My Life as a Sexual Servant
Copyright© 2024 by JennaK
Chapter 10
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 10 - Due to the Great Recession, Jenna loses her job and house, and will likely lose custody of her daughter if she can't find a job quickly. She accepts the job as a "sexual servant" to a rich couple who also agree to give Kate a place to live. But as the story unfolds, Jenna is repeatedly sexually humiliated in front of Kate by the Mistress of the house. Worse, Kate actually enjoys watching her Mom's humiliation. How far will it go before Jenna decides to flee and take Kate with her?
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Fa/Fa Fa/ft Coercion NonConsensual Reluctant Lesbian BiSexual Fiction Sharing Incest Mother Daughter BDSM DomSub FemaleDom Humiliation Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Pegging Petting Voyeurism
Now that I was nude during the day except for when I could wear an apron, Margaret removed all of my clothes from my closet and put them in the attic, for when I might need them if we actually left the house. I didn’t object.
The routine now was that I left Margaret’s bed in the morning, showered but did not get dressed, and went to the kitchen where I put on an apron while fixing Kate’s breakfast. By the time Kate left for school, Margaret was getting out of bed, and I cooked her breakfast and served her. Then, by 9:30 AM, my apron was on a kitchen hook, and I was nude until lunch. I retrieved the apron when I made lunch for Margaret and me and then resumed being naked until I cooked dinner. And of course, I remained naked during the entertainment part of the evening in the Media Room. I thought, well at least Kate isn’t being forced to undress me anymore. I was resigned to being nude while in the house.
What I didn’t consider was what would happen when deliveries were made to the house or when Margaret had visitors. The first crisis happened the following morning when the cable went out and we had to call a repair man. I was sure that Margaret would let me dress for his arrival or let me stay in my little bedroom while he was there. But no, she required that I open the door for the serviceman and show him to the Media Room. The man’s eyes swept over my body when he stepped in the front door, and I am sure that he was focused on my swinging hips and ass as I lead him to the Media Room. My pale skin reddened realizing that I was on display for a perfect stranger. At least I was grateful that Margaret let me leave him there without me sitting on the couch while he worked. He likely wouldn’t have gotten much work done in that case. And I was particularly grateful that Kate was at school while all of this happened. I actually thanked Margaret for letting me leave him alone in the Media Room.
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