Discussing terms and conditions

Mindy raised her eyebrow. She had been expected to be presented to the owner in order to be punished for her misdeeds and now found herself being offered a job opportunity. She wasn't sure if this was a sadistic ruse her bosses before the rug was swept out from under her and she would get her rightful punishment.

Mr. Livingstone took the maid's silence for shock.

"I assure you, Ms. Potts, this is a step up from your current position, which, to my understanding, is in the basement dungeon at the moment?" He turned to the woman kneeling by the chair in dark red latex. "You do enjoy going all the way with things, don't you, Sally?"

Mrs. Winthrop bowed her head and revealed a small grin in the corner of her mouth before saying, "It helps get into the spirit of things, I find..."

Mr. Livingstone tilted his head and eyed Mindy as she meekly tried to compose herself. He chuckled and replied, "It certainly gets results one way or the other." He stepped up from his perch on the desk and looked into Mindy's eyes, "How about it, my dear? Would you like a change of venue that would better suit your more salacious skills?"

Mindy blinked, realizing she was expected to answer. She sputtered out again, "I... I don't even know what this new job is... what if I'm not qualified? I'm supposed to be a maid... I just know how to clean..."

Mr. Livingstone let out a hearty a laugh and held Mindy by the shoulders, helping her to her feet.

"My dear, Ms. Potts. You've more than proven your value. My business is providing experiences for my clients. Titillating experiences... sensual ones!" Livingstone's eyes brightened as he described, "In our world, life is ordered. Structured. Predictable. But you..." He touched her tiny nose and grinned, "You are a spark! An inspiration for spontaneity! Your very first night here and my stone figures had been defiled!" He claimed this proudly, but Mindy shrunk down in shame. Livingstone continued on, "The next day, you dared to cross the grounds nude! Sure, you couldn't sit still long enough to make me my statue, but I'll make sure not to send over a distraction the next time." He winked at Winthrop who looked down. Mindy's eyes widened at the realization that the senior maid had been sent on orders to do that little show with Annette for her benefit... or detriment? She couldn't dwell on it any further as her employer continued the rundown of her exploits.

"... Your escapades with the French girl. You know, I could pair you up. Some folks would pay for the double feature. Of course, your tryst with the delivery man... that sealed it for me. You will make a lot of happy clients."

"Will I have to...?" Mindy fidgeted with her fingers, gesturing one finger slipping into a hole.

"Did you HAVE to with the delivery man?"

Mindy blushed, "It felt like a good idea at the time..." She tried to hide a smile by looking away.

"Then I say, go with your instincts, Ms. Potts. I don't run a brothel, and my clients don't expect one, but if the mood were right and the participants willing... "

"I still don't know what the job is..."

"You will be a maid, more or less. Maybe servant would be a more appropriate term. Your basic functions will be similar to what you do here..." Livingstone paused to append with, "...the cleaning part. Only, you can provide other services should the opportunity present itself. That's why I need open minded and creative thinkers for this job, sometimes the client doesn't know what he or she wants." Mr. Livingstone walked over to Mrs. Winthrop. "Sally here is quite experienced in the whole endeavor." He snapped his finger and Sally rose to her feet. "Aren't you, Sally?"

The head maid brushed her hair to one side and nodded.

"Yes, Mr. Livingstone."

"Why don't you show Ms. Potts what kind of work she could expect?"

"Yes, Mr. Livingstone."

Mindy felt odd watching Mrs. Winthrop behave like this. She became even more uneasy as Mr. Livingstone instructed her superior to give a sample of the prospective work. That unease grew when, instead of moving toward Mr. Livingstone, Mrs. Winthrop turned and approached her!

Mindy took a step back, too afraid or curious to outright run away. The taller woman stood in front of her and sank down to her knees. She looked up at Mindy, eyes sharing a similar discomfort over the situation. Taking Mindy's hand, Mrs. Winthrop said, "Allow this girl to show you how we please our clients, Mistress."