A Maids Life

“Hi, this is Emily I read your post looking for a full time maid. I was hoping you still have an opening” Emily said after the other line picked up. She recently lost her job and with no savings she had to find some way to afford her apartment.

“The position is still open; I can arrange for a car to come pick you up tonight. As stated this is a full time position, meaning you will live here, follow all dress code regulations, among other things.” Alysa replied over the phone. She was the owner of the estate, inheriting it just last year.

The first thing Alysa noticed was Emily’s voice, it sounded sweet and almost curious, but also submissive. She sounded like someone who’d be perfect for her plan.

“Like living there permanently? What kind of dress code is there? i didn’t see anything about that in the job listing.” Emily asked, as she starred in the mirror. Looking at herself and her current outfit, she grew a little nervous about what she’ll have to wear. She always had the same style and wore the same type of outfits.

“Yes, permanently until your contract is up. And yes, there will be a strict dress code you must follow. We will go through everything once you get here. Looks like my driver is ready to get you now instead of this evening, text me your address, and I’ll see you soon.”

Emily had no time to respond as her new boss hung up immediately. She typed in her address and gulped as she hit send. As she hurried to get ready, she received a text from the driver.

“I’m three minutes away.” Emily hurried to try and get ready and get packed, throwing whatever clothes were clean into a bag and tossing it at the front door. She figured she had to at least look presentable, so she started brushing her hair.

Emily had gorgeous blonde hair that fell to her waist, with a waistline that so many others would kill to have. Her hourglass body was the definition of sexy, with her double d bust, and her perfectly shaped ass.

As she starred in her mirror brushing out her hair, there was a knock on the door. She nervously answered the door to one of the most handsome men she had even seen.

“I’m here to take you to Ms. Alysa’s estate, you won’t need that” he said pointing towards the bag she left at the door.

“But those are my clothes” she said blushing.

“Like I said, you won’t be needing them, she’ll have any uniforms or clothes you might need there, follow me we shouldn’t waste any more of her time.”

With the door held open for her, she left her home and hopped into the car. It might’ve been the nicest car she even rode in. With leather encompassing the whole interior of the car to accents of gold scrolling through the dashboard.

They soon pulled up to the front gate. Emily was shocked seeing her new home away from home for the first time, it was a mix of elegant and old money vibes. the driver parked right in front of a set of stairs leading up to the front door. As she hopped out of the car and walked up the steps her anxiety grew.

Emily knocked on the door and quickly it was answered by a tall brunette who couldn’t have been much older than herself. Tucking her hair behind her ears, the brown hair goddess extended her hand.

“You must be Emily, we talked over the phone, im Alysa and this is my home.”

Emily couldn’t believe this was her house, stunned by how pretty her new boss was and shocked at how she could possibly own all of this, she stuttered as she tried introducing herself.

“H-Hi yes I’m Emily, your driver said something about new clothes and uniforms for me here?”

“Yes of course, we will worry about all of that including everything required in the dress code after I show you around.” Alysa said as she led her in through the ornate hallway and into what looked like an office.

“Take these and sign them, they’re our work agreement contracts, but sign them fast we have a lot to do today” Alysa said before handing her a pen.

Emily meant to read through them before signing anything but with her new boss watching her intently, she almost immediately signed them not wanting to cause any problems her first day.

“Great, now that we have that out of the way we can continue on a tour of the house.” placing her hand on Emilys back she pushed her alongside as she walked through her home. Emilys hair sliding along her hand with every step.

“Don’t you have any hair ties on you? I’d hate for all of your hair to get caught on something”

“Oh no actually I don’t, I usually just let it hang free.” Emily spoke as she subconsciously ran her fingers through her hair.

“Well, we will take care of that in a bit, this is the room you’ll be staying in” Alysa said as they turned the corner.

There was a huge dresser, a walk-in closet filled with different clothes and dresses, a bathroom and a makeup station. Emily began to wander around her new room, looking at all her new clothes.

“So I get to wear anything from here?” she said as she picked out a dress from the closet.

“On certain occasions yes. Certain days, i’ll require you to wear different outfits depending on my mood and how i want you to look.”

Emily’s stomach started to turn as she listened; did she hear her right? She wants me to dress differently depending on her mood.

“But for today, and perhaps your most usual uniform will be this-” Alysa pulled something out of the closet and handed it to Emily.

“Go ahead and put it on, I’ll be back in five minutes, and don’t make me remind you about the contract you just signed”

Emily looked at the outfit that was just handed to her and her jaw dropped. it was a slutty maid uniform, complete with the short black dress, white apron, gloves, and a white head band. Seeing no other option Emily started to strip out of her current outfit.

Once she was down to just her bra and panties, she slipped on the tight dress. It showed off a lot of cleavage, almost fully displaying her breast to everyone that’d see her, but that wasn’t it, the dress was short, really short, it stopped just under her butt. Next she tied on her apron, head band and gloves.

She noticed a pair of shiny black heels next to the bed. Emily wasn’t used to wearing such a short dress, as she bent down to pick up the heels the bottom of her dress rose all the way up exposing her whole bottom.

Just as that happened, Alysa walked into the room, “Wow already showing off for me… you’ll fit in perfectly”

Emily didn’t mean to ‘show off’ any more than she already had to in her new uniform. She finally slipped into her heels, causing her typical 5’3 body to raise a few inches.

Alysa slowly walked around Emily, inspecting her in the slutty maid uniform. Pausing every so often to feel her breast of to caress her body.

“While you were changing, I took the liberty of calling in my hairstylist to fix your hair…” she said as she ran her fingers through the lengthy blonde mane.

Emily’s heart dropped, she never planned on ever changing her hair, let alone even just a trim.

Unable to speak, Emily felt Alysa grab her hand and lead her out of her room. They quickly made it to what appeared to be an in-house salon where a woman rocking a pixiecut stood in.

“This is my personal hair stylist, shell be taking care of that blonde mess and cutting it into regulation” Alysa said as she gently shoved her into the chair.

“You mean like a trim right?” Emily quietly said finally breaking her silence.

“Oh, no honey. Did you not read your contract?” The pixied woman said slightly giggling.

“You two have fun!” Alysa laughed as she stepped out of the room.

The stylist ripped the head band out from her hair and set it down on the counter. She immediately picked up a comb and scissors. She began combing through Emilys hair, then leaving the comb in her hair sitting right below her hairline.

“Such a shame, loosing this much hair…” she said as she placed her shears along the comb, opening them up ready to cut.

“Wait wait you can’t cut that much…” her words being drowned at as the sound her the stylist shears closing, her hair falling to the floor. Tears began to fall down her face as more and more hair was cut off.

snip snip

every cut being followed by the sound of her beloved hair falling to the ground.

Snip Snip

Emily could feel the cold steel of the shears inching across her neck, followed to her left cheek. every cut sending long blonde tresses sliding down her body, landing on either her exposed breasts or her thighs.

The stylist occasionally blowing cool air against her bare neck, sending shivers through Emilys body.

As the hair on her right side began to be cut, Alysa stepped back into the room, watching Emily silently crying as the sea of blonde surrounding the chair grew.

“Gosh doesn’t she look so much better already?”

“She sure does, and we haven’t even gotten to the best parts” the Stylist replied, laughing as she finished shortening all the length, so that Emilys hair rested in a lip length bob.

Emily couldn’t stop crying, her tears ruining her makeup. every time the stylist repositioned her head, her hair would swish and brush against her cheeks, unlike her long hair that would caress her waist. She hated the fact that there was no mirror, no way for her to see what she looked like.

She watched as the stylist moved in front of her, combing a section of hair down in front of her face. Emily closed her eyes tightly as the stylist’s hand moved towards her forehead, sliding her scissors in right above her eyebrows. Just as she slightly opened her eyes, the scissors closed, sending a sheet of hair sliding down her face.

Next, she watched as the stylist picked up a pair of clippers, “Oh my god please don’t do it please don’t make me bald” Emily pleaded, but her cries fell on deaf ears.

“Actually, I think I’ll do it, this is always my favorite part” Alysa said as she grabbed the clippers and stood behind the chair. She briefly ran her fingers through Emily’s hair, making her wince at where her hair ended.

“Chin down” Alysa barked as she pushed Emilys chin into her breast as the low hum of the clippers filled the room.

Alysa pushed the clippers up the back of her head, stopping halfway up, the vibrations filled Emilys head and drowned out her own thoughts. Pass after pass, her nape was rendered to nothing but skin. She could feel small clumps of hair roll down the back of neck before adding to the carpet of hair surrounding her.

Alysa turned the clippers off and gently blew air across her hairless undercut, making more tears roll down her new maid’s face.

“I can’t believe you just chopped all my hair off..” she said between sobbing. Next thig she knew, she could feel a goopy liquid being painted onto her roots, then down to her ends. Within minutes her perfect blonde hair was turning darker and darker.

“Did you just fucking dye my hair? its taken me forever to get this blonde” she cried, unable to see what color her hair was becoming.

“And i bet it took you forever to grow all that hair out too” the stylist chimed in mockingly.

“Honey you are already looking far better than you did when you called me this morning… we had to do something about that long hair. No maid of mine is gonna be walking around with hair like that for the next ten years”

“Ten years? NO!”

“That was the contract you signed… your mine, your body is mine, your apartment which i just sold is mine for the next ten years”

“You cant sell my apartment what the fuck”

“Sorry but you signed the contract, along with signing everything you own over to me. But trust me its for your own good. End of discussion, now be a good girl and let the stylist wash the dye out of your hair and style it.”

The stylist led Emily to the wash station and began rinsing her hair out. “You know, being owned by her isn’t the worst thing in the world… did you even see your closet? that whole wardrobe is worth thousands. not to mention all the trips you’ll get to go on with her…”

Emily couldn’t respond, she couldn’t believe the situation. A few hours ago she was calling about a possible job, with her own apartment and her long hair. She quietly sat as her hair was massaged and rinsed.

she was led back to the salon chair and her hair was blow dried and styled. Everything she was feeling was foreign to her, she never had bangs, never had short hair let alone an undercut. As the stylist finished styling her hair, Alysa took Emilys hand and led her into a room with a floor to ceiling mirror and pushed Emily in front of it.

Emilys jaw dropped, she couldn’t recognize the sexy maid standing in front of her. With everything happening to her hair she completely forgot the slutty outfit she was wearing. But her eyes couldnt move away from her hair. It was short, so short that her new bob only ended at the bottoms of her ears, well above her chin. every time she shook her head, her hair grazed against her cheeks, her bangs dancing across her forehead. But those werent the only big changes. Her precious blonde hair wasnt there anymore, It was jet black. So black it made her blue eyes even brighter, creating a drastic contrast against her pale skin. matching perfectly to her new uniform.

Alysa spun her around and handed her a small mirror, angling it to show her freshly exposed nape. Her fingers instantly migrating to her undercut, running her nails against her scalp.

“I cant believe this is me…” Emily whispered as she ran her fingers through her hair.

“See? you look way better than when you walked in her. Now strip.”

“Im sorry what?”

“You heard me, I said strip. your uniform is covered in hair… and i need to see you without any uniforms on”

“I-I dont know if i…” without being able to finish her sentence Alysa untied her apron and pulled the dress right off.

Emilys hands went straight to trying to cover herself up, but Alysa didnt stop there. She kneeled down and started to pull her panties off, followed by unclipping her bra.

“what are you do-” Alysa pushed Emily against the wall, holding her hands above her head, beginning to kiss her.

“This is your new uniform for the rest of the day” Alysa said as she pulled away, taking her by the hand once more. Pulling her into another room filled with whips, rope, gags, and more. She playfully smacked Emilys ass.

“This is where youll be doing most of your work… think about it like your new office” Alysa said as she cuffed Emilys hands behind her back. Emily’s cheeks turning bright red, beginning to show a slight smile.

Thanks for reading everyone, its been a few months since i’ve written a story so i hope im not too out of practice. I hope everyone enjoyed, and like always comment any ideas for future stories or even a part two. I would love to hear what you thought about this story.