A maid outfit of her dreams

(Anne's PoV)

At work, my phone goes off. I check 'New quest', part of me is giddy, part of me wants to check it now. But I know well enough that I should check it later, when I am in a private space, not in the open floor office. It is often a small thing, but it can be fairly lewd in nature. I try to focus on my job, but the question of what that quest is keeps pulling me to my phone.

Rowan, a colleague of mine, approaches me. The spry, fit guy in his late 20s asks: "Do you have something on your mind? Someone like you shouldn't have." He is such a flirt. Especially when you contrast him with Master, he still has yet to figure out that the dumb, stupid sugar baby and daddy flirty joke Robin tried. Should I want him to be mine and mine alone, or should I push him into more relationships? He is great for me, maybe too good. Rowan snaps his fingers in front of me: "Hey, you with me? Or are you in some other place?"

"Sorry, Rowan, I was lost in my mind. Yeah.... I have recently started a relationship, and it kind of results in me having my head in the clouds." I smile softly.

He reacts frustratedly. "Well, I hope you... You find happiness with whomever it may be." How head over heels was he for me? It should be too late for a first crush. Well, a crush will always remain a crush. And if you aren't careful, it will crush you. "Well, if you can't focus, take a break; Maybe that will help clear your mind." I smile and nod.

I wish I didn't need to deal with pricks like Rowan, who feel like any woman they like owes them something. A tiny bit of nervousness washes over me. I take my master's sock out of my pocket in a ball in my hand and smell it. My head returns to bed with him, me in his arms, calm.

I head towards the toilet to take a pee and to take a peek at what the quest is. As I sit down and open my phone, I want to shout, to question, to verbalise my dissatisfaction, but I can't, I don't know who else is on the toilet. A voice in the back of my head says, "Isn't it fun? You were open about your fetishes, and whoever is the Quest Master or the AI responded and said DO IT." That voice isn't fully wrong. It is fun, and the app is daring me to do it. It is not like it says I need to suggest all the things I like.

Where should I go to which Sex Shop, should I go? There were people in high school who talked about a sex shop in town that was quite big and classy. A girl from Uni also talked about it. What was it called? 'Wonderous World of Pleasure' was it, that should be a good starting point. I look into its location. Not far from work, it is located in Woensel. I can do that before heading back to master's place. Ahh, why do I need to go to such a place? Can't we just order online?

Wait, a second, there was a new tab. Perk Tree? I was so overwhelmed by the quest that I missed it. Did that unlock due to a level up? Let's see... Servicing I, Pokerface I, Cleaning I, Wealthy I and their upgrades all seem like great perks. Hmm, Wealthy II would make money less of an issue; It would cost me all my perk points, though.

Warning Maid with master obtaining Wealthy will automatically transfer perk effects to the designated master. Do you want to continue? Yes/No

Ooh, he has more money than I do anyway, so let's select yes. I close the app and go back to work.

At lunch, I approach master and whisper to him: "I will stop by a shop to do some inventory after I am done here. I will send you some items you need to check." He raises his eyebrow curiously as he makes me a plate.

"Here you go. A wonderful full plate with quiche and freshly baked pangasius fillet. Made with love." Master said to me, showing his love.

Rowan noticed that. He hasn't grabbed a plate yet. He pushes past others and approaches. "Who are you, and how dare you say that to Anne like that?"

Master puts on the most fake smile I have ever seen him have and responds: "Sir, I am Pieter and made with love is a really common platitude when handing someone food."

Rowan tries to calm down what master said was logical. But logic doesn't always prevail, luckily for master this is company lunch, our supervisor is here. Aron, a man in his 40s with salt and pepper hair, approaches. "Calm down, Rowan, even if.... Pieter was it, flirts with Anne, what is wrong about it?" Rowan huffs away without food, angry. I see master talking to Jessica. Meanwhile, Aron approaches me to ask: "What is Pieter's relationship to you? He tried to de-escalate, but everyone can tell the two of you are flirting."

"We are dating. I told him I would pick up some things after work." I begrudgingly answer. Why did I feel like I was lying? Did I want to tell him we are master and maid? Ohh, I am maybe too into the roleplay. I might want to keep this in mind.

Aron responds: "Good if it remains at this level, I don't mind. Rowan should keep his head down. I hope the two of you are happy together."

With a big smile, I respond: "It is new, but we are happy and trying to see where we are going. What we want and need from one another."

"Good. You shouldn't jump into anything you don't feel comfortable with."

"Thanks, Aron."

After work, I head to the 'Wonderous World of Pleasure'. The building is hidden in an industrial area. This three-story building had an unassuming appearance with only a modest sign as an indication that a sex shop was inside. I enter, and a bell rings. As I wander in, I am greeted by a heavy-set woman behind the counter. "Hello, new face, what can I do for you? I am Emily."

Nervously, I answer: "I am Anne. My boyfriend and I have started exploring some more adventurous things. We are very into roleplaying as, maid and master. He would love to see me locked up in chastity. We are curious about bondage and other forms of subdom play."

"Then I suggest with the outfits and lingerie downstairs. I can join you if you want to take some measurements for the chastity belt. Top floor is pornos, first floor is the kinky toys, ropes, paddles, etc., and this floor, as you can see, is vibrators, dildos, condoms, and other more vanilla interests."

"What benefits would that have if you did the measurements?" I ask nervously with a hint of panic. I grab my master's sock and smell it again to calm down.

"Calm down. On top of being correctly sized, it would mean you don't have to worry about taking it off for a pissing and shitting. It would just help with day-to-day comfort if you guys ever end up doing long-term play." She says as if many people have had the same questions when they came here.

"What would the cost be of what you are suggesting is semi-custom work?" I worry that it might cost me a lot of money.

"Depending right off the shelf costs around a hundred euros, and adjusting, I would add another 20. Or I can make something more custom, starting at 200 euros."

"Before we go downstairs, can you show me some examples?" I nervously ask. If I can get some feedback from master before I am done here, that would be nice. I wouldn't need to return multiple times. She nods, takes a book to a table, and we sit and look at various forms of chastity belts. Where the bands and strips are made of metal and not the cage, where the strips are made of rope, where the bands are leather, where he bonds are plastic. "Are there metal coated in plastic bands?" She flips and shows me that it is in her custom section, the lower end, but that is still 200. "Would you mind if I send some pics to my boyfriend?"

"Not as long as you don't take pictures of people other than yourself."

I snap a few pictures, some of the pre-made ones that I liked, and of the one she just showed and tell master the prices. I sent a price for each. I get a response: "The custom one is fine as long as you enjoy the texture. You might need to wear it for a while. From the pictures in the book, she has an eye for detail. I am willing to spend up to 300 euros." My eyes widen.

She noticed and responded: "Okay, so he said something out there. You have gotten a budget for a custom thing, right?"

I nod and tell her: "300 euros."

As she rushes me down, she says: "I will grab some material samples and measuring tape. Try on some maid outfits whilst I get my stuff ready. That has been a while, but this is going to be fun work."

I put on several different kinds of maid outfits. Latex ones, and fabric ones of different lengths, until I find the maid outfit of my dreams. It is just the dress is until just above the knee, has a leather bustier, has a garter belt, thigh-high socks, and a lovely white apron, which I could embroider. I fuss over every little detail before I send a photo of myself in the mirror, followed by the price. It costs more than the rest. But it has a proper supportive bustier included, which means I don't need a bra underneath. Just like with the chastity belt, he responds quickly: "You can buy 2-4 depending on how many you think you need." Does he not actually care about how much it costs? Does he just want to be included? I will take 4, it will help in the long run, I think.

Emily rushes down and says: "I have everything. Ooooh nice look. Okay, take it off and let's feel how the samples feel." We spend 20 minutes fussing over the materials, the shape of the plate and conclude with a smile and a handshake. "I guess I should take this cute little number up as well?"

"Take up 4, and do you need me to sign something for the belt?"

"Please do, I will make a draft of the design and write the exact specs, like the material and colour, calculate the price, and then I will make an order receipt. That is what you sign. Look around if you see some more fun things here on the first and ground floor. Couples tend not to want porn movies."

"Thanks, I will. Look into some lingerie here and then go up to the first floor and then back down to the ground floor." I look through the lingerie, but with each set I try, the more I realise that it might not work when we are doing chastity play.

I ask master and he says: "We can look into it later, you don't need any right now, you are sexy enough. Whilst you are there, go look for some fun toys." He said no in the most teasing way.

I head up to the first floor to find all types of bondage gear. I suggest a book on how to do shibari. I instantly regret it. I follow up by sending just as embarrassing a 20m rope, a ball gag, a blindfold and a kit to cuff someone to the bed. Price labels included. Am I so interested in bondage that I can't keep myself from sending that stuff? I head down to look at some vibrators with remotes and send those as well. I have a magic wand at home, so no need to get one of those.

Master responds: "A shibari instruction book is interesting, let's grab that. Then that rope becomes a must. Ball gag and blindfold, you can't miss. The cuff kit is cool, especially with those remote vibrators, so please do. Can you also pick up those nipple and clit suckers next to the cuff kit? I believe it is 78.95. That would mean you should get a bill of around 1000 euros. Give or take 100 euros." My eyes go wide, and I grab the stuff and head to the counter.

Emily says: "Here is the proposal, take a look. And in the meantime, I will scan your other purchases."

It looks great. I sign it, fill in some contact information for myself so she can contact me when the custom order is done. "Emily, I will pay for the items now, as well as the custom order."

"Fine, I will give you a small discount. The total before the discount is 1013.25. After the discount, it is 911.93. If you had tried to pick up some of the paddles and whips, I would have warned you. Tell your boyfriend to check that he can fit at least 2 fingers around the joints. That includes your neck and hip. By the way, should I send you a copy of the signed copy of receipt, as well as the contract for the custom order?"

I nod, pay and leave.