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Emily’s grades hadn’t been quite good enough to save her summer. A very underwhelming B- in Greek History had been her undoing. No good girl cage for her; just the far more frustrating pink cage that was identical to the one she wore at Rattangrove. That wasn’t the real issue, however. What had her worried was her parents promise that this meant she would be in someone’s service for almost the entirety of summer break.
She knew that her parents would be looking for a maid contract for her as soon as possible, which would be the end of her summer as far as she was concerned. She probably had a couple days of freedom left, best case was probably less than a week though. She had no idea what the demand for her services would be like, so she figured she may as well make the best of the handful of days of relative freedom she had.
Sleeping in was a rare pleasure she could indulge in at least, and she had luxuriated in the soft blankets until almost noon; something she couldn’t do at Rattangrove even on weekends. Finally sliding her bare legs over the edge of the bed at 11:45, she decided that a trip to the mall was as good a way to spend a summer day as any other.
Having spent the last two years in uniform at Rattangrove, she found it a natural fit even while she was at home. The navy blue material of her skirt and blazer set off her eyes in any case, and she wasn’t immune to the effect a cute girl in a school uniform had on a lot of men. If she could find herself a date for tonight while she was shopping, so much the better. The pink cage meant that her options for relief were limited, but there was more than one way to skin that particular cat..
Emily raced down the stairs, her shoes thumping solidly against the carpeted steps and then she was free; out of the house and unlocking her bicycle in a trice. Swinging a leg over the top bar she pedalled for the mall. She wasn’t going to wait around for her parents to give her chores or worse, tell her that she had a placement as a maid. Better she be far from home before any of that happened, in the fragrant summer air.
Clara was intrigued by the leggy brunette as she pedaled away from the house; she double checked the address. It was the right house, and she was definitely wearing a Rattangrove uniform. This had to be her new maid for the summer; but where was she off to?
“Text the parents that we’ll be a little late for our meeting” she told Amy, who was sitting in the passenger seat next to her.
Clara pulled the car out into traffic behind Emily, and settled in to follow her. She had already accepted the girl as her maid for the next 3 months; she had just stopped at the house to sign the paperwork and collect her, but this promised to be more entertaining. Strictly speaking she didn’t need a maid. Amy was more than capable of handling all the cooking and cleaning for the pair of them.
However Clara was always on the hunt for a new playmate, and a 19 year old Rattangrove student raised under the strictest of chastity regimes was much more than she could resist. Her parents wanted an authentic maid service experience, apparently as some sort of “scared straight” idea to help bring up the girl’s grades. Clara could certainly accommodate that, with pleasure. Well… pleasure for her at least.
The girl turned in at the local mall, and Clara lost her for a moment as she had to park the car. The mall was large and the aisles crowded despite the nice weather; but the uniform was distinctive enough she had no trouble tracking her down within a few minutes.
To Clara’s delight, the girl was in a lingerie store; what did she need with fancy underwear? Rattangrove certainly didn’t allow anything like that. Was she hoping for a little slutty summer fun while she was on break? Well, Clara wasn’t going to discourage that; that was exactly the sort of fun she had in mind, in fact.
Amy and Clara hung back, eavesdropping on the conversation their new friend was having with the cashier; who didn’t seem terribly interested. She barely looked up from her phone at the timid girl who peered around, hoping no-one was listening before asking;
“Um.... would these panties fit over a chastity cage... the sign said that they were cut for a trans girl but... um… with the cage sometimes it’s…”
Clara would be taking Emily into her service for the summer either way, but if she could sample the goods first, so much the better. After all, she wasn’t signing her on for the cooking or the cleaning; although she would see to it that the girl got her fill of those. She was so much more interested in more… nocturnal activities.
The cashier barely looked up from her phone and gave an unhelpful shrug; Clara saw her opportunity.
“Hi.”
She interrupted the conversation gently; but the girl whirled around like she had heard a gunshot.
“My name is Clara. I think maybe I can help.”
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Emily’s grades hadn’t been quite good enough to save her summer. A very underwhelming B- in Greek History had been her undoing. No good girl cage for her; just the far more frustrating pink cage that was identical to the one she wore at Rattangrove. That wasn’t the real issue, however. What had her worried was her parents promise that this meant she would be in someone’s service for almost the entirety of summer break.
She knew that her parents would be looking for a maid contract for her as soon as possible, which would be the end of her summer as far as she was concerned. She probably had a couple days of freedom left, best case was probably less than a week though. She had no idea what the demand for her services would be like, so she figured she may as well make the best of the handful of days of relative freedom she had.
Sleeping in was a rare pleasure she could indulge in at least, and she had luxuriated in the soft blankets until almost noon; something she couldn’t do at Rattangrove even on weekends. Finally sliding her bare legs over the edge of the bed at 11:45, she decided that a trip to the mall was as good a way to spend a summer day as any other.
Having spent the last two years in uniform at Rattangrove, she found it a natural fit even while she was at home. The navy blue material of her skirt and blazer set off her eyes in any case, and she wasn’t immune to the effect a cute girl in a school uniform had on a lot of men. If she could find herself a date for tonight while she was shopping, so much the better. The pink cage meant that her options for relief were limited, but there was more than one way to skin that particular cat..
Emily raced down the stairs, her shoes thumping solidly against the carpeted steps and then she was free; out of the house and unlocking her bicycle in a trice. Swinging a leg over the top bar she pedalled for the mall. She wasn’t going to wait around for her parents to give her chores or worse, tell her that she had a placement as a maid. Better she be far from home before any of that happened, in the fragrant summer air.
Clara was intrigued by the leggy brunette as she pedaled away from the house; she double checked the address. It was the right house, and she was definitely wearing a Rattangrove uniform. This had to be her new maid for the summer; but where was she off to?
“Text the parents that we’ll be a little late for our meeting” she told Amy, who was sitting in the passenger seat next to her.
Clara pulled the car out into traffic behind Emily, and settled in to follow her. She had already accepted the girl as her maid for the next 3 months; she had just stopped at the house to sign the paperwork and collect her, but this promised to be more entertaining. Strictly speaking she didn’t need a maid. Amy was more than capable of handling all the cooking and cleaning for the pair of them.
However Clara was always on the hunt for a new playmate, and a 19 year old Rattangrove student raised under the strictest of chastity regimes was much more than she could resist. Her parents wanted an authentic maid service experience, apparently as some sort of “scared straight” idea to help bring up the girl’s grades. Clara could certainly accommodate that, with pleasure. Well… pleasure for her at least.
The girl turned in at the local mall, and Clara lost her for a moment as she had to park the car. The mall was large and the aisles crowded despite the nice weather; but the uniform was distinctive enough she had no trouble tracking her down within a few minutes.
To Clara’s delight, the girl was in a lingerie store; what did she need with fancy underwear? Rattangrove certainly didn’t allow anything like that. Was she hoping for a little slutty summer fun while she was on break? Well, Clara wasn’t going to discourage that; that was exactly the sort of fun she had in mind, in fact.
Amy and Clara hung back, eavesdropping on the conversation their new friend was having with the cashier; who didn’t seem terribly interested. She barely looked up from her phone at the timid girl who peered around, hoping no-one was listening before asking;
“Um.... would these panties fit over a chastity cage... the sign said that they were cut for a trans girl but... um… with the cage sometimes it’s…”
Clara would be taking Emily into her service for the summer either way, but if she could sample the goods first, so much the better. After all, she wasn’t signing her on for the cooking or the cleaning; although she would see to it that the girl got her fill of those. She was so much more interested in more… nocturnal activities.
The cashier barely looked up from her phone and gave an unhelpful shrug; Clara saw her opportunity.
“Hi.”
She interrupted the conversation gently; but the girl whirled around like she had heard a gunshot.
“My name is Clara. I think maybe I can help.”