As Richard had guessed, by the next day, Jennifer felt the familiar sensations of her menstraual flow.

Today, Richard had dressed her in the nineteen inch black satin corset, rubber gloves, rubber stockings, six inch locking heels, and her locking long sleeved rubber maid's outfit with the very flared skirt. She wore a chastity belt as well. This one had a rear butt plug, but there was no front dildo. Richard had allowed her to put a tampon there instead.

Richard left her alone most of the day, saying that he had preparations to make for the wedding. Before he left, he gave her a long list of things to do around her house.

Jennifer surprised herself by finishing the list well before suppertime. She found that walking in the six inch heels was almost automatic now. It took an effort to remember what it was like to walk *without* heels.

When Richard returned, he found her sitting on the couch, watching television. "Is everything done?" he asked her as he put his briefcase down.

"I think so," she replied. Richard sat down next to her. "Did you get everything done that you wanted to?"

Richard nodded. With a complete lack of subtlety, he reached down and unzipped his pants. "Do you remember your lessons?" he asked.

Jennifer was surprised for only a moment. She slid to the floor and kneeled down in front of him.

Wednesday brought more of the same. Except that, this time, she was wearing handcuffs with only a few inches of separation, and ankle fetters with twelve inches of chain between them.

Jennifer barely finished Richard's list of chores before he returned. He seemed surprised to find out that she had finished all of her work. Like tuesday, the evening passed by with her knelt down in front of him.

Thursday's outfit was a repeat of Wednesday's. Hoiwever, this time the chain between her ankles was only six inches long.

This time, Jennifer did not manage to get all of her chores done.

"You need to be punished," Richard said simply.

"This is not fair!" she said to him.

"I never promised to be fair," said Richard.

She had no reply to this. Jennifer fumed slightly as she took mincing steps to follow Richard to his bedroom.

She spent the next few hours in her outfit, blindfolded and gagged, with her hands held up above her by a chain connected to the ceiling. She was never sure when Richard was in the room or not. Finally, he let her arms down and took off the blindfold and the gag. Next, he unlocked her handcuffs and fetters.

"It's bedtime," he said, as he unlocked the chastity belt.

After three days of enforced abstinence, Jennifer was not at all patient. As soon as she was free, she grabbed ahold of his pants, unzipped them, and pulled them to the floor.