Curvy Maid Novels & Stories

'' the maid smiled. She began to tell Sylvia stories about how things didn't really work for her as a makeup artist and stylist. Sylvia felt for her and decided to give her a try. Her maid took her time to make her up and style her hair. She did it in an updo fashion, making sure that Sylvia's natural curls were prominent. It turned out to be mind-blowing and Sylvia was so happy. She thanked her maid and told her she's going to give her a reward. Then she puts on her dress and a beautiful shoe before going to stand before the mirror to check herself out.

Emotionally tired and sad. "Give me a minute" Curly said with a look over her shoulder. "Yes, My Princess" The maid agreed with a bow of her head. She turned and walked back through the hallway they came out from. Daisy turned to tell Izzy to excuse them too, but Izzy alreafy ran through the other side with her friend, the cat, chasing her around. Princess Curly started walking close and Daisy met her at the center. Daisy inclined her head slightly, "Princess Curly "

Her voice is low and quiet. She’s Amanda, 49 years old and our one and only maid, she’s been working with us for 5 years already. “Shhh... just go to Elizabeth’s room. Make sure that she doesn’t come out.” I whisper and waited for her to leave completely. My hands are shaking. I touch the doorknob. I could hear a strange noise as I listen carefully. I swallow nervously. I was surprised when I opened it and saw them both naked. A blonde young woman was on top of him...

"Your uniforms. You'll get three rotate them for laundry. Mrs. Chen is super strict about appearance, so make sure everything is always pressed and perfect." Aria unzipped the bag and pulled out the uniform. Classic maid attire black dress with white trim, modest neckline, hem that hit just below the knee. Professional. Anonymous. Exactly what she needed. She changed quickly while Lucy kept up her commentary. "So the main thing you need to know is that there are like, unofficial rules on top of the official ones. Like, never go to the third floor unless Mr. Blackwood specifically asks for you that's his private space and he's really weird about it. And don't let James catch you breaking any

Maybe they were involved. "The other maid wasn't a maid at all." My heart fell. She was your girlfriend? "She was actually a spy working for one of my competition in the industry. Her mission was to get the job as a maid in my mansion and, whenever I left documents in my office, she would send the information to the other companies so they always knew my every move. Then I met Sharon. I invited her over and she spent the night.

Stone scraped my skin, corners hit my ribs, and by the time they were done I’d picked up bruises I’d feel for days. They didn’t regard me as their Luna. We got back to the room and they pushed me in but the door lock didn’t click. Immediately the door opened and a young maid walked in, quenching my curiosity. “Good day my Lady, my name is Sarah and I’m your personal maid.” She announced her face expressionless. I picked up her scent immediately, an omega. She looked barely over her teenage years but her hands were covered with scars and blisters. A personal maid? Or a personal spy?

The maid was constantly trying to get me to fuck her. My doors opened and I turned, locking eyes with the maid, Ariel. I eyed her suspiciously. She held a large brush-broom in her hand. The girl was a beauty, a complete coincidence that she bore the same name as my mate and was almost as gorgeous. She closed the door and bowed lowly. “Cleaning your quarters my lord.” She said in her a childish voice.

Sibel’s POV "I, Sibel Cormac, sole heir of Alpha Calvin, the mighty King of Moonfang Pack, do solemnly swear by the sacred goddess to vanquish Alpha Darius, our sworn adversary and the ruthless leader of Shadowclaw Pack. I pledge to safeguard the vulnerable and wage war against the forces of darkness that threaten our very existence. The fate of Moonfang and our pack mates hangs in the balance, and I, with strong determination, shall lead the charge into the fray. Tomorrow, we march into battle, with me at the forefront and our brave warriors by my side. The dawn of victory is upon us, and our enemies shall soon tremble before the might of Moonfang!"

My fucking ass is going numb from sitting for damn hours in this car watching a god damn door. " I'm going to sleep tell me when something actually happens, " I told the guy who was with me in the car, laying down in the back seats. " The door is opening" I stood up and kept looking at the door, a girl came out of it. " who is she? " I asked him. I've never seen her before " she's the maid" What? How can she be the maid, she doesn't look like a maid, she looks like... oh fuck, get a grip on yourself, man.

Comment what you think of this line and I might horny edit it in Banks- Crawl to me Eleanor- Why not Chase me? Haha, I'm grinning. Tell me it sounds like what a Dom will punish