Novel & Cerita Guys In Maid Outfits

I was not dresses in rags but the quality of the clothing from the market place wasn't the best looking or the brightest. I took notice that the maids wore their dresses all in the same dull green but from mere looking at them I could tell the those materials were expensive. Even the guards wore a kind of suit like attire, foreign embellishments situated at their chest regions and around the arms, their weapons at hand. I kept my gaze casted low, avoiding their scrutiny, they looked at me like a strange object that was out of place. Truthfully, I stuck out like a sore thumb.

I mumbled sadly, it was so frustrating and so unreal to be living through all this, even though it was almost two months since I moved in, it was still all a bit of a fantasy, I refused to connect with reality once and for all. It was too painful! I looked calmly at the contents of the box, which contained five gray shirts with dark blue stripes and five dark blue viscose pants in the same shade as the shirt. At least I'd have one clean outfit a day to wear, I thought. I also had five pairs of white socks and three pairs of very, very ugly black shoes, the exact type worn by the waiters. I swallowed down the tears that threatened to break out again, controlling myself so as not to cry anymor

That includes the gardeners, etc. Me: ohhh I noticed that the uniforms were different. Some were red and white, the others were blue and white though that one was rare. The chefs, janitors, gardeners, etc uniforms were detectable and easily recognizable Me: uhmm, why are they two uniforms for maids? Cindy : red and white are normal maids, attending to anyone. There's actually the gold maids, they're very special. You hardly see them. They're for the queen and sometimes attend to the king. You only see them when the queen is coming outside.

"Go on, ask away," Maze looks me up and down. "Why are you wearing that?" I look down at my clothes and feel my cheeks flush. A smile tugs on my lips. I'm wearing a maid outfit, one that isn't sexualized in any kind of way. The sleeves are long, but the white ribbon is cute. I like this outfit a lot; I feel like a real maid with a purpose. Some of the hotel's guests have given me compliments for it too—one old man even called me pretty.

one of the maids said. “Team?” I asked and they nodded once again. “A team to get me ready? How many are they?” I asked. “Not much, about six or seven” the other answered. “Six or seven people dressing me is not much?” I asked. “Send them up” i said and the two maids walked out of the room Roman really had to go all out didn't he? Minutes later the team walked in, I could see they were really a team. I could tell by their matching clothes. They all wore a light pink top at said ‘Demi’s glow’

The shorts and skirts which they wore only covered their waist and I couldn't help but stare in amazement. "What's all this?" I mumbled as I watched one of the girls pop her gum and bring out her phone. It was obvious that she was making a call. Before a blink of an eye, the guy who called me the maid and the other guy whom he came with came out. Slouching as they walked and their hands in their pockets, I couldn't help but stare with disdain. "Why's Aiden not out with them?" I rhetorically asked and concluded, " he doesn't have to be with them to show that he is one of their kind.

"Sexy French maid or tortured slave?" One was an expensive, French maid outfit made out of silk. It wrapped around the small of her waist and covered a small part of her breasts - a little adjustment and she would be exposed. It had a small skirt that ended in the middle of her ass - she would flash her cunt when she walked. The tortured slave outfit was a torn black dress that, as the name suggests, put her on display from the torn areas. "French maid," I replied. "You'll be 'serving us'. It's more apt."

I might had spend counted days here, but I could easily distinguish between staff of the castle. Kitchen workers were assigned with white uniforms with usually black pants for males or black-and-white long, full sleeved dresses for females. Helping maids wore brown dull dresses, just like Ria did. I barely saw any women showing more skin than necessary. Necks covered, legs covered, dignity saved. My brows furrowed.

A single food and drinks booth were packed with C2 citizen, everyone in a hurry to get their foods and drink before taking their seats on the multiple wooden bench on the left side of the courtyard, wanting to spectate the Graduations of Batch of ladies before them. As the main focus of the event, all 36 C2 cadet were wearing their official uniform, a Black colored uniform with a white lines on each seams,with a Black beret and their hair tied into a bun, Their black leather high heel boots and badges were carefully polished till shined, Every single cadet looks dashingly perfect, grand and dignified. At 7:30 Am, The Maiden along with The Generals make their entrance. Everyone were clapping

Not too much, but you can tell it isn’t a normal outfit for a maid. I shrugged inwardly. Maybe she just liked showing off her legs. After all, she is really pretty. As the maid led the way, I realized she was not the only girl catering to the whole mansion. Behind her, there was a long line of maids, all pretty and skinny, wearing the exact same outfit, bowing their heads to us in respect. I have never seen so many maids in one place, not even in the Alpha King’s mansion. Suddenly, I heard Tatum skid to a halt, and I glance back at him.