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Story Codes: Female/Female, Teen male/Female/Teen female, Mind Control, Oral Sex, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Public Sex, Hot Wife, Cuckold, Interracial

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Main Characters

Lance Hayward: New Master of Hayward Manor.
Cali: The purple-eyed maid with a mysterious past. Has the Golden Garter.
Maria Hayward: Lance’s mother. Has the Silver Garter and is his Mommy-Maid.
Kylie Hayward: Lance’s little sister. Has the Pink Garter and his Little Sister Maid.
Ms. Lynette Docea: Lance’s history teacher. Has the Light-Blue Garter and is his Teacher-Maid.
Nancy Heres: Lance’s aunt and mother’s sister. Has the Red Garter and is his Aunt-Maid.
Bella Miles: Lance’s best friend. Has the Yellow Garter and is his Maid-Wife.

The Daughter Maids – Bronze Garters
Angela Hayward: Lance’s daughter with his mother.
Virginia Hayward: Lance’s second daughter with his mother.

The Virgin Maids – Pink Garters
Ashley: Student
Brenda: Student
Janiqua: Student
Tabitha: Kylie’s best friend

The Wise-Maids – Gray Garters
Asuka: Student
Mrs. Johnson: Teacher
Mrs. White: Principal
Sister Martha Ruth: Nun at St. Theresa

The Slut-Maids – Orange Garters
Alisha: Shop girl
Deborah: Aunt Nancy’s eldest daughter.
Izzy: Aunt Nancy’s youngest daughter.

The Concubine-Maids – Green Garters
Alice: Student
Carla: Cheerleader
Felicity: Student
Gloria: Student
Mrs. Miles: Bella’s mother
Veronica: Student

Other Characters

Abigail Wright: Curator at the Museum of Neolithic History
Aleister Hayward: Brought the manor from England to America
Clint Hartford: Groom going to marry Opal Kenning
Coach Richards: Teacher
Ji-Woo Im: Runs Happy Touch Massage Parlor
Mortimer Hayward: Lance’s dead uncle, previous owner of Hayward Manor.
Mr. Carter: Teacher
Mr. Jordan: Teacher
Opal Kenning: Bride going to marry Clint Hartford.
Rick Reynolds: Groom goign to marry Rita Carlyle.
Rita Carlyle: Bride going to marry Rick Reynolds.
Sister Shannon Ester: Nun at St. Theresa, killed by Malevolence
Seo-Yun Choe: Masseuse at Happy Touch Massage Parlor
Young-Ja Choe: Masseuse at Happy Touch Massage Parlor

The Imprisoned

The Gizzamuluke
The Hagazim
Lady Smiles
The Maggotborn
Malevolence
The Misshapen
The Ripper
Smiles
The Seductress
The Stalker
The Twin
The Weeper
The Woods

Nancy Heres

Us senior maids were getting ready to head out and recruit more sluts (and more boring women) to be maids. I knew where I was going. The Happy Touch Massage Parlor. It was the sort of place that promised just the sort of women I wanted.

Sluts who would be able to give Master Lance a wonderful massage.

Possibly with their pussies impaled on his cock.

“Okay girls,” said Maria, her hand resting on her stomach. She had probably been bred again. She was popping out daughters for my nephew. It was kinky. “Let’s sweep through the house. It really needs a good cleaning!”

“Yes, Mrs. Hayward!” chorused from most of them, with a few, “Yes, Aunt Maria,” and, “Yes, Mommy,” scattered throughout. All three of my Slut-Maids were on cleaning duty along with the Concubine-Maids, the Scholar-Maids, the Daughter-Maids, and the Virgin-Maids. Cali watched on, her purple eyes flicking over them.

“Good, good,” said Maria. “Get going!”

I headed with Lynette, the Teacher-Maid. She was dressed in her uniform, like me, a light-blue garter on her thigh. She walked beside me as we headed to the cars. Kylie and Bella would be leaving a little later.

“Where are you heading?” I asked Lynette as we reached the garage. We both had our personal vehicles here. So did my sister and Bella’s mother.

“The museum,” she said.

I shook my head in disbelief. What sort of sluts would you find at the museum. Oh, right, none. Just women who were super boring. But that was what most of the other senior maids wanted. Good girls. Virgins. Boring. They needed girls with fire. Who burned hot.

“Have fun,” I said, shaking my head.

“And where are you going?” asked Lynette. “There aren’t any legal brothels anywhere near here.”

“Yeah, I’m not going to Nevada for recruiting.” Yet. Maybe I could take Master Lance to the Bunny Ranch. That would be fun. “A Korean massage parlor. Get me a happy ending from an Asian cutie. It’s the next best thing to legal.”

“Oh.” She looked shocked. “I thought those were a myth.”

“They better not be,” I muttered as I slipped into my car. I started her up and headed out. I realized my cell phone was in here. I checked it and saw a bunch of messages from a few guys I was seeing, plus about fifty matches on Tinder. I ignored all that crap. I didn’t need those men. I had my nephew. He was man enough for all of us.

It took an hour and a half to drive into the city, not the town that was near the manor. I was feeling good as I headed into one of the seedier parts of town. The sort of wicked places I liked. Where the bars were dimly lit and a current of danger always electrified my pussy. Graffiti was everywhere, the sidewalks cluttered with trash. A homeless man slept on the corner beneath newspapers, a shopping cart full of assorted junk tethered to him by a rope tied to his wrist.

After grabbing my cedar box, I locked my car and headed for the door to the Happy Touch Massage Parlor. I headed inside to find a beautiful, Asian MILF in a lilac robe at the desk. She had her black hair falling down her back, a predatory gleam in her slanted eyes.

“Good day,” she said in thickly accented English. “You want a massage? Best massage you get. I guarantee you leave happy.”

“Oh, I better,” I said. “I want a great massage with a wonderful finish. I just want to be thoroughly relaxed.”

“No male masseuse,” the woman said. She had a placard on her desk that read Ji-Woo Im. “Only women. You okay. They no lezzie, but will still give good finish.”

“So long as I cum,” I said.

“No sex,” she quickly said. “They just give very good massage. Touch everywhere. Cannot help if you have a reaction.”

I winked at her.

She pointed to the wall at pictures of young, Korean women. Eighteen or nineteen (or maybe twenty-five, it was so hard to tell with Asian women). “Seo-Yun and Young-Ja free. Which one you want. Both give very satisfying massage. You leave very happy. Complete massage. Very good finish. Yes, yes, pick. Both good.”

I liked what I saw. Seo-Yun just had this round, cute face and a dazzling smile, but… There was fire in her eyes. She was a slut. Just the sort of woman that I wanted to make into a maid. If she proved herself in the massage, well…

Lance would be well-pleased.

“I’ll take Seo-Yun,” I said.

“Follow, follow!” she said. “Oh, yes, you pay now. Is $200 for full massage.”

“Bill it to Hayward Manor. The estate will pay for it.”

“Yes, yes, very good,” she said, not batting an eye at my maid’s get-up. I didn’t even know how that worked, I just knew that the estate would pay for it. Lynette Docea and her maids would keep the books. And this woman would someone know how to bill it.

Which was great because our maid’s uniforms didn’t have pockets. No place to hold our cash. Well, maybe down the front of our dresses. That would be pretty hilarious, wouldn’t it? I shuddered at that though as I followed Ji-Woo through a curtain of beads.

My skirt rustled about me and my round boobs jiggled. I hummed as we climbed up some tight stairs and into a hallway. It had an awful, brown carpet that ran down the middle with doors on either side. She went to one labeled 3.

“Here.” She opened it to a room with a massage table, a few counters, a sink, and some cabinets. “You get naked. Get under towel if want. Lie face down. Seo-Yun be here soon.”

“Excellent,” I purred and headed inside, reaching behind me to unzip my uniform.

I was feeling so good as I stripped out of my low-cut maid’s uniform. There were some hangers and a wooden dowel. I soon was naked. Well, I had my red garter on. I could never take that off. It was a part of me.

And it handled showers very well. It didn’t even seem to get wet. It was very strange. It could be shifted up and down my leg, but it couldn’t come off my knee. I hadn’t tried to take it off. I just knew that it wouldn’t work.

Naked, I sat on the bed, my leg crossed. I stared at the door as I waited for Seo-Yun to arrive. I just knew she would be a cutie. I flicked my tongue over my ruby lips, my heart beating a steady rhythm. I listened for sounds.

The walls were either well sound-proofed, or no one was getting a happy ending right now. I heard a faint creak in the hallway then a knock came on the door. It opened slowly and a head peeked in. The round-faced Korean masseuse flashed me a dazzling smile.

“Oh, my,” she said. “I don’t get to massage women that often.”

“Just have to jerk off a bunch of old guys?” I asked.

She smiled at me. “I do very thorough massages. If some sort of reaction happens, that is not my intention.”

I winked at her.

A naughty smile spread on her lips.

“Well, this is a change of pace. I don’t mind. Some of the other masseuses have a problem with giving a woman an intimate massage, but not me.” She stepped inside and closed the door. She wore a pink, kimono-style robe. Only it was short. It showed off all her legs. Her round breasts clearly pressed against it. “Well, I’ll just take this off so I don’t get oil on it.”

She did, revealing she only had a thong on beneath. The Korean cutie had round, firm breasts with dark-brown nipples that thrust out hard. I didn’t see any tattoos on her, but that didn’t change the fact she felt wild. A naughty girl eager to pleasure me.

“You always give massages naked?” I asked.

“I’m wearing a thong,” she said. “The oil… It gets everywhere. It’s just easier this way. And it’s not like it’s illegal for me to be topless in private, no.”

“Of course not,” I said. “And if those breasts happen to touch me?”

“Accidents happen.” She smiled. “Now, lie down. We’ll start with your back and ass. I bet that needs quite a lot of work.”

“Oh, you have no idea,” I said. I knew that I would be giving her a garter, but I wanted to play with her first. She was just such a delight.

I rolled over onto my stomach. There was as cutout so I could lie flat, my face staring down at the floor. I quivered here, feeling nice and comfortable. Just ready for the massage to happen. She hummed as she bustled around the room.

Soon, this relaxing, Asian music started playing. The scent of lavender brushed my nose. I breathed in that wonderful, relaxing aroma and squirmed here. She kept humming as cabinets opened and closed.

“Okay,” she said. “Feeling relaxed?”

“So relaxed,” I purred. “But I could be way more than this.”

“Then let’s begin,” she said.

The oil poured across my back. I shuddered at the coolness of it. She spread it over my back with her hands before she went to work. I groaned as she started kneading my muscles. She was a real masseuse. She wasn’t just pretending to rub me before making me cum.

No, no, she was digging in at my muscles. Having a Masseuse-Maid would be very popular at the manor. I closed my eyes, letting her rub her hands up and down my back. I groaned, savoring every second of her touch. It was a beautiful one. She knew what she was doing to me.

I loved that so much.

I savored her rubbing her hands up and down my back. She teased me with it as I quivered here. My eyes rolled back in my head as she massaged me. She slid her oiled hands up and down my back, making me feel just amazing. She knew what she was doing.

I groaned as she worked at my shoulders than my arm. She worked at the triceps. I loved the feeling her massaging me there. She moved around the table, the music and the incense lulling me almost into a trance.

It was amazing to have her caressing my body.

She moved down my back to my tailbone. I groaned as she rubbed me there.

“So much tension,” she purred. “You had a stressful night last night, didn’t you?”

“Yeah,” I said. I fought a demon from the Otherworld that… I pushed that image out of my mid. I served Master Lance and Hayward Manor. I fought evil with flames. “I really did. I need this sooooo much.”

“Good. I like to make a difference,” she said and slid her hands onto my butt-cheeks.

I groaned as she kneaded my ass. It wasn’t sexual at all. It felt amazing as she worked at the muscles in my rump. The glutes. This was heaven. My toes curled and relaxed as she massaged me. she made me feel amazing.

Just stupendous as she kept massaging my butt-cheeks. She went from one asscheek to another. I groaned with delight as she drove me wild. She was just wonderful at doing this. My pussy grew wetter and wetter. I hoped she could smell it.

Then she moved down to my thighs. She dug her fingers into the meat of my muscles. It was more heaven. My nipples poked hard at the table. The tingles raced up my legs to my pussy. I was so wet and juicy right now.

She worked up my inner thigh, the heat rushing to my cunt.

I parted my legs, purring, “You’re a goddess, Seo-Yun.”

“Oh, thank you,” she purred as she massaged past my garter. “You’re a maid, huh?”

“For Master Lance,” I purred as her fingers came closer and closer to my pussy.

“Mmm,” she cooed as she worked higher and higher. She was only inches away as she massaged up my thighs.

My cunt clenched and relaxed as she came so close to me. My heart hammered in my chest. Three inches. Two. Then one. She was right there. She worked up my thigh to my vulva. She rubbed her hand across my pussy lips.

I moaned in delight at her grazing touch. That was all it was as she started to work on my other thigh. Like it was just an accident she brushed over my snatch. But I knew it was intentional. She was a tease. A naughty slut who knew what she was doing.

“Fuck,” I groaned as she worked down my legs. “Oh, fuck, I’m so wet.”

“Mmm, I noticed,” she said. “Are you getting turned on by me? My, my, I didn’t mean to arouse you, but that can happen.”

“Yes, it can,” I cooed. “Ooh, you know how to work your magic!”

She worked down my thigh to my calf. She massaged my muscles there then worked on my foot. She rubbed one then the other. The entire time, my pussy grew hotter and hotter. I was on fire. I was just waiting for her to touch me again.

I wanted that happy ending right now, but… She made me wait. She teased me with her foot massage. She had me panting for it, juices trickling out of my cunt to soak into the massage table beneath me. I trembled as she worked her magic.

“Now let’s have you roll over,” she said. “I have a pillow for your head.”

I rolled over as she brought a cylindrical pillow for me. I rested my head on it, my round boobs jiggling. She smiled as she glanced at me. Her eyes rested on my pussy. She licked her lips as she gazed at my twat.

“Cute clit piercing,” she said as she straddled me, the bottle of massage oil in hand. She was sitting astride my waist, her thong-covered cunt hovering over my groin.

“Hurt like a bitch, but it was so worth it once the sensation returned.” I smiled at her. “You should pierce your nipples.”

“I’m such a baby when it comes to pain,” she said and poured the massage oil on my breasts. “Mmm, let’s continue, shall we.”

“Yes,” I breathed as she gripped my oily tits and massaged them.

I groaned as she kneaded my round boobs. She worked the oil into them as she slid over them, brushing my nipples. Tingles shot down to my dripping-wet cunt. I quivered here, so eager for her to just get down to business, but…

Her massaging hands felt nice.

She knew how to knead my tits. How to stroke them. It was a thrill to have her massaging me like that. I trembled at her touch. I loved what she did to me. It was excellent to have her working the oil into my boobs like that.

Her round tits jiggled as she massaged my breasts. She stroked her hands over my nipples. She massaged my nubs. I loved the feel of her doing that. A wicked heat washed through me at her touch. I groaned in delight as she winked down at me.

“Oh, you’re just so good,” I moaned.

“I know.” Seo-Yun winked at me. “I’m the best!”
“I believe it!”

She knew how to touch a woman’s breasts to make them feel so amazing. She stroked over my nubs. I loved how she did that. She drove me wild. My eyes squeezed shut. My entire body shuddered at her delicious strokes.

She really drove me wild. My pussy grew wetter and wetter at her touch. I loved that so much. I was so ready for her to just duck her head down and lick at me. I wanted her to flick her tongue through my folds.

That would be perfect.

But she had my tits to massage. She kneaded them as she squirmed on me. Her oiled fingers found my nipples. She twisted them. I gasped, my cunt on fire. I had such a molten cunt. I needed her to touch me. To rub me.

Stroke me.

Just drive me wild.

She slid her hands down my boobs and started massaging my torso. She worked at my ribs as she moved down to my abdomen. She slid her oiled hands over my stomach. She had such a wicked touch. Just so naughty.

I loved her working lower and lower. She shifted around to kneel between my thighs as she massaged my belly. Her fingers reached my navel. She dipped her digit into my divot. I shuddered, loving her doing that.

It was a thrill to have her swirling her finger around in me like that. I shuddered at how she tickled me. My boobs quivered as I groaned. My cunt clenched. She grinned in such an impish manner. Oh, yes, she would make an excellent Slut-Maid for my nephew.

She went lower.

“Mmm, I do love that clit piercing,” she said, her oiled fingers massaging at my pubic mound. She came closer and closer to my wet folds. To what I wanted her to touch.

“I know you do,” I said. “I hope you’ll massage it.”

“A ring?” she asked. “No, no, I have to massage the clit it’s piercing!”

“That works.”

Her fingers reached the top of my folds, She slid her digits down around my cuntlips. She massaged at my vulva now. My mons venus drank in her touch. It was an excellent one. I loved how she touched me.

Stroked me.

I quivered in excitement as her finger stroked up and brushed my clit ring. She flicked it up, the metal wire twisting through my sensitive flesh. Pleasure sparked through me. She batted it back down. She was like a kitten playing with it.

Up and down. Flick. Flick.

I shuddered as she teased me. Her other fingers stroked my cuntlips. She massaged them, sending pleasure rushing through my body. I savored this intimate massage she gave me. It was a wild thrill to have her doing this to me.

I was so glad that she had.

I was so thrilled she did this for me. I trembled as she worked her digits up and down my slit. I groaned, savoring the way she stroked me. She brushed my nub with her finger. A hot shiver ran through my body.

I quivered there, moaning, “That’s good, but…”

“But you want more,” she cooed and winked at me.

She leaned down and pressed her lips into my pussy. I hadn’t expected her to do that. I thought she would just do naughty things to me. I quivered as she stroked her tongue over my cuntlips and brushed my clit piercing.

“Seo-Yun!” I groaned. “Oh, god, I didn’t think you could do that.”

“Shhhh,” she purred. “I won’t tell if you won’t.”

She thrust her tongue into my pussy. She wiggled about in me, massaging my cunt walls. I groaned as she did that. It was a wild delight to have her swirling her tongue around in me. I shuddered, clenching my cunt down on her.

I quivered on the massage table as the Korean masseuse ate me out. She was such a wicked thing. My pleasure rippled through me. I wouldn’t last long. Not after her expert foreplay had so buttered me up. She had me primed to cum.

To just explode on her mouth.

I squeezed my thighs around her face as her tongue swirled around in my depths. I loved her massage technique. It was the best I had ever experienced. She knew just how to lick and lap. How to drive me wild with her touch.

“Oh, yes, yes,” I groaned. “Oh, my God, that’s amazing! You’re so good, Seo-Yun!”

She just purred into my cunt and kept eating me out. She stopped swirling her tongue around in my snatch and licked at my pussy lips. She stroked up and down my folds, brushing my clit and its piercing. I shuddered, the sparks zapping through me.

I whimpered as my orgasm swelled so fast. She knew just where to touch me to drive me wild. I loved it. I savored this so much. I groaned as she swirled her tongue around my pierced clit. My bud throbbed as I quivered on the massage table.

“Oh, shit,” I groaned as she suckled hard. My eyes rolled back in my head.

She nursed with passion. My clit throbbed. The building pressure in my cunt burst.

“Oh, fuck!” I gasped and came.

I trembled through the rapture as I came on Seo-Yun’s face. I bucked through the rapture. So much ecstasy swept through me. It was outstanding. My eyes rolled back in my head. I felt outstanding. This was the life.

A big smile spread on my lips. I shuddered, savoring every second of bliss. Just every last moment of the rapture gushing through me. It was a fantastic treat. I shuddered through all that bliss gushing through me while Seo-Yun drank my cunt cream.

She licked at my snatch.

She lapped at me as her massage table creaked beneath me. I squeezed my thighs around her head, holding her mouth to my cunt. I drowned her in my passion. This amazing massage had the happy ending I wanted.

“Fuck, yes!” I moaned. “Oh, God, that’s great. That’s just fantastic! You slut. You fucking slut. That was perfect!”

“I know,” she cooed as I trembled through the rapture. “Mmm, you liked that, huh? You liked that a lot!”

“I did!” I groaned, my body buzzing. “Wow, you knew what you were doing. You are perfect.”

She lifted her head, her lips dripping in my cunt cream. I shuddered and sat up. I slid my legs off the table and grabbed the box. I opened it and pulled out a garter. She gasped and instantly hopped off the massage table and ripped off her thong.

Literally. She tore it.

She thrust out her left leg, trembling. “I’m so ready to serve Master Lance!”

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Lance Hayward

I pulled up my mother’s car at the Reynolds-Carlyle wedding. It was being held at a baptist church. The classic white church with the steeple over the front entrance. Something you’d see in any part of America. It was full of cars.

Bella wore her maid uniform while I was just in jeans and a t-shirt. It was so casual considering we were heading into a wedding. My Maid-Wife marched before me with such purpose to her steps, her skirt swaying behind her. I loved how it bounced and swirled. Her yellow garter looked so delicious on her leg.

I followed holding her cedar case. It felt like the husbandly thing to do.

She reached the doors and threw them open. The sounds of a minister giving a sermon washed over us as I followed her through a small foyer through another set of polished doors. It opened onto a worship hall packed with people. All the pews were filled. Pink flower petals lined the aisle up to the altar where the bride and groom waited. At the end of every pew was a pedestal with a vase and more flowers. White buntings draped everywhere.

I followed my Maid-Wife, this exciting heat throbbing in my jeans. A bride on her wedding day. I ached to cuckold her groom. They were holding hands and staring at each other, the bride’s veil down, her arms bare.

Everyone looked at us. The preacher’s sermon faltered. The bride and groom both swiveled their heads. My Maid-Wife marched on unperturbed. I followed, trusting in the Golden Power of Hayward Manor to keep us from having any problems.

“Um, can I help you?” the priest asked. He wore all black with a starched, white collar.

“This is Hayward Manor’s business,” Bella said, her voice ringing with strength. Her curly, brown hair bounced around her shoulders. “Just need to inspect the bride.”

“Of course, of course,” the priest said.

Bella reached the bride and lifted her veil. My naughty Maid-Wife cupped the woman’s face, studying her blue eyes and doll-like features. She was gorgeous. She looked like she had a nice rack and lips made for sucking dick.

“We should a have brought your aunt,” my Maid-Wife muttered. “She’s not good wife material.”

“What?” the groom gasped, staring at his bride who looked equally confused.

“She’s banging your best man,” Bella said, shaking her head in disgust. “What a waste of time. She needs an orange garter. She’s not worthy for a green.”

“Your banging Derrick?” the groom growled and turned to his best man. “What the fuck, man!”

Bella was already striding out of here as the entire wedding ceremony burst into shocked gasps. I followed after my wife who just bullied her way through the attendees watching the entire ceremony fall apart. I followed in Bella’s wake, drafting behind my Maid-Wife.

Once outside, I said, “Yeah, shame we didn’t have my aunt here, she had a mouth made to suck dick.”

“That’s the problem,” Bella said. “She was sucking too many of them. That’s not how a wife acts. She loves her husband, submits to him, and is faithful to him. She doesn’t betray him like that. Ugh, what a cow!”

“You’re pretty cute when you’re angry,” I said.

She turned around and quivered. “Master-Husband, what a thing to say. Mmm, but we should get going to the other wedding. We don’t have to crash their reception now since we met Bride Whorezilla there.”

“Bride Whorezilla,” I said with amusement as I headed into the car. “That’s a very interesting name for her.”

“I know. Just interesting.” She climbed into the car.

It took twenty minutes to drive to the Hartford-Kenning wedding. It was being held at a more modern Presbyterian with glass everywhere. As we drove by it to get to the parking lot, I could see the bride and groom at the altar, everyone sitting down.

I parked and hopped out, once more holding Bella’s cedar case. I was really hopeful for this one. I really wanted to fuck a bride at the altar before all her family and friends and the man she would have married if she didn’t get caught up in the magic of Hayward Manor.

The world needed saving, and if one of those women who would battle the darkness had to have her impending wedding broken up to do it, then so be it. The fact she would become my Concubine-Maid was just a perk.

I deserved it. After last night, I really understood what my role was. It was more than keeping the Imprisoned trapped; it was capturing new criminals from the Otherworld who wanted to unleash their cruelty on our world.

The doors whooshed open automatically for us and we were in a much larger foyer. There was even a small coffee stand that wasn’t being manned. Wow, that was insane. I shook my head as we headed to the double doors and threw them open.

“Hayward business,” Bella announced as she strode forward. “The bride needs inspecting.”
“I do?” said the auburn-haired angel at the altar. She turned her head, her veil doing little to hide the dark-red hue of her hair. “Oh, no.”

“You’ll be fine, Opal,” her groom said.

Bella reached the bride and thew up her veil. She cupped the young woman’s face. She looked to be in her mid-twenties at most. Her green eyes were wide. She had cute freckles dotting her cheeks, a dusting of color on her pale skin.

“Yes, yes,” said Bella. “Very, very good. I’m impressed.” She opened the case I held and produced a green garter.

The bride almost stopped breathing. Her body quivered as she stared at the cloth. A shiver ran through her. She fanned her face and tears gleamed in her eyes. I smiled, loving the reaction to a woman seeing the garter.

“You want this?” Bella asked.

“Yes,” breathed the bride.

“Would you like to be one of my Master-Husband’s Maid-Concubines?” Bella purred, words she’d spoken before. “To love and protect him, to put his pleasures and desires before your own, to treasure and support him, in the good times and bad, until death do you part?

“I do.” the bride proclaimed and glanced at her husband-to-be. “I’m sorry, but…” She pulled off her engagement ring. “I loved you so much, but I have to serve Master Lance as his Concubine-Maid. You understand, right.”

Her groom took the ring and nodded. “Of course. You deserve this.” He glanced at me. “She’ll make you such a great Concubine-Maid. She’s just the best.”

“Thanks,” I said, reaching out to shake his hand. “I’m glad. I’ll take great care of her. She’ll be one of my favorite maids. I’ll love her and fuck her all the time.”

“Good, good,” he said, smiling. “She’s always been a firecracker. Our first time… It was great.”

I nodded and smiled as Bella was helping Opal strip out of her wedding dress. It wasn’t easy to take those off fast. Bella was working down the zipper in the back. When it was finally loose, they were shoving it down the bride’s body. She wore a white, silk shift beneath that clung to her round breasts and the curves of her hips. It fell to mid-thigh where she had a white garter on.

She pulled off her slip with care, trying not to disrupt her veil. My Bride-Maid had a big grin on her face when she succeeded, revealing the almost demure pair of white, satin panties and lacy, snowy bra she wore. She reached behind her to unhook her bra. She peeled that off and exposed her round, firm breasts. They were dusted with freckles.

Which were just so exciting to see. I was so glad she had those. It was hot seeing her like that. A smile spread on my lips as her freckled tits jiggled back and forth. I wanted to just grope them, but I waited until she was fully mine.

As she took off her bra, Bella knelt and peeled off the woman’s panties. I was surprised to find her shaved. Well, it was her wedding day. Maybe she meant it as a special treat for her groom. Which was now me. She was my Concubine-Maid. Like a wife.

How sexy.

Bella peeled off the white garter and the panties all at once, tossing them aside. It left Opal just in her white stockings which were part of a maid’s uniform, so those didn’t get taken off. I smiled, my cock aching as she raised her foot.

Before her ex-fiance, her priest, her family, and her friends, she raised her left leg.

Bella slipped the green garter over the white stockings. My Maid-Wife worked that special band of lacy cloth higher and higher. A shiver ran through Opal. For a moment, the memory of the golden chain leading off Cali’s garter flashed in my mind.

I felt the moment Opal was chained to me by that green garter.

It was her shackle.

“Thank you!” she moaned and threw her arms around my neck. “Master Lance, I’ll be such a good concubine and maid for you. I love you so much!”

“You may now kiss your Master,” the priest said, grinning at us.

I lifted Opal’s veil so she could. She kissed me on the lips, her naked body pressed against my clothed. My hands slid down her back and grab her rump. I squeezed her ass as I had another Concubine-Maid. Bella watched, a happy smile on her lips.

The naughty bride broke the kiss and knew what to do. “Master!” she breathed as she sank to her knees before me. “Oh, Master, yes!”

She started unfastening my jeans, eager to worship me. Everyone was watching, including the man she had been about to marry. He just nodded, a big grin on his face as his bride ripped open my fly and yanked down my jeans. My boxers came next. My cock flopped out.

My new Bride-Maid grabbed my cock, her veil rustling over her auburn hair. She stroked my cock a few times before she opened her mouth and suckled on me. I groaned at the warmth of her mouth on my dick. She nursed on me with passion.

Applause erupted from her gathered friends and family as she worked her mouth up and down my dick. I shuddered, savoring that delight. My cock throbbed in Opal’s mouth. She groaned around my cock, her hums buzzing around the tip of my dick.

“Fuck, that’s good,” I groaned.

“I bet it is,” Bella said. She pressed against me, her uniform rustling. “Don’t I always pick the best wives?”

“God you do,” I said, my hand sliding up the back of her thigh and beneath her skirt. I cupped her naked rump. “You’re amazing, Bella. Just fantastic.”

She smiled and kissed me.

Her lips melted to mine as the other maid’s mouth worked up and down my cock. I groaned at the pleasure racing down my cock and soaking through my balls. That felt fantastic. I shuddered here, loving every second of this.

It was an incredible rush to have all this pleasure shooting through me. I groaned, my dick throbbing in Opal’s mouth. I kissed my wife with hunger as my bride danced her tongue around my dick. She pleasured me like a good slut.

A perfect maid.

I squeezed Bella’s ass. Making out with my Maid-Wife while getting a blowjob was one incredible delight. I loved the way that hot mouth worked up and down my cock. She suckled on me with such passion. She knew what she was doing.

I groaned into my wife’s lips. Our tongues danced together as the pressure in my nuts grew and grew. I rose toward that moment of climax. Toward that wonderful explosion of bliss. I would just have a huge burst of delight.

My Bride-Maid suckled on me with everything that she had.

She moaned as she nursed on me. As she loved my cock and worshiped me with that hot mouth. I groaned into my wife’s lips as Opal was such a wicked thing. My dick twitched in her mouth as I hurtled toward that moment of erupting.

I broke the kiss with Bella and stared down at that hottie sucking at my dick. “You just loving what you’re doing down there, aren’t you?”

She winked at me.

“Opal is a dedicated maid,” the priest said. “She’ll always make sure you’re satiated, Mr. Hayward.”

“Yes, she will,” Bella said. “She loves you like we all do.”

“Well, not like all of you,” I said, giving my wife an arched look.

She leaned in and whispered, “What maid can love you as much as me? I’ve seen you do some unsexy things.”

I shuddered as she licked my ear. I squeezed her rump. She did know me the best. The longest—okay Mom knew me the longest. I was glad I had Bella. She felt so good pressed against me as Opal suckled hard on me.

She worked her mouth up and down my cock. She suckled on me with all that she had. It was an incredible thrill to come closer and closer to cumming before all these people. I loved it so much. I was so ready to just explode.

“Fuck,” I groaned. “Get ready!”

Opal suckled with all her might. She nursed on me hard, slurping on me. Her freckled cheeks hollowed with the force of her nursing. It was an outstanding delight. I groaned as I hit that peak. My head threw back.

I erupted.

“Fuck!” I groaned and spurted blast after blast of cum. I flooded her mouth. “Shit, that’s good. That’s so good! Fuck!”

I erupted into her mouth again and again. She gulped down my cum. My naughty Bride-Maid swallowed every drop of spunk that erupted from my dick. More followed. I squeezed my Maid-Wife’s rump as the pleasure shot through me.

I trembled, my nuts unloading more and more of my cum into her mouth. She swallowed it all down, moaning as she did. Bella squirmed against me, her smile dancing on her lips. I hit that wonderful peak of pleasure.

I fired the last of my cum into Opal’s mouth, groaning, “Damn, that was amazing!”

She slid her mouth off my cock and whimpered, “Thank you, Master! Oh, Clint, I did amazing sucking his dick!”

“Of course you did,” her ex-fiance said. “You’re amazing. I would expect nothing less from you!”

She beamed at him then glanced up at me. “What do you wish me to do next, Master?”

I glanced at the altar draped in white cloth and gold trim. “Lay on that while Bella sits on your face. You ever eaten pussy before?”

“No, Master, but I’m so eager to devour your Maid-Wife’s cunt and make her explode.” Opal winked at me, her green eyes twinkling with such mischievous pleasure. “And will you be enjoying my pussy at the same time?”

“Of course,” I said, my cock throbbing.

She grinned at me and rose. Her cute ass wiggled in such a delectable way as she headed for the altar. She climbed onto it and quivered there. She leaned onto her back, her shaved pussy right on the edge. Her legs spread wide, so ready to be fucked.

I loved how her pink folds parted open just begging for my cock to ram into her pussy.

I moved into position, staring at Bella as she climbed up onto the altar. Her puffy skirt rustled. She planted her cunt right on Opal’s mouth without hesitating. You couldn’t see the Bride-Maid’s face any longer, but you could see the effects on Bella.

She threw back her head, her bosom heaving in her low-cut bodice. I loved the sight as I moved into position. My Maid-Wife moaned in delight as she squirmed on Opal’s mouth. I pushed my cock into the new maid’s twat.

I felt her hot pussy lips against my dick.

I glanced over at her ex-fiance. He grinned, so happy I was about to fuck her. God, I loved my powers.

I thrust into Opal’s pussy. Her cunt swallowed my cock. That hot snatch devoured my dick. Every inch of my cock sank into her snatch. She groaned, squeezing her pussy down on my shaft. I loved it. I groaned as more and more of my cock sank into her hot and juicy snatch. She moaned into Bella’s cunt as her pussy clamped down on my invading shaft.

“Oh, Master Lance,” she moaned as my dick sank to the hilt in her. “Oh, you’re so big. I’ve only had one man, but you’re way bigger than he is!”

“No one is better than our Master,” groaned Bella, such love in her eyes. God, she was the best.

I savored being in Opal’s cunt before I drew back. Her hot snatch squeezed down on me. I loved how she held me tight. It was an incredible thrill to be in her. She massaged me as I thrust back into her snatch. She moaned as I plowed into her.

She wrapped her legs around my waist as I fucked away at her cunt. I buried into her again and again, reveling in her hot pussy. She had such an amazing cunt for me to enjoy. I loved that so much. I fucked into her hard and fast. I loved that so much.

I reveled in the thrill of fucking her twat. “Shit, Opal!”

She squeezed around my dick, moaning, “Master! Master!”
“Oh, that’s how you lick a pussy, Opal!” Bella groaned, her head tossing. “

You’re going to be drowning in pussy cream!”

I smiled, knowing it would be true. I fucked in and out of the maid’s cunt, reveling in her hot twat gripping my dick. The pressure in my balls grew with each thrust into her snatch. I loved pounding into her cunt. My heavy nuts slapped into her taint.

She moaned, clamping down on my dick as she feasted on Bella’s cunt. My Maid-Wife trembled, her uniform rustling about her. Her eyes grew so wide as she squirmed there. A big smile spread on her lips as she wiggled from side to side.

“That’s it,” she moaned. “Oh, god, that’s so good. You’re going to drown in my cunt cream!”

“Please, drown me!” Opal moaned. “I’m going to burst on Master’s big dick! This is wonderful!”

Her hot twat squeezed down around my thrusting cock. It was fantastic to ram into her cunt. Just a thrill to bury into her over and over again. She had an amazing pussy. Just a fantastic one that swelled the itch to erupt at the tip of my cock.

I was so close to bursting.

“Oh, my fucking God!” Bella moaned, her head throwing back. “Yes!”

I watched her climaxing on Opal’s mouth. She drenched the bride in pussy cream. I loved the sight of Bella’s boobs jiggling in her low-cut top. She whimpered, her hips squirming as she drowned Opal. I slammed into the redhead’s cunt.

“Oh, Master, yes!” gasped Opal, her voice muffled by hot cunt. Oh, that’s so good!”

She burst with delight.

Her cunt spasmed around my cock in such an exciting way. I loved how she spasmed around me. Her twat rippled and writhed around my dick. It was a spectacular treat. I enjoyed every second of her pussy spasming around my cock.

“Fuck!” I snarled as I buried into my Bride-Maid’s cunt.

I erupted.

My cum fired into her pussy. I pumped blast after blast of jizz into her snatch. I gave her what she craved. She groaned, her twat rippling around my dick. She suckled at me with her fantastic hunger. I loved every second of that hot twat spasming around me.

“Master! Master!” moaned the Bride-Maid, her twat suckling at my erupting dick. “Fill me with your cum!”

“Yes, honey,” whimpered Bella. “Oh, Master-Husband, just flood her cunt with all your jizz!”

“Every fucking drop!” I groaned, my cock unloading again and again into that hot cunt.

I savored how her pussy rippled around me. She suckled with such passion on my dick. A big smile spread on my lips. It was a fantastic thrill. A treat to have all that pleasure surging through me. It was fantastic to cum in her.

And behind us, the audience clapped once more. They celebrated Opal becoming a Maid of Hayward Manor. I spilled the last of my cum into her, grinning at Bella. My Maid-Wife knew her stuff. She was amazing.

I really had to get to a jewelry store and buy her a wedding ring. Have a proper ceremony with all the maids there. She deserved that. I would surprise her. That would make her smile light up the dark side of the moon.

I couldn’t wait to see it.

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Maria Hayward

The bustle of cleaning rippled through the houses. All the maids were at it but Asuka. She was setting up her computers, babbling about having AI bots “trawl” through message boards, YouTube Channels, social media groups, and fringe journalist sights that all dealt in the paranormal.

“I’ll teach the bot to find signs of impending breaches of the Hay so we can be ready,” was her explanation.

It made no sense to me, but she was recruited by Lynette to do smart things like that.

I was moving toward the ballroom, my hand rubbing at my growing belly. I could almost hear my daughter whispering to me. It was so lovely. It just made my mind drift away as she talked about all the glory to come.

I couldn’t wait. It wouldn’t be long before she would be born.

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