Diomita Maurer’s Blog

The following story was written by our slave Flo. Mistress Jenny and I did some revisions and formatting. After discussing it with slave Flo we agreed not to change the names of the acting persons but to keep them as they have some similarity to us in Second Life.
I will add some pictures, that do not fit with the story itself but fit with the theme.

Madame Jenny Maurer became pretty wealthy with the death of her husband. He was a very successful banker who knew every type of trick to earn money from even empty fields. He was somebody who didn’t care about the law as long as he was able to buy lawyers. He met his fate when an angry bugged customer shot him with more then 40 bullets from a machine gun.

    Most of his money had been spread all over the world, hidden by tax offices in Switzerland, Luxembourg, Singapore and The Cayman Islands. Mr. Maurer was so  clever that even his lawyers each knew only the account of one single country. Every lawyer had signed a contract so  that in the worst case, should he die then each Lawyer would get a huge payment if they supported his loved wife to receive an easy life without him. So after a period of six months Madame Maurer got the first 15 million € on her account, and she knew that from this day on she will get the same amount every six months.

It was one of Madame Maurer’s dreams, since she saw the collection of some fashion corsets on the show 2020 in Milano, to build up her own business. She could never understand why the Victorian Epoch, had showed such nice young women, well mannered ladies with tiny waists, has found his end in the past close 1900. Those wonderful figures attracted her so much that she decided there must be a comeback – and she would start her own business with the goal to be the world’s first and best institute for corsets in Victorian style.

First of all she started a short business plan. There must be a community around the whole world who would be interested or addicted to wearing or viewing ladies in corsets. She started a research of addresses of Internet users who searched about corsets. She had some more plans in mind with this form of dressing and also included words as „Victorian, stays, high heel, lacing“. Equipped with those nearly 100’000 addresses she made the next step. She searched for sewer as she planned to have all in same house, the manufacturing, the boutique and also a part that she called “Institute” where customers can be supported in her new world of Victorian 2025.

     With some advertising she also searched for volunteers and people with high medical skills to have even the part of health at your side. Marketing specialists where hired to create appropriate websites, create newsletters, and do research of customers from both sides, men who would like to have a wife wearing a corset and women who dreamed of a slim waist. It was that easy as the mankind this century lives to much in overflow and most women have become body shapes far from „normal BMI“. VCS – in short – Victorian Corset Society was the name of the new Company.

    All personal hired were put through a very specific assessment program and had to sign for loyalty and absolute confidence about all project issues of the company. In return  they got well paid and participated on companies profit annually.  That way a sewer would earn close 10.000 € / month and the volunteers up to 8.000 € / month. Money was really no matter – the only goal was to become the best world wide. The factory had been best equipped with latest computer aided cutting systems for different materials such as normal cotton fabric, silk, and even leather, latex, steel and carbon fibres. A small part was for the mechanic engineer who had to create parts for its use on corsets and add-ons.

Madame Maurer did not like to run much of daily work, more she preferred to be creative and find solutions with the manufacture procedures; while the person responsible for the final checks and use had been a former military officer who treated soldiers to become strong. Her name was Diomita or to be called most time officer Diomita. She was in her early fifties, well trained body and a voice that could cut steel if it was needed. On the other hand she had her own personality that was closely hidden and no one ever could catch her heart. By June 1st, 2021 everything was set to proceed and the first corsets purchased on the market had been cut in parts, modified and became ready to be shown by the volunteers.

     Florence Riddler was one of them, with a relatively good shaped figure but a waist about 35 inches. For her it was the first time to get laced in a corset to transform her waist. Together with 2 other volunteers they have received instructions about everything needing to dress in Victorian style. So they became aware about lacing bar, tightening with the „waister“ a machine that is computer controlled to pull laces in a specific defined force. All they had to do was to be prepared at any time to change and help to test the garments coming from manufacture.

Florence waited patiently just in her bloomers, covering her nude well sized 32D Cups boobs with her hands as officer Diomita came and handed the corset to the second volunteer, Cecilia, a tall girl in her early twenties and rather small breasts.

„You will now do all lacing on Florence so that we can test the „waister“ for its first time for real“.

The corset was made to slip  over the arms below the shoulder straps and covered the body just down to crotch. Cecilia was trying her best,  but officer Diomita did not have the patience, to her things were moving much too slow. She commanded in sharp voice to hurry and that made Cecilia become distracted. The bust part was close to the size for Florence but Madame decided to reduce the cups a bit as the boobs would pop upwards and mark a much sexier cleavage. While the laces had been attached to the waister Florence could not resist to slide her hands over the smooth fabric with a shy smile.

     The officer started the waister to watch the laces been pulled continuously. The corset started to embrace Florence and with easy setting, made to minimal pull, the waister stopped as the gap was about 3 inches. The officer checked the lacing and then silently pointed at the two rivets, Cecilia had forgot to pull the laces trough.
Shaking her head she whispered

 „I will not accept this tardiness – I will show you how to work faster and never …. never ever you forget this lesson – comprende?“

Her low voice was the worst for the volunteers – that was stated in a early lesson by Madame Jenny Maurer when she introduced the officer. Cecilia quickly released the laces from waister, and corrected her mistake, reattached and said “ready Officer – you might go on”. Another cold view was her answer and she pushed the enter button again to restart but now with setting to medium pull power.