Spank Maid Novels & Stories

I was completely satisfied when I saw her mother leave the house, it was only a few days after my conversation with Ross and soon Emma had abandoned Amber. A few more days and she no longer had a single dollar to eat, I noticed through the photos that Adam sent me that she soon began to lose a little weight, I want revenge, but I'm not that cruel, I asked him to find a way for her to accept a few purchases, something that would last for at least a week and soon this was resolved, I talked to Clara about her and bingo. The trap was set.

As she whispers, a smug smile spreads across my face. “How many spanks are remaining?” Edward enquires Mia, squeezing her red buttocks. “Six, Master.” She responds, her voice laced with desire. This means I have ample time to punish my girl. “Don’t even think of closing your legs. Otherwise, I’ll tie you up and spank you the entire night when we get home.” I warn her before raising my hand and giving her a hard smack. With each strike, Alice grips her dress, and her legs quiver because of the intensity of the spanks.

It’s about a wealthy family with a nineteen-year-old son in college who just hired a middle-aged, hot maid. She’s very hot. The father and the son want her. They do things to her, punish her for silly mistakes just to spank her and grab her ass. She kneels for both of them, doing everything she’s told. I swallow. She sucks their cocks. They tease her. She calls the father Daddy and the son Master.

Walking closer to the maid, Maya crosses her arm, and glared down at the head maid, "You would really dare to go against the Chairman's orders?" The maid was undeterred,"Your fiance?" She smirked, laughing derisively, "You're just delusional, Maya Eugene...ahh!" A loud sound echoed around the room s Maya landed a deafening slap on the maid's face. She held her reddened cheek with a trembling hand and turned to look at Maya im disbelief, "Y...you....you dare to slap me?" Maya smirked, her hand still held in mids air after delivering the slap, "It was just a little something to help straighten out your senses, " she uttered to the absolute shock of the head maid.

When I found out I was suffering from heart failure, I was given ten days left to live. For the first time in my life, I smiled because I could finally repay Don Santos for taking me in. To repay Frank Santos' debt, I became his daughter's personal maid in private for 12 years, although I was his adopted daughter in name. I willingly endured all of Principessa Jackie Santos' tantrums. Jenny made me stay in the dark, damp basement and never allowed me to share the table when the family had their meals. On several trips that I had accompanied her on, Jenny left me behind on the outskirts on purpose and made me walk back on my own. I snapped out of the memories and dragged my exhausted bo

the maid said again tapping her this time around looking frustrated by Stella's silence. Stella was startled and turned around quickly. The maid took a quick step backwards on seeing the ugly look in her eyes. "How dare you touch me?" Stella asked with her eyes flaming with rage. "I have been calling you but you weren't responding" the maid said looking scared. "And so fucking what? Is that what gave you the audacity to lay those filthy hands of yours on me?" She asked glaring at her. The maid was a middle aged woman, old enough to be her mother.

She quickly ran inside. The kitchen was so big and spacious, with different maid running here and there on their maid uniform. This work is difficult but I have to do all this because of my sister Amelia. "Are you the new maid" a older woman who look like someone on her 60s interrogated me. "Yes ma I am." "I am miss Clara the head cook." "And you are".? Ashley,"nice name you got." "Here is your uniform you have to wear it when ever you are on duty."

My fucking ass is going numb from sitting for damn hours in this car watching a god damn door. " I'm going to sleep tell me when something actually happens, " I told the guy who was with me in the car, laying down in the back seats. " The door is opening" I stood up and kept looking at the door, a girl came out of it. " who is she? " I asked him. I've never seen her before " she's the maid" What? How can she be the maid, she doesn't look like a maid, she looks like... oh fuck, get a grip on yourself, man.

She twisted her lips slightly. No need to take more photos go back to work. Mrs Sarah ordered the maids. Yes ma'am said Harriet and bowed her head. Yes ma'am said Kate. She also bowed her head. But madam we haven't taken enough photos and sir Malik hasn't ordered the shoot to stop. Cathy spoke firmly. She is the new maid Magdalena hired recently on the orders of the old lady. Mrs Sarah's smile disappeared and looked at her un blinking. But before she utter another word, Tariq has already slapped her on the face.

Why the fuck did you chose a fucking useless spineless maid over us? Mum was all tears, sobbing silently as she absorbed Bryson's insults. She had never had his vile mouth spill such insulting words. She thought he was a nice person, and now to hear him talk like this. It broke her, I could see her resolve breaking. She was breaking down and soon, she would give him the answer he wanted. 'Bryson you don't have to talk shit to get a point across. ' I angrily stated. 'Careful what you say, you might regret it later. ' I added.