After some minutes, he stood up and pressed the tip of his dick against my cunt.
“I want to be inside you,” he whispered. “I need to feel you.” He pushed it in slowly, I felt the pressure at the edge. It was tight and new, but it didn’t go any further, then he stopped. He paused, breathing hard above me. The air between us became thick with tension and heat. “Ah,” he said softly, resting his hand on my back. “I see now… you’re new to this.” I nodded and smiled. Then he leaned close and kissed the back of my neck. “Don’t worry, we’ll take our time.” He pulled back and slid his hand down, his fingers found my clit again. He rubbed it slowly, then slid one finger inside me, careful and gentle. I moaned softly. It felt so good, so full and deep. “You’re so tight,” he said. “I want you to scream for me.” He added another finger, moving them slowly in and out. His thumb rubbed gently above, making my whole body shake. I couldn’t speak. All I could do was keep moaning. “You are feeling it, aren’t you?” he whispered. “Let yourself enjoy it.” I nodded, biting my lip as another wave of pleasure hit me. Then he stopped. I felt him slowly pull his fingers out of my pussy and gave my butt a quick firm spank." Gosh, I bit my lips again and shook immediately, the spank was a mix of pain and pleasure. It made my body tremble with something I didn’t fully understand, but I didn’t want him to stop." “We’ll do this later,” he said. “We’ll go steady and you’ll get used to me.” When I heard this, I felt a little bit disappointed. Why would he say we should continue later?… when I was just starting to want more. I wanted to tell him to continue it, but I didn’t. I just stood still. Breathing heavily, while my legs kept shaking. My body wanted more, but his words held me back, It didn’t seem fair. he turned me around gently and pecked my forehead. “Good girl,” he said. “Go back to your work now.” I nodded slowly, I didn’t know whether to smile or say something. I just knew I couldn’t work like that… not with my body still trembling. Then, he turned and started walking away. I kept watching him until he disappeared around the corner." I stood there for a moment, still breathing hard. My body was hot, my legs were weak, but I forced myself to move. I picked up the tray and went back to the kitchen. ******* I tried to keep my mind on the dishes, the floor, and the counters. I washed every plate and wiped the same spot on the table twice. I swept the kitchen again, even though it was already clean. But nothing helped. My hands were busy, but my head was somewhere else. I kept thinking about him. Mr. Grey. His voice, his hands and the way he said, “You’re new to this.” Just remembering those words, made my cheeks warm. My body still felt different, wet, and sensitive. Every time I moved, I felt it between my leg, It made me slow down. I swallowed hard and kept working. It was late when I finally went to my room. The house was quiet now, I walked slowly down the hallway. My heart beat faster with each step. When I got inside, I closed the door and leaned against it. I could still feel him. The way he touched me, the way he whispered and the way he walked away like nothing had happened. I sat on my bed, with my hands on my lap. My chest rose and fell, then I felt nervous. But I liked it. I didn’t want to think about it, but I couldn’t stop. I lay back on the bed, and pulled my clothes up over my waist. I was breathing faster now. My legs felt soft and open. My hand moved down to my clit. Almost by itself, brushing over my panties. At first it was just a light touch, almost accidental. But then, I felt a strange lovely pain. It made me stop for a moment. The feeling was hot, and it made me curious. Slowly, I pressed my fingers a little more, rubbing it gently. Then a soft sound came from my lips. It felt nice, and i wanted more. I moved my panties aside and touched my pussy. My clit was hard and warm. I rubbed it gently, and my hips moved a little. I closed my eyes, and pictured Mr. Grey again. I heard his voice in my head. “You like that, don’t you?” " Yes. I did", I whispered back to the voice in my mind I moved my fingers faster, my other hand slid down and pushed one finger inside me. I gasped, feeling full and tight. I moved it in and out slowly, and my other hand kept rubbing my clit. My hips lifted, and my breath grew faster. I was getting close and my legs were shaking. just then, a big wave of pleasure rushed through me. And a thick, creamy white juice gushed out. It was my cum, it was warm and wet between my fingers. It felt so good. Being touched by myself was something I couldn’t explain, It made my whole body relax. After a few moments, I sat up slowly. My legs were still shaking a little, I stood up and walked quietly to the small sink in the corner of the room. I washed my hands, and wiped between my thighs with a clean cloth. When I was done, I walked back to the bed. Turned off the light, and pulled the blanket over me. Soon, I fell asleep.The gate opened slowly. I followed the agent in, my eyes were wide as I looked around the massive compound. The house was big, white, and quiet like the kind of place rich people stayed in on TV. I clutched my small bag close to my body and took a deep breath. “Don’t be nervous,” the agent said, giving me a quick glance. “Just listen to instructions, do your job well, and don’t ask too many questions.” I nodded, even though my legs were shaking a little. This was my first time working as a live-in maid. I had cleaned houses before, but nothing like this. Nothing this grand or serious. Inside the house, the cold air touched my skin. The floors were shiny, and the walls looked freshly painted. It didn’t feel like a home, it felt more like a hotel. Because every step I took echoed. “Wait here,” the agent said when we reached the sitting room. “I’ll call the head of staff.” He left me standing alone in the middle of the large room. My eyes scanned everything. The big leather
“Hmmmm, your buttock is soft and succulent,” Mr. Grey said as he spanked my butt. It was my first day working as a maid in his house, I was not expecting this. I had only come to clean and earn some money, nothing more. I gasped and stood still, my cheeks turned hot, I didn’t know what to say.
After some minutes, he stood up and pressed the tip of his dick against my cunt. “I want to be inside you,” he whispered. “I need to feel you.” He pushed it in slowly, I felt the pressure at the edge. It was tight and new, but it didn’t go any further, then he stopped.
The next morning. I woke up early, the sun was coming in through the window. It was soft and warm on my face, I blinked a few times. then sat up slowly. I could still feel the wetness of my cum around my thigh, a quiet reminder of last night. Even though I had cleaned it, it still lingered there.
Mr. Grey held me up and walked me to the chair in the corner of the room, then he made me sit on it. He took the ribbon from me and looked at me with a calm smile. “The game is about to begin,” he said softly and slowly as he tied the ribbon around my wrists, gently securing me to the chair. It wasn’t tight, just enough to hold me in place. He bent down to look into my eyes. “You’ll love this moment,” he said quietly, “and you’ll remember it forever.” Then he stood and walked out of the room.
The next morning, i woke up in Mr. Grey’s room. The first thing I saw was him getting dressed to go out. I quickly jumped out of bed, completely naked. My face turned red with shyness. He turned around and smiled at me. “You look good being naked,” he said softly. I smiled, still feeling shy. He walked closer and bent down a little.