MIO<br/><br/>The next ten minutes got me very excited. Very excited indeed. Master Arnold sent me away to his bathroom cabinet where I collected and brought back his cutthroat razor, a wicked looking thing. It scared me since it could do so much damage but I'd been on the receiving end of the Master's skills with it so I knew how capable he was with it.<br/><br/>As I ran about the school, on errands like these, or at any time when not working that needed things in my hands, I held my hands behind my back, one hand gripping the other wrist. It was Mistress Miriam's orders that I always move that way, even if I wasn't bound at all, the posture reminded me that my body wasn't mine to touch or play with. Strict instructions all the time. I was never permitted to pleasure myself or let any of the servant staff pleasure me, only one of the three teachers could give such orders. Master Arnold had returned today so I was hopeful of release tonight and right now with a new girl just beginning her ordeal, as I once had I was extremely turned on, the soft crotch of my white silk panties was sopping wet already and my core and nipples throbbed. I'd dared to gently touch in the office just now but anything more... mmm...<em>rhythmic</em>was strictly forbidden. I'd been without an orgasm now for eight days and I was desperate, the situation unfolding before me only making the needful feelings more acute. No doubt Mistress Miriam would take her pleasure with Master Arnold tonight, she might take both the Masters to her bed, but I could hope that I'd be of use in the forthcoming torture session or that Master Arnold would allow me pleasure after I had served him. Sometimes in the evenings when he sat down to dine he liked me to crawl under the dining table and take him in my mouth, so I had at least that to look forward to.<br/><br/>There was Master Corey too, I loved serving him as well, he was deliciously cruel and abusive in his own way, I loved to suffer in his care as well. Perhaps if he was free, he'd want to take me?<br/><br/>I grinned happily as I ran back with the razor, my little chest bouncing, my saucy maid's skirt flipping up as I scampered down the spiral stairs. I do so love working here!<br/><br/>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/52/Mio_01_Uniform.jpg)<br/><br/>I gave Master Arnold his razor and then followed his instructions closely, working the ratchet handle in the wall recess until the new girl's arms were pulled up so high and so wide and her body was lifted off the ground all except for the tips pf her toes. I watched her scrabble for purchase, trying to rest as much of her weight on her toes and take the strain off her wrists. The floor chains drew taut too and her ankles were pulled so wide apart. Her body hung there taut as a wire, completely exposed, the gag forcing her mouth wide. She made such lovely moaning noises and gasps, I really wished it were me up there about to be abused and possibly raped. My girl place felt even hotter and wetter, she looked so good! I stood nearby in case I was needed, just happily and naughtily squishing my thighs together under my skirt, eagerly shifting weight from one foot to the other in my high heels enjoying the friction the movement caused to my liquid belly.