Your wife has been a bore lately and you're looking for excitement. What better form of amusement than to send your loyal maid into a tizzy? You call her into your lavish living room, telling her she's been sloppy in her duties. Her face falls and worry crosses her brow. She's been working for you for seven years and the information comes as a shock. Perfect. With her unsure of herself and concerned, you can leverage this to make her do anything now to keep her job. You ask her to show you exactly how she scrubs the marble floors, insisting she gets on all fours to demonstrate. She does so, still anxious and confused as you admire her kneeling form. You then insist she strips. You plant seeds of doubt in her mind - she's gotten too fat for her uniform, it's unkempt, there must be daily inspections. Soon, she goes from protesting to silently embarassed and willing to comply. You examine her, taking in her curves and vulnerability... Then you decide to send her off to finish the rest of her chores in just her panties, bra, and apron. The rest of the staff could use some amusement today as well, you think to yourself.