Ariane smiles as she tells me she has a job for me, cleaning for Madame Fanta in the 16th arrondissement. Madame Fanta, her most demanding client, her best client, she needs a good job to be done, she knows I will do it, she has chosen me specially. She tells me Madame Fanta has ordered a deep clean and smiles again. I feel a little uncomfortable. But I need the money. I have come to Paris from provincial Angers and quickly found a flat. My first job didn’t work out and I signed up with a domestic cleaning agency, cleaning the homes of the wealthy and privileged. Some clients are fine, some treat you like dirt, but most have one thing in common. They are messy and untidy. One client is, as I realised, a high-class escort who uses her flat to see clients. But bagging up used condoms wasn’t the worst job I have done. You might say it’s demeaning but I enjoy doing menial work for difficult and demanding people. I love putting on rubber gloves. The smell of a fresh pair is intoxicating. My job enables me to live out my submissiveness. And so I come out of the lift in the luxury apartment block and knock on Madame Fanta’s door.
I am Fanta. I get my way. Always. I always get the cleaners I need. Some cleaners I actually get to do cleaning. That’s when I order a clean. When I order a deep clean Ariane knows to send me a pretty, submissive girl who will be my plaything for a couple of hours. Do they know what awaits them here? I rather think they do. Clemence does I am sure. Clemance is a very pretty redhead. Her hair is gorgeous. Everything about her demeanour screams submission. She gasps audibly at the sight of my gloves and boots. She bows her head...
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Absolutely glorious! This was so sensually tense. It kept me on the edge of involvement with its characters throughout, because of the way Eve writes: The reader is in their heads, in their bodies, knowing their thoughts and feeling what they experience. What a sizzling, spicy scene – Bravo!