There seems to be a pervert somewhere
It was now the next day. A day before I must leave for the mission. Father has already left with Mother without bidding farewell to me. He must still be mad that I forced him to delay his schedule. I have no regret. I quite enjoyed playing with mother. Then, someone knocks on my door. I allow them to enter and head maid enters leaving the door open. I raise my eyebrow as it surprises me that head maid would choose to be alone with me after everything that happened.
“Sylvia, why are you not entering?”
“I do not feel comfortable with this, head maid.”
“This is not a choice. Milady has demanded this outfit for you.”
Hearing Sylvia arguing with head maid came as a surprise. The outfit must be embarrassing to wear. It makes me even more excited.
“Sylvia, enter.”
“Yes, mistress.”
It still takes her a few moments before she enters and I can understand why she would be hesitant to enter. It was weird. I know what I asked for but the texture of this clothing is really bizarre.
“Head maid, what is this?”
I walk around and check Sylvia’s body. The clothing perfectly shows here figure. It clings so closely that all of her curves are noticeable.
“This is a special type of fabric that was accidently created a long time ago. The ingredients are very hard to acquire so we are only able to use very few of it. But the tailor was very inspired by your design and forced us to use it. The master reluctantly agreed after being harassed.”
There is someone who can force father to do something?
“I apologize, milady but the master has expressly given orders to never let you meet this person. They are not a good influence.”
Someone who even father finds disgusting. Judging from what they have made, they must be quite a pervert. Hmm, I may agree that meeting with them would not be a good choice. I have a feeling that things would escalate out of control if I have them in my hands.
“What is this material called?”
“It is called latex, milady. The details are not shared but it is most like rubber.”
“Fascinating. Sylvia, do not move. I want to touch you.”
I start touching Sylvia around her body. I start from her arms and legs. I purposely evade the more sensual parts of her body.
“What benefits does it have?”
“None, milady.”
“None?”
“Yes. There have been experiments conducted on this material. It has been confirmed that it is very weak to magic. It is also impossible to enchant. It serves no defensive, offensive or support to whoever wears it.”
“I see. This is just for perverts.”
“Yes. Undeniably so. Most of those who use it only refer to it in a sexual sense. It does not offer any other benefit.”
“I do agree on that. Just seeing all of these being displayed gives me a pleasurable feeling.”
“AH!”
I poke Sylvia’s sides. I slide my finger from her hips up to her shoulders.
“Mistress, please.”
“Please what?”
I hug Sylvia from behind. This latex feels very nice to touch. I place my finger from the back of her hand and slide it up to her shoulder.
“Please stop. I do not understand what is happening.”
“No.”
I hug Sylvia from behind. The latex covers from her neck down to her feet. Only her head is clear of the latex.
“I do have a question, head maid.”
“What is it, milady?”
“With this type of clothing, I would think that a certain part of the body would also be shown. So, why do I not see any protrusions?”
“EEK!”
I grab both of Sylvia’s breasts and knead both.
“The per- I mean tailor was very adamant that she would wear something to protect her, milady.”
“Protect her?”
“Yes. Apparently, having the fabric touch sensitive parts of the body would be troublesome since it would constantly touch those parts. They made Sylvia put on what they call pasty on top of her chest so that it would be protected.”
“Interesting. Then, what about here?”
I let go of Sylvia’s chest and touch her thighs. I spread her thighs.
“I do not see the shape that should be there.”
“The per- I mean tailor, provided a special type of underwear. It is not visible through the latex but it prevents that from being seen.”
“This pervert is truly gifted.”
“They are to the point that the master tolerates them.”
I place my hands around Sylvia’s stomach and hug her tight. I place my head on her shoulder.
“Are you sure I cannot meet them?”
“I apologize milady. The master has strictly forbidden me.”
“I shall let you be for now.”
“Thank you, milady.”
“But we do have a problem. Where is the mask?”
“The mask is here, milady.”
She presents a normal ninja mask.
“This is not made of latex?”
“It is not milady. The per- I mean tailor, was very adamant that latex is not safe to around the eyes, nose, and mouth. It has no problem with skin contact but it is dangerous when exposed to the more vulnerable parts of the body.”
“This pervert has a weirdly strong belief in safety.”
“Yes. This is a direct quote. “How can one indulge in debauchery if one cannot take care of oneself and their partner!? Having a healthy partner is a sign of a longer time of debauchery!” This is not a joke.”
“This pervert is truly something. Are you sure I cannot meet them?”
“Please, milady.”
“Fine. As much as I like this outfit, it will be a bother outside. I do not like other people being able to see what I own without my permission. So, I want you to add a black blouse and a black skirt to cover the specific parts.”
“I understand, milady.”
“Mistress, does that mean?”
“Yes, Sylvia. The latex stays on.”
“I understand, mistress.”
A dejected Sylvia leaves with head maid.