‘This…is utterly humiliating.’ Luci’s hand dunked into the soapy bucket of water next to her soaking the now stained sponge again as she slopped it onto the marble floor. This was her assignment, “Clean the mud tracks from the front entry way and then move to the first floor, east wing basement entrance.” Mistress Margret they called her, the old broad was wrinkled with age and smelled like old powder first time she opened her trap at Luci she wanted to slap water all over her and then let her ass freeze. But being the head… maid Luci had to do whatever she wanted, and being an indentured servant didn’t help, Luci guessed that’s what her title was. She never imagined that THIS would be what the Yakuza wanted her to do. ‘This is beyond humiliating…this is…infuriating.’ Who was she kidding she had no idea what to had expected when she showed up at a Yakuza leader’s palace three days ago. What made the job worse was her uniform.
“Son of a bitch!” she grunted as she tried to reach another mud spot but had to pull back because of the breeze she was getting from her nether regions. A maid costume. Puffy black short sleeve ruffle dress that barely fell past her bottom when she was standing let alone on her hands and knee’s scrubbing a floor, and a frilly apron topped off with matching cuffs topped off with a frilly headband. “How am I supposed to clean in this?” The lacy stockings were no help not to mention the Mary Jane heels were giving her blisters. What was even worse was that every single maid under forty, and they were all under forty and always some sort of Elf or Pixie, wore one and seemed completely fine with it! They cleaned hard and good with their asses in the air showing off their thongs with some sick pride.
Well Luci was not going to. She got up and looked around to see if anyone was around, gladly there wasn’t. She smiled and begun humming a tune as she raised her hand making the bucket shake slightly. With a flick of her wrist the bucket spilled and she rushed to contain it to only the mud stains. Luci then moved her wrist in a circular motion as if moving a sponge watching as a little whirlpool created blending the mud with the water. ‘Hard part.’ When the mud all the mud had separated from the floor,, slowly she raised her arms letting the water run like its own stream, she guided it back into the bucket. With a satisfied sigh she giggled, “No pantie show from this chick today!” whispering to herself as she picked up the bucket.
“….Well you finished faster than I expected.” Luci yelped and spun around to see Mistress Margret standing looking a bit disappointed. “Guess you humans aren’t as useless as I thought.” Relief flooded through Luci. ‘She didn’t see me.’ Behind her was a tall leggy Pixie maid with HUGE breasts that bounced as she walked. She held another bucket of soapy water in her hand…with ammonia? “Ophelia take the bucket.” Ophelia nodded and rushed forward taking the bucket from Luci and giving her the clean strong smelling one. With a smile she bowed and scampered off. Margret made a come here gesture and she spun around walking away toward the back entrance, making Luci practically run to keep up.
They rounded a corner coming to a sudden stop. A rustic smell was in the air, curious Luci moved past Margret only to jump back releasing a small scream from her throat. From the sliding door that lead out to the forest to entrance of what she assumed was the basement all over the floor, on the walls was partially dried blood. And it was everywhere too. There were bloody footprints and handprints, a vase had been knocked down and was covered in blood giving cause that a struggle or beating took place. Complete short brown hair follicles were scattered about as well as some teeth and clothes bits. Luci was frozen shaking in fear and shock. Her mouth was open but only short gasps uttered out. The door to the basement flew open breaking her out of her trance and out stumbled her father in his scrubs and surgical wear with blood drenched all over, he was shaking more than her. He walked forward towards the door when she winced and his masked face turned towards her horror coming over his entire body as he rushed out the door. She started to go after him when a bloody hand clamped on her shoulder. “Oi where you going Miss Maid? You have a big mess to clean up for your Onii-sans!” She spun to see two gruff looking muscular Japanese Ogres glaring down at her raking their eyes up and down her body making her just glare back. “Enough. Both of you. Go back to your jobs so she can complete her’s.” Margret ordered taking a sip of tea from a china glass that Luci didn’t remember her having. “Hai Margret-sama, we’ll come back for the body later. Bye-bye Maid-chan.”
They laughed heartily shuffling off and once again Luci couldn’t take her eyes off the scene, behind her Margret was fussing at them as if they were little boy and had made a mess of their room. “I mean honestly did you have to leave such a huge mess? Hey human girl get to cleaning up!” Robotically Luci took the mop that was left by the door and dumped it into the soap bucket. “Well we had too Marget-sama the little shit got a second wind and started fighting!” Margret sighed “Why would you even bring that little Halfling abomination back here anyway! To dirty up the Master’s home?” At the word Halfling Luci froze. “Master wanted us too! He said to rough him up and then bring him here so the Doc can stitch him up for questioning.” They left then but Margret lingered with a smile on her face so Luci actually had to clean up all the blood and gore herself.