Cindy tried to put Alexandra out of her mind. Focusing on the tasks at hand. She was already late for work on her first day. Rushing to get dressed she choose her outfit without thinking and ran to catch the bus.

Barely getting there before the bus departed, she finally managed to take a second to breath, calm down and grab a seat by the window.

It was at that moment when she realized what her subconscious picked up to meet her new boss.

She looked down and she could see a white, semi-transparent blouse. Underneath she was wearing a pink lace bra that she, and everyone in the bus could see.

Her face turned red and a single thought gave her a silver lining that made her smile. At least now everything matches.

Pink bra, a light pink blazer that she hugged to hide away and the pink pants that she had prepared last night.

Her subconscious had great fashion sense.

Cindy took out her sunglasses, and watched the city blend into the suburbs. One thought on loop took over her mind, did her underwear matched all of her outfit?

The bus made the last stop in the outskirts of the city. Mr. Ramirez was already waiting for her to drive the last stretch home.

“How was the commute?” Mr. Ramirez said opening the door for her. He had a cute smile under his graying hair and was wearing a white shirt under a gray jacket and matching gray pants.

Cindy gave him a halfhearted smile and closed her jacket.

“That’s an interesting lipstick color.” He added once they got into the car.

Cindy pulled down the mirror and saw the bright red lipstick on her reflection.

“I-” She averted her eyes and made herself small, “I wanted to make a good impression.” She said with a meek voice.

Mr. Ramirez smiled at her. “It did.”

They drove in silence listening to soft jazz on the radio. Cindy took this time to breathe and calm herself.

When they got to the house Mr. Ramirez got off the car and stopped.

“Hey, this is a bit embarrassing, do you mind going in first? I was supposed to pick up some supplies when I picked you up, but I forgot. Make yourself at home, I left some documents that need to be transcribed. You could help me with that.”

Cindy nodded while Mr. Ramirez jumped back on the car. She walked towards the door and before she could reach the knob, it opened.

Behind the door was a young woman, about her age, She had short black hair, pale skin and long eyelashes. Around her neck she was wearing a white choker with a black opal. And then there were the pair of gold earrings.

And then there was the maid outfit. It was form fit to her slender body. Showing just the perfect amount of cleavage. Cindy would have thought it was a fetish outfit if it wasn’t for the fact that the skirt went all the way down to her ankles.

The young woman stood a bit taller than her, she said “Yes?”

Cindy shook her head, getting her attention rapt out of the maid’s cleavage.

“Hi,” She cleared her throat, “I’m Cindy, Mr. Ramirez new assistant and intern.”

The maid gave her a Mona Lisa smile, “This way,” she said and led the way.

“Mr. Ramirez told me about you,” The woman walked ahead of her, there was something entrancing about the way she walked, it was almost erotic. The way she swayed her hips. And Cindy was almost sure she was wearing heels under that long skirt. She could hear the clicking on the wooden floor, “Let me show you around.”

Cindy saw most of the house the previous day, but she could not say no to her.

“You know the foyer, but you already know that.” She said with a little giggle.

Room by room she followed the maid. There was something odd about her. She listened to her, “This is the kitchen… the basement… the bathroom…” but didn’t really pay attention.

Finally she noticed, every time she pointed to a new room, she saw the black latex gloves. Not the kind you wear for washing the dishes.

They finished the first floor and when she was about to go upstairs, Cindy grabbed her gloved hand, it was incredibly smooth and shiny.

“Sorry, I just have a few questions.” Cindy said without letting go of her hand.

The maid smiled, “Yes?”

Cindy felt a bit lost in her expression, she was gorgeous. “Right, uhm, sorry, but I don’t think I heard your name.”

The maid’s eyes went wide, “Silly me, I forgot. My name is Elizabeth.” She said and made a little twirl, “I’m the maid, but I think that’s obvious.”

“Nice to meet you Elizabeth.” Cindy said and curtsied.

Elizabeth giggled, covering her mouth.

“There was another thing I almost forgot. There are some rules.”

Cindy nodded. “Right of course.”

“The Masters are really strict about them, so please don’t forget to follow them. Please follow me and pay attention.”

Cindy followed Elizabeth upstairs, she could see the shinny black heels that the maid was wearing as she climbed the steps.

“First,” The maid said, “You can use any of the facilities as you please, Master is really proud of his library.”

There was that word again, Master. Did they really make poor Elizabeth talk to them that way.

“But” Elizabeth continued, “Please don’t go into the basement. If there is any problem you can come look for me.”

They reached the end of the stairs, “This is my room.” Then she turned and with a very serious, and very out of place expression in her doll-like face, Elizabeth said, “Under no circumstances go in. Understood?”

Cindy gulped and nodded.

“Not even if you hear odd notices. Or even if it’s half open. Ok?”

“Yes,” Cindy said meekly.

Then the maid smiled.

“Good, let’s keep going then. This is the Masters’ bedroom. Try to avoid it if possible. They are very particular about their privacy, you know? Trying to keep their daily lives and work separate.”

“This is the study, you already know that.” Elizabeth said, and kept walking, “On that note, please don’t talk about work stuff outside of that room. Mistress get’s really annoyed when Master does that.”

Cindy liked the idea and the rules so far, respecting their privacy, no talk about job outside the office. That was great, and it would help her decompress once she was done working or if she needed a break.

“And this,” Elizabeth said, opening a door at the end of the hallway “Is your room.”

“I’m sorry?” Cindy said a bit freaked out.

“Master said to prepare the guest room for you.” Elizabeth said getting inside, “The workload can be overwhelming at times and he is very strict, but also the weather can mess up with the busses and trains, making it difficult to go back to the city. That’s the reason I live here.”

It made sense, and Mast- Mr. Ramirez said something about that during the interview.

“You don’t know how much money I have saved working for them.” Elizabeth continued, “Soon enough I’m going to take a very long vacation and travel the world. They were even kind enough to make the reservation for me in advance.”

“That’s very nice. Where are you going.”

“I don’t know yet. Everywhere?”

Cindy raised an eyebrow with concern.

“I mean, I want to travel the world. Always wanted to.” She fluffed the pillow and talked, “Maybe work and travel, I would like to start in Japan.”

Cindy relaxed and nodded “Working as a maid?”

Elizabeth giggled, “Maybe, like in a maid cafe? But no, I was thinking about using my degree.”

“You have a degree?”

“Of course I do. I paid my student debts working for the Ramirez.”

Her hands went up to her lips.

“Please don’t tell Master I made such a blunder.”

“It’s okay, I won’t tell.”Cindy hugged her and patted her back, but the question remained, “Say, what did you study then?”

“I’m an English mayor.” Elizabeth said.

An old clock began to chime.

“Shit, is it already this late?” Elizabeth broke the embrace. “I need to get to make lunch and then dinner. Otherwise I will be punished. Thanks for keeping the secret. I really appreciate it.”

“No problem.” But before Elizabeth left Cindy called out to her, “Elizabeth, sorry, but, I don’t really know what is it that you want me to keep secret.”

“Oh,” Elizabeth stopped and looked over the corridor, and answered in almost a whisper, “Please don’t tell Master that I referred to him by name.”

After that she rushed down, her heels clicking all the way.

Cindy felt a bit nervous. That must have been a joke. No way they could be ‘that’ strict, right?

She shook her head and decided to check out the room. It was quite spacious, there was a double bed, with white pillows and white covers. She had a small desk, a bookcase with a mix of psychology and literature books.

A nightstand by the bed with a reading lamp. She pulled on the drawer expecting to find a King James Bible like it was a hotel room. She found quite the opposite.

There was massager wand.

She blushed and closed it.

“Maybe it’s for back pains.” She said out loud.

She heard a car pull over the driveway. Mr. Ramirez was back, her window looked over the garage and she could see him get out of the car and waving at her.

She waved back, still feeling flustered.

Cindy met Mr. Ramirez at his office, a bit more calmed down.

“Did you get to meet Elizabeth?” He said, opening the door of the study.

Cindy nodded. “Yes she showed me around.”

“Excellent, did she explain the rules?”

“Yes, she was very… warm and kind.”

“That’s Elizabeth for you, shame we will have to let go of her soon. It’s so hard to find someone Alexandra likes.”

Cindy sat down in a desk by the corner, “Uhm,” She said meekly.

“Well then, let’s get to work.“

Cindy tried to say something about the thing she found in one of the drawers of her room, but once she saw him focus on the task ahead she sighed and began to work on the data sheets in front of her space.

Maybe at lunch.

It was gruesome work. Going over interviews, interpreting them, putting everything over spreadsheets. But she focused and grinded.

There was a knock at the door.

“Master?” it was Elizabeth.

Cindy looked over the cloock. It was already past noon.

“Master?” Elizabeth knocked again.

Mr. Ramirez stretched in place and looked at his clock as well, “Come in.”

Elizabeth came through the door and bowed, “Lunch is ready Mr. Ramirez.”

“Thank you Elizabeth,” He said, “We will be down shortly.”

Before she left she looked at Cindy and winked.

Cindy smiled.

Mr. Ramirez stood up, “Let’s get down and get something to eat, as long as you work here it’s my treat, besides, Elizabeth is an amazing cook.”

He let Cindy walk ahead.

Going down stairs she could smell the food. The aroma was spicy and delicious.

“Today I made something a bit Mexican, from the time we went to Mexico, Master.”

Mr. Ramirez approached Elizabeth and patted her head.

“You just wanted to show off.” He said, “Great work.”

Elizabeth closed her eyes, “Thank you, Master.”

Cindy winced, every time she heard Elizabeth refer to him like that made her shiver. She looked like a pet.

“You said you went to Mexico? With them?” Cindy said trying to get her mind away from it.

“Yes,” She said excited, “Master had to go and give some lectures and do some research. They brought me along. I learned so much. About the culture, cooking. Even learnt some Spanish.”

Mr. Ramirez sat down next to Cindy.

“We paid for everything of course.”

“Of course,” Cindy said and tried the food. “God, this is delicious.”

“Thank you” Elizabeth said, “An old lady taught me how to make the Pollo con Mole” she even said it with the perfect inflection.

“Speaking about that.” Mr. Ramirez said, he almost moaned when he took a bite of the chicken coated in the black chocolate.

“I have to go back in a few months from now, the university is asking me if I can speak about my research again. Would you like to go?”

Elizabeth blushed. “Master, you know I will be gone by then.”

Mr. Ramirez smiled, “I know, I wasn’t talking about you. I meant Cindy. You know Spanish, right? I could use some assistance while I’m there.”

Cindy was caught with her mouth full.

“Of course I will take care of all the expenses.” Then he winked at Elizabeth, “Also, it was worth a shot.”

Cindy gulped down her bite. “I will think about it.” She said.

Mr. Ramirez went back to eating. Everything was going so fast.

“Well back to work,” He said and Elizabeth picked up his dishes.

Cindy enjoyed the last bites of her plate, “I will wait for you upstairs,” and with that he was gone.

He would have to talk about that later.

Maybe at dinner.

Elizabeth picked up her plate.

Or maybe right now.

“Say, there was this… uhm… thing in one of the drawers of my room…”

Elizabeth smiled at her, “That ‘thing’” she winked at her, “I left it there, I hope you enjoy it.”

Cindy blushed.

“Oh, did I overstep?” Elizabeth tried to hide her face. “Please don’t-”

“I won’t tell, don’t worry.” Cindy said reassuring her.

“This is the second mistake I did today. Please don’t tell them. It’s just,” Elizabeth was sort of shivering, “I thought you would like it, you know, if you get stuck here and sometimes things get very stressful with work, and maybe you would get lonely and-”

“Don’t worry,” Cindy said, “I just thought it was a bit odd.”

Elizabeth nodded. Her perfect mascara was running.

“Look, I have to go back to work, you should fix yourself before they see you like that, if they are as strict as you say.”

Elizabeth took out a small handkerchief from one of the pockets of her dress and cleaned her face.

“Master is very kind and he won’t punish me unless he has to, and I prefer his to the when Mistress does it.”

“You mean Alexandra?”

“Yes, Mistress, uhm. I can’t tell you more about it. I will get in trouble. Please, just don’t tell anyone.”

“I won’t” Cindy reassured her for the third time. “I’ve to work. See you later.”

Elizabeth left the dishes and went to the bathroom downstairs.

Cindy went upstairs and brushed her teeth in the bathroom next to her room. When she came out she heard another card pull over.

She peered out of the window of her room, Alexandra climbed out of the car and walked into the house.

Before Cindy walked into the office, she heard Alexandra’s voice echo through the house, “Elizabeth?”

“She sounds displeased,” Mr. Ramirez said before Cindy sat down.

Cindy didn’t know what to answer.

He let out a sigh and kept typing on his computer.

“Mr. Ramirez?”

“Yes?” He said as he looked over some documents.

“Is Elizabeth going to be alright?”

He lifted his eyes from the papers he was holding, he looked confused and then the realization dawned on him, “Is this about Elizabeth?”

“Yes?” Cindy answered meekly.

“Don’t worry about it, my wife can be a bit stern, but she cares about Elizabeth very deeply.”

Then he went back to his computer, “Now, if you don’t mind, we still have some work to do. If you want I can drive you home after we are done with this batch.”

Cindy nodded and went back to typing.

But Mr. Ramirez stopped writing, “One more thing, the rules apply as much as on the house as in the studio. Don’t concern yourself with the outside world, focus on the task at hand. We have much work to do.”

Cindy gulped. She didn’t want to get on his bad side on the first day. So she went back to her work, she plugged her earphones and focused on the grind.

Time passed quickly. The grandfather clock began to chime and the world outside was getting darker.

Mr. Ramirez dropped his pen on the desk and stretched. “I think that’s enough for today.” He said.

Cindy did the same. Her neck cracked, her wrists hurt and she was so tired of being sitting all day.

“I’m afraid that we will probably not be having dinner together tonight. Why don’t you go ahead and wait for me downstairs while I clean wrap this up before I drive you home?”

“Thank you Mr. Ramirez.” Cindy said as she began to pick up her stuff.

Then his phone began to ring.

“Shit.” He said, “Excuse my language. Do you mind waiting outside. This is a private call, I wasn’t expecting them to call me back so soon.”

Cindy nodded, she was curious.

“Is everything okay?” She said picking up her bag.

“Yes, yes.” He said and pulled up some sheets and turned on his computer again, “It’s just a client from my private practice. A corporation interested in my research.”

“I see,” Cindy said, it was not unheard of, a lot of marketing companies funded psychological research.

“We are still figuring out the kinks, so I am not afraid to discuss any of it with you, but after we are done with that maybe I can get you on board.” He stood up and opened the door for Cindy.

“I can order a car, if you are busy.” Cindy said as she walked out.

“Nonsense. I don’t think it will take long.” With that Mr. Ramirez closed the door.

Cindy was left in the dark corridor, she could hear his muffled voice through the walls and door. They weren’t very thick.

For privacy’s sake she went on her way downstairs.

But as she walked on the creaky boards she heard someone whimpering.

She stopped.

Then there was a loud noise. Like something cracking.

She looked around. There was a soft light coming from the other end of the corridor. From Elizabeth’s room.

The whimpering grew louder.

Cindy tried to walk as silently as possible over the wooden floors.

The door to Elizabeth’s room was slightly open, letting the soft yellow light spill over the floor.

There was another crack. Another whimper.

Cindy knew the rules. But the door was open. And she was sure Elizabeth was in distress.

She approached the door and pushed it just slightly.

Inside she could see Alexandra, standing tall, her hair tied back in a ponytail. She was wearing latex boots, a latex corset and latex gloves. And nothing else.

In her hand she was wielding a long black whip.

She cracked the whip again.

Then she recognized Elizabeth voice, whimpering.

She tried to take a look inside, pushing the door a bit more.

Bending on her waist, was another woman, her ass was red, her legs coated in black latex were shaking. The rest of her body was coated in latex too.

Alexandra cracked her whip another time.

Elizabeth voice whimpered. She could see her outline. But her face was covered in a latex hood.

Finally she noticed what she was saying as she whimpered.

“Ten”

She was counting the lashes with her mouth gagged under the latex hood.

Alexandra took out a small dollop of cream and began to spread it across Elizabeth’s red ass.

“This hurts me more than it hurts you,” Alexandra said, Cindy highly doubted it.

“Because I know how much you love it.” She added, shoving two fingers inside Elizabeth’s exposed cunt.

“If you didn’t love it so much, you would not make mistakes everyday.”

Cindy saw how wet Elizabeth was. She could see her dripping through her legs, to the floor.

She could hear the moaning.

And she felt something burn inside of her.

While Alexandra had her full bush, Elizabeth was smooth.

Also, Alexandra was dripping with lust as well.

The woman spanked the maid with her open palm.

Elizabeth moaned.

“Just wait until your Master comes here. Until he comes here and you have to see me cum on his cock. Wait until he fills you up and cums inside your pussy as you clean mine.”

Elizabeth moaned.

“But I’m afraid you wont get to cum.” Alexandra caressed the maid’s ass, “Only good girls get to cum.”

Elizabeth whimpered.

“Obedient girls get to cum.” Alexandra spanked her.

“Loyal, submissive girls, get to cum.” Alexandra smacked her hand against her ass again.

“You have to earn it.” She said and slid her gloved fingers over Elizabeth’s dick.

Elizabeth whimpered, moaned, Cindy didn’t know.

Cindy stared intently, one hand was already under her blazer, pulling on her nipples.

The other one was on her way down her legs…

There was the creak of a door and light coming out from Mr. Ramirez office.

Cindy freaked out and close the door without thinking. And she was sure she met Alexandra’s eyes, smiling, as she did it.

She went ran down the stairs, the wooden floors creaking under her steps.

Mr. Ramirez came down, slowly, taking his time, he found her sitting on a couch in the living room, flustered, looking at her phone.

“Everything okay?” He said.

“YES.” She said almost yelling, her eyes darted over her body, her blazer was open and he could see her pink bra under the semi-transparent white blouse.

Her nipples were poking the fabric.

He coughed.

“I think it’s a bit chilly outside,” He said opening the entrance door, “I think you should fix your jacket.”

Cindy did. She was blushing. And she could not stoop.

She climbed Mr. Ramirez car and he drove away to the city.

All the way they remained in silence.

All the way Cindy could not stop thinking about Elizabeth, Alexandra, and Mr. Ramirez cock.