At Kevin's Mercy 2: Reclaimed

13. Isabelle

I started to see where Kevin got his fetish for maid uniforms from when I finished changing into clothes his father provided me.
Jasmine was done with her stupid questions about Kevin and was now preparing herself for his arrival.
In the mean time Kevin's father had escorted me back to the room he had locked me in before and told me I had 20 minutes to get ready, for what I wasn't sure yet.
And although I was grateful for the change of clothes, the ones I was wearing were a bit tattered and dirty from the car crash, I really questioned their shared taste for undergarments.

Why is it that both these men feel the need to force such revealing pieces of fabric on me... half of it's see through, and garters...?
Why on earth garters?
He's not planning anything for later is he?
The only good thing about the clothes was the maid outfit itself.
It covered everything.
The skirt was long, reaching almost until my ankles and the blouse had a high collar so no revealing cleavage for a change.
I looked decent wearing it and for that I was thankful.

Exactly 20 minutes later I heard the lock turn and the door open.
As I turned around myself I saw him standing in the door opening staring at me with this dark look.
It made me uneasy, what was his problem this time?
I didn't touch the window, I got ready in time... so what did I do this time?

"Kevin's getting closer, I expect him here soon. Pray everything go's as I planned little girl."

Okay, least it's not something I did that's putting him on edge.
I slowly nodded to acknowledge what he said, it wasn't like I could do much else.
And it's not like I have any influence on Kevin what so ever.
If Jasmine want's him so badly she needs to figure out how to do that on her own.
I don't think the things I told her are going to make much of a difference anyway.
If Kevin wanted a girl like her he would have stayed with Iris, at least she was nice.
But on the off chance he does like her, his father will let me go.
So maybe I should pray this works.
After all I want to get my old life back, don't I?
I grabbed my arms to comfort myself a little, this is for the best.
I can't be Kevin's toy forever, what happens if he grows bored of me?
It's better if I get out before I'm too broken to recover from him tossing me to the side.

"Now let's put you to good use, I despise freeloaders. You will serve my daughter while you stay in my custody. If I get any complains from her I'll make sure you regret it."

Silently I followed him back to his daughter's room.
I had no choice, this is going to be so awkward after she kicked both her father and me out of her room earlier.
I mean she saw my ass getting spanked... hard. 

"Isabelle, I've brought you a maid to help you finish up. Your brother will be here soon, make sure you are presentable to meet him."

"Yes father of course. Anything for Kevin."

Kevin's dad left and she beckoned for me to come closer.
Isabelle looked at me as if I was meeting her for the first time, like I wasn't spanked by her father on the side of her bed this morning.
I decided it wasn't worth the trouble to spend any energy on and just waited for her orders.
If she doesn't even remember my face, why bother?
At least now I can pretend it didn't happen and after tonight I should be free again, so I better not do anything to mess that up.

Isabelle actually wasn't so hard to please.
Her orders were simple and unlike Jasmine she wasn't condescending or mean to me.
She was a bit like a big doll I got to dress up and make pretty, it was quite pleasant to do in fact.
After helping her get dressed in the outfit she chose I was combing her long hazel brown hair.
She wanted it braided in some way I never tried before.
From the picture she showed me I had figured out I had to start at the neck and go up instead of down so the braid would end somewhere up high on the side of head, from there it would just fall down in a ponytail.
It looked easy enough but I knew I had to nail it on the first try, so it was a bit nerve wracking.