Amu gazed outside the car window, wondering if she made the right choice. Her mother had always told her family was much more important than friends and she had known Ikuto for only a week, anyway, so why did it matter?
"Ahhh… Here we are!" Takurou announced, interrupting all of Amu's thoughts. The car had stopped right in front of a huge sparkling white mansion and all Amu could manage in response was stare in awe and follow her new master up the glittering steps to the porch. The moment the bell was rung, a familiar cute blonde girl appeared at the door. For some reason, she was dressed in only an apron, shoes, and knee high socks: no blouse, skirt, bra, or panties.
"Hello Takurou-sama and Amu, we didn't expect you to be back so soon! Dinner is ready however, Takurou-sama," the girl spoke with a smile and a bow.
"Good. Rima, give Amu her new uniform and directions," Takurou spoke as he walked off to what seemed like the kitchen.
"Hey, I know you! You're that girl who doesn't masturbate, right?" The girl, Rima, asked Amu, a large grin forming on her face.
"I-I-I do now!" Amu sputtered out, trying hard not to make herself appear foolish or stupid in any way.
"Oh really? Then, I bet you'll looovvvee Takurou-sama!" Rima laughed, leading Amu into a huge bedroom labeled in gold cursive: Amu's room. Rima handed Amu an apron and a pair of socks that were lying on the bed. "Put these on."
"Now?" Amu asked. Was Rima suggesting that she change in front of her?
"No, next week, of course now!" Rima laughed, again. "Do you need help?"
Before Amu could even open her mouth to reply, Rima stepped forward to unbutton Amu's blouse. Amu felt Rima squeeze her boobs a few times and pinch her nipples before nodding and taking off her skirt as well.
"Not a bad figure you've got there!" Rima smirked as she began to undo Amu's bra.
"I can do this myself! Stop it, Ri-" Amu screeched, blushing furiously, however her words were cut off when Rima pressed her lips harshly against hers. When their mouths separated, Amu was standing in her bedroom naked, all of her clothes discarded at her feet.
"That wasn't too bad, now was it?" Rima asked, her voice now a seductive purr whispering in Amu's ear. "Now put on your uniform and your list of chores is on the dresser."