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I was sitting in my high back leather chair and butted the cigarette out in the self-cleaning ashtray on my desk. My office occupied the entire top floor of this building, with floor to ceiling, one-way windows all around that looked over the city skyline. The papers in front of me outlined my latest deal with the Yakuza, the purchase of ten thousand assault rifles I would be selling to the Iraqi government at a good margin. At this point, I had more money than I could spend in my lifetime. The real pleasure came in its ability to buy whatever I wanted. My flight to Japan was leaving in an hour. I needed something to relax me before my flight. I tapped the intercom.

“Avril, get me a Laphroaig and a Bolivar.”

Within minutes, my maid walked in holding a tray. On it was a wide snifter of single malt scotch, a cigar along with a cutter and lighter. Avril really was quite stunning. I brought her over from France after I spotted her working in a local club. She was dressed in the traditional French maid uniform. Her dark hair was pulled tight into a bun and she wore a black and white, white lace gloves, low cut top along with a skirt that barely covered her long slender legs. She walked around my desk, placed the snifter onto the table, cut the cigar and placed it into my mouth as I leaned back.

“Monsieur, would you like me to light it for you?”

“Yes Avril, please.”

I puffed on the smooth cigar, all the while staring at her beautiful tits as she leaned over. I thought I wanted booze to relax me, but seeing those boobs in that tight top made me realize what I really wanted. I casually reached out and ran my hands over her breasts. She immediately pulled back.

“Mais Monsieur! Vous ne…you should not do these things!” She pulled back.

“Now listen here Avril. How much do I pay you? Much more than you would possibly make in this country. You will do exactly what I want, when I want or you will no longer be employed here. I have to leave shortly, but before I go, I want you to get on your knees and suck me off. Are we clear?”

“But…I do like working for you. You do pay me well, but…I am not a, how you say… whore.” She placed the lighter onto the table and started to walk away.

I immediately pushed a button that automatically closed the heavy doors to the elevator. She walked over and pushed the button to open it, but nothing happened. I just took a small sip of the scotch and leaned back.

“Now listen here Avril. You know what I am capable of. You are not leaving this office until my come is down your throat. You can either do it willingly, or I will do it by force. If I have to do it by force…all I will say is that there will be other repercussions, of which your non-employment here will be the least of your concerns.”

She stopped pushing the elevator button and stood in front of it. I looked at her fine figure, paying special attention to her legs that were in a set of sexy dark stockings. She slowly turned around and walked back over to the desk.

“Monsieur…please do not make me do this.” She pleaded.

“Enough fucking around. Take off my pants and get started.” I still held the snifter in one hand but put my cigar down in the ashtray. She slowly got down onto her knees and after a few moments, started to undo my belt.

“Unzip me with your teeth.” I snarled.

After popping open the top button of my Armani pants with her lace gloved hand, she leaned over, fished around for the zipper and slowly pulled it down with her mouth. It was actually quite difficult for her considering how hard my dick now was.

“Come on, hurry up already. I’ve got work to do.” I said, taking another sip of scotch.

She opened my pants and then pulled down my underwear. My cock popped out, waiting for her.

“First, I want you to lick it slowly.” I said casually.

She shook her head side to side, not believing what she was being asked to do. She took each hand, put it onto the armrests of my chair, leaned forward and started to lick the shaft slowly. The teasing feeling of her wet tongue on me felt fantastic. The fact that she was drop dead gorgeous helped a lot as well.

“And now my balls. Put my fucking balls in your mouth.”

After a few more moments, she reached back up to the top of my pants and pulled them all the way down to my ankles. At first, she licked me some more along the shaft, but then slowly worked her way down. She first took one in her mouth, playing with it using her tongue.

“I knew when I first saw you in France, that you would be able to suck a great dick.”

My sentence seemed to shock her into realizing what she was doing. She suddenly pulled herself up, but stayed on her knees between my legs.

“S'il vous plait…do not make me do this.” Avril whined.

“I do not have time for this bullshit.” I said angrily. I put down my scotch and grabbed the bun of dark hair behind her head. “Open your fucking mouth now and suck me.” I pulled her head towards my crotch, but she tried to pull back. “Open it I said!” After a moment of hesitation, she stopped trying to pull back and slowly leaned forward again. With my other hand, I pulled my dick forward until it was lined up with her mouth. “Open wide bitch!” Her mouth opened up and I pulled her head forward over my dick. “Now suck it! Suck it like your life depended on it.”

She wrapped her lips around my penis and started suck gently. Using her hair as leverage, I started to move her head up and down on my penis. “Yeah, that’s it.” I could see her spit making my dick start to glisten and she slid up and down on my shaft. I took my hand off the back of her head and picked up my drink again. At first she stopped, but then started to move on her own. I think she started to realize that this was going to happen one way or another and instead, gave it her best.

She was actually giving a pretty good blowjob after all. “Put your hand around the shaft and stroke me while you suck me.” Her hand slowly moved off the arm rest and wrapped around the base of my dick. It was very sexy watching the white lace glove as it worked on my dick. I could hear a gentle slurping sound and she worked her way on my cock.

As she was working on me, my hand moved between us and I started to rub one of her breasts. I slid my hand into the top and directly onto her boob. She wasn’t wearing any bra under her top and I played with her nipple gently.

“Faster slut. I’ve got work to do.” She started to move quicker up and down and I watched her pretty face as she blew me. “And watch the teeth” as I took a sip from my drink and a drag from the cigar.

“Stop for a minute and just play with the head of my dick.” She took the penis out of her mouth and started to stroke the head of my penis with her hand. “No you dumb cunt! With your tongue.” She bowed her head with a look of shame and then wrapped her lips around the top. Her tongue started to play gently with the top, sending waves of pleasure through me.

“Now work your way down to the bottom. I want to see my dick so deep down your throat that I can’t even see it.”

She took her hands and put them onto my knees. Her mouth started to work its way down my shaft until there was only an inch or so left. I could tell she was already as deep as she thought she could go. But not deep enough for me. I took my hand and put it on the back of her head, grabbing her hair bun firmly. I pushed her down even further. She started to push back, but there was no way. She started to struggle a bit, giving my knee a little slap.

“I know you can go deeper than that. Come on!” I pushed harder, until her lips were buried deep into my pubic hair. She started to moan at first and then a little gag. I released her and her head shot up as she started to cough.

Before she could recover, I put my glass down and stood up. She looked up at me, with a pleading look in her eye. I reached over and put my hands on her shoulders.

“You know, you are truly a beautiful woman.” I slid my hand down and grabbed either side of her top. Yanking both sides at once, her boobs popped out. I wrapped my hands around both of them as she looked away in shame.

“Come on Avril…you are not done yet. Finish me off in your pretty little mouth.” I grabbed the back of head and shoved it into my crotch again. She turned her head, grabbed my penis and put it back in her mouth. “Yeah…that feels good. Now hurry up and make me come.”

She moved her head back and forth, sucking me hard now. I could feel my balls swell up as my orgasm approached. “Play with my balls while you suck me off.” One of her hands reached up and started to gently play with my nuts while I grabbed her other hand and put it on my ass.

“No stopping now whore. I’m going to come down your throat.” I put my hand gently on the back of her head, ready to hold her in place if she pulled off. It slowly built up and then with a great yell, I blew my load into her mouth. She tried to pull away, but I was ready for her and shoved her back, not letting any of it escape from her mouth. “Oh FUCK! Swallow it BITCH!” Her eyes were now wide open and she kept trying to pull away. I finally pulled her off and come dribbled out of her mouth. I grabbed my dick with my other hand and kept stroking it. Another line of come flew out, hitting her in the cheek and all across her heaving, naked breasts.

“Oh damn…that was good Avril. I will have to do that again.” She was still on her knees, with her head turned away. I casually rubbed my come into her tits.

“Stand up.” She slowly got off of her knees, pulling her top up to cover herself again. She turned around and started to walk away, but I grabbed her around the waist and pulled her tight against me. She immediately gave a moan of fear.

“That was really good. Check your next pay check. There will be a gift for you. And remember, you are now my high priced whore. Whenever I want you, you will do what I say. Is this in any way unclear?” To emphasize my point, I ran my hand down her uniformed belly. My hand went below her short skirt until my hand rested on the front of her panties. “And from now on, leave the panties at home. They just get in the way.” I gave a short rub along her pussy through the silk black panties. “Now go and tell them to get my plane ready.”

She walked quickly away from me trying to hold her top together. I pushed the button on my desk to summon the elevator and she strode in as quickly as she could. As the doors closed, I could see her put her face into her hands and cry.

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Sandy's Sissy Maid By maidboy275 Mistress Sandy had given me a simple order, "When you get up Monday morning get dressed into your pink domestic maid uniform." I knew I needed to do it, I even planed on doing it. Sunday night I had added a new coat of polish to my always polished toenails and then used the deep pink nail polish on my fingernails. I had let it dry in order to be ready first thing Monday morning. I had gone over my body with a razor in the shower and made sure I...

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The Resort Maid

The Resort Maid Belladonna Elias Dara and his wife, Mariasela, exited the bus with smiles on their faces as the warm wind off the Caribbean Sea brushed against them as they stepped onto the resort's grounds. They followed their fellow travelers towards the check in desk while the resort staff began to unload the luggage from the bus. As Elias followed behind them, hand in hand with his wife, he smiled as he thought about how his vacation was going to be far different than that of...

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The Master the Madam and the Maid

The drive to Don and Carol’s isn’t far but traffic was snarled making the journey irritating. It had been an arduous work week for both Jean and I and we were looking forward to the evening as we always do to these special get-togethers.Jean and I are married, in our late fifties and began swinging about eight years ago. Jean is 5’ 8’’ tall, a slim blonde who could easily pass for 38. She has small breasts with large, erect nipples, an ass to die for and a multiple orgasmic pussy topped with...

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The Master the Madam and the Maid

The drive to Don and Carol’s isn’t far but traffic was snarled making the journey irritating. It had been an arduous work week for both Jean and I and we were looking forward to the evening as we always do to these special get-togethers. Jean and I are married, in our late fifties and began swinging about eight years ago. Jean is 5’ 8’’ tall, a slim blonde who could easily pass for 38. She has small breasts with large, erect nipples, an ass to die for and a multiple orgasmic pussy topped with...

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Summertime Maid

It was all in place for Leo Munby. He had sold the company that he had built from the ground up for over 100 million dollars. He had given 20 years to creating that company and now he was going to enjoy the middle years of his life. The deal was signed. He had bid goodbye to all of his employees and returned home from the office for the last time. He exited the building through the servant's entrance as he often did. The feeling of walking under that sign always gave him a thrill. Of...

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The Patched Up Maid

THE PATCHED UP MAID It all started when I was first seriously dating Carla, my soon to be wife. Well no, I suppose it really started when I was about six or seven years old. That was when I first discovered the wonderful feeling of my older sister's underwear. I got hooked and although I tried to kick my compulsion many times, I knew I had to tell the woman I was going to ask to be my wife my little secret. I admitted that I was ashamed of what I did and she agreed. Carla...

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Boarding School Encounter 04 Miss Marilynn Molests the Maid

Chapter Four: Miss Marilynn Molests the Maid By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 “Miss Marilynn! Missy Marilynn,” a panicked, feminine voice called, reaching into the confused thoughts of Marilynn Gully, the young philosophy teacher at The Kensington Boarding School, an all-girls school in the English countryside. “Please, please wake up, Miss Marilynn.” What happened? the teacher wondered, trying to organize her thoughts while her body lay limp, her eyes closed. She felt the hands push on...

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My Father The Maid

My Father, The Maid, by Oona. I thought it was really weird when I received the random text from my step mother, even though I had known her for most of my adult life as my father's new wife we had never really been close. Hell, for that matter I had never really been close to my father either, he was always pulling long hours at the office when I was young, so he was never around. Nowadays I rarely if ever saw him, once a year for Christmas at most, and maybe a text on my birthday....

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Made to Maid

Made to Maid name of author withheld by request Part I It was great having my own car. Even though it was a just a used Neon, I didn't care. A car was a car. My parents had bought it for me only a few weeks ago for my 18th birthday. And today, I was making the drive by myself from Omaha to Chicago for a cousin's wedding. I was shocked when they said I could make the drive myself, but happy to have the newfound freedom. Having left after school, I knew it I wouldn't make it...

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Becoming a Career Sissy Maid

I have been submissive for as long as I can remember. Growing up I adored my mother and would watch everything she did around the house. Eventually I would help her with more and of the cleaning, cooking and laundry. She playfully called me her maid when I was helping her and I began to refer to her as Ma'am. When I was 13, we decided that I should go to a friend's Halloween party as a French Maid. For some reason this really excited me! My first masturbation fantasy was imagining...

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The Happy Maid

THE HAPPY MAID "You don't need a husband, Carol dear, you need a maid," Tina West told her best friend. "I know you're well paid but the idea of you going home and being the little housewife makes me shudder. How do you put up with it?" "It's not quite as bad as you make it sound Tina, Norman usually does the cooking and other household chores. He knows that his job isn't as demanding as mine. The trouble is that I still feel that I should look after him better than I...

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Connie The Junior Maid

CONNIE THE JUNIOR MAID by Monica Graz PART 1 - Connie becomes a maid My name is Connie and I'm a 23 years old gender fluid male. I work by choice as a full-time live-in housemaid for almost a year now. But let me tell you my rather unusual story and how it all started. I was born as Michael (Mike) Allen the only child to a well-off family and I grew up as a privileged boy going to the best private schools and eventually to a prestigious university where I was studying...

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My First Experience As A Maid

My first experiences as a maid Hi, I am Mariëlle (28) and I like to tell you about my first experiencesas... a french maid! I hope my (rather naughty) story does not only turn youon, but may also inspire you. I know there are a lot of people (both men andwomen) who fantasize about being a maid or having one, but usually people don'tspeak our about it. Not even to their partner, because they feel ashamed orsomething. Something they shouldn't be! I have had submissive feelings as long as I know....

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Friday Night Maid

Friday Night Maid - By: Diane Leonard I am a Friday night maid. After a week of hard work, I relax by dressing up in a sexy maids outfit and serving, pleasing and pleasuring my wife. While she is out dancing with her friends, I am dressed up as a Friday uniform waiting for my wife to return home. She doesn't like my fetish, but this agreement, once a week seems to work for us. But this last week was to be totally different. It started out like any other Friday night session. I...

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Transformation Finale The Maid

The maid. I open my eyes and stare at the ceiling. I feel the smooth silk of the sheets against my skin and revel in the sensation. My mind flicks through the miriad of bodies I have inhabited over the last few months. Despite the different faces one thing has been constant, the fact that they were all submissive, something I now relate to. I look around, It appears by the light through the blinds that it is early morning. I rub my eyes.......wait! Those are my hands, I am back in my...

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Boarding School EncounterChapter 4 Miss Marilynn Molests the Maid

“Miss Marilynn! Missy Marilynn,” a panicked, feminine voice called, reaching into the confused thoughts of Marilynn Gully, the young philosophy teacher at The Kensington Boarding School, an all-girls school in the English countryside. “Please, please wake up, Miss Marilynn.” What happened? the teacher wondered, trying to organize her thoughts while her body lay limp, her eyes closed. She felt the hands push on her. Who is that? Daisy? ... disconnected... an alien voice whispered through...

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Forgetful Maid

Forgetful Maid by Sally Tranz 1 - Dressing for Sunday chores My silent alarm buzzed and my arm jerked slightly as the watch brought me out of my light sleep. Although it had been a late night, I rarely slept past 7am, but Sunday was a special day. Sometimes, the alarm was set as late as 9am, which meant that I lay in bed even when awake. Sunday was the day my lady was treated very special. Today it was 7.30. As I eased out of our bed, the gentle breathing of my lady reassured...

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My New Maid

My New Maid By Margaret Jeanette Sarah and Jim Toomey were enjoying a steak at their favorite steak house. He was looking all around and observing the other patrons. "What are you looking at?" "I am just observing all the customers. Do you notice all the men are wearing dark suits and all the women are wearing bright, colorful outfits? Look at the woman at the table next to us. She is wearing a bright yellow blouse with lots of ruffles on it. She looks so feminine. Look...

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The Regents Maid

This is a role play between darknessmonger and Aurelié Catena It is written in third person so it can be read as a story instead of those roleplays that switch between characters. The rules of the game are: Aurelié decided on a torture that would break her and darknessmonger had 7 days to figure it out by noticing the hints on her reactions, and taking care of not overdoing and losing her. So, do you want to know who won? Read on. Introduction Aurelia is a maid at the Regent’s castle. At least...

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A Faithful Maid

James felt a hand on his shoulder as he slept but ignored it.“Young Master.” A female called out, at the same time shaking him again. “It’s time for you to get up now.”“Just a few more minutes… please, Paulette.” He flipped onto his side, putting his back to her.She giggled. “I’m not falling for that one again, mister. Last time, it took you almost an hour to get ready.”Letting out a sigh, he finally sat over the edge of the bed to see the woman standing in front of him. She was...

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