Curiosity Killed Kat Ch. 01

If I had known my life was going to change that one day I would have not have taken this job. My name is Katja but everyone just calls me Kat since people always mess up my name. Not too long ago I was living a normal life until a year ago when my parents passed away and I was left alone to take care of my younger brother Eli. I had to cancel my college plans a week before graduating high school to support my brother. Sure, it was tough at first but the cleaning service I work for has been great and has been looking out for me. Madame Florence is a remarkable woman who created her business when she had nothing.

"Oh Katja, that will not do my dear," Madame Florence says as she begins to talk to herself in French, "When you speak to a customer you must always smile. I want my girls to always be friendly. It gives a good impression on my business."

"Yes Madame." I said as I stood up and gave my best smile as she patted me on the back.

"Oh much better my dear, Très bien!" She says as we walk to her office. "Have a seat my dear, I have a job for you and I think you will be very happy about it."

I sit down in the chair as I look outside. It seemed like a lovely day the trees were rustling softly and the birds were singing quite beautifully. Seems like a horrible day to be trapped at work.

"Katja! Please get your beautiful head out of the clouds!" She scolded me as I snapped my head back to her.

"I apologize Madame." I say as my head lowers in shame.

"It is alright. My dear, you have been working here a while and it is about time I assign you to a household. I'm happy to say I have picked out a perfect place to start out. You will be working there tomorrow at nine o'clock in the morning to seven in the evening." She said as she looks at a paper.

"Madame that would only leave me an hour with my brother. I simply cannot leave him alone so long every day." She adjusted her winged glasses as she looked at me sternly.

"It is Monday through Friday. I'm sure you can find time on the weekends." She says as she fixes her white bun in her hair. I nod as I give up trying to reason with her.

"How much is the pay?" I ask her.

"Funny thing about that. He is willing to negotiate that with you which sounds to me like he is willing to pay more for your services." She says as she examines the paper more. "Here is the address and you will be using the usual uniform. You're dismissed for the day. I suggest you use this time wisely to locate the home."

I bid her good bye and make my way out. How could she be so selfish? She knows I work my hardest in this company yet she gives me the most inconvenient time. How was I going to tell Eli he was going to have to find some other way to make his dinners? He would drop dead before he had to touch a stove or an oven. I hugged myself as the breeze when right through me and this skirt was a little short for a Maid's uniform. I walk by a couple of girls giggling and laughing near a bookstore. I looked at the store and realized that the new book by M.K. Hart is supposed to be out. I loved her writing and her stories even though they were quite erotic. No one has even seen her because she has openly said she is agoraphobic. With the amount of money she has I guess it would not matter to her about getting out into the real world.

I overheard some girls gossiping about Miss Hart as if they knew her. I rolled my eyes and continued to pay for the book. Being the only guardian to my brother and having a job really destroyed my sex life considering I'm too exhausted when the weekend comes. So I always pick up these stories so I have a little "me time" without having to go through the whole relationship complex with a guy. I used to date a lot before the accident and I was popular with the guys. I wonder when I'll ever be able to date again considering how tired I was of masturbating every night alone and crying myself to sleep at night.

I walked down the street as I exited the shop as my phone rang. I dropped my book as I fumbled with my purse trying to get my phone out. A man, four or five years older than me picked up my book. He had a cigarette hanging from his mouth as he scanned my book. He was slender but quite fit and very tall. He towered me like a skyscraper as I looked at him surprised. He had cat-like eyes that seemed rather cold yet they were so attractive that matched his dark hair. I felt like I felt pulled in as if a fly does when a Venus flytrap seduces it.

"You actually read this crap literature." He said in a very cold tone. Before I had a chance to say anything, he tossed me the book and continued walking away.

My mouth dropped, as he acted so casual about being so cold and rude. I cannot understand how someone could be so straightforward and blunt like that. Why did I find a person like that so attractive? Maybe I really am sexually deprived from working so hard. All I could think about is him aggressively taking me from behind, which was never my favorite position, but somehow it made me incredibly wet. I made my way to my apartment building almost in a rush and hoping that Eli hung out with friends after school. I checked my phone for messages as I climbed the stairs. I opened the door and called his name out. Nothing. Great.

I made my way to my room as I undid my blonde hair out of my bun as it twirled down into my face. I unbuttoned my shirt half way as I closed my blinds and walked into my bathroom. I stared at my reflected blue eyes for a while as I cleaned the makeup off my face. It was to quiet in here so I turned on my Ipod my parents gave to me for my seventeenth birthday. I made my way into my room as I closed the door and reached under my bed to pull out my toy box.

I decided to go with my seven-inched dildo since penetration was the easiest way for me to orgasm the quickest. I lay on my back as I continued to unbutton my shirt, as my D cups in a white bra were free from my shirt. I began fondling my own breasts through my bra roughly as I imagined that man doing it. I reached for my skirt and aggressively ripped it off myself. I rubbed my clit through my matching white-laced panties as I moaned softly.

I continued to rub myself, grabbed my dildo, and began to rub it against my soaked panties. I finally lost patience and pulled them off as I stuck the large dildo inside of me and shoved it in hard as I gasped. I kept shoving it in and out fast as well as deep. I cried out uncontrollably as I thought about that man pounding into my box and came hard as I squirted. I took a breather and continued but this time I rubbed my clit hard as I push it in harder. I begin to squirm on my bed as I feel a huge wave come over me as I yelp loudly and squirt more intensely and shudder. I take the soaking wet dildo out of me and sit up as I recover from the intense orgasm.

I shake it off as I grab a towel and my dildo and wash it off in the bathroom. I put it back in the box and go shower. The coolness of the water eased my burning delicate fair skin. Suddenly, it all came back to me that I masturbated to thought of that asshole and I felt sick to my stomach. How could I make love to someone like that? I got out and dried my petite body off. I dried my light blonde hair and wrapped myself in the towel. I got dressed and entered the living room as Eli entered the apartment.

"Hey, how was school?" I asked as I smiled.

"Alright, just school." He shrugged as he sat down on the couch.

"Look, I know this sucks but my boss is making me work extended hours so I won't be back till seven. Do you think you could cook yourself something?" I say as I sit next to him. He's fifteen so it is not as if he cannot but he has never been that great at it.

"Why till seven?" He asked me with a concerned expression.

"That's the customer's instructions I'm afraid. I tried talking her out of it but she wouldn't budge." I sigh as I lean back into the couch.

"Just do what you gotta do I'll be fine." He shrugged.

"We'll have time during the weekends though I promise." I have as I pat his shoulder, stand up, and look in the fridge. I forgot to go shopping for food. We have almost nothing.

"Wanna just order Pizza?" I sigh as I lean on the table.

"Mom always said you were forgetful." He chuckles and nods.

Later that night I locate the address on google maps as I eat a slice of pizza. I turn of my computer and make my way to my bedroom. I dread nighttime because I feel the most vulnerable during it. Tears form in my eyes but I bury face in my pillow as I try not to think about how alone I feel but it just keeps consuming my thoughts. I don't care about having a boyfriend or anything. Just someone I can talk to who understands what I am going through.

The alarm rings in my ears and I growl as I slam the snooze button. The sun glares through the bedroom as I try to hide under the covers for a minute. Eli is already at school as I wake up to an empty and quiet apartment. I sigh as I sit up and comb my fingers through my long and messy hair. I stand up and get dressed in my maid uniform. I just hope this man is a respectful type of man and not one that will pull my already short skirt. I leave the house as I scan the directions. It is a lovely morning. Breezy but warm and the flowers are out basking in the sun's warmth.

I saw a few humming birds chasing one another away from a nearby feeder. I always thought they were the cutest birds. If I wanted to be reincarnated it would be a humming bird. They can fly away from any troubles they have and are not caught up in them. I finally reach the location and notice it is an expensive condominium complex. The gardening work seems very well taken care of and all of the condominiums were a brick red color. I found the proper number and checked my watch to make sure I wasn't too early. I was five minutes early, which was fantastic. I rang the doorbell and waited patiently on the porch. I smiled as the door opened and that slowly faded as I saw the same man that was rude to me yesterday. My jaw nearly dropped out of my mouth and he looked crankier than ever.

"Yes?" He said looking rather annoyed. He did not seem to recognize me from yesterday.

"Um, I'm from Madame Florence's Cleaning Service, I was assigned to your house." I said as pleasant as I could with a fake smile. His shirt was half unbuttoned down, showing his toned chest.

"Oh sure, come in." He said as he opened door still leaning on the entrance making it hard for me to get past him. I squeezed passed him as my chest brushed against him. I blushed from embarrassment as he looked at me with his warm brown eyes coldly. I felt the predatory vibe again but I was frozen. He led me to the living room as he lit a cigarette as he offered me one.

"No thank you, Sir." I said. He rolled his eyes at me.

"Please, everyone calls my father Sir. Call me Nikolai." He said as he blew a puff of smoke. I always hated smoke never found that attractive either.

"So you're Russian?" I ask curiously. He eyebrow rises as I ask him.

"Yes, why do you ask?" He says looking at me curiously.

"My mother was Russian. My name is Katja but I usually let people just call me Kat since people always spell it wrong." I laughed but it didn't seem to amuse him much.

"Alright Miss Kat, every room in this condo is yours to clean except my study where I work and most of all the attic is absolutely off limits. If you have any questions, I will be working. I will be expecting lunch around twelve." He said with out hesitation and walked away. I looked at him with my blue eyes bulging. Cook? My job entailed cleaning services only. That man has a nerve to make me his servant.

I got too it and made my way upstairs as picked up his laundry. He had a huge basket load full of them. Lugging it down stairs was truly a hazard but some how I was all right. The bathroom was in the middle of the lower level of the condo. The two hallways around it connected to the living room and the kitchen. The laundry machine was in the rather large bathroom. My arms were sore lugging that heavy load in there. I put it in the wash and made my way back upstairs to clean his bed.

After an hour of cleaning, I was finally almost done with the second floor bathroom. As I finished up, I noticed the attic and wondered why he was so strict about going up there. I know privacy is huge to Madame Florence's rules but it couldn't hurt to peek if I'm quiet and I keep it to myself. I quietly made my way up too the third floor and opened the door slowly to find myself in a sex dungeon. Every type of sex device was here and a stripper pole to add. I had chills up my spine. This guy is a complete pervert.

There were cameras in here as well but they were off. I was so shocked. I saw shelves of toys in some kind of order. The main attraction had to be the sybian machine in front of me. I always wanted to try one but they were always so expensive. I turned around as I shut the door softly and snuck down stairs. Nikolai's study still closed so I assume he never realized I was up there.

I made my way down stairs to look in his fridge. I wasn't sure what he liked so I ran back upstairs. I stood at his door hesitating now that I know his secret room. I can't let him now that I know or I could be fired. I stand straight up and compose myself. He opens the door, as I was about to knock and startles me as I gasp. He looks at me oddly as he steps out of his study.

"Yes?" he says in a more pleasant tone, which creeps me out.

"I'm sorry Nikolai but I do not know what exactly you wanted to eat." I said trying to act as if nothing is wrong. He smiles at me and laughs. Does this guy have a split personality?

"Did you check the note on the fridge?" He said as he made his way to the bathroom.

I made my way downstairs as there was a credit card. He waned to me to order sushi and there was the phone number on the note. I sighed in relief knowing I didn't have to cook for him. The not also said to me to help myself. I ordered him something but I dared not to order myself anything. Not long after I got the food and brought it to the dining room I set the sushi down and went upstairs. I knocked on his study and waited for him to open the door. He opened the bedroom door and I turned to look at him.

"I'm afraid I have to go. Could you put the food in the fridge? I should be a little while." He says as he makes his way down stairs. I open the closet and give him his coat. He smiles and thanks me as he leaves.

After I put away the food, I realize that this is a perfect time to check that room out. As long as he doesn't find out, I should be fine. I run upstairs fast and open the attic door. I look at the sybian and instantly I turn wet as I walk over to it. I wonder what it feels like to orgasm on that machine. I needed to know. The dildo that was already attached was a little small for me but I didn't want to risk putting something out of place. I took my panties off from under my skirt but kept my skirt on.

I got on it as the dildo slide inside of me with ease due to me being wet already. I as I turned it on I stupidly had it on high as it made me jump. I turned it on low and slowly the vibrations were already turning me on. I began moaning loudly as the vibrations were attacking my clit and the dildo swirling in me. I yelled out as I already came hard but I wanted more so I turned it up higher. I felt like I lost all control of myself as I undid my shirt and fondled my breasts. I hadn't felt pleasure like this ever and it was like an addiction. I never wanted to get off it until a figure smoking a cigarette was starting at me with a smirk. My eyes were wide as saucers and I was frozen again.

The vibrations were still enough to make me come hard despite Nikolai standing there. I squirted all over the machine and I turned red from pure embarrassment. How long was he standing there watching me come? He walked over too me as I notice myself. My bun was completely undone, breasts hanging out of my top and the machine covered in my juices. He started applauding me as he walked closer and turned the sybian off.

"Bravo. I haven't seen a girl come on this bad by as hard as you did." He said into my ear. The smoke made me cough as he blew a puff of smoke in my face. "You must be very sensitive..." He touched my breast softly with his finger and it was enough to make me shudder from the orgasm I just had.

"Please, don't." I say as I shut my eyes and lower my head in shame.

"Don't what? Touch you or tell your superior that you snuck into my room I ordered you to stay out of and did sexual acts?" He said in my ear venomously. I felt a tear coming, he was right. I had no right to do what I did.

"Please, I won't say anything I need the money." I said weakly as I couldn't look at him. He lifted my chin as I kept my eyes closed.

"Look at me." He said sternly. I did. "You will pay with your body."

"I'm not a prostitute!" I say as I smack his hand away from me.

"No, but I'm sure you don't want this all over the Internet do you?" He said, pointing at a wall camera I never noticed. I looked at him with disgust and looked down.

"What do you want?" I say angrily. He walks over to me and grabs me by the hair.

"Whatever I want." He growls at me and throws me down on a couch as I stumble to get back up.

He pushes me down as I protest and yell out. He laughs and rips my skirt off me as his hands rub my ass. I turn around and slap Nikolai in the face. It shocked him for a second but then his eyes became fierce and angry as he grabbed both my hands and put them over my head. I begged him to stop but he wouldn't move. In fact, I think it turned him on more when I begged. He kissed my lips hard and rough and looked in my eyes. I became powerless and helpless but somehow I was enjoying this. His other hand went to my pussy and I squirmed but no use came to fighting because he already slide his long fingers inside of my still sopping wet box. I yelped as her fingered me hard without hesitation. I was so sensitive from the sybian I couldn't control my body.

He fingers harder as I moaned and then somehow I stopped struggling and found myself letting him finger me. Its as if he put me on some sore of spell or something. My moaning became louder with each time he fingered me until I came hard and squirted again on him. He smiled as he grabbed me and pushed me onto my clothes.

"Go home." He smiled as he lit another cigarette.