**_The Maid Chapter 1: My Evenings_**
I'm dressed in nothing but an apron tied around my waist. My ponytail trailed behind, and my high heels clicked back and forth as I fixed the drink he asked for;
"Bourbon- fill the glass to the top and bring it back to me."
I put the glass on a tray and walked back into the living room. There he was, waiting in his chair. He was smoking, and still fully dressed. I placed the tray on the table beside him. He tipped the ash from his cigarette and smiled. I had prepared the drink exactly as he asked.
"Good girl," he says. I smile, but before I can respond he says "get on your knees." I followed his instructions and sat on my knees before him. He picked up the glass;
"This is for you," my eyes widened
"You're going to drink this until this point-"
He pointed to a spot more than half way down the glass almost reaching the bottom;
"- then you can stop."
Nervously I nodded my head yes. He touched my chin, bringing my head up and said:
"I want to hear you say it."
I replied:
"Yes, Master"
He smiles and hands me the glass of bourbon. Before I start drinking he said-
"Take gulps, I want to watch you become intoxicated."
I began, taking one shot like sip before I put the glass down. It burns in a good way and I look at him and he nods:
"More"