“You did an excellent job tonight, Veronica, and you earned that nice big tip I gave you. I think you should hold onto it until the right moment. You’ll know it when it comes.” Evelyn laid across a couch and scrolled through social media apps while Caroline got herself ready for the remainder of their night.

Veronica wasn’t used to Evelyn taking a kind tone with her, but she could tell it was sincere. As strict, cruel, demanding, and entitled as Evelyn could be, Veronica knew that she was genuine when expressing that she was pleased with someone. Especially when that someone was subordinate to her. It was difficult for one to earn, but once you were on Evelyn’s good side she had a reputation for looking out for you in her own way. This way, however, often meant more control. As if she were looking out for an asset or a possession rather than an ally or a friend. Something about finally receiving her approval would get someone hooked. For example, when an employee at one of her businesses finally received her approval it seemed that they would be willing to take on more work, fetch more coffee, or run more errands for her even when off the clock. Next thing the subordinate knew? They were ensnared. Enthralled. Enslaved to Evelyn’s will. It was like Evelyn’s mere presence could do it if you were in her orbit long enough. Like she carried some sort of magic, even in the way she spoke, which was impossible for most to resist given enough time. 

This realization washed over Veronica, but while her nerves would typically be sent into overdrive, this time it was like everything was being filtered into it bring a thrill. Evelyn’s approval felt good, and while she knew that she should be scared of whatever was happening to her now, she couldn’t find it in herself to be. Maybe the thrill of the night hadn’t worn off yet. While Evelyn and Caroline enjoyed a romantic evening together, Veronica spent it in uniform, serving their meal. She took to it seemingly naturally, and found it unexpectedly exhilarating. Standing at attention and fading into the background. Existing solely to serve. Happy for the woman she had been crushing on finding someone who was a better fit. Driven to make their date special, but the night wasn’t over. Could she keep making it special? Something had flipped in her mind when she was placed in that position. She had worked service jobs before, but nothing so high end, and in such an environment she felt like she finally enjoyed it. The atmosphere. The uniforms. Serving truly impressive clients. She felt that maybe someone like Evelyn’s ego was more than warranted. Unlike some of the self important but painfully average people at chain restaurants she’d waited at in the past. As she stood before Evelyn, still in her restaurant uniform, she would find herself bowing her head. She felt foolish thinking that her crush could ever lead to anything, even if Evelyn seemed to kind of like her more than she had previously believed, but that didn’t mean she had to be nothing to Evelyn. She couldn’t believe what she was thinking.

”Well? Speak, girl.” Evelyn lowered her phone as she turned her head to face Veronica. “Something is on your mind.” 

Veronica felt her head lower more as her gut twisted just a little. She was still nervous, but less about what seemed to be happening, and more because she did not want to be wrong. She did not want her feelings to make Evelyn feel weird about her and she didn’t want to displease her.  Could she successfully hide it? The businesswoman had always been good at reading her. Almost like she could just reach inside of her mind and pluck out whatever she chose to. Still, Veronica was nervous to say it out loud. Evelyn’s stern yet caring and sincere tone made her tingle with excitement, however, and quickly that tingling seemed to force her to respond. “Well, I know I didn’t get the job. He said he’s impressed but that I can’t just jump to a place like that.” Veronica felt so timid once she said it. Evelyn probably pulled a lot of strings to get her that opportunity. 

”There are plenty of options, Veronica. You would only need to work at a similar but slightly less elite place for a year or two and I’m sure he’d hire you on the spot.” Evelyn would then put her phone on silent after giving it an annoyed glance when multiple notification sounds went off.

”Well that’s what troubles me. I haven’t been called back, and the ones who have even bothered to speak to me haven’t been hiring. I’m surprised I’m so sad about it. I never thought I’d want to wait tables again but something about-“ she said, stopping herself as Evelyn’s put her hand up as if to silence her. She hadn’t intended to stop, but something about Evelyn doing that forced her to. 

”Well look at that.” Her smile was devilish. It scared Veronica in a way. “About serving? Not serving just anyone though.”

”Yes, serving a high end client. Um, serving you. I actually enjoyed it. Can I tell you something? Please don’t laugh.” Veronica’s tone was still sheepish, and she was already blushing. She was so nervous but she didn’t want to hide it. She couldn’t. Something about Evelyn’s smile bothered her, somewhere deep down, but her newly developing feelings around her best friend’s sister were drowning out whatever her gut was trying to tell her. 

”I know you like me.” Evelyn laughed, but not in a cruel way for once. “To be honest I think it’s adorable, but I think there’s more going on than that. I think you liked serving my date and I. I think you like being third wheel. You can tell me. Just be honest.”

”I-“ Veronica trembled as she nervously tried to say it out loud. “I- um. You make sense together. I wanted you to have the best date you could. I’ve never seen you so happy when looking at someone.” She sighed. “I liked making your date special, even if it meant serving you, being at your beck and call. Included only when useful while you two bonded.” A stray tear ran down her face. She couldn’t believe what she was thinking, but to say it out loud? In front of someone who had always said Veronica would end up scrubbing floors? Why was she validating Evelyn’s long held opinions of her? As her thoughts began to flow somewhat freely a stray one would consider that maybe Evelyn was right. Maybe a service job, but specifically sucking up to people like her, was right for Veronica.”

”You still have a place in my life, and obviously in my brother’s life. Sabrina adores you more than I think you realize as well. God, you sound like you’re saying goodbye.” Evelyn rolled her eyes as she turned to reach for a drink. “I’m really not in a good position for this. Waitress, will you be a sweetheart and get my drink for me?”

”Oh, of course Miss Porter!” Veronica complied automatically. She quickly fetched it like a servant before she even consciously realized it was a command. 

”That’s a good girl. There’s a reason we love having you around so much.” Evelyn sat up a little so she could enjoy her drink.

Veronica blushed. She felt herself getting excited by Evelyn’s praise. Her feelings for this woman confused her so much, but she was losing the motivation to keep questioning it. “I’m not saying goodbye. I don’t think I could ever leave your side, or Elias. I do like you. I think. I just always felt like you were mean to me but I think maybe you just wanted to guide me. To tell you the truth I’m also afraid of getting a job that would interfere with me seeing you guys so much. I’ve missed spending so much time together. Maybe I haven’t put in the effort in should.”

”Veronica, you never had much structure or discipline in your life, of course I was only ever providing that for you. It’s just what you need. You aren’t able to thrive without a lot of it. You should listen to me more often.” Evelyn was still smiling. Her plan seemed to be working. Veronica was inching closer and closer to willing acceptance of lifelong service to the Porter family. When she accepted? She would already have five years of training. Evelyn never spent that long on someone but Veronica was not just any future servant. She was special, and Evelyn had found a bottomless pit of entertainment in chipping away at her and remolding her so slowly. It wasn’t unlikely that she would be the perfect servant, even when compared to everyone else Evelyn had turned over the years, and it was likely that so much time would play a role in that. Veronica still didn’t realize that she was already Evelyn’s, more or less, but the years of programming were finally beginning to leak into her conscious mind. Soon they would finally merge and Veronica would be driven by a desire to sign her life away to the Porter family and praise their rightful mastery over every aspect of her life. Evelyn basked in the the victory she knew was coming and continued after taking another drink. “You’re useful, Veronica, but the world has been very unfair to you. High expectations, the pressure to be something you aren’t, telling you that you’re a failure if you don’t make more money than you could ever count, and yet it’s clear what you’re good at. There’s no shame in it, serving in such a lovely place, but you’re in a hard position now. You’ve found your calling, but now you don’t have the experience or training for the job, and you need a job desperately.”

Veronica wiped her stray tears away. She tried to stop herself from allowing any more of them. It just felt inappropriate. Evelyn was right. Just thinking about where she wanted to be in 5 weeks was stressful. 5 years? 10 years? She wasn’t even sure she was smart enough to think that far ahead at this point. “What am I going to do?”

“Hey, don’t worry so much. I don’t think my brother would ever kick you out to be honest, but I know you don’t want to feel like a mooch. I wouldn’t try to give him money for the room because then it’s a rental, but you probably could help around the house a little. I’m sure he and Sabrina would appreciate the effort to show thanks to them, and the maids would likely appreciate the help even if you just took care of your own room so they didn’t have to worry about it.” 

“I think you’re right. He would never do that to me but that’s more reason I should try to help a little. I heard you say they’re hosting a big get together soon at dinner tonight. Maybe I could help get the place ready. The maids must be under a lot of pressure.” Veronica said, but wondered if they were even capable of feeling stress. Brianna never seemed stressed. None of those who served the Porters ever seemed stressed. They seemed happy, even if they seemed rather simple in thought and desire. 

“Maybe you could show off your waitress skills as well. It may impress another restaurant owner. I’m sure you’d rather mingle though, and wouldn’t fault you for it given what the get together is. I mean, it is an unofficial class reunion of sorts, with Elias inviting so many people from that period of your lives. It may be less embarrassing for you if they think you’re at least working for Elias, as opposed to the perception you’re mooching off of him, and maybe you’d like to help everyone enjoy the party like you helped me and Caroline tonight. You can keep practicing your skills here for the rest of the weekend regardless, and I think Caroline would be excited to help train you directly.”

Veronica barely shook. It was far less than usual in a moment like this. Something was happening to her, or already had, but she couldn’t place whatever it was. She began to stutter but no words came out. She had no idea Elias was planning such a thing. Her mind couldn’t piece together what to do. In a way she finally felt fear again. What if she did serve at the party, in uniform, and everyone saw her? They’d see Brianna. Poor Brianna. Could she let her old friend deal with that alone? On the other hand she would certainly be useful. Maybe everyone would appreciate her service. 

”Oh my god I finally get it.” Evelyn finished her drink before continuing. “You’re a little cuckquean! It all makes sense now. How much you loved serving us this evening. Your behavior towards Elias and his romantic partners. Was being one of Sabrina’s bridesmaids hot for you?” Evelyn laughed as she continued. “It would explain why you’re drooling now, over the thought of me putting you in uniform to keep serving us. You love my family that much, or have you just been looking at too much porn?”

”I. Maybe. I. I have looked but, I love-“ Veronica tried to continue before she was interrupted, but she was so caught off guard to begin with due to the party news. Just when she was getting a grip on things again, Evelyn had dropped something that made Veronica feel like she’d melted her brain, like Evelyn could tell when she needed to do it. For some reason everything Evelyn said seemed like the truth, even if she couldn’t recall agreeing with her statements until she said them. Maybe Veronica just realized she stood no chance against this woman. She certainly didn’t after Evelyn melted her mind even more with the cuckquean observation.

”Oh my god what a perv. I bet you would love to watch me fuck my girlfriend in front of you. That’s so deliciously kinky, but do you trust me to lock a chastity belt on you? We can’t have you touching yourself while on duty, can we?” Evelyn said as her voice became more like a guiding one, even if condescending.

“I- um” Veronica trembled. She’d seen them in pics but as far as she knew she’d never worn one before.

”It’s okay. All of my servants wear them, and you won’t be an exception. You know I could just never give the key back though. The devices I use would still let you handle body functions, but don’t allow for self gratification. It helps turn your brains into a pliable mush, so that you’re more easily molded into the excellent servants I desire.”

”The risk of that,” Veronica said before letting out a whimper. Her face turned red with embarrassment again.

”Thrilling, isn’t it?” Evelyn smirked. “I’ll put you in one if you want. Just for the rest of the weekend. You have to wear a maid uniform though. I also have a collar for you. Your legs are weak aren’t they? Go ahead and give them a break.”

Veronica dropped down to a kneeling position, though it wasn’t what she intended, and would say “collar?”

”Eager for it are you?” Evelyn looked down upon her with her usual twisted grin now. 

”If-if that’s what you want Miss Porter, I will wear it.” She hadn’t fallen well, and found herself falling forward a little, supporting herself by dropping to all fours.

”Good girl. Now show me you want it. Show me how hot you think it is. If you want a collar for the rest of the weekend then lick my boots. I’ll keep it between us and Caroline. Don’t worry.” Evelyn’s command came out as if she were commanding one of her mindless palace slaves. 

Veronica’s mind felt mushy. Did it always feel that way? She would give in. She didn’t realize that her newfound cuckquean kink had been implanted by Evelyn to begin with, and had taken to looking up content about it at times, unknowingly reinforcing the programming she still remained oblivious to. “Please please please I want to make you two happy and I can’t be trusted when I’m not locked up. I’m such a pervert Miss Porter. I need to be locked up so I can focus.” She couldn’t believe she was saying this but she couldn’t stop herself. 

”Of course you do you pornbrained simpleton.” Evelyn’s tone switched to one Veronica was more used to, but now Veronica found it hot. “You can’t self discipline, you can’t give yourself structure, and you need someone to push you to do things you’re responsible for. It was bad enough before, but now that this is all you think about? Maybe it’s prevented you from taking your job search seriously. So horny you’re ruining my floor.” Now Veronica was both wet and drooling, bowing lower, eager to please. Evelyn gazed down with contempt. “Luckily for you I can have that fixed.” She nodded to a maid who would quickly give a bow and leave the room. “Look at the mess you’re going to have to clean. I should make you lick it all up. You also don’t get to call me Miss Porter. It’s Mistress for the rest of the weekend.

“Please please please Mistress I’m begging you.” She would rise back up to her knees, hands clasped together and begging, only to see a look of contempt on Evelyn’s face. “Please help me! I can’t stop and I think it’s getting in the way of my job search!”

“Did I say you could stop bowing, slave?” Evelyn’s tone had become ice cold.

Veronica bowed down again immediately, and the maid would return with a list of items as she did. A uniform, a collar, and a chastity belt.

”Up. Knees.” Evelyn commanded with the snap of her fingers.

Veronica complied, and quickly a thick steel collar was placed around her neck. It always amused Evelyn no matter how often they went through this, but this time Veronica had almost zero resistance, and Evelyn was feeling victorious. Next, she would command Veronica to undress. As she placed the belt on her, Evelyn would continue. “I hope you understand the game you’re playing here. I could just never unlock you. Keep you a mindless, endlessly horny pervert, I could control your reality Veronica.”

”yes Mistress. please control my reality. You help me so much. I owe you so much” Veronica begged. She was so turned on she couldn’t control herself anymore.

”Oh but I already do, slave. I bend society to my will. Your reality for the rest of the weekend is that you are my maid. You’ll be tending to me, and you’ll be tending to Caroline. If you can focus on the tasks we assign you maybe I’ll help you with earning your keep at your new home.”