Plans are made

Some hours later you sister's friends arrive, although it has not felt like hours considering how busy you have been preparing for their arrival.

You have had to clean the living room where your sister will be entertaining them, you have had to prepare food and booze, and all the while your sister has been telling you about how you are expected to act. You could not remember a lot of these house rules, but you are thankful that she has been able to guide you through them.

As her friends arrive she greets them and you take their coats.

First is Tamara, a short but well proportioned brunette with glasses. She has always been **** to you than your sister has, but that may be because she has always seemed to have been at the bottom of your sister's friend group. She has always tended to go along with whatever the group wanted, sometimes you think she may be afflicted with that Absolute Gullability Syndrome you've read about, but who knows really...

Second to arrive is the undisputed alpha of your sister's friend group, Katie. If you had to describe her in a word, it would be 'rich', although 'entitled', 'selfish', or 'bitch' would fit just as well. If your sister has treated you like shit over the years, whenever Katie has been in the room it has been turned up to 11. Katie looked like a girl you'd see on reality TV, she was a vain party girl but she was an undeniable beauty.

As each arrive, you accept their coat, curtsy (a house rule your sister explained to you while you were preparing the house), and put it away, being sure to address them as Mistress while doing so (and trying hard not to trip in your heels).

You step into the kitchen to bring the first load of drinks, but as you do your sister appears behind you. She quickly speaks "Before you go any further, have you heard of Absolute Gullability Syndrome?"

"Yes Mistress, I have read about it in the news" you reply.

"No you haven't, in fact you've never heard of it. If you hear anyone speak of about AGS you never take any of it in" she counters. All of a sudden you can't remember what question she asked you, as though a fog has descended on your short term memory.

Once seated, and with drinks in hand, they all began talking. While you step back into the kitchen to grab the food, you can overhear part of their conversation.

"Holy shit, how did you get him to wear that slutty maid outfit? Did he lose a bet?" Katie exclaims.

"No, I found a letter in the post, it turns out he has AGS"_ _your sister replied, though your brain did not process the last part of what she had said.

"So what have you done to him?" asked Tamara, almost with concern in her voice.

"Well, he thinks he's the housemaid now, I told him he lost his job and wanted to contribute to the house"

"Did he lose his job?" Tamara interrupted

"What? No? I don't know, but he thinks he did. He thinks he has to walk around in that maid outfit, cleaning and cooking for us. He has to call us Mistress. He will curtsy when you give him an order. He's basically ours to do with for the night" you sister finishes.

"Fuck yeah, this is going to be fun" Katie shouts.

You return with a tray of food, set it down and stand waiting for an order as the girls continue talking among themselves.

"What should we do with him first?" asks your sister.