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- Jun 18, 2025
This is a post about a very specific story that got its claws into me, and I now need to play it. I recognize up front that it is not a super-original idea and you may have done it to death. But I haven't, and I would like to correct that now.
The Story:
My character is a young woman who is down on her luck and in a bad situation. Your character is in a position to make all of my character's woes go away. In return, my character has to agree to serve as your character's maid. The terms of the contract explicitly give your character the right to dress my character however they wish, to bind her however and whenever they please, to punish her (no permanent damage) however they deem appropriate, and to use her sexually at their discretion.
Themes:
Costumes: Well, yeah, the maid costumes (and any others) should be a big star here!
Bondage: I would love for this to take center stage, and for the employer to enjoy binding my character in different ways and then making her attempt to do her job while bound.
Punishment: These could be mild like playful spankings and loss of privileges... or severe, going as far as whipping, strangulation, and breast torture. I'm open, so long as it doesn't involve gore or death.
Sex: I could go either way on this one, whether you're looking for a sex-filled romp or a story of sexual frustration as my character is denied any pleasure. Or a combination.
Limits: No mind control, no death, no gore, and no major body changes (pregnancy, inflation, etc...)
The Story:
My character is a young woman who is down on her luck and in a bad situation. Your character is in a position to make all of my character's woes go away. In return, my character has to agree to serve as your character's maid. The terms of the contract explicitly give your character the right to dress my character however they wish, to bind her however and whenever they please, to punish her (no permanent damage) however they deem appropriate, and to use her sexually at their discretion.
Themes:
Costumes: Well, yeah, the maid costumes (and any others) should be a big star here!
Bondage: I would love for this to take center stage, and for the employer to enjoy binding my character in different ways and then making her attempt to do her job while bound.
Punishment: These could be mild like playful spankings and loss of privileges... or severe, going as far as whipping, strangulation, and breast torture. I'm open, so long as it doesn't involve gore or death.
Sex: I could go either way on this one, whether you're looking for a sex-filled romp or a story of sexual frustration as my character is denied any pleasure. Or a combination.
Limits: No mind control, no death, no gore, and no major body changes (pregnancy, inflation, etc...)
Some Inspiration Images I made...
"Wait," Kelly looked up from the contract, eyes wide. "What does this mean? You can bind me whenever and however you want?"
"It means what it says," her potential employer responded. "I am allowed to place you in whatever form of physical restraint I desire, whenever I desire it."
"Physical restraint?" Kelly wrinkled her nose a little. "Like, handcuffs?"
"Handcuffs, leg irons, rope, tape, chain, straitjackets, armbinders, spreader bars," he rattled off. "To name a few."
The casual way in which he named the items sent a little shiver down Kelly's spine. The contract shook a little bit where she held it up in front of her. She turned her eyes back to it, trying to concentrate on the words that seemed to dance in front of her. She looked up at the man when his hand came out to slowly press the contract down on the table in front of her.
"Let me save you some trouble," he said, smiling. "The contract also gives me the right to punish you whenever and however I see fit. That means, if you break my rules, I can spank you. I can whip you. I can shock you with a cattle prod. I can pour melted wax on your body."
"But, why?" she croaked.
"Because it gives me a thrill like no other," he shrugged. "But don't worry. I can't do anything that will scar you or leave a permanent mark."
"That's comforting," she moaned.
"And that just brings us to sex," he said. "I decide if and when you have it. That decision is totally out of your hands."
She couldn't possibly agree to this. A year living under those terms was impossible to imagine. If she signed the contract, she would not leave this place for a year, and be firmly under his thumb the whole time. It was too much.
"Kelly, we both know you're going to sign it," he said with a sigh. "One year as my maid and all your problems disappear. One year from now, your debts are paid and you start a new life with a healthy sum left in your bank account. You can't pass this up."
With a hand that wouldn't stop shaking, she picked up the pen and signed her name.
"It means what it says," her potential employer responded. "I am allowed to place you in whatever form of physical restraint I desire, whenever I desire it."
"Physical restraint?" Kelly wrinkled her nose a little. "Like, handcuffs?"
"Handcuffs, leg irons, rope, tape, chain, straitjackets, armbinders, spreader bars," he rattled off. "To name a few."
The casual way in which he named the items sent a little shiver down Kelly's spine. The contract shook a little bit where she held it up in front of her. She turned her eyes back to it, trying to concentrate on the words that seemed to dance in front of her. She looked up at the man when his hand came out to slowly press the contract down on the table in front of her.
"Let me save you some trouble," he said, smiling. "The contract also gives me the right to punish you whenever and however I see fit. That means, if you break my rules, I can spank you. I can whip you. I can shock you with a cattle prod. I can pour melted wax on your body."
"But, why?" she croaked.
"Because it gives me a thrill like no other," he shrugged. "But don't worry. I can't do anything that will scar you or leave a permanent mark."
"That's comforting," she moaned.
"And that just brings us to sex," he said. "I decide if and when you have it. That decision is totally out of your hands."
She couldn't possibly agree to this. A year living under those terms was impossible to imagine. If she signed the contract, she would not leave this place for a year, and be firmly under his thumb the whole time. It was too much.
"Kelly, we both know you're going to sign it," he said with a sigh. "One year as my maid and all your problems disappear. One year from now, your debts are paid and you start a new life with a healthy sum left in your bank account. You can't pass this up."
With a hand that wouldn't stop shaking, she picked up the pen and signed her name.