Maid for Life
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				Title: <strong>Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>11-09-2010, 16:10:07</strong>
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				Sitting back in the large high backed leather chair in his home office he was pleased that the day had finally come. Last night he had felt as though it was Christmas time and he was a child and he could not wait for the morning to come. Checking his watch he smiled as the seconds counted down to nine. <br><br>Kyp Serota was what some people referred to as a genius. He was only twenty five now, but had had made his fortune almost a year ago. Designing software was not what he thought he would be doing in life as he was growing up. Not having very much money his only access to computers had been in libraries and school until he got his first job bussing tables and saved his money. Once that old tower was his it changed his life forever and he fell in love. University scholarships followed and by the time he graduated he had revamped the entire university software. Working for a small company as a designer he made several small projects on the side at home it was those that ended up changing the home computer industry forever. The offers that came pouring in boggled his mind and soon he realized that not only was he now set for life he had entered into an elite club of people who lived life the way most only dreamed. <br><br>Going back to his hometown then he had been pleased. Everyone in the place had mocked him and his family. His father had been a septic tank pumper and his mom drove a school bus. Poor was a simple way to put how he grew up and the fancy resort town people had let him know it. In particular one girl had decided to make his life miserable ever since he had first passed her a note saying he liked her in fifth grade. Mocked throughout his years there at the town he triumphed in his return. Buying the most expensive property high on the hill overlooking the lake he then built a huge mansion. Waiting until it was totally finished he then came and hired decoraters to fill it with the finest furnishings money could buy. Finally a week ago he had moved in. <br><br>A day later he had brought in several agencies to interview for household staff. The mood was boring and he barely had kept his eyes open through most of it until he came across her picture. She worked as a maid now and smiling he had paid extra to have her brought to him. Hiring a cook that would work only in the kitchen area and a few others for projects he then smiled. Preparations were needed and he had many more items to buy. <br><br>The day had finally come though and he was ready. Vengeance was going to be sweet as he thought about all the pain and humiliation he had to endure he was already awash with ideas to keep her humiliated. Standing up from his chair he moved to the large window and looked out over the town below him. He would make her pay for each and every insult. Standing around six feet tall and always skinny due to being poor as a child he was not physically intimidating and as he was beaten as a kid he knew that. This time though things would be different, she was going to be his no matter what. He had seen to it she would have no choice at all. Standing with his back to the door he waited until he heard the knock and then with an evil grin he had spoken <br><br>"Enter" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jessica</strong> on <strong>11-09-2010, 16:47:16</strong>
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				The irony of her situation was not lost on Nina. She opened the door to Kyp's office, not looking forward to what she was now forced to do.<br><br>*****<br><br>Nina had been born into money, the daughter of a Western woman and Oriental father. She'd grown up with all the things a child could want- a loving set of parents and a stream of material gifts. Her father was a successful businessman, having made his money in computer software, and spoilt his only daughter in ever way he could. She'd received a good education, and on leaving school she planned to find a nice wealthy husband and marry. Life would be easy.<br><br>But things didn't turn out the way she'd planned. The software business had changed rapidly, and her father hadn't been able to keep up with the changes the industry had made. Eventually, he was forced to declare his bankruptcy, and on that same day had sealed up his car and killed himself by way of carbon monoxide poisoning. Nina had obviously been distraught by her father's death, but her mother took it worse. She had tried to go on without her true love being there anymore, but one night she had simply closed her eyes in bed, and never woke up again. She'd died of a broken heart. <br><br>Left with the debt of her parents, and no way to pay Nina had been forced to sell their family home, but the money she'd gotten from it didn't cover half of what was owed. It was more than a simple matter of money. In this day and age, debt collectors had taken on a whole new lease of life. As the global recession grew, and more people ended up in debt creditors had pushed for changes to the law that had eventually gotten through, no doubt with 'cash incentives'. Creditors were legally allowed, if the debt was large enough, to organ harvest. With organ donors dwindling, it seemed the ideal solution- just not for the debtors.<br><br>With only weeks left to pay up Nina had, in desperation, gone to a service agency, looking for any work they had available for servant girls, maids and factory workers. It wouldn't pay off her debt, but laws gave household owners the right to protect their staff if they were prepared to pay off their debts in small installments. Her last hope was that she could find a job that would offer her protection for the collection agencies. A week passed. Two. Finally, with a week left to go, with Nina starting to consider running away a phone call came through. A man name Kyp Serota had expressed an interest in her. Her stomach sank. Serota. <br><br>Serota had been a nerdy kid in her class, who'd slipped her a note one day saying 'he liked her'. Him, a poor kid whose dad worked with filth and a mother who actually dirtied her hands by working as well? No chance. From that day forth she'd mocked and teased him until the very day they left school.<br><br><em><strong>"You'll al-ways be a fai-lure, you'll al-ways be a fai-lure"</strong></em> had been her favourite, always in a sing-song voice. Now it looked like he wasn't such a failure after all. The thought of serving him as a maid, one of the lowest castes in society, was a humiliating thought. She'd delayed her decision until three days were left to go, before she finally had no option to accept. She knew he was going to love this, but what else could she do?<br><br>*****<br><br>She opened the door to Kyp's office, bowing her head as she entered. She was in a basic white blouse and dress, very formal and respectful, a far cry from her usual attire. <br><br>"Mr. Serota" she said, head bowed down in the respectful greeting. Her cheeks burned red as she looked down to the floor, ashamed to be where she now stood.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>11-09-2010, 17:17:33</strong>
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				Staring out the window he looked at the reflection of her and his eyes were drawn to her. Obviously she had kept herself up in appearance and he could still see the little girl form all those years ago hidden in her face. Keeping his back to her he made her wait for nearly a minute before he turned. He was dressed in a blue button up shirt and gray slacks walking towards her he said nothing keeping his hands folded behind his back. Moving to stand just a foot in front of her he smiled slightly as he stared at her "Nina" he said simply. <br><br>Then taking his time he started to walk around her like he was a lion circling his prey. Now he took his time looking her body over slowly. He made certain it was to his liking and he smiled his eyes narrowing behind her. Clearing his throat he then turned and walked to stand in front of her again. Looking into her eyes he wondered just how much she knew about her situation. His smile was gone as he stared at her. he could hear the ringing in his head of her mocking tone from so many years ago and he turned on his heel and walked back to the desk. <br><br>"I have acquired your services and through a contract I now hold the exclusive rights to your services as a maid. Should there be any problems I will fire you and it has been made clear to the agency I will no longer use their services if you leave. They are quite content with you being here" Sitting down then he slid himself up to the desk. "I assume Nina that you have had the brains to realize just how deep of a hole you are in. It will not be shocking to me if you do not, but needless to say more then your employment rests in my hands" <br><br>Looking up then he looked her over and then he spoke again. "The package by the door there contains your uniform. We will start the tour and go over your duties when you are properly attired" Inside the brown paper was the first of many uniforms (http://www.fancydressshack.co.uk/admin/ProductImages/fever-french-maid-costume-5-piece-ladies-1-large.jpg) he had ordered after getting her sizes from the agency. Stopping speaking he waited then folding his hands on the desk for her to get changed. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jessica</strong> on <strong>11-09-2010, 17:47:22</strong>
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				Nina stood awkwardly, head still bowed, her feet shuffling under her. She wished he'd hurry up and get the initial insults and snarky comments out of the way. She heard footsteps approach, but without having spoken to her her head remained bowed, feeling him draw closer to her, her stomach turning over when he stood less than a foot from her, speaking her name, her head rising up, now wishing it was back down and looking at the floor- her cheeks were very red now.<br><br><em>"Say something else dammit..."</em> she found herself thinking as he circled her, taking his time. She tried to keep still, but it was difficult not to fidget. the shame of what she was doing filled her up like poison. Here she was... a once rich, successful young girl nothing more than a lousy maid, penniless and with organs that were looking to be taken, looking to the nerdy useless kid for help. Only now he wasn't so nerdy or useless now. Now this 'kid' was her only remaining lifeline- quite literally. If he took her in, he would have saved her life. If he refused her, she'd be dead within three days. The realisation of how delicately her fate hung in the balance sent a shiver down her spine. She watched as he circled back to her front, her soft brown eyes gazing up hopelessly into his. <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I have acquired your services and through a contract I now hold the exclusive rights to your services as a maid. Should there be any problems I will fire you and it has been made clear to the agency I will no longer use their services if you leave. They are quite content with you being here. I assume Nina that you have had the brains to realize just how deep of a hole you are in. It will not be shocking to me if you do not, but needless to say more then your employment rests in my hands"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>She nodded quickly, a wave of relief washing over her- she was safe, for the moment.<br><strong><br>"Yes Sir, I understand Sir,"</strong> she said quickly, looking up at him. Sir. The word hurt to say, especially to him, but she'd have to get used to degrading herself and using it. Her eyes flicked over to the package he pointed to, a plain brown paper parcel. She walked over slowly to it, unfolding it and looking down in horror. It was a horrible, 'sexy' French maid outfit, designed to reveal and not cover. And she had to change in front of him? She closed her eyes, fighting back a few tears as she started to strip down to her white lace underwear, trying to change as quickly as she could without falling over.<br><br>Eventually she had slipped into the 'uniform', feeling shame like never before as she stepped back to face him. When she had signed up, she had expected to wear uniform, but this... this was not uniform. She began to regret every mocking that kid in 5th grade, and now she knew he was going to get his revenge on her when she was at her most helpless and vulnerable.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>11-09-2010, 17:57:07</strong>
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				When her back was to him he smiled across his folded hands watching her carefully. As she clothed herself he stood up and eventually he walked to where she was standing. Taking his time again he inspected her carefully. The shoes included were hardly for a real maid and he cleared his throat. "I do believe Nina that you had more brains back in the day then you do now" he told her flatly. "I told you that your uniform was in the paper and yet I still see you wearing things that you brought here with you. When I tell you that is what you wear then that is all you will wear" <br><br>Stepping back form her then he also looked over at her clothing she had worn in and he pointed to a trashcan by the door. "You can throw everything you brought with you in that can. While in my employ you will wear only what I give you. Nothing else" Standing by the door he waited and then looked at his watch. "Please do not put me off schedule waiting for you Nina. I would hate to have to place a call to the service on your first day" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jessica</strong> on <strong>11-09-2010, 19:09:06</strong>
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				Nina shuffled uneasily on her feet, feeling horribly exposed and vulnerable in her new attire. And the inspection... why did he have to come so close, watching her, examining her like she was little more than some hunk of meat at the abattoir? She shuddered, forcefully reminded of a newspaper article she'd read a while back, on how they dealt with debtors who couldn't pay. They were sent to hospitals, but they were more like slaughterhouses. A powerful wave of nausea washed over her. The thought alone was enough to make her stay. A lifetime of servitude at her former victim's hands was better than a short painful death. Or so she hoped.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I told you that your uniform was in the paper and yet I still see you wearing things that you brought here with you. When I tell you that is what you wear then that is all you will wear" </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Nina blushed again- great. He wanted her damn underwear off as well.<br><br><strong>"Yes Sir, sorry Sir..."</strong> she said, grovelling. She could hardly believe how far she'd debased herself as she turned and stripped off again, completely this time, changing completely into the uniform he'd offered, dumping her clothes into the bin he'd pointed at. It was more than just dumping her clothes. As she closed the bin lid, she felt very much like she'd thrown a portion of her self, her soul, out with them. She wasn't Nina anymore, at least not completely. With a heavy heart she turned back to Kyp, hands behind her back.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Please do not put me off schedule waiting for you Nina. I would hate to have to place a call to the service on your first day" </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Her heartbeat skipped up a few beats. She was already failing, and couldn't afford to piss him off. She couldn't keep all her panic out of her voice.<br><br><strong>"Sorry Sir..."</strong> she mumbled, blushing deeply, trying and failing to look him in the eyes, her eyes falling to gaze upon the bridge of his nose.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>11-09-2010, 19:30:44</strong>
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				Satisfied she was finally clothed the way he wanted her he opened the door to the office "Attend me" he ordered her as he strode out. He started with the downstairs of the lush home. He showed her the kitchen and large library off his office. Showing her the media and sitting rooms he took his time labeling each room with a specific name. When it came time to go up the lavish curved grand staircase he stood at the bottom and gestured. "After you" <br><br>Walking up behind her he stayed down far enough he could see up the little skirt as she walked. He left the smile off his face as she climbed, but his eyes were very clear how lecherous he was feeling. Reaching the top of the stairs he then started to guide her around the upper floors. Most of the rooms up here were guest rooms and he did not spend much time on them. Walking to the end of the hall he showed a very large set of double doors that were shut. Next to it in the hallway was a small door that was plain compared to the rest. Opening that door he guided her inside the small room. <br><br>Inside there was a cot looking like a prison bed with an itchy blanket curled up at the bottom. There was no closet and no furniture save for a nightstand with a small light and an alarm clock. "This is your room" he told her flatly. Walking to the far side there was another door. Opening that door he guided her to a small bathroom. It had a single person shower stall sink and toilet. There was another door on the far side of the room he moved towards. "This is your bathroom. It is the only one you will use. All other bathrooms are off limits to you for personal use" he told her as he stood and turned towards her "The shampoos and lotions in here and geared for my pleasure and the scents will not be changed. I employ you. You will smell how I decide you should" <br><br>Turning he opened the door on the fat side of the bathroom. Inside there was a huge closet. There must have been enough room for five people and the closet was packed with uniforms of every shape. There were shoes boots and even several different kinds of lingere and slutty style club clothing. "This is your attire" he told her flatly "Unless I have given you orders then you will come here and dress yourself. Failure to dress in a way I find appealing will result in you spending the day without attire, so choose carefully" Gesturing to a small set of drawers he added "Inside there you will find undergarments. mostly stocks, but you will find some panties. I will not abide those being worn unless I specifiably give you orders to do so" Walking back out of the closet he shut the door and then continued out of her room. <br><br>Reaching the large double doors he shoved them open entering his master suite. It was even more lush an opulent then the rest of the house. The bed was enormous and could easily sleep ten. The far side of the room was the bathroom filled with a large hand carved stone shower attached to to an indoor fountain. There was a large fireplace with a fire burning and it was there he walked and then stood. "I will be woken up by you with my breakfast ready at seven thirty each day. Should this change I will tell you" Leaning on the fireplace he turned to face her again slipping one hand into his right pocket <br><br>"Nina this concludes the tour of the house. You now know every room. If I tell you to clean a room or to meet me in a room and you fail I will be most upset and you will be punished. Failure to abide me in any way will mark punishment or termination. I will not tolerate any of these things" Pausing he let that sink in and then he began a new series of questions "Are you a virgin Nina? Tell me how sexually experienced you are. Have you ever taken a cock in your ass or been tied up? Also how skilled are you at sucking cock? I would imagine you have sucked quite a few in your life, but sometimes women who claim to be good are horrid so be honest" <br><br>Standing he waited for her to answer looking at her with his face flat and not blinking. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jessica</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 07:39:30</strong>
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				Nina traipsed after Kyp miserably. He'd saved her, that was for sure, but by God she knew he was going to rub her nose in it so hard there'd be nothing left by the time he was done. She suspected that the tour of his house, whilst appearing to be just a tour, was more of a display of how far he'd come in life, from a poor scrappy kid to this, a millionaire who owned a large an expensive house. It also served as a painful contrast to her equal but opposite change in fortune.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"After you"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Had she had the luxury of being able to glare at him Nina would have done so, possibly adding in "No, after you, I insist". His gesture towards the staircase and apparently gentlemanly offer was not offered out of politeness; in the clothing he'd made her wear her ass would be exposed to him if he look up a little way, only visible from a lower level. She starting making her way up the stairs, not looking back as she climbed up to the top floor of his home, eyes resolutely staring forwards as he cheeks flushed.<br><br>The upstairs was just as spacious and handsome as the downstairs, not helping cull Nina's feelings of envy- the were doors leading off everywhere, no doubt to large glittering bathrooms and luxury bedrooms. All the doors were made of what looked like a fine, rich oak, which was why the sudden appearance of what appeared to be a rough plywood door took her a little by suprise. The room behind it was apparently the one he wanted to show her most, guiding her to it and opening the door.<br><br>Nina's first unavoidable thought was that of a prison cell. Compared to the rest of the house is was spartan, and the small number of furniture pieces that filled it up wouldn't have looked out of place in a homeless shelter. Even before he spoke and confirmed her suspicions she knew this would be her room, her heart sinking even lower. The bathroom was utilitarian, designed for practicability, not comfort or beauty. As he spoke of her ban from using any other bathrooms or body cleaning products, she struggled to stop the tears from leaking out the corners of her eyes. He'd won, and he knew it- why did he have to keep rubbing it in?<br><br>She knew why, and she only had herself to blame. She was only half listening as he spoke about clothing- her mind was going back, way back, to when she was only ten. She was in 5th grade, a cute little girl whose mummy and daddy were very very rich. She'd opened her desk and found a small scruffy note with the words.<br><br><strong><em>"hey, your very pretty, i really like you. Can we be frends? Krp"</em></strong> written upon them, followed by a small, clumsy smiley face. Nina had laughed, scrunching up the paper- Kyp was a ten year old nerdy kid with a daddy who worked with the stuff that came from toilets and whose mummy drove a stinky old school bus. He hadn't even received any pre-school education. How did he ever think she would like someone like him? From that day she'd always made fun of him, calling him names, blanking him when he tried to talk with her, and made his life miserable. She hadn't cared at the time, and hadn't cared much for him when they left school. After all, he was never going to make it big. <br><br>She was drawn back to the present as Kyp snapped his fingers on the way out her 'room'. She followed him on, wishing she hadn't taunted him as she had. She'd made every schoolday hell for him for years, and she knew if he chose to repay her debts back in small monthly sums she'd be here for just as long. The thought of dressing up everyday, never having a choice over bathrooms or products, of sleeping on an uncomfortable mattress... she shivered as she walked into the opulent master suite.<br><br>She gasped. She couldn't stop herself. Even compared to her old home's master bedroom this room was magnificent. She was still gazing around, her mouth partially open, as he started to deliver more orders.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I will be woken up by you with my breakfast ready at seven thirty each day. Should this change I will tell you"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><strong>"Yes Sir... understood..."</strong> she said dimly, still entranced by the room. Eventually her gaze settled back on Kyp, now leaning by his fireplace, listening to him in silence, nodding every now and then. Failure to obey properly would lead to her getting kicked out, which pretty much translated into her getting taken away to surgery. The horrible realisation that disobeying pretty much meant death sent a powerful wave of nausea washing over her, his next questions not helping to ease the feeling.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Are you a virgin Nina? Tell me how sexually experienced you are. Have you ever taken a cock in your ass or been tied up? Also how skilled are you at sucking cock? I would imagine you have sucked quite a few in your life, but sometimes women who claim to be good are horrid so be honest" </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Nina turned a deeper scarlet than she'd ever managed before, her feet shuffling uncomfortably. These were not questions you just asked, but to ignore them, seconds after ascertaining disobeying an order meant death? She swallowed a painful lump in her throat.<br><br><strong>"I'm not a virgin, Sir,"</strong> she said in barely more than a whisper. She'd lost it when she was seventeen, a secret midnight romp in her lover's car. Their relationship had lasted nearly a year, and though she'd never mention it, she still got off some nights simply thinking of their time together.<br><br><strong>"I... I think I'm experienced, Sir..."</strong> she continued, realising she'd have to spill some more details. <strong>"I had one lover... years back. My parents didn't want me going around too much... And yes... yes I have done anal and oral, but not tying up." </strong>Her last sentence came out very quickly and quietly, wanting to get the humiliating words out before she became to ashamed to speak- already she was struggling to get her words out without breaking down in tears. Nina looked to the floor, hiding her face- her world had begun to collapse from the moment her father died, and now here was Kyp, tugging away the last scraps of respectability and freedom she desperately clung to.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 14:43:55</strong>
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				Listening to her he waited calmly for her to finish and then stepped away from the fireplace. Now he was smiling. Now the game that he had been planning for so long could begin. <br><br>Folding his arms behind his back he stepped closer to her. "Well I am certain that you can tell from the outfits I have chosen for you and the fact that you will be not wearing underwear that I will be testing those sexual skills of yours. I hope you will not allow that to be a problem" he warned softly as he stood beside her. He loved being so close and making her just stand there. "I am sure more then one man has told you how lovely you are to look at, but you will need more then just your looks to keep me happy" Smirking he then added "and you do want to keep me happy Nina" The last part was a pure statement and not a question at all. <br><br>Walking across the room away form her he then opened a large closet door. Inside instead of clothes hanging he had hundreds of different kinds of ropes and restraints. There was rope of all kinds and colors, leather bindings, metal shackles, and even rubber and latex. Gags of all shapes and sizes lined one side of the closet and there were several sexual toys all out on display. It had cost Kyp a pretty penny and to be certain he had everything he needed he had actually hired a new york Domme who had given him a few pointers and arranged his closet for him. <br><br>Gesturing to the items he cocked his head "And of course we will be using the contents of this closet at my discretion. Today since it is your first day I think we need to aquaint you with all aspects of your job" licking his lips he then smiled "So please why don't you come over here so that I can finish your attire and send you off to do some work" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jessica</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 15:12:17</strong>
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				She wanted to step back from him as he came closer to her- he radiated a sort of dangerous energy, something that she couldn't place. Stood before her was a scorned man, one who now had power. She feared him like she'd feared no-one else.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Well I am certain that you can tell from the outfits I have chosen for you and the fact that you will be not wearing underwear that I will be testing those sexual skills of yours. I hope you will not allow that to be a problem"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Nina shook slightly. So this is why he had wanted her. He hadn't been able to get into her pants when she was a teenager, so he was going to do it now, when she had no pants to hide within. She wanted to run away, beg the agency to find her anything else... at the present moment, work in a vile sweat shop seemed more appealing than another moment with this tiger ready to pounce. But she couldn't move, her muscles had locked up. She couldn't speak either, the lump in her throat silencing her as effectively as any gag.<br><br>Her eyes looked up from the floor as he walked away, her cheeks still a rosy red, watching him open a closet door. For a second or two she didn't know what she was seeing. Then it hit her. it was kink equipment. She'd seen bits and pieces on the internet, but never to this level. Her stomach clenched up, and the lukewarm meal she'd had at the agency before arriving wanted to leap out of her stomach. Surely she wouldn't-<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"And of course we will be using the contents of this closet at my discretion. Today since it is your first day I think we need to aquaint you with all aspects of your job. So please why don't you come over here so that I can finish your attire and send you off to do some work" </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>He did. Oh Gods, he did. Trembling rather badly she made her way over like an unsteady drunk, the fear and uncertainty playing quite evidently in her warm brown eyes. The worst part of all this was that she'd set all of this up herself. As she approached, her eyes took in more and more of what he'd purchased. Lengths of metal, what looked like rubber suits, even more gags... her breathing had grown unsteady- she dared not contemplate what he was going to stuff onto her- or for that matter, take away from her.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 15:40:09</strong>
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				Watching her walk over was sweeter then any decadent chocolate could ever be. He could see the fear in her face and eyes followed by the hesitation in her steps and he drank it all in slowly. When she finally managed to get close enough he had a devious smile on his face before turning back to the closet. "We will start simple and since you already pronounced that you had received anal I am sure this will not be a problem" he spoke as he picked out a small glass anal plug. Setting it on the shelf inside he then tapped his chin looking around. Picking a set of hobble chains that would allow her to only take small steps he set them on the shelf as well. Finally he ran his hands over the bindings and selected a wrist spreader. This piece of metal was custom made and quite interesting (http://www.bdsmtoybox.com/images/view.aspx?productId=9156). Finally he selected a black bit gag that had a harness that would hold it in place for hours around her head. <br><br>Setting all these things on a small table in the closet he then turned to her. The smile was gone and hard look was in his eyes. "Tell me something Nina" he said in a quiet voice "What do you think they give you to halt the pain when they harvest your organs? I am guessing since they know you are broke that they do not waste much money on numbing you. I know they keep you alive for as long as possible to make the organs fresh" Meeting her eyes he then whispered "Must be hell" <br><br>Pointing to a wooden chair with a velvet seat he then smiled again "Go bend over the back of that chair so I can get this plug in you. Then I will give you your bindings" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jessica</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 15:57:39</strong>
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				Nina watched him pull items out of the closet. She knew he was enjoying this just as much as she was fearing him. She saw him remove a class plug-like item, not certain what it was for, but she had a rather nasty suspicion it was going to be fed into her ass. Her cheeks clenched in anticipation, watching as he pulled out more and more equipment. How on Earth did he expect her to do anything with all that on? She'd be able to totter around, but beyond that...<br><br>She noticed the immediate change in his features and eyes as he turned again, and she took an involuntary step backwards from the man. Her breathing grew less and less steady with every word he mouthed, unavoidable tears welling up in her eyes. She shook badly, and her eyes widened in horror as she felt a gentle warm trickle run down her inner thighs and calves- the poor girl had literally wet herself in fear. She looked down, shaking her head.<br><br><strong>"I'm sorry Sir, I'm sorry!"</strong> she choked, trying to hold her bladder and stem the flow. <strong>"I didn't mean, I didn't... please..."</strong> her words trailed off again as the lump rose up in her throat, her legs held together at her waist, trying to hold the rest of her fluid in, fearing the worst from him. She'd blown it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 16:11:06</strong>
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				Watching her he narrowed his eyes and stared as he watched her shake and then wet herself. Looking at her harshly he went to open his mouth and then she started blubbering her apologies. Staring at her a moment longer he then started laughing. It was not a light gentle laugh, but a gut shaking doubled over loud mocking laugh. Having to reach out and lean on the frame of the closet for support he laughed some more and tried to recover. The glorious moment was just the start of what he hoped would be many more humiliating times for her in the future. <br><br>Straightening up slowly he wiped his eyes and then looked at her. "Disgusting" he mocked her. "If you think to get out of what I am going to do to you by wetting yourself you are sorely mistaken" Shaking his head though he made face. "But I will not touch your disgusting piss soaked body" Turning his head he looked at a large clock on the wall and tilted his head "You have five minutes. I am going to sit down in this chair. You will clean yourself up and then come back in here within that time. To make up for being disgusting little bitch who can not hold her piss in your going to show me how good those oral skills are" <br><br>Sitting in the chair he points at the clock. "Time is ticking Nina. Better move" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jessica</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 17:02:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His laughter only served to humiliate her further, her legs clutched tightly together to try and stem the flow. She just wanted the ground to swallow her up whole. She shifted her weight from foot to foot as he explained to her what he now required, and couldn't dash out of the room fast enough. She groaned in relief as she sat down on the loo, allowing her bladder to relax and free the stream of urine bursting to flow out, dry sobbing into her hands. If she knew her death would be painless, she may have just had the courage to accept it. But he was right. It'd be a hellish way to go out, and she didn't have the raw courage required to suffer several hours of excruciating pain in order to be granted the sweet release of death. She was a coward. <br><br>She came back within four minutes, her eyes red rimmed, cheeks red from where she'd wiped her tears away, her pussy and legs now dry once more. She avoided looking at the small puddle in the carpet she'd made, turning instead to face Kyp, unable once again to meet his eyes. She offered him a small polite nod, unable to speak for fear of setting herself off again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 17:16:11</strong>
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				Watching the clock while he was gone he could not erase the grin on his face. This was going even better then he hoped. She was literally terrified. He wondered if she would develop an ulcer like he had when he was younger due to her mockery and turning of everyone in the class against him. He heard her heels on the floor before he saw her. Erasing the smile he sat up in the chair and watched her move to stand in front of the chair he was seated in. <br><br>"Well" he said sitting up and straightening his shirt. "Now that we are done with that delay" he paused and then narrowed his gaze "which I am hoping for your sake is the last we have today, lets talk about how you are going to make that up to me. I do have to say that your first task now will be to clean up that spot you left on my carpet, but you have to be willing to make up for messing on my floor" <br><br>Easing back he looked at her. "So I give you a simple option reparation or punishment. Punishment will be pain and trust me it will hurt. Reparation will be you using that mouth and lips of yours to bring me off. I leave this choice to you. Either way when done the items go on you and you get to work." <br><br>Pausing a second he then raised his eyebrow "Well Nina? Which will it be?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jessica</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 17:55:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Nina took a breath, steadying herself again. It was an effort to keep straight faced and not break down in front of him, only promting further humiliation and probably dismissal. His nod towards her wet patch on the carpet didn't help steady her one bit, and his next 'offer' wasn't one she could easily answer.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"So I give you a simple option reparation or punishment. Punishment will be pain and trust me it will hurt. Reparation will be you using that mouth and lips of yours to bring me off. I leave this choice to you. Either way when done the items go on you and you get to work."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Whilst the idea of sucking him off, in what would be their first sexual contact, would not be pleasant, and would only serve to stroke his ego even more than it already had been, punishment... Punishment... he talked as if sucking him off wasn't punishment enough for her. To debase herself like that would be admitting she'd lost everything- not just her freedom, but her sexual freedom as well. She swallowed with difficulty, her voice little more than a pained whisper.<br><br><strong>"What.. what would the punishment be, Sir?"</strong> she asked him, not daring to meet his gaze.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 18:22:55</strong>
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				Tilting his head to the side he was surprised when she asked the question. He thought for certain she would take the easy way out, but perhaps she was not as experienced as he thought. He had pictured her sucking off countless men to try and get ahead in the world. She had always been a snot through school so he had thought that part of her being so popular was part of her using her body to do so. Apparently he was wrong and she preferred pain to a little humiliation<br><br>"I have several things that would" pausing he smiled "will be used on you eventually. I think today since you can not control yourself though we would start with the flogger. Ten minutes of it's sting all over your body would convince you to control your bladder in my presence" Gesturing to the closet it was clear he had several of the large leather strung and thick handled devices hanging there. He had never used one before but had watched the Domme in punish a slave with one and had a pretty good idea how to use it effectively. <br><br>"Your choice still of course, but please remember that the longer you take to make your decision the longer I am put off my schedule" Shaking his head then he added "and the more angry I become. This shows me I should have just acted on my own. You need to learn to not question and come to decisions without all this debate or I will simply make the choices for you from now on" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jessica</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 18:54:24</strong>
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				She shook nervously, hoping her question was not out of line. It really did feel like she was treading eggshells all about him, the slightest misstep and the next thing she knew she'd be screaming on an operating table. She shuddered, wishing she'd stop thinking of such things.<br><br>It wasn't that she was unused to oral- her boyfriend, Juan, several years back now, had adored it, and she had obliged him, but that had been different- he had loved her and her him, and he'd never made her gag, unless it was by accident. He wasn't her school bully victim, either. She had a sinking feeling oral with Kyp wouldn't be half as fun or enjoyable as it had been with Juan.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">I think today since you can not control yourself though we would start with the flogger. Ten minutes of it's sting all over your body would convince you to control your bladder in my presence.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Her eyes followed his gesturing hand, wincing as she took in the appearance of the fearsome looking thing. Ten minutes of that would kill her, she knew it. Two minutes would have been enough for her to get on her knees and blow him for hours, but ten? She turned back to him, wincing as he noted her slowness. She was slacking on her first day. She had no choice.<br><br>She slumped down to her knees in front of him, utterly dejected and worn down after less than three hours in his presence. He'd won.. the bastard had won, and now it was time for him to really revel in his victory.<br><br><strong>"Sorry Sir... I'll take you in my mouth Sir..."</strong> she said, unable to keep her low depressed tone out of her voice, her fingers moving to lower his pants from around his legs.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>12-09-2010, 19:11:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Listening to her response and watching her he shook his head. "You make it sound as if you are doing me a favor" he told her with a bit of annoyance in his voice. Waiting until she had his pants pulled down he then reached out and grasped her hair. Forcing her head to look at him he shook his head. "I am doing you a favor. You barely have any training. You pissed yourself on my floor. Do you not think I could have a dozen other girls here within an hour all of them begging to get on their knees and service me? Do not think for one moment that you are here for the long term. You want to keep your insides on the inside you should consider how you react to things I tell you more carefully" <br><br>Releasing her hair he leaned back. "Pull the uniform down. I will look at your tits while you do this. It might help to make me cum faster and put me back on schedule" he was taunting her on purpose now. He never expected to be as cruel as he was, but he was enjoying every second of her misery. He had years to make up for and this was just the start. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jessica</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 10:44:32</strong>
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				She yelped in pain as he caught her silky brown hair, tugging her faze upwards towards him. She shivered, her stomach clenching tightly. He'd confirmed it- she was here, a useless, poorly trained maid, to exact revenge, no more. He'd selected her out of a multitude of skilled others just to throw her a lifeline and constantly taunt her with that fact. She took a deep, shuddering breath, nodding in agreement as she fought back more tears. 'Trapped' didn't cover her position.<br><br>Her head bowed immediately back down as the grip on her hair was released, unable to look at even his face now. Her hands, shaking as if she were in an Arctic wind, lifted up and pulled down her uniform, her B cup breasts popping out, pushed up lewdly by the crunched-up uniform underneath them. With a heavy heart, knowing this would soon become an everyday occurrence for her, she leaned in closer towards his pants, her hands pulling down the remained of his underwear to expose his slowly growing erection.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 14:06:27</strong>
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				The tortured young teenager inside him nearly lept for joy when she pulled down her top. He was seeing Nina's breasts. The countless nights alone in the darkness of his room he had imagined them while stroking himself were nothing compared to this moment when he could look on them for real. His cock nearly jumped at the sight and by the time she had pulled down his underwear his member had grown in front of her eyes from half mast to full. <br><br>Since he had gotten the money all kinds of women had thrown themselves at him, but his inexperience from before had held him back. He wanted them for certain, but he was terrified he would be horrible. Losing his virginity to a drunk and not very attractive girl in college he had sex, but nothing with a beauty like Nina. Looking down at her eyes now he remember the position of power he was in over her and a thrill of pleasure shot through him again. <br><br>"Get to it Nina" he whispered his voice demanding and low "I do not have all day" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jessica</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 20:46:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Nina looked down, closing her eyes for a second. She couldn't do this. She just couldn't bring herself to suck the cock of a man who'd humiliated her so much already. Visions flashed before her eyes. A lifetime of servitude. Installments of tens of dollars each month, just to keep her here until she was no longer attractive. Then visions of the operating table. Of the knives, of the- She choked, ridding her head of the disturbing images. She had to do this.<br><br>She opened her eyes again, trying to project images of Juan onto Kyp. this wasn't Kyp she was to suck, it was him. She let her lips press against his cock, already semi-erect and growing, forcing her lips to part slowly, her warm wet mouth sliding over his member, sinking down lower and lower. That was the hard part, of making initial contact. Now she had to suck. She began to bob her head up and down slowly about his length, letting her tongue roll about him, her dribble wetting his length until it became fully slick, from his base to his swollen purple tip. She gagged a little as she bobbed down a little too low, pulling her head up slightly as she blinked back more tears of shame.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 23:00:16</strong>
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				Grunting when she took him in her mouth he looked down watching her. She was hesitant that was quite clear from the way she was moving. Then she seemed to relax and accept that it was going to happen. Reaching down he gripped her head with his hand and pushed her head up and down hard. He fucked her mouth a few more deep brutal strokes then released her head and chuckled. "This is really pathetic Nina. Your every beat of your heart in your chest belongs to me and yet you can not get down from your high horse enough to realize you survive by my choice and that maybe, just maybe, you should try as hard as possible to keep me happy" <br><br>Sighing he stood up nearly knocking her over as he did so. "Forget it. I knew you were stuck up in school, but I had hoped by now that you understood how the world worked. I guess that the spoiled little girl never really grows up" Turning to step over her he walked with his cock wet with her saliva bobbing in front of him across the room. Sitting down on the bed he reached for the phone beside it and picked it up. "Do not worry. I will not cause you any more red faces or snide remarks. You can go get ready to leave" Pausing he looked at her "Just remember though Nina as big of a loser and dork as I am I was still willing to take on your debt and save your life" Starting to dial the phone he was livid with anger and so ready to get a girl in here who would beg for his treatment of her and suck his cock like it should be. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jessica</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 23:25:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She continued to bob her head up and down, gagging in shock as she suddenly felt her hair gripped, his hand pumping her roughly up and down like she was no more than a sex toy. She gagged, making wet sloppy noises as her saliva dripped down her chin and over his crotch, splattering all over the place. It was quite a suprise to her when he suddenly let go, allowing her to bring her head up a fraction, coughing and re-catching her breath. She trembled below him as he spoke, her lips still wrapped around his shaft as he once again informed her of how much she really needed him.<br><br>She jumped as he suddenly pulled back and up, causing her to almost collapse onto the floor, a thin bead of saliva forming and snapping between her lips and his cock. She turned as she strode away, her heart thumping madly, staggering up and over to him as he picked up the phone. Adrenaline poured out into her blood as he made to call the agency- he was signing her death warrant. Her heartbeat shot through the roof, fear gripping her soul as it had never done so before.<br><br><strong>"Please, don't, oh God.. God..."</strong> she stammered, wild eyed and terrified, her voice breaking. She sunk down to her knees, tears starting to leak down her cheeks. <strong>"Please don't send me back, they'll kill me... I'll do anything you want I swear... anything... just don't chuck me out, please...&nbsp; I don't want to die... I don't want to die..." </strong> Her voice shook badly, and she broke down completely, sobbing into her hands, her body quaking violently. If she hadn't gone to the toilet earlier, she would have wet herself again. Another feeling of nausea swept through her, brought on by her intense fear, and this time it didn't go away. She staggered over to his toilet, unable to hold in her stomach.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 23:52:36</strong>
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				As she turned and ran away he smiled. Hanging up the phone he reached down and tucked himself back into his pants. Turning he walked to the bathroom door and stood there. The toilet was in a small separate room off from the main bedroom. The large glass walled shower was in the main bedroom one of his many requests when the place was built. Reaching the door he smirked and leaned on the wall listening to her pain. When she finally finished and seemed to try and breathe he spoke in a tone of voice that was very strong. <br><br>"When you have gathered yourself and can breathe I want you to go and change uniforms. Pick a different one form the closet. Make yourself look as presentable as possible and then come to my office. Maybe" pausing for effect he tried to keep the smile out of his voice as he continued. "Just maybe if you can prove to me that you are actually worth keeping then we can start again" About to turn away from the door and leave he paused and then added "It better be impressive Nina. No more second chances" <br><br>Striding away he had no intention of sending her away this was just far too much fun. He was about to leave the room when he saw the items laying out he had planned on using on her. Walking over he opened a small bag in the closet and dumped items inside. Leaving the room then he walked down to his office. Setting the bag in the area under his feet he then started working slowly on his computer. Mostly these days he just tinkered and gave ideas to programmers he had hired to write the code out for him, but he liked to work and was not about to stop. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jessica</strong> on <strong>14-09-2010, 00:40:09</strong>
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				Nina continued to cough violently, her frame shaking as she finally stopped vomiting. She gasped, turning her head a fraction to see he was off the bed and at the door. She turned to look at him, feeling pathetic. She was feeling cold, trembling as she threw up into a toilet wearing a sluttish maid's uniform with her breasts on full display.<br><br>She let him speak, unable to say a word, still feeling sick. He left the room, leaving her feeling dreadful. If nothing else though, it had proven to her that she'd never be able to voluntarily leave his home- she was just too afraid of what lurked outside, wanting to nab her the second she left the house without his protection.<br><br>It took her nearly ten minutes to compose herself again and move to her room, stripping off her clothing and dumping it on her bed. She looked miserably into her wardrobe, though clothing room did it more justice. 'Presentable', he had said- she had no idea if that meant looking good for him, or looking good and being respectable at the same time. Eventually she picked out what looked to be a labcoat, with its associated undewear (http://www.wonderlandavenue.com/big/M6008.jpg), at her wit's end. She didn't know what impressed him most, and hoped that at least this might be a little more unusual, and maybe take him aback a little. If it didn't impress him... her stomach clenched again at the thought as she slipped it on.<br><br>She made her way downstairs again, shaking as she knocked and entered through his office door, most of the coat buttons undone.<br><br><strong>"Sir.."</strong> she said quietly, bowing her head as she'd entered, just as she had when they'd first 'met' each other hours ago.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>14-09-2010, 01:02:17</strong>
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				Keeping up with the stocks he had invested in he was eyeing his portfolio when she entered. Glancing over he looked back away quickly hoping she did not see the smile that crossed his face. She had fixed he makeup and instead of coming down in one of the several maid outfits she was dressed in one of the costumes he had picked out. Pretending to ignore her he clicked on his computer, but just looking at her standing there was making his hard on grow. Finally he stood up and walked to the window and looked out it. He hoped if he kept his back to her she would not notice his erection. He had already cursed himself for not finishing and his body was aching to go after her so he had to maintain calm. <br><br>"So Nina" he said keeping his back to her. "You have changed outfits now. You seem to be more composed and I am hoping you took some time to think things out carefully" Looking over his shoulder at her he stared a minute and then turned back to the window "What would you like to say for yourself that might prove to me that you have changed not only your outfit, but your attitude towards this whole situation as well? Because if that has not changed then we might as well save ourselves a lot more time and displeasure" Keeping his back to her he waited secretly praying that she saw him as her only option. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jessica</strong> on <strong>14-09-2010, 23:49:40</strong>
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				Nina remained still, standing silently in his office, looking pitifully down at the floor. She had to buck up her ideas if she was to stay here- already she'd mucked up twice, and she doubted Kyp would be prepared to tolerate her mistakes much longer. She was a little surprised he hadn't just slung her out. She knew she would have...<br><br>****<br><br>It had been a warm summer's day. Nina was twelve, and she and a group of her friends were looking for Kyp. The kid had had the gall to snap some of her pencils, and she wasn't going to let him get away with it. He was soon spotted under a tree, reading some magazine. Nina and the rest of the kids had gone over, one of the boys dragging Kyp up and looking at his magazine.<br><em><br>"World Computers Monthly? What a dork!" </em>he'd laughed, ripping the magazine and tossing it over his shoulder. For the next ten minutes the group had pushed Kyp around, calling him every name under the sun as they laughed and jeered at the nerdy kid who couldn't even fight back. Nina had quickly grown bored, the group leaving the kid collapsed against the tree, crying into his hands.<br><br>*****<br><br>Nina looked up timidly as he spoke. <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">What would you like to say for yourself that might prove to me that you have changed not only your outfit, but your attitude towards this whole situation as well? Because if that has not changed then we might as well save ourselves a lot more time and displeasure.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Nina took a second to compose herself, her next words saving or damning her. <br><strong><br>"I... I appreciate properly that... that my life is in your hands, Sir..."</strong> she said, her head struggling to stay up. <strong>"And... and I will conduct myself accordingly. I'm.. I'm very grateful for you keeping me on, Sir,"</strong> she finished, trembling on the spot like a kid before the headmaster.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>15-09-2010, 00:26:33</strong>
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				Keeping his back to her he did not say a word. Standing facing the window he considered for a moment longer and then he turned back to her. Looking her up and down he saw her trembling and smirked an evil glint in his eyes. "You did well with the outfit. I would never have chosen a costume for the rest of the day today, but you did quite well" Reaching down under the desk he pulled the desk out and dumped it out on the desk in front of him. <br><br>***<br>Looking at his lunch he sighed. His parents could not afford to buy him school lunch, but his mom took the time to pack it everyday. Now here it was spread out on and stomped into the ground. Sighign he turned away only to get smacked in the head by the apple that his mom had packed that day. When he wiped the stinging fruit out of his eye Nina was the first person he had seen giggling with her hand over her face as she hung on the side of the boy who had thrown the apple.<br>***<br><br>Snapping his fingers he gestured. "Get over here Nina. I have put this off long enough" he told her as he picked up the strange looking manacles and popped them open. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jessica</strong> on <strong>15-09-2010, 00:34:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt some of the tension wash out of her as he praised her attire. At least that was one less thing to worry about...<br><br>As he beckoned her over, thoughts swirled in her head. Of the days she had bullied him, teased him, made his life a misery. She had been young and stupid then. She cringed- he had no good reason to keep her on for what she'd done to him. The items he had lying haphazardly on the desk could not be refused- to do so would have meant a phone call to the agency, only this time he'd actually send her back. She shuddered.<br><br>She reached his desk, looking down at the odd assortment of items upon it, watching as he lifted up a set of manacles, like none she'd ever seen. As he popped them open, she found herself raising her hands out, ready to be clamped- they had to go on sooner or later, and she knew better than to keep him waiting.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>15-09-2010, 00:43:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Locking the cuffs in place he made certain they were snug, but not tight. "Of course I do not have to tell you what happens if any of this comes off without my approval" he muttered as he reached down. Picking up the bit gag he had selected earlier it was the next thing to be put in place. He seemed to take pleasure securing it around her head. He knew she would hate not being able to speak as a teenager, but now she might prefer not being able to answer him. <br><br>Picking up the short hobble chain he kneeled down on and secured her ankles as she stood there. She would be able to move in the chains, but only short jarring steps. Standing back up he grabbed her by the hair and without a word he dragged her over to his desk and bent her over it harshly. Standing behind her he ran his hands over the curve of her hips. "Not bad Nina. I like curves on a woman" he teased her. Shoving her head down he made sure she was looking at the anal plug in her vision. Reaching out he grabbed the edge of her coat and flipped it up to reveal her pantie clad ass. Taking both hands he peeled down the panties to bear her ass. Using both hands he reached out and squeezed each cheek and then spread it open in front of him. He wondered if she was dying of humiliation right about now as he stared at her brown back door. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jessica</strong> on <strong>15-09-2010, 00:51:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She trembled as he started 'kitting' her up, first her arms, secured in front of her, followed by the bit gag, entering her mouth with a slight *uhhhmph* as it pushed in-between her lips. She blushed a vivid scarlet as he attached the hobble chain, feeling like some sort of horse with the bit fastened into her mouth. She grunted and winced as he dragged her over to the desk, the chain linking her ankles offering her almost no slack at all. <br><br>She had no choice but to bend down, burning up as he ran a hand over her exposed hips. She screwed her eyes shut as he toyed with her ass cheeks, exposed to him, allowing him to ogle her in one of the most humiliating ways possible. Already she could feel her drool building up around the bit gag. It was either this or death, this treatment for months... maybe even years. She hoped to God he'd slow down on her soon- she'd be a broken wreck within a week if he kept up. Maybe that was his plan, to break her until she was a mere empty shell, a shadowy image of her former bubbly self. The thought sickened her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>15-09-2010, 01:26:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling he watched her back door clench and then unclench as she was subjected to his wicked gaze. Letting go of her ass cheeks he then reached over and picked up the glass plug. Picking up the bottle of lube from beside it he covered the cold glass with the thick fluid coating it carefully. Moving down he slid the cold glass in the crack of her ass until he felt the tip of it get caught in her back entrance. Then with a smirk he slowly pushed the clear plug inside her. He moved it inch by inch until it was secure then patted the base. Pulling up her panties he then smacked her ass. <br><br>"Very good Nina. Perhaps there is hope for you yet" he told her as he pushed her hips to the side and settled back down at his desk. "Now I had something simple planned for you like scrubbing the floor on the main hall, but since you decided to make such a mess upstairs you can clean that. I better not see that spot when I enter my bedroom again and then you can sanitize and clean the toilet you destroyed with your blubbering" <br><br>Starting to type again he then glanced over at her sideways. "and I might tell you Nina to get yourself in the mood. Before I let you retire for the day, I will be fucking one of your holes. DO not think you got off without getting me off" Wiggling his eyebrows at the last statement he then turned his head back down to the screen ignoring her reaction. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jessica</strong> on <strong>15-09-2010, 01:50:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nina squirmed uncomfortably as the plug, mercifully lubed, as it slid uncomfortably up her ass. She wiggled and moaned as it pushed in, the feeling unusual and not particularly pleasant, even with its lubricant coat. Finally, with a soft *plop* it fitted into her, with no risk of coming out unless pulled- and Nina wasn't in any position to pull it out. She yelped in pain as he smacked her behind, her cheeks continuing to burn, standing up awkwardly, realising how pathetic she must have looked then.<br><br>She stood straight, feeling a bead of drool start to drip down her chin, unable to wipe it away. She felt so embarrassed, just standing there, a childhood bully reduced to this pathetic state. She nodded, trying not to appear downcast as she accepted his orders, shaking a little in fear and apprehension as he mentioned that he'd be fucking her tonight. She only hoped he'd be controlled. <br><br>She turned to start with the chores, which would no doubt take hours in her state, before she thought of something, turning around again. Though her speech was muffled, she could be understood, albeit barely.<br><br><strong>"Shir.. hwere ahh shze cleaning kwoducts?"</strong> she asked, feeling ridiculous.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>15-09-2010, 02:18:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Looking up at her his eyebrows knit for a moment seeming annoyed at being interrupted again, but when he paused for a moment he then started laughing at her. Leaning back in hischair he chuckled uncontrollably for a few minutes at how ridiculous she sounded asking him questions while gagged. Finally getting his giggles under control he then waved his hand "There is a pantry off the kitchen they are all stored in there." <br>Still lightly laughing he watched her go and then shook his head and got back to work. <br><br>When lunch finally rolled around the cook brought him the sandwich he had asked for and he chatted with her a few minutes. Indicating she should make some extra food form now on for his new maid he sighed at the elderly woman. "And be tolerant if you do run into her. She is working off a major debt and she and I like to play sexual games. It makes the debt shrink faster" Winking at the older woman she shook her head and muttered she would have nothing to do with some slut maid. <br><br>Slowly eating the sandwich he leaned back in his office chair and then switched the monitor over to the house cameras. Pulling up his bedroom he watched her work taking the time to enjoy her hobbling in the chains and wrist spreader. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jessica</strong> on <strong>16-09-2010, 00:20:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nina blushed, trying to hold her gaze as Kyp laughed openly at her. Truth be told, she would have laughed as well- she must have looked utterly ridiculous, asking about something so benign whilst looking so stupid. She turn, forced to make baby steps, well aware he had plenty of time to view her ass.<br><br>It took nearly forty five minutes before she could even begin to start cleaning the carpet. Only able to take small steps, and with limited hand mobility, every action took four times as long- going up the stairs had proved dangerous, and her heartbeat had raced more than once as she almost slipped. Give it enough time and it'd be a broken neck that ended her knife, not a surgeon's scalpel.<br><br>She finally managed to clear up the stain on the carpet, shuffling on her knees to the soiled toilet- shuffling was quicker than walking. She grimaced as she looked at the mess she'd maid, slowly setting to work on the unpleasant task, trying to dribble into the toilet and not on the carpet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>16-09-2010, 02:35:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Watching her clean the stain he chuckled. There was something about watching her struggle that made him so pleased. It was not erotic at all at this point, but he was very happy. Her helpless and being forced to clean up her mess was such a righteous vindication. Finishing his lunch he set the dishes aside and then returned to work. Shrinking the window he kept her on the screen though so he could watch her struggles as he did so. <br><br>Finally he decided the rich man had done enough for the day and he stood form behind the desk. Looking at the dishes there he then smirked. Picking up the house phone he pushed the intercom for the bedroom and spoke "Nina please finish your work in the bedroom and return to the office" he said sounding as polite as he could. It had been nearly four hours since he had sent her out and now he was itching to push her humiliation some more. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jessica</strong> on <strong>16-09-2010, 22:58:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nina struggled on for what felt like hours. After she'd finished cleaning up her mess, and unsure what to do next she started trying to clean up the sink and shower, with limited success- her movements were slow and awkward, and every dropped cloth meant an arduous journey bending down to get it again. She really hoped he'd not keep her like this- it'd take days just to clean a single floor.<br><br>She jumped in the shower, dropping her cloth- Kyp's voice had suddenly filled her ears, calling for her to return. Leaving the cleaning box in the bathroom, she started to make her slow way downstairs, almost stumbling again, arriving at his office about ten minutes after he called, staggering in as if drunk, not daring to speak and make a fool of herself again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>17-09-2010, 01:16:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Looking her over he was again pleased when she came to the office door. She had a bit of dribble on her chin and he took pleasure in knowing that she had been gagged for so long. Walking across the room he came to stand by her. "I am going to inspect your work. If you did well I will let you loose and you may have something to eat. If you did poorly your going to get fucked in that plugged ass of yours and then you will get something to eat" he told her frankly and then tilted his head looking at her "Wait here for me" <br><br>Climbing the stairs he inspected his room and found that she had cleaned up well, but the task that should have taken an hour took her four while bound. That was not a problem. After all he did not hire her for her cleaning skills. Taking his time he walked back down the stairs. Reaching the bottom he picked up the house phone "Angela, I am sending in the maid to get something to eat. Fix her something and be aware she is not allowed to speak. So simply something hot and filling" Hanging up the phone he walked into the office and then to his large office chair. <br><br>"Well if you want those off you best come over here and convince me to let you out" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jessica</strong> on <strong>18-09-2010, 16:23:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded as he told her he was about to inspect the room, her stomach turning over- she hoped that she'd cleaned up properly, and that she hadn't left too much dribble everywhere... She closed her eyes as he left, taking in a deep, steadying breath through her nose, her body shaking slightly. <br><br>It felt like an age before he returned- had he seen something wrong? Was he just stalling to keep her squirming down in his office? She had no clue, and was terrified he would walk back in and say something was wrong, picking up the phone to send her back whilst she was powerless to speak up. Finally, he returned, her wide brown eyes watching as he came back in, speaking to her, not making a comment about her work- for now, that was a good sign.<br><br>She shuffled forwards slowly, swallowing, unsure what to do or say- in her state, she couldn't really do much to please him. She knew she had to humiliate herself again and speak.<br><br><strong>"Pleesh Shir, may I be let ouwt?"</strong> she said, well aware that he was going to have a good laugh at her expense again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Maid for Life</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>19-09-2010, 15:22:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He could actually see some of the dribble fly off her lips as she tried to speak. Smiling he narrowed his eyes and then finally he seemed to decide. "For now" he began and then slowly started to undo her bindings leaving the gag for last. "I want you to go and get something to eat. Make sure to eat hearty. You will then change outfits again, a maid outfit" he made certain to be specific "and then set the table and prepare for my dinner. I will be waiting here and when the cook has it served at the table you may come and get me. Then you will serve" <br><br>Taking the bindings he threw them on the floor at her feet and then headed back towards the desk. "And take care of those when you go up to change" he told her. Settling down behind his desk he had to grab his hard on to help with the pressure as it throbbed in his slacks. 
			</dd>
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