Chloe plays the maid

“Find out what Harry likes in a woman and become her!”

Target > 50, 1d100 roll+12=82, successful suggestion (corruption +1)

“Be a work of art! Ask him if he would like to add his own art on your body.”

Target > 45, 1d100 roll+12=23, failed suggestion

“It’s good manners! Grab his dick.”

Target > 45, 1d100 roll+13=29, failed suggestion

Chloe Jones Corruption Points: 13

Chloe passes on the cigarette but trains her eyes on Harry. He’s tall, single, and smartly dressed for the New Year’s party. Sure, he has history with Rachel, but Rachel is dating Jake now and she’s not running and screaming. He could be a very tasty snack. Chloe bites her finger flirtatiously. “So, what is it that you like, Harry?”

“How do you mean?”

“What’s your go-to wank material? Stepsister stuck in the laundry machine? Schoolgirl gets extra credit? Bukkake?”

Harry takes a pull and then stubs out his cigarette. “Ok, I’ll play. You have to answer a question for me first, though.”

“What’s that?”

“Is everything written on your body true?”

Chloe tries to remember what Rachel wrote in permanent marker on her skin underneath her tiny dress. “Sure. My tits are for sucking and my ass is for spanking.”

“What about the free use slut?”

Chloe winks nervously. “Only one way to find out, Harry.”

“All right,” Harry says. “My go-to wank is maids.”

“Oh. Monsieur would like me to serve, oui?” Chloe asks and curtsies, pretending to be a French maid.

“Oui,” Harry says with steel in his voice. “You are not in your uniform, girl.”

Chloe looks at Rachel in panic. “Where can I get a maid uniform? This is a party at Michael’s mansion. You think he’s got a maid uniform hanging in the master bedroom?”

“The party is catered. Your dress is already tiny and black. You just need an apron, you silly slut. Try the kitchens.”

Harry looks at Rachel. “Hey Rachel! It’s been a bit. So are you two girls a package deal?”

Rachel shakes her head. “Oh, you’d love that. You know I’m dating Jake now. I just want to make sure the hot single sluts I know get the maximum amount of laid on New Year’s. I think I can entrust her to you now.” She slaps Chloe’s ass to get her going, and then goes off her own way.

Chloe walks barefoot into the mansion. The foyer is filled with minglers. Rachel falls off and joins them. Samuel is chatting with a couple other guys. A pack of girls swarms a waiter with a platter of snacks. She sees Ashley and Justin are sneaking up the grand staircase, but misses that her ex-boyfriend Thomas is already upstairs. Chloe ignores them all, then walks past the live jazz band in the ballroom and looks for the kitchens. She passes more and more waiters, until at last she sees a rack of aprons in the staff changing room.

She puts a white apron on. It’s longer than her tiny black party dress, which makes the dress seem even skimpier. Harry’s followed her. She curtsies again for him. “Monsieur.”

Harry considers her. “My shoelace is untied, girl.”

Chloe starts to walk towards him but he stops her. “No walking without permission, girl. Get on your knees and crawl.”

Chloe’s breath catches. She drops to her bare knees on the tile floor and crawls to Harry. Her dress rides up completely, exposing the GRAB ME and SPANK ME written on her ass, as well as her complete lack of panties. She does up his shoelace, and then polishes it with her apron for good measure. “What does sir command?”

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