Securing a New Female!
"Ohh… honestly, I never thought she'd actually come."
The next day, as I was grinding through the usual paperwork, a soft knock knock- sounded at my door.
In stepped the new maid—the one Yume had recommended.
"…"
It was Nelly, cheeks flushed a deep red, head tilted shyly downward, dressed in something decidedly suggestive.
"Honestly, though, you'd agree, right? Huge pay for barely any work—who wouldn't call that a scam?"
"Well, it was a job my friend recommended, so…"
She beamed as she said it, perfectly at ease—leaving little doubt that she genuinely had no idea what kind of work she was walking into. There she stood, planted right in front of me in the classic bikini maid getup, her lower half hidden behind nothing but an apron. Her gaze wasn't nervous so much as oddly expectant, and yet somewhere underneath it, she seemed to be eyeing me with more than a little suspicion.
"Still, this doesn't really feel like a scam. My friend did recommend it, and besides, you're… that person, aren't you? The chairman of Marbas Corp—the company that might as well govern all of City A."
"…"
For the record, the only reason my name is on that company is that it sounded cool.
Hmm… and honestly, isn't naming a company after yourself pretty common? Whatever, forget it.
"Good—sounds like you've made up your mind. Shall we get straight to business, then?"
"By business, you mean…"
"First off, here. The contract."
With that, I slid the paper across to her.
She quietly skimmed the contract placed before her, then tilted her head with a puzzled frown.
"The monthly salary is… it's this much?"
"Well, you'll be serving at my side as a personal maid. Nothing shady about it—you'll be working alongside your friend."
"Since when has Yume been working here?"
"Not long, actually. She caught my eye, so I took her in. She's grown on me—good girl, that one."
When I said it with a light, easy chuckle, her suspicion quietly melted away before my eyes. It was honestly a sight to behold.
Wasn't she trusting me a little too easily?
"If Yume's the one recommending it… then at least it can't be some shady place. Hehe~ Well then, I'm in your care, Master~"
In that same easygoing tone, she signed the contract with brisk little strokes.
For the record, I hadn't bothered weaving any spells into it. I'm no idiot—any curse on that paper would've been sniffed out by an exorcist in a heartbeat.
Of course, break the contract, and she'd be owing me a very steep sum of money.
Her duties were simple: stay at my place, keep my home clean, and have dinner ready. That was it. Working alongside her friend, the job itself would hardly be difficult.
"Haaam~ and that's me done for the day~"
Besides, after putting in my own day's work, coming home to a freshly cleaned house simply felt good. Living alone does get a little lonely, I suppose—nothing to be done about that.
Of course, I had zero intention of just leaving her to sweep floors forever. The moment word got out that I'm a demon, the exorcists would come running anyway—so I might as well devour every last one of them first.
Which is exactly why they should've just sat on their hands and watched. At the very least, nothing would ever have happened in City A.
I got into my car and tossed a light farewell to my secretary. At her cheerful "Thank you for your hard work again today, Chairman!", I gave her a small, knowing smile—and she tucked back down into her seat with the faintest blush.
Hmm… well, I've already gone and crossed that line anyway. Maybe I'd help myself to her someday, too.
Wouldn't hurt, right? Honestly, her figure was every bit as lovely as the exorcists'.
I let my gaze travel slowly down her body, flashed one last smile, and strolled off toward the skyscraper without a care in the world. My home sat on the building's very top floor, looking out over the entire city.
Hard to believe I actually lived in a place like this—but when property prices are nothing to you, I suppose it hardly matters.
Humming a little tune, I rode the elevator up to my floor.
Beep-beep-beep-beep-
I punched in the passcode and stepped inside, where two maids were waiting to greet me.
"Welcome home, Master!"
"W-welcome home, Master…"
The contrast between Nelly—cheeks pink, fidgeting, plainly unsure where to look—and Yume beaming beside her with the sunniest smile imaginable was oddly unsettling.
I nodded briskly and headed further inside, and Yume immediately scampered over to throw herself into my arms.
"Kyaa~ I missed you, Master! I spent the whole day waiting for you, and look—I got the house all cleaned and dinner all ready!"
"That's my girl. Well done."
As I gently stroked her hair, her face went so red that anyone watching would have sworn we were lovers.
"Y-Yume…? What are you doing?"
"Hm? Ah… call it a maid's simple act of service. Service has to be thorough, after all."
"O-oh… j-just service. Right…"
She seemed to have vaguely caught on that this was no ordinary "service." But having stepped into my domain, Nelly, too, would stain slowly—inevitably—over time.
This was a demon's territory, after all. The reason Yume had fallen under my spell in the first place was nothing more than the audacity of walking into it.
Not that I had any reason to explain that to her. And besides, by now… I was half convinced this girl had simply been a pervert from the very start.
"You even had dinner ready? Impressive, for a maid on her first day."
"Oh, it was nothing!"
She giggled—fufu~—and looped her arm through mine, and the heavy weight of her breasts pressed snugly against me.
The soft hah- hah- of her breath ghosting over my chest was quite something in its own right.
"W-well then… I should be getting home-"
"Getting home? What are you talking about! It's not quitting time yet—and besides, there are things a maid simply has to do."
"Huh? Things a maid simply has to do?"
"That's right! Look forward to it, Nelly~"
Yume said it in a voice that was somehow meltingly sweet, eyes sparkling, aimed straight at Nelly.
"U-um… okay…"
The way she blushed so shyly—I suspect it was because some part of her had already guessed exactly what was coming.
After dinner, I sank onto the sofa with a long exhale, listening to the clatter clatter of dishes being washed.
Eyes half-lidded, gazing up at the ceiling with a phew-, I watched the two of them finish up and come padding over to me.
"Now then, Master~ you've had your dinner, so… time to receive your maid's service, don't you think?"
She smiled lazily, giving me a soft, knowing look from beneath her lashes.
Gulp. I swallowed without meaning to. Service. I knew exactly where this was going.
"And Nelly—you're a new maid now, so serving the Master together is only natural. You'll want hands-on practice at least once, after all."
"P-practice…? What on earth do you mean?"
"Don't be so nervous! Let's start right now!"
And with that, Yume dragged Nelly forward.
Before my very eyes, the two of them began peeling their clothes off, piece by piece.
"Wh…? Whaa? Y-Yume?"
"Come on, Nelly—strip down and serve the Master with me!"
"W-wait just a second- nnh-"
In the blink of an eye, the pair stood in nothing but their skin. And naturally, matching the mood, I stripped down to nothing as well.
"Eh…? Eeeh?"
Startled would be an understatement. As I watched her panic there, not a thread on her body, her bare pussy on full display, Yume sidled up and pressed herself against me.
"Oh, right—come to think of it, you don't know yet, do you, Nelly? Serving the Master with your whole body, with everything you've got—that's simply part of a maid's job."
"Uh…?"
"But Nelly is, um… how do I put it—still a little too much for Master's magnificent, healthy cock to be safe with… So! I'll wear Master out first, so you just wait outside for now, okay?"
"N-no, hold on-"
"See you when the service is done!"
With a soft fufu~, she rested her head against my shoulder and strolled into the bedroom as if this were all the most natural thing in the world.
Nelly was left standing blankly outside—and there was nothing she could do but listen from beyond that door.
"Hiiiit- aaah- noooo- Mashterrr- ohhoooooh-♥♥♥♥♥"
Clap- clap- smack- smack-
At the fevered moans spilling out of the bedroom, I—standing there in nothing but my own bare skin—could do nothing but listen in silence.
"Yume… what on earth are you doing in there…"
A sticky, cloying haze hung in the air, and no matter how I looked at it, it felt exactly like a demon's aura.
Don't tell me… she really was bewitched by a demon—and she really did throw Ken away in the end?
Ugh… what on earth have I gotten myself into.
Ohhoooooh- Mashterrr- nnghiiiiit-♥
At some point, the only sounds left in that room were clap- clap- smack- smack-
I swallowed hard, doing my best to smother the strange, restless pounding in my chest.
No matter how you looked at it, offering your body to a demon like that should have been horrifying. So why was I… looking forward to something?
Ba-dump- ba-dump- Heart hammering, I crept toward the bedroom door and gently- eased it open.
And the sight that met my eyes was, well…
"Nyooooh- my pusshy's breakiiing- hih- hih- nnghiiiiiit-♥♥♥♥♥"
"Ah."
Yume, writhing as she mixed her body with a demon like she'd lost her mind—and the demon, fucking her to his heart's content.
And in that instant, through the crack in the door, my eyes met his.
I watched the demon's lips move, ever so slightly.
[You're next.]
…is what they mouthed.
"A-aaah…"
Before I knew it, my legs gave out and I crumpled to the floor right where I stood, a hot, shaky breath spilling from my lips.
Trembling, thighs twisting against each other, burning up with a strange, unbearable anticipation.
Hiiiit- nnghooooh- ohh- ohhhhh-
Clap- clap- smack- smack-
And to the sounds pouring out of that room, as if in a trance, my hand slipped down between my legs all on its own.
Squelch- with that sweet, wet sound, my pussy slowly spread apart.
"Aah, hahh… right here, with the demon's thing, bam bam…♥"
And for whatever reason… I found myself thinking it didn't feel bad at all.