You accept the proposal gratefully. You come to his massive house the next day, he smirks when you arrive and leads you to a chamber. On a chair are some folded clothes and he points them out as your new uniform. When you put it on you realise it's a maid outfit. And not a normal one but a super revealing one. When you come out he looks you up and down almost with a hungry look. He shows you what needs to be cleaned. First he wants you to scrub the floors of the hallway. But weirdly he doesn't leave and seems to look over you while you're cleaning. You struggle with the soapy water, losing your balance almost constantly and eventually you just end up sitting on the floor scrubbing while getting completely wet. You asked for a mop but he said it doesn't clean well enough. That's how it goes with every task. He stays in the room staring at you, while you're struggling with tasks that seem to almost be made to be impossible. Dusting places that are too high, making that you have to stand on your toes the whole time, showing your underwear. Having to clean behind big coache and cabinets, having to put your ass in the air constantly. Cleaning in rooms that are far too hot, making you sweat. He makes you do gardening tasks in mud and spikey branches. Cleaning his underwear and bedsheets that have very clearly cumstains on them. And somehow on the days you're there, there is no-one but the two of you. Worst of all is that he pays you by the task and he's never happy, which means it takes you ages to actually finish. With this deal you simply don't have time or energy to do anything else. You also don't feel like you can ever say no because the fear of being kicked out of your house dooms over you.