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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
Rhianna Darby: Welsh Professor of Mythology at Oxford
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.
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

Lance Hayward

The limo, driven by Mrs. Miles, pulled up before the entrance of the manor. Cali waited on the porch to greet me. She always did when a new maid was recruited. She sensed it with her magic. The purple-eyed maid stood there serenely.

Inhumanly given the wind gusting her skirt and rustling her black hair.

She climbed down the steps with a grace that no woman could match and opened the door. I stepped out, the wind rustling my tie. I held out my arm for Bella. My pregnant maid-wife took it with her right arm, the glove hiding the stone limb.

Guilt flashed through me for letting the Gizzamuluke eat her arm.

I had failed her.

Kylie popped out next, my little sister bouncing. My daughter Serena followed then Andrea herself, my newest maid. She wore the red garter. My Dominatrix-Maid. Aunt Nancy’s replacement. Andrea was naked, of course, a tall woman with a bob of black hair and big breasts. She looked comfortable in her nudity like she could walk into a boardroom or a general’s planning room and take charge with ease.

“My, my,” Cali said, looking up and down at Andrea. “She will do nicely, Master Hayward.”

I nodded absently as Izzy, Deborah, and Marsha were the last of the maids out of the limo. Marsha shut it. The limo pulled away. Mrs. Miles would park the vehicle and come in the back way.

Cali led the way up the stairs, Bella on my arm. My wife broke off when we reached the second floor, murmuring that she wanted to inspect the cleaning for the day. She certainly deserved to be paranoid about it.

“Of course,” I told her and kissed her on the cheek. “Love you.”

She smiled.

Her gynecologist visit had gone well, too. Our baby was healthy. Our son. My heir. This was his future. One day, I would be gone and he would inherit this unless I could figure out a way to break the cycle. If he could just have the harem of happy maids and not deal with the entities…

Wouldn’t that be better?

Cali strode down the hall. I shot a glance at the smiling Gizzamuluke’s painting. The green-eyed cat looked so satisfied. He had devoured my aunt and my wife’s arm. My hands balled into fists. Why couldn’t such fiends be killed?

“Such interesting art,” said Andrea. “These are the Imprisoned?”

“Yep,” I said. We had given her a crash course on the Imprisoned and all the insanity of this place.

She took it well. The magic of Hayward Manor made sure of that.

We passed through the open doors of the antechamber into the living quarters. She didn’t have to share a room like the other maids. She had Nancy’s room. We passed through the living room. It bustled with maids who were off-duty.

“Master,” chorused around me as I passed by them.

Alice was dusting the TV, the Black girl flashing me a smile. She was one of my classmates wearing a green garter. Busty Carmen was moping the floors in the kitchen. The Pilot-Maid gasped at the sight of Andrea.

“Master and Mistress!” Carmen gasped, her big boobs jiggling in her low-cut bodice. She wore an orange garter. A Slut-Maid as well as one of my pilots.

Andrea nodded to her.

We reached Andea’s new room. My mom was in there. She was putting a few things in a box, packing up the few possessions that her sister had. Guilt washed over me as she glanced up. She put on a brave smile.

“This is the new maid?” she asked as she held the box to her stomach. Her silver garter gleamed. “Welcome, welcome, I’m Maria, Lance’s mother. And his Mommy-Maid. I hope you’ll be a wonderful new addition to our harem.” Her eyes held a haunted look, bags under them. “Well, this is your room. Enjoy.”

“I will,” Andrea said, glancing at my mom. My new maid opened her mouth to say something, but Mom squeezed past us and headed to her own room just next door. “I… Well…”

“This is your room now,” said Cali. “You may put whatever possessions you want in it, of course. Your spare uniforms are in the closet.”

“I did bring a collection of wisp and flails,” Andrea said. “And paddles for naughty maids.”

Cali nodded. They were in the limo. Mrs. Miles would bring them in.

“Follow me,” I said and marched out of the room and down the hallway, passing Mom’s closed door. I entered the maid’s entertainment area full of comfortable seats, several couches, a TV, a schedule for their ongoing Smash Brothers tournament, and more. The closet at the far end had two maids standing guard.

My Daughter-Maid Rose brightened up at the sight of me, her brown eyes twinkling. “Master Daddy!”

She curtsied as Felicity, a Concubine-Maid, added, “Master. And is this the new maid?”

I nodded and motioned to the prisoner inside. The door wasn’t closed. There was the Seductress gagged in gold, arms restrained behind her. The golden dildo hung on the wall along with a strap to keep her ass reddened. She glanced at me, her face that of my mother’s but with all-black eyes.

Eyes that gloated in what she had done.

“This is the Seductress,” I said. “The Demon-Maid. She is the reason my aunt is dead. Aunt Nancy believed she had broken this creature. It’s how the Seductress seduced her. This thing cannot break. She is not human. Every day, you are to hurt her. You are to never be alone with her. You are never to remove her bindings or her gag unless I am present. She must be fucked with a strap-on every hour, but the maids know the order. Understand.”

“Yes,” purred Andrea. She took the flogger off the wall. “Shall I begin?”

My dick lurched. I grabbed the seductress and dragged her out of the hallway. I seized the gag and tore it off. It was made with my golden power. I thrust it into Felicity’s hand. My Concubine-Maid took it. She had been recruited in those early days by Bella, another of our classmates.

“My, my, is she going to keep me in line, Master Hayward?” the Seductress asked. “She’s formidable.”

“Open your mouth,” I said as I unzipped my fly. “No biting. Pleasure me.”

The Seductress winked a black eye at me and did as she commanded. She had to obey me. Her pink tongue wiggled as I gripped a fistful of her blonde hair. I rammed my cock into her lips and savored her mouth around my dick.

She sealed her lips around my cock and suckled on me. I shuddered at the heat of her mouth soaking my dick. She put her all into it. I was certain she had a game. A reason she acted so submissive. I didn’t care so long as we kept her chained until she was needed.

That would be her fate for eternity. She could not be trusted.

Andrea watched me mouth-fuck the Demon-Maid. I plunged to the back of the Seductress’s mouth. My Dominatrix-Maid drew back the flogger and slapped it down on the demonic bitch’s rump.

SMACK!

The sound made my dick throb. The Seductress moaned around my dick, her black eyes staring up at me with such defiance in them. She would not break. I didn’t care. She deserved to be flogged to the end of time.

SMACK!

The Demon-Maid groaned again around my cock thrusting to the back of her throat. Andrea’s big breasts rose and fell. They swayed as she drew back her flogger and swung again.

SMACK!

Red swelled across the Demon-Maid’s rump.

SMACK!

“That’s it,” I growled, thrusting my cock in and out of that sucking mouth. My nuts swung as I enjoyed the pleasures of it. “Discipline her. Punish her.” I caught my Dominatrix-Maid’s eyes. “Hurt her.”

“Yes, Master Hayward,” she cooed with lust in her eyes. Pussy cream dripped down the Dominatrix-Maid’s thighs.

SMACK!

The stinging slaps made my dick so hard. I thrust away at the Demon-Maid’s mouth. I fucked her with all that I had. I pounded her. I buried into her mouth, plunging to the back of her throat. I pounded her with all that I had.

SMACK!

I hit the back of her throat and kept going.

She gurgled as I deep-throated her. I gripped the side of her head, staring into the merciless depths of her black eyes. I was her Master. I owned her. She was my slave. My weapon to be unleashed on my enemies.

SMACK!

And the rest of the time, she would be kept in her closet.

SMACK!

“That’s right,” I growled, slamming my cock into her mouth. “You know your place.”

The Demon-Maid moaned around my cock.

SMACK!

The insolence never faded from her eyes. The defiance. She didn’t hide it now. I thrust to the back of her throat, my nuts slapping into her chin. I enjoyed it. The pressure grew and grew in my balls.

SMACK!

The rush of fucking her mouth. This creature was dangerous. Deadly. She would kill me if she could.

SMACK!

But she couldn’t.

SMACK!

She was contained by my power.

Andrea’s boobs heaved as she flogged the Demon-Maid’s ass. I watched them as I pounded the Seductress’s mouth. I plunged down her throat again and again. My nuts slapped into her taint. Her throat squeezed about me. Her moans vibrated around the crown of my dick.

“Mmm, she’s a defiant one, Master,” purred Andrea. “I will break her.”

“No, you won’t,” I groaned. “You never will. If she seems broken, she’s only deceiving you. Seducing you to be merciful on her so she can have more fun!”

“My, my.” Andrea smiled. “What a challenge.”

I shook my head and fucked her mouth. So long as Andrea didn’t release the bonds, it wouldn’t matter. The Seductress would not get another chance to hurt my women. I slammed to the back of her throat, the pressure building.

SMACK!

The Demon-Maid’s ass glowed cherry red.

SMACK!

I buried to the hilt down her throat again and again. I plunged into her gullet with all that I had. I reveled in my power over the monster. I pounded her with all that I had. She moaned about me. She suckled so hard on my dick. She pleasured me as she was flogged.

SMACK!

My grip tightened on the sides of her head as I plunged down her mouth. I buried to the back of her throat and snarled out in delight. the heat burst in me. My balls erupted. I threw back my head and unloaded my cum into her mouth.

“Fuck!” I snarled, pumping all that jizz into her mouth. I flooded her with it all. It was so incredible having all that cum flooding out of my cock and straight into her belly. “Shit, shit, shit!”

The pleasure shot through me. It was so good having all that ecstasy rushing through my body. My nuts erupted again and again. They pumped all my cum down her gullet. The heat slammed through me. It was an incredible rush.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I growled. “That’s it. That’s fucking it!”

SMACK!

She moaned around my dick as the cum shot straight into her stomach. My balls twitched against her chin. I held her tight as the pleasure slammed through me. I felt so good as I filled her mouth with all my seed.

“Damn, damn, damn,” I groaned at the heat rushing through me. I unloaded the last of my spunk into her stomach. “Hurt her, Andrea.”

“Yes, Master Hayward,” she moaned.

I held out my hand. Felicity gave me the gag, her eyes burning with anger. I ripped out my dick and shoved in the gag before the Seductress could say a word. I tied it behind her and panted, shoving my dick back into her pants.

“Hurt her as long as you want,” I said and strode away.

“Until my arm is about to fall off,” Andrea purred. Such thick lust echoed in her mind. “I’ll hurt her, Master Hayward. One of you maids, eat my pussy now!”

I strode through the entertainment room. The maids were mostly out cleaning the house so it was pretty deserted. The day time was the safe time. Even evening was fine. It was after midnight that the Imprisoned grew restless.

The patrols made sure no one escaped.

I marched to my mother’s room and knocked on her door.

“Just a moment.” I heard rustling then the door opened. Mom held a balled-up tissue in her hand. She smiled, though, at the sight of me. “Master.”

“Mom,” I said. “How are you doing?”

Her smile slipped. “I… I… I miss her, of course. So…”

She seized me by my tie and yanked me into her room. I gasped as her arms went around me. She kissed me with such a fervent need. My mother craved my comfort. I had to be with her. I had to take care of her. Pleasure her.

The door creaked shut behind us as our lips worked on mine. It was so wonderful to make out with her. I slid my hands down over her skirt, squeezing her rump. I kneaded her ass, savoring the feel of her lips on mine.

She broke the kiss and purred, “I want to make a baby with you, Master Lance. I want to have your child. Your daughter. A real child. Not one of the pregnancies that’s over in half-a-day. A child I can raise and love. Please, Master Lance.”

“Of course, Mom,” I said. She could still have children normally now that she had produced ten Daughter-Maids.

“Thank you, Master,” she whispered, tears in her eyes but they didn’t fall. She blinked them away, her blue depths shiny. “Thank you, my son.”

I stroked through her blonde hair and kissed her again. Our lips met with a burning passion. The sort mother and son should never experience. Our tongues danced as I slid my hand down her back and found the zipper of her uniform.

I drew it down slowly. Memories of drawing down the zipper on the back of her dress to help her out after church or coming back from a party. Then I would leave the room so she could undress. Something innocent. Now…

I stepped back and watched as she shoved her uniform down her body. Her blonde hair swayed around her shoulders as her big breasts came into view. Heavy and full of her healing milk. Her flat stomach. Curving hips. Her thick, blonde bush.

Did Dad hate me for chaining Mom and Kylie to this fate?

Maybe. But I was chained with them. Chained by our blood. If he had been alive instead of dying five years ago, he would have made Mom his Maid-Wife. She would have the yellow garter and not the silver. Maybe Kylie would have been given the silver. His Daughter-Maid to bear him Daughter-Maids.

Would Dad have claimed his slutty sister-in-law? Probably. She would have the red garter.

Would she be dead? Would Dad have failed her?

“Shhh,” Mom said, her hands cupping my face. “It’s not your fault that she’s gone. The Seductress is at fault. She stole Nancy from us.”

I stared into my mother’s eyes. I had to find a way to stop this. “I’m the Master of Hayward Manor. It’s always my fault.”

She kissed me again with fierce love. Now she was comforting me. I groaned at the heat of her lips on mine. I let the pain wash over me as my hands grabbed my mother’s asscheeks. I held her tight. I kneaded her rump as she squirmed against me. She felt so good. Just so delicious. I was so happy to have her.

Just so glad to have her squirming against me.

I broke the kiss with Mom and stared into her eyes. They swam with the pain she felt for me. She was such a good woman. I smiled at her, so glad I had her. My Mommy-Maid was amazing. I loved her so much.

She worked on my tie. She drew it around my neck. It whisked off. She tossed it to the side, humming. She worked at the buttons of the white shirt I wore. She undid them button by button. My dick throbbed in my pants.

“Such a handsome son,” she cooed. “Mmm, you are the prize of every woman’s eye, Master.”

I smiled. “Thanks.”

She winked a blue eye at me as she took off my shirt. She shuddered, her big boobs jiggling. The spicy aroma of her pussy filled my nose. Dewdrops beaded on her blonde bush as she dropped to her knees and undid my belt. She worked it open before unzipping my pants. She shoved off my gray slacks and boxers.

My cock popped off. I stepped out of my pants as she opened her eyes to sallow it. I stopped her. I didn’t want her to blow me. I wanted to feast on her. To cum in her pussy and plant a baby in her. I knew I would. I could feel it.

Perhaps I was making my son his own Mother-Maid. A sister for him to breed again and again.
I drew Mom to her feet and gripped her hips. She didn’t resist as I pushed her back to the bed. She hit it and sank onto it, her big boobs jiggling as they settled into a pair of jiggling mounds. She spread her legs wide. The spicy aroma of her pussy filled my nose.

How delicious.

I dove into her cunt. I buried my face into her snatch and licked at her with all that I had. It was such a thrill to nuzzle my face into her bush and feel her curls on my face. I licked at her. I lapped at her with such passion.

“Oh, yes, yes,” she whimpered as I devoured her spicy cunt. “Master Lance!”

“Mom,” I groaned, savoring the forbidden flavor of my mother’s pussy. “Just enjoy.”

“I will,” she cooed, her thighs pressing on my face. Her silver garter felt silky on my right cheek.

I tongued her cunt with all that I had. I lapped at her with hunger, savoring the way I devoured her. It was such a treat to be here. I loved it so much. I flicked my tongue through her folds. I caressed her with all that I had. She moaned in delight as I squirmed there.

I tongued her with all that I had. I lapped at her with passion. She moaned and tossed her head as my tongue flicked through her folds. She humped against me, gasping out in delight as she did that. Her moans echo through the room.

“Oh, that’s so good,” she moaned. “Oh, yes, yes, just like that. Oh, honey! Master Lance! My strong son!”

I loved the sounds Mom made as I feasted on her. I wanted to make her explode. I craved to drown in all her pussy cream. I was so excited for that. I lapped at her with all that I had. It was so amazing to stroke my tongue through her folds and feast on her.

She shuddered, humping against me as I licked at her with all that I had. I tongued her with such passion. I flicked through her folds, savoring how she whimpered and moaned. She gripped my face with her thighs.

It was an amazing moment to feast on her fertile pussy. Her curls spilled over my mouth as my tongue danced around in her pussy. I stroked about in her. I wanted her to gasp and moan. To drown me in all her pussy cream.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned as I feasted on her. “Oh, that’s it, honey. That’s so good. Master Lance! My son! Stir up my pussy!”

I stirred up her cunt with all that I had. I lapped around in her, my dick so hard to slide into her and make a baby. To gift her with new life. She shuddered as her boobs jiggled. My tongue flicking around in her hot depths.

I stroked out of her hole and lapped at her clit. I licked at her bud, stroking over her pearl, polishing the button. She gasped as I pressed that special spot. Her entire body bucked. She shuddered, her boobs smacking together.

“Oh, my god, Master Lance!” she moaned. “Oh, yes, yes, make your Mommy-Maid cum. Make your mother burst!”

I suckled hard on her nub. I loved her with all my might. She shuddered as I did that. Her moans echoed through the room. They were so wild to hear. I was so glad for them. I stroked over her bud, making her shiver as I feasted on her. She groaned and gasped as my tongue flicked around her bud.

She quivered there as I suckled on her clit. Her thighs gripped my head. She humped against me, her bush rustling against my lips. Her breasts bounced as her entire body heaved. She squealed out in rapture.

Spicy juices gushed out and bathed my mouth.

“Lance!” she screamed. “My Lance! Yes!”

I lapped at her cunt. I gathered up her juices. I savored her spicy flavor. I flicked around her bud. I loved how she quivered there. It was so good to feast on her like this. To devour everything that she had. It was so good.

Just so amazing.

“Take me!” she moaned as I drowned in her pussy cream. I licked up the passion. I stroked my tongue through her folds, enjoying every second of her quivering through her pleasure. Her back arched. Her moans echoed through the room. “Oh, take me, Lance. Make a baby in me!”

I crawled up my mother’s body, my dick so hard. I pressed my cock into her pussy lips. I loved the way her curls ticked my crown. Her labia caressed my tip. I thrust into her convulsing depths. I savored the writhing heaven of her incestuous pussy.

I entered forbidden territory. Only no territory was forbidden by the Master of Hayward Manor. I held her to me and kissed her with my lips coated in her pussy juices. She moaned, holding me tight as she quivered beneath me.

I made out with her as her orgasm passed, the convulsions around my dick slowing. She whimpered, her hands stroking up and down my back. She felt so good caressing me like that. Just so amazing.

I was glad to enjoy this moment. She felt so good in my arms.

I broke the kiss and stared into her blue eyes. “I love you, Mom.”

“I love you, Lance,” she whispered. “My Master.” She rubbed her nose against mine. “Make love to me, please. Let’s make a beautiful baby.”

I smiled at her and drew back my cock. Her hot pussy gripped my dick. She held me tight with her pussy. She felt so good around my rod. I groaned in delight as plunged back into pussy. I savored her wonderful and taboo snatch engulfing me.

She whimpered in delight as I thrust into her. I fucked into her with all that I had. I buried deep and hard into her snatch. It was so much fun to fuck her with such force. I churned up her pussy with all that I had, delighting in her cunt.

I fucked into her with so much passion. I filled her up with all that I had. It was such a treat to bury into her snatch. I plunged into her with so much force. It was so good to fuck her with passion. With such joy. She felt amazing around my dick.

“Oh, yes, yes, that’s so good,” she whimpered. “Oh, honey. My Master! My son! Yes, yes, you’re so big and thick. Just like your father! You Hayward men are hung!”

I thrust into her pussy, slamming into her depths. It was exciting knowing I had my father’s prowess. I buried into my mother’s snatch again and again. I fucked her with force. I loved feeling her twat around me. She gripped me with her silky snatch.

“Mom,” I groaned. “Damn, you’re an amazing woman.”

She smiled at me. “And you’re a remarkable son!”

I kissed her again. Our lips melted together as our bodies moved as one. I made love to my Mommy-Maid. I savored her incestuous embrace. Her arms stroked my back. She caressed me as I plunged into her cunt again and again. I buried into her with all that I had. I loved feeling her pussy gripping my dick. She massaged me. Held me tight.

I hurtled closer and closer to cumming in her. Closer and closer to spurting all my jizz into her snatch. I wanted to have all my cum flooding her. She gripped me. She held me tight. It was so good to make love to her.

We moaned together.

Moved together.

Her hands stroked up and down my back as her big boobs rubbed into my chest. Her nipples caressed me as I drove my cock into her fertile pussy again and again. I fucked her with all the passion that I had. I wanted to make her cum.

She whimpered, her pussy clamping down on me. She kissed me with such passion. Our tongues danced together as the silky heaven of her pussy brought me closer and closer to erupting in her. I groaned with each plunge into her snatch.

I fucked to the hilt in her, my nuts slapping into her taint.

She gasped out in delight as I fucked into her again and again. I thrust into her with more and more force. The bed groaned as I buried into my mother’s sweet heaven. Her silky embrace gripped me. Worshiped me.

She broke our kiss and gasped out, “Master Lance! I need your seed in me. Fill my womb with your child!”

“Yes, Mom!” I groaned. “My delicious Mommy-Maid!”

“Mmm, my hunky Master Son. Yes, yes, pound me. I love you, Lance. I love you with all my heart. I carried you in my womb. You grew so strong in me.” Her pussy clamped down on me. “And now you’re back in me where you belong!”

“Mom!” I growled, slamming into her, my balls slapping into her taint.

I hurtled closer and closer to cumming in her pussy. I had to have all that passion spurting out of my dick. I wanted to flood her with so much passion. She squeezed her cunt down on me. She gasped out in delight as her orgasm burst in her.

“Lance!”

Her pussy went wild around my dick. Her hot cunt suckled at me. It was so good to have all that passion rippling around my dick. She nursed at me with all that she had. It was so good feeling her rippling around me. I groaned in delight at that heat spasming around my dick.

I pumped away at her. I fucked her with all that I had. It was so good to bury into her like that. It was just a delight to be inside of her. Just fantastic. I fucked her with force. It was so awesome to have her gripping my dick.

“Shit, shit, shit,” I groaned. “Oh, Mom! Oh, yes, yes, that’s it, Mom! I love you!”

“I love you so much!” she moaned as I buried into her cunt. I fucked to the hilt in her pussy and groaned out in delight.

I erupted.

My cum flooded my mother’s fertile womb with my cum. I hoped I bred her. Begged to breed her. It was such an amazing moment to have all that cum spurting out of me. It was just a delight to spurt my cum into her cunt.

I erupted again and again. The pleasure shot through me. It was fantastic to have it shooting through me. I loved that delight. I savored that passion. I plowed my cock into her cunt to the hilt in her. She gasped out in delight.

Her pussy rippled around me.

She suckled at me with her hot pussy. I groaned as he cunt spasmed around me. She nursed at me. I spurted all my cum into her pussy. I unloaded everything I had into her. It was so good to dump my load into her.

I filled her up with my jizz. She whimpered in delight as I dumped every last drop of my jizz that I had in my nuts. I filled her up with all my seed. I knew that I had bred her. That I had given her a new child to love.

“Oh, Master,” shes moaned, her pussy rippling around me. “I can feel it. The miracle. Just like that night your father and I made you. That was a special night.”

“Yeah,” I panted, nuzzling into her neck. “I love you so much, Mom.”

“Mmm,” she purred and stroked me. “Just lie on me. Let me enjoy this moment.”

I smiled and savored it. I knew I had put a normal daughter in her belly. One who would grow up to love her brother. My son. I closed my eyes, savoring this moment. It was just so perfect. I was just so happy for it.

I loved my Mommy-Maid so much.

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Ms. Lynette Docea

I left my bedroom and had a feeling he was in his mother’s room. I just knew my Master was in here without being able to explain how I knew. I knocked on the door softly. “Master, may we speak.”

“Come in,” he said, his voice soft.

I opened the door to find him cuddled beneath the sheets of his mother’s bed. Her head rested on his chest, her blonde hair pillowing across his features. She looked to be dozing herself, her hand absently playing with his cock. They had made love for a while. The room was musty with their incestuous love.

It was such a beautiful sight.

“What is it, Ms. Docea?” he asked, smiling at me.

“Master Hayward, I have to travel to England to recruit a maid,” I aid. “She teaches at Oxford. A Welsh MILF and professor of mythology. I think she’ll be useful.”

He nodded, understanding my meaning. “Good, good. Let me think… Take Gloria, Alisha, Zeta, Virginia, and… Marsha. Yes, take Dr. Marsha with you.”

“Of course, Master.” I was glad he selected Marsha. He really did understand. I curtsied and left to gather the women he named.

I soon found them. Gloria, one of my students who wore a green garter. Alisha, the Muslim slut with an orange garter. The innocent Zeta with her white garter. Virginia the Daughter-Maid with her bronze garter. And Dr. Marsha Peterson, one of my maids in a gray garter. One of each variety.

We all packed quick overnight bags with our toiletries and spare uniforms. They charged their phones and grabbed any entertainment. Zeta, Alisha, Virginia, and Gloria had switches that they packed away. They were all gabbing about it. The maids made trips into town to buy what they wanted.

It was all charged to the estate. Somehow. Know one ever received a bill, but I had a feeling that Cali managed the accounts behind the scenes. She did disappear at times. She definitely controlled the vast fortunes of Hayward Estate.

It made sense. She was immortal. She had probably shepherded the family wealth for six hundred years through so many situations. It would make a fascinating study on the various ways the Estate handled its investments over so many centuries.

Once I figured out how to achieve Lance’s goal, I could study this idea.

An hour later, I was driving us to the airport in Concord for our flight to London. I had no idea how we would get there. That wasn’t really my concern. I knew we would. That was all that mattered. I found parking and we headed to British Air’s table.

“I need tickets for six to the UK on the next flight,” I said. “Best seats. Bump people if you must. This is Hayward business.”

“Of course,” the woman said, the power of the Hayward magic never failing to impress me. “Let me see what we have. Okay, I can get you on a connecting flight to Dulles in Washington D.C. You’ll have an hour layover than a straight flight to Heathrow. Six tickets in business class. Maids of Hayward Manor.”

She printed off our tickets. They indeed just said Maid of Hayward Manor for our names. I passed them out to us and we headed through to security I just went up to the woman managing the line and said, “We need to pass through as fast as possible. Hayward Manor business.”

Our flight was in fifteen minutes.

“This way,” she said and led us to the pilot screening. There was no line here.

We marched up and I said briskly, “Hayward Manor business. No time for screening.”

“Right,” he said and waved us through.

And like that, we were in the airport proper. We rushed to our gate, the flight boarding. We flashed our tickets. It was a domestic flight, so they weren’t checking IDs or anything. It wasn’t even a British Airway plane, I realized. It was US Airways. Well, it was just getting us to our connection.

We settled in our seats and had a short flight to Dulles.

We grabbed a bite to eat, the maids all giddy with anticipation. It was the first for all but Marsha. Zeta, Virginia, Alisha, and Gloria were all so young. They looked about, so cute in their maid uniforms. I smiled, feeling like I was taking my students on a field trip.

“Mmm, we could eat pussy to pass the time,” Alisha suggested.

“I’m too excited for that!” gasped Zeta. “Look at that plane taking off! Wow!”

She watched a four-engine 777 lifting off into the sky. It had UPS livery, climbing higher and higher. It was an impressive sight. The girls were so eager for it. I just rolled my eyes at the sexual antics.

“You can eat pussy on the plane,” I told Alisha. We’re in business class. You’ll have our own pods with seats that recline back. You can even sleep on them.” That was my plane.

“Wow,” said Alisha. The Muslim girl smiled. She wasn’t a very faithful Muslim girl. The tramp stamp she had on her lower back had a flowing word. It looked beautiful written in Arabic script. It was sharmota.

Whore.

She had that tattoo before Nancy recruited her. Sadness panged me. Nancy was such a vivacious woman, and she had been taken from us so suddenly. I pushed down my sadness. She was waiting for us in the Hay. We would be with her for eternity.

A heaven of unending bliss.

Soon, they called our flight. British Air Flight 1911. They asked for passports from everyone but us. We didn’t need those. We were on Hayward business. I found my seat and leaned back, ready for a peaceful flight. I couldn’t wait to recruit Dr. Rhianna Darby.

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Lance Hayward

“MasterBig Brother!” Kylie moaned in delight as my dick penetrated her asshole and sank into her bowels.

It was the next morning, and I was enjoying a lazy day of buggering my little sister bent over the foot of my bed. She whimpered in delight, her head tossing as her asshole swallowed my dick. She felt so amazing around my cock.

I groaned in delight as I sank deeper and deeper into her anal sheath. She squeezed down on me. She wiggled her rump from side to side, stirring her bowels around me. That felt so good. Just amazing. I smiled from ear to ear as she moaned beneath me.

“Master-Big Bro,” she whimpered as her asshole gripped my dick. “Oh, Master, that’s soooo good!”

“Yes, it is,” I growled as I bottomed out in her anal sheath. She was such a treat to be in. Her naked body quivered. She smiled in delight as my phone rang.

The tinkle of Beethoven told me it was Ms. Docea calling. I reached for it and just manged to snag it off my dresser while keeping my dick mostly in my sister’s asshole. I did nearly pull out of her, her bowels clamping down on the tip.

I answered the call and drove my cock into my sister’s asshole. “Hey, Ms. Docea.”

“Master Hayward,” my sultry Teacher-Maid purred as I pumped away at my sister’s asshole. “We cleared customs at Heathrow and I have hired us a driver to take us to Oxford. We should be there in a few hours.”

“Wonderful,” I said. “Good luck.”

“Thank you, Master.” The phone went dead.

I tossed it on the bed and pumped away at my sister’s asshole. I fucked her bowels hard, reveling in her velvety grip around my dick. She held me tight as I plunged into her again and again. I loved the way she held me tight.

The pressure in my nuts already swelled beneath my sister’s hot grip. She had such a velvety one. She knew how to pleasure a man. How to make me feel just amazing. I loved her anal sheath gripping me. She held me tight. I reveled in her anal sheath massaging my cock.

I pumped deep and hard at her asshole. My sister gasped in delight, her head tossing. Her dark pigtails danced. She moaned as I ass-fucked her with force. She whimpered and moaned, her velvety sheath gripping me.

“Master Big Bro,” she moaned. “Ooh, ooh, fuck me so hard! It’s good for a pregnant little sister to be ass-fucked like this!”

“That’s right,” I groaned. “I’ll ass-fuck you every day!”

“Promise!” She clamped her asshole down on my cock. “Master-Big Bro!”

I grinned as I fucked her. I savored that hot asshole around my cock. The door opened behind me. I felt Cali’s eyes on me. She wanted to talk to me, but she would wait until I was done. Her attention spiced this up. I fucked my sister harder, my balls tightening.

The delicious anal sheath massaged my dick. She brought me closer and closer to cumming. I would just flood her asshole with all that I had. I pounded her with force, savoring the way she moaned and gasped out in delight.

“Master-Big Bro!” She clamped her bowels down on me. “Ooh, ooh, you’re gonna make me cum so hard!”

“That’s the point,” I growled.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she moaned. “Ooh, Master Big Bro, that is definitely the point. Fuck me so hard! Just pound me with all that you have! I’m going to cum!”

I churned up my Sister-Maid’s asshole. She squeezed down on me with all that she had. It was so amazing to have her massaging me like that. My nuts slapped into her taint. She squirmed in delight, wiggling her rump around my dick.

It was just amazing to have her do that. She whimpered louder. Her bowels grew hotter around my cock. I savored that delicious treat as I rammed into her anal sheath. She gasped, her back arching as her bowels spasmed around me.

“Master! Cum in me, Master! Cum in your little sister!”

“Fuck!” I growled and erupted into her anal sheath.

The pleasure shot through me. The heat slammed into my mind. I savored the ecstasy sweeping through me. The heat convulsed around my dick. She felt so good as she spasmed around me. I grunted with each eruption. Each incestuous burst of pleasure.

It slammed into my mind with each of my blasts. It was amazing. I loved it so much. I savored the taboo thrill of cumming in my little sister’s asshole. She whimpered as her bowels milked my cock. I grinned from ear to ear at the heat of her cunt.

She felt spectacular around my dick.

“Damn, Kylie!” I groaned, spurting all the cum that I had into her bowels. “Damn, that’s so good.”

“It is,” she whimpered, her asshole rippling around me. “Oh, Master, that’s so good.”

I fired the last of my cum. I turned around to face Cali. She stepped forward, her big boobs jiggling in her low-cut top. I panted as she curtsied, her purple eyes never breaking contact with mine. Her face was as smooth a porcelain. Impossible to read.

“Ms. Docea went to England to recruit a maid?”

“Yes,” I said and placed my hand on Cali’s head. I pushed. She sank to her knees without resisting.

“Who is this maid she needs to travel so far to recruit?”

“No idea,” I said. “Some professor she wants. A MILF or something. I trust her. Now…”

“Yes, Master,” Cali said and engulfed my dirty dick with her warm mouth.

I stared into her purple eyes as she suckled on me. She polished my dick with such passion. She put her all into it. I could feel how much she loved me and how much she hated me. I knew this about her now.

She served the Hay, not me.

I wanted to find her mother, the Queen. I needed answers. A solution, and the Queen would have them. I had a feeling she was on this side of the Hay. The way that Cali spoke about her mother twigged me on it.

For now, I just enjoyed my power over her. The sweetness of her blowjob. Cali was on her knees, serving the Hayward family. Serving our family. She was a Hayward, too. Just like her twin sister that was imprisoned downstairs.

We were all chained to the Hay one way or the other.

She polished my pole with that hot mouth of hers.

“Damn,” I groaned as Kylie hummed behind me. “That’s good. Clean my cock.”

She purred around my dick, her purple eyes never changing.

Her tongue stroked around my dick. She massaged me. The pleasure shot down my shaft. My nuts tightened with the delight of this moment. She felt so good around me. I knew I would cum and dump my load down her mouth.

I would flood her with all that I had. It was just such an incredible moment to have her nursing on me with all that I had. It was just fascinating. I loved it so much. She suckled on me with all that she had. She worshiped me.

“That’s it,” I groaned, savoring Cali’s devotion.

Her tongue swiped around my dirty dick. She buffed me clean. I hurtled toward my climax. I would dump so much cum down her mouth. She nursed on me with passion. She suckled on me with all that she had.

“Ooh, have fun,” cooed Kylie as she slipped by me in her maid’s uniform. “I have to do my cleaning. Love you, Master.”

“Love you,” I groaned, my voice tight with the pleasure of Cali’s mouth.

She worked her mouth up and down my dick. She suckled on me with passion. It was so amazing to have her suckling on me like that. She nursed off my little sister’s ass. The purple-eyed maid cleaned my dick with all her passion.

The pressure grew.

Her tongue stroked about the crown of my cock. I groaned at the pleasure that shot down on to my balls. The need to erupt built and built in me. The need to flood her with all that spunk that I had swelled in me.

“Fuck,” I growled and erupted.

Cali’s purple eyes never broke contact with mine as I dumped my cum into her mouth. She swallowed it all down decisively. No hesitation. She performed her duties admirably. The pleasure shot through my body. Blast after blast of bliss shot through me. I grunted with each one.

I filled her mouth with my cum. She gulped down all my jizz. She moaned around my cock, a shiver running through her body. She did crave my cum. She loved me and she hated me. I trusted her and I didn’t trust her.

Damn, this was so fucked up.

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Ms. Lynette Docea

I left Gloria, Alisha, Zeta, and Virginia outside Professor Darby’s office. I entered with Marsha to find the woman typing at a computer, reading glasses perched on her nose. She was in her forties, her face smooth, her hair red and full. She was an attractive woman. A MILF with a plump smile.

She glanced up and froze. “Oh, my, maids from Hayward Manor.” She closed her laptop and removed her reading glasses. “My, my, this is exciting.”

“You’ve met us before?” I asked.

“Oh, yes, twenty years ago when I was doing my dissertation.” She shivered. “Has it been twenty years?” She shook her head. “Anyways, I contacted Lord Hayward. I met him and one of his maids. It was so fascinating. Please, sit. Is he doing well? Mortimer?”

“We serve his nephew.” I took the cedar box from Marsha and opened it.

Rhianna Darby rose to her feet and said, “I get to be a maid? Oh, that’s wonderful. I was so envious of his maid. I watched her pleasure him. He was a handsome man.” She opened her blouse. “Such a handsome man.”

“Yes, yes, so is his nephew,” I said. “You wouldn’t know where the Queen is?”

“No.” Rhianna Darby as she opened her blouse, “but I do know how to summon her.”

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