Book 4: Thief in Service

[AdultInnocence]

What is curious is how she got caught, and she highly underestimated what the spanking would feel like.

[SGTbaby]

Interesting…certainly not expected but I look forward to more 

[LittleFallenPrincess]

Chapter 7: Debrief

Thief in Service - by LittleFallenPrincess

 

“What the fuck happened there, Paige?” Christian yelled from across the room.

The ride back was quiet. I couldn’t think straight. All I could think of... was her.

“Paige!” He screamed, trying to get my attention.

“I... couldn’t find it. Then she woke up.”

“Did you get out without her spotting you at least?”

“Y...yeah.” I lied again.

“Good. So we can have another attempt. Think you can manage that?”

“Yes!” I shouted, not realising how loud I was... or how enthusiastic I sounded.

“Oh wow. Sounds like you’re ready to go already. But sadly, we have to come up with another plan.”

“Yeah, I wouldn’t trust the vent this time. Maybe the window?” I suggested.

“Why no vent? Did something happen?” Jack asked.

“There was a camera looking over the exit of the vent. I lucked out by narrowly avoiding it. I noticed the window had no security, so I’d rather use that if possible.” I lied yet again.

The real reason I didn’t want to take the vent was in case Alexandria Carver had figured out that’s where I came in from. Especially seeing as my rope is still there... I’m just glad no one has asked about that being missing. Thankfully I can replace that easily without them knowing.

“Right. So debrief in ten minutes. Get a drink, calm down. We’ll go over everything, and then plan our next attempt and decide when we’ll do it.”

I nodded and walked off to my desk. Sitting down, I just started relaxing when Mimi jumped her butt onto my table, sitting on the edge of it.

“So what went on in there? You’re acting... different.” She said, concern in her voice.

I shuffled around on my chair, trying to find a position that didn’t make my arse hurt.

‘That spanking... oh boy... never had anything like that before...’

“Nothing. Went in, couldn’t find it at first, owner woke up, I got out as quickly as possible.” I couldn’t believe I was lying to my best friend.

“You sure? You sound... off.”

“I’m fine. It’s fine. Just give me a few minutes to myself. I’ll debrief everyone when we’re done with the break.”

“Okay...” Mimi didn’t sound convinced as she hopped off the table and walked off to her own desk.

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“So. You entered through the vent? That didn’t seem like a problem until the camera, right?” Jack asked.

We had all got back together in the middle of the room, I had time to calm down and Mimi looked like she was done with the questions... for now.

“Yeah. No locks on the upper entrances. One lock on the back door, I saw it as I made my way out.” I wasn’t lying about that. I got a good view of the back door security as I was being escorted out by Miss Carver.

“But camera may be risky a second time? You said something about the window being good?” Jack continued with his questions.

“Yeah. I think I could get in the skylight window, drop down onto a nearby cabinet, and then silently make my way out. That way I avoid the camera and can make my way slowly downstairs.”

“What was the top floor like? Anything there?”

“Just spare rooms. Nothing interesting.”

“Fourth floor... what about that? Cameras? Any rooms of interest?”

“...Not that I could see...” I lied again, but at this point, it felt like second nature. I hadn’t seen all the rooms, but the two I looked into were definitely of interest. Just... not to them. But to me? There was this nagging feeling in my chest. I needed to look again. Something was calling me. I couldn’t tell the crew, but whilst the main reason I wanted to go again, despite Carver’s warning, was to get free of my debt... there was the other reason... that for some reason, I felt a calling. Like I needed to return. Like I needed to see her again, or at the very least... see those rooms again.

‘Why do I want to go in though?’ I thought to myself. ‘One was some freaky kink dungeon and one was... one was... well... weird... but something about it...’

“Paige?” Jack focused my attention on him.

“Sorry. Yeah the fourth floor, from what I saw before I got spooked, was empty.”

“Did you see the artefact at all?”

“Yeah. It was on the third floor.”

“What spooked you on the fourth?”

“I thought I saw someone, so I rushed downstairs. Saw the statue in some study on the third room.” I had to keep the false story going. I couldn’t tell them the truth. I couldn’t tell them I got spanked and that something within me needed to return. They’d never let me live it down. Or let me return there.

“So the statue is on the third floor in a study. Well at least you don’t have to explore the rest of the rooms this time. Just  break in, head downstairs, get the statue, head back. Job done.”

“Yeah. Should be simple.”

Christian stood up.

“Okay. Well we know the basics. We went over all that with the first attempt. This time, you know where it is and where the security systems are. Get the job done. Talking of which... when are we doing this? If she woke up and walked around, aren’t we best off picking a night when she’s out or something?” he suggested.

“We don’t know her schedule. She doesn’t have a fixed routine or anything.” Mimi cut in.

“Why not tomorrow? It’ll be a Sunday evening. Surely she won’t be staying up late on a Sunday evening? Especially when she’s got to open up on a Monday.” I suggested.

‘Damn I’m good at bullshitting my way through this. I have no idea what day would be best... I just... I need to get back to that place. Something about it... something about her...’

“Okay. Tomorrow night. Now everyone go rest up, it’ll be another late night tomorrow. Paige... focus, okay?” Christian ordered, giving me a stern look.

I nodded back.

“You need a ride home?” Mimi offered, but I shook my head.

“I’ll be okay. Just going to walk home.”

“If you’re sure..."

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“Maybe I should have taken that offer...” I said to myself as I walked home in the pouring rain. I had hoped that sometime between getting back to the hideout and having to leave, that the rain would have stopped by now. But no, of course not... it got worse.

I didn’t even have an umbrella.

So pulling my hood up, shielding myself from the downpour that covered the streets of London, I walked back home.

Which gave me ample time to think about everything that had happened tonight.

“Why do I want to return there?” I said to myself, wrapping myself in my arms to try and keep warm.

A car drove past, driving straight through a puddle by the side of the road, causing it to splash all over me, drenching me even more than I already was at this point.

“UGH! If I had just kept my senses focused, I wouldn’t have been caught off guard! I would have found the stupid statue and gotten out of there. I could have celebrated and moved on with my life! Instead I fuck up, I get caught, I get spanked and then for some fucked up reason, I want to return. Not only to take the fucking statue but also because something about that place... about her. AAAAAAH!” I screamed, kicking a puddle.

I could feel the water fill my boots, causing my socks and feet to become wet and squishy... and I instantly regretted losing my temper.

“Why do I want to return? She’s just some beautiful woman with some fucked up fantasies and too much money! Why do I want to go back? Why do I want to explore those rooms again, and see what else she has in that building? Why do I want to see her face again? Why do I want to see what she meant by that threat she gave me? I shouldn’t be interested in a threat! But for some reason... I really want to know. I need to know!”

I turned the corner to my street, looking up at my apartment window.

“Thank fuck. Home. Time to get dry, get these clothes on the radiator, and then get some sleep. I can try and think through this a bit more tomorrow.”

I couldn’t take the front door entrance. I’d risk someone hearing me enter and wondering why I’m out so late and after everything... I had no energy for my landlady to start lecturing me.

Heading down the alley that lead to the back of my apartment building, climbing up the pipe leading up the wall and jumping over to my back window, I carefully opened it and headed inside.

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I awoke to a message on my phone.

            Mimi: You up?

Scrambling out of bed, I grabbed my phone and zombie-walked over to the kitchen.

Putting the kettle on, I replied to Mimi’s message.

            Paige: I’m up.

            Mimi: You slept late!

            Paige: I mean... I was up pretty late...

            Mimi: You okay?

Paige: Yeah. Just a bit shook up after things not going according to plan yesterday. I’ll be fine.

            Mimi: You sure? It seemed more than that.

Paige: Promise. I’ll be fine. Gonna eat, try and relax and get my head in the game before tonight.

            Mimi: See you at 9 tonight?  

            Paige: See you at 9.

As the kettle finished boiling, I made a cup of tea and sat down at my worn-down dining table.

Well... I say dining table. It’s more of a hobbled-together piece of junk being used as a dining table.

Looking around, I couldn’t wait to finally be free of this life. Free of this shithole. Free to find a better place with decent furniture instead of the worn-down rubbish I had in here.

My TV had seen better days. Those days were about ten years ago.

My sofa was an amalgamation of about three different sofas, all sewn together as parts ripped over the years.

My kitchen had doors missing from the cupboards and my fridge was something you could probably sit in to protect yourself during a nuclear explosion.

I had no time or, more importantly, money to fix up or replace a lot of my stuff. Most of the stuff I got were free things I picked up online or donations from Mimi. With her cut of the jobs, she could spend it on herself, whereas with my debt... I couldn’t. Most of my money went towards buying me more time.

But after this job, after Tony is paid off fully forever... I was out of here. I’d be gone, with enough money to start anew elsewhere. I’d be free of the crew, although I’d keep in touch with Mimi. But I wouldn’t have to deal with the teasing or the jokes or the abuse I got from Christian.

Figuring I’d watch something, I got up from the dining table and headed over to the sofa where Flopsy lay.

And as I drank my tea, I watched the news and burrito’d on the sofa with my rabbit stuffie in my favourite fox blanket.

 

I had no idea how tonight was going to go. I had no idea how I’d react if I saw her again, or how I’m going to react when I see those rooms again...

I’d get some food soon, I’d do a bit of exercise so I’m ready for tonight, and I’d get ready before heading out to meet them. Just a relaxing day, trying to get my thoughts in order so I wasn’t caught out again. Because whilst part of me wanted to be caught by her... I knew I needed to get the job done. That was the most important thing right now. And I wasn’t going to let anything get in the way of that.

All I knew is that I needed to get the job done, no matter what. I was sick of living like this. I was sick of being in someone else’s debt. I was sick of my life.

Sipping my tea, I ignored the voices in the back of my mind telling me that I shouldn’t have my  bunny with me... that it was childish... that the crew would take the piss out of me if they knew about her... but the feeling in my chest told me to ignore the voices, to ignore the doubts and fears. To just enjoy it.

And it was that same feeling that was drawing me back to that building.

To that room.

To... her.

 

 

 

 

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[Moon3ye]

Wait can it be that all stuffed animals of all variants of Olivia/ Noelle/ Faith/ Paige are called Flopsy?

Edited November 28, 2021 by Moon3ye
I am an idiot

[Bluebird67]

For Charlie you should have said Olivia, but yes, Flopsy in every case. I’m glad Paige isn’t wasting any time before going back to where we know she’s fated to be!

[LittleFallenPrincess]

42 minutes ago, Moon3ye said:

Wait can it be that all stuffed animals of all variants of Charlie/ Noelle/ Faith/ Paige are called Flopsy?

17 minutes ago, Bluebird67 said:

For Charlie you should have said Olivia, but yes, Flopsy in every case. I’m glad Paige isn’t wasting any time before going back to where we know she’s fated to be!

I'm glad people picked up on this, because I've got a cute little surprise in store soon regarding this.

But I hate to say... Livs stuffie was called Luna ? the other three all have a bunny stuffie called Flopsy.

But again... I've got some fun surprises in stock very soon...

[YourFNF]

Willd ass guessing.... What if this is all an elaborate trap so this woman can get a Little? XD

Like she took the job out herself?

[TerranV]

Welp I can see the second attempt going just as well as the last. 

And was the comment about Paige's old refrigerator a referece to Indiana Jones? 

If every variant has a Flopsy (except Liv)... is Flopsy like a multiversal keystone?!

[LittleFallenPrincess]

4 hours ago, YourFNF said:

Willd ass guessing.... What if this is all an elaborate trap so this woman can get a Little? XD

Like she took the job out herself?

Now that would be a twist! I can't say anything as I don't want to spoil anything ?

2 hours ago, TerranV said:

Welp I can see the second attempt going just as well as the last. 

And was the comment about Paige's old refrigerator a referece to Indiana Jones? 

If every variant has a Flopsy (except Liv)... is Flopsy like a multiversal keystone?!

It was a reference! I'm glad someone picked up on it! ?

Multiple variants all calling their bunny stuffies Flopsy just means that they all think alike when it comes to naming their stuffies, despite their upbringings and differences in their universe. It was just a fun little thing that I thought would highlight the fact that they are basically the same people. ?

[TerranV]

2 hours ago, LittleFallenPrincess said:

Multiple variants all calling their bunny stuffies Flopsy just means that they all think alike when it comes to naming their stuffies, despite their upbringings and differences in their universe. It was just a fun little thing that I thought would highlight the fact that they are basically the same people. ?

Oh I just think it would be funny if a Thanos-like villain showed up and demanded all their rabbit stuffies to rule the multiverse.

[SGTbaby]

Round 2 here we come!

[LittleFallenPrincess]

Chapter 8: Second Attempt

Thief in Service - by LittleFallenPrincess

 

We pulled up to the same place we parked at the first time we were here.

Emily looked at me.

“You okay?” she asked with genuine concern.

“Yeah. I’ll be okay. I’ve got this.” I smiled back at her.

“You sure?”

“Yeah. In, grab statue, get out.”

Mimi reached over and gave me a hug. It was a bit awkward as the car wasn’t very big, especially with little room in the back, but somehow she managed.

“You’re going to be okay. You learnt a lot last time. That’ll help you ace it this time.” She whispered in my ear.

She was so encouraging, so... nice. She sounded a bit like a daycare teacher, and it took all my willpower not to blush or have a go at her for talking to me like a child. Instead, I appreciated the gesture and nodded as I got out of the car.

 

Thankfully, the rain had died down over the afternoon. Whilst the ground was still a bit damp, at least it wasn’t pouring it down and drenching me, although there was a slight drizzle. It also meant I could get to the window a bit quicker, as the surfaces shouldn’t be as slippery on the rooftop.

We picked 3am to try attempt two. That way it would give her enough time to sleep and not get up, meaning I had time to get in, get the statue and leave.

Although unbeknownst to my crew... I had a second objective.

I was going to explore those rooms. All of them. I don’t know why I needed to know, why I needed to see them... I just did.

But I could easily do that. I could get in, explore, and then get out with the statue in no time. And hopefully this time, I’ll be more alert.

I just hoped I was correct in thinking that our target wasn’t expecting another attempt so soon...

 

Performing the same moves I used the first time I broke in, I vaulted over the gate, climbed the stairs, and got onto the rooftop even quicker this time.

“In position.” I said, perching next to the skylight window.

“Ready when you are.” Jack said down my earpiece.

Pulling out one of the tools from my backpack, I quickly slid the metal bar I made sure to bring in between the wooden window and it’s frame. Carefully wiggling it about, I latched it onto the lock and pulled, releasing the lock, allowing me entry.

Lifting the window up, I carefully and silently entered, closing the window behind me, making sure not to make a noise whilst doing so.

I couldn’t confirm anything to the rest of the crew, not even telling them I had gotten in. I didn’t know how she managed to catch me last time, so I made sure not to make any sound at all in case there were hidden microphones anywhere.

As I quietly climbed down the dresser that stood below the window, I straightened myself up and crept over to the door on the opposite side of the room. I knew this room had nothing of interest, as I had been here yesterday, so I didn’t have to spend any time searching here, or in fact any of the upstairs rooms.

I knew the artefact wasn’t on the fourth floor, but as I descended the stairs, taking care not to make any noise whatsoever, I couldn’t help but feel the pull towards the rooms.

Giving in to the temptation, I put my search for the artefact on pause whilst I headed down the fourth floor corridor.

‘I need to see this other room. I need to see why I’m feeling a pull to this one in particular...’ I thought as I crept up to the door that led to the nursery.

Turning the handle, I felt a bit of resistance as I attempted to open the door.

Locked.

Upon closer inspection, I quickly found out there was no way I could even pick this thing. It had a hidden panel that pulled away, revealing a fingerprint scanner.

‘How did I not notice this the first time? Fuck! I mean... I could probably bypass this... but... but I have more important things to search for...’

Giving up on this door, I turned around to try the door to the dungeon.

This too, was locked by a fingerprint scanner.

‘Ugh! Seriously? Fuck it, may as well try the others...’

And as I tried each of the doors on the fourth floor... none of them budged. All were locked shut using the fingerprint mechanism. And without knowing more about the specific lock she used, I wouldn’t be able to bypass it without risking setting it off.

But as I got to the last door at the end of the corridor... I felt the handle turn... turn more than any of the previous door handles had. Despite having the fingerprint lock, the handle turned easily. This one wasn’t locked.

And as I opened the door slowly and silently, another large, strange room came into view.

 

The walls were white, but had some kind of border around the bottom. A border that looked like... bones? Bows? Collars?

The floor was carpeted. As I leant down to touch the dark grey, luxurious carpet, I couldn’t take my eyes off the fenced off area at the opposite side of the room.

‘Is this... no. It can’t be for an actual animal...’ I thought as I inspected all the items dotted around the fenced area.

A large dog bed with colourful dots on it, a few chew toys, a couple of extra large dog bowls... a few stuffed animals that looked like they had been chewed...

‘It doesn’t smell like dog in here... and I’ve not seen any animal hairs anywhere... no... seriously?’

The pieces of the puzzle fell into place as I realised that this whole room wasn’t designed for an actual animal. But for someone who played as one...

I had seen some of the stuff on social media... at pride events... I knew pet play was a thing... but this... this was more than I’d ever seen before.

Not only did she have rows of collars on a hook at the end of the room, she had an entire room dedicated to this kink.

But then again, what was I expecting from this mystery woman? She has a whole dungeon, a nursery that clearly isn’t for an actual baby... and I hadn’t even seen the other rooms yet!

This woman was into a lot of stuff, and she seemed to have a whole room dedicated to each one, to play out her weird fantasies.

 

But then it slipped in. Just that one little thought. That one little daydream. Slipping into my mind unnoticed, I imagined myself wearing one of those collars, not wearing anything else, sitting in that pen... having my hair stroked... by her...

...And it felt good. I felt a familiar warmth inside, similar to that I got in the dungeon, but still not as strong as the one I got when I went in the other room. It was like a part of me wanted to be in here.

But not just in here, more specifically in here... with her.

I took a while to look around the room, ignoring the fact that I had a job to do.

I held the collars up one by one in my hand so I could see them better.

The blue one had ‘David’ written on the tag. The green one had ‘Lucy’.

Holding up the pink one, all it said was ‘Princess’.

My heart dropped. Was she already seeing people? Did she have people who were her pets already?

‘What the fuck am I doing? Worrying over her seeing people. I’m here to steal from her and I’m too busy worrying if she plays with ‘Lucy’ or ‘Princess’.’

Putting the pink collar back, I made my way back over to the door, knowing that I better get out of here soon, just in case she wakes up.

Closing the door behind me, I couldn’t help but think about the rest of this floor.

‘If there’s a dungeon, a nursery, and a pet room... what the hell are the other rooms for?’

But sadly, there was no way to find out the answer to that. I needed to get down to the next floor and steal that statue for Tony. Then I’d escape and pay off my debt finally.

So as I walked past the rooms, trying my best to ignore the pull I felt towards them, I made my way downstairs.

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The third floor was different to the fourth. No fancy fingerprint scanners on the doors, just simple locks on a couple of the doors, although most didn’t have any security.

With another handful of doors down the long corridor, I couldn’t help but peek into a couple on my way to the study.

I mean, sure, I know exactly which room I was escorted out of... but who would I be if I didn’t have a little nosy at the other rooms first?

The first door opened to reveal a large, luxurious bathroom. The bath tub was at least three times bigger than my crappy one at my apartment, and the whole place was immaculate, absolutely spotless.

Trying the next door, I saw it was a smaller room with a rather large computer against the wall.

‘I bet Jack would love to get his hands on this... this dwarfs even his computer! I guess you get what you pay for...’

Closing the door behind me, I made my way along the corridor.

I wanted to check more of the rooms, but if her bathroom was on this floor, as well as her study and her computer... no doubt her bedroom was on this floor, and I had no intention of accidentally walking in on her sleeping. Probably because I’d end up making a fool of myself and waking her up...

So giving up my search, I headed directly for the door to her study.

Pulling the handle, it didn’t budge. Looking at it closely, my cockiness rose as I stared at the pathetic attempt to keep me out.

‘Locked... but no fingerprint scanner. Just a simple pin tumbler lock. This will be easy!’

Rummaging around the pocket on my leg, I found my pick and my tension wrench and quickly went to work on the lock to the study.

Truth be told, I was expecting... more? This was just a cheap lock that even a baby could pick given enough time. I could have done this with a paperclip, it was that easy. But with my tools, I was able to open it in no time.

Carefully opening the door, I scanned the area, looking for potential traps or security, but I could see no such issues. Putting my lockpicks away, back in my pocket, I opened the door fully and entered the room.

The study was exactly the same as the last time I saw it. No changes, not even where the statue stood... it was just standing there as if it was screaming ‘steal me!’

I smiled, knowing that soon I’d be out of here, and back to my original plan of getting away from London as soon as possible.

And as I crawled over to the pedestal, upon which stood the statue I was here to steal, I felt a looming presence behind me.

But before I could react, before I could retreat, before I could fight back, before I could even see what it was that was behind me... the door behind slammed shut.

Looking back, fearing she had caught me again, I wondered why she hadn’t just jabbed me with whatever she jabbed me last time.

But there wasn’t anyone there. The room was empty.

Other than the slight hissing noise, the room was silent.

‘But wait... that hissing noise wasn’t there before...’

Green gas started rising from behind the sofa on the opposite side of the room.

‘Gas? What the fuck?’ I thought, scrambling to my feet to see what was causing it.

But before I could take a single step, my legs collapsed under me as I fell back, on to the floor.

The room started spinning, my vision getting hazy.

I tried holding my breath, but it was too late. She had caught me off guard. Again!

And as I fell onto my back, the ventilation system activated with a large hum that engulfed the room, clearing the study of the green gas. This was no relief to me, whatever I had breathed in was already in my system, and no doubt soon I’d be out of it.

As my eyes started shutting slowly, a figure walked in from the doorway, bending down and looking directly into my eyes.

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you...” she said as I passed out cold on the floor of the study.

 

 

 

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[Moon3ye]

She was warned that she really was.

I'm really excited to see what Alexandria does with Paige this time.

I wonder what they would do now if Paige doesn't come back?

I mean Alexandria could just keep her with her for a few weeks now and dispose of her equipment somewhere else that someone might find her there.

Really that's such a good story.

[TerranV]

Well that went about as well as could be expected.

Good chapter.

[SGTbaby]

Love the curiosity but it did kill the cat. I think the lady knew she would return though 

[LittleFallenPrincess]

17 hours ago, Moon3ye said:

She was warned that she really was.

I'm really excited to see what Alexandria does with Paige this time.

I wonder what they would do now if Paige doesn't come back?

I mean Alexandria could just keep her with her for a few weeks now and dispose of her equipment somewhere else that someone might find her there.

Really that's such a good story.

She wouldn't be that mean, would she? ?

16 hours ago, TerranV said:

Well that went about as well as could be expected.

Good chapter.

Thank you ?

8 hours ago, SGTbaby said:

Love the curiosity but it did kill the cat. I think the lady knew she would return though 

I think all of us, including the target, knew she'd return ?

[YourFNF]

20 hours ago, LittleFallenPrincess said:

As my eyes started shutting slowly, a figure walked in from the doorway, bending down and looking directly into my eyes.

 

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you...” she said as I passed out cold on the floor of the study.

 

 

 

 

[LittleFallenPrincess]

Chapter 9: As Promised

Thief in Service - by LittleFallenPrincess

 

“I knew you’d return. But I didn’t expect you so soon. You couldn’t even wait a few days... such an impatient little thing, aren’t you?” a voice said from the corner of the room.

As my dreams wore off and I was starting to wake up, I felt groggy and my head felt fuzzy. My mouth felt weird, my legs and arms felt... a breeze? But wasn’t I wearing a long sleeve and pants...?

That’s when the memories of earlier came flooding back. The job, the study, the gas... her.

“MMMMM!” I screamed out.

“That won’t do you any good, sorry cupcake.”

“MMM!” I tried screaming again, but I could feel something in my mouth, blocking me from making noise.

My vision cleared up so I quickly started scanning my surroundings.

I was in some kind of... alcove? And that alcove was in some room I had never seen before. So most likely, one of the locked ones.

Checking my immediate surroundings first, I saw that I was being restrained against the wall somehow, with cuffs keeping my arms by my side and keeping my legs a few inches apart. I couldn’t look further down as I felt the collar around my neck restrict how much I could move my head.

The rest of the room looked like it was ripped right out of the early 1900’s. This room didn’t match the rest of the building from what I could tell, it looked... older. And a lot more pink. Not as much pink as the other room I had seen, but this was still very, very pink. But obviously, either that meant that it must have been designed to look like this or it was kept this way, and by the way the building was designed, I was thinking it was more the latter. Who designs one room to look like... like a... wait! I had seen this before. Not this exact room, but something very similar. But for the life of me, I couldn’t remember where.

A vanity table with all sorts of makeup and hair decorations sat across from me with a large chair that sat my captor. Miss Carver was sat there, with her legs crossed and her palms on her knees, just... looking at me and smiling.

A large walk in wardrobe was to my left, but I couldn’t see far enough in to see what was in there. And to my right was a large bed, perfectly made.

 

But what I could notice... was that I was no longer wearing the outfit I had worn here. I was wearing something different, something... softer. Black... white... I couldn’t make it out properly from this angle, but it clearly left my arms and legs exposed as I could feel the air on them.

“I took the liberty of dressing you for your new job. Would you like to see? Oh what am I saying... of course you would!” Miss Carver sounded almost excited.

She pressed a button on the wall beside the vanity table, and down came a mirror across from where I was being tied up, aligning perfectly so that it would let me see my reflection.

And what I saw... made both my tummy flutter and my pulse race.

 

“See, I warned you. And not only did you break in after I gave you an explicit warning, but you also trod wet footprints all the way through my house.”

“Mmm...” I tried to say sorry, but as I stared at the ballgag in my mouth from the reflection, I knew it was useless. Anything I tried to say would just come out muffled.

“So, I thought what better way for you to pay me back AND punish you at the same time for breaking in and ruining my carpets than to make you clean them up yourself...”

I knew she was talking, but I couldn’t focus on her as the image of me tied up, in this... this thing... kept my mind racing, unable to focus on anything else.

I was no longer wearing the clothes I usually wore on jobs. Gone were the black, sensible clothes that were perfect for sneaking about in, instead replaced by something I never expected to wear in my life.

A maid’s outfit.

Like seriously... a fucking maid’s uniform. Like old school, typical, maid’s uniform.

Black dress with white pinafore, what looked like a petticoat to cause the dress to floof out a bit, white stockings, small heels with a strap that looked a bit like Mary Janes, a headband... the whole lot.

She wasn’t wrong, she had dressed me up for my new job. I was expected to clean up the mess I had made on my way in, wearing... this.

But of course, that wasn’t all. Turns out I wasn’t tied to the wall like I had originally thought. I wasn’t even tied to one of those things I saw in the dungeon...

This is why I recognised this style of room.

I had a dollhouse when I was a kid, and this room looked like it could have been ripped out of that and sized up. The furniture looked very doll-like. The style, the decorations, everything looked like it was made for a large doll.

And what’s a dollhouse without a doll?

I stared at the large doll box that I was currently tied in to. That’s why my arms were by my side, it’s why I wasn’t splayed out like I would be on some of those things in the dungeon. I was being displayed in this enormous pink doll box. There was no text on the front, like there is with normal boxes for dolls. But there was a clear space for a name at the bottom.

“I see you’ve noticed the box. Isn’t it fun?” Miss Carver’s voice got more and more excited as she pointed things out.

“MMM?” I screamed.

“Now you’re my little dolly. But to be more specific... my little maid dolly. Because you’re going to scrub my floors. And then when you’re done with that, I’ve got a bunch more tasks for you. You’re going to work off the debt you now owe me for breaking into my place twice, despite warnings.”

“Mmmm?”

“Yes sweetie. You belong to me. But don’t worry, I’m not that mean. If you don’t push me that is. I wouldn’t keep you forever, in fact I’ll barely keep you for long at all. You didn’t break anything, and you are cute... so how about you work for me as my maid for the day, and I’ll let you go tonight? It’s either that... or I call the police.”

“Mmmmm...”

She walked over and put her arms around me. I could smell her perfume again and it... it did things to me. I already felt a pull towards her, a connection... but that perfume... that perfume was heavenly.

Removing the gag, she placed it on a table by the side.

“So... what will it be? Maid, or police?”

I didn’t want to involve the police. If I got arrested again, Tony would no doubt bail me out again but this time he’d make it so I could never pay him back. I’d be indebted to him forever. And there was something in me that...

‘No. That’s crazy talk. Who the fuck would want this?’ I thought to myself as Miss Carver stood there.

“...Maid.” I answered, knowing I had no other option.

“Good choice! Now... you’ll be expected to have done a certain amount of work by the time I let you go. And there are rules you must obey whilst you are under my employment.”

‘Employment... yeah sure, let’s call it that.’

“As for the job... you’ll get on your hands and knees and scrub the whole third, fourth and fifth floors. You won’t get any fancy cleaning supplies, so you better be good at scrubbing.” Miss Carver kept going, I stayed silent.

I gulped.

“Then you’ll dust the upstairs rooms, where you entered. And then the study.”

‘Wait... she knew how I got in?’

“After which... I think you can then organise the shop downstairs.”

I gulped again, this time harder. Surely I wouldn’t have to do that... wearing this... if the shop is... open?

“Don’t worry, I’m not so strict as to deny you lunch. You’ll have an hour for lunch, where you’ll be eating with me downstairs.”

I nodded.

‘Strange request... but sure...’

“And lastly, don’t think about running or stealing anything. If you do, you’ll either be punished, or I’ll call the police. I’ve got a photo of your face now, so if you do try anything...”

“Understood.” I finally spoke up. I thought it best to not speak whilst she was giving me orders, I didn’t want to make things worse and I wasn’t sure how she’d react to me talking, even if it was just to answer.

“Good. Now, rules...”

“Rules?” I asked.

“Rule one... no speaking unless spoken to.”

I nodded, closing my mouth quickly.

“Rule two... when spoken to, you’ll call me Miss Carver.”

I nodded again.

“Rule three. No running off and no going into other locked rooms. You will only go where I tell you to go. Understood?”

Again, I nodded.

I had this feeling inside... this... yearning? Craving? I wasn’t sure, I had never felt anything like this before. It was like I was getting... pleasure out of this, being given rules and ordered about by Miss Carver. Wearing this dress, being tied up, I tried to push the thoughts out of my mind. I knew they were wrong. I wasn’t into any of this. I wasn’t a freak like her. I wasn’t... I couldn’t... surely?

“Rule four. Taking any part of your uniform off will result in immediate punishment.”

Nodding, I dropped my head and looked to the floor as best I could with the collar around my neck.

“You belong to me until... let’s say 5pm, shall we? Closing time. After which, if you’ve done a decent enough job, I’ll let you go and we’ll forget all this ever happened. Think that’s fair?”

Compared to being arrested and getting into more debt with Tony... this was a walk on the beach.

“You may speak freely now.” She said.

“Yes Miss Carver. Thank you. Sorry.” I was too flustered to speak properly.

“Good girl. Manners are important. Just be glad you’re not my actual dolly today, otherwise you’d only be allowed to say certain phrases.”

I felt my cheeks burning, and as I looked into the mirror opposite me, I saw that I was visibly blushing.

“D’aww. You’re so cute.” She said, causing me to blush more. “Right, do you have any questions before I let you get to work?”

“Umm... what time is it?” I asked.

“Nearly nine in the morning. You were out for quite a bit after the gas.”

“Nine?”

‘Shit. The crew must be worried. Not about me, but that the job fucked up.’

“Umm... so I just do all this stuff for you... Miss Carver... and then you’ll let me go?” I asked nervously.

“I’m a woman of my word.”

“And all I gotta do... is clean?”

“Yes. You’re my maid for the day.” She answered.

“Umm...”

I wanted to ask about the rooms, about all this weird kink stuff... but I couldn’t bring up the courage to do so.

“Where... where did you get the gas? And... why?” I just had to know. I mean who keeps syringes and gas that can knock people out?

“When you’re rich, you can get anything. And as for why... well... a woman’s got to have some secrets...”

She just stood there, a few feet away from me and smiled. And even from that distance... the butterflies in my tummy were in overdrive.

“Any more questions?” she asked.

My tummy rumbled at that exact moment.

“Heh... umm... what can I do about breakfast?”

“I guess you haven’t eaten yet, so I’ll escort you to the kitchen and make you something. That sound okay? Then once you’ve eaten, you’ll get started on cleaning.”

I nodded and smiled.

Sure, I was now in this woman’s debt, under her thumb just like Tony... but at least with her I can just do this cleaning and leave. No police, no financial debt to pay off, no hanging it over my head making me do everything for her. If anything... she was letting me off easily. So I was grateful for that at least.

“Well, let’s get started, shall we?”

She walked over and uncuffed me. My arms, legs and my neck all felt relief at not being stuck in place. Honestly I was a bit surprised she had managed to not only dress me whilst I was unconscious, but also put me up against the doll box like that and restrain me in place.

And that’s when I realised something obvious... something I should have realised from the beginning.

If she dressed me like this...

...then she’s seen me naked...

 

So as I followed her out of the room, the heels of the maid’s uniform clacking against the floorboards in the hallway, I blushed intensely and felt an embarrassment I’ve never felt before.

But, for some reason...

...it felt good.

 

 

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[SGTbaby]

Awesome development and I love how I believe Ms. Carver knows she has her! 

[Moon3ye]

She is now a little dolly! 

How exciting I wonder how it will all develop.

So incredibly exciting (especially when you consider that you know through Rose that they are still together).

This is going to be a great story, I can feel it.

[YourFNF]

[LittleFallenPrincess]

Chapter 10: Alexandria's New Maid

Thief in Service - by LittleFallenPrincess

 

“Sit.” She ordered, pointing to a chair at the dining table.

She had escorted me slowly through the building, down the stairs to the second floor. From what I could see, the second floor was where the kitchen, the dining room and two other unknown rooms were.

Sitting down, the petticoat of the maid uniform fluffed out, lifting the dress, exposing my underwear. So I instinctively tried pushing the large amount of frills down, trying to be somewhat modest.

“Good girl.” Miss Carver said as she turned around and started rummaging through the cupboards. “Aha. There it is.”

I didn’t see what she doing because I was too focused on this revealing outfit.

Normally, I’d wear grubby, dark things. Mimi liked to say I dressed ‘grunge’ but I didn’t really know or care about the terms. I just liked comfortable clothing that didn’t look out of place when dirty. It’s not like I could afford anything fancy or pretty. But this... this dress with its little white pinafore and white tights and everything... actually, for the first time in my life, made me feel... well... hot.

‘Damn girl... what the hell is this thing doing to my boobs?’ I thought to myself as I looked down at my cleavage.

“Yes sweetie. Those are your breasts...” Miss Carver said in a weird tone, smiling when I looked up, making me blush. “Don’t worry, I’m just messing with you. Although it really does accentuate your figure. That dirty little thieving outfit was not doing you any favours...”

“It... umm...”

“Rules.” Was all she said. That was all that was needed to instantly shut me up. “Good girl. Now, tell me, what were you going to say?”

“Sorry Miss... umm... it’s not meant to look sexy or anything. It’s practical.”

“I guess, but you’re much too cute to be skulking about in the shadows, stealing things. You’d be much better off as a little doll. Something to show off...”

The way she said that caused my insides to feel all... wibbly. Like you know that feeling when you go on a rollercoaster or a theme park ride? It was like that.

“Maybe... but that doesn’t pay the bills...” I responded.

“No, you’re right.” She said as she slid a bowl of cereal over to me.

I hadn’t even noticed she opened the fridge for milk or poured anything. I was too enamoured by her presence and too distracted by this outfit to notice anything that was going on really.

“Now... eat. Then you get to work.”

I nodded as she slid a spoon over to me and I proceeded to fill my mouth with the cereal she had given me. Now normally, I’d have drowned my cereal in sugar, but I really didn’t want to push the boat right now, so I ate the bland cereal without any arguments.

 

As I pushed the bowl away, indicating that I had finished eating, Miss Carver stopped drinking her cup of coffee and walked over, picking the bowl up. Dropping it in the sink, she walked over to me and placed her hand around my jaw.

“Come on then, let’s get you started with your job.”

Indicating with my finger to follow her, I did so right away, without hesitance. Which kind of shocked me at how obedient I was around her. It was like I wanted to be like this for her, which scared me because I’m not like this around anyone else usually.

Stopping along the way, she opened a door to reveal a closet full of cleaning supplies.

“Here, if you need anything, you’ll find it in here. Now grab a bucket, a sponge, and the soap.”

I did as she said, trying not to get the dress caught as I navigated my way over the vacuum cleaner and the brooms and brushes that littered the floor.

Grabbing a black bucket, I dropped a bottle of what looked like some kind of soap or floor cleaner or something, along with a large sponge.

“Good girl. You’re doing a very good job at following orders... are you sure you’re not a submissive?”

I shook my head, feeling my cheeks burning.

“Right, come on then. Water for your bucket, then we’ll do the top floor first. Then fourth. Then third. Then you’re to report to me for lunch, okay? I’ll be on the second floor in the kitchen.” She said as she escorted me back up the stairs to the top floor.

 

“On the floor, now...” she ordered, and I immediately obeyed, getting straight onto the floor on my hands and knees. “Good girl.”

Something inside felt all fluttery or squirmy, as I looked down at the floor.

“Now, grab your sponge and get to work. I want all these footprints gone from my lovely floors before lunch. Don’t keep me waiting. Remember, top three floors, then report to me in the kitchen on the second floor.

I nodded and grabbed the sponge, dunking it in the soapy water I had prepared. And as I got to work, Miss Carver nodded and walked off down the stairs, leaving me alone.

The wet sponge flopped onto the wooden floor, landing with a wet, squelching sound.

‘I can’t believe I’m stuck here, cleaning some rich person’s floor. If I wanted a cleaning job, I would have applied for one...’

Not wanting to exhaust myself too quickly, I lightly scrubbed the floor, and thankfully, that was all that was needed to remove the dirty footprints I had left.

‘I still can’t believe I left footprints! I’m usually so careful! And talking about being careful, how did she know I was here? How did she catch me? I swear I was careful!’ I started arguing with myself in my head as I mindlessly scrubbed the floors of the fifth floor. ‘Oh shit, what about Mimi and Emily? They were waiting in the car outside! My earpiece is gone, so I have no idea if they know what happened or where I am.’

My brain started spiralling, panicking about the crew worrying about me. Or maybe it’s just me worrying that I was pissing them off by not reporting in.

‘I need to get in contact with them somehow, tell that I’m okay, that I’ll be back soon. But right now, there is no way I could do so. I don’t know where my gear is, and I can’t exactly ask if I can use the phone. I’m lucky she’s not calling the police right now, I don’t want to push my luck.’

Methodically making my way from one end of the hallway to the other, I scrubbed and scrubbed until the floor was spotless. I took care not to get any water on this outfit, as I had no idea what she’d do to me if I made a mess of it.

 

I wasn’t sure how much time had passed, or even what time it was to begin with for that matter. I wasn’t exactly rushing this cleaning, so it could have been ten minutes or it could have been an hour. But thankfully, that was one of three floors done, so it was time to move downstairs to the fourth floor.

The floor with all the interesting rooms.

Sadly, I was unable to see inside any of the interesting rooms. I knew there was a nursery, a dungeon, a pet room and now I knew there was a doll room. But there were still two more rooms I hadn’t seen inside, and that bugged me. Something deep inside me needed to know what was in there. It was the same feeling that desired to go back into the rooms I had already seen.

But sadly, they were all closed, and more importantly, locked.

I don’t know why she kept them locked whilst I was here, it wasn’t as if they were a big secret at this point. She knows I’ve been in four of them already, so why keep them private?

Or maybe that’s just me really wanting to get back inside them.

Either way, I tried focusing on the task at hand, ignoring the desire within that was tearing me apart.

Starting from the end opposite the stairs, I worked my way backwards again, slowly scrubbing with the sponge.

“Now there’s a sight...” I heard from behind me.

I sat up on my knees and turned around, wet sponge in hand. Behind me, I saw Miss Carver, stood there in all her beauty, looking down at me with a cute smile on her face.

“No need to stop on my account, dear. I’m just getting something.” She said, putting her thumb to the pad on the door. The lock clicked, and the door to the nursery opened.

I tried to glance a quick peek, just one more look into the room that piqued my curiosity the most.

But she closed the door behind her quickly, all I saw was a flash of pink, unable to make out anything else.

Returning to my duties, I turned around and carried on scrubbing the floors.

 

When I heard the lock click again, I don’t know what it was, but something within me wanted to do something to get her attention. I knew full well that I’d be spending lunch with her, but something within me craved her attention... needed it even.

So as soon as I heard the footsteps go from soft, carpeted ones to the hard clack of her heels on the wooden flooring... I bent over just that bit more than I already was, exposing my backside to her. The hem of the dress slipped up, revealing my panties slightly. I just hoped she was looking.

“You, little miss... if you’re not careful, I may have to keep you.”

My face froze, but at the same time, it felt warmer than ever as my cheeks turned red.

“It’s nearly lunchtime... you better hurry up. You’ve still got one more floor to go yet, sweetie...”

That was all the encouragement I needed, my speed increasing dramatically.

Gone were the slow, steady swipes with the sponge. Instead, I was now scrubbing as if my life depended on it. I mean, it wasn’t, I doubt she’d turn me over to the police or anything if I didn’t turn up for lunch... but a part of me really didn’t want to disappoint her, and an even larger part didn’t want to miss lunch with her.

 

Finishing the fourth floor, I carefully navigated my way down the stairs with the bucket. I still wasn’t used to these heels, as normally I’d wear flat shoes, so I had to be extra careful getting down the large staircase.

‘Third floor. Then lunch. Then a bit more work. Then I’m free. That’s it. Oh god, I wonder what the team are going to say...’

I focused on the last part of this morning’s task. I needed to impress her. Not only because she could turn me into the police at any moment, but also because I... I wanted to impress her. So I headed to the opposite end of the hall again and got on my hands and knees, scrubbing my way down the hallway.

Passing her study, I saw that it was locked now, so even if I did try to steal the artefact today, there’s no way I’d be able to get in without my tools, so I ignored it. For now.

It didn’t take long with this quicker pace, the drive to not only do a good job, but make sure it was done in time for lunch, made the time fly by. So as I reached the stairs, I looked down the hallway at the sparkling clean floor and felt... proud... for doing such a good job.

Getting up off my hands and knees carefully, making sure not to waste all the effort I had put in so far making sure that the dress didn’t get mucky, I rose to my feet. Grabbing the bucket with the sponge in, I headed downstairs, being careful not to spill the contents, until I found myself at the doorway to the kitchen.

 

As I walked into the kitchen, I saw Miss Carver over by the cooker, cooking some kind of food for us. I wasn’t sure what it was, but it smelled delicious. She turned around, staring at me, as if eyeing me up, and smiling.

“Good. Perfect timing. Go sit at the table. I’ll be with you in a minute. Then... we can have a little chat.”

 

 

 

 

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[Moon3ye]

52 minutes ago, LittleFallenPrincess said:

Indicating with my finger to follow her, I did so right away, without hesitance. Which kind of shocked me at how obedient I was around her. It was like I wanted to be like this for her, which scared me because I’m not like this around anyone else usually.

I think if you could talk openly about everything in our society, many people would admit that they would like to.

I find this story wonderful it shows a developing dynamic where one of the two people still has absolutely no idea (Paige) while the other (Alexandria) knows exactly what she wants and especially who she wants.

I'm really excited to see what happens next.

[something101]

I think stealing the artifact is a ruse and that miss carver is the customer and Paige the product 

[YourFNF]

Oh she has got it so bad....

Flashing her knickers...

Naughty Naughty! ?

I'm not normally into maid play but for Miss Alexandria....

*giggles and blushes*

14 hours ago, something101 said:

I think stealing the artifact is a ruse and that miss carver is the customer and Paige the product 

I've had the same thought