As Nicole approached the front porch of the house, she stopped and looked back over the well-manicured landscape. She was in awe at the size of this place; everything seemed to be in perfect order. The ornately carved maple door, the large white pillars encircling the spacious porch, it was all so impressive. It was hard to believe that just one person lived here.
"It's no wonder he needs help keeping up with this place," Nicole thought to herself. Nicole really needed this job; it had been three weeks since her last job and her bills were piling up. When she first read about the position, she knew that she could do it. How hard was it to be a maid? Now that she was here Nicole knew that she had to make a great first impression. Suddenly, she was extremely nervous. She stood at the door for a while before she knocked. She wanted her heart to stop beating so fast. Finally, she took a deep breath and reached for the lion's head knocker. She knocked two times; the sound seemed to echo through the house inside.
The door was answered by a small framed women dressed in a satin black maid's uniform. She was a brunette with long wavy hair, pulled back at her shoulders. She smiled at Nicole as she looked her over and invited her in.
"Come this way, the Master is waiting for you in the study," she informed Nicole.
She led the way through the foyer and down a long corridor to the right. Nicole looked around the house as she followed the maid. The house was extravagantly designed with exquisite paintings hanging on every wall. The corridor was long with doors on each side.
"What are those rooms?" Nicole asked the maid, "Are they as beautifully decorated as what I have seen so far?"
"You will see the entire house soon enough," the maid replied in a stern tone. She stopped in front of a door and reached for the knob. "Master is waiting for you inside," she instructed as she opened the door.
Nicole followed her into the room. Sitting behind a large maple desk was a sharply dressed man. He had blondish brown hair, short and well kept. He was looking down at the paperwork on his desk when he instructed the maid or Janet as he referred to her, to leave them. She immediately obeyed him and disappeared through the door, shutting it behind her.
He looked up from his work and glanced over Nicole, inspecting her. Nicole was too nervous to speak.
"What is your name?" the man questioned her.
"M-My name is Nicole," she said softly trying not to let her uneasiness show. "My name is Michael," the man boasted in a firm voice, "but while in my employment you are to refer to me as Master, is that clear?"
Surprised by the requirement to call him Master, Nicole replied, "Yes."
"You will live here and be on duty at all times," Michael informed, "is that clear?"
Once again, Nicole replied, "Yes."
"You will cook, clean and obey all orders," Michael instructed, "Is that clear?"
"Yes," Nicole said in a soft tone. "Is this the kind of job you are looking for?"
Michael asked, "Can you follow the rules of this house and this position?"
Nicole thought for a while but knew that she needed the job and living in this house wouldn't be so bad. "I accept the position, when do I start?" Nicole questioned.
"Right now," Michael said. He moved to his desk and pushed a button on his phone. "Janet report to my study immediately and bring a size medium uniform." "Yes, Master," the voice on the other end, responded. He let go of the button and sat down behind his desk.
"Now, strip," Michael, demanded in a very stern voice.
"E-E-Excuse me," Nicole stated as she looked at him with surprise in her eyes.
'You heard me, now, strip," Michael once again demanded this time with more force in his tone. "I told you before you accepted the position that you were to obey all orders given to you and you agreed, didn't you," Michael questioned politely.
"Well, yes but..." Nicole started to say when Michael interrupted her.
"Well, I have ordered you to strip, do it now or you will be punished."
Nicole looked at him with disbelief in her eyes. "Punished, what does he mean by that?" she thought to herself. She was afraid to find out so she began unbuttoning her blouse. Her trembling hands worked the small buttons. When the blouse was completely opened she slid it off of her shoulders and dropped it to the floor. She reached around behind her waist and undid the button on her skirt. She unzipped the skirt and let it drop to a heap on the floor. She stepped out of the skirt and stood before Michael in just her white lace bra and panties.
"Take it all off," Michael demanded. Nicole reached for the hooks on her bra and undid them. She held the bra on her breasts and then let go, letting the straps slide down her arms. She dropped the bra on the pile of her clothes already on the floor. Michael's face seemed to be unchanged as he sat behind his desk watching the young girl as she removed her clothes. Nicole put her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and slowly slid them over her thighs. She let them fall to the floor. She stepped out of them and stood before Michael completely nude and frightened.
Just then there was a knock at the door. "Come in," Michael called out. Janet entered the room carrying the uniform. Nicole was embarrassed by her nudity and tried to cover her most intimate places. Janet looked only at Michael as she handed him the uniform.
"Will there be anything else, Master," Janet questioned in a timid tone.
"Yes, this is our newest maid, Nicole, dress her," Michael commanded.
Janet turned to face Nicole. "Put your arms down, Nicole," Michael ordered. Nicole slowly lowered her arms, as Janet stood before her with the black satin uniform that matched hers. Janet put the dress over Nicole's head. Nicole lifted her arms through the sleeve holes. As Janet pulled the dress down over Nicole's breasts, her fingers gently grazed Nicole's nipples. A surge of electricity jolted through Nicole's body causing her nipples to become erect. Janet had the dress completely on Nicole now and moved behind her to tie the belt. When she finished she stepped back and looked at Michael. Michael got up from behind the desk and made his way to Nicole. He walked around her, inspecting her. He nodded toward Janet and she moved in front of Nicole.
"Fix her breasts, I want to see more cleavage," Michael ordered Janet. Janet began to reach for Nicole's breasts when Nicole jumped back.
"No, I will fix them myself," Nicole replied in a firm tone.
Michael grabbed Nicole by the hair and turned her head for her to face him. "I am growing tired of your insubordinate behavior," Michael barked at her, making her jump in fright. "Janet, move my chair to the center of the room."
"Yes, Master," Janet obeyed his orders and placed the maple chair in the center of the room.
Michael still with Nicole's hair in his hand pulled the frightened girl to the chair. He let go of her hair and sat in the chair. He grabbed Nicole's arm and pulled her down to the floor next to him. "Now, get over my knee," Michael demanded.
"W-W-What?" Nicole was unsure that she had heard him correctly.
"You heard me, you are only going to make it harder on yourself if you don't obey me," Michael declared.
Nicole turned to look at Janet who stood there not offering any assistance to her. "How could she stand there and watch this," Nicole thought to herself, "Why won't she help me?" Nicole slowly raised her body and positioned herself over Michael's lap.
"Janet, come and hold her still," Michael ordered. Janet came around to Michael's other side and took a hold of Nicole's arms. Janet watched as Michael raised his strong hand and brought it down hard on Nicole's bare ass.
"Oooooowwwww," Nicole jerked and tried to pull her arms out of Janet's hands but Janet held her tight. She had experienced Michael's punishment before and while she felt sorry for Nicole she did not want to upset Michael. Another blow came down across Nicole's ass and Nicole cried out. Janet could feel her pussy growing wetter as she watched the red slowly appear across Nicole's white milky skin. Another smack made contact with Nicole's ass and the sound echoed though the room. Janet could hardly keep her breath steady now. While she knew the beatings hurt, watching it was making her so horny. Michael looked up at Janet when he noticed the sound of her breathing changing.
"Do you like to watch as I smack her tender young ass," Michael questioned with a tone of seduction in his voice.
"Y-Yes, Master," replied Janet as her voice cracked.
"Would you like to smack her bare, red bottom?" Michael asked Janet looking at her with a twinkle in his eye.
"O-O-Oh yes, Master, may I?" Janet quickly replied.
"Noooooo," screamed Nicole, "No more, please."
Michael looked at Janet and said," I still don't think she fully understands how we do things here." Michael forced his arm onto Nicole's back and with the other arm held down her legs. "Smack her, Janet," Michael ordered, "Do it now and tell what you are feeling."
As Janet brought her hand down and made contact with Nicole's already reddened ass she said, "Oh, Master, I am sooooo wet."