Indian Maidservant Novels & Stories

She pleaded," Sir, I am new. Don't fire me. Please sir. I have to take care of 3 children. This job is the only earning source of mine" Seeing her some memory flashed in my mind. I had also kneeled in front of many people just for a simple job to feed my siblings. I started seeing that 15-year-old Abhinav in this maid. I said," Just get lost. Don't ever serve me bread". She thanked me and left the room.

I asked the other in the room. “An attendant of the king. I am a Nisse, a normal servant.” The maid bowed. “So that means that you are a servant but a fancy title?” I asked the Mareikura who lost her smile at my words. “What information does my husband want to pass to me that he sent his attendant?” “You think you are so special but you are nothing and you mean nothing to him. You will not remain in your position for long.” She growled as she walked out of my room and shut the door with a bang.

She is the only maid that is here for now it seems. "are you alone here who works?" I asked her "nope i have many helpers who Come at day and leave in evening. I'm the only one who stays at night. My mother is the head maid of Mehrotra mansion. And I work here." she replied smiling "can I ask you something?" I asked "yeah ask." she replied "Did sir ever tried to do something with you? You know what I mean right?" I asked her and she stopped in her tracks

she straightened herself and looked confusingly towards the maid. MAID: Madam is calling you downstairs for the lunch. Ratika: Who are you?? MAID: Ma'am my name is Sarita... I am a maid here. Ratika: What do you want from me?? MAID: Ma'am sir is calling you ... He said you have only 15 minutes to get fresh, change and come downstairs. Ratika: Go and tell your sir that I am not hungry... I won't come... MAID: Ma'am please don't do this... sir won't like it and it will not be good for you... please get ready...

"So, what do I get paid for being a servant here?" "Every month you will get a thousand b**e. You can use it for vacation or you can use it for shopping." Merinda didn't expect her salary to be so high. But that much money and not being able to spend it to her heart's content was useless. As Merinda pondered, Maria pulled her back to reality. Merinda realized she had to work there. How to escape from there, she thought later. Merinda worked in bars before. She was a waitress, a shopkeeper, and even a personal assistant to a rich boss. And now her role was a servant. It wouldn't be difficult at all. The job only required energy and initiative.

With happy heart Emily stepped into the area of the house that looked very quiet. Emily gulped, how could she possible be able to clean every corner of this house by herself? When the main door opened, Emily was even more surprised to find several housemaids doing their jobs. If the specter family had this many servants, why would they want to hire a employees for such high fee? Emily began to feel strange. "You are Emily Clark ?" a middle aged maidservant greeted her expressionlessly. Emily nodded her head. "Fellow me," said the maid servant as she walked straight ahead, while Emily followed her awkwardly.

I'm in the kitchen, getting ready to tackle my first task. I'm teamed with another maid as we set off to our assigned responsibilities. She appears kind and knowledgeable, and she comes over to assist me with the dishes. "Hi there," she says with a warm smile. "My name is Mila, and I'm the new maid." I couldn't help but note how diverse the maids' clothing and jewellery are. Is there any meaning behind them?" "Thank you, Mila," I say, mirroring her grin as we clean the dishes together. "My name is Sarah, and I'm also a new maid." According to what I've observed, the diverse clothing and jewelry appear to signify the hierarchy or levels among the maids here."

she commented, looking on as the detectives filled the room once the body had been cleared. "Why would they do that?" I couldn't help but ask. "We're one tier above homeless, us maids. The money we earned is barely enough to feed two people, so we all live in the maid headquarters, cuddled in a large room but with the number of maids there are assigned to this house we barely have enough room." "I'm not complaining, I'm grateful to have this as others don't usually have this luxury. We were only given this room by Prince Raver. May Sophane bless his soul. He will bring about changes I can tell. Deaths like ours won't be overlooked when he's King."

she responded. What she said was unexpected. I couldn't quite imagine how she could be treated as an outcast till I thought about it well. The rest maids had jobs serving royalty. They all did except for her. Her job was to clean shit all day long. The other girls would give her hell for being the lowest of the bunch. "That's -" I broke up as the words choked in my mouth. "That's hard to believe especially since you're smoking hot." "Excuse me?" She sounded surprised. Most likely she didn't have access to a mirror.

Even if she haven't had sex until yesterday, she knows aside being a first timer, sex doesn't hurt. By the time she was done taking her bath, there was a new bedsheet on the bed and the room thoroughly cleaned. A dress was already on the bed for her to put on and the maids from earlier were gone but another came in. Just how many workers are here? Isabella figured out that they are maids because they are dressed in uniform. "Good morning ma'am, I am Ellie, your new personal maid" the lady introduced herself. Personal maid? Why will the Sir assign a personal maid to her? She definitely can take a good care of herself without anyone's help.