Wait to meet her the next morning

John woke up the next morning, a bit disoriented at first. He had had the craziest dream about a free-use world... wait. No. No, it was not a dream! right? Full of adrenaline from the fear of losing this wonderful new life he jumped out of the bed and looked out of the window. He saw palm trees outside. He was still here. It was not a dream. After catching his breath and calming down a little bit, he was surprised to see that even though he had cum multiple times in various women yesterday, he still had solid morning wood, just like every day. Some things would probably never change. After having a glass of water and putting on some clothes John remembered that Jenny, his new personal attendant should be introducing herself this morning. He had no idea when she would arrive here though. John checked his phone and saw that he had a message from Jenny 'Good morning Mr. Smith, I am on my way. I should arrive at your house at about 9. Is that all right?' He checked the clock. 8:45. Perfect, he couldn't wait to meet her. He wrote back 'Yes, sure I am here. And call me John'. He saw no need to keep things formal between them. Maybe he would try out having some woman address him as Sir or Master at some point, but not today. John waited. 8:50. He sat down on the living room sofa 8:55. he stood up again. Then, finally, he heard the doorbell ring. He buzzed her inside.

A moment later, there was a knock at the door and John opened it. There she stood, her cheeks flushed pink, maybe from the stairs up here or from the excitement of being here. "So, erm... you must be Jenny, right? Come on in" John said and, beaming brightly, she stepped inside of his apartment. "Oh Mr. Smith, well I mean John that is, you have NO idea how much of an honor it is to be chosen for this position. Well considered at least, I am sure you have invited other candidates as well, but to even be considered, Oh you have no idea how happy I am!" John looked down at her cute face, babbling rapidly how thankful she was for being chosen as his personal servant girl. She didn't even look at him with the same lustful glance he caught on the street sometimes, just pure admiration it seemed. "Oh well, I.. other candidates? Am I supposed to do that? I only invited you here, actually" Her jaw dropped. "Are you for real? me?? With all of those incredibly attractive options you have chosen me and ONLY me? Oh I am so..." she seemed to finally be speechless for a moment. "I mean, it is as you said right? If I want hot girls I can go out and get them any time but" then John awkwardly added "Not that I think you are not hot just, well you know what I mean. "John looked at her cute face, her short stubby nose, her eyes wide in excitement still. She was quite cute after all. Not the 'oh my god is that girl hot' type, but in a 'girl next door' kind of way. "Why don't we take a seat and talk a bit for now?" John said and indicated the sofa. "yes, John of course!" she eagerly said "What do you want to talk about? What do you want to know?" John couldn't help but chuckle a bit. She was so eager, so bubbly in her nervous excitement.

They sat down next to each other on the soft black sofa "So, I guess you will be my, how to call it, attendant from now on, huh?" John began, not really knowing how to start this conversation. But Jenny just beamed over at him and nodded "Yes John. And" she added with a smile "as for what you call it, that is up to you. Attendant. Servant. Personal assistant. ****. Anything you like." John still could not believe the level of excitement she radiated all over the room. "Well I wouldn't want to think of you as a **** or anything" John quickly added. The idea of a fuckslave may be exciting to fantasize about but to actually say that to someone just felt so weird.. And anyway, he could have all the sex he wanted anyway, right? If he asked her for it she would probably do anything he could ever think of and more. But not now. "I will just call you Jenny, let's not make things more complicated than they are, right?" "Anything you want, John" she answered. John thought about how she had been acting so far and asked "Is this actually such a big deal? or honor? or however, you want to call it? I mean you acted like you just won the lottery or something? I know there are not that many men around here but still..." She looked back at him with a thoughtful look "But John, yes! Yes it is" She did however seem a bit more normal now "As you said, we do not have a lot of men around here. And especially for a girl like me " She cast her eyes down now "well Let us just say I do not get the level of attention that some women do. And even they always complain about never getting enough..." She snapped out of her sad mood right away "But now here you are, choosing me of all people! And well, I was just hoping that my life would be much more, lets say, interesting from now on" She grinned at him a bit. "More interesting, huh? John laughed "Well, you know what I mean" Jenny replies, blushing again "To be perfectly honest, yes I was hoping to get some.. well to get some. At least once in a while" she added hastily. "This is obviously completely up to you. Even if I can just help you with, well anything really, that will still be more than..." John interrupted her "Jenny?" she shut up and nodded "Believe me. There will be more than enough times where I will make sure you are walking funny when you leave this door" he pointed behind her to his apartment door. At this thought, Jenny shivered excitedly "You.. you really mean it?!" "Yes" John said "Yes I do"