*** Chapter Three: Uniforms ***
During the gruelling days of her training, Natalie often had a sore throat due to Jean and the other men's relentless face-fucking. The dildos they forced her to deepthroat got bigger as she improved. All that training, though, has made her throat feel less pain after deepthroating dick. Even if Zachariah's cock is huge...
When her new master showed her his collection of uniforms, Natalie was both impressed and disgusted.
"I'll see to it that you wear each of these at least once," Zachariah told her, as he walked her through the lines of uniforms hanging from racks. The man gave Natalie detailed explanations about each suit; how he acquired them, what their history is, and if applicable, what game, movie, or anime from which they originated.
It surprised Natalie that Zachariah was so cultural - she judged him as a strict, hard-working man who had no time for fun and games. But then again, she's only lived with him for two days now, and everyone had their hobbies. "Understood, sir," Natalie repeated when appropriate.
The two spent over an hour in the uniform room, and Natalie was growing tired, listening to Zachariah talk about his hobbies. "Which would you like me to wear, Master?" The girl asked, hoping to speed things along.
Zachariah looked the nude woman up and down, his cock flexing as it had several times in the last hour. "This one," he pointed at a blue and white maid uniform. He carefully took the dress off its coat-hanger and offered it to his slave. "Get on your knees and kiss my cock. Thank me for allowing you to wear this precious work of art."
Natalie inwardly sighed and obeyed. She lowered herself to her knees and kissed the man's cock, and noted it smelled as if he hadn't showered yet. The fake android could still taste and smell her saliva on his member.
"Mm, good," Zachariah mumbled, "I'll leave you to it."
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Natalie presented herself to her owner, who was lounging by the pool in his backyard. The dress was unbearably tight. The clothing clung snugly to her curves and tits. It made her look slutty. She was sure that was the desired effect, though.
"Yes, you look like a whore - I mean, a proper maid," Zachariah laughed, sipping his beer. "Come here," he ordered.
Natalie walked over to the man, standing beside the white long-chair he rested on. She yelped when her master suddenly slapped her ass and blushed as he laughed at her.
"Wow, that reaction's great! I love it!" Zachariah groped his maid's ass, then motioned for her to bend down slightly. When she did, he caressed both of her breasts and pinched her nipples slightly. His cock hardened as he listened to the android's life-like noises of discomfort. "Alright, go inside and clean the kitchen. I had the chefs purposely leave their messes behind so you'd have something to do. Do a good enough job, and I'll let you suck my dick soon! I'll be in later."
Zachariah watched the blonde babe go back into the house and relaxed into the chair. He smiled while staring at his reflection in the half-empty glass. The man worked hard to earn his place and felt pride swell within himself. He worked as a manga artist and created several major hits - it has been a while since he produced another work, but he still has so much money left.
Initially, Zach's goal was to become a video game designer. However, when he began drawing concept art, a few of his friends commented on how good his drawings were. On a whim, he tried drawing Japanese-style comics. His first finished manga was a failure, but the studio he worked with was impressed by his talent and enlisted him as an artist. As his experience grew, so did his ideas, and eventually he made his first smash hit: The Monster Inside Me. Riding his momentum, he kept drawing, and before he knew it he had more money than he could use.
With all the uniforms Zachariah owns and not enough servants to wear them, he decided to buy a FAC. He hadn't expected the android he purchased to be so realistic, and now he wants more. Zachariah imagined having dozens of gorgeous, big breasted synthetic beauties working around the house cosplaying for him. I could even make them watch anime or play games to learn how to act like their characters, he thought, and his cock began to swell again.
Natalie felt humiliated, but that was all part of the profession now. For some reason, the girl still felt as if this would all be over eventually, and she could return to living her life freely. However, she knew that wasn't the case. I'm going to be here until I die...
Natalie looked over all the dishes. This kitchen is enormous... Three sinks lined the wall, and each brimmed with dirty cups, bowls, plates, cutlery, and pots and pans. She remembered the feast Zachariah, and his servants enjoyed yesterday - and even the smell of the sauces leftover in the dishes was whetting her appetite. It took a whole hour to clean, dry and put away the dishes. Then it took another hour to clean and disinfect the kitchen itself.
