She is My Master!

Chapter 22

Mai Tokhia was doing her best to hide her amusement at the whole situation.

'God Natsuki is so awkward with them,' Mai mused.

It was kind of sad, really. As far as she could tell Rebecca was a good natured woman, and seemed to want to develop a better relationship with Natsuki. And little Alyssa seemed to adore her half sister too. But Natsuki just seemed to freeze them out.

"How can you be so mean?" Mai whispered. "You'll make Alyssa cry!"

"I would not!" Natsuki hissed back.

Shizuru noted everyone had finished their deserts and smiled at Rebecca, "Let me give you and Miss Alyssa the grand tour."

"Well," Rebecca started.

"I'm sure you want to see how Natsuki is living," Shizuru added and led them and an amused Elliot and Rena off.

"Come on!" Mai grabbed Natsuki's arm.

"What?" Natsuki demanded.

"We're putting you in the Butler outfit," Mai dragged her off.

"WHAT," Natsuki growled. "Why?" she yelped.

Mai chuckled softly, "It would look cool." She paused then added, "And you KNOW Alyssa would love to see you in it."

Natsuki paused, clearly thinking how Alyssa's eyes had lit up at the mention of 'Maids and butlers/' She sighed, "I guess so..."

"Then hurry, I want to change too," Mai added.

Mai had anticipated this, or at least thought the idea would be funny, and stashed both outfits in the kitchen. Both outfits were somewhat cumbersome, but she had left them partly buttoned etc etc to make it easier to slip into then neaten up.

"Where did you learn...?" Natsuki wondered as she pulled up pants, white shirt, then buttoned up the overcoat.

"School play. We had to change costumes FAST," Mai noted as she settled the dress in place, which was one of the low cut ones.

"Should you be wearing THAT one?!" Natsuki asked.

"Hush. Help me tidy up my hair," Mai ordered her as she made sure Natsuki looked suitably butler-like.

They rushed out to the dining room just as the group was returning.

"... and both women are also free to use my personal library and wifi as well," Shizuru was saying to Rebecca.

"Including your huge collection of lesbian erotica?" Elliot teased as she covered Alyssa's ears to protect her innocence.

"ELLIOT," Shizuru growled as Rebecca laughed.

The group returned to the dining room and Mai curtsied gracefully while Natsuki bowed.

"Welcome home, Mistresses," they said together.

"Holy shit," Rena breathed out.

"THAT'S SO COOL!" Alyssa squealed, racing to the two teens excitedly.

"WHAT," Rebecca blinked.

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"You two got me into trouble," Shizuru noted once the women were gone.

"The outfits?" Mai guessed.

"YES," Shizuru sighed. "Rebecca was NOT pleased that I apparently dressed you up... not to mention Mai as a sexy maid."

"It's not like I can hide these," Mai protested, waving at her tits.

"You could have worn the old fashioned maid outfit," Natsuki pointed out. She chuckled, "Do you think Rena and Elliot will tell step-mom you got them from their shop?"

"GOD I hope not," Shizuru groaned, and both laughed.

"Hopefully this calms your step mother down," Mai noted.

"She's in town for a few more days," Natsuki sighed, "who knows?"

Shizuru sipped her after dinner tea. Natsuki had undone her tie and unbuttoned the shirt sitting back tiredly. Looking at her, she thought that she looked VERY rakish.

Mai noticed her looking and smiled impishly.

Shizuru coughed, then drank a bit more tea. "Natsuki, have you planned more activities for them?" she wondered.

"Augh," Natsuki sighed. "Should I?" she wondered aloud.

Shizuru wasn't sure she should get involved but...

"Yeah?" Natsuki prompted.

Shizuru shrugged, "From what Rena and Elliot have told me, your father didn't tell Rebecca he was married when they started dating. She only found out after Alyssa was born."

Natsuki nodded slightly.

"Then the divorce, your mother passed away and you ended up in your father's custody," Shizuru added. She sipped her tea, "And your being unhappy with that is all understandable."

"But?" Mai got where she was going.

"Is it really fair to blame your step mother for your father's misdeeds?" Shizuru offered.

"Huh," Natsuki seemed to be considering that.

"Well, it's late," Shizuru decided to change the subject, "I, at least, am going to bed."

"Yeah, Mai also got up, "and I guess it's too late to call Mikoto for a booty call,"

"Too much information, Tokhia!" Natsuki winced.

Mai just laughed.

Shizuru just shook her head wryly as she headed to her bedroom.

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Haruka Suzushiro, Student Council President, had a problem. And that problem was Mai Tokhia.

"You can NOT wear a skirt that short! It's against regulations," Haruka scolded.

"It's a regulation skirt from the school shop," Mai defended herself.

All students at Fuka were required to wear official school uniforms, and school regulations said you could not modify them. However, girls got around that in various ways.

"Hiss Haruka," Yukino sighed as she pointed out, "it IS regulation. She's just..." Yukino made a hourglass gesture.

BOTH Haruka and Mai sighed, then exchanged a glance.

Bothe Haruka and Mai were, bluntly, rather generously endowed. Haruka, unlike Mai, actually had her uniforms tailored so it wasn't THAT obvious, and even she had fans. Too bad for them, she was committed to Yukino.

"All right, fine," Haruka conceded.

"We done?" Mai asked.

"Could you and Mikoto go easy on the public displays of affection? We've gotten complaints," Haruka added dryly.

Mai shook her head, "Have you MET Mikoto?"

"She does have poor impulse control," Yukino conceded.

"Ugh. Sister Yukariko is going to go off on us again," Haruka gave in on that too.

"Do you ever get the feeling Sister Yukariko maybe protests a bit TOO much?" Mai mused.

All three exchanged glances thoughtfully.

"Nah," Haruka waved that off. "Okay, you can go."

"Thank you," Mai sighed as she headed to class.

"Let's see if we can track down Aoi... I'm pretty certain she's rolling up her skirt," Haruka declared, marching off.

"Yes Haruka," Yukino sighed.

To be continued...

Notes: Sorry, shorter chapter.

Japanese schools DO actually have student volunteers who check over uniforms etc etc. Students will either trim their skirts, or roll up the fabric and pin them to look sexier.