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Maid

By: fun2balive



My 18th birthday was nothing special. We lived in a small town, my dad was drunk most of the time and my mother was more interested in pretending to have a good life than anything else. I was an only child so no siblings to form bonds with. I knew that high school was coming to an end and soon I shall be working minimum wage job till I die...

I didn't have a boyfriend being flat as a board and still wearing my A cup bra from 2 years ago. Oh and no nice clothes or anything else that might make me desirable. Okay, I did have one asset. I was a virgin. But it was more of a millstone around my neck than any asset.

The Gods of luck were smiling on my the day after graduation. I was down at Claire's baby clothes store when Claire asked me about my future plans. When I shrugged, she said "How would you like to be a live-in maid to a couple who are expecting a child in 3 months? They live about 50 miles away so you cannot visit your folks very often but I bet they will pay you well".

Two days later Tom (the husband) picked me up from my parents' place along with all my worldly possessions (they fit in a suitcase and a backpack). He was a really nice guy and smelled clean. He told me that he worked on very special oil rigs and was usually gone for 6 months at a time. He was 30 and his wife Annie was 26. She was 6 months along and he wanted to make sure I was clear and comfortable with everything before he shipped out which he expected in a month. He would pay me $3000 a month plus room and board plus all the various small expenses. Plus, if when he comes back Annie still likes me, he would give me a $5000 bonus!

Tom and Annie lived in a HUGE house. It was 6000 sq. ft. with a full finished basement on a 2 1/2 acre lot. It was a little outside the city but the highway was easy to get to. Annie was very pretty with nice tits (I was insanely jealous) and a belly that was bigger than a basketball. I thought she was already ready to deliver!

Tom showed me my room, which was more like a small condo. A bedroom, a small study and a bathroom. I loved it. That night, the first when I didn't wake up to dad's drunked yells, was pleasant. But I kept thinking of the money and wondered what would happen if I managed to fuck it all up.

The next morning was such a difference from my previous life. Tom and Annie sat at the dining table and ate cereal and toast. They talked about names for the baby. I think I had my first breakfast that was not in the school cafeteria. Then the questions started:

Do you smoke?

No.

Good. Do you drink?

No.

Good. Do you plan to have boyfriends over?

No.

Good. Can you drive?

No.

Bad. Okay, I will teach you. Do you have a cellphone?

Duh! No.

Of course. We'll get you one today. Don't run up the minutes. Do you have a warm jacket? Winter is coming.

No.

Okay. Did you like your room?

Yes.

Good. Are you afraid of the dark?

No.

Good. Have you used a washing machine?

No.

Okay. Annie would teach you. Dishwasher?

No.

Soon, we were in the city, at a mall. I got a new London Fog coat with detachable lining. Very warm and nice yellow color. I also got a cellphone and 2 pairs of shoes, gloves and a host of other things. It was as if all my 18 Christmases had come that day.

My driving lessons were not easy but Tom was an excellent teacher. Annie told me about how her pregnancy was proceeding and how I would have to handle her as it progressed. I got my full drivers license after just 2 weeks. The day before Tom got the Call. The project he had been working on had been bumped up and he would be leaving about a month early. The next day he was gone.

I think I was more scared of Tom's departure than Annie. Tom gave me a ton of instructions on various things and phone numbers of various people and how to get to them in case anything happens. The whole safety lecture.

That night I slept fitfully, finally getting out of bed at 4am. Annie was up too and sitting at the dining table. She smiled at me and said "Can I ask for a favor?" Sure! "Well, could you sleep with me? I can't seem to sleep alone in that bed"

So, from the next night onwards, I was sleeping in Tom and Annie's bed. She was growing so fast that I was afraid she would simply explode. And her breasts were ballooning as well.

Soon, I was becoming her personal maid. I would massage her legs and feet and her arms. I would slather cocoa butter on her belly. I was taking her for checkups and I would be clothing her. Then, one day I was helping her get her naked body in the bath. Seeing her naked made my throat go dry...

Then one day, I realized that my bras were getting very tight, leaving red marks all over. Annie realized it too and we went shopping for bras. I was now officially a B-cup! Yay! I now had money to spend but Annie waved me off.

Annie and I would sleep spooned up. My body would be all perked up all night. Every morning I HAD to masturbate or else I would explode. And then helping Annie get undressed, bathe and get her dressed wasn't helping either. Washing her in the bath was hell on me. Was I turning lesbo? If I had to be Annie's lesbo lover the rest of my life, I would be happy...

A week later, Annie was in the mood for some serious Italian food. So, we went to the city to this grocery store that carried the finest Italian stuff. And right there in the middle of the pasta sauce aisle, Annie's water broke.

Thank God that her water broke where it did. I just held her hands and took her to Tom's SUV and drove straight to the hospital which was just a mile away and after 2 hours of labor, Josh was born. 7 lbs of screaming joy. Annie was in the hospital for 4 days and then we went home. 

Josh was a healthy boy. He had a HUGE apetite (drinking milk from his mother every 4 hours or so) and a HUGE scream if he was denied his food. Annie was exhausted for the first 3 weeks or so, while I was busy changing diapers and cooking and cleaning. Then, on Josh's 1st month birthday, Annie wanted a full body massage.

I stripped her, laid her on her stomach and started with her legs, her back, her neck, arms and then flipped her over. Her stomach was almost flat, another week and no one would be able to tell that she just had a baby, except for her tits. They were HUGE. And the nipples were firehose nozzles. When the massage was done, Annie said "Could you massage my breasts? I need to let some of the milk out. It is killing me".

Well, massaging did not help. My desert dry throat did not help either. I apologized and helped her into the bath. That did not help either. Josh was eating less. He didn't help either. By evening, Annie was a mess. She just wanted to get some milk out. Finally she broke down and begged me to suckle from her breasts... I tried my best not to show my eagerness but there I was. Aye Aye Captain! In a flash, showing my eagerness, I opened her top, her maternity bra and started suckling. My mouth filled with the milk and I drank like I was starving. The milk was delicious. Once the pressure wore off, Annie was fast asleep. Now there was a new routine. Every evening, I would massage her, bathe her (including soaping her and rinsing her) and work in some body butter all over and then, I would suckle her and she would drift off...

After a month of drinking Annie's milk, I realized that my breasts had grown again! I was practically jumping with joy when we went to the store and got C cup bras... Then, while I was playing with Josh, Annie went to another store and came back with a conspiratorial smile on her face. She wouldn't tell me what was on her mind but I am sure it was something...

That evening, when I was done bathing Annie, she said "Now, before you put the body butter on me, shave my pussy". I had never shaved anyone but then again, it was my job. Thanks to guidance, direction and lots of encouragement from Annie, I was able to shave off her entire pubic region, and after working in some baby oil, her pussy looked fantastic! I am no expert on pussies but I think anyone would be hardpressed to tell that Josh came out of that hole not all that long ago. Annie's voice broke my line of thinking "I think I will lie here naked while you go shower and oh, the blue bag over there, wear the things inside it after you have shaved off and oiled your pussy as well".

My heart must have beat hard enough to let the neighbors a mile down know that I was nervous. But, a command is a command. I looked at myself in the mirror, admiring my freshly shaven pussy and I looked both older and younger than I remembered. The blue bag contained a scarf, a G-string and a pair of 4 inch high heels. I must have looked like a whore when I left the bathroom but Annie's eyes lit up. She grabbed my neck by the scarf and said "Eat me till I tell you to stop". I gave her the blankest possible look I could. I had no idea what she was talking about. Talk about naive!

Well, that evening was very educational. Annie ate me out a few times, triggering orgasms, no ORGASMS that I did not even know existed. Under her tutelage, I learned how to give her orgasms, including one that nearly broke my neck when she wrapped her legs around my head and rolled. I think was becoming a lesbian at that stage, having had exactly one sexual partner. But Annie felt that I was ripe to sample male flesh. But before that could happen, I should be on the pill. She took me to her gyn doc and got me checked out (my hymen was still intact!) and got me on the pill. We were waiting for the first month with the pill to be over when Tom called. His project was over and he was coming home tomorrow!

I have never in my life, before or since, seen someone as excited as Annie. She truly loved him. Tom's flight was coming in the morning. Annie told me to take care of Josh and not wait up for her and Tom. They might be late. Her smile told volumes... The next afternoon, when Josh had been fed, changed and had gone to sleep, my eyes started to water and then the dam broke. I broke down crying, wondering if my wonderful life was coming to an end. I am sure Tom would give me the bonus but what after that? Was I going to be kicked back into the gutter where Tom had found me? I wanted to get away from my previous life as far as possible. Was I Annie's fucktoy only till Tom showed up?

These thoughts did not stop. At night, when Annie and Tom had not returned, I moved Josh to my room (mostly unused for months) and slept fitfully. I did not know when the two returned. But in the morning, Annie gently woke me up and handed me a bag "Shit, shower and shave. Wear everything in this bag and meet us in the master bedroom". The bag consisted of 6 inch heels, a half-cup bra (D cup, did I tell you I grew some more), fire engine red lipstick and nail polish. 45 minutes later, I was negotiating the flight of stairs using every handhold I could find! These heels were impossible to walk on. Luckily

I didn't have anything in my hands...

I knocked and Annie opened the door. On the bed, I could see Tom with his cock erect. I leaned on Annie as she took me to the bed, where she ate me to an orgasm before turning to Tom and saying "She is now ready. Remember, she is a virgin. Be gentle." Tom slowly sank his cock in me over many minutes, and aside from the short pain of my hymen breaking, it was pure pleasure. The next 24 hours are a blur as Tom and Annie and I tried out all possible combinations there were. By the end, my body was screaming for relief and recovery. Tom had a very nice cock that filled me well, in any of the 3 holes. Annie taught me the proper way of rimming a man, with subtle differences from rimming a woman.

I lived with Tom and Annie for many years and we developed genuine love for each other. Tom, being the ever practical person, pushed me to go to college and gain a B.S. in Industrial Engineering and have a career. My sexual education also continued, involving other trusted people, whips, chains, piercings and my favorite gangbangs. My nanny and engineering wages were deftly handled by Tom's financial advisor and when I left Tom and Annie to go to MBA school, I had more than a million dollars in my account. I did my MBA from a very prestigious program and soon I started a few businesses, sold one to Clorox and another to Cisco. I moved to Bay Area and invested in various early stage startups.

Now I am in my 40s and kind of semi-retired. 6 months ago, I bought this large ranch in Northern California and work and play here. I am going to close this now. It is just before 4 in the afternoon and for the last 3 months, 4 to 6 is reserved for these two 20-year old young men who ravish every square inch of my body... 

Maid



Taking her two index fingers Daphne slipped them into her mouth, pulling apart her cheeks before lowering her head onto the engorged prick in front of her. Sliding as much of the throbbing erection down her gullet as possible, she slobbered noisily upon Mr. Dickinson's cock, for after all, she was a noisy slut. She felt him place his hands onto her shock of brunette curls, he being careful not to crumple her maid's cap which sat tellingly on her head.

"Suck it, Daphne, God, suck it hard!" Mr. Dickinson groaned, leaning back in his plush, brown leather chair. He momentarily peered around him contentedly in his lavish study, thinking to himself what a lucky devil he really was. His shirt was unbuttoned and his pants unzipped; he stared hungrily upon the devastatingly gorgeous maid, her cheeks puffed, her red lips spread wide around his erection. 

Daphne let him spill from her mouth, a slick trail of pre-cum and saliva dangling from her lips. Taking hold of the base of his cock she pulled hard upon him, using her tongue to tickle the tip of his circumcised, purple dome. Mr. Dickinson groaned approvingly. 

"I love sucking your big cock!" Daphne breathed, sucking his glistening shaft back into her mouth, her head bobbing up and down in quick motions.

"Fuck," Mr. Dickinson replied, his hips thrusting upward, his member disappearing in and out of Daphne's wet mouth, "and I love you sucking me." He saw her duck under him and felt her tongue dance delicately around his balls. "Nasty," he commented, a devil-like grin stretched across his lips. And to think that he first objected to his wife's insistence on a ...

"I'll give you 'nasty'" she retorted, sucking on her index finger before slowly penetrating his asshole. Mr. Dickinson squirmed as her finger entered his anus; she was nasty. Daphne continued to lick and suck on his balls as she frigged his asshole, she being mindful not to hurt him with her fingernail. She gripped his engorged cock with her free hand and tugged enthusiastically on it; lesser men would have blown their loads all over her by now. 

"Are you going to fuck me, Mr. Dickinson?" Daphne asked him, playfully. Her cunt throbbed with saturated anticipation. She slipped her finger from his ass and slid her hand between her legs to part her dripping slit, scooping a slick film of honey onto her fingertips which she then applied to her employer's prick. Daphne then licked its length, savoring her pussy-cream off his fat rigid erection.

"Try and stop me," he growled, his eyes devouring her shapely form which was poured into her clutching black and white uniform. Her melon-heavy breasts swelled precariously within the entrapping of a black corset, pink nipples threatening to burst free of the frilly rim. The smooth, warm globes were decorated with droplets of spit and pre-cum which glistened like awarded medals of a slut. As he pulled her to her feet he noticed that her thighs, wrapped in slinky black stockings with matching suspender straps were also splattered with the tell-tale splotches of her sucking..

Daphne unclipped and stepped out of the frilly dress, kicking it to one side. She now stood before him wearing naught but her figure-clenching corset, stockings and suspenders, which were attached to a lacy black belt that circled her hips. Taking hold of his erection Daphne climbed on top of her excited employer. Positioning her puffy, wet slit atop his bulbous dome, she slowly slid downward onto him, hissing as his girth filled her. As she settled down onto him his hands gripped her waist, fingers slipping beneath her suspenders to take hold of her hot flesh.

"Tight fucking slut," he grunted, his hands slipping up her corset to grasp her slim waist. Mr. Dickinson pulled her forward so that her breasts swam before his face. His tongue lashed out at her supple flesh, tasting her perfume, desperately trying to root out her nipples which confoundedly hid from his touch. As he sought out her teats Daphne bounded on top of him, lifting then sinking her wet puss onto his cock in a determined, grinding motion. Mr. Dickinson slapped her left buttock with his open palm, stinging her. Daphne rolled her eyes back with pleasure, her mouth forming an 'O' which she then let go a series of high pitched squeals in rapid succession. It reminded him of a small dog, and it excited him.

"Yeah, fuck me, fuck me!" Daphne moaned, bouncing wildly on the thrusting lap of Mr. Dickinson, who had now scooped her breasts from her corset and was gleefully playing with them. He tweaked her nipples between finger and thumb, and roughly too, pulling on the bullet-like teats as if they were made of rubber. Leaning into her thrashing body, Mr. Dickinson sucked on each nipple, feverishly rolling his tongue across them as he hungrily slurped on them with pursed lips. Letting his right hand fall underneath the jutting buttocks of his maid he sought out her asshole, fidgeting there before inserting the digit within. His thick finger was akin to a small cock, and Daphne groaned her approval.

"You like that?" he asked, breathing heavily, thrusting upward, his finger burying deeper into her ass.

"Fuck, yeah!" Daphne cried, now resting her hands on his shoulders. She fucked Mr. Dickinson with energized gusto, her stocking thighs landing upon his lap with a thud, thud, thud, flattening his trapped hand, his gorgeous cock throbbing wondrously within he tight, wet cunt.

"That's it!" grunted Mr. Dickinson, "fuck that cock! Fuck that cock, you fucking slut!"

"Yeah," Daphne cooed through closed eyes, "call me your little slut!"

"You nasty whore," he continued, his finger slipping from her asshole to slap and then grip her buttock, "you fucking cock-hungry slut --"

"I'm coming!" Daphne exclaimed, for being the horny slut she was name-calling always toppled her over the edge. Her pussy squeezed her master's fat prick as a cunt-spasm exploded within her, sending ripples of electric pleasure through her. Mr. Dickinson steadied her by holding tightly onto her waist, continuously jack-hammering his rigid erection into her climaxing puss, never letting up with the name-calling that turned her on so.

"Fuck, oh fuck," Daphne moaned, her downward lunges easing off, she wanting to enjoy the after-glow sensation of her orgasm. Mr. Dickinson's hands were everywhere; roaming across her nipple-sensitive breasts, tugging them pinching them, his palms open and kneading her melon-heavy globes. 

"I want to fuck your ass," Mr. Dickinson said, pulling her close to him to kiss her fully on her mouth. She sucked on his tongue before murmuring a 'fuck, yeah', the maid then lifting herself off his iron-hard prick. Finding her balance, Daphne sunk to her knees once more and, gripping his cock her hand licked the glistening shaft before sucking him into her mouth. Nothing tasted better than her own honey dripping from a fat cock.

Daphne rose to her feet and turned round, presenting her curvaceous rear to her master. With his erection bobbing in the air Mr. Dickinson climbed off his comfy-chair and fell to his knees, he then attacking Daphne's wet slit with his tongue. Holding her hips the randy fellow lapped and lubed his maid's asshole, driving his tongue deep into her succulent brown rose. Daphne moaned, resting her hands on her knees as she squirmed with her master's tongue in her anus.

"Sit," he commanded her, falling back into the chair, pulsating man-meat in hand. Taking hold of her buttocks Daphne backed into him, positioning her asshole above him, his bulbous dome nudging the entrance to her tight ass. She reached behind her to steady herself with his hands. Like this Daphne eased her asshole down onto him, a centimeter at a time. Mr. Dickinson remained motionless, resisting the urge to thrust upwards and impale her on his rigorous shaft. 

"That's it, baby," Mr. Dickinson hissed, as Daphne raised and lowered herself upon his prick. More and more of his cock slid slowly into her sucking asshole, saliva and sweat lubricating the tight passage. 

"God, your cock is so big!" Daphne cried, throwing back her hair, her maid's cap loosening, falling to one side of her head. Mr. Dickinson's hands had reached around her and were now roughly kneading her breasts. His prick throbbed within her, was being squeezed like the jaws of a python, ye Gods; it wouldn't be long now before he blew his load.

"Finger me," Daphne begged him, Mr. Dickinson complying as one of his hands left her jutting breasts to fall between her thighs. His index finger sought out and found her clit, he now playing with the nipple-like button. Daphne's hand joined his and together they brought her to her second climax of the afternoon, she shuddering on his lap, his cock twitching threateningly within her.

"You wanna come?" the maid asked him over her shoulder, though Mr. Dickinson thought she was telling him to come. He surely did, and badly. 

"Make me come, make me come," he groaned, now putty in her hands. Daphne climbed off him and turned on her knees to face his glistening, sticky erection. Taking handfuls of her thick mane she placed her hair behind her shoulders before lowering her head to swallow some of his twitching shaft. Daphne then gripped his cock and slipped it between her breasts, she leaning forward to accommodate his slippery prick. 

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck ..." Mr. Dickinson groaned, the sensation overwhelming; warm, succulent, smooth flesh wrapped sumptuously around his unflinching cock, it was simply too much for one man to bear.

"Come on me, come on me!" Daphne cooed, taking his shaft in her hand and pulling frantically upon him, rubbing his mushroomed dome off her round breasts. As he squirmed and writhed in the chair, his eyes closing, face grimacing, Daphne recognized the signs and placed his twitching erection onto her outstretched tongue. She was immediately awarded with a deluge of hot, salty cum, it blasting from Mr. Dickinson's pumping prick. She swallowed much of his climax, letting the rest of his oozing man-goo drip from her lucent lips.

"Oh baby ..." he murmured contentedly, bleary-eyed, spent. 

"Yummy," the insatiable Daphne giggled, licking his tacky length, now softening between her fingers.

Just then the telephone rang, its insistent chiming intrusive. Mr. Dickinson struggled to locate it, the receiver tumbling on the desk before he bought it to his ear. 

"Oh, hello darling," he said, winking at Daphne. She licked her lips and sucked on a cum-coated finger. "Sure. Really? Ok, well, in that case, why don't you stay at your mother's for another week," he suggested, Daphne then taking hold of his hand and teasingly sucking on one of his fingers. "The new maid is handling all of your duties beautifully!" 

Fin



Maid Adventures



'How can this kitchen be so small' Thought Dustin getting a cup out of the cupboard before going over to the counter to pour some coffee, no matter what way he turned he would end up running into Tamera. 

It seemed where ever he wanted to go there she would be, her soft light brown skin brushing up against his, or her nubile body would pressing against him as her large breasts pushed against his back as she reached around him to get something.

Doing the dishes were the worst, her side would continuously brush up against him and her hands would skim his as she reached for one of the dishes to wash. Opening the fridge Dustin peeked at Tamera out of the side of his eyes. 

There she was with her long silky black hair framing her beautiful face as she chewed on the edge of a pen, her lips curled up into a smile showing off her pearly white teeth as she made her shopping list.

Dustin sighed, Tamera was one of the most beautiful girls he had ever known and he had been hopelessly in love ever since she had come and started to live with him a year and a half ago. 

"Ok I think that's everything we need on the list. I'll go change and then we can go to the market, is that ok with you master?" asked Tamera.

"Sure I'll wait for you in the den." Said Dustin trying to get out of the room as fast as he could to hide the bulge in his pants, as he left he didn't see Tamera smile at him as he walked away.

"Ok Master" Said Tamera knowing that it always drove him up the wall with desire when she called him master. Ohh he tried to hide it but it was hard to hide the bulge in his pants when he was in slacks.

And she could always feel his eyes on her when they were in the same room, like he was disrobing her with them. 'Now if only he would do it with his hands instead' she thought wearily to herself.

Giving her master one last smile Tamera hurried up to her room to choose something to wear. Smiling to herself she thought about how cute her master always looked when he was flustered and how much she enjoyed teasing him when they were in close quarters and using every chance she could to touch him. 

Yeah she did tease her master by brushing up against him or wearing slightly revealing clothing but she wasn't doing it to be mean. She was doing it in the hope that her master would finally admit his feelings and tell her he loved her, or at least try and get in her pants.

That is what frustrated her that the nicest man she had ever met refused to touch her because he thought he would be taking advantage of her.

Tamera thought back to a year ago when her family had been so indebt that she and her siblings had been sentenced to slavery until they could pay the ever increasing debts their parents racked up.

She had been so scared about where she would end up and what would happen to her; now that her citizenship had been revoked she had no rights and would be at the mercy of her new master.

But somehow she had ended up on Dustin's doorstep, his mother; a duchess of some land out in the southern mountains had been at the court and quickly bought her. 

Dustin's mother had been worrying about her son living alone in his town house while he taught at the college, he had turned down her offers to get him a maid again and again saying that it would be weird having someone do his chores for him or take care of him. But for some reason when they had met instead of turning her away he had quickly ushered her inside.

When she first met Dustin she had been surprised, she hadn't known what to expect and was picturing the worst. But when the door was opened she was not expecting someone who was only a couple of years older than her twenty-one. The first thing she noticed was that he was slightly skinny and stood a good head taller than her. 

But as she took in his face she saw his nice smile and inquisitive eyes hidden behind a thin pair of glasses she started to think how cute his face was with the curly brown hair growing down over his ears.

Tamera had quickly started to feel at home in Dustin's house, when she had moved in he had sat her down to talk and told her that he would do a lot of the chores himself and that she didn't have to worry about him taking advantage of her. 

The amount of chores she ended up with were small and if Dustin was home he would usually end up helping her fold the laundry or cook supper, and doing the dishes was always a team effort. She loved doing the dishes, just standing there talking and laughing with Dustin as his body pressed up against hers.

Entering her room Tamera quickly went to her closet and got out one of her nice skirts and a top that would be sure to give Dustin a good view of her flat toned stomach and large breasts. As she put on the clothes she started to get depressed wondering what it would take to get her master to do something. 

Her mood quickly started to lighten back up once she remembered that her friend sandy would be working at the tea shop in the market today and might be able to help her.

The two had met a year ago when Tamera had gotten bored while Dustin was away at a conference in another city. He at first invited her to come along but she had gotten sick. Then he had offered to stay behind and take care of her and while Tamera would have loved to have him taking care of her she knew that the conference was important and told him to go without her.

Eventually he conceded and she had wound up staying alone at the house. And just to make things worse the cold went away the next day meaning she could have went. Annoyed she had decided to go out to the market and spend some of the money her master had given her to shop for herself. 

That is where she met Sandy when she dropped into a little tea shop to rest her feet from all of the shopping. The two had quickly hit it off and became close friends. And both of them had something very important in common. Sandy was married to her former master and was surprised to learn that Tamera was in love with hers.

"Hey girl what up you don't seem very happy? Dustin didn't do anything to you did he, I will go and knock that head right off if you want me to." asked Sandy sitting down across the small table where Tamera was sitting.

"No he hasn't done anything and that's the problem" sighed Tamera crossing her arms on the table. "I don't know what more I need to do. Practically the only thing I haven't done is sprawl out naked on his bed and yell come and get me."

Sandy chuckled at her friend, she had been watching the couple for months and was honestly wondering what was taking Dustin so long to make a move. She had asked him one day when he had come in and apparently he just brushed Tamera's actions off as being nice and his own wishful thinking. The only reason she hadn't slapped him over the head and sat him straight was that Tamera had asked her to not interfere.

"Well you don't have to go that far but I do have an idea of something you can do." Said sandy idly stirring her spoon in her tea.

"Ohh what's that?" asked Tamera perking up.

"Well it's what I used to get my husband to finally propose to me. There is a small shop at the edge of the market that sales special pieces of clothing, if you find something from there and wear it I guarantee he won't be able to resist ripping them off of you." Said sandy.

As the two women came up with a plan and set off to get Tamera something to wear Dustin was walking around a book store, his mind more on a certain black haired girl than on the leather bound tomes surrounding him. 

He had about lost it when Tamera walked into the room, her short skirt showing off her beautiful long legs. And the combination of her peach colored lipstick and the way her knuckles would constantly brush up against his had him ready to pull her into one of the alleyways and do many unspeakable things to that beautiful body.

He really didn't know how much longer his self-restraint would last before it just snapped. Thankfully he had been able to slip into a book store to calm down a bit while Tamera spent some time in her favorite tea shop. Looking out the window Dustin watched as Tamera walked towards the store not noticing the new bag that had been added to the bags of groceries.

Dustin sat cleaning his glasses while putting off grading his students papers till tomorrow, instead his mind drifted to Tamera. She had been acting weird the entire evening after they had gotten back from the market. 

He had noticed her sneaking peaks his way and giggling to herself, and he could swear that the kitchen had shrunk even more since earlier that day. Deep in thought he didn't notice his door open or hear Tamera where she snuck up behind him at his desk.

"I turned the lights off and locked the doors. I'm about to go to bed unless you need anything else.." Said Tamera each syllable seeming to promise something Dustin had been trying all night to keep himself from imagining. "Master"

Dustin's back stiffened as he heard her call him master, it always turned him on whenever she called him master, but the way she had said it that time had given him an instant hard on. 

Turning around he was shocked to see what Tamera was wearing, It was a thin sheer teddy with matching panties and looked like something more at home in some sultan's harem. 

Her large chocolaty breasts were capped by two perky nipples that were poking hard against the material. And her long legs were on full view from her cute little toes all the way up to her slim hips. The only thing he couldn't see was her delicious pussy, a thin piece of dark blue fabric hid it from him. Taking a deep breath and counting to ten Dustin forced himself to look at her eyes and not at the large amount of exposed breasts starring him in the face.

"N..no no I'm good I think I'm about to turn in to." Stuttered Dustin, his plan of focusing on her face had badly back fired. Her beautiful eyes and cute pouty lips were just as enticing as her barely clothed breasts were. He watched a sad expression come over her face before she turned around and walked over to the door. Dustin watched as her round little ass cheeks moved back and forth as she slowly walked towards the door.

Finally something in side of Dustin snapped, his love and lust for this beautiful woman who had entered his life took over his more rational side and caused him to leap up from his chair and rush towards her retreating form.

"Ok Master if you are sure, I'll be in my room if you need me." Tamera barely had touched the door knob before she felt herself pressed up against the wood, her master's body pressing up against her back. Tamera just stood there stiff with excitement as her heart and mind was filled with hope.

She felt Dustin nuzzle his face into the side of her neck, his breathing heavy and slow.

"Do you know what you are doing to me?" Asked Dustin, his voice muffled by her long hair.

"Master?" asked Tamera exhaling the breath she had been holding in. As the word left her mouth she felt herself get pressed harder against the door and the large bulge in his pants rubbing up against her exposed ass.

"Do you have any idea what that does to me when you call me that?" asked Dustin moving his hands up her side and palming her breasts. He started to kneed and play with them through the fabric as his lips sucked at the sensitive skin of her neck. 

"Every time you call me that all I can imagine is ripping those cloths off and fucking that beautiful body of yours." Dustin said darkly before grabbing large handfuls of the fabric and pulling it down ripping her teddy and exposing her breasts and stomach to the night air.

Tamera let out a gasp as her now exposed breasts rubbed up against the door, her master's hands now moving south to rest on her hips. Tamera's breath started to come in short gasps of anticipation as her masters lips moved down to her shoulders and his hands cupped her ass.

"And this beautiful little bubble butt of yours, I can hardly control myself when you are bent over in those tight little pants you love so much. It's all I can do not to just start fucking you right there on the spot." He said his fingers rubbing over the top of her panties, lightly brushing over her pussy. As his fingers rubbed over the lacy fabric he noticed a large wet spot under his fingers from Tamera's excitement.

"Mmm it seems my beautiful little slave is getting as turned on as I am" said Dustin running his hand down under her panties and rubbing his fingers over the wet lips of her vagina. "Tell me have you ever let any one touch you down here?" asked Dustin.

"No..No only you master" said Tamera moving her hips a bit and trying to get a little more friction against his long fingers. Dustin rubbed his fingers over the lips of her vagina, teasing her as he let them dip in a bit and rub against the inside of her pussy before bringing them back out to lightly rub inside of them. Pushing her up harder against the door he started to grind his hips against her butt as he thrusted his fingers into her core.

Tamera was beyond turned on, she had always known her master to be kind and gentle and this new forceful side was an erotic surprise to both her and apparently him. She shivered as his hands roamed her body, his fingers playing with her hardened nubs before running down to tease her pussy. Moaning Tamera rubbed her hips against Dustin's hand as he slipped in a second then a third finger, his long slender fingers scratching all the right places and driving her crazy.

"Cum for me, show your master just what a horny little slave you are" commanded Dustin. Tamera couldn't hold it in, the way he was playing with her pussy combined with the commanding and possessive tone when he called her his slave. Moaning loudly Tamera came gushing juices that ran down the inside of her legs.

"Mmm you taste delicious I'm defiantly going to have seconds." Said Dustin bringing his cum covered fingers up and licking them, grabbing a shoulder Dustin spun her around. One had dropping down to rip her panties off, leaving her standing there totally naked. 

"Does your slave please you master?" asked Tamera watching as Dustin's eyes and hands travelled all over her body. She thought that this must be what prey feels like, being stared at like a piece of meat in front of a hungry wolf.

"More than you can imagine." Said Dustin cupping her cheek in his hand and leaning down for a deep long kiss that streatched on for millennia. As their tongues slid over one another's they both seemed to instantly know that this was more than just sex, a lot more. 

The two's lips met as they pressed their body's against each other, opening her lips she allowed Dustin's tongue to enter her mouth deepening the kiss. Pressing her up against the door with his hands Dustin started to kiss down her neck and chin before working his way back up to her mouth.

"Let me hear that beautiful voice of yours slave, let your master know just how much you enjoy being his personal little sex toy." Said Dustin his lips working their way down to the delicious globes of flesh that he had been dreaming about. He hungrily kissed and licked at the light brown globes, his hands kneading the flesh as his tongue played with her nipples. Tamera let out a loud series of moans as Dustin sucked on her breasts, her fingers running through his hair as she pulled him closer to her. 

Dustin took one of her breasts in his mouth, sucking on the hardened nub, his tongue licking around the large areola before flicking it and earning a moan from Tamera. Dustin paid equal attention to each of her beautiful breasts, running his fingers over the soft flesh as his lips sucked and kissed her skin.

Kissing his way down Dustin made sure to pay proper respects to the beautiful toned stomach he had spent so much time starring at. His hands roamed up and down her sides feeling her ribs under her lean muscles. He took his time kissing at the flat toned stomach, his lips leaving a trail from the valley of her breasts down to her belly button.

Rubbing his hands over the side of her hips he started to place light kisses making a trail down from her belly button and ending around her pussy, light little sucking kisses that teased her skin and brought whimpers of desire. Growing bolder he stared to kiss the around the lips of her vagina, running his tongue along the seam where they split.

He listened to her moan, growing bolder and harder as he kissed the inside of her leg, slowly getting closer and closer to her glistening petals. Kissing the outside of her pussy he ran his tongue in a long line over her slit before dipping it in deeper to taste her honey sweet juices.

"Please master more please" begged Tamera between breaths as his tongue assaulted her inner core, licking everywhere it could touch trying to sop up her juices. Somehow his tongue seemed to know right where to go licking all the right places as his fingers played with her clit. Moaning again she grabbed a hand full of Dustin's hair and used it to pull his face against her as she came.

As the honey like liquid gushed out Dustin kept licking trying to get all the juices he could though most ended up on his chin. Once the flow subsided he started to kiss his way back up Tamera's body making it to her lips he planted little kisses on her cheeks and the side of her mouth before diving into another deep kiss. As they drew back to get some air Tamera placed her hands on the side of his face holding him still as she leaned in and licked her own juices off of his face before kissing him back.

As the two kissed Tamera started to remove Dustin's clothing tossing his shirt away and letting his pants fall to the floor freeing his large erection. Tamera felt the hot stiff rod press up against her belly, her body stiffening in expectation of it entering her. Instead she felt her self being picked up and carried over to the bed. Tamera was laid down with her head on the pillow, turning over she watched as her master finished disrobing.

As her master approached Tamera rolled over on her back and opened her legs, her hands coming down to spread her lips showing her master her dripping pussy. "Take me master I want to be yours, I want you to cum in my dirty black cunt and claim me." Pleaded Tamera as Dustin slowly climbed up the bed and held himself above her, Tamera could fill the precum dripping off of him and landing on her stomach. Wrapping her legs around his body Tamera started to grind her pussy up against his shaft getting the hard rod wet as he kissed her neck.

"Don't worry slave I'm going to take you over and over again. From now on you are going to be my personal little sex slave." Said Dustin his lips claiming hers as he positioned himself in front of her entrance, the large head of his cock pressing up against her wet lips. Tamera winced a bit as the large cock entered her. Dustin slowly slid in inch after inch, his cock stretching the tight velvety walls.

A smile crossed his face as he enjoyed the way Tamera's body writhed under his as he slid deeper into her. After a long agonizing minute of taking it slow Dustin's cock pressed against her hymen. Pulling out her looked down into her eyes, Tamera met his gaze and shook her head in a small nod. Dustin leaned down and gave Tamera a small kiss on her lips before leaning back and covering his face in a smirk.

The large rod streatched out against her walls as it quickly slid inside and broke her hymen, but the pain was soon forgotten as her masters hands massaged her body, waiting for her to become accustomed to his size. Once the pain had faded Dustin started to thrust in and out of Tamera loving the feel of her hot wet tunnel as it gripped his cock.

Looking down Dustin about came right then from the look of ecstasy on Tamera's face, the constant stream of small moans urging him on he quickly picked up his pace till all that could be heard was the slapping of skin against skin. Dustin's cock pumped in and out of Tamera's tight virgin pussy, stretching it more each time as it went in farther. Dustin loved the sight of the hot exotic body writhing under him as he fucked her pussy and slowed his thrusts so he could take his time and drink in the sight of his lover. 




Maid Adventures



"Ahh Master I'm going to cum." Shouted Tamera her muscles clinching and tightening around Dustin's cock as she came, the tight vice quickly bringing Dustin to his limit, his cock bulging as he emptied his self into her womb. Looking down Tamera watched as Dustin removed his cock from her wet snatch, licking her lips at the thick white cum that was still dripping off the tip.

"Ohh masters cock is all dirty; I suppose it's my duty now to clean it up." She said before leaning forward and kissing the tip of Dustin's cock.

Tamara slowly wrapped her lips around the side of Dustin's cock, her hot breath teasing the skin as her lips worked up and down his shaft. Her cute pink lips kissing at the base of his cock as her thumb rubbed over the sensitive head. Tamara continued to slowly stroke him off with her soft fingers as her lips made their way down to his balls, her lips sucking on them one after the other before licking her way back to the top.

"Masters cock tastes so yummy" she said sucking on the tip of Dustin's cock.

"Master will give you a present that will taste even better if you do a good job." Dustin said and placing his hand on the back of her head and pushing it forward. More of her hot mouth quickly covered his aching cock, and the feel of her wet tongue sliding over his pole sent shivers down his spine. Soon Dustin started to thrust into her mouth causing her to gag at the size of my cock as it pressed against her throat.

"Is this your first time sucking cock?" Dustin asked rubbing a hand over her cheek.

"Yes master" she said and Dustin just smiled at her a minute before bending over and gently kissing her on her lips.

"It's ok my beautiful little slave we will have lots of time for you to practice. So for now why don't you just take what you can." Dustin said running his fingers though her long black hair. Tamara looked back up at him with her trusting eyes and went back to work sucking on his cock, working more and more in until it bumped up agents the back of her throat.

"I'm going to cum Tamara." Dustin grunted before cuming and coating her mouth and throat in rope after rope of my thick cum. He was in heaven as her lips wrapped around his cock sucking down his cum like water from a fountain.

"Master is so generous giving his little slave such a tasty present" chirped Tamara as she kissed at Dustin's stomach above his cock and slowly stroked it back up to its length. "Looks like master is ready for round two now." Said Tamera licking the sides of his shaft.

"Turn around slave I want you to get on your hands and knees and put that beautiful little ass of yours high up in the air." Commanded Dustin, starring at the beautiful shapely ass he had wanted to fuck for so long. Reaching out he grabbed onto her ass and started to play with the shapely mounds of flesh. 

Grapping her butt he bent his head closer and started to kiss and lick at the cheeks, his finger playing around the edge of her small asshole. "Ohh your ass and pussy are just so beautiful I could spend all night just eating them out." Said Dustin his tongue licking up from her abused pussy to her ass, Tamera pushed back covering all of Dustin's face with her soft cheeks.

"Please master finish claiming your little slave girl by fucking her in her dirty ass." Begged Tamera her hands spreading her firm light brown cheeks and revealing her puckered little anus. Dustin bent down and licked around the beautiful orifice before sticking a bit of his thumb in causing Tamera to squirm and moan into the bed. 

"I'm going to turn you into my own little cum dumpster slave" said Dustin before sitting up and thrusting hard into Tamera's ass. The beautiful black haired woman could only moan in pleasure as her ass was stuffed with his cock, the motion as he rocked causing waves of pleasure to wash over her.

"Yes turn me into you cum dumpster, I'll be masters own personal cock sleeve that master can use to get himself off." Said Tamera astonished at the words coming out of her mouth, but for some reason they felt right. Dustin couldn't keep up the assault on her beautiful ass long after the epic blow job she gave him so deciding to cool off for a second he pulled out when a brilliant idea entered his mind.

"Master please I need to feel you in me again; your little slave needs to feel you inside her." Tamera was surprised when she felt him let go of her and move over to the side of the bed. At first she started to get sad thinking she had done something to displease him but when she looked around she saw him lying on his back and motioning for her.

"I think it's your turn to be on top this time, I want to watch those beautiful breasts of your bounce as you ride my cock." Said Dustin grapping her hand and dragging her over him. 

Tamera quickly climbed on top of Dustin, her pussy dripping onto his cock as she rubbed it up and down the stiff rod, leaning down Tamera bent down slowly as her lips touched Dustin's. Dustin opened his mouth letting her tongue slowly slide in and explore, allowing her set the speed for now.

Tamera chose to set a slower more passionate speed letting her tongue travel all over his mouth memorizing every shape and taste. Pulling back from the kiss Tamera locked eyes with her master, each soaking in the sight of the other as both sets of eyes filled with love and a sense of desire that had been burning for months. Placing her hands on his chest to balance herself she slowly started to let herself down, engulfing the large cock in her tight wet core.

Not breaking eye contact she slowly started to slide her body up and down the shaft, teasing Dustin with slow long strokes as she lifted her self practically off of his cock before slowly sliding back down them. 

"Master look at your cock going in and out of my pussy. I love how your big white cock looks fucking my little black pussy." She said as she slowly bounced up and down on his cock. Placing her hands on his chest to steady herself she looked at the contrast in colors loving how her mocha colored skin stood out against his pale white complexion.

Smiling at him she slowly started to speed up, twirling her hips in a circular motion as she bounced up and down on his cock. Dustin just laid there enraptured by the image of Tamera on top of him, her hair flowing wildly behind her and her cute firm breasts swaying as her hot wet cunt bounced up and down on his cock.

"Mmm Master yes, fuck me, fuck your dirty little slave with your cock." moaned Tamera in a low voice. Sexily she slid her hands up his chest and arms until she could entwine her fingers with his, as she did this she also bent over placing her face right over his and causing her to have to go in a more back and forth motion.

Dustin started bucking his hips into Tamera causing her to fall forward and their lips to crash together. He could feel her soft breasts rubbing up against his chest, and the way she was laying causing his cock to go in deeper and tighter was about to make him cum, but just as he went to deepen the kiss Tamera pulled back.

As she pulled back and set up she brought his hands with her, slowly dragging them up her body cupping her firm light brown breasts. It did not take Dustin long to get the message and start to massage and play with her breasts as Tamera went back to sliding up and down his cock.

Dustin continued to rub his hands over her breast and stomach as he watched her bounce up and down on his cock. He could see her coming close to another climax as she threw her head back and let out a low moan. Speeding up Tamera lifted herself one last time before slamming down on top of Dustin's shaft causing both to cum soaking each other in their juices. 

Rolling off of Dustin, Tamera felt like she was in heaven as her whole body tingled and her heart filled with joy, and all she wanted to do was lay there wrapped up in his arms and fall asleep. But instead of feeling his warm embrace she felt him get up off the bed, turning around she watched as he got ready to stand up.

"Master, what are you..?" she started to ask worriedly only for him to lean down and silence her with a soft kiss.

"Don't worry my beautiful little slave I will be right back." He said before getting up and walking to the bathroom. Tamera could hear him rummaging around in the cabinets and the sound of running water and was starting to wonder what he was doing. She was about to disobey her master and go check on him when he came out carrying a washcloth and some fresh sheets.

Tamera just watched as he sat all the blankets down on the ground and was about to ask him what was going on when she felt the damp warm cloth pressed up against her cheek. Tamera sighed as her master rubbed the cloth over her face and neck, her heart filled with love as Dustin drug the cloth all over her body washing the cum and sweat off of her and planting small little kisses on the now cleaned skin.

She couldn't help but let out a small moan as the cloth traveled over her still sensitive clit and wiped in between the lips of her vagina. As the cloth moved down to the light brown globes of her ass she remembered that neither one of them had used any protection. The sudden thought of carrying her master's children caused her heart to fill with a hopeful joy and for her smile to grow even wider. 

As Dustin got done wiping down Tamera he felt her soft hand take the wash cloth from him and begin to drag it over his chest, cleaning him the same way he had just cleaned her. Tamera sat up wrapping one arm around his shoulder to pull her closer so she could wipe more of the sweat off of his chest and arms. Their faces just a nose length apart closed in as they kissed each other while Tamera continued rubbing him down with the cloth.

Throwing the cloth away and forgetting about the clean sheets in the floor Tamera drug Dustin down with her before the two rolled into the center of the bed, their arms wrapped around each other as their lips and tongues once again explored the others mouth.

"Master can I sleep in here with you tonight." Asked Tamera from where she was laying.

"Yes and you better get used to it because from now on you belong in here with me." Said Dustin wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close, Dustin gave her one last kiss on the head before they both gave into their exhaustion and drifted off to sleep.

The bright light seeping through his eyelids slowly woke Dustin up the next morning. Stretching out he felt something soft beside him, opening his eyes he though he saw the most beautiful sight in the world. Lying curled up beside him was Tamera the light shining behind her and turning her messy hair into a glowing halo as her slim naked body pressed up tighter against his.

"So it wasn't a dream?" said Dustin in a bewildered voice as last night came back to him.

"No master it was real" said Tamera opening her eyes and smiling up at him. "And I'm glad it way because I was this close to tying you to your bed and fucking you." She said wrapping her arms around him and giving him a kiss.

"You mean that you're not mad at me for taking advantage of you? Or calling you the things I did?" asked Dustin pulling back from the kiss and staring at her face trying to see if she was telling the truth or not.

"You didn't take advantage of me the whole purpose of that outfit was to get you to have sex with me. As for the rest, I am your loving little slave and you have no idea how much that turns me on." Said Tamera.

"Really?"

"Really. You are my master and I love you and want to stay with you for as long as you will let me." Said Tamera.

"Well then you better get comfortable because I love you Tamera and I am never letting you go." Said Dustin leaning in to kiss his beautiful companion.



Maid and Her Master



I picture myself in my office, working. You come in dressed in your maid uniform. The skirt barely covering your ass. Your legs accentuated by your black high heels, stockings and garters.

You ask if it's okay to clean and I indicate yes. I try to focus on work, but you bend at the waist every chance you get and give me glimpses if your pussy. I can't help but notice the tiniest bit of moisture between your lips. 

I walk over to you and kiss you passionately on the mouth and tell you that my cock is in dire need of cleaning. I present my had cock to you and you drop to your knees in front of me. 

You begin by slowly licking me up and down. You suck briefly on the head and swallow the drop of pre cum that was there and moan. As you take me into your mouth I gently run my fingers through your hair, being mindful of the small, white headpiece that is nestled toward the back of your head. 

You reach down and slide the silk aside as your fingers begin to rub your clit. Your fingers begin to work in and out of your pussy as you get wetter and wetter. 

Your attention to my cock has not faded and I sense myself on the edge. I tell you that if you don't slow down I will cum. You begin to suck harder and faster. I grip your pony tail as I scream and begin to cum in your mouth. You swallow and swallow and continue sucking until You have every last drop. 

You clean my cock with your tongue and I pull you onto your feet and kiss you deeply before leading you to my desk. I gently pick you up and set you on the edge of my desk where I kiss my way down to your hot pussy. I begin by kissing your inner thighs and all around your beautiful pussy. I tease you by gently breathing and blowing on your clit and pussy. I continue until you say, "Please, master." And I am more than happy to oblige. 

I slide my tongue deep into your pussy as far as it will go and begin to swallow the delightful wetness that has accumulated. I work back and forth between your pussy and clit, licking and sucking until you are moaning. You clutch my head against your pussy and arch your back as you begin to cum and I only suck with more fervor as you cover my lips and chin with your cum. I continue until you have cum twice more and are shaking in the aftermath of suck an intense orgasm. 

I slowly kiss my way back to your mouth and kiss you deeply again, slowly caressing your cheeks and neck. I can taste the mixture of your pussy and my cum, you begin to moan as you taste yourself.

You gently reach down and begin stroking my now hard cock before you whisper into my ear, "Master, will you please fuck me?"

I pick you up off the desk and turn you around and bend you over. I then slowly slide the head of my cock up and down your dripping pussy before grabbing your hips and sliding my whole length inside of you. I begin with long, slow strokes that slowly turns into the sound of my hips slamming against your firm, tight ass.

I pull my cock out of your pussy and you immediately turn around and take me into your mouth to taste your sweet pussy on my cock. I lead you to the couch and sit down. You straddle my hips and rub your pussy up and down on my cock until taking my cock in your hand and gently guiding it up into your pussy.

You begin to ride up and down on my firm cock and I pull the black material of your uniform down and take one nipple into my mouth and suck, then the other. I gently nibble on one and your moan out loud.

I pick you up, still buried deep in your pussy, and turn us around and lay you down on the couch. I grab your inner thighs and gently push them up so that I can push myself deeper into your pussy. I begin to fuck your hot pussy in earnest harder and faster until we are both on the edge. You reach up and grab for my chest as I rub your clit with my thumb. As I feel your pussy clamp down around my cock when you begin to cum I release a torrent of cum deep inside your pussy and we both moan loudly.

I collapse on top of you, both of us covered in sweat. We kiss deeply but softly. Basking in the glow of our pleasure.



Maid and Laid



It was a Sunday afternoon, and You were hosting a small party, for a few friends. You had not told me who those friends were - only that dinner would be served for six people - of course, as You did tell me, I would not be included...

...for You told me that my role was to serve You, Him, and Your guests...but I had not expected for You to insist on certain details...or perhaps I did, knowing You as I do.

I was in the kitchen, putting the finishing touches on a cheesecake, with fresh strawberries as a topping, and my skirt swished against my stockings as I moved to and fro...

...oh, skirt? Stockings? Of course You would have me dress as a maid for this party. Perhaps You were testing my submission, perhaps You wanted to see my reaction to being shown in this manner to Your guests tonight. But You dressed me in an outfit that was somewhat less revealing than a French maids' uniform, with a black sheer silk blouse and a relaxed crepe skirt, protected by a knee length apron, and the skirt hem about three inches above my knees. Of course, I was wearing a garter belt and stockings - this felt most unusual to me, but I soon savored the feeling of the garter belt around me.

My hair was coiffed and styled beautifully, and I was wearing makeup, personally applied to me by You. This was the first time that I had ever worn mascara, and I still was not used to the feeling, but I had to admit, after shaving my mustache off, that I did look pretty. And You seemed pleased, especially when I put the five inch stilettos on my feet...or tried to...

...this, You admitted, would be easier if You put them onto my feet, so I saw a sight that I never expected to see - You kneeling before me, holding my stockinged feet, and gently stroking them, before putting the black stilettos on to my feet.

Of course, You took pleasure earlier, as You prepared me for this evening, by making me endure an enema. Then, You waxed my body, removing my body hair, bit by bit, as I did my best to hold still for You. And the stockings felt very wonderful, as did the sleek black girdle panties You had told me to wear tonight. I felt very secure in the panties, which made me forget that my cock would have wanted to harden, to swell, to grow...

...but I was too busy, finishing the cheesecake, for dinner would be served in ten minutes, and You had told me that every course would be served at exactly the scheduled time, or else.

At that moment, I felt You standing behind me, Your hands gently rubbing my nipples through the apron and blouse. Not satisfied, You untied my apron, and removed it from me, and set it on the counter. Of course, all I did was breathe - I did not move from my position. You then stroked my nipples through the blouse, more insistently, more quickly...but my cock could not move, could not grow, imprisoned in the girdle panties as it was.

Then, I felt something being placed around my eyes - I was now blindfolded. Then, You told me to remove my blouse, and face You as I did, slowly, button by button, and You smiled at me, appreciating my performance for You, admiring my handsome chest and belly, framed from below by the suspender belt, framed from above by my made-up face.

Then, as I stood still, You lowered my arms, which were fully extended above my head, wrists crossed, as You had instructed me to do, and bound my wrists behind my back, with a wide band of something sleek and smooth, perhaps silk. Following this, You fastened a collar around my neck - not leather, but something very soft and plush. Clicking a leash to the o-ring on the collar, You led me out the kitchen door.

I guessed that I was in the dining room, but You led me past it, and into the living room. "Head straight," You prompted me softly, and I stiffened. Then, You removed the leash, and told me to kneel. I felt a pillow beneath my knees. 

"Thank You, Mistress," I said, softly.

"Now, Mine," You told me, "three of our guests are very damp, and they need to be cleaned." I heard several women laughing. "But, in order to clean them, they have to have cum first - so you must make them cum, then clean them, with just your mouth."

I heard a male voice now - it was Master. "There will be another test, of course." He pulled me to a standing position, and removed my skirt, leaving me in panties, stockings, stilettos, and suspender belt. "You should do something with him," He told You.

In a moment, I felt a brush tickling my nipples. "Some rouge will make you look very pretty," You told me. "Now, you may kneel."

He spoke. "This test will be simple - you will see who you have made cum after you are done, and you must correctly identify the order in which you did so. You will be rewarded in any event, and punished in any event also - they will be determined by Me, based on how well you do."

"Oh, there is one more thing that we will do first," You told me, pushing my back down, so my chest touched a pair of ice buckets, so my nipples were touching the ice. "Lift your ass, Mine, and do not move, because you will be Mine tonight." I did so, and You removed my panties, down to my ankles. Then, You pressed against me, and I felt something press against my ass.

I knew what was coming, but You gently stroked my back. "Just relax, Mine, and it will be easier for you." I relaxed as You thrust into me. It hurt, even though You had thoughtfully lubricated the strap-on, but You took Your time, and I became overwhelmed with the pain from Your strap-on, the pain of my nipples from the ice, and the embarrassment of knowing there were guests watching me be taken by You...but I held still, kept my nipples in the ice, and my ass in the air, even as you told me, "Yes, Mine, I am going to fuck you now, and maybe, if you relax, you may cum too..."

...and, since someone was stroking my cock, a someone with a warm and gentle hand, I knew that You were doing this to me, because You were proud of me, and wanted to show Him that I was a wonderful submissive to You, and pleased You.

You began to thrust faster now, and began to moan. At this moment, the hand left my cock - a moment later, I felt a warm, wet mouth begin to take my cock, and fuck me with her mouth. As I heard Him say, "Wow!" at this moment, I knew that it was one of the guests, and she was fucking my cock in perfect timing with You fucking my ass - it was very hard keeping my nipples in the ice.

A moment later, I heard You cry, utterly in ecstasy, and that made me cum - that, and a mouth deep throating my cock - and I felt the woman sucking my cock cum as well - apparently, someone had been fucking her, and very well, too.

After a few moments, still blindfolded, almost in a state of collapse, my nipples aching and harder than my cock had ever been, with my stretched ass throbbing in excitement and some pain, damp with lubricant and probably my own blood, I was gently lifted onto my knees. I heard His voice, "I do hope that you paid attention to all that as well." He sounded pleased.

Then, a pair of hands gently held my temples, and pulled my head forward, where I sensed a gentle warmth, and felt my lips touch a very wet and very smooth pussy. My tongue reflexively reached out and began licking her. She smelled of cinnamon, which excited me, especially as she pressed my mouth firmly against her, so I could not breathe anything else except her scent and her excitement. She shifted my head slightly, so I could touch her clit, and when I began licking it, she moaned softly, and gently stroked the back of my head. When I sucked on her clit, she cried in ecstasy and she came in my mouth. I swallowed her, not caring that my whole face was very wet, not caring that I could barely breathe. When I was through, she knelt down, and kissed me, ravishing my mouth with her tongue, caressing my nipples, making me moan in helpless pleasure.

Then, immediately after she arose, I was pushed onto the floor, on my back, and someone sat upon my shoulders, pressing her bare pussy onto my mouth. I had lost my breath for a moment, I was knocked onto the floor that hard, so I did not begin to lick her immediately. She slapped my face - and hard - on both cheeks. I began to lick her, sticking my tongue as deeply inside her cunt as I could. When she began fucking my mouth with her cunt, my tongue went deeper than I had thought possible, and I was intoxicated by the scent of citrus - orange? tangerine? Whatever it was, my tongue fucked her cunt back as hard as it could. And her moans indicated that she was close to cumming, and her movements above me showed me that she was desperate to cum. And so she did, and her cum poured into my mouth, as I swallowed, and licked, and kept fucking her with my tongue, making her cum more, making her press her pussy onto my mouth more firmly, continuing to fuck my mouth until I had licked her clean. She did not kiss me, but slapped my face twice more, then arose, leaving me helpless on the floor.

Then, after a moment, I felt a woman lie down beside me, her face by my thighs, her hips by my head. She gently touched my cock, and it began to swell, and began to harden. She climbed onto me, her pussy pressing against my mouth, her breath blowing gently onto my cockhead, and I began to kiss her very smooth pussy, began to fuck her cunt with my tongue. It became harder to concentrate on her lovely scent - lavender - as she gently flicked my cockhead with her tongue. And she controlled the speed with which I fucked her, by the speed with which she used her mouth on my cock. Finally, after some moments, she pushed me into her throat, and I thrust deeper into her cunt, and she cried out onto my cock as she came into my mouth. She kept pressing her cunt into my mouth, and I cleaned her dry.

She then lifted herself from my prone body, then gently lifted me to my knees. I tried swallowing, but choked - despite all I had drunk, I was dry. A glass was pressed to my lips. 

"Slowly, Mine, slowly..." You crooned, as I drank the ice water gratefully.

You then knelt beside me - this had never happened before. Obviously, He had told You to, and now, He spoke to me. "Now, for your test. You should know all three of our guests tonight. First, the order in which you made them cum..."

I thought carefully. Then, I knew. At that moment, I heard a lot of tittering. Apparently, they were quite amused by my discomfiture.

"Master, the first was Katarina. The second was Belle, and the third, Nichole."

"And who was where when Mistress was fucking you?"

This required some thought. "Nichole touched my cock with her hand, then Katarina sucked it, while Belle fucked her."

In a moment, a hand was touching my chin, lifting my face upward. I held this position once the hand was removed. In the next moment, my blindfold was removed, and I gazed upon Him. He was smiling - that cat who ate the canary smile...  



"And now, for another test, which will be both punishment and reward..." He had that "and you're the canary" voice. "I know that you are Hers, and you know that She is Mine." He stared into my eyes, unblinking, fixed upon His face. "But I am not certain that you know what all that could entail."

"Your submission to Me," You said into my ear, unseen by me, "has been very well done so far. But you have not yet been tested, at least until tonight. So when I asked Master if He could test you, in addition to My tests tonight, He agreed at once."

"She told you," He continued, "that She can be a very demanding Mistress. But Her test that She wished Me to give to you is going to be very demanding on Me as well, so your risk of more severe correction is quite high."

I said nothing, having not been given permission to speak. He gently held my chin in His hand. "I would like to give you the opportunity to refuse to take this test, because it is very difficult, and I think you could fail quite easily. I will not punish you, nor will Mistress, if you do refuse this test."

I still said nothing, but looked back into Master's eyes, as He looked into mine, for a few moments more. "Sir," You said, "You might remember that I have trained him..."

He broke contact with my eyes, and smiled at You. "Of course You did," He chuckled. Turning back to me, He apologized, "I was not trying to test your submission, but I do appreciate your obedience to Mistress, which is also obedience to Me. I would like you to tell Me if you would like to skip this test."

I shook my head slowly. "If Mistress asked You to give this test to me, She must think that either I am ready to achieve this, or that I need to have my limits stretched in that manner. In either case, I cannot refuse Her, or You."

He gently lowered my head, and I saw His cock for the first time. It was slightly larger than mine, and it was definitely very hard. I gulped.

"Are you certain?" Your soft voice asked me. 

"Yes, Mistress," I said, not turning away from His cock. I trembled, then looked up at Him. "Please, Master..."

He slapped me in the face. "You are Mine only because you are Hers," He reminded me, with a hint of menace in His voice. "I do appreciate the respect that you give me - but you must do so only through Her. You may call Me 'Sir', not because I do not deserve to be called 'Master', but because I have given you to Her, and She deserves your primary care and attention, and this respects Me quite satisfactorily."

I lowered my head. "Yes, Sir."

He gently lifted my chin to face Him, then gently wiped a tear from my cheek. "We wanted to correct you today, because one learns more effectively from correction, than from any other means - even when one's will to submit perfectly is very strong, one does benefit from correction."

You added, from behind me, "And I have wanted to correct you from the moment that we agreed on your becoming Mine, but you have tried very hard to please Me - perhaps, too hard."

His voice was very soft now, comforting, as He continued. "You are crying - why?"

I hesitated, unsure of how my answer would be received. "Because...because...I did deserve to be corrected, Sir - thank You, Sir." Turning my head to You, I added, "And thank You, Mistress."

I noticed that You were also nude, as I was, for the first time in my presence. "Very good, Mine." You pressed Your body against my back, wrapping Your arms around my chest. "Now, you are going to be tested – rather severely. You will be rewarded afterward, and the better that you do, the better your reward."

My head was turned back toward Him, the back of my head in His hands, and He pressed his cock to my lips. I gently blew on his cockhead, then cautiously flicked my tongue on it, and I felt His precum, slick and warm. He moaned, and I slowly took Him into my mouth, gently caressing His cock with my tongue. His cock was rock hard, and He groaned with every movement of my tongue on it.

Then, He pushed my head forward, impaling my throat with His cock, my hair in His hands. Then back, almost completely removing His cock from my mouth. Then forward, and back, every stroke back, I felt more precum from His cock. Every stroke, and Your body moved against mine, Your nipples hard as diamonds, Your breathing becoming more ragged.

He began to speed up, His breathing becoming more ragged as well. Then, I felt something pressing inside my ass, something vibrating hard – You were sliding a vibrator inside me, deep inside me. As it shook me from inside, You slid something onto my cockhead, just past the tip – and it was vibrating too. "Do not cum, Mine, until He does," You whispered into my ear, as Your hands began pinching my nipples.

I felt as if I would burst, with His cock inside my mouth and throat, Your vibrator inside my ass, and Your cock ring driving me to the point of no return. But my tongue and lips were busy, and He was just fucking my mouth, yanking my head back and forth, my hair being pulled until my scalp started aching. Finally, He held my head in place, so His cockhead was just inside my lips, and His cum began to spurt inside my mouth. 

I continued to suck on His cock, my tongue reveling in the sensation of His cum sliding from His cock onto my tongue, and down my throat. It tasted sort of like a salmon mousse, and I could not stop sucking and licking Him, and pressing my tongue against His cock, so that I could dam his cum for a moment, then release a gush of Him into my mouth, and make Him cry in utter ecstasy.

I wanted to hold Him, pull Him closer to me, caress Him, to make Him cum more, but I could not, with my hands bound behind my back. Then, You licked my ear, and whispered, "Cum for me, Mine, cum for me..."

...and I came, and I moaned with His cock still in my mouth, my tongue still caressing His cock, Your vibrator in my ass, and He moaned more. Finally, mercifully, You removed the cock ring, and the vibrator, and placed the blindfold back over my eyes.

He slid His cock out of my mouth, and helped me to my feet – since I was still wearing the stilettos, this was none too easy. Then, He led me to the coffee table, and laid me down on it, face up, my cock still wet.

Then, I felt a cool, damp cloth caressing my body, from my throat to my navel. Then, I felt something being placed on my nipples – and they began to swell, and hurt. The pain was not unbearable, as my cock began to swell once more. Then, I felt something cool and damp being placed upon my belly, then something else, and then I realized what was happening.

"Yes, Mine," You whispered in my ear, "Tonight, you are serving us, as the serving platter...naked sushi, as it happens." I thought I could tell where what I had prepared was being placed. The salmon, below my right breast; the ahi tuna, below my left breast; the wasabi sauce, on my left breast and nipple; my special cucumber and garlic dip, on my right breast and nipple; the rice, on my navel; the seaweed, in a circle about the rice on my belly; the cucumbers, radishes, and leeks, all placed in a pattern outside the seaweed. But where was the thick soy sauce I had prepared, much thicker than the watery substance they sell in the stores?

That, I soon found out...because it was gently spread on my cock and balls, mixed with my cum gently but firmly, by a gentle hand, whose hand, I could not tell.

"There is one more thing," He whispered in my other ear. "Your reward has two parts; the second part will be a bit of, well not exactly punishment, but you will have to suffer a bit as you enjoy your reward." I heard a gentle chime, and everyone apparently sat down. Then, I saw a bright flash through my blindfold, then another, and then one more – someone had taken pictures of me. A few clicks of what sounded like a keyboard, and then, I cried – my pictures were no doubt being seen on the internet by hundreds of people, and would be shared with thousands more in hours.

"Mine, please do not cry," You softly told me, kissing my neck, caressing my face. "You are a very beautiful person, and you have pleased Me greatly tonight, and you have made our guests very happy."

I choked back a sob, saying nothing.

"You are very beautiful, and I wanted to share your beauty with my friends, for your beauty alone, as well as for another purpose." She moved Her lips to mine, and pressed Her tongue into my mouth, ravishing my tongue, as I was completely helpless, and could not move.

"I did not want to give you the test that She wanted Me to give to you," He said very quietly, "just as I am certain that you wish She had not asked you to submit to it. But, you did please me very much, and I know that you were pleased also."

"And you did please Me, Mine," she continued. "I promised Him that I would not ask Him to do that again, unless you gave Us permission to do so. This is a free decision for you, and you may say "no", without penalty. And He may choose never to do so, even if I do ask Him to. Do you wish to have Him take you in that way again?"




Maid and Laid



I replied, "If I answer "yes", may I ask Your permission to request something?"

He replied simultaneously with Her, "You may."

I sighed. "Mistress, Sir, I do not wish to explore in that manner any further than this, with a man. And I would ask Mistress to be very careful if You wish me to go down on any man other than Him, and I will always willingly go down for Him, whenever You and He choose. But, I always will accept Mistress, or any woman that You choose, taking me as She did earlier. May I request this?"

I thought I could feel His smile, and I did hear Your gentle laugh. "Would you consider allowing Him, and only Him, to take you as I did earlier?" You asked.

I thought for a brief moment. "Only if He were completely willing and comfortable with that – He should not have any discomfort."

She laughed. He chuckled. "You know something?" He asked. "You amaze me. A lot of men think that submission is a sign of weakness, particularly suited for women. But She is definitely not weak, in any way...and neither are you."

He rubbed His finger where my mustache had been just a few hours ago. "And I knew what She was going to ask of you today, and I could never have done it, even for Her. But you have done so very well." He stroked my bare chin. "I could never have allowed anyone, no matter how much I loved and cared for them, to permanently remove my facial hair, as you so willingly did at Her request."

He tousled my hair. "And I was definitely uncomfortable with doing with you what She asked Me to do, and I must thank you – for you tried so very hard to make things as easy for Me as possible, and you did so willingly, without Me having to tell you, or Her. And I know you were apprehensive about it, too."

I smiled. "Sir, Mistress, if I might remind You that You should be eating now?"

He patted my head. "After all the hard work you did in preparing this feast, and all the hard work She did in preparing you to serve it in this special way, we definitely should..."

And it was a rather interesting experience, that meal. As someone dipped something in one of the sauces on my breasts, they teased my nipples as they did so, and the mixture of the pleasure and the aching pain was exquisite. As someone took some seaweed, they teased my navel. 

And, I soon found out that I was a delicacy in my own right, as the mixture of my cum and the soy sauce was very well liked. Apparently, it was You who was the first to taste me in that way, and You tormented me as You used a piece of salmon to dip, stroking my cock languorously as You went. "For some reason, Mine, you taste like sweet basil," You whispered in my ear. "And I love you like this – we should do this more often."

A few moments later, He whispered in my ear. "What did I taste like?" When I told Him, He chuckled, "No wonder She loves going down on me..." I gasped, because, at that moment, one of the guests was doing more than dipping...she was licking my cock, and making me cum again. 

A moment later, and You sighed in my ear. "Basil and salmon go so well together - perhaps I need to do both you and Him at the same time one day." And knowing You, You certainly could. Knowing Him, He would certainly enjoy seeing You do that, too.

Then, a few moments later, I heard the one voice that I did not recognize from before. She said, "Hello there," and that was all. I was wondering who that was during the rest of the meal. And I did not go without, either – everyone brought something to my lips, and fed me. You made sure that there was enough of my cum for me to have a piece of ahi dipped in me – and You made certain that there was enough of me to go around once more, too.

I had no idea how long I had been serving as the naked sushi platter, and I wasn't that uncomfortable, even though my arms had been bound behind my back for quite a while. But I could tell that dinner was almost over, as there was no ahi or salmon below my breast, and just a little rice on my belly. My nipples were still hard, as the wasabi and garlic stimulated them quite nicely.

Then, I felt a damp cloth upon my body, cleaning me from my neck to my groin, quite thoroughly. I was lifted onto my feet, and I was a bit wobbly, and with stilettos, that is not recommended. Still blindfolded, I was led to the pillow on the floor where I had knelt before. A gentle touch to the small of my back by You, and I knelt once more.

"There are a couple of things," You began, "that we must tell you." You then surprised me by kneeling in front of me, and gently holding me by my waist. 

"Lean back, and relax," He whispered into my ear. I did so without hesitation, and was supported by His body. He removed my blindfold, and I could see Your face. Your smile melted any apprehensions that I had at that moment. I could not see Your guests, as Your face and Your body filled my vision completely.

"First," You continued, "I must caution you that the personalities that Belle, Katarina, and Nichole showed to you are not necessarily what they would have shown to you, for I told each of them what to do with you tonight."

You must have seen my confused expression as acceptance, for You continued. "Then, there was another purpose for My taking the pictures of you as I did, and sharing them on the internet." Your eyes invited comment from me, but I merely nodded. "I asked Belle, Katarina, and Nichole to write a short essay on what they would do with you, and to you, that would give them pleasure, as well as you, if I gave you to her for a weekend in Las Vegas."

My eyes widened at hearing this – I now knew who the other guest was. You saw this. "Yes, Mine, you know who our fourth guest is as well, don't you?" You almost giggled. I nodded.

"And besides uploading your picture, we asked those viewing the pictures, and the streaming video that we uploaded, to vote on whether Belle, Katarina, or Nichole should be the one to take you to Las Vegas, and also what our other guest should do to you first. Do you know what I asked the audience, Mine?"

Your raised eyebrow and tone of voice indicated that now, I should reply. "I think so, Mistress," I began. "You wanted to know what tattoos Alessa should do on my body."

"You are quite perceptive, Mine," You smiled. "And I must tell you now that you did not miss one thing on the tests that We gave you, so your reward will be most pleasing to you. And it will be fully paid for by all of the people who have paid to see your pictures from tonight, and the streaming video, on a site called NakedSushi.com, because you have pleased Us so."

The telephone rang, and He answered. We all were silent as He listened, and said, "Okay," several times. When He disconnected, He said, "Your reward will be more than paid for."

"How much more?" You asked.

"Enough so that we all could go to Las Vegas for two weeks, all expenses paid, just from tonight's receipts," He replied.

"You don't mean..." You giggled. 

"Yes," He laughed, "They want a series of at least twelve dinners of his naked sushi, because they need to pay for the server upgrades they had to install tonight, because he overloaded their servers, and their payments processor."

"Does that mean what I think it does?" You asked.

"Yes, it may mean an all-expense paid trip to Japan for all of us, too, so we can both have some fresh Asian pussy, and we can watch said fresh Asian pussy have their way with him, too." He sighed. "But, there is one complication."

"What?" You asked.

"Their polling application crashed, due to the response," He replied, "so we may not know who will hold his leash, and have her way with him, or what tattoos Alessa will do on his body, until they get their servers fixed."

"This will not change things, if they can get the servers fixed in the next day or two," You smiled. Looking at me, You said, "I would like to show you where you will be tattooed by Alessa, while she has her way with you."

I leaned back, and lay upon the floor, in place, so that the pillow wound up under my ass, raising my dick high. And "high" was an accurate word, as my body was becoming more easily excited with every experience I had.

"I am surprised, Mine, that you have not commented on what I just said," You told me, looking into my eyes. I said nothing.

He intervened. "I would like to hear you tell Her what you think, please." He reminded You, "You have trained him too well to expect him to make an elementary error as You seem to have wanted."

I sighed. "What can I say? It must excite You to think of me in Alessa's hands, possibly with her taking video and pictures for Your enjoyment. And You wish for me to bear Your choice of tattoos, so how can I be anything but pleased?"

You nodded. "Well, let me show you what I have in mind." She knelt by my side, and gently stroked the right side of my neck. "I think I would like My name in script here, but I am not sure yet – perhaps the symbol that designates a submissive." Gently stroking my shoulder, You said, "On each wrist, perhaps a pink ribbon with a pretty bow, or perhaps a small loop of rope, or perhaps a chain with a padlock."

Lightly touching my ankles, You sighed. "Perhaps some thorns with roses intertwined here, or perhaps some ivy." Then, tracing an area from my stomach to nearly where my pubic hair used to be, You said, "Now here is what I really wanted inspiration for – perhaps a nude angel, bound, collared, and branded, being forced to lick the cunt of a succubus. Perhaps that angel being fucked from behind, while being forced to lick another devil angel's cunt...or something else that signifies the heights of your submission to Me."

You then saw my reaction, as my cock grew toward You, and You smiled. "Four days alone with Alessa, and a week with all of us, in Las Vegas, and the tattoos that will make you wholly Mine – I am getting wet thinking of that..." As You lowered your cunt to my mouth, as I lay upon the floor, You told me, with laughter in Your voice, "Actually, you made yourself Mine when I first asked you if you were certain this is what you wanted, and you gave yourself to Me..."

I was far too busy to reply...