Indian Maidservant Novels & Stories

She turned, her black orbs glaring daggers at me. "Babe, who is this?". She asked him, her eyes scanning me in disgust. "My housekeeper". Not the truth but a little better off than the truth. "Ohh, a new maid!". I clenched my teeth at her use of the word maid. "Better off than Stella anyway". She added.

" What did you say? Mistress? Sajal asked fisting her palms and her eyes are now looking red due to anger. She knew what mistress means. She was already guessing something like that. She barked on the maid's face," Tell me everything clearly." The maid got scared hearing Sajal's loud voice. She replied with her trembling voice," Mam, seven months ago Sehreyar Sir appointed me to take care of that farmhouse's household work. That's when I came to know about that girl." Sajal gritted her teeth in anger and asked," Is the girl beautiful? What's her age? What's she doing? Is she sleeping with Sehreyar?"

She stated. “So, Mientras Estamos saliendo, sigo siendo tu sirvienta o consigo un reemplazo ( While we're dating, will I still be your maid or you'd get a replacement )?" She inquired. “I was thinking about that, you're no more the maid. The new one would start tomorrow, and then you become the caretaker. You run the affairs of my home, my home is your office." He told her as he leaned in for a kiss.

The other maids who were also in the vegetable garden giggled and squealed. Malerna was thirty-nine years old, of black descent, and a single mother of one five-year-old son. She was Lady Faye’s assistant and her right hand. Lianne treated Malerna like an older sister that she had never had. Residing in a town near the Regaleria mansion, she and her son would trek a kilometer away every morning just to go work in the mansion. ‘Mae’ sometimes she was nicknamed, had always been called a matchmaker of the other maidservants.

“It’s like a P.A of sorts. We keep track of the women they’ve slept with, make sure no woman is repeated and cover up after them so no one finds out about them.” I narrowed my eyes at her, “So basically, we’re their servants.” Mary winced at my tone by nodded unwillingly. She knew I was right. There was no other word for it, we were pretty much going to be slaving for them. “Do I have a choice in this?”

She nick named Tanasha as a stupid bitch. Actually all of the maids didn't get any sympathy for Tanasha. She has been treating them more like trash and beggars. When Malik came and dragged her out of the kitchen, these maids went and listened to their conversation outside Malik's door. Some of them pretended to be picking out clothes for washing and others cleaning.When they saw Malik coming out, they all entered other rooms.

A maid added, “The other maids said they would return to their family homes in their hometown or move to a smaller town with their children and build a small house on the outskirts.” The jealousy and remorse in her voice were evident. All these years, the master and mistress had treated her better since they had hired her. But suddenly, she came to know a shocking truth. The other maids were receiving way better compensation than her, and now, they could end their work of servitude and build a home. They all had health and life insurance and scholarships for kids who performed well. She felt frustrated. But she couldn’t do anything about it. Lester was too stunned to react.

He was dying to know all the answers. "When I came… There was not even a single maid to do the chores. Everything is done by the madam only. Cleaning, cooking, and gardening is not easy to do. But Madam always did them without any complaint. "But Mahalakshmi ammagaru used to take all the frustrations on Laya Ammagaru(Madam). Laya Ammagaru wasn't fed daily. She can get food only once in 3 or 4 days.

There was no male in the tower of babel so all the servants were women from 15 to 40 years old. Each maid was carefully screened. Different characteristics such a loyalty, clean background, good personality, beautiful appearance, and the ability to serve were necessary. Even after they became maids, they wouldn't be allowed to approach members of the royal family before at least having worked for three years and accumulated enough experience. A servant wasn't just someone used to work. A servant represented the face of the one they served. The mistake of the servant was the mistake of the master. What's more, they had to be careful about spies, assassins, or seductresses sent by the nobles'

It's up to Cayden, I won't let him live. And because of my persistence, I consumed an entire turkey. I don't even know if Cayden ate the turkey or not. Or maybe he did eat, I just didn't notice. I turned around when I heard footsteps coming from the kitchen and I blinked when I saw the uniformed maids standing next to me. I think they are all the same age, only Manang Hilda is a little older. They are all looking downward, just like how the servants in Veneesha act.