His New Maid

mc_fun

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Ron Helmfrid was a very wealthy man who enjoyed indulging in all the pleasures that he could. He lived a life of leisure in his large mansion out in the country, and although he lived alone, he had guests so often that it didn't seem like it. Ron didn't have a wife. He was divorced, but thanks to a pre nup he had managed to hang on to his large fortune. It wasn't until he recieved a special visit from one of his friends, that he considered once again the idea of having a woman in his life..

His friend had obtained a mind control drug, and used it on his gold-digging wife. He brought her with him, and it was obvious that she had changed. His formerly bitchy wife had been turned intoa submissive sex kitten. She obeyed him without question, and seemed to constantly have a look of lust in her eyes. It took Ron one look at her to decide that he needed a large quantity of this drug.

The drug was designed to be absorbed through the skin, so delivery was easy. It could be sprayed on to the persons clothes, or even their body, and within minutes it would take effect. When it did, it made the person extremely submissive, and acted as an aphrodisiac to make sure that the slave was always ready for action. At first, the effects were mild, but after prolonged exposure the effects ecome more pronounced, and permanent. The end result was, a fully obediant slave who was always horny for her master.

The next thing he needed was a target, and he found that easily on the internet. She was sexy, and she was looking for a maid job in the United States. It didn't take long to set it up. He offered her housing, food, and a generous salary to make sure that she would accept. When the day finally came to put his plan into action, he was completely ready.
 
Natalia Drake had just moved to the states from Spain, having found a job through the internet. She spoke perfect english, having taken classes while in her own country; after all, it was necessary to speak the native language. She wanted to move here first and establish a home and some income before sending for more of her family members.

She'd recently turned 24, and looked very exotic. Her dark brown curls were normally pulled back into a tight bun, which she figured would suit her well as a maid for this fine gentleman. She had deep brown eyes, and pouty lips. She had packed her suitcase with necessities; extra clothes and toiletries, as well as a few framed photos of her family.

She watched out the window of the limosine that had unexpectedly been waiting at the airport for the young woman, noting that they were going further into the country. The view was scenic, and she enjoyed her first look at the United States. The limo pulled to a stop in front of a mansion and her eyes widened. Her new boss had mentioned he lived alone in a large house, but she had no idea it was this big. She thanked the driver and climbed out of the car, taking her suitcase and starting up the walk to the door.
 
Ron heard the limosine pull into the driveway and smiled to himself. It was time.

He heard the bell, and eagerly rushed to the door to greet her. She was even more beautiful in person than in the pictures. Even in her rather modest outfit, she looked stunning and Ron couldn't help but feel a little aroused as he took in the sight of her. Yes, she would be perfect.

Her accomodations were already prepared. She had a decent sized bedroom, which was mostly empty now, except for her bed, and her uniforms which hung on a rack in the corner. I had purposely ordered the outfits a little too small, and in fact, they rather indecent. If she complained at first, I would simply promise to order new ones for her. I was sure she wouldn't have any complaints for long though.

"Natalia..." He said with a warm smile, "It's nice to finally meet you. Let me show you to your room..."
 
At first glance, Natalia thought her new boss seemed nice. She hadn't done too much in Spain as far as cleaning for her job was concerned, but she took care of the house and her siblings, so she figured this job wouldn't be too difficult. She stepped inside when opened the door wider, returning his smile. "Nice to meet you as well, sir." She found formalities to be key when giving a first impression.

As Natalia followed Ron into the house, she got to peek around, still in awe of how large the house actually was. Her large family would do well to live in a place like this.
 
Ron led her up the large staircase and down a long hallway to her room. The girl had a stunned look on her face; she had probably never been inside such a big house before. He motioned towards the bed, and the uniforms hanging on the rack, telling her that this is all he had for her, but that if she needed anything to just ask.

"I'll give you some time to make yourself at home," He said, moving towards the door, "You've had a long trip, so don't hesitate to take your time. I want you to feel comfortable here."
 
Natalia set her suitcase down by the closet doors, glancing around the simple room. She looked back to Ron, smiling simply. "Thank you, sir. This is plenty." She glanced to the uniforms, not getting a good enough look at them to really realize that they were a bit too small for her. She glanced to the bed and the nightstand beside it. She reached into the side of her suitcase, pulling out the frames and stepping over to the nightstand to set them up. It really was all she needed. This job would do nicely.
 
He left her alone for about an hour, and then he came back to check in on her. He knocked lightely on the door as he opened it slowly. He could see her inside, she had her back to him and she was hanging up her clothes in the closet. She didn't hear him, and he took this moment to admire how she looked from behind. Her hair was done up in a tight bun, which would have to change. He smiled a little to himself, and then he spoke.

"Hi Natalia," He said, still outside the room, "I just wanted to make sure that everything here meets your needs."
 
She turned to look at Ron, giving a smile. She was quite comfortable in this room, and she'd even gotten a nap in in the hour she was left alone. The flight here was long, and she needed a little catch up. "It does, sir. Thank you." He was a very nice man, and she could see them keeping a friendly relationship although she was an employee. She finished hanging up the last shirt, closing the closet before turning to look at Ron once more. "Did you have any ground rules that you wanted to go over, sir?"
 
He moved to the center of the room, standing in front of her.

"I'm glad you're happy with the accomodations, and yes, I suppose now would be a good time to go over your duties," he started, "From 9:00 each morning to 9:00 at night you are on duty, which means you must be in uniform. This is a very large house, so you should have no problem keeping busy during that time. You may take a one hour break once a day whenever you wish, but I would like you to inform me when you do. Also, I have to ask that you present a demeanour that is appropriate for a maid, particularly if there are guests over. Does that sound fair?"
 
She watched Ron cross the room to meet her, clasping her hands in front of her. She listened silently as he went over her duties and she simply nodded. They were simple to understand. The hours weren't terrible, and she figured she would take an hour in the middle of it for lunch and a nap if she got tired. "Completely fair, sir. I understand."
 
He smiled, "Great. If you have any questions, feel free to ask. I will be downstairs in my study if you need anything."

He turned and left, heading to his study, where he usually spent his evenings. He made sure to call his friend and thank him before he relaxed, opening a book. He was eager to see Natalia's transformation start, but he had to be patient. It would take time. For now, he would have to settle for only looking at his sexy new maid, but soon he would do more. He wondered if she would raise an issue with the skimpy uniforms, or simply accept them.
 
She watched him leave and opened her mouth a moment to voice an afterthought. He was already heading downstairs by that time, however. It wasn't important anyway. She exhaled a little. It was getting late, so she decided to look around for a bathroom. She'd take a shower, and climb into bed for the night. She needed to get up early and get right to work.

She grabbed her nightgown, heading down the hall to the bathroom. She closed the door behind her, and set the night gown down on the sink counter. She reached up to her bun, pulling out the pins that held her loose curls up tight. She shook out her hair, still able to smell the shampoo and conditioner in it. She disrobed and climbed into the fancy bathtub to shower. She finished up quickly, putting on her nightgown and grabbing her clothes before heading back to her room for the night.
 
Ron headed to bed early that night, tommorrow would be a big day. He woke up a little later than usual, and got dressed quickly, eager to see Natalia at work. It was 9:30 now, so she had been on duty for half an hour already. He left his room, and walked around the upper floor to look for her. She must be downstairs, he thought.

As he made his way downstairs he could hear some activity coming from the kitchen. He crept slowly towards the noise and then he saw her. There she was, in uniform just as he suspected. He looked her up and down with an appraising look, and he was very pleased with what he saw.

"Good morning..." He said.
 
Natalia was busy mopping the kitchen floor, taking a moment here and there to adjust the uniform. It was pretty tight on her curvy but thin form, and it wasn't comfortable. But, it was her job, and she was required to wear it. So she complied, cursing it mentally. She looked over to Ron as he greeted her. She smiled slightly, "Morning, sir." He hadn't said to call him anything else yet, so that's what she stuck with. She wouldn't be opposed to whatever he wished to be addressed as, it was his prerogative.
 
Ron sat down at the kitchen table and admired the way that Natalia looked while she scrubbed the floor in her tiny uniform. He had sprayed all of the uniforms with the drug, and it was surely working, even now. It was doubtful that there would be any noticeable effects until much later in the day though. She looked a tad bit uncomfortable with the uniform, but that discomfort would not last long. Soon she would be happy to strut around in it for him.

He told her, "I have some business to attend to, so I will be gone for most of the day. I trust you will keep yourself busy?"
 
She finished up the last of the floor as he spoke, picking up the bucket and standing. "Of course, sir, there's plenty of house to clean." She smiled, moving to the sink to dump out the soapy water and proceeding to clean the sinks afterward. She tugged on the uniform again, biting on her lip as she attempted to get more comfortable.
 
In a way, Natalia's discomfort aroused Ron. She looked cute biting her lip while she adjusted the uniform. He stood up, and came up behind her, putting his hand on her shoulder, "I'll see you this evening, ok?"

With that, he left and headed to his office to take care of some business. It was rare that he actually needed to go in, as he owned the company, but he needed to meet with some important people today. The days business went well, and when it was done he eagerly raced home to get another look as his new maid.
 
The day ran without major event, and Natalia had covered a lot of the house. She found herself more and more comfortable in the uniform, not bothering to adjust it anymore. Whenever she passed a mirrored surface, she found herself noticing how sexy she looked in the uniform. She had taken the pins from her bun out, letting her curls rest over her shoulders as she worked.
 
Ron arrived home and was pleased to see that Natalia had let her hair down. It was amazing what such a small change did for her appearance. Her curls framed her face nicely, giving her a much more sultry look. His eyes were glued to her as he approached her. He was sure that she noticed the hungry look he was giving her.

"I must say, Natalia..." he said, complimenting her, "That you look much nicer with your hair down. You should wear it like this more often..."
 
She turned from her dusting to look up at him, smiling in a flirty way that was somewhat out of the ordinary for her. She pulled back a little when she noticed it. "Thank you, sir. It feels better to let it down once in a while." Since Ron had said that, she felt the need to wear it down all the time. She thought it was kind of odd, but didn't dwell on it.
 
He stood close to her, nodding to show his appreciation, "It's very cute, and I think it suits you much better."

She had smiled at him, as if she was happy that her appearance pleased him, and she even seemed to flirt with him a little. This was a good sign, it meant that the drug was working. He looked her up and down, checking her out. Yes, she was a very sexy maid, there was no doubt about that.

"Could you fetch me something to drink, dear?" He asked her.
 
"Yes, sir," she complied without a thought, setting down her duster and heading to the kitchen. She blinked slightly once at the fridge, thinking about how quickly she'd complied with Ron. She had no problem getting her boss a drink, but she normally wouldn't hop to it like some little slave girl. She shook her head, following through with fixing his drink, walking back out to him and handing it over. "Here you go, sir."
 
"Thank you, sweetie," Ron said as he took a sip from the glass, "I'm very pleased with your performance so far. I think this arrangement is going to work out very well."

He smiled at her and left for his study, his hand lightely patting her bottom as he passed her. He tried to get some reading done, but it was no use. He was too excited by Natalia, and he kept getting distracted. He stopped by her room before he headed to bed, knocking lightely on the door.
 
She was genuinely happy that he was pleased with her, and for some reason she felt like her world revolved when she made him happy. She felt slightly confused over this, but got distracted when he had touched her behind. She bit her lip a little, not understanding why that made her so hot. It was nothing! She shook her head and finished her work.

She was up in her room, it was only a few minutes after nine. She was looking over herself in the mirror, having not yet changed. She turned to look at her butt with a small smirk, surprised that she looked so good in the uniform. Why in the world was she so uncomfortable earlier?

She looked over to the door, "It's open, sir."
 
He smiled widely and entered her room, seeing her in front of the mirror in her uniform. He came up from behind her, and his hand rested on her thigh, toying with the fabric. She started to blush, and he read a bit of uneasiness on her face.

He leaned in, saying quietly into her ear, "I'm glad you like it, darling, but don't you think it would look much better if you wore some heels with it?"
 
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