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Chapter 5: Evidence of Dedication

The straps dug into my wrists. My arms already ached, my shoulders burning. They were held high above my head, suspended from a hook in the ceiling. I teetered on my toes, my long stiletto heels barely scraping at the floor. It was close enough that it felt like I could stand, but every time I tried I couldn't quite.

I had been stripped of my uniform and was dressed in bright red lacy lingerie. A lace bralette with open cups exposed my nipples, ribbons and bows wrapping me like a gift. A high, tight girdle pulled in my waist and gave me an exaggerated hourglass figure. My torso emerged from ruffles at the top, and a high arch at the front exposed my panties.

If they could even be called that — open in the front and the back, my soft cock peaking out between wispy lace trim, my rear naked. There were two large bows over each of my hips that held the panties in place. All it would take is a single, curious tug and the strappy confection would fall off me.

As I rotated slowly in the straps suspending me, my gaze fell on Violet. She was strung up next to me in a matching outfit, the toes of her shoes skidding across the floor as she struggled to stand. Her gigantic cock hard and twitching gently with her heartbeat.

"It's a rare occasion for you, girls," Madame Belmont announced to the collection of sissy maids that lined the edges of the wood-paneled room. "Your time in chastity has been commuted."

An excited murmur ran around the room. Madame Belmont held up her hand and a hush fell over them.

"Violet and Anna have broken our most important rule. Both have had orgasms without my permission."

There were gasps and squeals. Hands covered mouths. Madame's face went stern and she tilted her head down, emphasizing the gravity of the situation.

"They will be punished for this heinous violation in two ways," she continued. "And you girls will be a part of it. After all, they broke the rule that keeps you all equal. And so you will be responsible for showing them that they're not better than you — not more special, no more deserving of a climax than you."

Her voice had risen and now was fiery and loud. "First, they will take on your remaining time in chastity. By my math, that's four years for each of them."

I shuddered as I hung, cock drooping in front of me. Four years in chastity. There was no doubt in my mind that those years would be filled with all the excesses of teasing and torment that Madame Belmont could summon.

"And second, you will all be unlocked for tonight."

Madame Belmont produced an ornate silver key from the inside of her blouse, lifting it into the air for everyone to see. Complex engravings caught the light. Every pair of eyes was trained on it. The room was filled with a buzzy energy now, as if everyone in it was holding their breath.

The key was handed to a girl in a tiny yellow uniform next to Madame Belmont. She gasped excitedly when the key fit in her cage's lock, and she pulled it slowly from the ring wrapped around her. Immediately, her cock grew, the tip poking sweetly out of her mass of petticoats.

"Show these two just how desperate you've been," Madame Belmont said, gesturing back towards me and Violet. "Tonight, you may cum as many times as you'd like. Their mouths are yours. Their bodies are yours. Use them as you see fit."

The eyes turned from surprise to hunger. I spun slowly in front of them, looking at each predatory expression in turn. Beneath each leering face stood a long, quivering cock. They were all pointed at us, promises of flesh and pleasure. Some girls were smiling broadly, others were breathing heavily, and some were simply staring in shock.

But all of them were ready to use us.

There was a snapping sound and suddenly the bonds holding my hands loosened. I collapsed to the floor, the leather straps trailing above me, still looped through the hook in the ceiling. I glanced at Violet and saw her lying on the floor next to me. My arms burned, but I was free.

Not that we had anywhere to run. Already, the maids in the room were closing in on us, forming a tight ring of lace and silk and heels and quivering, pre-cum dribbling cocks. I looked up at them and saw faces set in hard looks of arousal and aggression. There was no question what was on their minds. Violet and I may have been the same as them when we were locked, but not tonight.

Tonight, we were simply toys.

"Enjoy, girls," Madame Belmont said softly. "You have until sunrise."

She strode towards the door and draped herself against the doorframe.

"Make it count."