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The next day Master Erick, what you can't help but call him now, has both of you in maid outfits and cleaning around the house. He's amped up your libido but made it impossible to disobey him. You aren't even allowed to speak to him unless he speaks to you first.

He's also made you addicted to his scent, which is extremely potent given your vulpine enhanced senses. You're able to smell him wherever he is in the house, and it feels like a mix of heaven and hell. You want to be close to him but can't stop performing the maid duties he's commanded you to do.

Erick enjoys it, walking into the room and watching as his presence washes over you and you can barely think enough to keep doing your tasks. Both Skye-you and Peony-you's tails twitch in response to your desperate need when he does this. Your ears can't help but shift to whatever direction you hear him moving in--just hoping, hoping he will come near and touch your body that is wet with desire.

Peony-you is scrubbing the floor and has to keep wiping up the wetness that has dripped down from your thighs. Erick just laughs at your combined predicament.