fire me if I don’t take these pills?”
She looked at me as if I was being stupid. “Of course. Didn’t I just say how important your health and beauty are to this household? And now, I assure you that these pills are what you need, forever, and you refuse. I cannot work with such stubbornness. You will have what pay you have earned so far, and—”
“No!” I took the pills from her hands.
For a moment, my hands slid over hers—they were so soft. So incredibly, deliriously warm and soft. My pussy called out again—those fingers, in here! Please, please!
I took the pills, then. Lilah seemed pleased, and left me. I went upstairs afterward, of course, and put on my uniform, feeling like a fool. The supposed-to-be-provocative clothing just looked strange on me. The strings and knobs of my body were ungainly inside of the tight clothing.
At first, I didn’t notice a difference from the pills. I merely accomplished work as usual. But then...then, I noticed that six hours had gone by—in a blaze of happy, peppy work!
I had been humming. Humming! Me!
Why would I hum? I never hum. It had to be those pills.
Lilah tried to serve them to me again, earlier tonight, at dinner. Next door, in the real dining room, I heard her and Terrence and Claudette laughing and cheering as they ate. I was left out, of course. I’m always left out.
When Lilah presented the pills to me, again, I shook my head.
“No way,” I said. “I don’t like those things. They made me...I mean, I didn’t lose time. I was really focused, actually. But I just...I don’t know. I feel like they were messing with me.”
“Nonsense,” said Lilah. “I would happily take them myself, except that I’m pregnant. Please, take the pills? It’s very important.”
“Lilah, please. Misses Castle, I mean. Madam. I really don’t want—”
“Must I remind you that your job is at stake?”
It was like that, then. I had hoped she was bluffing or stretching her will this morning—perhaps feeling hormonal from the pregnancy. But she really was that serious.
“Fine,” I said, swallowing them down. She watched me all the way—and then had me open my mouth to her.
“Good girl,” she said calmly, waiting for a response.
“I’m not a girl!”
“And neither are you good. We all say things we don’t mean, I suppose, in the quest for courtesy.”
She left the room, door swinging.
“Stuff it up your ass!” I said loudly.
Too loudly. Claudette and Terrence stopped laughing next door. The door still swinging, Lilah strutted back in. I struggled under her icy, laser gaze.
“I-I think you didn’t hear me right,” I said, fluttering. “I said—”
“I heard very well what you said.”
I waited, terrified. She made me sit down.
“You’re being quite rude, young lady. I’ve done nothing but show you respect and honor in this house— my house. You have a room to stay in, work to occupy your mind, and money sliding toward your bank. If you want to leave, you can do so at any time—and with the all the pay you’ve earned so far, as you well know. And now, you are upset with me because I wish for you to be as healthy as possible for the caretaking of myself and my children?”
I didn’t know what to say. I was ashamed.
She shook her head. “Mister Castle will not like to hear of this.”
I knew she was right. I had been a bitch.
“I’m...I’m really sorry.”
She kissed me on the cheek, her lips lingering there. Her bulging belly pushed against my knees. It was so warm. And I...I was turned on.
“All is forgiven, my dear. But let us try for more tact, in the future? No one enjoys a talking-to, not even the deliverer.”
I know you know what I need to do now. I've been needing to all day. All I can think about, even after that weird affair, is how fucking hot it is to look at Lilah when she talks. I want her to keep talking to me. I want her to keep smiling at me. I want to go cum, thinking about her smile.
In fact, that's
She looked at me as if I was being stupid. “Of course. Didn’t I just say how important your health and beauty are to this household? And now, I assure you that these pills are what you need, forever, and you refuse. I cannot work with such stubbornness. You will have what pay you have earned so far, and—”
“No!” I took the pills from her hands.
For a moment, my hands slid over hers—they were so soft. So incredibly, deliriously warm and soft. My pussy called out again—those fingers, in here! Please, please!
I took the pills, then. Lilah seemed pleased, and left me. I went upstairs afterward, of course, and put on my uniform, feeling like a fool. The supposed-to-be-provocative clothing just looked strange on me. The strings and knobs of my body were ungainly inside of the tight clothing.
At first, I didn’t notice a difference from the pills. I merely accomplished work as usual. But then...then, I noticed that six hours had gone by—in a blaze of happy, peppy work!
I had been humming. Humming! Me!
Why would I hum? I never hum. It had to be those pills.
Lilah tried to serve them to me again, earlier tonight, at dinner. Next door, in the real dining room, I heard her and Terrence and Claudette laughing and cheering as they ate. I was left out, of course. I’m always left out.
When Lilah presented the pills to me, again, I shook my head.
“No way,” I said. “I don’t like those things. They made me...I mean, I didn’t lose time. I was really focused, actually. But I just...I don’t know. I feel like they were messing with me.”
“Nonsense,” said Lilah. “I would happily take them myself, except that I’m pregnant. Please, take the pills? It’s very important.”
“Lilah, please. Misses Castle, I mean. Madam. I really don’t want—”
“Must I remind you that your job is at stake?”
It was like that, then. I had hoped she was bluffing or stretching her will this morning—perhaps feeling hormonal from the pregnancy. But she really was that serious.
“Fine,” I said, swallowing them down. She watched me all the way—and then had me open my mouth to her.
“Good girl,” she said calmly, waiting for a response.
“I’m not a girl!”
“And neither are you good. We all say things we don’t mean, I suppose, in the quest for courtesy.”
She left the room, door swinging.
“Stuff it up your ass!” I said loudly.
Too loudly. Claudette and Terrence stopped laughing next door. The door still swinging, Lilah strutted back in. I struggled under her icy, laser gaze.
“I-I think you didn’t hear me right,” I said, fluttering. “I said—”
“I heard very well what you said.”
I waited, terrified. She made me sit down.
“You’re being quite rude, young lady. I’ve done nothing but show you respect and honor in this house— my house. You have a room to stay in, work to occupy your mind, and money sliding toward your bank. If you want to leave, you can do so at any time—and with the all the pay you’ve earned so far, as you well know. And now, you are upset with me because I wish for you to be as healthy as possible for the caretaking of myself and my children?”
I didn’t know what to say. I was ashamed.
She shook her head. “Mister Castle will not like to hear of this.”
I knew she was right. I had been a bitch.
“I’m...I’m really sorry.”
She kissed me on the cheek, her lips lingering there. Her bulging belly pushed against my knees. It was so warm. And I...I was turned on.
“All is forgiven, my dear. But let us try for more tact, in the future? No one enjoys a talking-to, not even the deliverer.”
I know you know what I need to do now. I've been needing to all day. All I can think about, even after that weird affair, is how fucking hot it is to look at Lilah when she talks. I want her to keep talking to me. I want her to keep smiling at me. I want to go cum, thinking about her smile.
In fact, that's
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