Kimberly's first task

Kim stood dutifully next to Alice, keeping her arms to her side just like Mr. Watts commanded. Kim blushed as she thought of how her unshaven pussy was on full display for the lady of the house. Her blush deepened, however, as a butler stepped out from the house with a round metal tray in one hand, and a tall glass of what looked like a fruity cocktail, with a small umbrella and everything.

The butler acted as if Kimberly wasn't even there as he presented the cocktail to Mrs. Watts. She took the cocktail without even looking up and the butler left as quickly as he arrived. Alice took a sip, only to stop a moment later. "I just realized," She said, looking to her right, "I don't have a side table for this. Won't you help me out with that." She finished, in a tone that told Kimberly that this was a command, not a request.

"You want me to get you a side table ma'am?" Kim asked.

Alice chuckled. "No need for that. I just need you to get on you hands and knees, and stay still." She pointed to an open space to her immediate right.

Kim could only nod and step forward meekly, she descended slowly onto her knees, they pressed uncomfortably against the concrete as she leaned down to her arms, making a level surface with her naked back. She gasped as the cold glass was placed against her back, the ice inside chilling her skin to an almost painful degree. But she maintained her position on the ground, not wanting to anger her new mistress.

It would have been extremely humiliating if Kim wasn't already getting used to this kind of treatment. She was an object to these people, and this proved it. Here she was, being treated like a table and a spectacle for a richer woman. Kim could only wish that this would be as bad as it would get today, but she had the feeling that it would only get worse from here.

Occasionally, Mrs. Watts would take another sip, leaving a cold circle on Kim's back which filled with warmer blood as the glass was taken away, only for it to chill painfully once again as the glass returned. Eventually, however, the glass was empty, and Kim was left holding it up with her back, her arms and knees getting all the more uncomfortable against the ground.

"Alright, you can go now, I'm done with you for now." Alice piped up dismissively. "And take that glass back to the kitchen before you go anywhere else."

Kim nodded as best she could in her position, and she awkwardly grabbed the glass from off her back. Standing up, she dusted off her knees and began to walk bashfully towards the glass doorway. She hoped she wouldn't run into too many people on the way to the kitchen.