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Story Codes: Female/Female, Teen male/Female, Teen male/Female/Teen female, Teen female/Teen female, Mind Control, Incest, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Ass to Mouth, BDSM, Bondage, Domination/submission, Spanking, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Supernatural

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Characters

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.
Bella Miles: Lance’s best friend. Has the Yellow Garter and is his Maid-Wife.
Andrea Sade: A dominatrix. The second to wear the Red Garter and his Dominatrix-Maid.

The Daughter Maids – Bronze Garters
Angela Hayward: Lance’s daughter with his mother.
Chantelle Hayward: Lance’s eighth daughter with his mother
Chastity Hayward: Lance’s third daughter with his mother.
Delilah Hayward: Lance’s fourth daughter with his mother.
Matilda Hayward: Lance’s ninth daughter with his mother.
Michelle Hayward: Lance’s tenth daughter with his mother.
Rose Hayward: Lance’s sixth daughter with his mother.
Serena Hayward: Lance’s fifth daughter with his mother.
Virginia Hayward: Lance’s second daughter with his mother.
Zelda Hayward: Lance’s seventh daughter with his mother.

The Virgin Maids – Pink Garters
Ashley: Student
Brenda: Student
Britney: Cheerleader for the Mt. Tahoma Tigers
Cherry Milton: Twin to Sherry
Heather Goldsmith: Daughter of the jewelry shop owner.
Janiqua: Student
Rashimi: Attends First Baptist
Sherry Milton: Twin to Cherry
Yuki Hanada: Shrine Maiden at the Tsukuyomi Shrine on Sanuki Island in mountains
Zeta: Attends First Baptist

The Wise-Maids – Gray Garters
Abigail Wright: Curator at the Museum of Neolithic History
Asuka: Student
Esmerelda Jimenez: Pilot, Aeronautical Engineer
Marsha Peterson: PHD in Celtic Mythology
Ming Hu: Chinese college student with a masters in mathematics going for Ph.D.
Mrs. Johnson: Teacher
Petra Jimenez: College student studying archaeology
Sister Martha Ruth: Nun at St. Theresa

The Slut-Maids – Orange Garters
Alisha: Shop girl
Carmen Black: Pilot
Deborah: Aunt Nancy’s eldest daughter.
Hannah: Stripper at Club Desire,
Janet Varsity: Pilot
Izzy: Aunt Nancy’s youngest daughter.
Ji-Woo Im: Runs Happy Touch Massage Parlor
Melissa Stevens: Member of the Sigma Lambda Tau sorority.
Seo-Yun Choe: Masseuse at Happy Touch Massage Parlor
Tina: Cheerleader fro the Hoover Harpies

The Concubine-Maids – Green Garters
Alice: Student
Carla: Cheerleader
Dalia Smythe: Wedding planner
Felicity: Student
Gloria: Student
Lily Myers: Pilot
Mrs. Kenning: Mother to Opal
Mrs. Miles: Bella’s mother
Opal Kenning: Bride going to marry Clint Hartford.
Veronica: Student

The Demon-Maid – Black Garter
The Seductress: An imprisoned in the flesh.

The Fallen Maids
Deidre: Attends First Baptist. Slain by the Huntsman. Wearer of the Orange Garter.
Nancy Heres: Lance’s aunt and mother’s sister. Slain by the Seductress and the Gizzamuluke. Wearer of the Red Garter and is his Aunt-Maid.
Tabitha: Kylie’s best friend. Slain by the Huntsman. Wearer of the White Garter.
Mrs. Velma White: Principal. Slain by the Seductress and the Lady Smiles. Wearer of the Gray Garter.

Other Characters

Aleister Hayward: Brought the manor from England to America
Bianca: stripper at Club Desire. black hair, big boobs
Charisma: stripper at club desire, red hair, flabby ass
Clint Hartford: Groom going to marry Opal Kenning
Coach Richards: Teacher
Daffodil: Attends First Baptist
Dara Bigsby: Pilot
Derrick: Rick Reynold’s best man, banging his bride.
Estella Rayne: Pilot
Iris Devim: Pilot
Lana: Attends First Baptist
Luscious Lisa: stripper at club desire, bleached-blonde hair, blue eyes
Mortimer Hayward: Lance’s dead uncle, previous owner of Hayward Manor.
Mr. Carter: Teacher
Mr. Goldsmith: Won of the men who owns Goldsmith & Sons Jewelry.
Mr. Jordan: Teacher
Pita: Attends First Baptist
Principal Murphy: Principal of Franklin High School.
Rhianna Darby: Welsh Professor of Mythology at Oxford
Rick Reynolds: Groom goign to marry Rita Carlyle.
Rita Carlyle: Bride going to marry Rick Reynolds. Cheating on him with his best man.
Sister Shannon Ester: Nun at St. Theresa, killed by Malevolence
Ursula: Attends First Baptist
Young-Ja Choe: Masseuse at Happy Touch Massage Parlor

The Imprisoned

The Gizzamuluke
The Hagazim
The Huntsmen
Lady Smiles
The Maggotborn
Malevolence
The Misshapen
The Ripper
Smiles
The Stalker
The Tempest
The Twin
The Warmth
The Weeper
The Woods

The Unbound

The Queen: Titania, Queen of the Tuatha de Danaan and mother to Cali and her Twin Sister.

Andrea Sade

I faced Lance, Master of Hayward Manor, my pussy so wet. I wanted him to strip out of his gray slacks, white shirt, and gray blazer. He had seven women with him. A group of maids with him all in the skimpiest French maid uniforms imaginable. Puffy skirts that left most of their legs bare which were clad in white thigh-high stockings and garters.

They came in a variety of colors. The girl standing beside him, who also wore a glove on her right hand to her elbow, had a yellow one. Her brown hair spilled around her face, a wedding ring gleaming on her bare, left hand. It matched his.

A wife. He brought his wife to me. He truly wanted to be humiliated.

“I said strip, piggy,” I said, a purr rising in my throat. I loved humiliating men. I detested them. Filthy creatures who were so desperate for a woman in their lives, they would let me whip them, spit on them, berate them. I had men who sent me money over the internet in exchange for me sending them videos where I called their dicks small and their bank accounts smaller.

Men who went into debt just to flood me with money. My little pay piggies.

“If you don’t strip, I’ll have to punish you most severely,” I continued, wearing my corset and thigh-high boots. My tits were out. My pussy dripping wet and exposed. All the things my clients wanted to touch but couldn’t. I smacked the riding crop into my hand. “I’ll make you so pathetic in the eyes of your maids and your wife that they’ll never touch you again.

Two of the maids, as young as him with orange garters, moved before me. They looked to be sisters, one with red hair and the other auburn, her nose pierced. They looked me over, their green eyes flicking over me.

“You’re not here to dominate me,” Lance said, his voice strong. “You’re here to dominate her.” He pointed to the auburn hair maid with the nose piercing. “This is Izzy. She will tell me if you’re any good, Andrea.”

I arched an eyebrow. “Mistress Andrea.”

“We’ll see,” he said. “Now dominate her. Let me see your skill.”

This man held such power. I could feel it radiating out of him. A shiver ran through me as I glanced at Izzy. I did like dominating women, too. I didn’t do it for money but for pleasure. I had a stable of dykes that worshiped me. They could touch me. Eat my pussy. Lick my asshole. I would fuck them with strap-ons or shove vibrators up their assholes. I would have fun with them.

“Strip, you worthless cunt,” I said.

A shiver ran through her as she reached behind her and unzipped her dress. She pulled that off her head, revealing her round breasts, both her pink nipples pierced with silver barbells. She was in great shape. Flat stomach. Toned legs. My eyes flicked down to her pussy. Shaved. Tight slit.

She put her hands behind her back, her legs apart, back straight. Inspection pose. I walked around her and was delighted to see her hands were not clasped behind her back but rested open palm. She knew what to do.

I flicked her rump with the riding crop, loving the stinging sound. She shuddered, her firm tits quivering as I marched around her. I smiled in delight and backed up into my office, crooking my finger at her.

“Follow, Slave,” I said as the other maids watched, especially the red-haired sister. She moved off to the side to observe. Lance stared at me, too, his eyes intent.

I didn’t like having him here watching me enjoy a woman, but she was his. That was obvious. Those garters on their thighs. I ordered her to strip, but she didn’t take that off. Very, very interesting. Could I get her to take it off?

My pussy clenched at the idea as opened my cabinet full of all my toys. Cuffs, floggers, spreading bars, ropes, whips, riding crops, paddles, a few dildos and butt plugs. I didn’t have many sex toys here in my office. What I did was legal so long as there was nothing sexual going on. So long as I only whipped and humiliated the men. I couldn’t peg them or anything.

Not that I wanted to touch them. They were all so perverse. Just getting whipped by me was enough for some very wealthy men. I drew out a pair of fuzzy handcuffs. And held them to her. I thrust them forward.

“Cuff yourself. Behind your back.”

“Yes, Mistress,” she purred, her voice silky smooth.

She snagged the cuff and slapped one end over her wrist. It was pink. I liked using pink on manly men. Relay humiliate them. Degrade them in any way. I had collars, too. Even a choke collar. Just a little fun. I wouldn’t endanger them.

Then my fun would be over.

She put her hands behind her back and ratcheted the other cuff closed. She stood there proud, her tits quivering. She stared at me with submission and the… defiance. Like she wanted to see what I really could do.

“Would you ever take off that garter?” I asked her as I seized her by a fistful of hair.

“No, Mistress,” she moaned. “I can never take that off. Even when I bathe. When I shower. It stays on me. It’s my proof that I am a maid of Hayward Manor, that I am bound to Master Hayward. I will never remove it.”

“We’ll see, my dirty, little sow,” I purred and dragged her to my desk. I threw her over it.

I had a big, wooden desk just for bending piggies over and spanking. Her butt-cheeks quivered. I rubbed the riding crop on her, the others watching. My pussy dripped with their attention. A wave of heat rushed through me as I caressed her rump with the end.

I drew back.

CRACK!

The dirty sow bucked on the desk, her rump clenching. A welt blossomed on her asscheek. She whimpered from the pain. I stroked my finger over her welt, admiring the paleness of her ass. The beauty of her curving butt-cheeks. She sucked in a hissing breath.

“Will you remove your garter for me?” I purred.

“Never,” she hissed.

CRACK!

The riding crop landed the moment she denied me. She gasped again, her back arching. A second beautiful stripe welted across her ass. I loved the puckered redness. My pussy quivered. A woman’s striped ass was more beautiful than any Jackson Pollock painting.

“How many stripes can you endure before you break and beg me to rip it off you?” I purred.

“The riding crop will break on my rump before I do,” she said with such fierceness. Such loyalty.

CRACK!

She hissed in pain, my pussy clenching. Juices ran down my thighs. The spicy aroma of her pussy filled my nose. I breathed it in, reveling in that flavor. It was a thing of beauty. I loved that scent. I savored that aroma filling my nose. It was such a beautiful thing.

CRACK!

“Never!” she squealed, her butt-cheeks clenching. “I will never beg! Keep whipping my ass, Mistress! Make it burn!”

CRACK!

“Yes!” she moaned, her butt-cheeks crisscrossed with red welts. Her pussy wept juices. The cream spilled down her thighs. She quivered there, her tongue stud clacking against the back of her teeth.

I did love a tongue stud.

CRACK!

“Break your riding crop on my ass, Mistress!”

CRACK!

“Break it!”

CRACK!

Her defiance had my pussy burning. Her juices reached her orange garter, the cloth soaking up her juices. Her outer folds parted ever so slightly to reveal her pink inner depths. Her cunt begged to be abused. I licked my lips and flicked my riding crop out.

CRACK!

“Mistress!” she howled, her head throwing back as a red welt blossomed over her pussy lips. “Never! Never! Fucking never!”

CRACK!

She whimpered into my pussy again.

“Never!”

CRACK!

I abused her pussy lips. They reddened from the riding crop’s affection.

CRACK!

“I am Master Hayward’s maid!”

CRACK!

“His slut!”

CRACK!

“I would die for him!”

CRACK!

“I love him!”

Her pussy juices gushed down her thighs, soaking her welted vulva. She bucked through her orgasm, squealing out like a dirty sow. I shuddered at the sight of her cumming from being whipped. A wave of heat rushed through me.

I felt dizzy from what I had done to her. From what she had endured. She had embraced this passion. She drank in the kiss of my whip. I licked my lips, stunned by her orgasm. She trembled there, her cunt cream flooding down her thighs.

“I’m Master Hayward’s!” she howled.

I glanced at him. He wore a smug smile. He knew this. He believed in her. The sister nodded. So did the other maids. I realized something then and there. They would die for him. They were that dedicated to him.

Here was a man that these women worshiped.

I grabbed her hair and yanked her off the desk. I shoved her to the ground. She moaned, still trembling through her orgasm. I flicked the riding crop against her rump.

CRACK!

She shot her gaze up, her green eyes glossy with her pain. “Mistress?”

“Lick my boots,” I ordered.

“Yes, Mistress,” she moaned and lapped at my red boot, stroking over the polished leather. Her tongue stud flashed.

CRACK!

“Mistress,” she cooed.

Izzy licked my boot. She lapped at it, her tongue stroking up the leather to my shin. She climbed higher, her eyes burning bright. Her hands rattled the cuff behind her. She worked her tongue higher and higher. She climbed up and up me. A shiver ran through me at the intensity in her eyes.

CRACK!

“Mistress,” she moaned as she licked higher up my thigh-high boot.

“She’s amazing at licking pussy,” cooed the sister.

“Oh, yes, she is,” purred the wife. A maid who looked to be her mother nodded. He had enslaved his wife’s mother. Did they commit incest together? That was a forbidden delight that I had masturbated to. The sisters were lovers, too. That was how the sister knew Izzy’s talents.

CRACK!

“Mistress, let me lick your pussy,” Izzy moaned. She lapped at my boot at the knee. She kissed me. It was so good to have her do that. I loved the way she smooched at me. “Please, please!”

CRACK!

She shuddered, her eyes burning. “Please, please, please, Mistress!”

My cunt clenched as she licked higher and higher up my knee. Her eyes were burning bright. My cunt was on fire. The man watched. Her Master. Her Owner. He commanded her to do this. To pleasure me. He wanted her to feast on me. He was eager to see that delight.

“Please, Mistress,” moaned the little sow. “Let me feast on your pussy. Let me make you cum so hard! You whipped me soooooo good.”

Her cuffs rattled as I stared down at her. She really wanted to reward me for making her cum hard. I shivered in delight. I wanted her to feast on me, too. I wanted her to lick my cunt. To devour me. That would be just an amazing moment. She smacked her lips.

“Feast on me, you little sow,” I growled. “Bury your mouth in the trough and feast.”

She moaned and buried her face into my snatch. Her lips kissed at my swollen pussy lips. Her reddened ass clenched. Her tongue flicked through my folds. She lapped at me with such hunger. It was just such a rush to have her feasting on me like that.

I threw back my head. I groaned at the heat rushing through me her tongue stud stroked through my petals. She devoured me with such passion. She flicked her tongue through me with all that passion that she had. It was just such a rush to have her doing that. It was just an incredible delight.

“Oh, damn, that’s good,” I moaned. “Oh, you’re maid’s a hungry sow. Just a dirty piglet wanting to feast on my cunt!”

“Yes, she is,” Lance Hayward said, watching. His cock was hard. He could order any one of those women to pleasure him. He didn’t. He had self-control.

It was such a strange and exciting thing to witness. A man with strength. Who wasn’t a pathetic simp begging for a scrap of my attention? He didn’t have to throw money at a woman over the internet just to have some connection.

How fascinating.

I trembled as his maid thrust her pierced tongue into my pussy. Her stud rubbed against my folds. That felt so nice. I loved how she swept around in me. I groaned in delight, my head tossing. I loved her swirling around in me. That hard point of her tongue stud felt amazing.

I groaned, my cunt clenching around her wiggling appendage. I ground my snatch on her. She feasted on me, her hands pulling at the cuffs. I shuddered, gripping the back of her head. I smothered her in pussy cream.

“You like drowning in my cunt cream?” I hissed. “You love snorkeling in my snatch, little sow?”

“Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned. Her tongue plunged back into my pussy.

I shuddered at the way she flicked her tongue around in me. A wave of heat rushed through me. A wave of teasing pleasure that felt so amazing. I groaned, my head tossing as I enjoyed every last second of her feasting on me.

Her tongue stroked through my folds. She reached my clit. I gasped at her stroking over my bud. It was so good having her do that. The heat rushed through me. I threw back my head, quivering in delight at the pleasure sparking through me.

She rubbed at my clit. She stroked over my bud before she suckled on it. I groaned in delight at the heat of her suckling. She made me feel so glorious. It was so wondrous to have her nibbling on me. I quivered in delight.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned. “Oh, you dirty sow! You filthy, greedy piglet! Feast on me! Yes, yes, you fucking cunt!”

CRACK!

“Mistress!” she moaned as her reddened ass clenched. She suckled so hard on me.

I shuddered here, the pressure building and building as she brought me toward the edge. Her tongue danced around my clit. I ground my snatch on her, my boobs jiggling in my corset. Lance stared at me, the young man’s eyes burning with his delight.

CRACK!

His maid squealed into my pussy again. I loved her suckling on me. She was just such a naughty thing. I loved how she suckled on me. She made me feel so good. It was just wonderful to have her stroking her tongue through my folds. She found my clit again.

CRACK!

She squealed around my bud. The sparks sizzled through me. I shoved her face tight against my snatch as her tongue stud caressed my clit. I gasped out as my orgasm exploded through me. My boobs bounced in my corset.

“Dirty fucking sow!” I squealed and drowned her in pussy cream.

She lapped up my cunt juices. She stroked her tongue through my folds. I loved that stud stroking my sensitive labia as I bucked through my rapture. A tsunami of rapture swept through me. I shuddered, my heart pounding in my chest.

The pleasure swept through me. It was just so wonderful to have all that passion drowning my mind. Her tongue flicked through my folds, sending more waves of ecstasy rushing through me. Stars flashed across my vision.

He watched me. Lance. He stared at me with such intensity as he shoved his hand into his pocket. I watched him as the rapture drowned my thoughts. His maid feasted on me, licking up all my juices. It was so delicious. So delightful.

“Oh, damn, that’s so amazing,” I groaned. “That’s wondrous. Oh, you dirty little sow. You greedy piglet!”

She ripped her face from my pussy and rose. She turned to her master and pushed the safety release on the cuffs. They sprang off her wrists. She moved to her master and bowed before him, her welted rump at him.

“She’s perfect, Master,” she moaned. “She’s strong. Dominating. She’s worthy to be my mother’s replacement.”

“Yes, Master,” the sister said. She knelt before him, too. “She’s worthy of the red garter.”

Worthy? Red garter.

He pulled a scrap of red cloth out of his pocket and held it up before him. A shiver ran through me. My entire body stiffened. My skin galvanized. The riding crop slipped from numb fingers. I stared in awe at that scrap of cloth I wanted that on my thigh right now.

“Strip me naked, you two sows!” I hissed. “I cannot wear this!”

“Yes, Mistress,” the two sisters moaned.

They both rose and rushed to me, one naked and one in her maid’s uniform. They moved behind me and unlaced my corset with skill. It loosened. They pulled it off, my large breasts jiggling. I had a perfectly toned body. I worked out hard to keep in shape. None of that body positivity bullshit fat women pushed on the world.

Lazy sows. They were as bad as the piggy men.

They unzipped the back of my thigh-high boots and drew those off one by one. I stood naked before Master Lance. I moved to him and raised my left leg up, my heart pounding in my chest. I felt like a woman being proposed to by the man of her dreams.

He got down on one knee. He held the engagement ring in his hand, a scrap of red cloth. A manacle that would chain me to him for the rest of my existence. I shuddered as he slid the garter over my foot and up my calf. Power tingled through me. My pussy clenched. I whimpered as he passed my knee and pressed it up my thigh until…

It reached the right spot.

I was chained to him.

He rose and said, “My Dominatrix-Maid.”

“Yes, Master Lance,” I moaned as he stared me in the eyes. He cupped my face. “Yours, Master.”

He kissed me. A man kissed me. I groaned, my lips melting to his. I groaned in delight at the fierceness of his lips. The strength of him. This was so amazing. My pussy clenched. I wanted him. I wanted to be fucked by him. The other maids were clapping and cheering. They were so happy.

I was replacing the sisters’ mother. What happened to her? I didn’t care.

He broke the kiss and said, “Fetch me that riding crop.”

“Yes, Master,” I moaned. I spun on my bare feet and hurried toward it. I bent over, thrusting my rump out at him. My pussy. I felt so girlish. I was older than him. A woman matured in my early thirties. He was just a boy. A teenager who was sixteen or eighteen.

I turned around. He was there. I placed the riding crop in his hand. He grinned at me and said, “Bend over the desk, Andrea.”

“Yes, Master,” I whimpered and spun around. I bent over the desk, pressing my tits into the cool, waxed surface. My nipples throbbed against it. I had never been whipped before. I was eager for it.

CRACK!

The pain burst across my ass. I groaned in delight at the heat. It melted down my cunt. I quivered there, wiggling my rump.

CRACK!

“Master,” groaned from my lips.

CRACK!

I yelped this time. The pain grew.

“Who owns you?” he asked.

“You do,” I groaned. “You are my owner, Master Hayward.” That felt more appropriate than using his first name. “I’m your Dominatrix-Maid in this life and the next, Master Hayward!”

CRACK!

“Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned, the pain growing. He was in charge of me, and I was in charge of the maids wearing the orange garters. Slave-Maids. Slut-Maids. Submissive-Maids. They had so many names. I would enjoy commanding them. “Master Hayward, use me!”

CRACK!

Finally, here was a man who was not a pig. I had been waiting my whole life to be claimed by Master Hayward, rejecting all the others for failing to live up to him. I wasn’t a lesbian. There just wasn’t any other man worthy of me.

CRACK!

“I love you, Master Hayward,” I moaned. “I love you with body and soul! Use me!”

“She’s such a good choice, honey,” cooed the brunette Maid-Wife. “Just perfect.”

He tossed the riding crop down. His belt buckle clattered. His zipper rasped down. My pussy clenched as he said, “You are taking the place of my Aunt Nancy. An amazing dominatrix who let herself be seduced by a demon. Do not trust the Seductress ever. Do not release her from her bondage unless I am present. Do not make her mistake.”

His cock slapped down on my rump as I moaned, “I won’t, Master!”

“Good,” he growled, anger in his voice. Not at me. At the loss of his Aunt Nancy. The woman who’d worn the garter about my leg. I felt that many women had worn it. A chain of dominating beauties that served the Haywards for hundreds of years. The importance of our mission washed over me.

“I’ll make you proud, Master Hayward,” I moaned.

He pressed his cock into my butt-crack. His tip slid down my crevice to my asshole. “I know you will. You will do us all proud!”

He thrust against my asshole.

I groaned as my anal ring burned. His cock drilled against me. A real dick. A fleshy shaft, not a rubber dildo or a metal vibrator. I shuddered as my asshole stretched to take him. I wanted to submit to him. I relaxed myself, moaning like a whore.

He popped into my bowels.

“Master Hayward!” I squealed as he sank into me.

I groaned as he dove into my bowels. It was just such a good moment to have him sliding his cock into my bowels. I shuddered at that passion. It was good to have him sliding deeper and deeper into my anal sheath.

My velvety sheath welcomed him in. I swallowed all of him. I was so happy to have him burying into me. It was amazing. A wave of heat rushed through me. It was just a wonderful moment. I quivered here in delight, a big smile on my face.

His cock bottomed out in me. I groaned as I had all his dick in my bowels. His crotch rubbed on my welted rump. The heat burned through me. A constant reminder that I had found a man more powerful than me.

“Master Hayward,” I groaned, taking such satisfaction in finding my Master. My owner.

“Damn, Andrea,” he groaned and drew back his dick. “Such a tight ass. You don’t have men fuck you often.”

“Never,” I moaned. “I never have men fuck me.”

“Never?” he asked. “You’re a lesbian?”

“No, I just was waiting for my true Master do own me,” I moaned, my asshole clamping down on his cock. “For the only man worthy of me to claim me! I’m yours, Master! Your cock feels amazing in my asshole! Fuck me! Pound me! I want to cum like a shameless hussy on your dick!”

He drew back his cock. I groaned in pure delight of that mighty cock sliding out of me. I shuddered as he emerged from my asshole. My bowels gripped him with all that I had. He thrust back into me. He buried deep and hard.

I loved how he slammed into me. He fucked me with all that he had. It was just a wild treat to have him fucking me like that. He buried into me with all that he had. He plowed into me with such force. Such passion.

“Shit, shit, shit,” he growled, his crotch smacking into my welted ass.

“Oh, Master!” I moaned, savoring that heat. “Oh, yes, yes, Master, that’s so good. Just pound my anal sheath. Just fuck my bowels with all that you have!”

He thrust away at my bowels. I gasped as he pumped in and out of my bowels with so much force. He plowed into me with everything that he had. It was so awesome to have him unleashing his full passion on me.

He did not hold back with me.

He gave me everything he had. It was so magnificent to have a man who knew he could fuck me like this. He could just me like a whore. He could pound me like a complete slut. I would do anything for him. I shuddered in delight for him as he fucked me with such force.

He hammered my bowels with all his passion. I loved every second of him fucking me. He churned up my asshole with his mighty dick. I loved this so much. I whimpered and moaned as he fucked away at me. He buried into me with passion.

He was such a mighty man.

Such a strong stud.

I was so happy having him pounding me with all that he had. I loved it with all my might. I groaned as he buried into me again and again. He fucked me with so much force. It was fabulous to have him burying into me.

My burning butt-cheeks jiggled. I moaned with each of his plunges into my bowels. He fucked me with all that he had. It was just so good to have him doing that to me. I groaned, savoring that delight. My anal sheath clamped down on him.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I groaned. “That’s good. That’s just awesome. Ooh, fuck me so hard, Master!”

He fucked me hard. Fast. He buried into me with all that he had. It was so delicious to have him thrusting into me. He fucked me with all his might. All his wonderful cock plowed into me. It was a delight to have him burying into me. I shuddered, savoring this passion. It was an outstanding moment.

I loved this bliss.

This heat.

His big dick.

He pounded me with such passion. Such force. He thrust into me with all that he had. I loved it so much. I savored it as he buried into me with his cock. The other maids watched. They witnessed my submission to him.

“Master!” Master!” I moaned as the heat from his thrusting cock melted down to my pussy. My bowels clamped down on him. “Oh, that’s glorious, Master!”

“Yes, it is,” he growled. He fucked me hard. “Let me feel that asshole going wild around my dick. If you love my cock, then you’ll cum like the whore you are! My whore!”

“Yours!” I moaned, my orgasm building and building from his powerful blows. His nuts slapped into my taint. I loved that sensation. It was so good to have him doing that to me. “Oh, Master! Master! Keep hammering me! I’m so close!”

I was. The pressure in my pussy hurtled closer and closer to the bursting point. I was so ready for all that delight to explode out of me. I enjoyed it so much. He plowed into me. He fucked me with all that he had. It was just delightful to have him doing that to me.

I groaned, my anal sheath squeezing down on him. I loved him fucking into me with such force. I enjoyed every last second of his big dick fucking me. He pounded me with all that he had. He thrust into my bowels again and again.

He drilled into me. It happened. “Master!”

I climaxed like the wanton hussy I was.

My asshole convulsed around his amazing cock. He groaned and slammed back into my asshole. He buried into me with all that he had. I shuddered, my bowels suckling at him. My flesh rippled because I wanted his cum to fire into me.

“Jizz in me, Master!” I moaned. “Make me yours!”

“Fuck!” he snarled and erupted into my asshole.

His cum spurted into my bowels. Blast after blast of his jizz pumped into my ass. He exploded in me with all that he had. It was so wild to have all that spunk spurting into me. It was amazing to have it flooding me with all that he had. He pumped away at me with so much jizz.

I shuddered, my anal sheath rippling around him. I shuddered, enjoying this delight so much. I loved it. I savored every last second of this passion. It was so good to have all that delight rushing through me. My eyes rolled back in my head.

“Fuck!” Master Hayward snarled as he spurted his cum into my bowels.

“Master!” I whimpered, savoring that heat jetting into my asshole.

My anal sheath rippled around his dick. I shuddered at the heat of this moment. The pleasure rushed through me. I shuddered, savoring this passion. It was so good to have him spurting his jizz into me. He flooded me with all that he had.

It was amazing to have all that spunk flooding my bowels. I savored every last second of it. I shuddered at the heat washing through me. My pussy cream spilled hot down my thighs. I loved that heat rushing through me.

It was so good. Just so amazing. I panted, savoring the heat that poured through me. I felt so good. I loved that delight. A big smile spread on my lips as he spurted the last of his cum in me. My orgasm crested. I quivered there, just brimming with all that cum.

“Oh, Master,” I moaned.

“Damn,” he groaned and pulled his cock out of my asshole.

I shuddered as his dick slid out of my bowels. He had such an amazing cock. I loved the feel of him sliding out of me. I gasped as he popped out. His cum trickled out of my sphincter and ran down my taint to my pussy lips.

I had a man’s cum in me. My Owner’s cum. I felt so amazing right now. I could just float away. It was the best orgasm of my life. What would it feel like when he rammed his dick into my pussy? It must be even more amazing.

“What does a good maid do after her Master fucks her ass?” asked the wife.

I shuddered and turned. She was on my level, I realized. She had a unique garter like me. I licked my lips and moaned, “Suck his dick clean!”

The Maid-Wife arched her eyebrow.

She wanted me to do it. To submit to him in such a humiliating fashion. I dropped to my knees in a flash, my big boobs bouncing. My pussy clenched with the wave of lust. I wanted to serve my Master in every way I could.

I grabbed his dick, opened my mouth wide, and swallowed his cock.

The dirty flavor of my asshole soaked my taste buds. I groaned at the heat of having his dick in my mouth. It was just so delicious. So delightful to suckle on him. I groaned, nursing with passion on his cock. It was wild.

My tongue flicked around his dick. The sour flavor washed through me. It was just an amazing rush to nurse on him like this. It was so degrading, and yet I was doing it for Master Hayward. I would suck another slut’s ass off his dick, too.

That was how dedicated I was to him.

That was how much I wanted to pleasure him. To please him.

I suckled on him. I slobbered on his cock. It was such a delicious moment to buff off my sour musk. The dirty flavor spilled over my tongue. I shuddered in delight as I stared up at him. My eyes burned with such passion. I had to pleasure him. I had to make him all clean.

“I’m Bella,” said the Maid-Wife. “Lance’s wife and commander of the Concubine-Maids, like my mother.” She pointed to the MILF with the green garter. “Those are Izzy and Deborah, they’re two of your Slut-Maids. You have all ten recruited.”

I just moaned and nodded. “We also have one of the Wise-Maids who serve Ms. Docea. That’s Marsha. She’s got a Ph.D. and everything.”

The maid with the gray garter and long, black hair waved at me as I polished our Master’s cock.

“And I’m Serena, one of the Daughter-Maids,” cooed a brown-haired girl who looked like she could be Master’s younger sister. “I’m Master’s daughter. He had me with his Mommy-Maid, his real mommy whose also my mommy. He’s my brother, too. Isn’t that neat?”

She was easily fourteen. How was that possible? I found I didn’t care. It just was. I suckled on him, just so happy for it.

“I’m Kylie Hayward,” said the last maid who also looked like she could be his little sister or daughter. She had her black hair in pigtails, a pink garter on her thigh not a bronze one like Serena had. “I’m a real Hayward, too. I’m Master’s little sister. We grew up together. I lead his Virgin-Maids and take care of him. So you better do a good job!”

I moaned. I would do a good job.

She clutched her brother’s arm, smiling down at me. She snuggled up to him as I blew our Master. He leaned his head down and kissed her. Their lips melted together as I suckled on his dirty dick. The sour flavor was fading, though.

“You have to deep-throat him to get all the dirty flavor,” cooed Bella. “Take every inch of his cock!”

I shuddered at those words. They were so naughty and just what I wanted to hear. I slid my mouth down his cock until he hit the back of my throat. I moaned in delight as I choked on him. I relaxed my gullet. I forced my dyke-slaves to deep-throat my dildos, so…

I could do this.

I pushed harder, fighting my gag reflex. I gurgled and swallowed his cock. He slid down my throat. I moaned around him with such triumph. I tasted my sour ass on the lower parts of his cock. I shuddered, buffing him clean.

“That’s it,” cooed Bella. “Mmm, you’re such a great maid, Andrea. You’re going to fit right in. The other slut maids will love you.”

“Yes,” whimpered Deborah. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Izzy was now feasting on her older sister. Deborah’s maid’s uniform rustled as she enjoyed that delight.

Master kept making out with his Sister-Maid. He squeezed her bare ass beneath her skirt. She humped against him, moaning into his mouth as I suckled on his dick. I slid my lips down him, buffing him clean.

I polished his pole as I took more and more of him in my mouth. I reached the base of his cock and moaned as I nuzzled into him. His bush rubbed on my face. That felt so wicked to have him rubbing against me like that.

He broke the kiss with his sister and groaned, “Damn, Andrea.”

Master Hayward was so happy with me.

I squealed with delight, my tongue polishing his pole. I buffed off the sour flavor of my asshole. It faded slowly as I loved him. I quivered, my hips wiggling. My pussy cream dripped down my thighs. The spicy musk filled the air.

His dick clean, I slid my lips back up him. I rose up him, his cock sliding out of my throat. He popped out of my gullet. My tongue danced around the crown of his cock again. It was a wild delight to have him in my mouth. I enjoyed it so much.

The salty flavor of his precum spilled over my tongue as I worshiped him. I wanted to have all his cum spurting into my mouth. I suckled on him with all that I had. It was just so good to nurse on him like this. I bobbed my head. I loved him.

“That’s it,” he groaned. “Damn, Andrea, you’re going to have a mouthful of cum.”

“Spurt into her mouth, Daddy!” his Daughter-Maid squealed.

“Yes, yes, spurt in her,” whimpered Kylie. “Ooh, ooh, Serena, let’s sixty-nine!”

“Yay!” squealed the cutie kneeling on one side of me. Serena rose to her feet and the pair dashed off, giggling. It was so beautiful that two Hayward sisters could make love to each other. They were both true Haywards.

That was magical.

I nursed on Master Hayward’s cock. He groaned, staring down at me with such heat in his eyes. Bella quivered beside me, his Maid-Wife so eager for her husband to flood me with his cum. He owned her, too. That was so hot.

“Shit!” he growled and erupted into my mouth.

Hot cum jetted out of his dick and splashed against the back of my throat. He flooded me with all that delight. It was so good having his cum pouring down my throat. I groaned in delight, loving all that jizz splashing against the back of my throat.

I gulped it down. I swallowed every last drop of the spunk that I could. It was just a blessing to swallow every drop that he had. I was so glad for all that cum spurting out of his dick and flooding down my throat.

It was beautiful.

“Damn, Andrea,” he growled. “Fuck, that’s good. That’s so fucking good!”

I gulped it all down. I loved swallowing every drop of the cum. It was just so good to have it all flooding down my throat. I enjoyed every second of it. He grunted, his dick erupting again and again. I swallowed every last drop.

It all poured down my mouth. That was just such a fantastic treat. I shivered, feeling so good right now. I was in heaven. I was so glad to have all that spunk filling up my belly. It was a thing of beauty. Just a wondrous rush.

“Andrea, you are mine!” he groaned, spurting one last blast of his cum into my mouth.

I slid my lips off his cock with a wet plop. “Yours, Master. All yours!”

He grinned down at me. His eyes flicked to Bella. “My lovely Maid-Wife needs to have her pussy eaten.”

“I do.” She smiled at me. “He’s always taking care of me. Even though I’m the leader of his bodyguards.”

“And I’m the leader of his fighters.” I shuddered. “When we’re not cleaning the mansion.”

Bella winked at me. She rose and strode to the desk. I turned and watched as she sat on it. She spread her legs, exposing a furred muff. Her down of brown hair dripped with her juices. She crooked her finger at me.

I licked my lips and crawled toward her. My big boobs swayed. Master Hayward stared at my welted rump. My pussy dripped juices. More of his cum leaked out my asshole and soaked my taint. That felt so wild.

I breathed in the sweet aroma of her pussy as I reached her. “Mmm, I am going to make you cum so hard, Bella.”

“Wonderful, Andrea,” she purred. “You’re going to be a fiery addition to the harem.”

I shuddered at her words and buried my face into her pussy. Her curls rubbed on my face. I didn’t eat cunt that often. I wanted to receive more than give. I attacked her twat. I licked at her with all that I had. She groaned as I did that.

Master slapped his cock down on my rump. I thought he would fuck me in the ass again. If he wanted to, I was more than fine with it. However, when he slid his cock down my butt-cheek to my pussy, I moaned in delight.
“Master Hayward!” I groaned as he nuzzled into my folds. “I love you!”

He buried into my cunt.

I moaned into Bella’s snatch.

I tongued her pussy with frantic heat as I felt his cock where he belonged. My pussy. That was just such an incredible delight. I was just so happy to have his dick in me. He throbbed and pulsed. My hips wiggled from side to side, stirring my cunt around his dick.

I loved that heat. It was just so good to have his cock in me. I tongued her snatch, licking through her folds. Her gloved hand gripped the back of my head. Her hand felt so firm. Not like flesh at all. Like stone.

“Yes, yes, just like that,” she moaned. “Ooh, you’re flicking your tongue through my folds. Yes, yes, just like that!”

“Master!” I whimpered as he drew back his dick. He slammed back into me. “Oh, Master, yes!”

He thrust away at me. He fucked me with his mighty cock. He slammed into my pussy and churned me up. It was so good having him do that to me. He plunged into me with all that he had. It was magnificent having him fuck me like that. I was in heaven here. I loved him fucking me with all that he had.

He pounded my twat with such force. It was so good to have him fucking me. I groaned with the delight of him pounding me. He churned me up with such force. I loved him pounding away at me. It was so amazing.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I whimpered.

“Oh, devour me,” moaned Bella.

I tongued her twat.

I stroked through her folds.

I shuddered, brushing her clit as Master’s balls smacked my own love button. He churned up my pussy with his mighty cock. I squeezed down on him, reveling in having him churn me up. He fucked into me with all that he had.

It was so good having him thrusting away at me. He pounded me with such force. It was so amazing. So delicious. So wondrous. I shuddered, wiggling my hips and stirring my cunt around his fleshy cock.

He was so much better than a dildo.

His balls felt so amazing slapping into my clit.

I whimpered as I suckled on Bella’s clit. The other maids moaned in the background while she quivered. Her uniform rustled as I loved her bud. I nibbled on her pearl as Master hammered my cunt. He grunted out with his pleasure.

“Shit, that’s good!” he growled.

“Master,” I groaned, savoring his cock burying into me. “Oh, Master, that’s so good! Yes, yes, fuck me so hard!”

He churned me up. I hurtled toward my orgasm as he slammed into me again and again. He fucked me with all that he had. It was just so good to have him pounding me with such force. He buried into me with such passion, my pussy was about to burst with delight.

“Yes, yes, yes,” Bella gasped. She bucked and drenched me in pussy cream.

She trembled on the table, her head tossing. Her boobs quivered as her pussy cream gushed out of her. She whimpered in delight. The heat rushed through me. It was just such a delight. She gripped me with her gloved hand, holding me to her cunt as I drowned in her sweet juices.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned as I licked up her cunt cream. Master’s cock buried to the hilt in my pussy. “Master!”

I howled out in delight as my orgasm burst through me.

Waves of heat rushed through my body. I groaned through the ecstasy, the heat sweeping through me. My pussy convulsed around his cock. I suckled at him, wanting his cum to spurt into me. I wasn’t on birth control.

He could breed me.

“Master Hayward, please, please, cum in me!” I moaned as he rammed back into me.

“Fuck!” he snarled and erupted into my cunt.

He pumped blast after blast of his cum into my pussy. For the first time ever, a man spurted his seed into me. He filled me up with his jizz. It was just such a rush to have all his spunk pumping over and over into me.

I writhed around him. I worked out all that jizz. I loved it splashing against my cervix. It felt so good. I whimpered through the heat as he dumped more and more of my cum into my snatch. He flooded me with all that he had.

It was just so good. Just so amazing.

“Oh, Master!” I moaned into his Maid-Wife’s pussy. He filled me up with all that he had. “Master Hayward!”

“Andrea,” he growled as he dumped the last of his cum into my pussy. “Let’s go home. Cancel every last one of your clients. Shut down your social media accounts. You’re all mine.”

“Yes, Master,” I purred. “They’ll complain so much. It will gall them. Ooh, I want to tell them all.”

“They’ll be so happy for you,” said Bella as she stretched. “They’ll congratulate you. You’re in the grips of the Hayward magic. We guard the Hay, and the world will do anything to facilitate our mission.”

I smiled at that. I licked my lips. “And what is our mission?”

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Ms. Lynette Docea

I trembled as I finished reading Legends of the Otherworld and the Golden Hay, a paper published by Dr. Rhianna Darby, a Welsh Professor of Mythology at Oxford. Just reading it convinced me she knew more about this subject than any outside of Hayward Manor.

Maybe even more.

I googled her and found her faculty picture. She was a gorgeous woman in her early forties. Strawberry-blonde hair. Blue eyes. Plump lips. I had to tell Master I had to go to England. I had a new maid to recruit.

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