Once they were done, Clint told Miri to get up. Her expression was a mix of shame, confusion, and guilt. Her face was red, and her body was a sweaty mess. Clint used the ring on her to get her dressed and then to go to the bathroom to wash her face. 

While Miri was in there, Jenny asked Clint, "Did you like it?" 

His reply was cold as ice. "We'll talk about this later." 

A shiver went through her entire body. She was trying to figure out if she had done something wrong or if it was something else. She didn't dare to ask. Miri came back into the room; her face looked better, although a bit pale without the makeup. 

Clint said, "Your turn, Jenny." 

Jenny passed her friend. She had never seen Miri so confused and disoriented in her life. Jenny didn't say anything, though. She went into the bathroom. She was still curious about what exactly was going on in Miri's head. Jenny took longer in the bathroom. She washed her face, redid her makeup, and brushed her hair. It was deeply important to her to always look perfect for Clint. 

When she walked back into the study, she found Clint sitting in his usual armchair and Miri in the other one, her posture completely relaxed. 

Miri giggled and said, "Yes, I'm sure she is." 

Jenny asked, "What?" 

The scene she entered was so different from the one she left that she thought she had amnesia for a moment. Miri turned and beamed at her, her cute dimples back on her cheeks, just like Jenny knew her. "Oh, we were just praising you." 

Jenny realized he must have used the ring on her again to get her like this. But what did he do? Wipe her memories? Make her think it was all her idea? Either way, Jenny figured she had to play along, and so she did. "Oh? Like how?" 

Clint said, "I just told Miri that you make me happy in all aspects of my life." 

Jenny was touched. "Aww, really? That is so sweet." She felt giddy. A euphoria of nice feelings warmed her body. She loved it when he praised her. 

"Well," Clint said, "sadly, it's time for Miri to go. It was nice meeting you." he got up and held out his hand. 

Miri stood up as well and shook it. "Likewise. You are just like Jenny described you." 

"Only good things, I hope?" 

Miri smiled. "Obviously." 

Then Clint suddenly raised his hand, and Miri stared at his ring. "Give me a passionate goodbye kiss and then forget about it." 

Clint moved his hand from the front of her face to her neck, and Jenny watched them kiss passionately. Clint squeezed Miri's ass while her friend’s hand caressed his chest. Miri eagerly kissed Clint for what felt like a good minute until he pulled back and said, "Bye then. Jenny will bring you to the door." 

Miri casually replied, "Alright, bye," and looked expectantly at Jenny.

They walked through the hallway, a few steps in silence. 

"I'm really happy for you, Jenny." She sounded genuine. 

"Thank you", said Jenny. Jenny was curious what Miri even remembered. She paused before asking, "So... you like him?" 

"Sure, totally!” Miri replied quickly. ”I mean, what's not to like? He's super charming, handsome, rich, and he... I don't know; He has this aura of... dominance somehow? Like you just feel like... respecting him somehow. It's hard to describe. Anyway, I can totally see now why you didn't contact me for so long." 

"I'm glad you understand."

"I do. Totally. And I really don't mind. Like, I get that you're super busy here and with him. So from now on, no pressure, alright?"

Jenny nodded. "Okay, but I'm sure we will hang out again sometime soon." She wasn't sure, though. It depended on what Clint wanted. 

Miri shrugged, "Yeah, I mean, whatever, right?" 

“Yeah…” Jenny agreed. It was kind of whatever. Suddenly Jenny had the strange sense that she just saw Miri for the last time, and she didn't even care that much about it. 

They arrived at the entrance hall. Jenny asked, "How is Seth, by the way?" 

Miri suddenly had a dreamy look on her face and looked completely flustered. "Seth is amazing! I can't wait to see him again." 

Jenny was sure that Clint's ring would have a lasting effect on Miri, even if she had forgotten everything that happened earlier. 

"That's... nice to hear. Tell him I said hi, alright?" 

They hugged goodbye, and Jenny hurried back to the study. 

***

Clint sat in the armchair, busy on his phone. It reminded Jenny of the first time she entered this room a bit over a week ago. Her life was so different back then, she remembered. Clint looked up as she closed the door behind her. He pointed to the ground in front of him. 

Jenny quickly walked up to him and knelt down. He held out his fist, and she kissed his ring. 

"Good girl,” he said and patted her head. Jenny smiled at Clint. 

Ever since she discovered her submissive side, she relished moments like this. It was all on her own terms, at least. Jenny wasn’t forced to behave like this; it was more like a playful way to interact with her boyfriend. She’s gotten so used to it that it felt completely natural to her. 

"I’m sorry that Miria was not what you were hoping for. I might know someone else that could be a good match, though.” 

Clint shook his head. "No, you had your shot,” he said. He got up from the chair and looked down on her. "I think it’s time to put you to work.” 

Jenny looked up at him. "What do you mean by that?” 

"I thought that I could hire you as my own harem recruiter since you have the professional experience.” 

Jenny thought about that. It was actually pretty hot. She said, "Oh, that’s a great idea. Although you don’t need to ‘hire’ me, babe. I’ll do that for fun.” She giggled. 

Clint shook his head. "No, you won’t,” he said. "You failed the test. I’m afraid you have to fill a different position for now. Stand up.” 

Jenny stood, but she didn’t understand what he was getting at. She said, "Wait, you really want to give me a job? I thought we had an-” 

Clint put his finger on her lips and said, "Shut up.” 

Jenny felt that weird sensation of feeling insulted and turned on at the same time. She felt that a lot lately. 

The door opened behind them, and Clint said, "Ah, perfect timing.” 

Jenny turned around to see Christina entering the room. Instead of a maid costume, she was wearing a white cocktail dress and matching high heels. Jenny kept being impressed by how Christina always managed to look this flawless. The blonde carried a pile of fabrics. It looked mostly black and white, but Jenny couldn’t tell what it was. 

Clint said, "Put them in the bathroom and then join us.” 

Jenny and Clint waited for Christina to walk into the bathroom behind them and come back. The blonde woman knelt to kiss Clint’s ring and then stood up at his command. 

"Jenny, you have been living here for a week, and I think I can speak for Christina, too, when I say we are so happy to have you here.” 

Christina agreed, "Absolutely. Jenny is a delight.” 

Jenny blushed. "Aww, thank you, babe!” She didn’t expect this. 

Clint went on, "Even so, this is a massive mansion, and Christina can’t be expected to do everything around here by herself.” 

It finally dawned on Jenny where this was going. "Oh, you want me to help out? Why of course, you just could have said so.” Jenny never loved the thought of having a maid doing all the household chores for her anyway. She didn’t mind pulling her weight. After all, she lived here rent-free!

"I’m glad you say that because I will let Christina have a go at that recruiter job. She recommended me to her gynecologist, who is well on her way to becoming my next harem girl.”

Jenny nodded slowly, yet she couldn’t help but feel slighted. If she had known that this was a test, she would have invited her younger cousin, Polly. Men fell in love with her left and right. Maybe she could still bring her in at some point, Jenny thought. 

For now, she had to accept Clint’s decision, though. She said, "Congratulations, Christina. I’m sure you’ll do a great job.” 

The blonde smiled and said, "Thank you. You’ll do great, too, though!” 

Jenny didn’t understand. "What do you mean?” 

Clint chimed in, "Well, Christina is doing the recruiting only part-time. She’ll still be able to do some maid duties, but she won’t be able to cover the majority anymore, and obviously, she also has to have some free time as well.” 

That all made sense to Jenny. He went on, "So, I guess it’s best if you are in charge of the maid duties from now on as head maid, while Christina helps you out when she can. I trust you two will be able to figure out the schedule and work distribution yourselves.” 

"Wait a second, you want me to play the maid now?” Jenny asked as soon as Clint finished. Clint gave her that cold and disapproving look that made Jenny’s insides freeze. 

Then she felt warm again, as she was engulfed in red light. 

"Yes, Jenny. You humbly accept the job as my maid. It’s what you want.” 

Jenny nodded. "I humbly… accept the job.” 

"Good. You will go to the bathroom and pick a slutty maid costume, put it on, and then come back for further instructions. It’s what you want.” 

"Yes, Clint.” 

Clint lowered his hand and replied, "I don’t want you to ‘play maid’, Jenny. It’s real work. I just thought it made sense, but you don’t have to take the job if you don’t want to, obviously.” 

Jenny shook her head. "No, I want to. I mean… I’ll do it,” she smiled humbly. "Mind if I go change right away?” She felt a strong urge to check out those outfits that Christina brought. Jenny was sure she’d find something enticing in there. 

Clint said, "Go ahead. We’ll wait here.”

***

Jenny reentered the room in the sexy maid uniform she picked. It fit her perfectly, showed plenty of skin, and it even came with a cute black and white ribbon hairband accessory. She simply had to put it on. It also worked well with the long leather boots she was already wearing. 

Clint pulled his dick out of Christina’s mouth and whistled as he saw Jenny. "Nice, Jenny. You look sexy as fuck.” 

Jenny grinned and said, "Thanks, babe. I’m glad you like it.” 

Christina stood back up and turned around, but Clint let his hard cock out in the open. This was normal. Clint sighed, "Watch your tongue, girl. You really need to learn to behave like a maid.” Jenny frowned at his remark. "And what’s that supposed to mean.” 

Clint rolled his eyes. "Have you learned nothing from Christina yet? You’re my maid now, so you address me as your master, understood?” 

Jenny hesitated before she spoke. "Are… Are you serious? You’re my boyfriend, not my master. I’m not… like her, remember?” 

She hoped he would catch her drift. Jenny didn’t mind being submissive and all that stuff, but she felt like Clint sometimes forgot that she wasn’t just one of his brainwashed harem girls. She was her own person with her own preferences and thoughts. 

Clint lifted his fist and showed her the ring he used to mind-control other women. He’d never use it on her, though, so this gesture was nothing but an empty threat, a joke more like. The ring glowed red, and Jenny wondered if it ever did that before. 

"You’re my submissive maid now, Jenny. That’s all you are. My servant.” 

He was right, of course. She was his servant now. 

"I am your master, and you will address me as such. You’ll always call me Master Clint.” 

Jenny couldn’t argue with that. "I will… Master Clint.” 

Clint told her, "You will eagerly learn everything about being my maid from Christina. You will gladly do as she says until she deems your training complete. Do you understand?” 

"I understand.” Jenny was determined.

He lowered his hand again without using his ring on her. Of course, Master Clint knew that he didn’t need it for her. 

Jenny meekly asked, "When can I start, Master Clint?” 

He told the blonde woman, "You will teach her everything right away, understood?” 

Christina replied softly, "Yes, Master Clint. It will be done.”