More Hands Maids の小説・ストーリー

The other maids froze in horror, helpless as their colleague writhed in pain. “Do as I say!” Sandra’s voice thundered. “I—I will obey!” the maid gasped, breaking under the agony. “Good. By the time I return, everything will be to my taste—or every one of you will regret it.” Sandra released her grip with a shove. The maids bowed low, trembling, and chorused in unison: “Yes, my lady.” Sandra swept out with her entourage, her heels clicking, her head held arrogantly high. But just beyond the doorway, whispers pricked her ears.

Whilst some maids should also ensure they clean the palace and ensure everything is in order," alpha Rohan ordered. The maids exchanges meaningful glances with themselves whilst some grumbled in their head about the works they are going to do. "The guards and swordsmen should wait whilst the maids should leave," alpha Rohan ordered. Immediately, the maids dispersed from the front of the throne room and the ones that were left were the swordsmen and guards. They were murmurs in the hallway as the maids all head to the kitchen. "I'm so happy there is going to be a part today,"A maid gushed jumping happily and all eyes turned towards her. "That is nothing like enjoyment bitch, it means more wor

“Eighteen? Are you sure?" “Yes ma’am” “Will you be able to work here as an housemaid?”She asked. “Err..ma’am, actually it's my first time, I guess I will just try my best” I replied scratching my head as if it was itching. “You wanna try your best?I thought you were a professional”Mrs Benson said. I was dumbfounded. I mean, How dare she? How could she expect me to be a professional in a job that is more or less a slave?

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

Her voice is low and quiet. She’s Amanda, 49 years old and our one and only maid, she’s been working with us for 5 years already. “Shhh... just go to Elizabeth’s room. Make sure that she doesn’t come out.” I whisper and waited for her to leave completely. My hands are shaking. I touch the doorknob. I could hear a strange noise as I listen carefully. I swallow nervously. I was surprised when I opened it and saw them both naked. A blonde young woman was on top of him...

Kayla looked like she was beginning to breathe properly now so I turned back to look at the disrespectful maid who was also an actress now. “The Naí Lord Luna summons you to her Chambers immediately, my Queen.” The maid said. “Are you not my mother’s handmaid?” I asked, realizing I frequently see her in my mum’s Chambers. Handmaids were maids who were closer to their masters or mistresses more than any other maid. It’s a bit like mine and Andrea’s relationship except that ours is more passional. Andrea’s more than a handmaid to me. “Yes, my Queen.” She bowed. I checked for the time and realized the day had gone very dark. It was really late. My mum should be resting by this time and not tryi

Jane's hand. Mrs.Jane: "AH!" moans in pain. Aubrey: "And remember, if you try to raise your hand on me, I swear your hand will not be saved at all." Aubrey pushed Mrs.Jane away from herself. The color of Mrs.Jane's face drained out. Grandma: "It seems that the bird's wings have been cut off, but it has not yet forgotten to flap." An orotund voice echoes in the wedding hall. Aubrey's chin is up and her shoulder is back.

Be competent but not exceptional. "Today's assignments," Mrs. Chen continued, pulling up a schedule on her tablet. "The main house needs a thorough cleaning Mr. Blackwood has a business dinner here tomorrow evening and everything must be perfect. Sarah, you'll be working with Lucy on the first-floor public spaces. James will brief you both on specific requirements."

Maids quickly cleaned the room and Vincent gave them clothes to clean and change her into. The trio turned around and tried to busy themselves with something or anything which will help them to distract themselves. They couldn't leave the room not wanting to leave their mate alone with maids. The maid stepped forward to take off her clothes but when she tried to touch her the maid was thrown away from her with such a force that she landed on the floor with a bone cracking voice. A high pitched scream left from her throat when an unbearable pain exploded in her hand from which she tried to touch their mate.

To think that Clara goes to school from my house was still suprising to me. " Bring it closer, what is your problem? " I heard one of the maid massaging me say, I guess she was talking to another maid. Her voice seem harsh, like she was shouting at the person, but ignored it. "You are the next" the person said again as she went back, I could tell someone else had now replace her. I heard when the person opened the ointment bottle and poured some on her hand, making some digustable noise while she rubbed her palm together. Some of the maids started laughing inaudibly, while the other mummered. I was lost, I didn't know what was going on, but at the same time I didn't want to look. I f