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 �>�Maid for a Night by jastes22

   Maid for a Night- Taylor loses a bet and has to be a servant maid for a
whole night for her friends.

   Part 1: The Conditions - Lindsay has Taylor explain the conditions of
her lost bet to the boys.

    -�You can -(TM)t be serious.  You -(TM)re actually going to make me go
through this? -�

   Lindsay shrugged.   -�Normally, I would let you go at this point, have a
good laugh, let this be a lesson.  But Taylor, you were the one who made
the bet, and since you lost, I think you should have to see it through.

    -�But there -(TM)s boys here!

   Lindsay grinned.   -�I know, right?  This couldn -(TM)t be more perfect.
-�

   I groaned.  There really was no way out of this.  Better to accept that
fact and get it over with.  In that moment, once I had submitted myself to
the inevitability of my humiliation, I felt a slight twinge of excitement.
Nothing crazy -"I wasn -(TM)t an ehibitionistic -"but the feeling of
butterflies you got in your stomach, right before the roller coaster
plunged downward, and you have the slightest moment of combined excitement
and regret.

    -�Fine, let -(TM)s get this over with, -� I said.  I winced at my
words. I meant for them to come out nonchalantly, like what Lindsay was
about to subject me to wasn -(TM)t going to faze me, but instead they came
out higher-pitched, almost giddish.  Oh no.  The more excited I seemed
-"was I excited?  I wasn -(TM)t sure -"the more power Lindsay had to put me
into an uncomfortable situation.  Cause I knew just as much as she did that
tonight was going to end until she had wrung every last bit from me.

   Lindsay knew she had me cornered.

   Walking behind me to make sure I didn -(TM)t bail, she marched me down
the stairs where the boys were playing a card game.  With each step, my
heart thumped faster and harder until it felt like I would just burst.  As
we enter I shuddered as they glanced at me, already feeling like a mouse
under a microscope.

    -�Hi, boys! -� Lindsay said.  I winced at how loud she was.  Oh, crap.
This was really happening.

    -�Umm --hey, -� Jackson said.   -�What -(TM)s up? -� The other two,
Kyle and Thomas, set down their cards and looked at me.

    -�Taylor here lost a little bet, and we -(TM)re all here to make sure
she makes good on that bet. -� I blushed.

    -�Cool, -� Thomas said.   -�What does she have to do? -�

    -�For the entire night, Taylor is going to be our personal maid. -�

   The boys looked at each other, then to Lindsay, then to me.   -�What
does that mean? -� Jackson asked.

    -�Taylor is going to wait on us hand and foot.  Whatever we want, she
-(TM)ll do.  Like this. -� Lindsay snapped her fingers.   -�Taylor, get me
some water. -�

   The sound of her snapping fingers shocked me like static electricity. 
Suddenly, I had this overwhelming urge to be completely obedient, to
satisfy every last whim of my friends.  I jumped and scurried to the
kitchen.  My fingers trembled as I grabbed a cup from the cupboard and
filled it with water from the sink.  I hurried and handed it to Lindsay.

   I looked over at the boys and blushed.  They each had a sort of glazed
look in their eyes as the reality of the night was beginning to dawn on
them.  I realized -"too late -"that I had made a mistake.  my eager
willingness to obey Lindsay only served to demonstrate just how much
control they would have over me.

    -�Oh, and one other thing, -� Lindsay said.   -�Being a maid is only
one part of the bet.  The other part of the bet is --actually, Taylor, why
don -(TM)t you tell them? -�

   I opened my mouth and closed it, suddenly unable to breathe properly.

    -�Taylor! -� Lindsay snapped her fingers.

   I whimpered.  What was happening to me?  I couldn't say it.  I couldn't
say it!

   Suddenly, the dam burst, and the words came out in a rush. -�I -(TM)m to
be your maid for the night...in only my underwear! -�