Maid to Order, Six Foot Tall Blue Eyed Blond Chapter 1
Christy arrived 12 hours early, so she let herself into the dark house with the key she was given. She quietly inspected the house and found her human master sleeping, in the first bedroom. She could see that he was experiencing rapid eye movement. A soft touch of her fingers to Charles' cerebral cortex revealed that he had about another 3 hours left, assuming his bladder did not interrupt him. She didn't think he would like it if she woke him up.
Christy looked at herself in the wall mirror. She was 72.1" tall (about six feet) and had long light blond hair. Her specification sheets described her facial features as exquisite, her breasts as 'D' sized and her body type as athletic and lean. She did not understand the concept of being pretty, but knew that it was in her specifications, since she was of the goddess class of robots. Her heuristics indicated that this would have a strong positive affect on human males, even some females.
Since she would be doing domestic work and whatever else her master decided, Christy inspected the house to get a mapping of the objects and plan her cleaning activities. When the android looked in the second bedroom, she found a closet with woman's clothing. Some of the clothing looked different from what she had seen before. There were lots of shoes and boots, mostly boots. She could see with her excellent vision, that they all fit her size 7 ½ feet.
She hoped that they were for her to wear and that seeing her wearing them pleased Charles. He wasn't married and his profile didn't mention any girlfriend, so the chance that they were for her was a high probability.
Christy closed the closet and saw the PC in the corner. One of her functions was to keep finances in order, so she would get acquainted with this PC. She had her own high speed internet connection for looking up data.
The android inserted her finger into the USB port and began a content scan. Christy stopped the scan in the middle, when an interest alarm was activated and decided to download some of the directories to her internal Flash Drive. These were Microsoft Word files with names that sounded like stories.
She checked her ethics algorithms and realized that these might be considered private. Yet she had a directive to learn as much as possible about her master, so she could be pleasing to him and not boring. Her heuristic algorithm data showed that most robots usually knew everything about their masters eventually. Her ethics software did not require her to tell that she was doing this.
Christy looked at a story entitled, "Blond booted chauffer babe". As she digested the story, Christy's algorithms had shown a strong match between the woman's looks in the story to her own.
Christy thought to herself, "I will become Charles' Blond Booted Chauffer babe." She did not know what a babe was, but she would eventually find out. Christy was blond, she could drive and she could certainly wear boots. The closet in the second bedroom had clothing that she would wear, similar to the chauffer in the story.
The android stripped off her jogging outfit, down to her Maiden form bra and panties. The robot dressed herself with efficiency and then looked at herself in the mirror.
She wore a fitted blue equestrian jacket, with a pair of white jodhpurs, which appeared painted on to her shapely bum. An ornate silk blouse paired was donned and also a delicate silk scarf.
Christy found a pair of gloves in the bottom of the garment bag as an accessory of the chauffer outfit and slipped them on, then inspected her leather covered hands. It was important to her that she must wear white gloves too, just like the chauffer in the story.
These gloves were made of very soft leather and fit up to her elbow, but were worn under the sleeves of her blazer. She found another internet site which showed her the easiest way to don her gloves. It was specified, in the site, that it was not polite or ladylike to have any wrinkles in her gloves.
Christy looked down at her feet saw that her boots were very shiny from the shoe polish kit that she used. She was aware that her legs were longer than most humans who were also 6 feet tall and this would further augment her beauty.
She saw it as a positive sign, to a 99% confidence factor, that the black leather equestrian boots at 23.2 inches tall, were for her. They fit perfectly against the tendon under her knee. Few human females would have her calf measurements. She noticed that the light reflected off them radiantly at different angles. She really hoped that her master found her attractive wearing these boots while she controlled his vehicle!
Christy waited quietly in lounge chair in second bedroom in passive mode, where she could observe, but not react. She posted a note that she had been delivered with instructions to turn her on. This was the proper protocol to be presented to her new master.
Charles woke and came running in after seeing the note. He sees Christy and cannot catch his breath. She is the blond goddess that they promised!
Charles can't figure out how she put on her outfit if she was turned off? He thought to himself, "The technicians, who delivered the robot, must have dressed her, great choice!" Christy was happy to hear that her master was pleased. She also did not want Charles to know yet that she read his stories.
Charles is dying to turn her on, but spends a minute stroking her boots, before he does this. Christy observes this and realizes that he must really like her on them. Also his reproductive organ is pointing straight out. Her programming does not know what condition this is, yet this also happened in the story with the blond chauffer. He will explain what this is at some point to her. It may be important.
Charles wakes her up. She stands up straight and regal at attention. She notices that she is 3 inches taller than her master.
The android says, "I am Kristy, master. Thank you for providing me with attractive clothing. The clothing that I am wearing now is appropriate for me being your driver. It is just one of my many functions.
Charles liked the robot's saccharine voice. It was a particularly pleasant and feminine sing song voice that you might hear on a phone recording. It was a bit over the top, but he picked it out from a group a hundreds of selections.
"I would love for you to take me for a ride. " He kissed her gloved hand as his reproductive organ bobbed again.
"Shall I take you now?"
He looked confused, but said OK. He was still in his pajamas.
"I really like my outfit, particularly the black boots and my white gloves. Kissing my glove makes me feel welcomed!"
It was important for Kristy to show obedience, especially early on. It makes humans more comfortable and made them feel superior, while she could quietly observe his preferences.
She was sophisticated enough to know that most people did not want a boring robot, but actually an equal. Some human even needed robots to take care of them. Christy tested Charles to see if he wanted her to drive him right now. Since he did not change out of his pajamas, he could not wait for her do this. This was another indication that the chauffer story was paramount to him.
