Guys In Maid Outfits Novels & Stories

Maya's maid shook in fear not liking the idea. "Don't worry," Maya smiled, waving her off. "We won't make it look like you are working with us, we'll just make it seem as though we overpowered you and stole your clothes," Maya said, explaining to them and that seemed to calm them down a little. First of all, we stripped the girls of their maid clothings and gave them a plain gown to wear before tying them to the bed stand. "I think I look hotter," Naya posed for the mirror, smiling.

A skinny little one amongst them whispered to the others. “Lets explain it to her.” They said. I took one step back, gesturing to am make believe stage for them. The three maids stepped up on it, took out the cloth from where it hung and used the skinny maid as a model. They put the cloth close to her and presented it in the manner it was worn. My eyes grew wider, my jaw dropping. ‘Oh fuck. This isn't lingerie. It's butt naked striper costume.’ “Pretty naughty right?” The girls giggled, their cheeks flushing red. They all looked so cute.

I feel bad for him, but I can't help him. With that, we started to prepare for our maid café. Some are forced to wear maid clothes because we lack girls in our class, and I am lucky to say that I am not one of those people. I will wear a butler outfit with the other guys who got lucky with what they draw from the ballot box. For now, we all need to make our café's interior designs, and the others need to work on our menu.

In Love With The Maid Onyido, Joy Ijeoma THE MAID SERIES (Book 1) This novel is a work of fiction. Any references to historical events, to real people, living or dead; or to real locales are intended to give the fiction a sense of reality and authenticity. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and their resemblance, if any, to real-life counterparts is entirely coincidental. DEDICATION

“It will be so nice seeing the maids have the dick they have always yearned to have, but it won’t be an easy game for any of them.” He let me sit first before he sat on his own thrown beside the one that was set for me. “They will exercise dominance over each other tonight, and if they don’t show enough dominance, they will have to forget about having dicks.” He snapped his fingers. One of the guards with us blew a black whistle and the doors to the hall opened. The maids trooped in fives, all cladded in skimpy bikinis, looking all hot and willing. “First.” Said the guard who blew the whistle. “You will start by giving us a warm strip dance.”

Without responding, I sat down, and the scene on the television screen captured my attention. Maidens dressed in different attires were assembled on a field, standing in a queue. Snowflakes weren't falling on them because they all had fancy umbrellas covering them. It seemed like they were just about to start, which meant I arrived just in time. Trumpets and other instruments started playing, and the maidens began to dance to the rhythm. I rolled my eyes at the sight. Each endless line of ladies belonged to different packs, and they wore different attires and had distinct dance patterns.

She straightened up when she was done and took a final look in the mirror. "Wow, I am jealous," the first maid said and all of them giggled. She had opted to wear light blue boyfriend jeans that had slits on both legs with a black oversized T-shirt with white sneakers. She did a twirl in front of the mirror and started laughing. The no-glass look definitely made her eye color stand out, with her hair tied in a ponytail. "What are you doing? He is waiting!" The second maid screamed. Iryna looked at the maid. "Sometimes, you have to keep a man waiting," she said with a wink.

he told me. "Liar!" I was surprised when three maids with color black uniforms appeared. Their uniforms has different design from the first one who arrived. The first maid looked at the three and tormented them hard. "Really destructive! Fine!" She faced me. "I'm Maid Tanna," she introduced herself to me. "We are the Three Musketeers!" the three said at the same time with their arms crossed. "I'm Maid Lilie!" "I'm Maid Nela!" "And I'm Maid Concha!"

However, I wasn't sure if they realized that it wouldn't look the same on me as it did on the others. The maid's own clothes were a pale yellow that set off the gold in her skin. It fell down her chest in a wide "V" that left the area between her neck and navel completely on display. Absently, I noticed that the spot open to display was a lot paler than the rest of her skin, and the scales were smaller as well. Everything about this outfit was meant to set off that small piece of skin. Even the dark green linings on the edge of the outfit set off that little area. The skirt seemed to be several different shades of yellow held together by a golden belt with an ornate dragon wing clasp.

My five beautiful maids, Lyra, Marla, Sherry, Gwen, and Lin, dressed in jewel toned gowns, all waving excitedly. Tarin, in pale rose chiffon, clinging to Tharix’s arm as he beamed beside her in navy. Kel, the janitor, clean and surprisingly adorable in suspenders. Bennick, my stoic butler, wearing a fitted vest and looking secretly proud. Velwyn and Royce, holding hands in matching emerald. Aryanna in black leather formal wear, looking like she could punch someone and kiss them with equal enthusiasm. Commander Hartfell, more casual in his uniform but still looking like an alpha in his own right, arm wrapped around his quiet, shy mate. Ilys, my stable master, in fitted riding leathers and bra