Who?
Elizabeth Olsen
Steve decided on Elizabeth Olsen. He had Eva call Elizabeth and he used his silver tongue to have her come over.
An hour later, Elizabeth was sitting in the living room.
"Elizabeth," said Steve. "I know you find me very sexy, and you would just love to be my personal chef."
"I...um...uh...yeah, that would be great."
"But I'm not sure you're right for the job."
"Please!" begged Elizabeth, looking up with pleading puppy dog eyes.

"OK, but here are the rules. You move in here. You prepare breakfast every morning. You only work locally so you can be here for both breakfast and dinner. You will only wear an apron and chef's hat and high heels. You may wear sexy panties when you're on your period. You will tell no one of this arrangement, and if you do a good job, you can earn my cock. Also, you will pay me half your income for the privilege of being my chef. Sound good?"
"Oh god yes!" said Elizabeth.
"Good, now I can tell you're horny. Go see if there's a cucumber or carrot in the kitchen to fuck yourself with."
"Yes sir!" Elizabeth scurried off.
1) Elizabeth can't find any veggies, so she begs for Steve's cock
2) Steve decides he needs another servant
3) Steve visits his new neighbors
4) Something else
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