CYNTHIA AND THE 'DARK-VIOLET' CATSUIT (1)

IMPORTANT NOTE: Everything that appears here, in this story, only exists in my mind, anything that resembles reality is coincidence or fortuitous. . .

( hopefully there will be many of these 💓, or not, who knows 😭 )

CYNTHIA AND THE 'DARK-VIOLET' CATSUIT

Part 1

Cynthia, a 49 year old divorced mother, had just returned from shopping at the grocery store in town. She looked quizzically at the packages stacked outside her front door. She knew that her teen daughter, Amaya, had placed an order for a Halloween costume, but there also was a package addressed to her. She was sure she had not ordered anything for herself and neither had Amaya, also there was no company name or return address on it. As she entered the house, with the cardboard boxes, she set the one for her daughter aside and opened the one with her name on it with concern.

She was a typical upperclass divorcee who lived very well without working. Of great arrogance, camouflaged under good deeds and pretty words, seasoned with sweet lies. Narcissistic, selfish and self-centered with the body of a Milf. She was not afraid of any man, except her ex... and she was worried that the package might come from her ex-husband's lawyer. Because the court hearing could have granted the appeal of her ex-husband. And she was only afraid, because with that appeal she could lose the large monthly sum she received from her ex, which allowed her to live without having to look for a job.

With some fear, but without a trembling pulse, she opened the box and to her surprise, inside the box, there were five things. Six, if we count the short note that said 'You deserve it Queen Bitch'. That nickname took her back to her high school and college days, where she was the classic popular girl, a rich daddy's daughter, captain of the cheerleaders, a bully and prone to cruel abuse of the weak. Because of that, her father had disinherited her, bequesting her share to Amaya when she turned 21.

With an indifferent face she put the note away, after a quick flick of her wrist, in case there was something else written on the back. Curious she first took out a purple wig, with a Cleopatra type cut, like the one she used to wear, at that time. Then she pulled out a purple hood, which had no opening for eyes, nose, mouth or ears. The fabric was shiny, it felt like leather, but it was stretchy, it didn't feel synthetic, but soft and comfortable.

"Who could have sent me this?" Cynthia wondered, biting her lip.

That hood reminded her of a bondage accessory. Something she had always wanted to try as a submissive, but had not been able to find a man or woman, who was more dominant than she was.

With her pulse picking up, she reached into the box and pulled out a full body suit, such as Lascivia now sold, tiny, apparently to be worn by a large doll, instead of being worn by an adult. The costume was distantly familiar. The part from the feet to the shoulders was black and the arms and neck were purple. To her delight, it had special accessories concealed at the crotch. Cynthia noticed them, as she explored the suit, anxious to confirm that the suit was one that could be used for sex. But to put it on, there was only one way, entering it through the seemingly too narrow, tiny opening in the turtleneck.

Although that suit had everything for Cynthia to be tempted to try it on, she hesitated.

"OH MY GODS!" she said to herself, opening wide her eyes as she remembered the design of the costume. "Black and Purple... it's like my old Super Villain Costume..."

Now, Cynthia's pulse became a little shaky. Her pupils dilated as she saw, that she was holding the costume of the character by whom she had been inspired to play mean practical jokes in high school. It had been her favorite series, giving her many bad ideas. With her heart beating faster and faster she began to feel that there was not enough air in the room and that it was starting to get hot in her living room. A heat she hadn't enjoyed in a long time.

Curious she looked inside the box, to see what pieces were left inside. She recognized a pair of purple over-knee boots, with a platform sole and super thin high heels. She also recognized the Villain's golden belt, apparently the costume was complete. More than complete, since 'DARK-VIOLET' had never worn the hood... except in the last chapter.

She was barely able to remember all the details, but in that final chapter, 'DARK-VIOLET' had used that mask to increase her power and with that her cruelty, but she ended up being caught and presumably killed and that's why the series ended. Although the truth behind that was, the series had been cancelled for being a bad influence to young people.

She looked at the clock in the living room... there were still several hours left until her daughter came back from school... Although Cynthia never hid her way of being from her daughter, there were things, that better should remain a secret to her... and this one could wait at least until Halloween...


to be continued...