"Hey kid, wake up!"

Jaune grunted as he slowly opened his eyes. He rubbed a hand over his face. He had only meant to doze off for an hour or two, but if they were here already he must have sleep a lot longer than he'd intended. He stood up and made his way to the front of the bus. "Right, thanks sir," he said offering a tired smile and nod towards the driver.

The man nodded back. "No problem. Have a good one kid."

With that Jaune made his way off the bus and took a look around the station. He was supposed to be meeting someone here, but he had no idea who or even how to identify them. The letter had hardly given him any details. Only a destination and some simple instructions.

He could still hardly believe he had family all the way out here and never knew it. Apparently this… Ozpin guy had been a really distant relative of his. None of his family had even knew about him. Not even his grandfather. If he was being honest Jaune was still wasn't sure about it himself. But it wasn't like they could get a DNA test or anything.

The guy was dead after all.

It was hard to say he felt bad… well, he sort of did. It was sad when anyone died. But he hadn't even known he existed until a week ago. He didn't even have a face to put to the name. So it was hard to say he felt the loss all that much.

But Ozpin had apparently looked them up some time ago, because according to the letter he'd left him something in his will. It was only him too, something that had annoyed his sisters to no end. He honestly would have let them have it if It meant not having to trek all the way out here. It was a nice view and everything, but it was out here all the way in the sticks.

As the bus pulled off he kept looking around the dinky little station for any signs of life, but didn't see anyone. He checked his watch. The letter said they he was supposed to be here by seven. He was three minutes early. So either they just hadn't gotten here yet or they were very punctual. He walked over to take a seat on a nearby bench, when suddenly he heard a clicking sound making it's way towards him.

He looked over his shoulder and then grew wide eyed when he saw the stunning figure making it's way towards him. It was an insulting hot women whose blonde hair was tied into a bun. She had a pair of piercing green eyes behind a pair of glasses. Her hair was tied into a bun, and she wore a tight white blouse and the tightest pencil skirt he had ever seen.

She looked like a sexy secretary out of a porno. Yet somehow still had an heir of both authority and class about her. He continued to look her up and down as she made her way towards him, her heels clicking against the ground as she approached. "Mr. Arc I presume?" she asked stopping in front of him.

Jaune just kept staring for a few moments, then blushed and shook his head once he realized she was talking to him. "Uh! Yes! Mr. Arc! Jaune Arc! That's me!"

She nodded. "A pleasure to meet you Mr. Arc. My name is Glynda Goodwitch. You may simply call me Glynda. I served as an employee for your cousin Ozpin, and am here to discuss what he left to you in the will," she explained. "If you would please follow me, we can make our way to his residents so that we can go over everything proper."

I'd follow you anywhere.

Jaune watched as she turned and began walking off. He quickly followed, his eyes never leaving the blonde's pert well shaped bottom as it bounced up and down with each step. She led them to the other end of the station where a black limo was waiting for them. Jaune looked stunned. He had never even seen a limo up close, let alone got to ride in one.

Was this women rich? Maybe she had been Ozpin's lawyer or something. Maybe that would explain how she could afford something like this. Glynda opened the door for him, and he nervously made his way inside. Glynda stepped in after him, taking a seat directly across from him. With how she was sitting he got a perfectly good view up her skirt.

Purple…

If she noticed his rather blatant ogling of her lacey purple undergarments, she didn't call him out on it. "We're ready Neo. Please take us back to the estate."

Jaune snapped out of his gaze and turned towards the driver. It was a rather petite girl who could have easily been mistaken for a child. Her hair was split into two colors, pink and brown, as were her eyes. She nodded and winked towards Jaune before starting the vehicle and pulling off. Jaune blinked. Two drop dead gorgeous women in one day. This was a dream.

Wait a second. "Uh… did you say estate?" he asked.

Glynda pushed her glasses up. "Why yes. Your cousin was very well off. He owned quite a large portion of land," she explained. "Part of the conditions was that you be shown the contents of the will at the estate. So while I apologize for the delay, I must insist that we wait until we reach the estate to reveal its contents."

Jaune nodded. "Uh, okay. Sure."

The rest of the ride went in silence. Glynda simply sat, eyes closed and a calm, thoughtful expression on her face. Jaune did his best to tear his eyes away from her, staring out of the window and enjoying the scenery. The route they were taking carried them up a dense forest like area, presumably cut off from the rest of the local population.

Of course eventually his attention wandered right back to Glynda. Every little move she made seemed to accentuate her lovely breasts or shapely legs. If that skirt rode up any further she might as well have just taken it off. He certainly wouldn't have complained.

When they finally reached their destination, Jaune's jaw dropped.

A mansion! His cousin loved in a mansion!

For the last several years he'd been stuck in a cramp room with two of his sisters, and this guy had this whole place to himself! Life was so unfair! "If you'd follow me Mr. Arc, we can go over the contents of the will. Neo, please park in the garage and report inside. You and the rest of the staff will be required shortly," Glynda instructed as she began stepping out.

Staff? He had a staff? Then again if he lived in some place this big it shouldn't have been a surprise that he'd had people to run it and keep it clean. The driver, Neo, nodded towards the blonde women before looking towards Jaune. She flashed him a devious smirk and then winked, causing a blush to spread across his face.

He chuckled and waved back nervously before following Glynda out. She led him up to the front door, holding it open for him. His mother would have scolded him for not remembering that a gentlemen holds the door open for a lady, but he was too impressed by the view to remember his manners.

The inside of the building was just as lavish and expensive looking at the outside had been. There were numerous paintings and works of art decorating the lobby and halls. The place also looked absolutely spotless. The staff must have been very good at their job. Although he was curious about who was paying them now if his cousin was six feet under.

Glynda led them off to a room a few halls down. Surprisingly Jaune so no sign of the staff around, but he supposed they might have been having a meeting or something. Once they were inside she walked over to a desk with a projector sitting on top of it. "Huh, old school," Jaune complimented.

"He did have a taste for antiques," Glynda said before gesturing towards the chair facing the wall. "Please have a seat. Ozpin has left a message that will explain everything. Afterwards you'll be free to look over the will and confirm all the details yourself."

Jaune nodded and took his head. The lights went off, and the projector sprung to life. An image of a middle aged man wearing a black coat, a green, scarf, and shades appeared on the blank wall. The man cleared his throat before he began.

"Good evening Jaune. If you are watching this then I assume that my time has finally come and I've left this world. A regrettable, but expected outcome. I learned some time ago that I'm not long for this world, and I've had plenty of time to make peace with that fact."

Jaune frowned. He had known he was dying?

"With the news of my impending death I thought of passing on my wealth and fortune to someone else. Unfortunately I was never blessed with any children of my own. But after some digging I discovered a distant branch of the family that I never had the good fortune of running into. Your branch of the family. Which is why added you to my will, and had my assistant Glynda contact you."

Jaune raised an eyebrow. So he wanted to share what he had with his family, even if he hadn't met them. That made sense. But why just him? Couldn't they have called the rest of the family here for this news? Or just mailed this video? It would have been so much easier than dragging him all the way out here, wouldn't it?

"Now, I know your curious about why I didn't bother calling the rest of the family. Well the answer is simple. It's because, while I intend to send them a sizeable portion of my wealth to them as well, sixty-five percent of it will go to you. Congratulations Jaune. As of now you are a billionaire."

Now the young man looked absolutely floored. He nearly fell out of his seat. A billionaire?! Was he serious?! He couldn't be could he?! There was no way!

"Your family will be given my summer home to move into if they wish. And their share should be more than enough to support them ten times over. But this estate will also be given to you, and the staff will now work under you as well. Of course there are certain conditions that need to be met on your end of this arrangement."

Jaune gulped. The idea of the conditions was definitely something he should have been worried about, but the news still hadn't quite sunken in yet.

"It's not something I think will present a problem. The condition is that should you ever choose to settle down with a significant other, your choice must be from among the staff. There is no time limit to this condition, and it is only if you choose to do so."

He looked confused. Choose to marry among the staff? Why in the world would he choose such a weird condition like that? Even if he had been planning on getting married anytime soon, he didn't even know how many options that left him with.

"Now I'm sure you've had enough to listening to this old man prattle on. So please enjoy your new wealth and all the perks that come with it. As I mentioned earlier, Glynda will help walk you through all the details. Be sure to look over both the staff and your future fiancé with a firm hand. They'll doubtlessly need it."

With that the projector clicked off, leaving a stunned and confused blonde staring at the wall. He shook his head as he let everything sink in. This was insane. Five minutes ago he was just a regular guy checking to see if some distant relative left him anything of worth. Now he was supposed to be a billionaire.

He turned around to talk to Glynda, hoping she could help sort all of this out, and then gasped when he saw her. She was no longer wearing her white blouse and pencil skirt, which where folded up neatly on the desk nearby, but what had to be the skimpiest French maid's uniform he had ever seen in his life.

Somehow the skirt she wore now was even shorter than before, and a more than fair among of her cleavage was showing. "Now that that has been sorted out, please allow me to reintroduce myself," she said before bowing towards him. "I am Glynda Goodwitch. Head Maid of the Arc manor, and at your service. Please allow me to serve you, Master Jaune."

Jaune's face lit up. With her bowing forward like this, her cleave was on full display. He was also sure had he been standing behind her he would have a perfect view of her panty clad bottom. He held his hands up. "W-wait a second Ms. Goodwitch! There's no need to-"

"Please Master Arc, there's no need to address me in such a formal manner. It's my place to serve you. You may simply call me Glynda," she said before standing back up. "Now, if it would please you, you may follow me to meet the rest of the staff."

Jaune shook his head. "Wait, hold on!"

Glynda stopped in her tracks and turned back around to face her. "Yes Master?"

He felt his cheeks flush at the words. Being called master by such an attractive woman was definitely a pleasing feeling, even in such a bizarre situation. He had thought she was his lawyer, or maybe an assistant. He never would have pegged her as a maid. "I-I'm a little confused here."

"Shall I play the video back?" she asked.

He shook his head. "No, I heard the video. I just… is this real? Am I dreaming or on some kind of prank show. Because this just doesn't… this doesn't seem possible."

"I assure you that this is real master. You are not dreaming, nor is this some sort of prank. I realize this may be quite a lot to take in, but you are the new owner of the Arc mansion. If you'd like to take a moment to sit I can fetch you a chair. The staff will be more than willing to wait for you."

Jaune sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. He really wanted to sort this out, but if the entire staff was waiting on him he didn't want to take too long. "Okay. Let's go see the staff and then sort out all of the details."

"Of course Master," she said bowing her head once more. He was tempted to tell her that she didn't need to call him that but… he kind of liked it. He began following after her again. He knew he should have been trying to sort out all of this news in his mind, but clearly his head wasn't in the game, as his eyes once against wandered to her bottom.

Damn it Jaune! Focus! You need to be trying to figure this out! Not ogling the sexy French maid! Besides, she's technically your employee! This is sexual harassment!

Glynda looked over her shoulder. "Master. If you'd like to take a look under my skirt, I will gladly bend over or just lift for you," she said simply.

Jaune flinched. Had… had she noticed him staring this whole time and just not said anything? And was she serious about lifting her skirt for him. As if she had read his mind, she reached back and grabbed her skirt before lifting it upwards, giving him a full view of her bottom in all its glory. Jaune was sure his heart stopped.

"As your servants, it's our job to tend to your every need. Please don't be shy about requesting anything of us in the future. Above all else it's your satisfaction that we desire," she said before dropping her skirt and continuing to walk.

It took a few moments for Jaune to recover and rush after her. She had just flashed her panties to him! And she did it so casually! He was sure most maids didn't do that! What kind of perverted stuff was his cousin into?! "G-Glynda, I… I'm really not sure about all this!"

"Please don't fret Master. I'll help guide you through everything. There's really very little needed on your part to be honest. Just going over everyone's roll and proper punishment procedure. I imagine that should you feel inclined to take up Ozpin's condition you'd want to meet with all of the girls, but again, that's your choice."

He opened his mouth to speak, but then stopped. Did she say girls? Just how much of the staff was made up of women anyway?

His answer came when Glynda opened the door to a large auditorium. Jaune's eyes once again widened as he looked over the small army of women all lined up next to one another. All of them were wearing maids uniforms, just as revealing as the one Glynda was wearing. They all looked towards him. Some with friendly smiles, others with nervous expressions. Some of them were looking at him like predators having a piece of meat dangled before them.

As he looked around he couldn't spot even an average looking one among them. They all looked as if they could be on the cover of a model magazine.

Glynda stood before them all and then held her hand out towards Jaune. "Girls. This is the new master of Arc Manor. Jaune. You will treat him with all the respect he is due, and submit to his authority without question. Is that understood?" she ordered.

"YES MA'AM!" was the loud response the women all gave in unison.

Glynda then turned towards Jaune. "Master. Everyone here is at your disposal for any task you require. Please think of us less as staff and more as property, here to be used and ordered around at your leisure. Should anyone cross or irk you for any reason, please let me know so they can be properly punished," she said bowing again.

The rest of the women all bowed as well. "Please allow us to serve you master!" they all called.

Jaune gulped. "Uh… thank you all. I'm… I don't know what to say…" He really didn't. One part of him thought he must have died on the bus ride here and ended up in his own personal heaven. The other thought this was some dream that he was soon to take up from.

"Master, it was a very long trip up here and you've received quite a bit of information in a very short amont of time. If you're tired you may retire for the night. A room has been made ready for your use until you can move your things here," Glynda offered.

He nodded. "Y-yeah. I think that might be best." He needed to lay down to process all of this.

Glynda nodded before turning back to everyone. "Alright everyone. Back to your jobs. I expect everything to be completed with the same haste and efficacy as always. If you think because there is a new head of household that punishments will not be dealt out, you are mistaken. Now, dismissed." She stomped her foot, her heel clicking against the floor.

"YES MA'AM!"

The dozens upon dozens of women all dispersed, some of them offering small smiles and waves as they passed by him. There was one blonde who had winked and lifted her skirt as she passed by, earning a blush from the young man. Once most of them had left, Glynda turned and motioned for him to follow. "If you'd followed me, I'll show you to your quarters."

Jaune once again found himself following after Glynda. This time as he made his way through the hall he spotted a few more people. They were cleaning, carrying various items by, and attending to a number of other tasks. Each one really was just drop dead gorgeous.

Eventually they made their way to a pair of double doors, which led to a large bedroom. The place was decorated just as nicely as the rest of the mansion. The bed was huge, and it looked so soft he thought he could sink into it. He ran his hands over the sheets, feeling just how soft they were. "This… this is my room?" he asked.

Glynda nodded. "All new furniture was ordered in for you. Of course should you want to redecorate you need only say so," she said explained. "Would you like me to stay and attend to you for the night Master?"

He looked confused. "Uh… attend to me?"

"To pleasure you. It's one of the many services we gladly offer for you master. Your cousins preferred to have a different maid each night, but it's all up to you of course. If you want someone closer to your age we have younger maids who are new to the staff."

Jaune held his hands up. "Wait! Are you serious?! But what about the condition?!"

"The condition was for you to marry someone from the staff. You're still free to lay with anyone you wish. Your cousin didn't care about any details beyond that."

"So… so you're saying that you'd have sex with me… right now, if I asked?"

"If it was what you desired master. Should I undress for you?"

Jaune stood there in thought. She was serious right now. She was really willing to have sex with him if he just asked. How much was she being paid? Then another thought occurred. If he did indeed tell her to, would it really count? It would be more of her job than anything between the two of them. Then his other head told him to just stop questioning it and take his shot.

"Y-yes please."

"As you wish."

Glynda reached underneath her skirt and slowly lowered her panties. Jaune watched as she stepped out of them. Then she began removing her uniform. Apparently she had just decided to forgo a bra since once she peeled it down her perfectly round and milky breasts were bared in all their magnificent glory.

Jaune flushed as he took in her heavenly form. The promise that her snug uniform had made was not exaggerated at all. Her curves were all in the right places, her breasts firm and soft looking, and her public hair was cleanly shaven into a neat little bush. Once she finished folding up her uniform she stood before him, hands at her side so he could look over her.

"I hope the view pleases master."

"It pleases! It definitely please!" Jaune said amazed. He hesitantly reached up towards her chest. "So, is it really alright if I…?"

She smiled towards him before reaching up and grabbing his wrist. Then she pulled his hand up to her breasts, placing it over it. "I told you master. You may do with us whatever you please. Our only desire is to fulfill your desires."

Jaune let out a sigh as his palm felt over the soft mound. He cupped it, giving it a nice squeeze before reaching up and grabbing the other with his left hand. Glynda didn't show any signs of discomfort as he kept groping away at her chests, so he kept going.

He had only had sex twice before. Both times with the same girl. And while she had been by no means ugly, she didn't have anything on Glynda. He rubbed his thumbs over her nipples, and for the first time she showed a reaction, letting out a small gasp. After he had his full of her breasts his hands began trailing down her body.

He slide them down to her waists, then reached around to grab two handfuls of her rear. It felt even more firm than he'd imagined. He pulled her a bit closer, and then with a bit of hesitation leaned forward and pecked her on the lips. They were soft, and he tasted a hint of mint. He went in for another kiss, please when she didn't pull back or flinch.

This time he pressed his lips against hers harder, wrapping his arms around his waist. Glynda quickly returned the gesture kissing him back and letting his hands continue to explore her form. Jaune seemed like he was in a haze, but somehow or another made it to the bed.

The rest of the night seemed to pass as a blur for young Jaune…