Need a House Keeper

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The ad read like such, "Owner looking for a full time house keeper. Living arrangements can be provided and no experience necessary. Please call 679-555-1978 if interested. Bring references and dress to impress." Seemed rather normal. Someone who perhaps was looking for work after having no luck on the current job market may reply to such an ad.

A number of people did. Though he was rather picky. He was looking for someone that would be physically attractive as well as someone who wouldn't be missed. So that would leave him with a narrow search. Both men (who had no chance of a job) and women had applied and so far none were receiving a call back.

Everything was being conducted on his property. A rather large estate that seemed isolated as it was off the main road and down a stone path. The mailbox out on the street would give a hint of where his place was. People rarely would visit and no one thought twice about the property even when it was mostly dark.

Mr. Syntar was the name he had given to the latest hopeful. The time of day was 2:00pm. Felt it wouldn't be too late and make someone uncomfortable about having to travel back to the house. He was currently waiting his next applicant having just continued down his list as he awaited her to arrive. At least he knew it was a female having talked to her on the phone and been given her name. Perhaps she would be the one to meet his requirements that he didn't share with anyone.
 
Carly stopped at the mailbox looking at the noted she scribbled "This must be the place" she sighed under her breathe.

The house had an odd feeling as slowly walked towards to. Carly felt a shiver down her spine. She reached the front door and waited a moment she pulled out her mirror from her handbag. She played with her auburn hair checking her make up and touching up her red lipstick.

Carly quickly adjusted her black skirt, was a little tight for a job interview but her best friend insisted she wore it as it did look good the way it hugged her hips. Her hands ran over her blouse adjust her ample breasts.

Carly undid another button on her blouse sighing " I really need this job lets hope sex sells a bit"

She really hated housekeeping as a job, she thought these days were behind her. After the company she was working for closed due to bankruptcy, she had worked her way up to Sales Manager but now the bills were piling up and she needed anything.

Carly had flashbacks and shuddered as she thought of her days housekeeping and going to collage were over.

Ok just knock on the door and to this she thought and taking a deep breath Carly hit the doorbell.
 
The bell rang just about on time. Punctuallity was a good thing. He would look through the little peep hole in the door at the figure standing there on the porch. A smile coming across his features as he opened the door slowly but fully.

He stood there with that polite smile on his face. His features showed he was a man in the middle of his life. His hair was brown with hints of lightness to it, perhaps from the sun, as well as specks of gray. His eyes were blue and seemed inviting as he would look at her with a slightly puzzled look on his face. "Carly right?"

He asked the question as if he wanted to make sure. He wasn't certain if it was or wasn't her. Though with his first glance over her, he was hoping that it was.
 
As the door slowly crept open Carly stood there, she looked at the man standing before her. She looked at him, his hair caught her eye then he spoke.

"yes Mr. Syntar...." Carly held out her hand nervously. "I'm here about the housekeeping position?"

Carly stood there trying to peek in the house, he whole situation felt a little odd, something wasn't right.
 
He would nod his head as he stood to one side. "Please come in..." He noticed she wasn't in a coat or anything so asking to take it would be redundant.

There would be perhaps an air of tension. As if this was the calm before the storm. Though the way he would carry himself, he didn't seem like he was going to be any trouble.

"I see you did as the ad said... came dress to impress..." A smile creeping up on his face once again as he would wait for her to move inside before he would close the door behind her. His hand would motion towards the sitting area as he would move to the single chair leaving her the couch. There was a fire place here as well as a coffee table. A bookcase was along one of the walls as well as some paintings.

"So I believe you said you have experience as a housekeeper?" Getting to business.
 
She felt her face get warm at the comment concerning her attire, and smiled politely noticing the grin he had.

As Carly walked in taking in her surroundings as she slowly walked in and was shown the couch to sit on. The seating arrangement felt odd but she sat down crossing her legs showing her thigh a little.

"Yes Mr. Syntar" Carly spoke "I worked my way through school doing housekeeping" she paused "it has been a few years since I did last, but I can pick it up again very easy rest assured"
 
He would take a seat on the single chair that seemed to cost more than anythign else in the room. As if it was his chair, his throne. A place of honor. His head tilting to the side as he watched her some. Nodding his head to her response. "I am sure it isn't going to be anythign too difficult for you..."

A look over her form was given before he leaned forward some resting his hands on the armrests of the chair. "So... you have no problem staying here full time? I just find it will be easier than you commuting... plus room and board is included... also you will may need to be on call at various times of the day... and evening..."

His question was attempting to see if she would be missed by anyone being her constantly.
 
Carly sat there, she felt like a deer stuck in a headlight. His chair was so detailed and the way he spoke to her, looking at her.

"not at all sir" she paused "if I am hired that is. I can be ready as soon as you needed me"she straighten her skirt nervously.

"I uh just broke up with my boyfriend" carly started "so this position and being here would be a nice start." Smiling slightly .

Carly couldn't help looking around the room, it was so big and everything in it was so unique. The detail on the fireplace. The crackling of the fire echoed in the large room.

Carly looked back nervously taking in the man before her, she could feel his eyes on, her body. It made her uncomfortable especially seeing as he wanted it in the ad.
 
"I am sorry to hear about your recent break up... I know they can be difficult... I am sure your looking for something more permanent..." Little expression showing on his face as he spoke to her. Few women wouldn't be looking for something a bit more long term.

His one leg would lift and cross over the other. Ankles of his pants riding up some showing no skin as his socks were much higher. He tilted his head to one side as he brought his hands together. Pointers coming together as he motioned them forward towards her as if continuing his thought.

"Though I am sure you have family that has been helping you deal with everything..." Friends were important though family was normally always there for someone. That could be a deal breaker.
 
Carly leaned forward a little, it was just enough that Mr. Syntar could get a glimpse down, whic Carly was sure he would do as he already been feeling the looks at stares.

She sat in the chair rather uncomfortable watching him, trying to read him watching him cross his legs. The line of questioning seemed rather odd.

"Family?" she started " No family Mr. Syntar, I left home at an early age. I really don't get along with them" Carly spoke quietly now "I haven't seen any family in 10 years" she looked at her hands.

"Mr. Syntar I can assure you that I have no other obligations or priorities that would distract me from the job" Carly was trying to sound assertive yet professional.
 
Well now. Could it be he found his unicorn? A smirk would come across his face as he nodded his head to the mention she left home. Having not seen her family in such a while, they wouldn't be missing her. Everything was sounding too good to be true.

"Oh I believe you Carly... I really do... I think your exactly the type of person I am looking for... so when can you start?" Well if it was up to him, which it was, it would be immediately. Though he was giving her a chance to plead a case as it were. Allow her to get some things.
 
Carly relaxed a lot when he he asked her when she could started. She was very happy Mr.Syntar gave her the job.

"Thank you so much sir" she smiled "I can start as soon as you'd like, I really don't have much to collect. I mean if you wanted me to I could stay now and get my stuff another day?" she felt like a fool now.

But Carly was really eager to start her new position, and impress her new boss. She needed this more then anything a fresh start and a new chapter in her life.
 
He would just watch her eyes light up with excitement. If she only knew. Though he didn't know much abotu her aside from her being physically attractive and realitively alone. Perhaps she would enjoy her new lifestyle.

"Why don't you get your things and come back later this evening... just don't see you having a lot of time in the next few days to make a trip out... have a lot of backlog of work to be done... you understand..."

He would rise from his seat and offer her his hand. Could be the last nice gesture he would give her in awhile. "So I will see you back here soon?" He would take out a key with his other hand as he offerred it to her. "Just in case I do not hear you knocking..."
 
Carly took the key from Mr.Syntar "Thank you sir, of course I understand" she smiled.

She left quickly and turned looking back at the house, Carly still had an odd feeling that something wasn't right but the excitement of having a job overrode anything.

Carly was in her room, packing the few things she had. Since she lost the job and boyfriend she ended up in a hotel room, she was very embarrassed by it so the job with Mr.Syntar was her lucky break not only for the money but to get out of the tiny room.

Looking around she made sure she had everything, her life was in a suitcase. Carly paid up the remainder of her bill and happily checked out.

Carly had only been gone for a few hours before she back at her new job. She stood in front of the house key in hand. Carly wasn't comfortable walking in even tho Mr.Syntar had given her a key, so she decided to knock taking a deep breath.
 
Things would be put into order once she had left. He had the room her was going to put her in all set. Though he wasn't expecting the knock on the door. He raised a brow as he walked to it.

He opened the door and saw Carly there bag in hand. He would look at her with slight confusion. "I thought I gave you a key so you can let yourself in? Difficulty following instructions.... we'll work on that..."

He would step aside to allow her to come in. "Why don't I show you to the room..." He was not going to call it her room. Nothing she had was going to be hers anymore. It all belonged to him. The door would be locked once she was inside.
 
She looked behind her as the door locked.

"I'm sorry Mr.Syntar sir, but I just felt uncomfortable using it right away." she confessed as she followed him. "Forgive me" she trailed off

Carly stayed behind him when he walked, she was looking around the large house. Studying it such ornate objects around.

"You have a lovely home" she commented quietly trying to make a little talk, but at the same time trying to get a bit of a better read on her new boss. "Such wonderful artworks too.
 
"I guess you could say I am collector of finer things.... there are few things that I do not have that I want..." He would respond to her statement with one of his own that could be interpretted a number of ways.

He would open a door that would be the room she would be staying in, especially when she was learning. "This here is the room... it is simply furnished right now... though I am sure it could change..."

He would step aside and allow her to look into the room that would have a bed, closet, bathroom, and a couple of pieces of furniture for clothing as well.
 
Carly wondered what this man could possibly want, it seemed as tho he had everything already. They stopped at a door.

When Mr.Syntar moved out of the way Carly was a little surprised by the room. The room had the bare minimal.

As Carly looked around she thought the hotel room had more furniture, but she couldn't complain really.

She slowly entered the room placing her bag down. Carly turned to Mr.Syntar "The room is fine and thank you" she smiled "So what would you like me to get started on? I can always unpack later"
 
He could tell she wasn't impressed by the room. He wasn't going to comment on it now though. He just stepped into the room with her and would stand infront of the doorway. "Well... I do have a preference for what you wear while working here..." A smirk would come across his face.

"Why don't you take a look... perhaps you find something to your liking..." He would motion to the large armoire knowing what was inside. Various lingerie and skimpy outfits for various looks of near nakedness. How would she react once she opened them. He knew it would be with shock and surprise. She may even get angry.
 
Carly watched Mr. Syntar standing in the door. She didn't like the smirk on his face as he was telling her that she had a uniform.

She went to the armoire opening it slowly expecting a typical housekeeping attire, but she stood there joking inside stunned. It was filled with lingerie, anything from lace to leather. A few what appeared to be dresses. Carly looked through them quickly, a chill went up her spine what kind of job was this?

Carly closed the door turning to Mr.Syntar "I.... I think I am, going. I'm not sure what kind of job this is or what you are trying here, but I'm not wearing that stuff!"

She went to grab her bag thinking what a dirty pig he was and stood in front of him in the door way "I think you may have mistaken me"
 
That smirk would remain on his face when she turned back to him after seeing his selection. A shake of his head was given to her. "Oh no... there is no mistake on my part.... I found exactly what I wanted in you."

He didn't move from the doorway as he looked to her. "Those are the clothes you will wear... if you choose not to wear them... you will wear nothing at all... Giving you a choice in clothing is a gift... refuse it and you will be punished..."

He was waiting to see her next move. Would she try to force by him... would she get violent. His heart raced with excitement.
 
Carly could just look at him dumbfounded he couldn't be serious.

"Ok wear those or wear nothing?" she laughed " refuse and I get fucking punished? What kind of a job is this? Not housekeeping" she was angry now.

She was not going to wear that stuff, it looked as if it came off a porn set or a strippers club. Carly was done.

"Excuse me" as she tried pushing past
 
"Oh this isn't a job... it is your life now." He wouldn't allow her to pass when she tried to push passed him. He would stand his ground. He was also certain the woman he chose didn't look like she could kick his ass.... perhaps that would be something to remember if he ever interviewed again... Do you know any form of martial arts?

Well it was apparent Carly did not. He would in turn place a hand to her shoulder. Fingers pressing into her tightly as he backed her up. He would push her closer to the bed as he leaned himself forward to allow his weight and height to help in making her move backwards. Unless she fell on her ass, he would have her up against the wall.

"You gave up your previous life the moment you came back here... you wished to be with me... so I am granted you that wish... now you belong to me... in every way..." Well he threw down the gauntlet it seemed.
 
Mr.Syntar didn't move when she tried to leave but stood there like a block.

Carly was now feeling panic spread through her, what was going. She heard him talking about this being her life now she closed her eyes for a second trying to gather herself. When she felt his hand on her shoulder.

His fingers digging in tightly on her pushing her back slowly "Hey Ow!" she gasped. Steadily pushing her back slowly she looked behind her to not fall and he pushed her into a wall, Carly looked at him with fear in her eyes now.


"You gave up your previous life the moment you came back here... you wished to be with me... so I am granted you that wish... now you belong to me... in every way..."


Carly tired speaking with confidence "I....I came here for a job....not to be with you" she started "I don't belong to you, or anybody."
 
He would smirk when she said she didn't belong to him or anybody. "You are half right with that statement... you don't belong to anyone... but me now..."

He would press her up against the wall with one hand as his other would reach behind the bed. There he would pull out a collar attached to a long chain.

"It doesn't need to be like this... if you just say your mine..." The collar was opened and ready to be placed around her neck. This was all probably a bit much for starters but why take things slow.
 
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