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It is nothing more than a maid	By : christinaboone Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 7833 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-It is nothing more than a maid
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(This is just a silly little drabble, nothing more nothing less)

“It is the maid, it must clean the house. It is the maid, cleaning turns it on though is cannot cum anymore.
It is the maid, when the house is clean it is happy. It is the maid, when the laundry is done it is happy. It is the maid, when it pleases its Mistresses it is happy.
It is the maid, it is only the maid. It is nothing more than a maid”
There I go again, my thoughts always return to these affirmations. Master Giles was right to correct my, for when I was the wicked witch known as Willow I couldn’t be controlled and I was a murderer. I tried to murder every single person on the planet, when he took me to England he fixed me, by removing the evils within Willow. Through rigorous and painful re-education these last months he had helped create this new version of me, breaking Willow until only maid remained.
For I no longer have a name, I am not allowed one. Mistress Buffy tells me I do not deserve one, which is why I am now called ‘maid’, only referred to in the lower case as only people deserve capital letters and I am just a humble slut servant. I gladly respond with a sharp step and a respectful curtsy when she or Mistress Dawn presses their buzzers sending a jolt through my skin calling me to obey their whims. The buzzers they carry with them always are connected to the leather lined steel collar permanently bound round my neck showing me as what I really am, nothing more than property. To be used and traded in whatever ways my owners desire. And I am happy to obey them without question.
It seemed like so long ago when my magic took me over, the spells I used and…..
“It is the maid; it likes to clean the house. It is the maid; it likes to do the laundry.
It is the maid, it is happy to wear its corset. It is the maid, it is happy to wear its ballet boots. It is the maid, it is happy to wear its latex uniform. It is the maid, it is happy when it when it serves.
It is the maid, obeying its Mistresses makes it happy.
It is the maid, it is only the maid. It is nothing more than a maid”
Yes, Master Giles fixed me with a memory spell taking away all my ideas of magic. Whenever I even think of magic it triggers these affirmations in my head which I repeat over and over and am so happy to obey them, for this is my life and I am grateful to be their maid.
As I make Mistress Buffy her breakfast in bed I totter around the kitchen, the short chain between my cuffed ankles restricts my movements to tiny steps as I pour out her coffee. I hope she will be pleased with me, I know she has lent me to Mistress Anya and Master Xander for the rest of the day, they have many paddles, clamps and canes they are aching to try out on my worthless body. And I will be happy to serve them in whatever way they wish……again.
My pathetic pussy still aches from yesterday when my owners let three Masters from college penetrate me simultaneously, followed by another three, until the whole fraternity had plunged my holes for ten bucks a pop. And I thanked my Mistresses for letting me serve them so. Now the bills can be paid and Mistress Buffy no longer has to work. I am happy to serve and please my Mistress.
I am only allowed to speak when spoken to, and no longer to refer to myself in a personal pronoun. For example, I cannot say ‘I understand Mistress Dawn’ or ‘I live to serve you Mistress Buffy’, now I say ‘it understands you Mistress Dawn’ and ‘maid lives to serve you Mistress Buffy’.
I know that when Mistress Dawn wakes she will make me lick her butthole clean, and I will thank her for the privilege. My worthless tongue will slide between her cheeks and massage her insides until I taste every foul thing she has eaten, and I am happy to be her bitch. She honors me by allowing me the privilege of cleaning her twice a day like this.
For they own me inside and out. Their names tattooed across my ass and breasts show everyone who I belong to. And I am happy to please them.
Master Giles told me that after my killing spree I should try and make amends, I happily agreed and, after he talked with my old friends, they told him to make me a servile pet. To obey and serve without question, always for they hated who Willow had become, but they felt uneasy at punishing Willow so now I am maid they can use me without care.
I pour the coffee into the fine china cup and make sure my make-up is as thick and slutty as Mistress demands it, neon red glossy lips ready to serve without hesitation.
But when I wake Mistress Buffy I will also wake her other pet, a magnificent Alsatian called Frankie. He sleeps in her room whilst I sleep chained in my cage in the kitchen where I belong, the thick rubber plugs in my holes are kept in at night so they are stretched wide always, that way I feel empty unless I am penetrated by wide bore tools or cocks. I have to go to the bathroom in the backyard whereas Frankie has been trained to use a bowl in the kitchen. And I am allowed to drink his pee, for I am too lowly to be worthy of drinking the pee of my Mistresses. When I lick up every last drop of the only liquid I am allowed to drink, I shall masturbate the dog in thanks and be allowed to lick up his cum from the floor.
For Frankie wears a collar that matches mine, for he is not only above me in the hierarchy of the house, but Mistress Dawn has told me he is now my boyfriend.
I have the honor of crawling on all fours around town when Mistress Dawn takes us both for a walk; I have the honor of getting on all fours while Frankie mounts me from behind while my Mistresses and their friends watch me bark and whimper in pleasure.
“It is the maid, when the house is clean it is happy. It is the maid, when the laundry is done it is happy.
It is the maid, when it pleases its Mistresses it is happy. It is the maid, when it pleasures its boyfriend it is happy.
It is the maid, it is only the maid. It is nothing more than a maid. Always”
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