Combat Maid Novels & Stories

I wanted to get out from my hiding spot and confronted them myself, but I was glued to my feet as the maid she push boxed her in. “Oh, she knows how to fight back now. Do you think you can take us? Hah! In your dreams,” she menacingly said, gripping her jaw tightly. “Now, care to tell us chinky eyes, do you take turns in fucking? Do you fuck Sir Akim as well? I bet, he’s good in bed. Riding that huge dick hanging between his legs.”

In that way, the pain in her heart will be lessened by thinking that she's one of the maids and not his mate. Maia is now in her red pouf dress, ready to do her job. She had spent her few times in thinking about how she can be an excellent mate. Then she recalled everything that her mother had told her when she was young. So, she went to the kitchen and greeted all the maids in there. She asked what are the food that her mate likes and what is he as a leader. Fortunately, the servants are nice and helpful.

The maid softly said, “That’s why I came here.” The creature roared, its two mouths stretching wider. “Lies! She belongs to me. She always has been!” Its hands—half lace, half flesh, lunged forward towards the maid. But the maid simply raised her hand and the atmosphere went still instantly. The flames bent sideways into walls. The marble floor shook slightly, and the monster’s body froze in place, its arms stopped mid-strike. Camela’s eyes widened in disbelief. “How…how are you doing this?” she questioned.

Snow twisted away, but Maida's claws tore into her shoulder. Pain flared– hot and sharp. The sting of ripped flesh. The warm slide of blood down her fur. Maida didn't slow. She fought with ruthless precision, twisting her body in impossible ways. It was a friendly competition but she won't stop until she sees her defeated and that means inflicting her with several injuries. Her claws struck joints, tendons–places meant to cripple, hurt and injure not kill. Lady Mana's gaze darkened. "Dangerous techniques used in a friendly competition." she scoffed.

I chuckled heartily because of what it said: "You're acting like we're friends if you talk to me like I'm not your boss. A maid should respect their boss, am I right?" It's unfair if I respect you then what about me. It's like a rag that you're just trampling on because I'm just a maid and you're the boss, it's like you're being served as a king Yes, it may seem like that, but did you know that helpers also have rights, they/we are human beings, and we have a family to support.

He made ordered all maids to stay in the hall while fucking her constantly making her cum six times over his dick, even though he was treating her nice and sweet in front of the all maids making them jealous. All maids are shocked when he goes down on her, sucking and licking her intimate parts, breaking all the rules he had made for his slaves. All the maid had understood what her place was in his life after watching him go down on her sucking her and drinking her liquid with great interest. Their whole day went in just fucking each other as both of them missed each other.

I immediately knew that it was Isabella and I was happy she eventually summoned the courage to call me. I could tell that she was shy and tense on the other side of the call. She said, it's me Isabella, your maid. Hearing her still referring to herself as my maid, made me angry. I immediately corrected the situation, I told her she wasn't my maid anymore and she was now my girl and I could feel her smiling as she didn't say anything for a few seconds. Then she said “okay”. She was the cutest thing ever and I liked it so much.

She stated. “So, Mientras Estamos saliendo, sigo siendo tu sirvienta o consigo un reemplazo ( While we're dating, will I still be your maid or you'd get a replacement )?" She inquired. “I was thinking about that, you're no more the maid. The new one would start tomorrow, and then you become the caretaker. You run the affairs of my home, my home is your office." He told her as he leaned in for a kiss.

A complete absurdity! They were two women, and they were five huge men, is that unfair? Yes, I know. Cowardly? Also, I needed to do it, it would be simpler and quicker, cleaner, and leave fewer traces, so that's how it happened, they'd soon get over it, everyone has been mugged once in their life and gotten over it, except the little princess and queen of Ridgewood, but at least now they knew what the experience was like not being able to feel pity, maybe a little at seeing her mother unbalance and fall, but it was part of the process.

" Oh sorry Boss, I'm here to report to you about the Matriarch's arrival. He will be home by midnight, today." " What the fuck? Father is too early for the arrival!" I groaned. " Ahh, please it hurts the young master. Have mercy, let go of me," the maid moaned, crying in pain. Did I mention crying women during sex? I fucking hate when woman instead of moaning seductively starts wailing and crying. It's ugly and not attractive at all. I glanced at Lucifer who instantly pulled out his gun and fired at the maid. " Dude, what have you done? I wasn't ordering to kill her!" I sighed as I pulled out my d**k from the dead corpse of the maid.