When Jennifer woke up, she found herself in her room. Her arms were out at her sides, which immediately told her that she wasn't wearing the rubber bodysuit anymore.

The light was on in her room. She opened her eyes groggily and looked around.

Jennifer tried to prop herself up on her arms. It was at this moment that she realized that she was still wearing the rubber corset. The sleeping cuffs with the metal forks were locked to her wrists... and there was a chastity belt complete with intrusive vaginal plug. A moment of moving her hips around revealed that this one did not have a phallus for her rear orifice.

She rolled out of bed, and saw that there was a handwritten note on her nighttable. There was also a sealed box just inside of the doorway. Jennifer picked up the note and read it. Jennifer

I took the liberty of preparing you for bed after we finished our dinner. You did look lovely last night, in your rubber and heels.

I would like to take a moment to explain the controls for your 'alarm clock'. The readout flashes four numbers. The first number is the number of minutes of stimulation that will take place when you first tuck yourself in for the night. It is controlled by the first knob.

The second number is the number of times that you will be stimulated during the night. These will be evenly spaced between the time you went to bed and the wake up time (9:00 am). This is controlled by the second knob.

The third number is the number of minutes that you will be stimulated for each time during the night. This is, of course, controlled by the third knob.

The last number is the number of minutes that you will be stimulate for right before wakeup time. This is controlled by the fourth knob.

The device is made such that you have to have at least 75 minutes of stimulation during the night. You can set it for more, of course. The night that you so hurriedly put it on, it was set for 220 total minutes during the night. Of course, I might decide to increase that minimum time, if I am so inclined.

The box in your room contains your outfit for tomorrow. You can, if you like, get ready tonight, but that is optional.

I look forward to tomorrow. Sleep tight. Richard.

Hmmm... thought Jennifer. I bet it would really turn him on if he knew that I wore one of his kinky outfits to bed! With that thought in mind, she moved the box to her bed and started to pull out the contents.

On top, there was a pair of shoes. These were made of shiny black patent, with the same locking closures that were on her other pairs of shoes. These looked to be even taller yet. Jennifer retrieved her ruler from the dresser and measured it. "Six and a quarter," she said. "When are these things gonna stop going up?"

Next, there was a black rubber garter belt. She put that aside and fished out the next items.

Black rubber stockings. These looked like they would go all the way up to her crotch. Black rubber gloves were next, ones that would go all the way up to her armpits.

And the last item was a maid's outfit. This one was not made of vinyl. Instead, this was made of shiny black rubber. The skirt was flared out even wider than her last maid's outfit, and was even more revealing of her crotch. This one also had long sleeves and went up to the neck, just like the other one. There was no revealing cutout to show bare cleavage. But with the skin tight properties of the rubber, did it matter?

"Another maid's outfit?" she said aloud. Then something churned within her memories. "Isn't... isn't this what he remembered his *mother* wearing?"

Except for the chastity belt... Jennifer had very strange feelings about the outfit laid out on the bed.

If she wanted to turn him on, was there any better way than to enter his deepest fantasies? a part of her thought.

Jennifer made up her mind. She put on the garter belt, then slowly rolled the rubber stockings up her legs. When she was done, she fastened them to the garters.

The extreme stiletto heels were difficult to manage with her corsetted waist, but she managed to lock them on. The gloves took a while to properly wriggle into.

Last, there was the maid's outfit itself. It was not too hard to zip up herself. There was a small ring at the top like with the other outfits. For completeness sake, she locked it into place with one of the padlocks in the room.

I want to make sure that he knows that I'm dressed like this, she thought. I should find him and say goodnight.

It took her intense concentration to walk steadily in the heels. She was able to manage, as long as she kept it slow and stayed near a wall. The wriggling in her crotch was bearable... so far.

Jennifer first went to his den. Richard was nowhere to be seen.

She was not in the mood to wander the whole house to find him, especially in her shoes. So she went directly to his bedroom. I'll just wait for him here, she thought.

Idly, she turned the doorknob, expecting it to be locked, as it ususally was. But to her surprise, it opened at her touch.

The light was on, and she heard faint rustling sounds. Gingerly, she poked her head through the opening and looked at side. She used latex gloved hand on the doorknob as additional support for her unsteady balance.

She saw that Richard had already gone to bed. But this time he was wearing something more extreme than she remembered.

Richard's hands were cuffed above him, connected to the chain as before. His ankles were strapped together, and he wore a chastity belt with a wire going up from it to the box that joined his wrists. But this time he also wore a leather hood. There was no opening for his eyes in the hood. There were two holes for his nose, and a very small hole where his mouth should have been. At the moment, there were no vibrations coming from his belt.

He can't see me... thought Jennifer. That means I can't show off my outfit to him! Damn! But... I could poke around and he'd never know!

With a new purpose, Jennifer walked into his room, still unsteady in her heels. She stopped near his bed and looked down at him.

A muscular, hairy chest heaved and hissing noises came through the holes in his hood. Strong legs idly twitched against their bindings. Just watching him makes me wet! Jennifer thought. The vaginal plug in her chastity belt was now starting to get to her.

She tore her eyes away from him and slowly walked around the bed. With care, she made her way towards one of his closet doors.

This one had only mundane clothing, like business suits, shirts, pants, and the like. Jennifer slowly closed the door and made her way to the other one.

The light was off in this closet as well. Jennifer found a lightswitch and turned it on. God! Jennifer thought to herself. What a collection.

This was a huge walk-in closet some twenty feet deep and ten feet wide. There was a row of dressers down the middle of the closet that almost split the room in two.

All along the outside walls, there were kinky outfits on hangers. Most of them were made of rubber, with some vinyl and some leather as well.

Jennifer walked over to the nearest one and pulled it from the wall. This was a pair of blue rubber pants with a matching shirt. She put it back into place and looked at the next one. This one was a black leather straight jacket.

A bit overwhelmed, she turned her gaze to the other side. She grabbed the nearest thing that she could. This was a red rubber hobble dress, just like the one she had worn herself. But... this one was too big for her. It would actually fit Richard quite well, now that she thought of it.

This surprised her. She put it down and examined the clothes on this side of the closet. As she examined them more closely, she saw that it was all kinky female clothing that seemed to be sized to fit Richard. The opposite side seemed to consist of male style clothing made of kinky materials.

Jennifer next made her way over to one of the dressers in the room. Arbitrarily, she picked the top drawer and opened it up.

She found several pairs of shoes here. They varied from what she guessed was five inches to almost seven inches in height. Most of them had similar locking closures to the ones that she wore now. They were also sized to fit Richard.

Jennifer went to the next drawer down. Here she found several corsets. Some were satin, some were rubber, and one was leather. These, too, would have fit Richard just fine.

Jennifer closed that drawer and leaned against the dresser. He dresses up like a woman? she thought.

No, that is not exactly true, she thought to herself. He dresses up like a *kinky* woman. He doesn't seem to have any normal female clothing.

Why would he have all of this stuff? she wondered. He must dress up in it.

The fact that Richard had probably experienced all of what she was experiencing made her feel better, actually. He must *like* dressing up like that, or he wouldn't have that much of it, she thought. Half of his kinky closet is like that.

With that running through her mind, she exited his closet and closed the door behind her. Just as she was walking by his bed, his chastity belt started to vibrate.

I wish it was me on top of you now, Jennifer thought as he slowly started to move his hips in response to the stimulation. Fearing that she would be discovered, she made her way to the door and closed it behind her.

Within minutes, she was sitting on her bed. "How should I set this thing?" she wondered, idly toying with the knobs of her alarm clock.

She finally decided to reduce it from its previous settings, but not to minimum. "Twenty minutes initially, twenty minutes at the end, and four in the middle fifteen minutes each," she settled on.

Jennifer turned off the lights, then positioned herself on the bed. She plugged the cord into her belt, then plugged her cuffs into the metal box one at a time.

Her chastity belt came to life the instant that the second cuff was plugged in. "Oh god!" she said aloud as the belt brought her higher and higher. She had been hot from watching Richard in his room. It wasn't taking much more right now.

Did I set it for too long? she wondered as an orgasm ripped through her less than ten minutes after she had locked herself in bed.