Hiring a maid

- I want you to follow the terms of your contract.


Elizabeth thought for a moment but what choice did she have as she stood frozen in place. Finally she responded "Yes Sophia whatever you desire." Elizabeth did not even realize the signal she had just sent to Sophia.

- You do remember what my mother told you, don't you?

"Of course Miss Sophia .... that ... that you .... you can tell me what to do .... and I .... I must do.. What you request." As Elizabeth stammered, Sophia remained calmed. Elizabeth had yet to realize, her draw to the Sophia's confidence.
 
Sophia leaned a bit forward on her seat and let her finegrs trail along with the crop along Elizabeth's nice soft butt. She loved the sensation of it. She looked as goosebumps popped and she smiled. She stared intently at the details of the perfect ass. This one was a good choice. She thanked her mother warmly but silently to have chosen Elizabeth.
She reclines back in her armchair, leaning back, playing with her crop.

- now remove the thong, Elizabeth.
 
Elizabeth stood unsure if she heard correctly what Sophia had asked her to do. Still she was afraid to look back or ask.

The room was quiet, as she shifted, her heels echoed on the floor.

Finally she found the courage to speak. "Excuse me Sophia ... did you ... say to take off my panties." She blushed at the word, though she failed to realize simply how turned on she was by this.
 
Sophia's voice suddenly carried anger and she talked harshly in a louder tone.

- OK Elizabeth, I'll say it again because it's your first day and you probably don't know how obedient you have to be.

The crop clacked with a loud thud on the arm of Sophia's armchair.

- I don't want to ask something twice ever again. Take off those panties now!
 
Elizabeth jumps as she hears the change in tone of Sophia, then the crop clashes. The slapping sound peircing.

"yes as you request Miss Sophia." Elizabeth responds. she needs this job, what choice does she have.

Her hands tug at the waist of the thong, slowly sliding past her hips and from her ass. The cool air hits her pussy. She trembels unsure of what she is doing.
 
Sophia appreciated the show with a broad smile. The large mirror gave her the vision of one smooth and nice pussy, all bare and neatly shaved. Lovely. She wanted to taste it, but no need to rush it all and risk to compromise anything.
Instead she shoved the crop between Elizabeth' thighs and pulled the panties down in a quick move, all the way to the girl's feet. Then she pulled the dress down again.

- Better that way, no risk of a line at all sweetie...

Sophia stood up and walked to face Elizabeth. She smiled at her before turning to the door.

- Follow me, there's a place I want to show you.
 
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Elizabeth stood frozen as the crop pushed between her thigh for only a moment grazing her pussy, then a swift movement and her tiny thong was pulled to her feet. She had no idea how to feel, afraid,violated ... she did not know.

Finally Sophia pulled her dress down, the satin lining carressing her ass as it fell. Elizabeth had never felt so sexually vulnerable. She still had not realized her attraction to the control Sophia had.

Yet without a word, she followed the attractive young woman as they walked slowly, Elizabeths heels echoing with each step.
 
In the brushing sounds of her silky night clothing, Sophia led the way in the dimly litted halls, never looking back, just making sure Elizabeth was following at the sound of her heels. her own bare feet made no noise at all on the wooden floor. She wlaked silently along the halls to the west wing, to a door at the end of a long hall, a large solid wooden door that she opened with a key. She turned the lights on. Inside was a large bed, but also many different things. Chains, ropes, a large wardrobe, chairs, armchairs, mirrors, a small bookshelf, a table and different furniture with drawers. It was dimly litted with special tones in purple and red.

Sophia entered, and turned to face Elizabeth, looking into her eyes...

- This is my private room. more private than my bedroom. You'll be the only one allowed in here to clean it and maintain it in a perfect hygiene state. I'm very strict about this. Besides, you don't have the right to talk to anyone about what's in here ; if you do, I?ll know it and I won't be very pleased. Do you understand Elizabeth?
 
Elizabeth walked behind Sophia watching her, scanning her body for an indication of weakness. Though there was none. The young woman was in control of more than Elizabeth realized.

They stopped at a door, her heart raced. Sophia's confidence only made her more nervous. The satin lined dress reminded her of her lack of panties.

As the door opened it creaked almost silently. Elizabeth stood her eyes wide open at what she saw. It was as the room was from a movie, a dark movie.

Was this the room Suzanna had mentioned? Sophia confirmed it was by telling her it must be kept secret that only Elizabeth was allowed to clean the room.

She gazed around, what was this all for. Everything was foreign to her, did Sophia realize how sexually naive Elizabeth was.

Still Elizabeth finally responed. Her voice quivered quietly as she confirmed her willingness to partake. "Yes Sophia ... I understand...."
 
Sophia then brought Elizabeth out of the room and closed it. She held a second key of the room in front of Elizabeth's eyes.

- This is for you. And you only. Make sure it's cleaner than everwhere else. Every day. And come in here ASAP if I ask you to come. You understand?

She was looking straight into the girl's eyes. A direct and strict gaze. Elizabeth was lovely. Cute. And despite being a bit older she seemed softer. Sophia smiled at the idea of what she would to with her. That would be delightful moments.
 
Elizabeth's hunger to learn more of the room was left burning as Sophia closed the door. Then the key appeared, like a gold piece to hypnotize her.

"Yes Sophia I understand." Elizabeth responded, not really understanding.

unbeknown to herself, she had fallen for Sophia's game, Elizabeth had so easily become a willing pawn for the Mistress Sophia. Why was that, was it simply her desire to please or to be wanted. Maybe it was Sophia had an eye for women with that burning desire, a desire the women refused to acknowledge, a desire until exposed the women did not know existed, or maybe a combination making Elizabeths desire all that deeper.
 
Without a look back, Sopahi returned through the halls to her room. And layed alone in her bed. She didn't get to sleep quickly. So aroused at the ideas of Elizabeth, she played with herself, her hands and fingers knowing where to go and what to do, until she climaxed on her silky sheets. From there she drifted into a sleep full of wet dreams.

In the morning she went to her classes and after all of them came back home. It was only after supper that she realized she couldn't wait longer. She put on a corset with dress that she really loved and reached her private room in the west wing. She then sent a message to the servant's house asking for Elizabeth to come here. And she waited in her large comfortable armchair, facing the door, playing with her crop.
 
The day had been long, as Elizabeths first full day as a maid, along with her two classes at the university. She pondered her day, how she had avoided the questions from Suzanna to keep her secret with Sophia. How her mind lingered fro attention from Sophia, though as she say her this morning when their paths crossed, Sophia had not even returned a smile.

She relined in the bath, soaking, relaxing and enjoying the moment, when her phone buzzed. Who now she thought, at first she did not recognize the number, yet still she viewed the text. Her heart jomped upon seeing Sophia had requested her presence. Elizabeth quickly dried off, upon entering her bedroom she again spotted an outifit laid out for her. This time there was only heels and the dress. Nothing more, no panties, no bra. Though from looking at the dress there was no chance of a panty line. Still Elizabeth did not as uncomfortable as she believed it would make her.

Dresed she tried to sneak out, yet most the staff sat in the common area. Where ya going ... a date" Suzanna asked, yet she knew. She had seen this before with the previous maid. She knew that Sophia had discovered Elizabeth.

"Miss Sophia has requested my presence." Sophia tried to excuse herself. The night was chilly, a light breeze lifted her dress, cooling the hot lips of her wet pussy, sending an erotic thrill throughout her soul. Again the house was quiet. As she walked the halls her heels announced her presence even before she arrived at Sophia's door. What she had not expected, was the gentle caress upon her ass the enitre walk as the satin lining of the dress teased her.

She wanted to walk right in, yet though she figured the door was unlocked and there was little chance Sophia would come and open the door, she knocked. "knock knock knock"

Eizabeths dress
 
The knock at the door was soft. Almost shy. But it was done in a reasonnable time from the message ; reasonnable for a first one, that would have to be better later.

- Come in.

As Elizabeth entered the room, Sophia gave her an appreciating glance and smile, pleased with the way the dress fitted her.

- Close the door and come closer.

Sophia wa slingering in her armchair, laying back and relaxed.

- Come here right in front of me and kneel, sweetheart.

As always her voice was confident. Strong. Pushing to be obedient. but not loud. not cold. Not hard.
 
Elizabeth entered and as expected Sophia was sitting waitng for her. She was wearing a spectacular red corseted dress which was quite a contrast for the flirty dress Elizabeth wore. The dress Sophia wore spoke of her confidence that she knew she would be looked at, where as the dress Elizabeth wore was flirty as if she hoped for someone to notice her. The dresses matched each girls personalities.

Elizabeth had wanted to say good evening yet, she Sophia had not addressed her as such, instead commanding her yet in a subtle way. The commands more requests. She walked toward Sophia, wanting to move fast, yet she knew that was not required. She moved slowly, making sure her feet stepped before the other with each step, knowing this would allow the dress to sashay across her ass as Sophia watched,. Now she stood only a couple feet from her, for a moment forgetting she had been asked to kneel, then recalling that she began her assent. First slowly and delicately shifting her heeled feet, finally she was on her knees, then she moved further down, as she did the dress speared, covering her legs, her ass now resting on the spiked heels.

Now Elizabeth had to look up to Sophia, as she did she wondered what it was she wanted with her, why her, still her lips parted in a nervous smile, but she remained silent.
 
Sophia watched Elizabeth approach with her appreciative smile. The girl took her time, that was good. Surely more because of some shyness, but that was good. It gave time for Sophia to have the anticipation run in her veins and raise the heat of her body. Elizabeth was cute, delicate, so sexy. As she knelt, that was a vision that turned Sophia completely on, it was perfect, with her gaze looking up at her.

- Stay silent please.

Sophia's hand went to a nearby drawer and fumbled in it, taking from it a necklace... a special necklace, something tight, a choker in fact. it was made of black fabric adorned with silvery jewelry in the form of rings. Sophia leaned and closed the choker around Elizabeth's neck.
She then stood up from her armchair and walked around Elizabeth, very slowly, her heels echoing on the floor. As she stood behind the obedient maid, Sophia leaned and took her wrists, producing a pair of handcuffs and closing them around Elizabeth's wrists. She then walked again slowly around the girl, her hand running in her soft hair, and she get back to sit on her armchair, looking down at her maid with a smile.

- There you really look good.
 
Elizabeth watched as Sophia got up. here was something alluring about her, something that kept her attention, something about this young woman Elizabeth had never expected from another woman.

Her heart jumped as she felt Elizabeth,s soft hand touch her neck as she placed the choker necklace around her neck. The touch excited her, though she was motionless her own heart reaced, the necklace was snug and the dangly rings cool on her neck. It honestly felt nice to her, though she had little idea of Sophias expectations for her.

She looked up, feeling not in control yet safe. She did not fear, then Sophia moved around behind her, and first gently nudged her left hand behind her, then her right. The position caused her small breasts to thrust forward. She shivered a bit as the cool metal touched her wrist, for a moment she thought it may be a bracelet to compliment the necklace. Click ... then silence, what was that .. click .... Elizabeth felt her wrist encompassed, click ... click. The grip of the cuff was firm, yet not harsh.

What was she doing ... she should run ... scream ... pull her arms forward and not allow this ... ask her to stop. Elizabeth did none, she craved the glimmier of a touch she would feel as Sophia held her right hand behind her .... click ..... click ... she paused between each, seducing Elizabeth deeper into her web.

Sophia staid still, less her breathing causing her breasts to lift with each breath. She remained still, knowing her arms were bound behind her, though not pulling at them to confirm, even without the cuffs she would have remaned in he position Sophia had put her in.

There you really look good.

Sophia's smiled her approval just before speaking. Elizabeth was pleased that she approved, yet the young vulnerable maid did not know the game she was playing. Even so she returned the smile, though nervous.
 
Sophia lifted her foot in its heel and rested it in Elizabeth's shoulder. THe girl seemed so young, even older than herself. She hadn't moved, and that wa srare ; the previous ones had tried to resist, some had even resisted for real. But today was different. Elizabeth was different. Although she didn't seem completely ready for this, her eyes were telling Sophia that she was asking for this.
With her foot on Elizabeth's shoulder, Sophia moved her leg a bit. Her soft stocking caressed Elizabeth's cheeck. In this position, with her legs open and one lifted, Sophia had her dress lifted too. She knew she was revealing her legs in the seamed held-up stockings until the top, her bare skin, and there the red silky panties she was wearing.

- Kiss my stockings, Elizabeth...
 
Elizabeth remained still, maybe it was fear of disappointing Sophia. Yet she watched this young woman so confident in who she was. That alone appealed to Elizabeth. She seemed to approve of Elizabeth, had she done this before or was Elizabeth her first.

What was it she really wanted from her. She felt the satin stocking of Sophia against her cheek, her head did not waiver as she remained still. She had felt the sensation of stockings before, as she had worn stockings and touched stockings, yet this was different, more sensual, the staoking pulled tight against Shophias flesh was slick and sensual as if being used to seduce the young maid.

It was impossible not to follow the stocking covered leg, the bare skin near the top of her thigh, the gleaming red satin panties. Elizabeth had never felt this for a woman before.

Kiss my stockings, Elizabeth...[

Elizabeths eyes grew wide, did she say to kiss her stockings, realy. She licked her own lips, making them glisten, her mouth open slightly. Should she she wondered, it was the first time Elizabeth had paused before acting.

Her eyes moved from Sophia's seductive stocking covered legs, to Sophia's eyes as if looking for an answer.
 
Sophia's eyes suddenly becoma very hard. A stern gaze, anger raising behind it. He rface was hard and cold suddenly.

- What are you waiting for?

She showed the crop she had been playing with and waved it in front of Elizabeth's eyes.

- Do you want me to ask a second time?

She pressed her heel on Elizabeth's shoulder a bit.
 
At the site of the crop Elizabeth grew wide eyed, accented by Sophia's sharp heel pushing into her shoulder. Her look and tone had changed, Elizabeth was upset that she had brought this moment.

She shook her head as if to say nothing, she was waiting for nothing, but she had no clue what she was to do. No no do not ask a second time, she thought knowing she had to do something.

Her lips parted and she bowed a bit forward, laying a soft sensual kiss, barely touching Sophia's stocking clad leg, the satin stocking teasing her lips. She pulled back a bit, moving a few inches up her leg, and plated another soft kiss. As she kissed, the soft satin stocking teased her lips, in contrast to the sharp heel pushing into her shoulder, yet the contrast made her feel passionately alive.
 
Sophia smiled again, her face getting softer, like pleased... She lifted her foot from Elizabeth's shoudle ron the second kiss, allowing the girl to lean further.

- That's good my dear, go on and kiss upwards, you're doing right now.

Sophia was laying back o her amrchair, legs parted, one extended towards Elizabeth, feelin the warm breath of the maid as she made her way kissing along her stockings.
 
Slowly Elizabeth would move a bit foruth up Sophia's leg with each kiss. To a point she was leaning forward too far, slipping she nearly lost her balence, her head fell forward and now was just above the knee about 2".

"I am so sorry Miss Sophia." She whispered afraid to look her in the eye, then planted a soft kiss. As she pulled back she realized she was leaving a trail of lipstick on Sophia's stockings.
 
Sophia smiled at the awkward movement. Nothing bad, she just wasn't used to change her balance, to not use her hands for this. There was a beginning in everything.

- That's not a problem.

Sophia pulled her leg, resting it on the arm of the armchair, the other parted too, giving full aceess and view to her panties.

- Come on closer sweetheart.
 
Elizabeth was relieved with Sophia's calm tone Sophia was now spread wide for her, what was she expecting. Elizabeth could sense the aroman of Sophia's sexual excitment in the air. Her kiss lingered, though her lipstick had worn thin and was no longer staining her stockings.

She looked to Sophia and heard her request to come closer, her lips moved further up Sophia's thigh.
 
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