Becoming Her Maid Novels & Stories

When Dad turned away, her fiery eyes sliced me as she mouthed, “I am going to kill you.” An Omega comes into the dining room and curtsies. Mom perks up and beckons her closer. She was a short girl about 5’3, wearing a large fitted blue tunic with a white apron maid uniform. She seems cute with her messy blonde hair and oceanic blue eyes. With her head kept lowered, she nervously fidgets as Mom speaks, “Heron, this is Mikayla and she will be your new maid.” “What the hell for?” Immediately I snapped, pausing again on my meal.

She only wanted to help her family, but ended up experiencing a whole new world with the whole boy band. . . . END. * NEXT: Pleasuring the Maid She was a feisty maid, and her new master is surrounded by mystery. When pleasure and resistance collide, will our maid give in or will she continue to resist?

Janice asked the maids that were gossiping about her wrong doings in the past. “Of course you deserve a second chance but if you want us to give you a second chance then you must become a maid like us, instead of being an apprentice". I almost laughed out loud because of what the maid said to Janice. She deserves it, this is how she treated people that she was supposed to guide and tutor. “I can't go back to being a maid, I have already passed that stage”. Janice said. “But you don't know anything. You don't even know how to infuse relaxing herbs which is the simplest procedure”.

she started screaming again, "Queen... mother....! please have mercy on me, they will kill me if I do that...please" I left her hair and raised my hand, I observed that beating her up gave me other benefits too, my troublesome maid was now so much obedient, she instantly grabbed my hand and helped me raise. "Ok... Mang-er, do you know how to cook?" I asked my dearest maid and she nodded, "Yes... My lady" she moved forward and I just looked at those helpers and they jolted to her Manger,

With newfound resolve, I stood firm and repeated my response, this time projecting my voice louder and clearer. "Yes, ma'am!" I responded emphatically, gripping the foul-smelling hem of my gown, painfully aware of the offensive odor emanating from it. "Good. Once you've completed all the tasks I listed, one of the maids will assist you. You'll then have the opportunity to bathe and change into fresh attire. From this day forward, you are no longer a prisoner among others but a personal maid exclusively serving Queen Melissa," the head maid explained, to which I nodded in agreement.

ok wish me luck" So I decided to go where the maids usually get their equipment first One thing about maids in Dracula's castle, they are all witches and I mean literally witches I'm a Dude how am I supposed to pull off being a witch? I decided to use the cape my roommate gave to me since it changes one's appearance maybe it will change mine so I decided to wear it, i didn't notice any change but I decided to try my luck I took a broom and a mop and a duster "and you are?" one of the Maids asked my heart was beating so fast " I'm I'm new here, I'm the new maid" she walked towards me she moves very close to me and begin to study my face

Every hallway whispered of secrets, of betrayals sealed behind locked doors. And then she appeared. A maid. Short, dark eyes, and a grip that said she didn’t give a damn who I was. “You,” she snapped, grabbing my wrist with fingers like claws. “The women want a word with you.” Her nails dug in. I blinked. “Excuse me?” “They’re waiting.” “I—” I paused. “Do you know who I am?” “Of course.” Her lip curled. “You’re the boss’s new toy. Now move.”

She stated. “So, Mientras Estamos saliendo, sigo siendo tu sirvienta o consigo un reemplazo ( While we're dating, will I still be your maid or you'd get a replacement )?" She inquired. “I was thinking about that, you're no more the maid. The new one would start tomorrow, and then you become the caretaker. You run the affairs of my home, my home is your office." He told her as he leaned in for a kiss.

She pulled me toward her by grabbing both of my shoulders. I gave her a short nod and gave her a close look, "Remember what mom said, okay?" "When you're older, I want you to do whatever you want and take any job you want; as long as it makes you happy, that's good with me. But there's one thing: even if you're extremely strapped for cash, don't work as a maid, do you understand? Especially if your boss is a man." "Why? Eh, aren't you currently working as a maid? Honorable—"

“I'm Martha, your new maid.” Huh! “It's time to run your bath, Miss!”