ditzy-dolls:“MAID SERVICE HIRING,” the ad said. “COMPETITIVE PAY. FLEXIBLE HOURS. NO EXPERIENCE NECE

ditzy-dolls:“MAID SERVICE HIRING,” the ad said. “COMPETITIVE PAY. FLEXIBLE HOURS. NO EXPERIENCE NECESSARY.”Domestic work wasn’t exactly Viola’s dream job or anything, but she’d been laid off a few weeks back and was struggling to make ends meet. She pulled one of the paper tags at the bottom of the ad, stuffing it in her purse to investigate more later.When she called that evening, the woman on the other end had a warm, honeyed voice but a brusque demeanor. “Sensational Maid Service. You’re calling about the help wanted ad, yes? What’s your name?”“Uhm - well, yes, yes I am. My name’s Viola Vance, and I-”“Age?”“-I, uh. Twenty-nine.”“Any previous experience in this line of work?”“Well, no, but the ad did imply th-”“We’re doing intake screenings and preliminary training tomorrow morning. Can you come downtown at 9:15AM?”“..oh! Well, I didn’t expect things to get going so fast, but I suppose I could-”“Great. 4400 Boltzmann Boulevard, suite 2100. Second floor. We’ll see you then.”Viola blinked at the phone after the woman hung up. Weird, but… well, any job lead was a positive thing right now.———-This place could use their own services a bit more frequently, Viola thought snidely as she sat in the waiting area. The Sensational Maid Services office was dingy and drab, with a battered old office carpet and a faint acrid odor that she did her best to ignore. There were five other candidates waiting there, and they were all familiar to Viola. Not personally, just familiar in their circumstances. They were all young women, all trying to conceal the nervous energy and apprehension of someone who badly needs a job and badly doesn’t want that desperation to show. “Hello, girls!” a familiar voice said as a door opened on the far side of the room. The woman from the phone, it turned out, was a tall, angular redhead of some fifty years. She was beautiful in a sharp-featured, almost wolf-like way. “Come with me, please. You all filled out the intake surveys, yes?” The girls all nodded, handing her the clipboarded forms they’d been filling out. She set them aside and herded them all down the hall, to a small, dim room with a large TV on the wall. Metal folding chairs were scattered in the middle of the room. She directed them all to have a seat.“Alright. Thank you for coming in today. My name is Ms. Hathaway, and I run this operation. We have a significant client demand, so lucky for you all, the hiring process is accelerated right now. I’m going to show you a quick intro video about the job and your responsibilities, and if after that you’re interested, we’ll get you on board. Sound good?”The girls all nodded quickly. Ms. Hathaway smiled. “Excellent! Now, just pay attention, please.” She stepped aside and pressed a button on the TV. As the screen came to life, she stepped out of the room. Viola heard the door click closed behind them as the screen flashed–———-“-so, what do you all think?”Viola blinked. Ms. Hathaway was turning off the TV. The other girls around her, she saw in her periphery, were sitting up, blinking, looking around. Viola’s back and knees ached, as though she’d been sitting in the same position for a long time. Her mouth was dry and her eyes stung as Ms. Hathaway turned on the lights.Ms. Hathaway grinned at the disoriented room of girls. “Well? Are you interested in being my good little maids, then?”Viola felt an electric jolt at the base of her spine at the question. She heard a couple of the other girls inhale sharply, little hissing gasps of excitement. All together, they eagerly chimed “Yesss, Ms. Hathaway!”“Good girls. I’m glad to hear it. Go ahead and move on to the next room, you can get set up in your uniforms.”The girls got up quickly. Viola’s stomach tingled and fizzed with excitement. She got the job! She was going to be a maid! This was wonderful. It was the perfect job for her!The other girls seemed filled with the same glee she was feeling. They cooed to themselves as the entered the next room, saw gorgeous little maid outfits hanging up for them. Viola was a little surprised at first at how skimpy they all were - skirts that would barely cover anything, midriff-baring low-cut tops, lace everywhere, shiny materials that seemed closer to fetishwear than clothes for working in. That apprehension burned away fast, though. She was going to look so hot!One of the other girls, a busty blonde with cute little pouty lips, smiled at her. “I’m so excited,” she said as she pulled a uniform off the rack. “This is the perfect job for me!”Viola giggled. “That’s so funny,” she said, “I was just thinking literally the same thing!” The other girl giggled right back.The girls stripped down without any second thoughts. Being naked around each other seemed automatic. Not even natural, necessarily - just something that didn’t merit even thinking about. Good maids are comfortable naked, Viola thought, wondering where she’d heard that before.Getting dressed took a little while. After all, the room was full of a half-dozen mostly-naked eager, giggling, sexy, brand-new maids. Viola wasn’t sure who kissed who first, but the room dissolved gradually into a mass of playful kisses and gropes and squeezes and caresses. It was all just so hot and fun and nice and wonderful…———-Things were sort of a blur after that. Vivi remembered Ms. Hathaway coming in eventually and getting control of the giggling, writhing pile of girl on the floor. Getting everyone in uniform, inspecting them. She picked a willowy, dark-skinned beauty to kneel on the floor and lick her pussy while she addressed the girls. Vivi felt hot waves of jealousy as she watched the other girl kneel blissfully. She could feel the way the other girls stared, knowing they shared her envy. I’m a good maid, my job is to serve Ms. Hathaway, she thought sharply.Ms. Hathaway told them about their new jobs, how things would be. Some of them would be shipped off to long-term positions. Others would handle short-term work and day jobs. “Whatever you’re assigned to, you’ll do your tasks with a smile, right girls?”“Yes, Ms. Hathaway!” they eagerly said as one.“That’s right. And what are good maids wiling to do?”Vivi shivered at the question. Her own voice disappeared perfectly into the chorus of the roomful of eager, obedient maids. “Anything the client needs!” Vivi imagined a rapid flash of tasks as she said that - on her hands and knees, scrubbing the floor, her miniscule skirt riding up. Placing down a plate in front of some anonymous man, then kneeling beside him as he ate. Her hands interlocked behind her as the lady of the house inspected her breasts, her legs, every inch of her body, skin flushed with excitement. Lying back and spreading her legs, letting the client fuck her wildly on the bed she’d just perfectly made.She heard the other girls gasp and coo and giggle and sigh as they pictured the same things. She knew they were fantasizing just like she was. A good maid is always wet and eager, she thought.“Very good, girls,” Ms. Hathaway said. “I’m proud of you. You’re going to make me a lot of money, I’m sure.” The girls cooed pleasantly at that. “It’s about time to get to work, but first-” she snapped her fingers “-cum for me.”Vivi’s body obeyed, instantly, every bit of wiring in her brain twisting towards that one goal. She hear her own moans and cries entwining with the other subservient fuckmaids cumming with her, and she felt her knees buckle, and her vision blur.———-When she came to, Vivi’s wonderful brand new life had begun. First Splash, then me, now Moq! What is going on here!? -- source link

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