Why can't I be a butler?

It didn't feel real until I was **** to look into a mirror.

I wore a cute black and white maid uniform. It was mostly the same as what Ria, the headmaid as well as Patricia and Miranda wore, although there where a few subtle differences.

For starters, my skirt was considerably shorter and frillier. It wasn't enough to be called slutty, but there was a certain childish design to it that achieved the effect of making me come across as less mature.

Most striking however, was the thing that couldn't be seen. After the bath was over a small metallic cage was placed upon my dick. It allowed me to urinate but that was about it.

“I will not tolerate a maid that conducts indecent behavior,” Ria stated. “But If you prefer a more permanent solution we can oblige.”

Personally, I would have preferred to say under the obedience spell, compared to this.

Just how dire my position was became obvious when I was presented to the entire maid staff. There was a small army of them. I tried to figure out which one of them might actually be male, but it was utterly impossible to deduce that. Surely not all of them? No, that was impossible.

“As a newcomer, you are at the very bottom”, the head maid informed me. “Any other maid in our services will be allowed to give you orders and punishes you as she sees fit. Everyone please make sure to instruct him harshly.”

That got a giggle out of the assembled maids.

“Now introduce yourself.”

“G-Good day, my name is Mari”, I started while giving a curtsy. “I am very inexperienced, s-so please help me to become a full fledged proper...maid.” I smiled at them, making sure not break eye contact.

This was unbelievably embarrassing. But Ria made very clear what would happen if I wouldn’t live up to her expectations.

“Gladly!”

“He is soooo cute!”

“I'm looking forward to punishing you.♥ ”

Ria let the chatter go on for a while, before suddenly cutting it short. “It goes without saying, that

you no longer have the privilege for sexual gratification. Although exceptions might be made to reward proper conduct. Do your best to perform well.”

As if in response my stomach growled which caused another round of giggling.

I was accustomed to go hungry but still. At this point it had been over a full day since I last had a meal. In fact, the last time I ate something was that small breakfast yesterday morning. Back when I was still free.

The headmaid let out a sigh at that. “What an uncouth maid you are. I suppose you wish to eat breakfast?”

“I would like so”, I mumbled, fully expecting to go hungry.

One maid raised her hand.

“Yes, Patricia?”

“Umm..Miss Ria may we feed him at table? He would look so adorable, desperately begging for scraps.”

“That is not acceptable.” Ria declared sternly. “Mari is to be trained as a maid, not as a pet. All of you will be well to remember that.”

I suppose I should be grateful for that small mercy.

“Very well”, Ria gave a short nod. “It is about lunch time, anyways. You may eat with the early shift.”

And so my life as a maid began in earnest.

Perhaps expected, it was complete and utter humiliation.

While I was “trained” in the art of becoming a maid. I learned very quickly that my main purpose wasn't to service Mistress, but to amuse her with my clumsy antics.

I was blamed for many seemingly arbitrarily mistakes and got orders that where seemingly impossible to fulfill.

Punishments occurred often, be it either via the obedience spell or more regular ones like spankings.

Rewards where rare, but not completely absent either. These included the odd day off and the ability to ejaculate. Sometimes I was even allowed to accompany Mistress on her business trips.(I did not have to service her business partners, as the maids liked to scare me.)

As time passed, my harsh treatment gradually stopped and I even became good friends with some of the maids here. Not all of them were psychopaths. Only about half. As it happens that was also about the male to female ratio.

“You probably have figured it out by now”, Patricia told me during a punishment as I was made to suck his dick. “But we where instructed to bully you...oh...that is good!”, he moaned.

“I figured”, I replied between licks.

“And you used to be so adverse to it at first”, Cia giggled. “We sure turned you into a proper cum guzzler.”

Cia patted my head. I couldn’t believe how much I transformed myself. And I hate how my own dick twitched inside its cage because of it.

“M-Mistress has a taste for making people miserable. It’s how she fills the void.”, Cia gasped in pleasure. “But she always needs new toys. From now on you probably will be fine if you just look cute in the background.”

Cia led out one more loud moan as I drove him over the climax, shoving his dick so deep in my mouth that I almost gagged.

I knew this was my best chance. “M-mistress Patricia”, I spoke in my most submissive voice. “May this clumsy maid be allowed an orgasm?”

“Nipple punishment.”

I yelped as the all too familiar burst of electricity assaulted me. This time concentrated solely on my nipples.

Patricia grinned at me satisfied. “I know very well Miranda gave you one yesterday. You are getting awfully greedy lately, Mari.”

I let out a small whimper.

Patricia stroke my head. “Sorry, I just really like you like that. All needy and ****. And I could have targeted any other body part, if I felt really mean.” He bend down and softly kissed my lips.

“I know”, I said sullenly. A few months ago, I never dreamed that this is how my life would turn out.

“Tell you what”, Patricia suggested. “I'm going to peg you for five minutes and if you manage to cum from that, we won’t count it towards your monthly allowance.”

“Thank you”, I smiled.

Honestly?

All in all, my life could have been worse.

Maid End