Maid My Novels & Stories

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.

"What mission?" "Be a maid in the place-" "Wait-wait-wait!" Feli cut off Leonel's words with lightning speed. "Didn't I hear wrong?" Feli looked at Leonel. "I heard the word MAID. MAID? Dad, am I supposed to be a Maid? Really, Daddy?! I don't want to!" "Just one month, Baby Girl-" "I don't want to even for one second!" cut in Feli again. "Then there will be no private jet."

One thing was for sure, I definitely underestimated how hard it was going to be having to say goodbye to all my regulars. “Are you moving salons?” One of my favorite pet parents, Amee Richardson, held her adoring arms out as I placed an overly excited Maya into them. For only being a seven month old Maltese puppy, she always behaved amazingly well for her baths and nail grinds. With Amee’s permission, I’d also attached a different handmade bow onto her pink studded collar at the end of each appointment.

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.

She was dumbstruck when she saw a tattooed woman looking fierce and feisty while holding the sticks and started beating the snare drum and ride cymbal. "Yeah! I know right?" Dennis even winked. Isabella chuckled as she sipped the margarita he gave and fixed her stare at the stage. Maria stood in front of the microphone while beside her was Apple. She was wearing a vest baby shirt that showed her navel and a skinny jeans. She tied her long hair into ponytail and her footwear were ankle boots. Isabella smiled at the new scenes she was seeing. Finally, she thought. She could see some colors in her life. She's now far away from her uncomfortable elegant lifestyle.

Mafia’s Maid Ashley froze on his lap as soon as she heard his demand. She was watching him without blinking her eyes as she didn’t believe the task he ordered her to do. Master Jeremy was holding a sinister smirk over his face watching her shocked expressions keenly. When she didn’t move even a bit after a few moments he bent down and sucked her nipple which was pulled out by him to wake her up from her trance.

It seems like I'll be needing a new maid That was my maid who just quit her job And i only gave her that bonus because she has been with me for a long time And she has been loyal. You might be wondering why a wealthy man like me would have only one maid for a mansion as big as mine Well i don't want too much females around me, they make me sick So i hire housekeepers who are all males, they take care of the house While my maid takes care of all the cooking in the house ****************************** ************* Caleb my maid just quit her job so i want you to put out a poster for the job okay ''Okay sir''

"You didn't ask for the Gift. Why?" "Because I don't trust gifts from people who don't wear shirts," Maya said. She stood up, dusting off her jeans. She was shorter than him, but she carried herself like she owned the tunnel. "And besides, I’m a Null. Your moon-tricks don't work on me. I’ve been human this whole time while you lot were busy biting each other." Malakai walked closer. He reached out to touch her hair. Maya slapped his hand away. "Don't." Her voice was like a whip. "I’m not one of your pets."

It was a special occasion, and I wanted to look my best. That's when my maid, Maya , walked into my room. She was a petite woman with a gentle disposition and a heart of gold. I had always admired her for her unwavering dedication and attention to detail. I smiled as she greeted me with a curtsy, and she immediately got to work, helping me get dressed for the evening. First, Maya fastened the back of the gown, pulling it snugly against my curves. The material felt soft and silky against my skin, and I couldn't help but twirl around in front of the mirror to admire the way it flowed with every movement I made.

’ Once the door closed behind her, I called out, “Send Maya in.” Moments later, she appeared hesitantly at the doorway. Her maid uniform hung slightly loose on her frame, and her wide eyes searched my face nervously. “Alpha?” “Come here,” I commanded gently, gesturing her forward. When she stood before me, I let my gaze settle on her, softer now. “Take that uniform off.” She blinked, startled. “What?” “You’re not a maid anymore,” I said firmly. “You may not be my mate …yet, Maya, but that doesn’t mean you’re a slave in my pack.”