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I sighed as I read the acceptance letter. I just graduated high school and had gotten accepted into the college of my dreams, but all I could think about was how I was actually going to pay for it. I’m a broke 18-year-old white girl from Inglewood, CA; I’ve lived in a trailer park on the outskirts of the city my whole life, my only goal was to escape the ghetto and go to school at UCLA. The problem was how I was going to pay for it…my mother raised me by herself and while she was able to provide, the possibility of going to college was a distant fantasy.
However, I wanted to see if I could get in. If the school accepted me, then it was a sign that I had what it took to succeed; my heart raced as I read the admission letter. Dear Mia… it read, and for a brief second it all seemed too good to be true. I came to reality a moment later and sighed as I realized it was. I knew from the beginning I didn’t have the money I needed, not by a long shot and financial aid only gets you so far. Yet my desire still tingled, could this really have been the sign I had what it took to make it in college? My mind says no, but my heart says yes!
I didn’t have a college fund, but I had my brain and intuition. I started browsing Craigslist for job opportunities, nothing too long term just a few odd jobs that paid handsomely. I went to the personal section and gulped, there were so many sex-work jobs available. I had realized my inclination for women and distaste for men a few years ago, but I’ve only had one girlfriend and we didn’t do a whole lot. Still, I was at that age and my body tingled as I scanned the sexy ads out of curiosity. I was only five feet, three inches tall but I had an hourglass frame with a bubble butt I was quite proud to get looks at.
My breasts were a perky 32c with pink, fluffy nipples that stuck out more often than I’d like. I felt very comfortable with my body and my long blonde hair completed my “cuteness package” as my ex-girlfriend used to say. I was wondering if any women would be interested in me on here when my eye caught an ad that made me do a double take. “Wanted: young lesbian house servant to clean and take care of four older women who also prefer female company for one summer. Willing to pay whatever it costs to have our desires met.”
Could this be real?? I did a double take upon re-reading the ad and began to feel nervous. Could this be too good to be true? Or was it another sign that I had what it took to succeed in the world? Things like this don’t happen to just everyone, maybe it was sign that I was on the right path. I decided to jump on this chance before logic could persuade me. This was not an opportunity to pass up, and besides, I had always been secretly attracted to older women instead of girls my own age anyway. There was something about being dominated that I felt was sexy, and this could give me the chance to practice for college anyway, not to mention the ad says they were willing to pay whatever it costs. I sent an email to the link provided and began to imagine a summer filled with sexy older women teaching me about sex and paying for my tuition. It took all of five minutes before I received a notification saying that emailed me back. I opened the email up, but all that was included was an Eryaman Escort address located in Playa del Rey neighborhood in LA. I smirked and lightly slapped my ass, satisfied I would be able to use my looks to get an easy job that paid incredibly well. I packed my bags and took the bus into the city; it took a lot of stops to get there, but when I stepped off I was awestruck by the mansions in front of me. “Gonna be a lot of cleaning I bet.” I thought to myself.
I found the address from the email and took a deep breath, looking myself up and down to make sure I looked nice. I rang the doorbell and waited anxiously to see what my bosses looked like. I didn’t have to wait long, a tall brunette whose hair seemed to shine opened the door and looked down upon me. “You must be Mia!” She said with a gleeful energy. “Come in, welcome to your home for the summer. My name is Lisa.”
“It’s nice to meet you ma’am.” I said as politely as possible. I entered the enormous house and was filled with awe by how nice it all looked.
“Not quite what you’re used to?” Lisa asked with a smile.
“Uh no ma’am, not exactly.”
“Well, prepare to get comfortable! Girls, come here and meet this summer’s attendant.”
Three more women entered the room as I put my pack down, I was immediately stunned by their beauty and eloquence. They were all dressed in beautiful dresses that probably cost more than my home. “Welcome dear, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” Said the one in the middle of the group. She was a red head standing about five-foot seven and was slightly chubby but had the largest set of breasts between all the women.
That being said, they all had amazing bodies and I felt a warm tingling sensation between my thighs. They all had ample bottoms and their breasts were large and poking through their dresses so I could see their nipples. “Thank you so much for accepting our advertisement.” Said the blonde to my left.
She had a sweet smile, but her green eyes pierced me, and I felt slightly uncomfortable ‘by the way she was eyeing me. “My name is Karen, and this is Stacey.” She made a motion to the last women to introduce herself.
I realized they were all quite a bit taller than me, I immediately noticed it with Lisa, but now I could see that while Anna was about seven inches taller than me, she was the shortest among the group. Karen and Stacey looked to be about five-eight and I began to feel a little intimidated by the taller, older women who stood before me now. My eye line was right at their breasts, and I tried to look up to meet their eyeline, but I kept glancing down unintentionally, something they seemed to notice and smile at. “Mia, this is a very unique job were offering you. As the ad says, we are willing to pay whatever it costs to have you work for us, but you will have to obey our every command. That part is very important and breaking that rule can and will result in us throwing you out of the house and not paying you a dime.” Lisa said with a stern tone of voice while looking down at me.
I gulped. “This was it.” I thought to myself, the true test I’ve been waiting for.
“What will my compensation be?” I asked boldly, though my pitch became noticeably Sincan Escort higher.
“How much would you like?” Anna asked curiously.
“I would like for my entire college tuition to be paid for.” I stated with as much confidence as I could muster. “I grew in Inglewood and don’t have anything to pay for my tuition to UCLA. I will follow all of you rules, but I would like my entire education to be paid for.”
The women stayed silent for a second. This was a lot to ask for, I knew. But the ad said they would pay for anything as long as they got what they desired, and I wanted to see if they would hold true to their word. “Sure, not a problem.” Lisa said smiling.
“Ummm…Okay.” I replied.
I didn’t know what else to say, I was dumbfounded and yet my dreams were coming true before my very eyes. I was in this for the long-haul, lets see what it would take to get out of the ghetto and into college. “Aren’t you an eager beaver.” Karen said while chuckling. “Acceptance without knowing what you’re getting in to, amazing.”
“Here are the rules: Do whatever we say, whenever we want; wear your designated outfit at all times unless we tell you otherwise; cook for us and keep the house clean at all times, never touch yourself and no orgasming the whole summer.” Anna recited off the top of her head.
“What outfit? And no orgasming? Really? Um, alright I suppose.” I said confused.
“Oh, and you have to address us as ‘Mistress whenever you talk to us.” Stacey added. “As for your outfit…”.
She walked to the nearest closet and pulled out the most ridiculous and stereotypical French maid outfit I had ever seen, I almost laughed at how cliché it was. “You’ll start wearing this tomorrow, right now please take all of your clothes off and show us what exactly it is we’re paying top dollar for.” My new mistress Lisa said abruptly as all the women began forming a circle around me.
I took a deep breath and pulled my top off, my perky and firm boobs giving a small bounce as they became eye-candy for my new mistresses. The four women wearing fancy dresses forming a circle around my naked body became tighter, until they were just inches from me. Anna, the women behind me, got down on her knees and parted my butt cheeks. She gave my sphincter a big sniff, sending shivers up and down my body. “Mmmm…there is no better smell then a virgin teens ass.” She said dreamily.
Lisa lifted my chin up and looked me in the eyes. “Tell me young lady, have you had anything in your butt or pussy before? Be honest now.”
“I’ve had my girlfriend eat my pussy before.” I answered nervously. “But she never fingered me or stuck anything else inside.”
“That is good news to hear.” Lisa responded, rubbing the side of my cheek almost lovingly. “There is no better feeling in the world then having a fresh pussy and ass be penetrated for the first time. Don’t worry, we’ll be sure to take good care of you while you’re working for us.”
I let out an uneasy chuckle. “Ummm…Ok ma’am.” I really had no idea how to respond to that, but all the women were looking at me now like I was a fresh cut of meat.
The four women continued inspecting every bit of my nubile body. The one name Stacey Etlik Escort rubbed my right boob sensually, sending shudders through me. Karen on the other hand, took my left boob roughly and gave it a good squeeze. “You young teens really need to appreciate your bodies more. These nice perky tits are something else.”
I felt my nipples begin to stiffen as she leaned down and gave the left one a lick and then nibbled on my pink areola. Anna giggled as she massaged my ass. “Now that is the definition of a bubble butt.” She said in a satisfied tone. “Nice and toned, not too big but just jiggly enough that I would call it plump.”
Lisa leaned down and ran her fingers through my blonde public hair. “This bush is no good, I’m afraid. We’re gonna need you to shave your pussy on a regular basis.”
She moved her hand more south and touched my pink pussy lips. I twitched in response, and she smiled knowingly. “Already a bit wet I see.”
I blushed and they all giggled. Lisa ran her fingers up and down my slit and massaged my swelling clit. I let out an involuntary moan and she immediately removed her hand. “Oh there will be none of that, I’m afraid.” She said sternly. “Your job is to please us, and us alone. A big rule to remember is that you are not allowed to touch yourself the entire summer.”
I mouth dropped open in response. “But why?” Was all I could say in the moment.
Karen let go of my sore breast and turned my face towards hers. “Three months of not touching your pussy seems like an awfully small price to pay for a college tuition, wouldn’t you agree?”
Obviously she was right, but it was only the first day and they were already teasing me and turning me on intentionally. Could I really go the whole summer like this? “If we catch you at any time touching yourself, we will kick you out of the house. No do-overs, no second chances. Do we make ourselves clear?” Lisa said in a matter-of-fact tone.
“But then why do you want to touch me and penetrate me?” I asked bewildered.
“Well that’s for our benefit only, of course.” Karen said. “Girls who grew up where you did should be grateful beautiful older women want to touch her at all, it’s a compliment.”
‘Whatever,’ I thought to myself. ‘I never had much sex before I decided to do this anyway, three months with no orgasms is nothing. I can do this.’ These high-end, classy women may talk a big game, but I know what I’m doing, I can make it. They could mock my lower-class upbringing all they want, I’m confident I can make it through this, then I’ll be in college, and I won’t ever have to worry about being subservient to rich lesbians ever again. “So, what are the rules?” Stacey asked me.
“Do whatever you say, whenever you want; wear my outfit at all times unless you tell me otherwise; cook for you and keep the house clean at all times, never touch myself and no orgasming the whole summer.” I responded dutifully.
“Well you never know, if you do a good job we may let you cum…it all depends on the work you put in.” Anna said while smiling sweetly.
“I’m sure a ghetto-raised little minx like yourself is a truly hard-working maid. I have full confidence in you.” She said as she rubbed my face endearingly and gave my right nipple a gentle squeeze.
Her words were sweet, but the look in her eyes made me nervous. There was a malicious glint to them that caught me off guard. “Now then, we’ll show you to your room and go ahead and get accustomed to your uniform on and begin cleaning. Welcome to our little family Mia, I’m sure you’re going to have a summer you’ll never forget.”
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