Seducing My Maid Novels & Stories

come to dress me, knowing who I am, the ones who talk about your, er, how shall I put this? Your prowess in the bedroom, who give away your secrets, shall I tell you what your measurements are?’ Sarcasm dripped from her every word and he found himself getting, he could not help the maids talking about him, he knew he was no innocent he had fucked many of them. He had also removed many of them because they wanted more and when they became a problem, refusing to accept he had just used them for sex, they were packed off to one of his brothels never to be seen again. He hadn’t touched any of the maids for a long time, finding his relief

“What is ‘good’ about getting disqualified from the most talked-about legendary tournament?” The maid’s hand moved lower beneath the robe, slipping between her thighs. I stood there frozen and helpless, as Aunt Diane moaned again—longer, breathier—as the maid's fingers moved inside her. I stayed rooted to the spot like some obedient, doomed animal, watching the sick power play unfold in front of me. Then her eyes snapped open again. I knew that look. I knew what was coming. “Kneel.” She said softly, now grinding her hips shamelessly into the maid’s hand, the silk of her robe doing nothing to conceal what was happening underneath.

Jack shit. I pictured slamming her against the workshop door, bending her over the desk, taking her hard from behind. “Aaah!” The thought of Amanda screaming beneath me, moaning my name, set me on fire. I’d shut that bitch up with my cock in her mouth, make her beg for more she’d learn her place, just like this maid would. A knock pulled me out of it. I yanked the door open, towel barely clinging to my hips. The maid stepped in, a silk robe draped over her curves, carrying a tray with two glasses of champagne.

“You’re cheating on me with a maid? First it was Meadow, and now this? How low can you stoop?” I glared at the maid. “How did you get in here?” “I… I…” she stuttered, tears streaming down her face. “Talk!” I barked. She dropped to her knees, sobbing. “You were drunk, sir. When I came to check on you last night, you grabbed me. You kept calling me Meadow. I tried to fight you off. I begged you to stop, but you wouldn’t listen. You said I was Meadow and you’d never let me go. Then you… you forced yourself on me.”

I come out of the closet only to see a maid making my bed and I wondered why she was there, they usually clean when I am away but I couldn't blame her, today was Saturday and I slept in late. "Good morning Sir" The maid greeted me smiling as she watched me observe her, she bent down to pick up a pillow that had fallen only for her little cleaning dress to ride up her thigh and I instantly stiffened, was she doing this intentionally? She stood up slowly running her hands over her long legs and that only confirmed it, She was seducing me.

I looked at the maid who came over to serve me, she looked very clean and was also beautiful, but my thoughts were just of Star, my lower body reacted quickly, thinking about her body, her face, her touch and even the way she moaned, her sluttines, was all peculiar to me and I long for it now. Dropping the tea cup and closing my eyes, I knew this maid was trying to seduce me to ease my tension. She touched my body and unbuttoned my shirt one after another, but I was stoic like the rock at the end of the road, with Star being the only thought running through my mind, the maid was determined to make me desire her.

I pushed, praying for her to say it so I can finally vent my anger. "Who do you think you are? You're just a cheap slut who thinks she can seduce her way into easy life!" Maid two said, her appearance is nothing to write home about. "Ohh, you think I'm worthy enough to seduce the oh so mighty Mr Damon? You think too highly of me sweetie, but I'll have to thank you for that, you know you'll never be able to seduce anyone with a face like that!!" I smiled overly sweetly.

He trusted the maid so much, and he must have paid a huge amount of money to get her from the agency he had talked about earlier. The maid continued to beg Aiden and was getting too close to him. She stood up and grabbed his shirt, still pleading and pressing her boobs hard against his chest. She was shedding crocodile tears, as she pleaded with him, with tear-filled eyes. I felt my anger rise. I could feel a lump in my chest, and my heart became sour. Everyone stared on in anticipation to see what my reaction would be. It was obvious that the maid was trying to seduce Aiden into letting her stay. I was furious. How dare she try to use her body to seduce my husband?

Yes, working for Prince Scott was a joy. “No, I’m fine maid. I don’t need anything,” He said as he dismissed me with a wave of his hand. I scoffed and looked at him in annoyance. The arrogant fool! Another one of his favorite pastimes was calling me Maid. Despite me constantly correcting him. I swallowed down the retort in my throat, choosing to pick my battles, and strode out of his bedroom in irritation. As I hurried down the stairs, I noticed something. Well not exactly, I didn’t notice anything but my magic picked up something or someone. I tried to walk faster as I constantly looked over my shoulder in hopes that It was a fellow maid who had a crazy master that let her go at midnight.

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.