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Part 1
Aida heard the soft thud of the door. As it closed, she bent lower, already on her knees as she gently washed the floor. Her ass pushed higher until it was above her head and she rested herself on her arms. Her full breasts touched the ground and swayed gently as she reached back and opened her buttocks.
She felt her house master enter the room and position himself behind her. He gathered her hair softly then pulled it hard, snapping her head back. At the same time, she felt him start to push into her ass. It hurt as usual, but she had learned to accept it as she began to be rocked back and forth once the wife left the house she became an anal whore.
It had been like this since she was a young maid and she had learned to accept it, even if the sperm in her ass stained the sheets at night.
Part 2
Not being allowed to speak had been hard at first. Her days involved folding, organizing and putting things away so after a while the forced silence became natural. When her master’s wife began to teach her the sounds she needed to make it was odd at first but with time she grew to learn the grunts and gagging sounds her house master enjoyed. Although not allowed to speak, the wife enjoyed pushing objects into her mouth as she practiced her noises.
The objects, mostly bananas, and large wooden shapes were not the most uncomfortable objects and it was sometimes something she looked forward to. At night, however, her house master would often enjoy her mouth with his own member, entering her slowly with his hand holding her head before making her gag with short, hard thrusts.
She learned that making the noises helped him climax quicker and his nightly visits became routine, with his sperm running down her chin and on to her white maids uniform. Over time, it created a stain her house mother enjoyed displaying to guests as she poured tea. Her mouth, much like her ass, had a second use, one that others would come to enjoy over time.
Part 3.
Aida hated Sundays. That was the day her master and his wife would invite their wealthy friends to the house for a morning tea and it meant she had a lot of preparation to do beforehand. It also meant she had to wear a special outfit, a long robe that opened at the back exposing her ass. Each time she served a tea or cake she would bend, and her asshole and pussy would open to the room.
Occasionally a woman would reach over and fondle her, pushing a finger quietly and roughly into her as she poured tea. It hurt but she knew what would come after morning tea would be much rougher. It was like this every Sunday and, she thought to herself, at least her body was plump and round enough to want to touch. She allowed herself a small smile as yet another hand entered, this time a ringed older woman’s finger in each hole, holding her in place and rocking her gently.
Part 4.
That night Aida went to bed. She had started to admit to herself that there were advantages to her life. She had a comfortable room and the food provided had let her become plump and rounded. It was frustrating at times to wear the same robe each day with an opening at the back to expose her, but like most things, she got used to it. She wished her bedroom had a door, but her house master and his wife preferred to quietly access her at all times, often when she was asleep.
She would often be awoken in the night to find her hips being raised and her ass entered, often it seemed more like a dream. Perhaps the only the thing that frustrated her was the long stares she received, not just by her masters sent their guests but by the other staff and the house dog. It was as if they all sensed her openness and submission, as yet though the only one to mount her had been the house master and his wife who used a wooden tool, sometimes quite roughly. She hoped they would be the only ones.
Part 5.
Sometimes at night, Aida allowed herself to think back to when her life at the castle began. Her mother had encouraged her to apply for the role of the room maid and said the money would help everyone. The interview, which she had done alongside five other girls from the village, had been conducted in a cold auditorium in the basement of the large stone building. She had been asked to do a variety of tasks, from pouring hot water into a cup to ironing sheets.
It had seemed odd at the time that the house mistress had required each applicant to dress only in a long robe, but it became apparent over the course of the interview that her skin and body were of equal importance to her skills at simple tasks. As she had completed each one the mistress had stood closely behind her, running her fingers along her body and feeling each curve, seemingly measuring her body. It had felt odd almost like she was a farm animal being measured for weight and softness.
Luckily Aida was rounded, especially her ass and thighs. Her mistress, in the final question, had asked whether she would find it acceptable to receive “alterations”. She had agreed assuming her mistress meant a haircut or more make up. Only later would she find out it meant more physical changes, ones that she cupped as she lay in bed remembering her first introduction to the castle and the things that would happen to her in the coming years. The silhouette of her body, almost cartoonish, cast a rounded shadow against the wall as she idly played with herself, wondering what would come next. In the distance, a dog barked and growled ominously, and she shivered in the cold dark night.
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