Lauren begs to keep her job

“W-what?!” Lauren cried. “You can’t fire me!”

“Why not? You can’t do the basics of coloring, and you can’t go to the bathroom like an average adult! You slack off whenever you want and you barely pay attention to our dress code,” Jennifer said. “If you really want to keep your job, then I expect you to beg for it.”

Lauren whimpered as she approached Jennifer and got onto her knees (on a spot that wasn’t wet) and bent down, kowtowing at Jennifer’s feet. Lauren cried. “Please, you can’t fire me. My mom will kill me! And no one will hire me! And I need the money! Please, let me keep my job. I’ll do anything!”

“I don’t know… what job could you possibly do that you wouldn’t fuck up?” Jennifer asked. I gave you a simple task and you couldn’t even do that!”

“P-please,” Lauren begged. “I…I’ll be your personal servant. I-I’ll… do anything l! Anything you want! Just don’t fire me!”

Jennifer thought for a moment. “Hmmm… I dunno…” Jennifer said. “Hmm, alright. How about you keep your job, however, in order to keep it you have to do anything I say. And on top of that, you’ll only be paid a livable wage, nothing more. And if you complain, there’s the door.”

“Deal!” Lauren cried.

“Okay, then take your clothes off. You’re going to need to get changed into something that isn’t covered in urine,” Jennifer said.

“T-take my clothes off?” Lauren gasped. “H-here?!”

“Is there a problem with that?” Jennifer asked. “Do it now.”