Salos vs the Manor of Amore (Take 2)

(Talk -Haha, No-)
(A Good Dusting -roll 96- Crit Success!)

"Like hell, I am!" the dominatrix snarled.

The maid let out a scared squeak and rushed at Salos. She pulled out her feather duster and vigorously began tickling every inch of his body. Her enthusiasm fueled by the fear of drawing her mistress' ire.



Salos: 4 Willpower + Stunned
French Maid: 2 Stamina
Bunda: 17 Stamina

Salos couldn’t help but break into giggles as the Maid tickled him with her feather duster. He sounded like a giggling girl after a few minutes of her dusting.

(Awaiting Orders -roll 66- Success!)

Lost in his giggle fit, Salos couldn't defend himself as the maid pulled him into a kiss and asked. "How would you like me to bully you this time, Master?"


Salos: 2 Willpower
French Maid: 2 Stamina
Bunda: 17 Stamina

“Can you femme me up again?” He found the words left his lips before he could stop himself.

(Following Orders -roll 64, 96- Crit Success!)

"Of course, Master." The maid said with a smile as she stripped both him and herself and then forced him into her tight uniform. The dominatrix then handed her a makeup kit that she used to doll up Salos' face.



(Salos has been defeated!)

Salos was on his knees, his face made up, looking like a maid ready to serve her mistress.

The dominatrix walked over to Salos and examined the work her servant had done. She then harshly smacked him across the face with her riding crop.

"That was for not knowing your place, Sissy." the silver haired woman explained as she grabbed his head and forced him to look her in the eyes. "Now start licking my shoes and beg for forgiveness."

"I'm sorry Mistress. I'm sorry Mistress." He kept repeating as he cleaned her shoe with his tongue.

"Like you mean it." the dominatrix ordered as she pressed her riding crop against the back of his head threateningly.

Salos begged more as he licked more intently, making sure to get ever inch of her boots.

"Good Boy." the dominatrix replied with a cruel smile on her face. "Now, this place is a mess. Get cleaning."

Salos starts to clean the room, like a good maid, under the watch of the two women.

"Hold." His new mistress stopped him. She picked a dildo up off the floor. She then shoved it up Salos ass and pressed a button on it, causing it to start vibrating. "You can continue now, Sissy."

Salos continues to clean, occasionally making a girlish moan, as he feels the toy vibrate  in his ass.

"You missed a spot." The maid teased as she watched the man do her job.

"Alright, Sissy. I'm going to get something to eat. This place better be clean by the time I get back." the silver haired dominatrix ordered before she left with the actual maid in tow.

Salos was now alone.

Salos was unsure what to do. He kept cleaning until the place was clean, before he decided to sneak out.

Salos made his way out of the basement. He found himself back in the entrance hall, having entered it via the concealed door.

He heads towards the west hall, being careful to try and avoid any maids.

(Encounter -roll 24- Success!)

Unfortunately, Salos ran into another maid almost immediately. This one had green eyes and orange hair.

"Um, you okay?" she asked in concern as she approached. "Are you new here? I don't think I've seen you before. Oh, I'm Jenna." She introduced herself.

It seems that with Salos' make-up and current outfit, she thought he was another maid who worked here.

“I’m a Shanna.” Salos said with the most feminine voice he could muster, along with a curtsey. He was afraid what would happen if she recognized that he was a boy.

"So, hey. Are you doing okay? You look a little lost." Jenna asked her ''fellow maid''.

“Yeah. I’m a little lost. I don’t know where I should go.” Salos said as innocently as “she” could.

"Well, what was the last order you did?" Jenna asked as she tried to figure out how to help her ''fellow maid''.

“I cleaned Mistress Bunda’s room.” He says with a blush.

Jenna blinked before she looked behind ''Shanna'' and saw the vibrator still shoved up ''her'' butt. Her eyes became filled with pity as she placed a consoling hand on her new friend's shoulder.