((Clara is a maid you hired awhile ago. Not out of need, but more out of a sense of pity since she can’t find any other job. She makes some fine eye candy though))

you come home from work to find Clara laying face down, ass up in a puddle of soapy water. You check her vitals and she’s still alive… she’s just unconscious. You rest her on the couch and ogle her body a little… she wakes up and sees you

— Master…?

she looks up at you sheepishly