By
Inanimate77
With a growing sense of
dread, Amy realized that the wedding was fast approaching. It seemed like every
time Amy began to feel a bit more comfortable in her role as a housemaid
something new was thrown at her.
Unbeknownst to the young
maid, Susan had been intentionally plotting to keep her off balance. It was all
part of her plan to slowly break down the college student who despite having
such a promising future was rapidly losing control.
From a young age Susan
had always liked the finer things in life. As a child she used to sneak sips of
her parents' fine wine when they were not looking. Throughout her childhood,
she was always searching for the next big thing. Whether it was equestrian
lessons or one on one figure skating lessons from a former Olympian, Susan
strived to be the best. She craved being elite and took delight in one upping
her friends. All of them came from good homes as well, so it was a continual
arms race.
Amy, however, represented
a potential crowning achievement. Sure many of her friends had domestics
serving in their home, although most were just poor immigrants from some
backward country. Still a few had managed to hire genuine Americans to serve at
their beck and call. Up until now they had been the envy of the group, but all
of that was going to change. When Susan presented her Ivy League educated
housemaid to her friends they would literally die from jealousy. She just
needed a little more time to finish breaking the girl before the big reveal.
As the Labor Day weekend wedding approached, Susan had intentionally taken her foot off the pedal. She needed Amy to let her guard down so that this latest experience would have the maximum psychological impact. With college set to resume the following Tuesday, her maid would be completely frazzled and out of sorts. While she didn’t want her to flunk out, Susan wanted to crush what little confidence remained in the coed.