You blink your eyes as you wake up, only to stare in horror at a rumpled rug and shoes and clothes tossed all over the place. Has your sister never heard of standards, or basic cleanliness?
Mistresses don't need to worry about cleaning up. That's your job.
Well, you had better get to it, then! You quickly tidied up your sister's room, then stood in a corner for a minute, hands folded neatly where your lap would be if you were sitting. Quiet and unobtrusive... until you remembered the rest of the house needed cleaning too. You stopped at your room first to change into shorts, because good girls show off their legs.
Then you vacuumed, dusted, swept, sprayed, and washed the dishes. There didn't seem to be any ironing laid out, so you cleaned up the bathroom, replacing the slightly moldy curtain and made yourself hairless. Good maid. Before starting some chicken in the oven.
When you could find nothing more to do, you felt... satisfied. Complete. For the first time in a long time, you'd spent an entire day productively and could see the results. When your family (mistresses!) arrived, you greeted them with a polite curtsy, help unload and sort the groceries, and served them dinner - none for yourself, naturally. Servants eat before or after the family, schedule permitting. Mistresses Ashley and Jane exchanged knowing smirks, while Mistress Jennifer seemed confused at your turn of behavior.
After making sure the family needed nothing else you went upstairs. First using your computer to order a proper uniform and spare, as well as fitting undergarments, shoes, stockings, etc, you then prepared for bed. Using some belts to improvise four-point restraints, you strapped yourself into bed with your headphones on and dropped instantly into that sweet relaxing sleep...