Jen looked down at herself and saw that she was dressed in a black French maid style outfit. Her frilly skirt ending above her thighs, and legs clad in white leggings stained with grass. However her short skirt didn’t draw her main focus, instead that was her wrist, which had bulky metal bands rapped around them. They were made of smooth metal with no way to remove them or any seams. The only detail aside from the scratches was a small pink glowing magic circle. She also felt something rapped around her neck. Touching it she felt a metal collar, feeling around she again couldn’t find any latch or lock, but on the front she felt a warm spot where presumably was another pink magic circle.
“Jen? Jen?” She heard a familiar voice calling her name and saw a woman her age creating the hill she was on.
She was dressed identically to herself, with her own maid dress, collar, and shackles. The girl looked almost exactly like her friend Stacy, except with red hair instead of blond, freckles on her face, a set of pointed ears, and her breasts being one cup size bigger.
“What are you doing outside the manor? Shouldn’t you be cleaning the mistresses bedroom?” She asked.
‘Oh ummm, I was just uhhh out for a wal—‘ before Jen could finish speaking her lie her shackles and collar glowed pink.
Jen suddenly felt electricity coursing through her body that sent her on the ground writhing. The electricity wasn’t painful though, quite the opposite as every nerve in her body was alight with pleasure. She was powerless as she twitched on the ground writhing in ecstasy, till finally she orgasmed and drenched her panties in her climax. Jen lay on her back panting in a puddle of her own making basking in the afterglow and wondering what just happened to her?
The girl who looked like Stacy just shook her head.
“Jen you know the mistress doesn’t let us lie, so I don’t know why you even tried to.”
She then leaned down and lifted Jen up over her shoulder showing her surprising strength for her size.
“Let’s get you cleaned up before the head maid finds you and scolds you for your filthy appearance.” She said.
‘Thankshhhh….’ Jen slurred out still twitching from the magically induced orgasm and leaving a trail behind them…