The Naive Housewife
by
Inanimate77
It was a rather dull Tuesday afternoon as Kate, a bored housewife, began window shopping at her favorite department store. Last night she had gotten into a fight with her husband, Carl. Kate really wanted to purchase a housemaid to help out around the home, but her husband had refused. He expected that Kate should maintain the home.
With her thirties fast approaching, Kate was a bit depressed. She had given up her job as a consultant after getting married so that she and Carl could start a family, but unfortunately that was not going to plan. Now she found herself alone at home wasting her elite education from Cornell in Economics.
Browsing the store windows provided Kate with a hint of joy. She had always hoped for a housemaid, but it seemed so far out of her reach. When she got pregnant, Carl had offered to buy her one. However, this fact only made her inability to conceive more frustrating.
Sarah spotted the young housewife and saw a potential sale. Dressed in her expensive leggings and shirt, she looked like the sort of woman who had too much money. Sarah was more than happy to help her part with some of those funds. It was a slow day and the successful saleswoman was eager to get things moving as she confidently walked over to the potential customer.
"Do you see anything that you like?" Sarah asked as she smiled.
Kate almost jumped, taken aback by the sudden question. She had been lost in her thoughts and almost completely forgotten where she was. She nervously played with her hair and avoided eye contact as she replied, "I don't know... maybe."
Sarah patted Kate's arm reassuringly, sensing her discomfort. "We have a great selection of housemaids that are sure to make your home sparkle," she suggested warmly, leading Kate towards the various housemaids on display in the store.
Kate felt a bit overwhelmed by all the choices, but also strangely excited by the prospect of having a housemaid at her disposal. She couldn't imagine making such a big purchase without consulting Carl first, but it still felt nice to be noticed and treated like an important customer for once. Her gaze lingered on each one for just a moment before moving onto the next, occasionally asking Sarah questions about particular models.
As the two women walked through the housemaid section, Sarah sported a large smile. This was going well. Although she remained focused, a part of her was already mentally counting the commission she would receive from making the sale. After spending twenty minutes with Kate and making the rounds throughout the whole section Sarah asked, "So have you made a decision?"
The response she received was unexpected. "Ummm... actually I'm not sure. I will need to consult my husband."
That made Sarah's blood boil. Had she wasted her time on this woman. Still all might not be lost. If Kate were serious about buying, Sarah could convince her to put a deposit down to prevent a slave from being bought. That was a good gauge to determine the seriousness of a buyer. "Well our slaves do move quickly. Would you like to put a deposit down to hold your favorite model?"
"Oh I liked so many, I am sure one of them will still be available when we come back." While Kate had enjoyed herself, she really had no intention of buying. She also felt a bit guilty about wasting the saleswoman's time.
Sarah's bullshit meter immediately went off and she realized that she had wasted nearly half an hour with this woman. It took everything in her power to hide the fact that she was pissed. Kate was going to pay for this and Sarah had just the idea. She was going to pitch the housewife on the full slave immersion experience.
"Most customers don't realize that our store offers an incredibly unique and rare opportunity," Sarah began in a low, persuasive tone. "An experience so powerful it will forever change how you view the world. We call it the 'Slave Immersion Experience'. For a select few, we offer the chance to put themselves in the shoes of a slave--to feel what it's like to be treated as property, without actually becoming one."
Sarah saw Kate's eyes widen with curiosity and she knew that she had her hooked. "We only offer this service to a handful of customers each year, but those who do choose to participate receive an amazing 20% discount on their purchase of a slave," she continued, stressing the rarity of this opportunity.
"You would get first hand experience at what it feels like from being a slave at our store. We would dress you in one of the uniforms and put you up on display. Although it is a slow day, I am sure I could find a few customers to come by and have a look at you."
Something about this offer just didn't seem right and Kate was wise to be nervous about the offer. She couldn't possibly know that Sarah made her first sale after accidentally selling her friend. Although that was not her intention. After coming to terms with what she had done and enjoying the fat commission, Sarah realized selling free women was a great way to make a fast buck. Given they cost the store nothing, the profit margin was very high, which ultimately resulted in a bigger commission. So where a regular slave paid 10%, the store was willing to pay 25% for these unusual situations. Of course, this created a bit of a perverse incentive, but everyone just looked the other way.
Kate was really intrigued but her cautious nature was still holding her back, "and this is completely safe?"
"Of course, we can't actually sell a free person. You just get to experience everything up to that point. We do this so our newer sales reps can get some practice. It also provides our customers with a unique thrill. This will be an experience that you will never forget, which will bring your back to our store every time you're in the market for a new slave."
Sarah saw the gears in Kate's head start to turn and she knew she had her. "So what do you think? Are you ready to take the plunge?"