Prologue
Expensive looking mansion in the middle of nowhere…Check.
Complete lack of security system…Check.
Nobody home…Well, no one but the bimbo maid…Check and check.
Easy money, the thief thought as he crept through the darkened bedroom, a bag of procured items hanging heavy at his side. He was done. This was the last room, and now it was time to go. Looking around the surprisingly empty space, he spied a tiny jewelry box sitting alone, and it was too much temptation to pass up. He opened it, taking the only object within out to examine. It was a large, plain, black ring, nothing special or expensive looking. Still he thought, it wouldn’t be here if it was cheap, so he might as well add it to the pile.
"Ah-HAH! I knew someone was sneaking around!! A thief!"
Startled, he nearly dropped the ring, managing to slip it on his finger before turning to see…the maid?
"Would you believe I'm here to fix the pipes?" he asked. She didn’t look very intimidating, or intelligent with those giant boobs. He just had to distract her then make a break for it.
"No, but I see you opened the jewelry box. Do you like the little present I left for you?"
"I don’t know what you’re talking about." Not good. She’s way too confident. And what's with that look?
"Did you already put it on?" She asked, a little smile appearing. "That’s even quicker than she said it would happen. You should check again."
"Wha-," he looked at his hand, but the ring was nowhere to be found. He knew it was there just a second ago. What the hell?
"You know, I should call the police, but my Mistress suggested a different approach, something I think you’ll be open to, if you’re willing to listen. Funny enough, I don’t think that will be a problem at all now. Do you? Answer me, thief."
"I’ll listen." Wait, what. Why would I-
"Oh good. You see, Mistress says we're in need of a house boy to do some of the more menial jobs, so here’s what I propose. You’re going to work for us. For the next 30 days, you’re going to do, pretty much whenever I say. And at the end, you’ll be free to go, no police involvement .That sounds more than fair, doesn’t it, thief? Answer."
"Yes that sounds more than fair," he responded. But he thought '30 days to go though this house-sized piggy bank? I'm going to rob you and your precious mistress blind.'