Diaper Maid Novels & Stories

It didn't make sense but Nadia didn't want to think much about it because Riona's constant complaint about her full diaper was gaining all of her attention. The next couple of days went by and now a maid had been sent to Nadia's room. Nadia was laughing with Riona as she was always a difficult girl when it came to changing her diaper. Nadia heard the knock on the door and swiftly turned her gaze towards it. “Yes?” The door opened slowly and the maid walked in. “Hello, ma'am. Your husband is on the phone for you.” Nadia saw the telephone in the maid's hand and then she smiled at Riona again before reaching out her hand to collect the phone from the maid.

Normally, I enjoyed going to this room but right now, the comforting atmosphere did little to calm my anxiety. I placed Amaris on the changing bed as I reached for the clean diapers. Oh, shit. Where were the diapers again? My hands skimmed over the drawers and shelves, but they were filled with baby wipes, creams, and other items I barely recognized. Damn, I was too confident going here and but I could not even handle a simple task! “Where are the damn diapers?” I muttered under my breath, trying to keep my voice low so Amaris wouldn’t start crying louder.

Diana shook her head slightly and said, “No. mother would tell me if it is.” Brietta laughed, “Your mother is the one who takes care of Master’s mistresses. Whoever Zeppelin likes for the night, head maid Darlene will prepare it. And sometimes the head maid does it herself. So, you, as her child, can guess who your father is along with the rest of the maids here.” Diana gritted her teeth and disagreed, “You are also a maid here!”

They knew that with them in the room, Madie would get all shy and hide from her Daddy. Now, though, was the time to take care of his little baby. Putting the dishes and utensils in the washer, Dario made sure his hands were clean before turning to Madie and getting a tissue to wipe her mouth from crumbs. Ellie got some on her too, due to Madie cuddling her face on it. "Sleepy?" Dario asked as he gathered Madie in his arms. Her light and soft body fit perfectly in his, and her head comfortable on his neck.

However, I had never cleaned a toilet before, and the sudden task had left me feeling drained. My waist ached from the strenuous scrubbing, and I stood up to stretch, trying to alleviate the discomfort. As I turned to arch my back, I caught sight of Jolie standing in the doorway, her presence sudden and unexpected. "I'm sorry for scaring you, Sibel," Jolie said, her voice softening as she approached me. I drop the brush, and then clean my sweat with the back of my palm, my expression icy, and I asked her coldly, "What are you doing here?" Jolie's eyes locked onto mine, her gaze filled with concern.

New maids are now working in the residence, as mostly all the old ones have been fired, except those that their works don't associate with Collins. They've been cases of Collins seen playing with soap, body lotion and those items are risky on one's stomach. They have highly concentrated ingredients that provide the best results for their purposes and having a little baby that could readily put anything in his mouth, play with such is not different from trying to harm him. The maids all claim they aren't careless with anything and most times, they saw those items at places different from where they placed it. It was as if someone put it there on purpose.

I doubt she's someone who would care so much about age. "By the way who is she? Do I know her?" He asked. I shook my head. "I don't think you know her. Her name is Jasmin Rose and she works in my house as a maid." Liam choked on his drink, coughing hard. "Fuck dude! Don't do me like that!" I chuckled. "What?" I asked, innocently. "I'm serious though. She's my maid." He frowned at me. "You are serious?" He asked. "Dude you can't be fucking your maid. That's going to be a huge scandal when it gets out."

Mia pleaded. Lynda sighed, "All right, we'll try this job, but is it okay to be a maid? Isn't that a job to serve someone?" asked Lynda, still doubtful. "What's wrong with trying, I wonder what the young master in the house looks like, he must be very handsome like the comics and movies I've seen, now let's get ready to leave tomorrow." Mia took Lynda's arm enthusiastically. The next day came and everyone who wanted to apply gathered at a certain place. Mia and Lynda were all dressed up and ready to be interviewed if necessary, but it turned out that there were a lot of people who wanted to apply to be maids.

With the help of two Omega maids that Dominic sent to help me with our stuff and taking care of the twins, the day that I expected would be extremely exhausting for me went surprisingly smooth and easy. The youngest maid, Cynthia, has a shy demeanor, and I thought it was adorable because she was always amazed at how witty Diana could get whenever the two of them started a little conversation. Madison, who was only five years older than Cynthia, was excellent at cooking and made sure the kids had a wonderful lunch.

Diana snapped, wiping her face with the blanket. “You think you're on vacation or what?” the first maid said, arms folded. “It’s morning. Everyone’s already doing their work. And you’re still sleeping like a princess?” Diana looked around in confusion. The light through the curtains… the silence… Damn. She really overslept. “Shit,” she whispered to herself. Before she could explain, the second maid shoved a dirty rag into her hands. “You better clean every damn room in this house,” the girl sneered. “You’re not special. You’re just like the rest of us. Now move.”