Sex With The Maid: Two Men And A Lady Novelas e Histórias

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''

As soon as the door closed, I knew I was in deep shit. This seemed even more exclusive. About three women were tied in different manners, some to a table, some to a pole. But they all seemed to be there at will. Two men wearing ski masks and shirtless whipped them as they moaned while in the corner, Aiden sat, legs spread apart as a woman knelt in between, her head moving up and down. With the way she moved, I could tell she was sucking him. My cheeks immediately reddened in embarrassment as I looked away when his eyes caught mine.

All their money is safe because no leeches sucked their blood that night. As Rhoda, Laura, and Mildred approached wearing male masks and hair firmly fixed, their husband was unable to recognize them that night as the girls approached the females in male outfits, but they laughed together after discovering each other's secrets. "You're all naughty girls," Madam exclaims, not realizing that the wives of the men Madam invited were all in the same night spot at the same time. "Thank God, our husband's money still doesn't suck by you girls," the wives whisper.

The men were sex hungry and ever since the lady joined the agency, many men wanted to have a taste of her but she was always stubborn and wouldn't allow the men to have a taste until tonight when the boss asked her to strip and get fucked. The boss wasn't happy as she watched the p**n show life and direct. The two men had fucked the Mafia don's woman successfully and has sent the the recording of Linda moaning sounds. But the president's woman is always so lucky and she wondered why. The three men fucked the girl until she passed out. The boss smiled and stripped. She sent the men away and called for a man. The man stepped into the room and was surprised to see his girlfriend naked and tied

"I don't play the odds. I play for the person who pulled the locket out of the fire." Caleb pulled her into a kiss that tasted of salt, blood, and a $100 Billion victory. The "Contract" was dead. The "Secret" was out. And the "Maid" had finally become the Master of the Game.

I stammered as my eyes widened. "Shut up," he hissed at me. From my waist, his hands went up to my head and caressed my face then moved down my sides until his hands reached my hips. I couldn't stand it anymore so I pushed him hard. He lay down on the bed but did not try to get up. "Get out of my house right now. I will not accept a thin and ugly maid like you. So leave now if you don't want my men to drag you out."

“They’ll get used to you being here. You start work tomorrow morning at six. Maria, one of the other maids, will show you the ropes.” ::::::::::::: Morning came too soon. Maria, a woman in her fifties with kind eyes but a strict tone, woke me while it was still dark. “Come on, girl,” she said. “We’ve got a lot to do before the family wakes up.” The work was brutal, scrubbing floors, cleaning bathrooms, washing dishes, helping with meal prep. My hands were raw by midmorning, my back ached terribly, but I didn’t complain. This job was giving Johnson a chance at life. That was all that mattered.

Then I turned toward the corner of my room where my maid, Lyssa, had been standing silently through the whole ordeal. She was the only person in this hellhole I trusted. Three months ago, she'd returned from a trading trip to the Moonshadow Kingdom with stories that had set my blood on fire. Stories about women who owned property. Women who studied at universities. Women who answered to no one but themselves. I'd dreamed about it every night since. "Selene—" Lyssa's voice was worried. "What are you thinking?" I looked at her dead in the eye. "I would rather die before I throw myself into this marriage."

The silence felt heavy, as if every heartbeat echoed through the room. “Among the three of you,” began one of the elder caretakers, her tone serious, “the bosses—our Madam and Sir—will choose who among you will become their personal maid. You must accompany them everywhere. This is not a request—it’s a job you must obey and prepare for.” The three exchanged glances. Tension engulfed them. Maxine swallowed hard, Lyka couldn’t sit still, while Roxane tried to maintain a calm facade despite her heart pounding loudly in her chest.

“Then what the fuck is wrong with that?” I frowned and looked at him, his eyebrows raised but still looking straight ahead. “Why? It’s really wrong, right?” “I mean, he’s not a married man, right? Does he have a family? A child? A wife? A girlfriend? If he doesn’t have any of those, then it’s perfectly fine, as long as you’re not ruining any relationships.” I didn’t answer. For some unknown reason—I felt at ease. “I’m his maid,” I said.