More Hands Maids Novels & Stories

The aroma of whatever he made filled my nostrils as I stood in the kitchen and waited for him to acknowledge my presence. “It’s not even morning, Homer,” he grumbled and then faced the stove to continue. A young woman came into the kitchen holding a bucket and mop and wearing a maid uniform. “Stella, could you also mop the office?” Dominic softened his voice when he spoke to the random woman “Okay, sir.” she nodded and walked away. “Stella is also a maid. She has been a maid for a very long time now, and she does a very good job.” Dominic said, “Don’t make me pick her over you.” he continued in a lower voice.

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.

"Daddy, I love this one," my daughter Amelia said. She thrust the application into my hand. We have been looking for maid to take care of household needs for months. Hundreds of applications entered online, many were interested because of the large salary offered. Anita is Mom's employee, who sorts them out and there are fifteen candidates left. That pile of files has been on my desk for a week without me having chance to touch it. I don't have time.

Syrn's POV The two maids, Martha and Sarah, had their hands clamped under my armpits, their fingers digging into my skin with a tremor they couldn't hide. I felt the wet, sticky heat of the blood soaking into their uniforms, and the smell of it—my own copper-tang—was intoxicating.

Hallway of the Red River Clan House Two maids of the same age looked exhausted. While one was cleaning the sweat dotting her forehead, the other maid had a smile of relief creeping on her lips. "Finally, the Clan House is cleaned!" The dusky maid said to Mona. Mona heaved, "Yes, it was a hectic day indeed!" The maid nudged Mona and teased her, "I am going to sleep. But what about you hun? I bet you wouldn't get a wink of sleep, hun? Did you forget what it is today?" The maid winked to Mona who blushed instantly.

And now… even the maid’s life hung in the balance because of me. A heavy silence filled the room. The elderly maid finally turned her head toward the others and gave a slow nod. It wasn’t loud or harsh, just a small, tired motion of surrender. The other maids immediately understood the signal. They moved like shadows, their faces blank, their steps light and cautious, like they were walking on glass.

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.

seasonings are. Why did the Alpha choose to punish me like this! You all are useless!" Dina lamented, insulting and complaining about the three maids in the kitchen with us. The situation wasn't making sense until I took a sneak peek at the three maids in the kitchen. My mouth dropped open when I saw that the supposed old maids weren't old at all. In fact, they look too young to be chefs or kitchen maids. I wanted to ask questions but I figured I would know if I listen closely to Dina's tirade. It was only a matter of time before she spewed everything I needed to know. And I was right but the problem is, if I had listened to the other maid's gossip I wouldn't have had to pretend that my leg

DANIEL'S POV. THE NEXT DAY. I couldn't believe I'd hired that girl. She was so weird and different from anyone I'd seen before and that didn't sit well with me. My pitying self just had to look into her big eyes and give her what she wanted. Now I'm stuck with her as my maid. "What's that lady's name again?" I asked Clara who was doing her best to keep up with my stride. "Jessica Cooper," Clara said, out of breath.

touch me please Your plea sends a surge of desire through the boys, and they waste no time in responding. Lucas's hand slides down from your cheek to your neck, his thumb gently caressing your pulse point. Jeke hesitates for a moment before placing his hand on your hip, his touch gentle yet firm. Nicolas's hands continue their exploration, his fingers tracing the contours of your body with increasing urgency. Henri's possessive nature wars with his desire to please you, and he steps closer, his hand resting on your thigh.