CHAPTER 3
Mr. Kane's residence was a huge mansion and several smaller structures, situated atop a gently sloping hill. A tall iron fence surrounded the entire property. A pair of robotic sentries looked on, their heat-rays pointed up towards the heavens, as the cab passed between them and under the gate.
The mansion itself was a dark Victorian style building with deep red bricks cut from native bedrock. There was a separate but connected building to the left, fashioned in the same style. It had two garage doors, one of which rolled up as the cab approached.
"This is our stop," Zoe said, still trembling a little from Chloe's teasing. "Hurry, it only stops for a minute here, too. It ran off with pack once."
The door slid open and Chloe followed her out onto the polished stone floor. Seconds later the door slid back shut and the auto-cab rolled away. They were now standing in a spacious garage with high hanging rafters. There were several black auto-cars, like the one that she and the woman in the suit had rode in the night before. There was also a hover-car, and even a pair of heavy-duty jet-packs. This end of the building, however was kept relatively clear. There were two doors leading into the house. Zoe lead her past the main door to a second one, marked 'servants entrance.'
On the other side was a narrow room with dark stained, wooden lockers along one wall and black leather upholstered benches down the other. At the far end was the entrance into the main building. Zoe immediately went to a locker about midway down and pulled out a pair of shiny black boots and some sort of short belt. Then she stepped over to the bench and began pulling the boots on. They were very high, coming all the way up to her knees, with laces that spanned the entire length and heels so high that they essentially forced her to walk on her tiptoes. They looked absolutely elegant.
"You like? Ms. Rena, she's the senior maid, says they're called ballet boots. But thankfully, nobody's expected to dance in them," Zoe said with another little giggle that caused her glasses to slide down her nose.
"Do I get a pair," Chloe said, hopefully.
"They were actually my employee of the month award," Zoe said. She must have seen the look of disappointment on Chloe's face though, because she quickly added, "But I promise you can borrow them any time you want."
"Zoe, I'm sorry we never became friends before now," Chloe said.
"Thank you, that means a lot. I'm really glad we met," Zoe said with sincerity in her voice.
Zoe stood up, almost as tall as Chloe in those gorgeous boots, and wrapped her arms tightly around her. The feeling Zoe's latex clad body pressed against her own quickly reminded Chloe of just how horny she was. She tried to stifle it but a tiny moan escaped her lips. By now her panties were thoroughly soaked with her sex juices. One touch. She was sure of it. Just one touch would be enough to send her over the edge.
"We'd better get going. Shift's about to start. Can you help me with this?" Zoe said, finally pulling back away and holding out the belt.
Chloe took the item and studied it. It wasn't a belt after all. It was a wide, leather collar with an oversized, shiny steel ring in front and matching buckle in back. Zoe took a deep breath as Chloe wrapped it around her latex neck and buckled it. Apparently, she liked the way it felt.
"One tighter, please. I hate when it's too loose," Zoe said.
Chloe of course obliged and then they were on they're way. On the other side of the door was a small meeting room/staff lounge. A little grin crossed her lips as she realized it was nicer than her teachers' lounge. There were two very plush looking sofas and a commercial food dispenser. Presently there were two temptresses and a succubus, dressed similarly to Zoe, standing near a door on the opposite wall. Another temptress, dressed in a red maid uniform with black accents, stood with her back to Chloe and Zoe, passing out daily assignments to them. As she did, her tail slowly swayed this way and that, like the pendulum of an old Earth clock.
"That's Ms. Rena. She's really nice, but you don't want to get on her bad side," Zoe said.
One by one, the three maids headed out to begin their day's chores. The last of them, a pretty pink skinned temptress with long braided pigtails, waived and winked at the newcomer before disappearing.
"Oh, you must be Chloe," Ms. Rena said when she turned and saw the two standing there.
"Yes, ma'am," Chloe said.
Ms. Rena smiled and walked over. She was tall, and thin, with black rimmed glasses, and a tight hair bun. She walked with an air of utter confidence. Her heels clicked sharply against the stone tiles beneath and her large breasts, which seemed to jut out from her chest, jiggled oh so slightly with each step.
"I take it, this is your first job?" Ms. Rena asked.
"Yes, ma'am," Chloe repeated, trying not to seem too intimidated.
"Well, there's no need to be nervous, dear. We do have a job to do but we also like to enjoy ourselves. If she hasn't already, I'm sure Zoe here will tell you all about our biweekly get-togethers," Ms. Rena said.
Judging by the smile on Zoe's face, those get-togethers must have really been something. After sending Zoe off to do her assigned chores, Ms. Rena took Chloe on an abbreviated tour of the mansion. Here and there, she saw the other maids at work. One was busy dusting in a sitting area, another was sweeping, and at one point a pair that she didn't recognize could be seen carrying baskets full of clean uniforms down a hallway.
Everywhere she looked, Chloe saw beautiful artwork and detailed craftsmanship. Mr. Kane's home was the perfect gothic style mansion. It was hard to concentrate on much of it though, with Ms. Rena's hips and ass swaying so gracefully in front of her wherever they went.
At the end of the tour they came to another small room. This one was set up as a kind of infirmary. Ms. Rena closed and locked the door behind them.
"Um... Ma'am, what are we doing here? I don't feel ill or anything," Chloe said, a little confused.
"Oh, nothing like that, dear. We use the medical scanner to take exact measurements for your uniform. Why don't you go ahead and strip down so we can get this out of the way?" Ms. Rena explained.
Chloe bit her lip. If she hadn't noticed already, Ms. Rena would absolutely see how wet her pussy was if she undressed.
"Ma'am, I- um... Is there any way I could do this later," she asked, hopefully.
"My dear, you have nothing to be bashful about. I can tell already that you have a gorgeous body. Believe me, you wouldn't have been hired if you didn't," Ms. Rena said.
She sounded compassionate enough, but it was clear what was expected of Chloe. And she didn't want to get on Ms. Rena's bad side. So she began by unbuttoning her shirt. Then she sat on the exam table and pulled her heels and knee socks off. But all too quickly she came to that skirt, just barely long enough to conceal her secret. She had to peel her panties off. Ms. Rena didn't notice right away as she was fidgeting with the boxy medical scanner. But when she did look up, her eyes went straight to Chloe's glistening red pussy lips.
"Oh, I hadn't realized you were that excited about the job," she said with a grin.
Chloe blushed. "I- I'm sorry. I...," she was absolutely flustered.
"It's okay, darling. You're surrounded by beautiful women in latex. If you weren't a little turned on by it all, I'd be worried. Now, go ahead and stand up," Ms. Rena said.
"Really?" Chloe said, much relieved.
"Why, of course," Ms. Rena said, holding up the device and scanning. "Just make sure that if you need to take care of any, eh hem, urges, that you do it on break. Understood?"
"Yes, ma'am," Chloe said.
Having Ms. Rena watch her naked while giving her orders to turn this way or that was really starting to make the juices flow even worse. Especially when she told her to bend over and grab her ankles. She just imagined her coming up behind her and whispering in her ear not to move while she slid her fingers into Chloe's hungry pussy, finally giving her the relief she needed. But just as she was about to cum, Ms. Rena would whisper into her ear again.
