Enter Mistress Valerie

Feeling very turned on by Missy the schoolgirl's suggestion, you ask her, "Exactly how long will it be before I . . . wind down?"

Missy grins at you mischievously. "In about one hour," she replies in a breathy, feminine tone. "Why don't you come over here and enjoy Princess with me until then?" She proceeds to give the frozen cowgirl a very passionate kiss on the lips. Princess remains lifelessly still.

As you move toward Princess, the door opens again. A gorgeous woman with facial structure, hair, and a body that all remind of you Denise Richards enters the room. Her long, brown hair is tied in pigtails by pink ribbons. She has on a red-and-white checkered dress with an ultra short skirt, a white petticoat underneath, and red heels. The bodice leaves only a little to the imagination, exposing much of her shapely breasts but covering her tits. Her legs look absolutely incredible; very sexy, soft, and smooth.

"Hello, dollies," the woman says.

"Mistress Valerie," Danielle and Missy say simultaneously. Both wind-ups dolls curtsey respectfully.

Valerie turns and looks at you. Without taking her gaze off you, she asks, "Where did this toy come from?"

"Uh," Missy starts to respond, then stops and looks at Danielle uncertainly. Danielle replies, "We haven't asked her yet. We just found her sitting on the bed wound down. But we wound her up. We thought you would be pleased to have a new doll to play with!"

"Indeed," Valerie agrees. "I am pleased." She pulls out a small device of some sort, points it at you, and presses a button. Automatically, your body starts to move toward her. After stopping in front of her, she asks, "What is your name?"

"I'm . . . Maria," you respond hesitantly. "I . . . don't know how I got here, but . . . I think I might love it here." You glance at the three wind-up dolls and smile. Danielle and Missy smile back. Princess remains in her nonresponsive, seemingly unaware frozen state.

"I see, Maria," Valerie says. "Still, it's odd that you just . . . appeared here this way. I'm going to need to examine your body for some sort of identifying mark that might tell me where you came from. I may have to take your maid dress off." She smiles and adds, "It's very pretty. I may borrow it from you sometime."

A tingle of excitement runs through you. "Thank you, Mistress Valerie," you say with a respectful curtsey.

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