Cat Maid Novels & Stories

I hope the interview went well and you got the job. Take care of yourself, find a man to support you, you're pretty, you'll soon get something with someone in the new job, focus on the CEOS, you were born for greatness, don't settle for employees like you did at the mansion, they're no longer just an option for fun, catch the biggest fish and hook it with your vagina. Love, Mom!

That didn't go down too well either. I could never tell the difference between the cleaning agents and would constantly substitute soap for bleach. Neema had received thousands of complains from the maids made to work with me and the occupants of the rooms I had cleaned. Finally in frustration, she had paired me with a wiry looming girl called Vianna and made me assist the girl. Vianna was a high ranking maid. She had direct access to the king's breakfast table. And while my fake limp made me slow, the one job I was able to do properly was balance stacks and stacks of plates.

Aurora’s POV; As I stared at the massive hall in front of me, the heavy oak doors groaned open behind me, and Catarina cat walked in with a maid trailing behind her. Catarina’s crimson-colored eyes held the same sharp intensity as always and it sent shivers down my spine. What type of eyes are those? The maid who trailed behind Catarina had an expression that mirrored the disdain of her mistress. The maid’s eyes flickered over me with unspoken judgment before she dropped the bucket and rag in her hands, in front of me with a thud that resonated through the empty space.

the maid said with a polite nod before leading the way. "My name is Hayden, and I'm going to be your personal maid," she explained, breaking the silence with a strangely childlike voice. Catherine nodded, feeling the urge to ease the momentary tension. Before she could filter her words, an unintentional question slipped out. "How old are you?" Hayden turned her head in her direction, her blue eyes curious, but then she broke into a warm smile as she watched Catherine's face flush. "That came out wrong," Catherine admitted with a chuckle.

He made ordered all maids to stay in the hall while fucking her constantly making her cum six times over his dick, even though he was treating her nice and sweet in front of the all maids making them jealous. All maids are shocked when he goes down on her, sucking and licking her intimate parts, breaking all the rules he had made for his slaves. All the maid had understood what her place was in his life after watching him go down on her sucking her and drinking her liquid with great interest. Their whole day went in just fucking each other as both of them missed each other.

' Ray was already springing into action, but I wasn't going to let him do my job. 'No, it's my job Ray. I can't let you do that. ' Renata would surely not like this. 'Yes she would hate to find you cooking when she said not to. Oh you said that aloud. ' I really needed to stop thinking aloud. 'Ava, you had what mum said on the phone. She said that you are part of our family now and that from now on you're not the maid. ' Ray reminded me. She really meant it when she told me to call her mum. She was making me feel like her daughter at the moment.

The maid was gone. "Isn't she an exquisite piece?". He asked, eyes roving lustfully over the female human. Please don't be like him...what is he planning to do?. She pondered internally. She was scared. My eyes finally left him, straying to the girl. They landed on her naked body first. She was truly an exquisite piece. She had slender delicate curves. Rounded hips and ample breasts. Her skin was a natural tan. I couldn't control the wave of lust that overtook me.

DANIEL'S POV. THE NEXT DAY. I couldn't believe I'd hired that girl. She was so weird and different from anyone I'd seen before and that didn't sit well with me. My pitying self just had to look into her big eyes and give her what she wanted. Now I'm stuck with her as my maid. "What's that lady's name again?" I asked Clara who was doing her best to keep up with my stride. "Jessica Cooper," Clara said, out of breath.

She clicks her tongue. "Oh... Maybe," I give a faint smile and a nod. The maid glares at me, then her face twisted in disapproval and she clicks her lips loudly again. "Maybe?" She scoffs. "Well, of course, what do I expect, you're just one pathetic human being anyway. I bet you know what someone's mate is even" she rolls her eyes. Goodness! I did not want to experience being bullied by my fellow maid, nor do I want to be told whatever it was that was going on.

but Aubrey remained silent, her gaze fixed on the ground. "You didn't listen to your mother. Apologize to my wife," Mrs. Davis demanded. Aubrey raised her eyes, met Davis's gaze, and stammered, "I-I-I am..." Interrupting her, Evan's voice resonated through the room. "My wife will not apologize to anyone," he declared, surprising everyone, including Mrs. Jane, who looked at Evan in disbelief. "Your wife?" Mr. Davis questioned, shocked. "Yes, both you and your mistress were berating my wife," Evan affirmed. "So, you married a maid," Mr. Davis sneered. Evan laughed and responded, "She is not a maid. She chooses to work because she enjoys it. Besides, you can marry any random woman off the stre