A Full Service Maid or 2 ch 2
Note: Chapter 2 makes more sense if you have read Chapter 1
All of my other three series have had plot hitches that I'm working out after recovering from the worst illness (non-covid thankfully) in twenty years. Look for chapters from: The Penthouse, Susan Finds a Dom, and Sub Southern Girl in Minnesota series all coming relatively soon. If unfortunately, you haven't read any of those series you have a chance to catch up and be ready for the new chapters. This story came out of the blue while I was recovering. There is a chapter 2 only because the first chapter was so incredibly well received..
After enjoying Kim immensely while she cleaned the condo on Friday. She had agreed to stay overnight for another round of breathtaking sex. She woke me up Saturday morning sucking my cock awake. I laid back and watched her again demonstrate her suction powers and trained tongue as she took care of my morning wood. She again insisted on draining my bladder which seemed to give her great satisfaction. Both services I could get used to.
She had a study group that afternoon, so we went out for breakfast at a local café. We looked like The Odd Couple. Mai in her short tight dress and heels, me in slacks and Hawaiian shirt and sandals. But I don't think either of us cared. We had a great breakfast getting to know the other person. We both seemed to enjoy the other's company. However, as I was paying the check at the counter, she spoke up so the clerk could here, "Thank you breakfast Daddy." I reminded her as we walked out that stunt was going to cost her, she smiled and giggled.
We agreed that I would pick her up later for dinner at the restaurant of her choice. A few hours later I got the text with her address and that the reservation was for 7:00PM at a very nice Italian restaurant.
Not to be outdone by Kim again I dressed in a nice pair of slacks, open collar dress shirt and a sports coat. I found the house in an upscale part of town. I rang the doorbell and it was answered by Mai, Kim's aunt who had become her de facto mother after her parents were killed in the accident. They now actually referred to each other as mother/daughter, a habit I often fall into.
Mai immediately greeted me with a hug and deep long kiss. It was not too much of a surprise that Mai was naked except for a pair of high heels. She kept me in the hug, telling me how much her daughter was looking forward to the evening.
I saw Kim coming down the stairs and was stunned. She had her hair up, her make up well done without being over the top. The dress was low enough to show off her breasts and tight enough to make it obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra, and that her nipples were erect. The dress was quite short with a slit that seemed to go all the way up to her hip. The platform heels made the legs look even longer.
Mai finally released me so that Kim could greet me with a tight hug and an open mouth tongue filled kiss. I finally managed to say, "You look stunning."
Her reply was, "See, you can clean up nice." A pointed reminder that my work at home attire tended heavily to sweatpants and a T-shirt.
Kim gave her mother a hug and a kiss. I took her arm and led her back to the car. As I held the car door open for her, I got a wink and leg show that made it clear she wasn't wearing panties either. Gallantry sometimes has its rewards.
Kim put on a display for me again as I gallantly opened her door and helped her out of the door. She gave me another hug and warm kiss before she took my arm, and we entered the restaurant. We were led to a rather secluded boot away from the bar and kitchen. I gave Kim a look when I saw how secluded the booth was and got a smile and wink in return. We sat side by side in the booth and I immediately felt her hand high on my thigh.
I smiled at her and asked, "I thought the Dom was the aggressive one."
She winked at me and replied, "Not when you have a very horny eager submissive."
After we decided what we wanted for dinner the waiter sent the sommelier over and we went with his wine recommendation. It was a bit sweet for my taste but paired well with the two dishes we had ordered.
I asked Kim who had taught her to kneel. She looked surprised but proceeded to tell me her story. As Sarah had already told me, after the accident that killed her parents and Mai's husband she was lost. Only fifteen and suddenly pretty much on her own. She rejected Mai's attempts to fill in for her lost parents. She had found an older man who accepted her into his polyamorous family as his slave. He was strict but not especially cruel. Kim had strict protocols that she had to follow, including kneeling properly, voice, and orgasm restrictions, and he taught her all about sex. I commented, "and you were only fifteen." She looked down and replied, I didn't think of it as rape at the time. He was my Master and I loved him. He was good to me and made me study and finish high school.
I had to ask, "So what happened?"
"Kim sighed and I saw a hint of a tear, "His wife and Alpha submissive left him. He got depressed, started drinking and became abusive. I left and went back to Mai. He came to her house to get me, and Mai chased him out with her late husband's sword threatening to make him a eunuch if she ever saw him again."
Our dinner arrived and we chatted for a bit about the food and the restaurant, both of us wanting a lighter topic. My dinner was excellent, and Kim made quick work of her dish. Our waiter was quite professional, appearing when we needed him but otherwise not disturbing us. After the plates were cleared the waiter brought us both a mall sorbet.
Mai looked at me and continued her story. "Mai took me to a rape counselor, but I never considered it to be rape, he did nothing I didn't consent to, so while legally rape, I didn't have any of the issues the therapist wanted to work with me on and had no interest in participating in his prosecution. She recommended that both Kim and I should go to see a grief therapist.
That therapist helped Mai and I work through some issues that we both had, but I refused to accept that grief was why I had so readily accepted my role as a slave. Both Mai and the therapist kept pushing that issue, and I kept resisting. Finally, Mom agreed to go to a BDSM club with me to try to understand. I had a membership card from my slave days, even though their official age limit was 21. I never asked how my Master had gotten it for me. I called the club and talked to the manager about bringing a guest, and whether my membership was still good. I explained that I was having trouble showing why I was missing the club and people to my new guardian. He told me my former Master was no longer a member of the club.
We walked into the club and Mai's mouth fell open and she grabbed my arm tight. As you can imagine, lots of leather, lots of bare skin, a bit of latex. The Manager greeted Mom and I very warmly. He asked if I was looking for a scene. I hadn't been but told him, "Nothing heavy, perhaps some bondage. He smiled and wandered off. Meanwhile I took mom through the club. She saw lots of submissive women, many naked, many collared, some on leashes, some bound, most kneeling at a man's or woman's feet. Mom's grip on my arm had noticeably loosened."
Kim looked at me to gauge my reaction. I commented, "So that is when your mom started to relate to your submissive needs.?
Kim nodded, "I think she started to relate to the submissive women she was seeing. Their calmness, their sense of belonging. She told me later that her body started to react to what she was watching."
Kim continued, "The manager found me later with a beautiful blonde woman in tow. He introduced her as Victoria, and asked if I was still interested in doing a rope scene. I had seen Victoria tie before and was thrilled at the opportunity. Mom looked at me and said go. By the time Victoria had me bound I was in subspace. I know she moved me into different positions and even partially suspended me but have no real memory of the scene. As I came out of subspace Victoria was holding me. I looked around for Mai and found her talking to another woman. I noticed that Mai's hands were tied together in front of her and had the biggest smile I had seen on her since the accident."
I nodded and asked, "Is that when Mai discovered her submissive side?
Kim smiled, "It was a start, we returned to the club several times. Mai had started cleaning apartments to help some friends. Sarah's was one of them. Sarah recognized the developing submissive side, and I think you know what happened from there. She submits to Sarah and obeys Sarah's rules when at home and that has been enough for her. Until..."
I interrupted, "Until Sarah told her about me."
Kim nodded, "Mom was happy submitting to Sarah, but when she told me about you, she admitted that she wanted the real thing occasionally, not just the strap-on."
I had to ask, "Kim, when did you become involved in your Mai's cleaning business?"
Kim's hand slid further up my thigh and squeezed my cock, "When I met you. Mom wanted me to come along as the 'cool head.' You remember the giggling in the bathroom? That is when I asked Kim to share you with me."
I was shocked. "So, I am the only customer you help Mai with? Why?"
Kim smiled, gave my cock another squeeze, "Because I chose you to be my Master."
In shock I could only reply, "You chose me?"
Kim laughed, "Yes Sir. We try not to let them know but it is almost always the submissive who has made the choice. We later let you Doms think the choice was yours, but if we hadn't chosen you and shown our availability and willingness, you would have had no chance."
I thought about it a moment and came to realize that Kim was correct. For experienced Masters, a lady's show of interest or availability is what stirs the interest in the dominant.
I finally replied, "So you are my submissive, not just a sexy cleaning lady?"
Kim looked me in the eyes and smiled, "I am yours if you will accept me."
I slipped my hand up the slit in the side of her skirt and gave her thigh a firm squeeze. "I accept your submission. What time do I have to have you home before Mai threatens me with the sword?
Kim shifted in the seat until my hand felt her wet cunt and replied, "I have class at 10AM on Monday morning. Be a good Master and you don't have to worry about the sword."
Our waiter's impeccable timing once more as he arrived with the check about then. I took one look at it, pulled enough bills from my wallet to cover it with a generous tip, and took Kim's hand and helped her out of the booth.
We were both quiet on the ride back to my condo. I'm not sure what Kim was thinking. I was working out the rules and expectations for my incredible new submissive and wondering how Mai now worked into the picture.
When we walked into the condo, I led her over to my overstuffed chair and sat down. Kim immediately, went to her knees at my feet and assumed the position she had been taught, knees apart, back straight, shoulders back, head high, eyes down, hands in the small of her back.
