Jolene had always relied on her wits and determination to get by. Working as a housekeeper for a wealthy socialite was a chance to earn a decent income, despite the unglamorous nature of the job. When her new employer handed her the skimpy satin maid's outfit and stockings, Jolene's stomach turned. She felt like an object, not a person, but the generous salary tugged at her sense of pragmatism.

As she went about cleaning the sprawling estate, her attention couldn't help but drift to the lewd uniform that rode up and hugged her curves in ways she never intended. Every step, every bend, reinforced her discomfort. She tried to focus on the tasks at hand, but the weight of her employer's expectations and the degrading attire made her feel like a sexualized plaything.

While dusting a book case, Jolene's curiosity got the better of her, and she pulled a drawer open. Inside, she found a collection of items that made her skin crawl. They seemed to be some sort of p*rverted s*x toys, perfectly in line with the uniform and her employer's evident perversions.

Jolene's mind raced as she stared at the provocative objects. This was no ordinary household; she had stumbled into a den of depravity. Before she could react, her employer rounded the corner, catching her in the act of snooping.

A stern look crossed his face, and he approached Jolene with a sense of authority. In a swift motion, he cuffed her wrists, attaching them to a spreader b*r that held her arms out to the sides at neck level. A harness b*ll gag was then strapped over her mouth, muffling any protests. Her employer left no room for argument, making it clear that she would complete her duties in this humiliating altered state.

Bound and gagged, Jolene struggled to adapt to her new circumstances. She waddled around the estate, trying to clean with her arms spread wide, the b*ll in her mouth rendering her unable to complain. Her gagged cries were muffled as she clumsily went about her work, knocking important documents onto the floor in the process. She carefully bent down to attempt to retrieve them but..

Enraged by her carelessness, her employer decided Jolene needed further discipline. He dragged her to a solid chair in the living room and secured her to it with tight leather restraints, leaving her gagged and immobilized for a "time-out."

Jolene seethed with frustration, her body aching from the prolonged constriction of the bands that held her. She squirmed and struggled, refusing to submit to this degrading treatment. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she managed to free her hands. With a surge of determination, she worked to undo the rest of the restraints and remove the gag.

As the final strap fell away, Jolene gasped, her mouth tasting of rubber and defeat. But her spirit remained unbroken. With a defiant breath, she spat out the words that had been building inside her, "F*ck this, I quit!"

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