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Maids Mansion:
“Get out, Roy. You’ve been short on rent for three months now. You can’t afford this place. If you’re not out in two hours, you will be locked out of your apartment and removed by force,” said the apartment manager. Roy has had it rough for the past year. Now he has no place to live or go and work barely pays enough to feed him.
Roy was lucky enough to have a storage unit. He placed his items there and said quietly to himself, “I guess that’s it. This is my life now, living inside a storage unit till the day I die.” He decided to walk the streets for a night and passed by so many restaurants. There were always a ton of people smiling and enjoying dinner. He knew they were going to go home with full bellies to nice big houses. All the beautiful wives and handsome husbands would probably have sex and prance off to their high paying jobs the next day. They will never have to worry about money.
That was the life Roy wanted, but his job would never pay him enough. After he had walked fifteen miles, he finally needed a seat. He found an empty park bench, and he sat for a bit. Tired emotionally and physically, he drifted off to sleep. He woke up the day after next, a total of twenty hours later. He looked at his phone and had seven missed calls and messages from his boss, the last one saying he was fired for missing work. Roy thought about walking home but remembered it was at least a five hour walk…plus he didn’t have a home anymore. But he had no choice. He had to walk back to the storage unit and see if he could spend the night there.
He passed by lamp post after lamp post on the way back, but on one he saw a flyer for a live-in job. “Work available. Good pay,” it said, and it listed an address, but the flyer didn’t have any information about the job. “Looks like a scam,” Roy said. He began walking away, but then he turned around and took the flyer. “It’s clearly fake, but what if it’s not? Any job is better than no job.”
He looked at the flyer again and there was no phone number. He realized it was a walk-in job interview. He went back to the storage unit and waited till the next morning, got dressed in a nice outfit, and went to the address. He had no idea what the job was for.
He had only a few bucks, enough to get him a ride to the right area. The closer he got to the address, the nicer the houses became. When he arrived, he thought he made a mistake, but no, the address was right so he paid the cab driver. He was now standing in front of a mansion easily worth millions of dollars. He walked up to the front door, but now he wasn’t sure if he wanted to knock. He couldn’t help but think he made a mistake by coming here.
Roy decided to turn around and walk away, but the door opened before he could leave. He couldn’t believe it. “Hello, my name is Kelly. I’m one of the maids at this house. How do you do?” Kelly inquired.
Roy was stunned by how attractive she was. She was breathtaking with long blonde hair running down her back like silk, pretty golden tan skin, a petite body, large breasts, a cute face, intoxicating eyes, and a smile that made Roy feel good. He said, “Sorry, I was here for the job, but I just realized I’m in the wrong place.”
Kelly said, “No, you’re in the right place.” She grabbed his hand and pulled him inside saying, “Please, come in.” She ushered him through the door, into the foyer, and down a hallway. They passed one room where he saw another maid–who was also attractive–dusting furniture. Kelly led him into another room where a young woman who didn’t appear to be a maid was seated in an overstuffed chair with a cup of tea on a side table. Another chair next to the table was empty. Kelly announced, “This is the master of the house.”
Roy was shocked that someone so young could be the owner of the house. She was just a teen, but before he even had time to say hello, Kelly led him out of that room and into the library. Finally, he stopped Kelly from pulling him and said, “Wait! What kind of job is this?”
“Oh, the flyer didn’t say, did it?” said Kelly. “Well, it isn’t a normal job. The other maids and I need someone to have their name on the deed of the mansion in order to take care of all the bills such as clothing, food, utilities, and cleaning products. Along with other stuff.” Roy was dumbstruck. There was no way he could possibly pay for all this with no money and no job.
A little angry and disappointed, he stated, “Well, I wish that had been on the flyer. This isn’t the right job for me. I can’t support you. I can’t pay for this house.”
Kelly responded, “Who said support us? I didn’t say you had to pay for the house. The property taxes and insurance are taken out of the master’s trust fund. You just need to pay for the things I told you about. This job is for anyone who can handle it.”
“I don’t have a job. I can’t pay my own bills let alone yours. escort bursa I can’t pay for any of this.” Roy stared her down, daring her to contradict him…or maybe hoping that she would.
And she did. “As for your pay, there is a restaurant a few blocks away with an opening. The owner is a family friend. He pays well enough to support your part of this job. The perks of the job include meals, maid service, a bed, and a shower every night,” Kelly informed him. She seemed to have everything planned out.
“Ok, wait. I need a few answers,” said Roy, a little more calm now.
Kelly instructed, “First, go to the restaurant. Here’s the address. Apply for that job, and if you’re accepted, you can stay here tonight. You’ll get food and a bed.” She handed him the paper with the restaurant address and then opened the door they were now standing next to, revealing a huge bedroom with a fireplace, a desk, a huge bed, and many more accoutrements. It was a dream bedroom.
Without another word, Roy turned and marched directly out of the house and the three blocks to the restaurant. He met with the manager, and when Roy mentioned the Kelly and the mansion, he passed his interview with flying colors. The restaurant owner said, “You’re hired. We work Monday-Friday. You start 8 a.m. tomorrow.” Roy was told the job would pay well, and he calculated it was enough to feed himself along with several other people with a little bit left over. But it was a demanding job. Hopefully, it would be enough for the mansion.
Roy thanked the restaurant manager and went back to his new home where he informed Kelly he got the job.
“Excellent!” said Kelly. “You are the new master.” She bowed to him. “First, you will need a bath and dinner, then bed.”
As one of the maids went to draw his bath, he said “Now I need answers.”
Kelly replied, “Ask anything you want, Master.”
“What does the other girl, the actual master, do for a living? She looks like a student! How can she pay the bills?” Roy asked in a wondering voice.
Kelly replied, “She is a student. She has had a large trust fund since she was young. Her father was a wealthy man with a ton of money. More than you can imagine. The money is in a trust and takes care of everything.”
“Where is her father?” asked Roy.
“I…I’m not at liberty to say,” responded Kelly with an upset tone. Just then, Kelly heard the bedroom door open. She looked at Roy and said, “Your bath is ready, Master.” The way she said it told Roy she was in control and not him, so he obediently walked to the bathroom for his bath.
As he walked into the bathroom, he saw that it was huge, just like the bedroom. He removed his clothes and got in the tub. Soaking in the hot, soapy water, he said to himself, “She is not a normal maid. None of this is normal. Her uniform is so sexy, with the short skirt and the tight top. I bet her job is more than cleaning. She probably has to clean the master’s dick and then the house.” He wasn’t sure what was in store for him in the future. He felt the water had started to cool so he washed, got out, and dried himself off. Looking for something to wear, he stepped into the giant walk-in closet where he found clothes had been laid out for him. He got dressed and walked into the bedroom where he saw a different maid waiting for him.
The new maid said, “Hello, Master, my name is Amy. I am your new personal maid. If there is anything you desire, I will do my best to satisfy your needs.” Amy was just as attractive as Kelly but in her own way, in the same sexy uniform, and with a great body. He immediately wanted to fuck her. He got hard just at the thought of it. She clearly noticed his erection, blushed, and said, very professionally, “I will go prepare your dinner.” She left in a hurry. He wasn’t sure what to do now, and he wandered around the bedroom, looking at artwork and architectural features. A few minutes later, Amy returned with a tray of food. As she placed the food on the circular table she said, “I will leave you alone, Master.”
Quickly Roy said, “No! Please don’t leave. Stay with me for a bit. Go get yourself some food and come back and have dinner with me.”
Amy said, “I’m not sure if I should. They may need me to finish a few things around the house.”
“You’re welcome to consider it an order, if that helps,” Roy said. She left to get a plate of food and came back quickly. She also brought a bottle of wine for Roy, and she poured him a glass. She sat down with him and began eating.
“Tell me, Amy, how much do you get paid?” Roy inquired.
Amy replied, “We don’t get paid. When the master…uh…went overseas, many maids left to find other employment, but the ones who were loyal to Master and his daughter stayed to make sure she would be safe while we found a master of the house.”
“Since, I’m here now, are you going to leave?”
“Even if I never get paid, bursa otele gelen escort I will never leave my master’s side,” answered Amy, blushing bright red. “I am a loyal servant, only meant to be Master’s maid, to be used or cast aside as he or she wishes.”
“Then this is an order,” said Roy. “Tell me about the master’s daughter and the previous master.”
Amy stopped blushing, and she began to tell him about the daughter. “Her name is Amilia. She is only sixteen years old. She’s a student, and she leaves everyday around 7:30 a.m. to get to school.” Amy continued talking to him about her for an hour and a half, answering all of his questions and inquiries.
“Quick question: Why do you refer to us as masters? You’re not slaves,” said Roy, looking to her for a reason.
“Amilia’s father told us to call him Master, so we did. After a while, it became habit. Besides, you are the master of the house,” said Amy. Roy began clearing the dishes, and Amy quickly stopped him. “No, Master. I am your maid. Allow me to clean. This is my job. Please, leave this to me while you get ready for bed. You have a big day tomorrow. The maids will be headed to bed soon too. It is my job to clean the kitchen. I need to get back to work.” Roy went to sit on the bed. He watched Amy clean. As she bent over, her skirt rode up he could easily see her wearing a thong.
“Amy, when you are done, would you like to spend the night here with me? There is a couch in this room I can sleep on if you don’t want to spend the night in the same bed, or you can take the couch if you prefer. But I would prefer you to sleep on the bed,” Roy clarified. He wanted Amy to stay. He didn’t want to be alone in this house, but she had duties she must attend to.
“I would really like to spend the night with you, but cleaning the kitchen will take hours. I would be coming back late. I wish not to wake you, Master.” Roy rang a bell and Kelly came to the room.
Kelly entered. “How may I assist you, Master?”
“Can you and two other maids assist Amy cleaning the kitchen tonight? I don’t want any of my maids to be overburdened.”
“Of course,” said Kelly, and both maids left the bedroom.
“How can I be a master to these maids? They should know I have almost no intention of staying here. I’m not going to be a good master to them,” thought Roy nervously. He was just getting a taste of this life and truly starting to enjoy the finer things this life offered. He decided he could try to be a little high class. Even though he wasn’t, he could act it.
After about a half-hour, he heard a knock. “Come in,” said Roy. It was Amy and she said, “I am done downstairs, and I would actually like to spend the night with you in the same bed, if you are still alright with that.”
“Please do,” Roy said. As he moved over and pulled the sheets down for Amy, she was blushing again.
“Thank you, Master.” She stood next to the bed and climbed in. Still in her maid uniform, she moved as close as she could to him. He placed his arm over her and decided to hold her. She didn’t move his hand away. She actually pulled his arm tighter to her body and placed his hand on her stomach. He wondered, should he take it a step further. How far could he go before he had gone too far? Will he be punished if he goes too far?
He decided to risk it. He moved closer, and he could smell her sweat from cleaning since she hadn’t bathed. He moved his lips closer. He wanted to kiss her neck, but he didn’t want to force anything on her. His lips brushed against the back of her neck.
Chills were raised on her entire body at the moment of contact. She quickly rolled over and said, “Master, you shouldn’t do this.”
“I’m sorry,” said Roy, now knowing for sure he had gone too far.
“You shouldn’t, Master, because this is just my job,” Amy kissed him on the lips. She was completely taking over. She slowly moved her hands and allowed him to touch her breast. “If I’m not mistaken, I believe this is part of my maid duties.” She kissed him again and began to slide her maid outfit off. She wasn’t wearing anything underneath except stockings and a thong. She slid the thong off. He instantly began touching her naked body. He ran his hands down her body, starting from her breast down to her cute, warm, pink pussy.
He slid his fingers up and down her slit. He felt her wet juices flowing onto his hand, allowing him to slide his finger inside. It was driving her crazy, the way he moved his fingers. He was twisting them, hitting her clit with his thumb and going deep inside with his fingers. She shouted out, “Oh, Master! You’ve made me so wet. This is so sexy. I want more of this feeling.”
“You are really a cute sexy maid,” said Roy as he gripped her breast with his left hand and penetrated her pussy with his right.
“Oh no, I’ve shown what I really am to bursa merkez escort the master on his first day,” said Amy. “Master will know I’m a slutty maid who loves to get fingered. He will think of me as a perverted maid. He will hate me.”
Roy said, “No, I can’t hate you. I’m not thinking that at all. It’s more like you’re pure and beautiful. You are so cute, I don’t want you to ever feel like I don’t like you. You didn’t do this till I kissed you. I don’t want you to feel like I’m taking advantage of you.”
“Please, Master, use my body as much as you want. Don’t worry about me. If you break me, I can be easily replaced.”
When he felt her perfectly shaved pussy, he knew that he had a responsibility to take care of her down there. He was thinking as a master. “It is my responsibility to tend to such matters. I must fulfill my duty as a master.” He instantly put his face onto her juicy pussy and began licking. With each lick, she got more and more wet. With her juices overflowing, he said, “You taste delicious, and I could never replace someone like you. You’re just too cute,” after which he went right back to licking. He couldn’t get enough of her pussy and body.
“Master, your words make me feel special, and my pussy feels so good. I’m going to cum in front of my master. I’m so embarrassed.” She began to release a ton of her juices. She shouted again, “Oh, Master! I’m cumming. It feels so good. I’m so happy.” She was cumming and Roy, with his tongue still inside, felt Amy cum all over his mouth and onto the bed.
“You’re so tasty, Amy. I love your pussy,” said Roy.
“Master, it got all over your mouth. Let me clean it for you,” said Amy, and she began licking around his mouth before kissing him. She reached down his pants and began stroking his penis. “Master, you have become so big. Allow me to soothe this for you. I beg you, please honor my pussy with your hard cock.”
Roy asked, “Are sure you want it? I don’t want to pressure you.”
“Please, I want to feel it penetrate my tight pussy. I’m sorry I’m such a slutty dirty maid. Please forgive me. I will do my best to please this lovely cock of yours.”
“There is nothing wrong with being just the way you are,” said Roy. As he began to penetrate Amy’s pink pussy, he said, “Please forgive me for not being the master you deserve. It feels amazing, Amy. It’s so tight.” Roy was thrusting hard inside of Amy, and her tight cunt was wrapping around his cock making him feel great. The more he thrusted, the greater it was. With each thrust, shivers were sent through both of their bodies. The pleasure was too much.
Amy said, “Oh, Master, it feels amazing. Please more…fuck me more. I feel it so deep…please fuck me more.” Amy was begging for more. She truly was a slut. Her darkness had now come out. She liked to be fucked. “It’s so hot master. My slutty juices are splashing with each thrust. Tease my slutty pussy. Ahh you’re hitting me in the right spots. Oh, Master, let me be your cum dumpster!” she shouted as she came again. “Release everything you can inside of me. Cum inside my cunt!”
Roy shouted, “I’m cumming too!”
He held her breast and kissed her as his semen flowed into her. Both of them moaned with their lips locked together. She wrapped her legs around him so he couldn’t pull out. Amy said, “I can feel it filling up my insides. With each pulse a little more is released.”
Amy and Roy were now laying still holding each other passionately. He hadn’t withdrawn his penis yet.
Amy said, “I have something I need to tell you. I was trained to give pleasure to the masters. I never was able to do so until tonight. I was a virgin until tonight.”
Roy said, “I took your virginity?” with a look of shock.
“I’m glad I was deflowered by the master,” said Amy. “I’m sorry. I should have told you before.”
“No, there is nothing to be sorry about,” said Roy as he held her in his arms. “I will be good to you. I will be the master; I won’t leave. This is my promise.”
They both laid down together for a few hours. Eventually, Amy said, “I must go back to my own room. You need to sleep, Master. Kelly will be mad if she finds me in here with you.”
“Are you sure?” Roy asked. “You can stay. After all, I am the master of the house. If I say it’s ok, then she can’t be mad.”
Amy kissed Roy again and said, “I’ll see you in the morning. I promise I will be here for you as your toy, your lover, or your cum dumpster. You need to sleep. It won’t be long before Kelly is up and your shift starts.”
As Amy left, he said to himself, “What was I thinking? I’m just a regular guy. I’m no master or a wealthy man.” He felt guilty having them believe he could be a master. But soon he felt a measure of courage which he hadn’t felt in a long time. Aloud, he said, “Maybe I can be useful here. I don’t want to give this up. I need to become the master somehow. I swear I will be exactly what is needed. I will find a way. This will be my life now.”
Another maid, Ashley, was listening outside the room as he said this out loud. “It seems like we have a new master. I can’t wait to meet him.”
To be continued
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