Lewd Maid Seojin's Miserable Trump Game Defeat
After losing the Trump one-card game that decided lewd maid Seojin's fate for the entire day—like a total dog.
I became Seo Ye-eun's daily slave according to the rules she'd set, donning an outfit perfectly suited to the role.
"Oh my~. Our Seojin looks so pretty!"
"What the hell. The outfit suits her way too well. Prettier than any maid from a maid cafe."
"Hngh.... D-don't look...."
That perfect look? A maid outfit, of course.
After changing into the maid uniform Seo Ye-eun had prepared in the room ahead of time, I stepped out into the living room and stood before the two of them.
White frills piled high on the shoulders and chest, a cinched apron squeezing my waist tight, and a black skirt so ridiculously short it left my thighs completely bare.
Having transformed into a perfect little maid, I flushed crimson and clutched the hem of my skirt with both hands.
"Why so shy~. It suits you perfectly."
"Hnguut...."
"Or does our Seojin secretly want to strip naked and become a filthy sex slave?"
"Eek...! N-no, not that...!!"
She always knew exactly how to shut me up.
Once I'd fallen into slave status by the rules, today's owner—Seo Ye-eun—offered me two choices.
Have my human rights stripped away and become a sex slave, or slip into this cute maid outfit and play maid.
With the answer predetermined, I naturally picked maid.
I mean, I couldn't drop straight into total dehumanization as a sex slave on day one.
At least this way, she'd let me use a safe word.
"I like the other option too, but honestly, the maid outfit looks amazing on you~. So, maid it is today. Got it?"
"Y-yes... Got it."
"Oh dear, is that how a maid speaks to her mistress?"
"Understood, M-Mistress...."
"Good girl~. Now then, our little maid—lift your skirt just a bit?"
"Uh... Y-yes...."
At Seo Ye-eun's silky command, I obeyed without a hint of resistance, meekly lifting my skirt.
Revealing the shameful secret hidden beneath.
My panties, soaked through with arousal and stained dark, plus a thin black wire trailing from inside all the way out.
One end tied securely to my left thigh with a belt—attached to the remote—and the other buried deep in my pussy, connected to the egg rotor.
Kang Hye-won's brilliant idea, naturally.
"A lewd maid on the verge of sex slavery needs to stay in constant heat, right?"
For that utterly bullshit reason, I was stuck with the rotor crammed inside me all day.
"Mmm~. Perfect. What a stellar look."
"Right? I wasn't kidding when I said you had to wear it."
"Hnnnght...!"
"Come here, our maid~."
Seo Ye-eun beckoned with a smile, and I shuffled slowly toward the sofa where the two sat.
No order to drop the skirt yet, so I stood before her still holding it up.
She reached out with a grin, gently stroking over my drenched panties.
"Haaah...?!"
"What am I gonna do with you, soaking your panties with pussy juice already?"
"Hngh.... S-sorry, Mistress."
"Remember the rules our maid has to follow today?"
I nodded at Seo Ye-eun—no, Mistress—as her fingers grazed my clit through the fabric, sending a jolt through me.
Even as I flinched, I slowly recited the rules she'd laid out while I changed from normal-friend Seojin into maid Seojin.
"First.... I absolutely obey Mistress's commands."
"Good. And?"
"Second.... I don't touch the toys and clothes Mistress put on me... without permission."
"That's my girl. Such a good answer."
"And finally... I don't cum without Mistress's permission...!"
"You remember well, our maid~. Follow those rules, and I'll remember your safe word too, okay?"
"Y-yes...."
"We'll keep it as 'friend' like before~."
Friend—straightforward, easy to remember, simple to say.
No risk of accidentally blurting it out mid-scene, either.
Not like I'd have any reason to say "friend" as Mistress's maid anyway.
"Now, shall we give our lewd maid Seojin a little stimulation?"
"Uh...?"
Seo Ye-eun smiled in satisfaction and twisted the dial on the remote belted to my thigh.
The rotor slumbering inside me stirred to life, making its presence known.
- Bzzz, bzzzzz....
"Heek?!"
"Feels good, right? Gotta have some kick to it."
"Uh.... M-Mistress... haak♥"
"Our Seojin won't cum from this much, will she?"
All I could do was nod at Mistress, who watched me with a light chuckle.
She was right—this level wouldn't push me over.
Not too weak, but not intense enough to shatter me instantly. Right in that torturous middle ground.
The teasing buzz tickled my folds, slithering deep inside all sticky and vague.
I wanted to cum so bad. It was driving me insane.
But this vibration? No way it'd get me there.
"Alright, now that our slave knows the rules, time for lunch."
"Hngh, Mistress.... The v-vibration...♥"
"Hye-won, you said you ordered delivery earlier?"
"Yeah. Should be here any minute."
"Perfect. I'll pay with my card then...."
Ignoring my pleas entirely, Mistress carried on with casual chit-chat.
Mid-conversation about delivery food with Kang Hye-won, her gaze flicked to me.
"Our maid can fetch it and set the table, right?"
"Hnght...?!"
- Ding-dong
"Hiiiik...!"
"Oh, right on time. Go get it."
"W-wait just a sec...."
"Are you disobeying your Mistress right now?"
"Eek...! N-no! I'll get it right now!"
I jolted in panic and hurried to the front door.
Answering the delivery guy in this maid outfit? With a wildly buzzing rotor under a skirt this short?
What if he thinks it's weird? What if he figures out about the rotor...!
Humiliation burned through me—legs shaking, face on fire—but defying an order wasn't an option.
Break one rule as a maid, and I'd lose the title, dropping to subhuman sex slave.
"Delivery!"
"Hnght...! Y-yes.... Coming right up...."
His voice from outside made me flinch; I fumbled for the doorknob.
Can't I just pretend I'm not home? Leave it and go?
But I knew better. Seo Ye-eun had handed me her card to pay, so it was probably set for in-person.
No choice—door had to open.
Facing that cold reality, I trembled as I slowly cracked it open.
"D-delivery, right...?"
"Yes, if you could pay here...."
His voice cut off the instant the door swung wide, payment terminal in hand.
Yeah, who'd not be stunned?
A girl in a frilly daytime maid costume, face beet-red, legs twisted together in desperation.
I swear I felt his eyes flick from my bare thighs under the skirt to my heaving chest.
"P-payment... card, please...."
"Uh, sure...."
- Ziiing, bzzz!
"Ahht...?!"
"You okay?"
"Y-yeah.... Fine."
Ugh... why now of all times...!
Tension clenched my core, amplifying the rotor's buzz.
I swallowed a moan, handing over Seo Ye-eun's card with shaking hands.
He masked his shock and swiped it quick.
No words, but his face said he knew something.
Busted as a lewd maid hiding a rotor under cosplay.
Ultimate shame crashed over me, body quivering.
But amid it, a twisted thrill bloomed—taboo arousal.
Everything exposed. Now someone else knew I was Mistress's lewd maid.
No escape now...♡
My lower belly burned; panties grew slicker.
"Th-thank you. Goodbye...."
"Uh, yeah...."
I finished payment in a frenzy, snatched the heavy bag, slammed the door, and slumped against the wall.
"Haa... haaah...!"
Heart pounding, rotor whirring loud in the entryway.
Insane. What if he heard that outside...?
Legs buckled, but thoughts of Mistress waiting pulled me up.
Linger too long, and punishment—or worse, slave demotion.
Straightening with resolve, I shuffled back to the living room.
The two lounged on the sofa, TV on, greeting me casually.
"Aw, our maid worked hard fetching food."
"Damn, you actually did it like that. Lewd maid Seojin is next-level."
"Hnguuu...."
"Smells good~. Hurry and set it up so we can eat."
"Y-yes.... Right away."
Trembling legs carried me to the table; I unpacked and plated amid the rotor's relentless teasing.
My back arched with every zap, but I gritted my teeth and finished.
"Mistress, meal... ready."
"Thanks~."
"Whoa, maid's got skills. Let's eat."
Seo Ye-eun and Kang Hye-won rose and took seats across from each other.
I naturally pulled out the empty chair beside Seo Ye-eun.
Pussy itching like mad, but food first.
Just as my ass met the seat—
"What? Why's the maid sitting with her owner?"
"Hik?!"
"Since when do slaves dine with masters?"
Wait, that's banned too...?
Technically, Kang Hye-won wasn't my owner, so I glanced at Mistress for approval.
But she shook her head at me.
"Hye-won's right. Maids don't eat with owners~."
"B-but... I'm hungry too...."
"Finish my plate, and you can sit. Wait nicely till then."
Mistress's firm line made me pout, swallowing my injustice.
Fine, whatever. Food can wait.
Bonus: slip to the bathroom for a sneaky wank while waiting.
That thing earlier has me so itchy.... Gotta rub one out quick...♥
"Got it.... Then, while you eat, I'll just hit the bathroom real quick...."
I turned to bolt—
- Grab.
"Hyaaah?!"
"Where you going, maid?"
Seo Ye-eun snatched my skirt hem like a vice.
Her eyes shed the playfulness, gleaming cold as she handled a real slave.
"No leaving without Mistress's permission~."
"B-but you won't let me eat.... And I got nothing to do here...."
"Nothing to do? A maid serves her owner during meals."
"S-serve how...?"
Seo Ye-eun nodded toward the empty space under the table with her chin.
No way. Not that, right?
I pleaded with my eyes, but her words crushed all hope.
"Licking your Mistress's secret spot with your tongue to please her? Basic maid duty."
"Heek...?!"
"Ready to serve, maid?"
Mistress smiled, spreading her legs wide from her chair.