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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

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

Lance Hayward

Cali slid her mouth off my dick after sucking me clean. Her purple eyes stared up at me. “Still, it’s interesting she had to travel all the way to England for her next recruit.”

I shrugged, wanting to play it off casually that Ms. Docea had traveled so far to recruit her maid. That it made sense. “It’s her choice. I don’t have a say in it. She’s looking for intelligent women.”
“Mmm,” Cali said, those purple eyes unreadable.

“Now turn around, on your knees. I want your pussy.”

“Yes, Master Hayward,” she said. She did have to obey me. How far did that go with Cali? She was like the Seductress. I couldn’t turn my back on her. Oh, she wasn’t as sadistic or violent, but she was just as inhuman.

Cali could not know I was searching for her mother, the Queen.

I dropped to my knees, my dick slapping down on her rump. Her butt-cheeks jiggled. She had a perfect body for a creature that was five hundred years old. She was my aunt, in a way. My great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-aunt or something. Not that I felt a damn bit of kinship with her despite the fact she possessed Hayward blood.

I nuzzled my dick into her pussy and thrust into her cunt. She gasped as I did that. Her head tossed and pussy clamped down on my dick. She massaged me with that wonderful snatch. It was heaven to be in my purple-eyed maid’s cunt.

She groaned, her hips wiggling back and forth. She stirred her cunt around my dick. I savored that hot twat around my dick. I gripped her hips and pumped away at her twat. I fucked into her pussy with hard strokes, loving the grip of her pussy around my dick.

She held me tight as I fucked her. I pumped away at her. I buried into her again and again, loving the way she massaged me. She held me tight with that hot twat. It was such a wonderful moment. I grunted and groaned, thrusting away at her pussy.

“Master Hayward,” she moaned, her voice throaty with her delight. “Oh, Master Hayward!”

She squeezed her twat down on me. She held me tight with her cunt. It was a fantastic delight to experience her pussy massaging my cock. It was an utter delight burying into her pussy. She wiggled her hips back and forth, stirring her cunt around my dick.

“Damn,” I growled. “Oh, damn, that’s good!”

“Mmm,” she purred, her voice thick with that sultry delight. “Yes, yes, Master Hayward! Plunge your mighty lance into me!”

I fucked her hard, her maid’s uniform rustling. The silky skirt draped over part of her ass. Her head tossed as I pounded her. She was a joy to be in. She was mine. I owned her. Partly. I just wished I could trust her.

I buried into her cunt. I slammed into her snatch with all that I had, her pussy squeezing down on me. I was tempted to ask her if she ever wanted this cycle to end, but I held back. I slammed to the hilt in her snatch. I fucked her again and again.

She gripped my dick with that silky twat, swelling the pressure in my balls. I thrust into her with powerful strokes. She squeezed down on me, bringing me closer and closer to erupting into her cunt. I would flood her with all that I had. Just pump her full of my spunk.

It was an incredible moment to fuck her like this. To pound her cunt with everything that I had. It was just a joy to bury into her twat and pound her with such force. She wiggled her hips from side to side, stirring around me.

It was a fabulous rush to have her cunt massaging me like that. “Fuck!” I grunted. “I own you, Cali!”

“Yes, Master Hayward,” she moaned. “That lance! Oh, that glorious lance! You are well-named, Master Hayward. Well named!”

She sounded so girlish right now. So free. I buried into her, my hands sliding around the front of her uniform to her bodice. I tugged on the ties. Her breasts spilled free into my hand. Large and soft. I kneaded them, her nipples rubbing into my palms.

She moaned louder, her hips wiggling back and forth. It was such a wonderful moment to have her snatch gripping me. I loved that delight. It was a glorious moment to pound her cunt like this. I was savoring every last second of it.

I pounded her cunt with force. It was just a delight to bury into her snatch. I fucked her with all that I had. I pounded her cunt with so much force, the pressure in my balls hurtling toward that breaking point. I squeezed her tits. My fingers dug into her soft boobs.

“Master Hayward,” she moaned, her cunt growing so hot around my dick. “Yes!”

Cali climaxed on my dick.

Her pussy spasmed around my lance thrusting in and out of her cunt. The heat swept through me. It was such a good moment. I groaned, savoring that delight. She nursed at me. I trembled from that wonderful joy sweeping through me. It was so amazing.

“Shit, shit, shit,” I groaned as I slammed to the hilt in her. “Yes!”

I erupted.

I spurted my cum into Cali’s pussy. I erupted with all that I had, my spunk splashing against her cervix. I flooded her with my seed. She moaned, her twat spasming around me. I squeezed her boobs, kneading them as I flooded her with more of my jizz.

“Oh, Master Hayward,” she moaned in pure delight as I filled her up with my seed. “Yes, yes, that’s incredible!”

“It is,” I growled, spurting more and more of my cum into her. “Shit!”

Her pussy milked me. Her immortal cunt writhed around my dick. It was an incredible treat to have her pussy spasming around me. It was delicious. She was the daughter of the Hayward and the Queen. Half-immortal.

Just like her twin sister. Just like…

“Fuck,” I groaned and erupted one last blast of my jizz into her snatch. An idea crashed into my mind.

“Master Hayward?” Cali purred. She threw a look over her shoulder, her pussy still spasming around my cock. “Did you just have an idea?”

“Just enjoying your pussy,” I panted, her cunt suckling out every drop of cum. “That will be all, Cali.” I ripped my dick from her and rose, my mind boiling with an idea.

“Of course, Master Hayward,” Cali said and stood, too. She laced back up her bodice. “It is my pleasure to serve you, Master Hayward.” The sentiment did not touch her eyes.

I shivered as she walked off.

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Ms. Lynette Docea

I was stunned that Dr. Rhianna Walsh had just told me she knew how to summon the Queen. I had come to England, to Oxford, to recruit her because of her paper I had read, Legends of the Otherworld and the Golden Hay. I made the right decision.

Dr. Rhianna Walsh stripped out of her bra. She was staring at the gray garter in the open cedar box before me. The beautiful, Welsh woman licked her lips. She had a gorgeous hue of strawberry-blonde hair that tumbled around her face. Her blue eyes sparkled. She was an absolute MILF of a professor. Mature and fit with big breasts.

Master Hayward would love her.

She unhooked her simple, black bra and freed those big, lush breasts. They spilled out before her. She dropped the bra. It was nothing that mattered. All that mattered was, of course, stripping naked to be Lance’s. She had to be owned by him.

She unzipped her skirt and shoved that off next. She let it drop to the floor, wearing a pair of black panties that she rolled off. A thick, strawberry-blonde bush sprang out. A few dewdrops beaded her curls. I licked my lips in excitement as she stepped out of her panties.

She moved around the desk and lifted her left leg, my body trembling with excitement. I dropped to my knees before Dr. Darby. Marsha was with me, another Ph.D. in the harem. I should call her Dr. Peterson, but she was younger than me.

“This is amazing,” Marsha said, pushing up her glasses. She was a tall and slender maid with long, brown hair. An expert in Celtic Mythology. “I almost came to Oxford to get my Ph.D. from your department, Dr. Darby. And you know of the Queen.”

“Well, now we are working together,” said Dr. Darby. “And call me Rhianna. We’re all serving Master Hayward now.”

“Yes,” I moaned. “Dr. Rhianna.” I slid the garter up and over her beige shoe, a simple flat. I worked it up her shapely calf to her thigh. I sealed it there, chaining her to the Hay forever.

“Oh, yes,” moaned Dr. Rhianna. “I’m shackled like you are. I am a slave to the Hay and the Hayward family. Oh, this is remarkable!”

“It is,” I moaned, staring at her strawberry-blonde bush. Her accent was delightful. Welsh had such a lilt to their voice. I breathed in the spicy musk of her passion. “Mmm, welcome to the harem. You will serve Master Hayward with distinction.” I was so horny now. I rose to my feet. “You may start by eating me out.”

“Of course, Lynette,” purred Dr. Rhianna. She dropped to her knees. “Mmm, the light-blue garter. Yes, yes, we have access to the wind element. I can feel the air moving around me. This is fascinating.”

She buried her face beneath my skirt and found the shaved folds of my pussy. I trembled as she kissed my snatch. She smooched over it. I glanced at Marsha and nodded my head to the professor licking at my cunt. Marsha grinned at me and dropped to her knees.

“Such an honor to work with you, Dr. Rhianna,” moaned Marsha as she rubbed at the Welsh maid’s pussy. “I’m going to finger you to an orgasm.”

“Wonderful,” Dr. Rhianna moaned into my pussy and licked at my folds. “Mmm, I hope I am doing okay. I haven’t ever done this before.”

“It’s wonderful,” I moaned as her tongue licked me again. “Just do what comes naturally.”

I shuddered, my heart pounding in my chest. This woman was perfect for Master Hayward’s harem. My student would be so happy with me. I groaned as the Professor-Maid tongued my snatch. She licked at me with hunger while Marsha did her work.

Marsha smiled at me, her eyes sparkling behind her glasses. She worked her digits in and out of the Professor-Maid’s cunt. Dr. Rhianna moaned into my pussy. I loved the humming sounds she made between her licks and laps.

Her tongue stroked through my flesh. It was just such a wonderful moment to have her lapping at me like that. My head tossed, my boobs jiggling in my bodice. My skirt rustled as I shuddered, grinding my shaved snatch on Dr. Rhianna’s lips.

“Ooh, that is so delicious,” Dr. Rhianna purred. “Oh, my, I am learning so much!”

“Wait until you experience Master Hayward’s big lance fucking your pussy,” moaned Marsha. “He’s incredible.”

“I can’t wait,” gasped Dr. Rhianna. “So long as he’s better in bed than my last two husbands.”

“So much better,” Marsha promised.

“Yes,” I moaned. “He is the greatest lover you will ever know!”

“His uncle was amazing,” Dr. Rhianna groaned. “Ruined my first marriage. Harold just couldn’t compete with that big dick. Oh, yes, yes, that’s it. Fuck my cunt so hard with those fingers. Rub my clit. Yes, just like that. Ooh, you have a skilled touch, Marsha.”

“Thank you, Dr. Rhianna,” whimpered Marsha.

The Professor-Maid swirled her tongue around in my pussy. I loved her wiggling around in me. It was so much fun to have her doing that. I groaned, my eyes rolling back in my head. It was just a fantastic moment to have her licking me like that.

She swirled her tongue around in me. I groaned, my heart racing a mile a minute. I shuddered as that tongue plunged into my snatch over and over again. She tongue-fucked my pussy, her lips rubbing on my labia and bumping my clit.

I rose toward my climax. I wanted to drown her. I ached to flood her cunt with all the passion that I had. I would drown her with so much spunk. She trembled as she licked at me. She stroked through my folds and brushed my clit.

“Yes, yes, lick right there,” I moaned.

“Mmm, yes, yes, that’s the best spot,” she moaned and tongued my clit.

She lapped at my bud with her naughty tongue. It felt so good having her do that. I loved how she stroked over me. It was just an amazing moment to have her licking at my cunt. She stroked through my folds with her snatch and brushed my clit again and again.

She drove me wild with her licking. With her lapping. I shuddered, my heart pounding away in my chest. Her tongue plunged into my cunt and wiggled about in me. She did that before sliding back to my clit and suckling on me.

“Professor,” whimpered Marsha. “Oh, Professor, cum on my fingers and make Ms. Docea climax. Just have her drown her!”

“Yes, yes,” I moaned, my eyes rolling back in my. It was such an incredible moment to have her tonguing me like that. It was a fabulous delight. I trembled at the heat building in me. “Oh, that’s just so wonderful.”

Dr. Rhianna suckled on my clit. The Professor-Maid’s delicious lips nibbled on my bud. Sparks sizzled. I squealed out in delight as I climaxed. My cunt convulsed, juices gushing out and bathing her mouth.

I trembled through all that passion. It was so good having all that pleasure rushing through me. I bucked here, stars flashing across my vision. It was so good having all that ecstasy sweeping through me. My head tossed from side to side.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I gasped, grinding my twat on her face. “Oh, wow, that’s so good. That’s just amazing. Shit!”

Her tongue stroked over my bud. She licked and lapped at my pussy with such hunger. She stroked through my flesh as she licked up the cream gushing out of my twat. I trembled, my boobs jiggling in my maid’s uniform.

“Oh, you delicious girl,” moaned Dr. Rhianna. “Yes!”

She joined me in ecstasy. The Professor-Maid moaned into my cunt as I drowned her in my pussy cream. I welcomed her into Master Hayward’s harem. I baptized her in my cream. She licked at me, joining the sisterhood. She would be with us for eternity.

She stroked her tongue through my flesh, brushing my clit. I bucked as sparks sizzled from that sensitive bud, adding more delight rushing through my body. It was a fabulous moment. I was so happy about it. Just so thrilled to have all that bliss rushing through me.

It was wonderful.

Glorious.

I trembled through all of it. I enjoyed every last second of that delight showering through me. I groaned, stars flashing across my vision. I ground my snatch on her as my pleasure peaked in me. The delight melted away.

“Oh, my,” purred Dr. Rhianna. “Oh, this is going to be a wondrous time in the harem. Oh, my, yes.”

“You are going to be loved by so many women,” agreed Marsha.

“Yes, yes,” I said. I shuddered. “Now, gather up all your materials on the Haywards and the Hay. We are heading to America. You can tell me everything you know on the way.” I clapped my hands. “Girls, come help her pack!”

The door to her office opened and the other maids I had brought entered. Zeta, Gloria, Alisha, and Virginia all smiled as they saw Dr. Rhianna rise naked, her big boobs jiggling. The maid licked her lips, gathering up the pussy juices on her mouth.

“Welcome to the harem!” Virginia squealed. She threw her arms around Dr. Rhianna. “Master-Daddy is going to love you!”

“So it is true,” purred Dr. Rhianna, her hands sliding down to grip Virginia’s rump. “You are his daughter? His own flesh and blood that is tied to the Hay.”

“I am!” said Virginia.

“Why is that important?” I asked.

“Why, because when she dies, she’ll join the Hay. Since she has Hayward blood, she will strengthen it more than any other maid. And since she is his daughter, that’s a very close connection. A powerful one that will strengthen his portion of the wall when Master Hayward dies and joins with it. It must have been built in by the architect of it.”

“Yes, by Hieronymus Hayward when he created the Pact with his own daughter, Cali and sacrificed his other daughter to create the Hay,” said Dr. Rhianna. “Now, let me see. What do we need.”

She would be an amazing addition to the harem.

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Lance Hayward

It was early the next morning. My idea still tickled the back of my mind as I awaited Ms. Docea and the other maids’ return. They had arrived from England too late to drive down here and risk being on the grounds after midnight.

I had forbidden it. Just in case.

Cali…

She was with me, though. She always knew when a new maid was about to arrive and was on hand to greet her. The morning was foggy. I wore a heavy bathrobe against the chill. I often didn’t wear anything any longer. It was strange at first, but my maids loved it.

My breath misted the air before me as the black SUV appeared. It drove up to the front of the manor house. The door opened and Ms. Docea climbed out of the passenger seat. The back doors opened, and more maids piled out. Zeta, my lovely Virginia, Marsha, Gloria with her green garter, and a naked, redheaded MILF. Her nipples were hard, but not because of the cold.

“Oh, my, it’s nippy,” she said with a delicious accent. She had a gray garter on.

Alisha waved from the driver’s seat before she pulled the SUV off. The other maids led Dr. Rhianna Darby up the steps to me. Her eyes were so wide. They were blue and gleaming. Cali shifted, studying her.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Master Hayward,” Dr. Rhianna gasped as she rushed up the stairs and threw her arms around me.

She kissed me with passion.

I held her tight, my lips melting to hers. She whimpered against me, her breasts pressing against me through the robe. I rubbed my hands up and down her back. She moaned into my mouth and shivered against me.

I broke the kiss and said, “Welcome to my harem.” I smiled at her. “Let’s get you out of the cold.”

“Oh, yes, it’s quite brisk out here,” she said. “And, this is it. Hayward Manor. How wondrous.”

Cali eyes narrowed before saying, “This way. I have prepared a room for you. You will be sharing a room with Mrs. Johnson.”

My stomach lurched. Mrs. White’s room.

We headed inside the manor, the doors shutting behind us. The manor bustled with the maids cleaning. They all smiled and curtsied while Dr. Rhianna looked around in awe. She stared at the strange paintings and statues, drinking it all in.

She was so excited as we headed up the stairs. Her head swiveled from right to left as we reached the third floor. She glanced at the painting I hated more than anything. The Gizzamuluke. The disgusting cat grinned at us, delighting in the pain it had caused.

Aunt Nancy and Bella’s arm.

My hand balled into a fist. I wanted to rip that awful painting down and burn it, but that would free the Gizzamuluke. He would remain trapped in there until the end of time. Maybe longer. I would love to seal the Otherworld forever with him trapped inside.

Cali led us down the hallway to Room 3. It was one of the nearest to the door to the living quarters and lay on the south side of the house. It was a simple room. One bed, two wardrobes that held the spare maid’s uniform, some personal effects from Mrs. Johnson. A picture of children.

I didn’t realize she had any children. I had taken her from her husband. Chained her to the house.

“Alisha will bring your stuff here,” said Ms. Docea.

“The uniforms are in here,” said Cali. “If you are not on patrol, do not leave through that door.” She pointed to the one that came up. “The side doors connect to other maid’s rooms and you will find a door that leads to the servant’s area. A recreation room. Master Hayward leaves the secret passage to his part of the house open. He enjoys his servants’ company.”

“Of course,” said Dr. Rhianna, staring at me with hot eyes.

“I will leave you to be broken in by our Master,” Cali said, her eyes flicking around the room. They were dangerous eyes. Did she suspect?

She closed the door, leaving me alone with Ms. Docea and Dr. Rhianna.

“Mmm, you are as hunky as your uncle,” purred Dr. Rhianna as she stared at me. “The best fuck I ever had in my life.”

“You knew my uncle?” I asked in surprise.

“Yes, yes, I met him, oh, twenty years ago.” She smiled at me. “Before you were born, I suppose. He was looking for answers, too, as was I. I fear, he didn’t get much out of me at the time, and he never made contact with me again. Still, I learned much from our one night of talking.”

“Does Cali know about it?” I asked.

“I never met her.” A shiver ran through Rhianna as she moved to me. She opened my robe. “I will answer any of your questions, Master Hayward, but… Will you permit me to enjoy you first? I must love your dick. Please, please, Master Hayward.”

“Yes,” I groaned as she took my dick in her cold hand. She was still warming up from the chill. she stroked up and down me. “Yes, you may.”

She dropped to her knees along with Ms. Docea. The two maids both held my cock. Dr. Rhianna licked her lips, her blue eyes so bright. She was such a sexy MILF. A Professor-Maid with big tits that I wanted to feel around my cock, but…

She and Ms. Docea leaned in together. “I’ve never shared a man,” purred Rhianna, “but I am eager for the experience, Master Hayward.”

“We’ll just lick his cock and trade him back and forth until he cums on our faces,” purred Ms. Docea.

“Marking us as his sluts!” The Professor-Maid shuddered in delight. “Wondrous.”

“Indeed,” cooed my Teacher-Maid.

They both licked up my dick. They stroked up me with their hot, wet tongues. I shuddered as they climbed up me to the pinnacle of my dick. They stroked over the crown, sending hot delight shooting through me. I groaned at their contact. It was a wonderful treat to have them both sliding over my dick.

It felt just amazing having them stroking my dick with their tongues. They danced around my rod. I shuddered at the heat of their tongues stroking over my crown. It was such a wonderful delight. I quivered with such passion as the two maids licked at me.

They both kissed and nibbled on my cock, sending such delight racing through me. I groaned again, loving what they did to me. It was a fantastic moment to have them stroking me like that. I hurtled toward that moment when I would just cum on their faces. Just erupt all over them.

“Mmm, he’s so delicious,” moaned my Professor-Maid, her strawberry-blonde hair framing her lush face.

“Swallow him and love him,” purred my Teacher-Maid, her red hair swaying about her delicious features. I loved the differing shades of their hair. “Then he’ll shower us in his passion.”

“Shower us, Master Hayward,” Dr. Rhianna moaned with such love for me. She was utterly chained to the Hay like the rest of us.

She swallowed my cock. I groaned as she suckled on me. She worked her mouth up and down my dick. She suckled with such passion on me. It was an absolute delight having her nursing on me. She bobbed her head, working her lips up and down my cock. She suckled hard on me. It was such a wondrous moment.

I loved her tongue sweeping around my dick. She made me shiver in delight. It was such a wonderful moment. I groaned at the heat washing around me. It was such a wondrous delight. She suckled on me with passion. She nursed on me with all her might.

Her cheeks hollowed with the force of her passion. My Professor-Maid loved me. “Shit!” I groaned. “Oh, shit, that’s good, Dr. Rhianna!”

She moaned around my cock, such joy shining in her blue eyes.

“Love him,” Ms. Docea groaned, her green eyes sparkling.

I loved the way that they brimmed with her delight. It was such an incredible moment to have them loving me. Dr. Rhianna bobbed her mouth, working her lips up and down my cock. She suckled on me with passion. She suckled on me. Her tongue danced around my cock.

I loved her passion. Her enthusiasm was incredible. I shuddered, enjoying the way her mouth worked up and down my dick. She sealed her lips tight around my cock. It was an absolute delight to have her nursing on me like that. I loved it immensely.

“Shit, shit, shit,” I groaned. “Don’t forget to share, though.”

Dr. Rhianna ripped her mouth off my cock and gasped, “You’re so right, Master Hayward! Ms. Docea is my senior in the harem. She deserves your cock more.”

“I am blessed to be chosen by Master Hayward,” Ms. Docea moaned, her green eyes burning with her love for me.

She swallowed my dick.

I groaned as my Teacher-Maid swirled her tongue around my dick. I shuddered, my dick throbbing in her mouth. It was an incredible moment to have her licking me like that. I shuddered at the heat of her suckling. She drove me wild.

I hurtled toward that moment when I would spurt my cum into her mouth. I would just flood her with all that I had. It would be amazing. She suckled hard on me. She nursed with all her passion on my dick. I smiled at the pleasure.

“Damn,” I groaned. “Damn, that’s good.”

She winked at me as she bobbed her head. She suckled with passion as Dr. Rhianna waited for her turn, her hand stroking my dick. My shaft had warmed up her hand. She licked her lips, wanting to suckle on me again.

Ms. Docea ripped her mouth off. Dr. Rhianna was ready to take up my Teacher-Maid’s place. My Professor-Maid inhaled my cock. She suckled on me with all that she had. I groaned, my nuts twitching with her passion. Her enthusiasm.

“Mmm, she’s so eager, Master Hayward,” my Teacher-Maid purred.

“God, yes,” I groaned, savoring that hot mouth around my dick. “Oh, Dr. Rhianna!”

The Professor-Maid moaned around my dick. She suckled on me with passion. I loved her enthusiasm. She worked her mouth up and down my dick. I would have a huge climax on their faces. Just cum over them both.

Dr. Rhianna popped her mouth off my dick and Ms. Docea took her place. The Professor-Maid licked up the drool that had escaped her ruby lips. Her blue eyes sparkled as I groaned, hurtling toward my orgasm.

“I cannot wait to have your big dick in my fanny, Master Hayward,” she moaned. “You are as big as I remember your uncle being.”

“Don’t talk about my uncle,” I groaned. “It’s like my mom talking about my dad.”

“Oh, was he hung, too?” she asked.

Ms. Docea ripped her mouth off my cock and moaned, “Oh, yes, his mother speaks highly of Master Hayward’s father. A man of stamina, girth, and skill that his son has inherited. It is in the blood of the Haywards.”

“My, my,” Dr. Rhianna purred and swallowed my dick.

I shuddered at that. I really didn’t need to be compared to my uncle and father. Still… It did feel good knowing I measured up. My dick throbbed in her mouth, the need to cum swelling fast. I groaned as the pressure mounted.

“Shit,” I growled. “Get ready!”

Dr. Rhianna ripped her mouth off my dick and gasped out, “Cum on our faces. Shower us in your domination, Master of Hayward Manor! We are your leal maids chained to the magic of your bloodline!”

“Fuck!” I snarled as her hand stroked up to the tip of my dick. I erupted.

My cum splashed across Ms. Docea’s and Dr. Rhianna’s faces. I hosed down the two maids, the pleasure shooting through me. They both opened their mouths wide, thrusting out pink tongues to catch the milky shower.

Pleasure slammed through me with each eruption. Dr. Rhianna fisted my dick as I spurted again and again. I grunted with each blast, the pleasure rushing through me. It was so good. I coated them in spunk. I drenched them in all that I had.

It was so amazing having all this pleasure rushing through me. I groaned, my face twisting in delight. It was such a wonderful treat to have all that bliss washing through me as I coated their features in my cum.

“Master Hayward!” the two maids moaned.

I erupted one more time, drenching them in my cum. They both moaned their pleasure. They turned and attacked each other. They licked up my cum. I shuddered, loving that sight. It was such a wonderful one to witness. They gathered up my spunk.

They licked at each other’s features. Their tongue stroked up my spunk. They licked and lapped at each other’s faces, cleaning them up. My dick was so hard. I wanted to be in my Professor-Maid’s pussy. I wanted to fuck her. To cum in her. To flood her with all my jizz.

It would be a glorious time.

The pair passed my cum back and forth as they made out. They moaned as they shared my jizz. Finally, Dr. Rhianna broke the kiss and smiled up at me. Her eyes sparkled with such delight as she stared up at me.

“May I enjoy that mighty rod, Master Hayward,” she moaned. “My fanny is so wet for it!”

“Yes, yes,” I growled. “On the bed. Ms. Docea, sit on her face!”

“Yes, Master Hayward,” the two Wise-Maids moaned together.

They scrambled to their feet and flew onto the bed. Dr. Rhianna’s big boobs bounced and heaved. She spread her legs apart, her thick, strawberry-blonde bush dripped with juices. Her cunt cream ran down her thighs. It was such an incredible thing to watch. I loved seeing her quivering there.

I mounted the bed, my dick throbbing before me. It wanted to bury into her snatch. I wanted to fuck her hard and fast. I wanted to plow into her with all that I had. It would be just so glorious to bury into her cunt with such force.

She licked her lips as she stared at me. “Fuck me so hard with that mighty rod, Master Hay

ward!”
I moved between her and grinned at her. “I’m going to pound you with all that I have.”

“Good,” she moaned as Ms. Docea settled on the Professor-Maid’s face.

My Teacher-Maid’s skirt blocked Dr. Rhianna’s features. I lifted her hips and nuzzled my dick into her curls. Her bush tickled my dick. I shuddered at that heat. It was so amazing. I loved the feel of her. I pushed against her, rubbing up and down her wet folds.

I thrust into her cunt.

I buried deep and hard into her pussy. She moaned into Ms. Docea’s snatch. My Teacher-Maid threw back her head, her maid’s uniform rustling. I loved being in my Professor-Maid’s tight pussy. She squeezed down on me.

“Yes, yes, yes,” moaned Dr. Rhianna, her voice muffled by hot snatch. “That’s incredible. I have another Hayward dick in me. Oh, Master Hayward, I love you! I love being your slave! I love being consumed by the magic of this place!”

“Me, too,” whimpered Ms. Docea, squirming her hips from side to side. She tugged on her lace.

Her big boobs spilled out. I groaned and buried my face between them as I fucked Dr. Rhianna’s pussy. I slammed into her cunt with force. I loved the way her pussy gripped me. She held me tight with that wonderful cunt as I rubbed my face between my Teacher-Maid’s lush mounds.

I had always enjoyed staring at these tits during her history lessons. Now I could bury my face between them whenever I wanted. I slammed to the hilt in that hot cunt. I fucked Dr. Rhianna hard and fast. I plowed away at her. She squeezed down on me.

She held me tight. It was so amazing to pound into her snatch. I thrust away at her, enjoying her pussy squeezing down on me. She moaned into Ms. Docea’s pussy as I fucked into her hard. I buried into her cunt with all that I had.

It was amazing to plow into her like this.

I reveled in her silky snatch around my dick. It was an incredible moment to thrust into her cunt. I loved burying into her pussy again and again. It was so amazing to have that hot pussy gripping my dick. My Professor-Maid moaned her delight.

“Mmm, yes, yes, Dr. Rhianna,” whimpered Ms. Docea. She held me to her tits.

I rubbed my face back and forth between her boobs. It was such a wonderful treat to have been smothered in her flesh. I slammed hard into her cunt. I fucked into her with force. It was so wonderful to pound her cunt with all that I had.

I thrust into her snatch as Ms. Docea held me to her wonderful breasts. Her smooth tits rubbed on my face. I kissed and suckled at her soft flesh. I kissed up her mound until I found the pinnacle. That hard nub topping her delicious tit.

I suckled on her.

“Yes,” she moaned as she squirmed on Dr. Rhianna’s face. “Oh, yes, yes, that’s so good. That’s just amazing. Lick my cunt. Just feast on me!”

“Mmm, so good,” whimpered Dr. Rhianna, her cunt gripping my dick. “I’m going to explode on your cock, Master Hayward!”

“Good,” I moaned around Ms. Docea’s nipple.

I suckled hard on her as the pressure grew and grew in my nuts. The need to cum swelled in me. I hurtled toward that moment when I would burst. I slammed into her cunt. I fucked to the hilt in her snatch again and again.

She clamped down on me. She felt so good. I rose toward my orgasm as I hammered her cunt. I suckled hard on Ms. Docea’s nipple. She held me to her breast, moaning her pleasure. It was so good. So amazing. I fucked to the hilt in her cunt. I buried deep and hard into her pussy.

I fucked into her snatch with such force. I thrust into her pussy again and again. I loved the way that she felt around me. She squeezed her twat tight and hard about me. It was so good to bury into her snatch. It was just so amazing.

She gripped my cock with that amazing pussy. She held me tight with it. She moaned into Ms. Docea’s pussy. I plowed into my Professor-Maid’s cunt with powerful strokes. She gripped me. Massaged me.

“Yes!” gasped Dr. Rhianna.

Her pussy went wild around my cock.

“Master Hayward!” she howled as she climaxed on my cock, her cunt suckling at me.
“Oh, that’s so good!” whimpered Ms. Docea. “I… I… Yes!”

She joined the Professor-Maid in climaxing. I ripped my mouth off my Teacher-Maid’s nub and buried into Dr. Rhianna’s cunt. That silky have suckled at me. The pressure burst in my nuts. I growled and erupted.

I flooded her pussy with my spunk. I flooded her with all that I had. It was so amazing having all that spunk spurting out of my dick. Pleasure shot from me. Ecstasy crashed into my mind as I dumped my load into my newest maid.

“Master Hayward! Master Hayward!” she cried out, her pussy convulsing around my dick. She suckled at me with hot flesh. It was just a delight. A wonderful treat to have her rippling around me. It was a wonderful treat. “Yes!”

I dumped more and more of my cum into her pussy. It was a wonderful treat. A delight to have her cunt spasming around me. She suckled at me with her wonderful flesh. She rippled around me. I groaned at the heat washing about my dick.

I shuddered, savoring that pleasure. It was just so amazing. I loved the heat that swept through me. The ecstasy rushed through me. It was spectacular. I enjoyed every last second of that pleasure washing over me.

“Damn,” I groaned. “Oh, damn, that’s good!”

I filled her up with cum. I dumped everything that I had. Ms. Docea swayed there, her boobs bouncing. She quivered with delight and panted. She slipped off my Professor-Maid. Dr. Rhianna smiled up at me, her face drenched in pussy cream.

“Master Hayward,” panted Docea, her boobs rising and falling. “She knows things. She has done her research into the Hayward family.”

“Yes, I have,” purred Dr. Rhianna. “Did you know that Aleister Hayward brought the mansion to America in a single night on the Summer Solstice of 1821?”

“I knew he brought the manor,” I said, pulling my cock out of her pussy.
“Three hundred years to the day after the Hay was created.” Dr. Rhianna sat up. “That was the day Hieronymus Hayward sacrificed one daughter and bound another.”

“I know this,” I said. “Basically.”

“Mmm, yes, I suppose you would.” Dr. Rhianna rose from the bed and faced me, cum matting her bush. “Hieronymus Hayward, the First Lord of the Hay, was an alchemist and a wizard. He conjured the shade of Roger Bacon and learned from the Franciscan friar and sorcerer much about the natural and supernatural worlds. Hieronymus delved into all the occult mysteries he could. One day, he met Queen Titania.”

I nodded. “She had an affair with him.”

“She was beguiled by the domination of his rod,” said Dr. Rhianna, her eyes flicking down to my cock. “I can see why. She was, and is, I suppose, the ruler of the Otherworld. Also known as Faerie. It is the realm where all the creatures of mythology live. Perhaps another name for it is Sheol. A more biblical name. The Underworld. The Grave. It is the domain of fallen angels. Demons. Fey. Asura. Devas. Gods. Nymphs. Dryads. Oryo. There are as many names given to them by humans as there are beings who dwell there. Titania herself has been known as Inanna, the Queen of Heaven. Ashtaroth. Ishtar. Aphrodite. Hera. Many guises, but all are the Queen.”

“So the Huntsmen is Zeus?” I asked.

“Zeus, Odin, the Goblin King, Jupiter, Marduk, Molech. Your ancestor made contact with her. At the time, she was fleeing her husband. She hated him and, as I said, was beguiled by Hieronymus. She found pleasure with him. A mortal who had prowess. She thought he might have Heracles’s blood flowing through his veins.

“Nephilim blood.”

I shook my head.

“That is from the bible. Genesis Chapter 6 when the Sons of God came down from heaven and laid with the Daughters of Adam. The Nephilim were a mix of angel and human, a pollution to the human bloodlines so vile that Yahweh caused the flood, sparing only Noah’s bloodline because his was untainted.” She smiled. “Of course, the Lord swore never to destroy us all in a flood again, and the Nephilim returned. The Giant clans that the Israelites warred with during the Conquest, the Judges, and the last of whom were wiped out by King David. This war has gone on for a very long time.”

“Between the Otherworld and the Israelites?” I asked, so confused.

“Between the lesser gods and the God through his followers. The Israelites. The Christians. That was when things changed. Christianity burst onto the scene, converting the pagans. Spreading concepts that led to the Enlightenment. The entities on the other side grew angry as Christianity attacked them. Denied their existence. Monotheism constrained them, then it grew even worse as the Enlightenment began. Christianity gave birth to men of reason who believed that God created an understandable universe. A universe didn’t need lesser gods, the Gods of the Gap, to control the seasons, the weather, or human emotions. Daemons weren’t needed to cause things to fall. Spirits of Stupor weren’t responsible for why a drug dulled the senses. These men wanted to prove the greatness of God by exposing the glory of his Natural Revelation. Kepler, Copernicus. Galileo, Newton, and so many others. Men of faith but also men of reason. Now we have new scientists. Einstein, Hawking, Dawkins. Men who deny every aspect of the divine. Who have slain God with their new idol, Science.

“They attacked the supernatural with reason, and the supernatural reacted.”

I nodded slowly. “I suppose that makes sense.”

“So the Queen foresaw where this would go and struck a deal with your ancestor. She bore him two children. Two sacrifices. One to be chained as the Foundation of the Hay, and the other to be free to guide each generation. He pledged his descendants to this cause. Made pacts that cannot be undone. They are carved into your very DNA, into the Code of your Life, Master Hayward. Hieronymus created the Hay and vowed to Ward it. He took the name Hayward and sacrificed one daughter and chained the other.”

“And the queen was on this side, though?” I asked.

My Professor-Maid nodded. “She can still be summoned by the Lord of the Hay once a year on the Summer Solstice.”

“Six months,” I muttered.

“She is your ancestor. You are her descendant. You can reach her if you wish.”

“How?” I demanded. “How is she my ancestor?”

“Why, before he sacrificed the Twin, she bore your ancestor a son. Cali bore him a daughter, the first maid ever recruited by her brother.”

I swallowed.

“Now, I can show you where and how to summon the Queen when the day comes.”

“Show me,” I said, putting away that knowledge.

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Cali

Master Hayward strode across the backyard of the house, the fog spilling out of the woods beyond. Ms. Docea and Dr. Rhianna were with him. Dr. Rhianna Darby. My previous master had sought her out to learn ways to defy the Ward.

And now she was here.

Chained.

Mortimer had been a weak man. He had refused to do his duty and father his heir. As if the Magic of the Hay foreseen this event, Mortimer’s father Horatio had two sons. Now another rebel. Did he plan to summon Mother on the Summer Solstice?

Dangerous.

Too dangerous.

I turned and headed downstairs, passing the other maids. They nodded to me. I returned it, hardly noticing them. They came and went. I had seen thousands of such women chained and sacrificed to the Hay like my sister.

The monstrous solution that had to be maintained no matter the cost.

Would I have to take even more drastic steps with Lance than I had with his uncle? The heir wouldn’t be born for another six months. Then there would be seventeen years before his son would come of age.

Too long for Hayward Manor to lack a Master.

I reached the painting of my sister. She was dancing as always around the salivating men who lusted for her. Who yearned to touch her. Only I had ever touched her. I stroked my finger over her figure.

The Masters of Hayward Manor. Father. How I hated them all.

“I need your counsel, Sister,” I whispered. I stared at her and pulled out my athame. The dagger gleamed in my hands as I slit my palm.

I pressed my bloody hand to my sister’s face. I smeared my blood down her body. It glowed briefly and vanished inside of her. She shuddered and stirred, writhing in the painting. Her eyes opened and stared at me, the purple gems that adorned her body glowing bright.

“What advice do you need, Bitch?”

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