Seducing The Maid Novels & Stories

Adrian, unfazed by the scene, raised an eyebrow at the maid’s shocked expression. “Sorry,” the maid stammered, bowing quickly before retreating from the room. Her face was crimson with embarrassment. Selena stood frozen, unable to look at Adrian, unable to move. Her mind raced, her thoughts jumbled in a mess of confusion and humiliation. Her heart was still pounding in her chest, and her hands trembled with the aftermath of what had just happened. She couldn’t bring herself to leave, but she couldn’t stay either. The room felt suffocating, the air thick with sexual tension, and she knew she couldn’t face Adrian right now.

She was extremely seductive. "We do not need a maid," I said, my voice hot. But Julian cut in. "Of course we do need a maid. I personally need you. What's your name?" he asked her, while James and I gulped. We were having a business meeting at home to develop more business centers to empower our youth. What we had not expected was a temptress to strut into our view, disguised as a maid. She had a hold on Julian the moment his brown eyes locked on her blue eyes. Having a hold on one of us was the same as having a hold on all three of us. She was hot, her hips were extremely seductive. She smiled so innocently, and I couldn't believe she kept her chastity and Julian was her first.

"I told you I had something to tell you about your maid and I think it's very important. I don't understand why you didn't respond after I told you she did drugs." I scratched my neck nervously, wondering how to explain to her that I knew that and infact the maid was going to be my pretend wife. I settled on just telling her because there was nothing else I could do. "I know that already Bianca because she opened up to me about it and I've forgiven her." "What?" Bianca yelled, utterly surprised. "You mean you don't care that your maid did drugs? You even talked to her about itnd forgave her?"

I leave his cabin after bowing in front of him. As I make my way to the elevator, I clench my legs together, longing for release. However, this monster is deliberately, again and again, rubbing me and leaving me on the edges. I return to the earth as I bump into a woman who is decked up in an exposed dress. She glances at the hickey on my neck and then glares at me. “Who are you?” “I’m Alexander Sir’s Maid.” I reply, taken aback as she yanks my head back by clenching my hair.

“Alright then, let’s see how long you can resist.” His fingers continued their relentless exploration, parting her slick folds, drawing shudders from her body. Cordelia’s hips twitched, disgusted at her own involuntary response. Her thoughts spiraled—fear and confusion warring within her. She couldn’t understand why this was happening. She had no enemies, yet here she was, kidnapped and violated. “You’re not just wet—you’re already used to my fingers,” the man taunted, his gaze dripping with contempt for the innocent-faced woman beneath him. “Well? Doesn’t it feel good?”

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.

Sensational" he said and shrugged. The maid turned around so that they faced each other, then proceeded to strip him and then stripped herself. They entered the bathtub, but she was on top, she slid her pussy into his dick and began to move her hips slowly, and then faster. She moaned uncontrollably and increased her pace, she tried to go as fast as he normally did, but only got exhausted. They switched position and he thrust into her very powerfully making her scream, he groaned also as he made another thrust and the bathroom was just filled with nothing but the slamming of their sexes and the screams of the maid, together with the groan and moan of the boss.

She imagined the sounds the maid would make—little gasps, bitten-off moans, maybe even tears. The wife's other hand found her breast, pinching her nipple hard enough to hurt. She imagined the maid's mouth there, sucking, biting, leaving marks that would bruise beautifully under that prim uniform. "Come here," she gasped into the darkness, as if the maid could hear her. "Come here and fuck me." She fucked herself harder, faster, her fingers slick and shining. She imagined the maid's resistance breaking, imagined her finally giving in, imagined pushing her onto this very bed and devouring her whole.

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

“Let them know how badly I’m fucking my new little sister.” He spun me around, lifted me onto the kitchen . Suddenly we heard footsteps. One of the maids, a young woman in her thirties, walked into the kitchen carrying cleaning supplies. She froze in the doorway. I panicked. “Jax... stop—” But he didn’t. He kept thrusting, slower but still deep, his hand still covering my mouth. The maid’s eyes widened, but instead of running or screaming, she just… stared. Her cheeks flushed. She didn’t look away. There was intrigue in her eyes, almost fascination, as she watched Jax fucking me on the counter.