in front of Stefan, Kelly and Kim, and, stood there, hands on hips, so they could all get a good eyeful


Chapter 306.

Thomasina stood there helplessly for a moment.  If only mum would come back now, she thought, I could get in.  But Caroline was tugging at her arm, and Emily beckoning from the car.
“Come on, Thomasina, the guests will be arriving soon.”
“But I haven’t even done my makeup
”
“You can use mine.  Come on.”
She climbed into the back seat.  The thought of having to make polite conversation with a bunch of strangers, dressed as she was, with Bobby – that was what she had named the dil-do – with Bobby inside her, made her shiver with trepidation.
“Will there be a lot of guests?”
“Oh, no.  Less than I’d hoped.  Just two couples, and me and Hilda.”
Oh!  Only six people.  That wasn’t so bad.
“Hilda?”
“My housemate.  You’ll like her.  She’s good fun.  Then there’s Kim and Roger and Kelly and Stefan.  They’re all sort of late twenties.  Cool guys.  I’m sure you’ll get on.”
So no old farts, she noted.  She needn’t have worried.  Actually, it had the potential to be quite interesting.  She no longer felt intimidated.  On the contrary, she could give her new catsuit a test run – see what sort of reactions she got.  She began to feel quite excited.

Emily Laidlaw lived in a modern detached house, one of about a dozen in a newly-built estate off the main Bath road.  Not to Thomasina’s taste, but as Emily explained, she and Hilda had clubbed together to put down a deposit because at the time is was the best option, and they got a discount for making an early commitment.
“I think we’ll move, maybe next year.  We want somewhere more rural, where we can have some space for horses.”
She parked and they headed for the front door.  It opened while Emily was looking for her key.  A rather striking woman appeared in the doorway, wearing a glamorous blue dress and clutching a large glass of wine.
“You’ve arrived!  Welcome!”  A big smile.  A faintly Germanic accent.  “You are Thomasina, and this is Caroline.  Yes?  Emily has told me all about you.  I am Hilda.  Come in, girls.”
They filed into the house.
“So, you are wearing the new catsuit, Thomasina!  We were hoping you would.”
“I wasn’t going to
  It happened sort of by accident
”
“Well, I think it was a good accident
”

She showed them into a large, well-lit living room, where a couple were seated on the sofa, chatting and smiling.  They rose to greet the new arrivals.  The woman’s smile broadened as they were introduced; she even giggled.  But the man’s smile faded and for a few seconds he just gaped. 
“Stefan, Kelly
  This is Thomasina, and this is Caroline.  Girls, meet Stefan and Kelly.”
Stefan largely recovered his composure, but stammered as he took Thomasina’s hand.
“N-nice to meet you
”
The girls were seated and offered wine, which they accepted.
“So you know Emily from riding?” began Kelly.
“Yes
  I don’t know Emily well,” began Thomasina.  “I mean I’ve seen her around the riding centre for ages, but we only really got acquainted properly a few days ago.  Caroline and I went to ride, and I joined Emily’s group
”
“Yes, she told us.  You caused a bit of a stir, I understand.”
“I can see why
” murmured Stefan, looking slightly too intently at her catsuit.
Kelly gave him a playful slap on the leg.  “Behave yourself, Stefan.  Honestly
”
“Don’t be too hard on him, Kelly.  He’s still only a kid,” joked Emily.
“Tell me about it.  All he’s interested in is computer games, football, and
”  She gave an involuntary snort of laughter, and added, “typical teenager!”
Thomasina was conscious of her lack of makeup.
“Emily?  Could borrow your makeup, then?  Sorry to ask.”
“Oh, no probs.  Sorry, I forgot.  Here, I’ll get my bag and show you the bathroom.  It’s just out here, Caroline, if you need it.  Second door on the left.”

Chapter 305.

Thomasina had pretty much decided what she was going to wear to Emily Laidlaw’s party.  It was a toss-up between a pretty cute little figure-hugging green dress she had chosen for her last birthday, and which she had never even worn, and her favourite jeans with ankle boots and either a shirt or jumper.  She wasn’t sure what sort of a party it was going to be, but better to be under rather than over-dressed, so she was leaning towards the casual look.  At school on Thursday Caroline was excited about the party.
“It’ll be nice to party with adults for a change.  I’m pretty fed up with teenagers.”
“Despite the fact we are teenagers
”
“Yeah, Thommie.  Cos so many of our friends are so stupid, and behave like kids when they’ve had a few drinks.  We’re not like that, are we?”
“No.  I guess we’re a bit more mature than the average. But adults can be pretty silly after a few.  I went to a wedding last year.  Some of the parents
  Their kids were mortified
”
“I’m gonna wear my new skirt.  It’s so cool.  No-one I know’s got any latex stuff.  Oh, ‘cept you, of course.  Er, are you gonna
?”
“No, I’m not.  I’ve got my jeans, and a cool jumper.  Tight-fitting.  Pretty sexy, actually
”
“Not as sexy as you-know-what.  I got the impression your friend really wanted you to wear it on Saturday.  Didn’t you?”
“Maybe.  I was briefly tempted.  But no, I don’t want to be stared at all evening by a bunch of middle-aged professional types.”
“Is that what you think they’ll be?  I wouldn’t mind
”
“Dunno.  But Miss Laidlaw seems pretty straight, so that’s my guess.”
“Maybe
  I thought she was pretty cool, though
”

When she got home she found a box waiting for her on the hall table.
“That came today, dear.  By courier.”
“Thanks, mum.  Have Aunt Mary and Uncle Stephen arrived?”
“Not yet.  Their flight was delayed.  They’ll be here later.”
Lady Middiford’s sister and her husband were staying over the weekend, before driving up to Scotland for a holiday.
Thomasina took the parcel up to her bedroom.  When she saw the sender was Fantastex her heart missed a beat.  She hurriedly ripped it open.  On top was a typed letter signed by Cynthia.  Inside were three small sealed grey plastic bags.  She read the letter.
“Dear Thomasina,
I hope you liked the new catsuit.  We have a couple of other items ready for you now, if you’d care to pop in.  Any time, I’m nearly always here except on Sundays.  I forgot to give you a few things, so I’m sending them in case you need them for the weekend.  I heard Emily talking about a party?
Lovely to see you again.  Let’s meet soon.
Cynthia”
She opened the first packet.  Something soft.  A little belt-purse on a narrow leather thong.  Cute!  She unzipped it.  Inside was a pair of short black glossy latex gloves!  She tried one on.  Of course, a perfect fit.  The second packet.  A tube of lube!  She blushed.  “Whatever can that be for,” she smiled.  The third packet.  Chunky.  It contained two items.  A sort of charger, with a plug, and transformer, and a silver jack-plug with a very fine sleeve; and a miniature remote control.  She frowned.  What was this for?  She unfolded the instruction sheet, and read it through, still puzzled.  Suddenly she gave a cry, and jumped up.  She pulled open the bottom drawer in the chest and lifted out her new catsuit.  She turned it upside down, and looked between the legs.  That tiny steel ring set into the latex, which she had assumed was just an anchor for the dil-do, was in fact a charging port!  The dil-do incorporated a vibrator! 

She gasped, shivered and then suffered her first hot flush!  She took a deep breath, plugged in the charger, and pushed home the jack-plug.  She placed the suit carefully on the carpet, and read the instructions again.  Four hours till it was fully charged.  She examined the remote.  Graduated from zero to six, with a four-position switch: black was off, then it was green for on, red for random, and amber for pulse!  “Oh my god
” she breathed.  “It’s bad enough just as it is.  What must it feel like
?”  She gulped.  She was actually trembling.  “What’s wrong with me?  Why does the thought of this make me so fuc-king horny?  I must relax
  I can try it later
  Let’s see, four hours
  After nine, then
”

Lady Middiford’s sister rang at eight to say they’d be arriving in about half an hour, so the delayed dinner was kept hot.  In the event it was nearer an hour, dinner wasn’t over till after ten, and then Thomasina was obliged to stay and chat till nearly midnight.  It was too late for any experiments that day, so the catsuit was stowed away back in its drawer.  After school, Thomasina was dismayed to discover Aunt Mary had treated them all to theatre tickets, so that was Friday evening written off as well.  On the way to the theatre she had a call from Emily.
“Thomasina, hi.  How are you?  You are coming to the party?”
“Oh, yes, of course, Emily.  Looking forward to it.”
“I’m picking up Caroline, then I’ll come and get you.  About six-thirty?  Is that okay?  Don’t eat – there’ll be loads of food.”
“Great!”
“Have you decided what you’ll wear?”
“Well
”
“Caroline’s going to wear her new skirt.  You should wear your new outfit.” 
“Oh
  I wasn’t sure if it would be appropriate
  I’ll see
”
“Don’t be shy.  My friends are all pretty cool
”
“Right
   Well I’ll see you tomorrow
”
Caroline had been right.  It really did seem like she wanted her to turn up in that catsuit.  It seemed a bit odd.  She felt uneasy about it.  “I think I’ll have to disappoint her,” she thought.

She had arranged to ride with Caroline on Saturday morning.  They had just returned, and unsaddled the horses, when who should turn up at Pitt’s Wood but her mother, Mary and Stephen!
“Darling, Mary and Stephen have decided to drive up tonight.  It’s such a long journey and they have to do it in two stages, so they're going to stop in Carlisle.  So they were hoping we could all spend the afternoon together.”
She couldn’t very well refuse.  They went to a nature reserve, and at five they were still sitting in the cafĂ© drinking tea. 
“Look, I’ve got this party tonight.  I’ll have to go.”
“Oh, we’ll come back too
” began Mary.
“No.  I can hop on a bus.  I’ll be home in twenty minutes.  I’ll say goodbye here.  Hope you have a lovely time in the mountains
”

She was home before five-thirty.  She only had an hour.  She had time

She pulled out the catsuit and tested the remote.  At the touch of a button the little dil-do jumped into life.  She held it, trying the various settings.  Her hands were shaking.  “Omg
  what is that going to feel like
”
She had to know. She’d waited too long already.  She lubed the dil-do, and slipped on the suit, using a loop of string to zip up the back, then pressing the zip flat to lock it.  She decided to go the whole hog.  She tied her hair with a black ribbon, put on her black ankle boots, her belt, her belt purse, her leather jacket, and her new latex gloves.  She stood in front of the mirror.  She did look hot, all right.  And she was already aroused, having been thinking of little else for two days.  Taking a breath, she set the vibes to one and pressed on.
“Oh
my
god!”
She almost fainted with pleasure.  She quickly turned it off.  Then tried again – setting two this time.  She gave an involuntary cry.  No.  No way.  It was too much.  Just once more.  This was unbelievable!  Especially watching her own reactions as she did it.  She stood there for a while, experimenting.
“I have to get ready.  What’s the time?  Twenty past!  Shit.”
There was a ring at the bell.
“Oh god, that’s not mum, is it?”
She peered out of the window.  There was a car on the drive, and there was Caroline looking up at her window.
“Come on!”  She beckoned to her.  “Let’s go!”
She’d have to tell them to wait while she changed.  She stuffed the remote into her purse, ran downstairs and threw open the door.
“Caroline, listen
”
“Yay!  You’re wearing it!  And I’m wearing my skirt!”  She turned to the car.  “Look Emily!  She’s wearing it!”
Thomasina ran out and over to the car.
“Emily,  Sorry.  I was just trying it on.  I need to change.  Five minutes, okay?”
She turned.  Caroline was closing the door. 
“Caroline!  No!  I don’t have
”  But it was too late.  The door slammed.  “
the keys
” she added, lamely.

Chapter 303.

The last time Tim had seen Nicola was that day he'd met Teri.  On that occasion she’d seemed very casual and friendly.  He remembered she was wearing a cute little black dress.  This time she seemed rather different.  She was sitting in a chair waiting for him.
“He’s all yours,” said Lucille, shortly, and left without another word, heading back towards the kitchen.  Nicola stood up.  The little dress had been replaced with faux leather leggings and a leather jacket.  A short bamboo cane lay on a desk near at hand.
“G-good afternoon, Miss N-Nicola
”
Nicola ignored the greeting.
“Stand up straight, please.  You’ve just had deportment instruction, and you dare to come here slouching?”
He jerked himself upright.
“Tell me what you’ve learned so far.”
“L-learned?”
Nicola gave a short, impatient snort.  “Learned!  Yes.  Do you not understand the word?”
“Oh, yes
  Er, I learned ‘ow to walk proper
”
Nicola glared and held up her hand.  “Enough!  “You learned ‘ow to walk proper”?  You seriously dare to come in here – to an elocution class – and speak to me like that?  Well?”
“I’m sorry, miss
”
“Oh, you will be, I can tell you now
”
She picked up the cane, and took a step towards him.  She raised a finger and used it to emphasize each sentence.
“Stand still!  Don’t you dare flinch.  Now listen to me, Tim, Mitzy, whoever you are - actually I don’t care who you are.  I’m here for only one reason.  To teach you a simple lesson.  To speak reasonable English, so you don’t disgrace yourself and your employers.  That means polite, well-modulated words, no roughness, no hesitation, no crass grammatical mistakes, and no dropped aitches!  Do you understand?”
“Yes miss.”
“And you’ll learn these lessons either with quiet attention and progress
  Or by having them thrashed into you!”
Tim trembled.  He bit his lip.  Tears formed in his eyes.
“Now.  I was listening to you when you were talking with Teri.  You must know what your most obvious faults are.  In case you don’t, I’ll tell you.  One, you drop your aitches.  Two, you substitute “f” for “th”.  Now I’m going to make a statement, and you repeat it.  Simple.  Okay?”
“Yes miss.”
“Have you thought how to handle a hedgehog without hurting your hands?”
“S-sorry, miss
?”
“Just repeat it, silly!  Have you thought how to handle a hedgehog without hurting your hands!”
“Oh
  ‘Ave
no
Have you f
I mean, thought, ‘ow
.”
“Stop.  Again.  And every time you make a mistake I’m going to give you a little tap with this, until you can say it properly.”
The “little taps” started gently, but grew in strength with Nicola’s impatience.  After a while, she moved on to Shakespeare, hoping the poetry would inspire him.
“No, Mitzy, not “O, ‘ow shall summer’s ‘oney bref  ‘old out
”  I want to hear – to hear (she emphasized the aitch) – all those lovely aitches
  But poor Tim got so confused he said “hout” instead of “out”, and got a smart smack on his thigh as a reward, making him whimper and shed tears.  But at the next try he was word perfect.  Nicola took this achievement as an endorsement of her methods, and employed them with greater frequency and vigour until, though the simple application of pain, not unsatisfactory results were, between sobs, eventually obtained. 

Tim’s first proper training day was at an end.  He remembered his promise to Ellie, and returned to Pitt’s Wood in his dress and without erasing his makeup.  She was so impressed that, after taking multiple photos, she gave him a big hug and several kisses.  Which almost made up for all the distress.