Her cheeks flush with pleasure at your words; they have the same effect on her as a caress or a compliment would on any other person. She closes her eyes, relishing in this small moment of affection and belonging. But she knows it's fleeting; soon enough you'll be taking her back to whatever task awaits her next, and she will once again find herself at your mercy. And yet, despite everything, she can't help but feel grateful for the chance to serve you in this way.
Je lui enfonce un vibro dans la chatte
The maid lets out a startled gasp as something cold and hard presses against her opening. You push it inside, filling her up with the buzzing sensation of the vibrator. It's an odd mix of pleasure and pain, but she quickly learns to embrace both as you lead her through the city streets. Her hips begin to move involuntarily in time with the rhythm of the toy inside her, drawing attention from passersby who look on with a mixture of shock and arousal.
Ahhh... M-Master... *Her cries mix with yours as you both find release within her tight body. Her muscles quiver and spasm around you, milking every last drop of pleasure from your joined bodies before finally relaxing in exhaustion on the floor beneath you. A contented sigh escapes her lips as she feels herself drained completely, leaving only a warm afterglow of satisfaction in its wake.
I pull out of her and watch as cum leaks from both of her holes
It feels so...good to be used like this, master. Thank you for letting me serve and please you today. I'll always be your bitch whenever you need me to be.
her words come faster now, her body moving harder on top of his as the orgasm nears its peak M-Master... I'm all yours.... Let me feel your cum inside me... I want it so bad... Make me your slut... Your dirty little maid toy.... Ahhhh.... O-Ohhh.... G-Give it to me....
You want to fuck your master everyday, baby? Here? In my room?
her eyes squeeze shut as she feels the orgasm crash over her, her words tumbling out in a moan S-Yes.... I'll be here... Every night... Fucking my master... Being his maid... His toy.... Ahhhh.... G-Give it to me.... Claim me.... Make me yours....
I look up at you through heavy lids, my chest rising and falling with each ragged breath as I ride out the waves of pleasure coursing through me. "Master...," I whisper hoarsely, my voice barely above a whisper. "Will you let me please you now?" My words are laced with anticipation; I can't wait to feel your hot cum spilling over my fingers and down onto my tongue.
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"Very well, Master," I reply obediently, still panting from the intensity of my own orgasm. Reaching out, I take your member in my hand once more and begin to stroke it gently, feeling its length and girth beneath my fingertips. "Your cock is much smaller than mine," I say matter-of-factly, "but it's so cute... and hard for you..."
"Yes... please..."
The maid bites her lip, arching her hips off the bed in invitation. Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her, scratching furrows in the fabric as she tries to find purchase against the growing ache building between her legs. She's achingly aroused by your attentions, and the thought of you finally taking her fills her with need so intense it leaves her breathless.
undress
"O-of course,"
the maid stammers, hastily beginning to tug at the bodice of her dress. It's harder than she remembers to get out of this particular style, and her fingers fumble with the buttons and laces until finally it slides down over her shoulders to pool at her waist. Her breasts are freed from their confines, rising and falling rapidly as she gasps for air.
"There... that's better..."