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Chapter 5 by nothingmaj0r nothingmaj0r

Who is it?

Mr. Watts

Kim watched in stunned silence as the patriarch of the Watts family walked through her door. He hadn't even bothered to knock, but from the entitled and confident look on his face, Kim could guess that invading her privacy would be a usual thing. He was a tall man, six feet tall by the very least, with the broad shoulders expected of an athlete, though he was by all means a businessman. He was dressed in a three-piece suit that must have cost more than Kimberly's car, and a golden watch rested on his wrist.

"Good afternoon Kimberly." He greeted her, his voice like a deep bass guitar. He gestured to bed, where she had left the torn letter. "I see you've read our letter, I hope you haven't been scared off just yet."

Kim was afraid she would say something wrong, what was she supposed to say in this situation? "I- well-"

Mr. Watts held up a large hand. "There's no need to explain yourself, it was there for you to read after all." He said with a practiced smile. "Whenever we have a new servant like yourself, we like to give them their first day as a grace period, so understand that none of those rules apply just yet."

His 'reassurances' were of a cold comfort to Kim, one way or another, she would still be naked. "B-but you don't really expect me to do all that right? I mean- this was just a prank right?"

Mr. Watts chuckled. "I'm afraid not Kimberly. We are quite serious. You signed the contract after all, if you weren't comfortable with this arrangement, then I'm sorry to say there's nothing to be done about it."

The contract, Kim remembered. The massive 200 page contract that Kim could barely skim over much less read. It wasn't like she could have afforded a lawyer to read it for her, she just signed hoping it wouldn't be too bad. Kim's stomach sank as she realized just what she was in for.

Mr. Watts smiled at her, though it didn't reach his eyes. "You have until 8AM tomorrow morning to make peace with the rules here. But after that, I expect you to follow them." He then turned and walked out of the room, his massive frame disappearing beyond the door.

What's next?

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