The Naive Housewife

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The Naive Housewife

by

Inanimate77

It was a rather dull Tuesday afternoon as Kate, a bored housewife, began window shopping at her favorite department store. Last night she had gotten into a fight with her husband, Carl. Kate really wanted to purchase a housemaid to help out around the home, but her husband had refused. He expected that Kate should maintain the home.

With her thirties fast approaching, Kate was a bit depressed. She had given up her job as a consultant after getting married so that she and Carl could start a family, but unfortunately that was not going to plan. Now she found herself alone at home wasting her elite education from Cornell in Economics.

Browsing the store windows provided Kate with a hint of joy. She had always hoped for a housemaid, but it seemed so far out of her reach. When she got pregnant, Carl had offered to buy her one. However, this fact only made her inability to conceive more frustrating.

Sarah spotted the young housewife and saw a potential sale. Dressed in her expensive leggings and shirt, she looked like the sort of woman who had too much money. Sarah was more than happy to help her part with some of those funds. It was a slow day and the successful saleswoman was eager to get things moving as she confidently walked over to the potential customer.

"Do you see anything that you like?" Sarah asked as she smiled.

Kate almost jumped, taken aback by the sudden question. She had been lost in her thoughts and almost completely forgotten where she was. She nervously played with her hair and avoided eye contact as she replied, "I don't know... maybe."

Sarah patted Kate's arm reassuringly, sensing her discomfort. "We have a great selection of housemaids that are sure to make your home sparkle," she suggested warmly, leading Kate towards the various housemaids on display in the store.

Kate felt a bit overwhelmed by all the choices, but also strangely excited by the prospect of having a housemaid at her disposal. She couldn't imagine making such a big purchase without consulting Carl first, but it still felt nice to be noticed and treated like an important customer for once. Her gaze lingered on each one for just a moment before moving onto the next, occasionally asking Sarah questions about particular models.

As the two women walked through the housemaid section, Sarah sported a large smile. This was going well. Although she remained focused, a part of her was already mentally counting the commission she would receive from making the sale. After spending twenty minutes with Kate and making the rounds throughout the whole section Sarah asked, "So have you made a decision?"

The response she received was unexpected. "Ummm... actually I'm not sure. I will need to consult my husband."

That made Sarah's blood boil. Had she wasted her time on this woman. Still all might not be lost. If Kate were serious about buying, Sarah could convince her to put a deposit down to prevent a slave from being bought. That was a good gauge to determine the seriousness of a buyer. "Well our slaves do move quickly. Would you like to put a deposit down to hold your favorite model?"

"Oh I liked so many, I am sure one of them will still be available when we come back." While Kate had enjoyed herself, she really had no intention of buying. She also felt a bit guilty about wasting the saleswoman's time.

Sarah's bullshit meter immediately went off and she realized that she had wasted nearly half an hour with this woman. It took everything in her power to hide the fact that she was pissed. Kate was going to pay for this and Sarah had just the idea. She was going to pitch the housewife on the full slave immersion experience.

"Most customers don't realize that our store offers an incredibly unique and rare opportunity," Sarah began in a low, persuasive tone. "An experience so powerful it will forever change how you view the world. We call it the 'Slave Immersion Experience'. For a select few, we offer the chance to put themselves in the shoes of a slave--to feel what it's like to be treated as property, without actually becoming one."

Sarah saw Kate's eyes widen with curiosity and she knew that she had her hooked. "We only offer this service to a handful of customers each year, but those who do choose to participate receive an amazing 20% discount on their purchase of a slave," she continued, stressing the rarity of this opportunity.

"You would get first hand experience at what it feels like from being a slave at our store. We would dress you in one of the uniforms and put you up on display. Although it is a slow day, I am sure I could find a few customers to come by and have a look at you."

Something about this offer just didn't seem right and Kate was wise to be nervous about the offer. She couldn't possibly know that Sarah made her first sale after accidentally selling her friend. Although that was not her intention. After coming to terms with what she had done and enjoying the fat commission, Sarah realized selling free women was a great way to make a fast buck. Given they cost the store nothing, the profit margin was very high, which ultimately resulted in a bigger commission. So where a regular slave paid 10%, the store was willing to pay 25% for these unusual situations. Of course, this created a bit of a perverse incentive, but everyone just looked the other way.

Kate was really intrigued but her cautious nature was still holding her back, "and this is completely safe?"

"Of course, we can't actually sell a free person. You just get to experience everything up to that point. We do this so our newer sales reps can get some practice. It also provides our customers with a unique thrill. This will be an experience that you will never forget, which will bring your back to our store every time you're in the market for a new slave."

Sarah saw the gears in Kate's head start to turn and she knew she had her. "So what do you think? Are you ready to take the plunge?"

Kate hesitated for a moment, but then finally nodded her head with approval. She was excited and nervous all at the same time. Sarah was thrilled as she led Kate back to her office, where she quickly outfitted her with an authentic slave uniform. This consisted of a short sleeved form fitting shift dress that ended right at Kate's knees. It was all white except for a little blue stitching and piping. Sarah also styled her hair according to the standards set by their store. The change in Kate's appearance was remarkable. In just a few minutes she had gone from looking like a free woman to being transformed into a slave. No one in the store would ever believe that Kate had ever been anything but a slave as the two women walked back out on the store floor up to an empty pedestal. Slaves were required to stand most of the time, but the store did provide them with a chair for the occasional break. If anyone still doubted Kate's status, their remaining doubts would be set aside after seeing her walk barefoot into the display area.

As Kate looked around at all the other slaves standing on pedestals in the store, she was overwhelmed with a strange mix of emotions. On one hand, she felt pride and strength in seeing that she fit right in among the others with her uniform and posture. On the other hand, it was a bit unsettling to see herself as just another commodity, just like any of the other slaves. It was both a liberating and humbling experience as she stood there at attention on that podium, ready to be judged by potential purchasers. She could only imagine what it would feel like if someone actually bought her. Thankfully that would not actually happen.

Sarah offered some words of encouragement and told Kate that she would come by to check up on her. Unfortunately Kate did not realize that Sarah was using this time to go back to her computer to officially put Kate into the system. This would make it much easier to sell her should a potential customer express interest. Sarah set Kate's price at $6,000 but quickly added a flash sale which brought her final price down to only $5,000. That was a good deal for a slave of Kate's quality and Sarah was confident that she could sell her quickly.

Kate was unaware of Sarah's intentions and simply enjoyed taking in her surroundings while she was gone. She felt a chill on her bare feet as she stood on the cold tile of the store, but she was still amazed at how much she fit in with the other slaves around her. The experience gave her a newfound appreciation for life as a free woman; no free woman would ever be subjected to this kind of treatment. Although this journey had led Kate into an uncomfortable and unfamiliar situation, she felt strangely empowered by it all.

Lost in her own thoughts, Kate did not see a young saleswoman approach with a potential customer. The girl looked like she had just graduated college with honey blonde hair falling in ringlets over her shoulders. She was wearing a navy blue skirt suit with sensible matching pumps that echoed off the shop floor. The potential customer was a young brunette, very pretty in a country club sort of way. Her short hair brushed over her ears and neck in a perky ponytail. Kate smelled the woman's expensive perfume before she actually saw her.

"Oh this one looks interesting."

The salesgirl, Jenny, immediately scanned the barcode at Kate's station. It pulled all of her information up, but was lacking much of the key data as Sarah had not fully put the new slave into the system. Although frustrated by the lack of information, Jenny did not miss a beat as she went into full sales mode.

"This is Kate, she's 28 years old and stands at 5'6". She weighs 135 lbs and is an incredibly talented slave--a rare find. She can do it all! Her price was set at $6,000 but we're offering her to you today for only $5,000. Can I get you started on the purchase process?"

Although the customer seemed interested in Kate, she was not about to jump right into a sale. She began to inspect the housemaid as she asked questions."What exactly can she do?" the customer asked, her eyes scanning Kate up and down.

Jenny flashed a smile and began listing off Kate's talents. "Kate can clean, cook, and take care of children. She's also very well-mannered and obedient, which makes her a great addition to any household. You won't find a slave with such a diverse skill set at this price."

The customer nodded, still inspecting Kate. She reached out and touched the slave's arm, feeling the smoothness of her skin. "Well, she certainly seems to be in good shape. I'll need to think about it a bit more though. Can you hold her for me?"

Jenny's smile faltered slightly, but she quickly regained her composure. "Of course, we can put a hold on her for 24 hours with a deposit. That way you have time to make a decision. The deposit is $500 and is not refundable."

The customer was aghast at hearing this and rapidly lost interest in Kate. "That is not the same policy as Jacey's. They always refund your deposit back if you don't purchase."

"I understand Ma'am, but this is a high end store. We have the best merchandise on the market. It costs us money to hold our slaves and I can assure you that this one will sell quickly. I could talk to my manager about giving you a store credit for the same amount if you decided not to buy. Would that be acceptable?" Despite her pitch, Jenny realized that she had lost the sale. The customer made up an excuse and walked away.

Kate was feeling a range of emotions. She felt a bit of pride in the fact that someone was open to buying her but this was mixed with a sense of dread. Although Kate knew she couldn't actually be sold, the experience was still a bit unnerving. As the customer walked away, Kate breathed a sigh of relief. She knew that she had dodged a bullet, but she also knew that there would be other potential customers who would be interested in her. She wondered how she would feel if someone actually bought her. Would she be relieved or would she be devastated?

Kate was so lost in her thoughts that she did not notice Sarah coming back to her. "How's it going, Kate?" Sarah asked, breaking Kate's reverie.

Kate looked at Sarah and smiled weakly. "It's going... okay, I guess," She was doing her best to put on a brave face even though in reality, Kate was actually quite terrified.

Sarah quickly picked up on this. For this to work well, she needed Kate to remain calm. She placed her hand gently on Kate's arm and asked "What's wrong?"

Kate hesitated for a moment, unsure whether she should confide in Sarah. But in the end, she decided to share her thoughts. "I'm just... I'm just wondering what it would feel like if someone actually bought me," Kate said, her voice trembling.

"Oh we can arrange that if you would like," Sarah answered. "We do fake transactions all the time. Our customers love it. We can't really sell you so we void the transaction at the end. Obviously this would typically upset a buyer, but they are given a 25% discount for their troubles. Usually that is more than enough to make up for things.

"If you want, I would be happy to sell you. I am sure I could entice a buyer over. However, I want to make sure you are comfortable with everything." Sarah knew that Kate really didn't have a choice in the matter. She fully intended to sell her, but it would go a lot better if Kate played along. By the time Kate realized the truth, she would be on her way to a lifetime of slavery and Sarah would be spending her fat commission.

Although hesitant, Kate was enjoying herself. This was the most excitement she had had in a long time. Still she was not fully convinced. "Uh...I'm not sure. I mean I do not want to make anyone upset."

Sarah was ready for the objection. "I assure you that they will be quite pleased. We don't hand out discounts like that very often. Besides, think about the story you'll be able to tell. You will be the life of the party."

That last statement had nailed it. Sarah had found her hook, and she was going to reel this fish in. Kate's life was dull and this was just what she needed. She craved being the center of attention, but it rarely happened. This opportunity was too good to pass up. "Alright, I'm in."

"Excellent, well you sit tight and act like a slave," Sarah giggled. "If you are unsure how to act, just try to mimic the other girls. I will start hunting for a buyer." With that Sarah headed off. She was going to make a sale today.

Kate watched as Sarah walked away, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves. As she looked around at the other slaves, she couldn't help but wonder what their lives were like. Were they content with their new status? Did they miss their old life? Kate knew that she would never be able to fully understand what they were going through, but she couldn't help but empathize with them.

Meanwhile Sarah was busy scanning the store. It has been a really slow day, but she was determined to find a buyer. Her instincts told her that an older woman would be ideal. They loved finding a bargain and Sarah had ensured that Kate was a really good bargain. Her other target was a younger couple looking for their first starter slave. As she was browsing the shop floor, Sarah's eyes landed on a couple in their early thirties. They looked like they were in the market for a new slave. They were dressed casually, with the man wearing a t-shirt and jeans, while the woman had on a sundress and sandals.

Sarah approached them, putting on her best sales smile. "Good afternoon, I couldn't help but notice that you seem to be in the market for a new slave. Can I help you find something specific?"

The woman smiled back at her. "Yes, actually. We're looking for someone who is good with kids and can cook. Do you have anyone like that available?"

Sarah's heart skipped a beat. This was perfect. "As a matter of fact, we do have someone. Her name is Kate, and she's a very talented slave with a diverse skill set. She's well-mannered and obedient, which makes her a great addition to any household. Would you like to take a look at her?"

With the couple in tow, Sarah walked back over to Kate. Although the bored housewife was doing her best to pretend that she was a maid, Sarah could tell that she was nervous. She hoped that the young couple did not detect anything amiss. A part of her was also worried that Kate might lose her nerve and make a scene. Thankfully she stayed in character as the young woman began to inspect her.

However, that was not what really got Sarah's attention. Instead she noticed the husband. While he was pretending not to care, Sarah could tell that he was definitely interested in Kate and for more than just housework. Thankfully neither Kate nor his wife seemed to have noticed. A jealous wife could definitely derail the sale. As the young woman was inspecting Kate, Sarah walked over to the husband. "Is there anything specific you're looking for in a slave?" she asked, trying to entice him.

The man looked up at her, a hint of interest in his eyes. "Well, I'm not sure. We've never owned a slave before," he said, his voice trailing off.

Sarah knew what to do. "Well, Kate here is a great choice for a first-time slave owner. She's obedient and well-behaved, which makes her easy to train. And, she's versatile, so she can take care of all your needs," Sarah said, giving the man a suggestive smile.

The man looked at her, his eyes darkening with desire. "That sounds... interesting," he said, his voice low.

Sarah knew she had him hooked. She turned her attention back to Kate, who was still being inspected by the wife. "So, are you interested in purchasing Kate?"

The wife was still not fully convinced. Perhaps subconsciously she was detecting her husband's desires for the housemaid. "I think I would like to look at a few more before I make a decision."

Sarah still felt confident. "Of course Ma'am, I would be happy to show you a few others." She then turned to the woman's husband. "Sir feel free to stay here and inspect Kate if you like. We also have a room over there if you would like a closer inspection." Sarah took the wife's arm and walked away. This sale was all but guaranteed. The husband was not going to let Kate get away. She looked back one more time as he leered at Kate.

By this point Kate had noticed the man's gaze. It made her incredibly uncomfortable, but she was determined not to break character as he approached her for a closer look. The man walked up to Kate, his eyes scanning her body from head to toe. She could feel his gaze on her, and it made her feel uneasy. But she knew she had to stay in character, no matter what. She lowered her head, waiting for him to speak.

"Well, well, well," the man said, his voice low and husky. "Aren't you a pretty little thing?"

Kate didn't respond, keeping her head lowered and her eyes averted. She could feel his hand on her arm, and it made her skin crawl.

"I bet you would look even prettier on your knees," the man said, his tone becoming more aggressive.

Kate's heart was pounding in her chest. She had never felt so vulnerable in her life. But she knew she had to keep up the act, no matter what. She looked up at the man, her eyes full of fear and submission.

"Whatever you want, Master," she said, her voice soft and anxious. Did those words really come out of her mouth? Kate wanted to remain in character but was she taking things a bit too far. Still what the man actually desired and what Kate wanted were quite the opposite. Certainly someone in the store would intervene before things went too far.

"Really, well doesn't that sound delicious." The man looked around. "Perhaps we should go back to one of those rooms so that I can have a closer look." Unsure what the protocol was in the store, he waited for Kate to respond.

Finally she spoke, "certainly Sir. Please follow me." Kate shivered as she led him back to the private room. Once in the room, the man became more assertive. Thankfully there was a camera in the room and a sign that read - Slaves are to Remain Clothed at All times.

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