Novel & Cerita Guys In Maid Outfits

" Ewww, you guys stink. It's a shame I have to do this." Adam then took out the girl's costumes from his bag. It was filled with minidresses, crop tops, and mini skirts. He made the guys wear the girl dresses and said, " You guys have no remorse for attacking girls without reason, so how about dressing like one? Maybe you could learn to respect a woman more." Adam then removed a few makeup items and painted all the guys' faces with makeup and lipstick. After he was satisfied with their looks, he easily carried each guy and made them sit on the bench supporting the wall.

I noticed that even Nikos and the two maids are also curious about the clothing, as most of them are not even dresses. ‘Let’s satisfy your curiosity.’ I thought to myself as I pulled out one of the outfits. Standing up to fully show them the outfit, I watched as their mouths dropped and their eyes grew wide as they admired the piece of clothing. One maid even raised a hand and then said, “Milady, isn’t that a design for men only?” the other maid seconded with a nod. “Indeed Milady, I agree with them. Aren't pants only for men?” Nikos said with a raised brow and his head tilted to the right.

The door closed behind me and I jumped before I started walking to the front of the room where Damon sat. There were a lot of girls in the room and none of them wore proper clothes. I could say that I was the most clothed one in that room. They all wore some form of maid custom that hid nothing. Only their pussy was hidden by the apron that ended just below their vagina. Their breasts and butt were on display and the men there were groping and spanking them as they passed. Some were even having sex in groups and no one saw anything wrong with it. I felt nauseated but I contained myself and looked away, eyes on the bastard I was working towards.

I'm sure the different styles and colours acted as rank identifiers. The first maid costume was rather simple. It was a black and white French maid apron, white headband, bowtie, white elbow-long gloves with little black bows at the back of the wrists, and white knee-high socks. Their shoes were black block heel Mary Janes. There were a lot of servants dressed like that.

" Look at the uniform she is wearing . It's the uniform that the servants of the upper-class wear . " said one of the maids . " Isn't that uniform a male's uniform ?! " said another maid shocked when she saw it . " Does she have a gender problem ? " said another maid with a scared expression . ' What a wide imagination ! ' thought Charlotte with a neutral expression while Dian looked at her a bit nervous , worrying that she may take it the wrong way .

She had heard scary stories about how maids were treated bad or starved or not paid. But her story was different, her bosses were nice to her. She didn't know what made Zendaya had changed towards the house helps. She had learned a valuable lesson since Carlotta. Puta, ¿tu marido te está engañando con Otra mujer y estás preocupada por él (Whore, your husband is cheating on you with another woman and you are worried about him)? Zendaya's conscience argued. Shut up brain! She said opening the car door and stepping out. She was dressed in a black A-line off-shoulder dress and paired it with 6-inch platform heels and a black clutch. She was adorned in black from head to toe and she rocked it.

I huffed, placing my head on the head maid’s shoulder as she was the one sitting next to me. And yeah, she wasn’t scary or anything! Though that might be because I kinda found her middle school photographs… traumatic ones where she had two pig-tails and wore some really questionably weirdly mismatched clothes. I mean, who wears a printed yellow T-shirt with a red knee-length skirt and purple leggings with white ankle-boots?! But I guess, everyone has their different taste in clothing… Good thing that they had a uniform for the maids here which stops her show of weirdness here!

Were the maids also trained like the guards? Mesmerized, I found myself getting lost in her eyes. Miles wasn't kidding when he mentioned his peculiar taste in selecting his staff. Just like the guards, these maids seemed handpicked. Instead of the usual assortment of maids with varying body sizes, they looked more like models. All were dressed in black fitted dresses that stopped below their knees, black flats, and brunette hair slicked back into a bun. They almost resembled quadruplets, with the same facial structure, slim yet curvy bodies, and tall stature. I couldn't help but think they would fare better in a modeling career than working for Miles.

It was in that moment I heard the door open and the noise of several men entering the room. They were certainly quite surprised to see me. I must have been quite a sight wearing my French maid’s outfit hoisted up around my waist. My wet hairy cunt clearly on display. They weren’t sure whether this was a trick or treat. They had after all just been intending on using the toilets. I saw my opportunity and took a grasp of it.

I hate to admit it, but the maid uniform fits me well! I literally looked cute with the white and black uniform with a crest embroidered on the upper left on my chest. The skirt that is below my knees with white socks on. The shoes I have is the same with others, but mine looks very expensive. Sigh…