Maid Love Slave (dirty!!!)

I straighten my maid outfit, and set off to work. I am assigned to a new place. By the time I get there, I worry if I will be able to clean all of it.

A huge mansion towers over me. There is a butler at the door.

"State your business." he says smoothly.

"Jennie Wellington, new maid."

"Ah.. Master John will be pleased to see you."

I wrinkled my brow. "Master?"

"Yes. Now go."

I walked into the huge mansion, and someone took me upstairs.

"This is Master's room," he whispered. "Do not talk back, and do whatever he says. Go on."

I knock.

"Come in," says a voice. I open the door to see a handsome man sitting at a desk.

"Ahh! You're here! Now, let me explain to you something. My name is John. You will call me Master or Sir in any circumstances. You are my slave, and therefore will do my bidding without any questions asked. Understood?"

Fearfully, I nod.

He smiles. "Now, put this on."

On the bed is a set consisting of a very skimpy lace bra and a pair of thongs.

I smile, still scared, and head to the bathroom.

"Oh, no," he says airily. "You can change here." I freeze for a moment, and start to change. I pull off my maid's apron and begin to unbutton the dress. He is staring at me intently. I pull off the dress and then am left in nothing but bra and panties. As soon as I unclasp my bra he pushes me onto the bed onto my stomach. He pulls my hands behind my back, and I realize he is tying them. I try to remove my hands, but it is too late. He unclasps the rest of my bra and turns me over onto my back.

I try not to scream as he touches my b;oobs. He squeezes them and is now kissing them intently. He is now sprawled on top of me, nibbling on my nipples and licking my b;oobs as he does so. He gets off for a moment, and I look at him in horror as he ties my ankles too. He sees my face, and says, "Just to make sure we don't have any interference."

He tugs off my panties and rolls me over onto my back. I lay helpless while he undresses completely. Climbing on top of me, he runs his hands over my plump butt and licks my thigh. He gets up and unties my ankles.

"Stand up!" he commands. I get up with difficulty with my hands behind my back, but I manage to do it.

"Now, you go draw a bath. I will wait here."

"But aren't you going to untie my ha--"

"Of course not, silly girl."

Bare naked, I stumble around the room. A push from behind sends me sprawling on the floor, due to no hands to support me. He slaps my butt.

"GO!"

Helplessly, I cross the room to the bathroom. I then lay on my back and use my feet to turn on the water.

When he comes in after me, I discover he is dressed again only to force me to undress him with my teeth.

I stand up and slide off his shirt, and move down to his pants. The zipper slides down easily, and I tug his pants down. I grab the edge of the boxers and pull them down, revealing a long d;ick. He points to the tub, now filled.

"Get in."

"Yes, Master."

I climb into the tub, the warm water surrounding me and the rope on my hands getting wetter.

He climbs in after me and wraps his arms around my waist, pulling my butt and legs up. I am balancing on my legs, getting the hang of doing things without my hands.

He carefully soaps my a;ss, and when he gets to the crack he feels around inside. He slaps it again. He then roughly pushes me onto my back, splashing water around. I am now laying in the tub, my hands under me and my large b;oobs sticking out of the water. He squeezes them hard, making me wince a little bit. He rubs soap all over them, pinching my nipples every now and then. He gets to my private spot starts pushing into me.

A moan escapes. He smiles.

"More.. harder!" he ends it by rinsing everything off of me and pulls me out of the tub. He commands me to lay on my back while he dries me off, whipping me with the towel every now and then. When I am dry, he leads me out of the room and unties my hands. I rub my wrists.

"Now put it on, Sweet Cheeks."

I grab the thongs and slip them on, and while I put on the skimpy bra he is rubbing my a;ss again. He squeezes my b;oobs one last time before I clasp the bra, and then I am in the clothes he has provided for me, my maid outfit on the ground. He pushes me onto the bed again and ties my hands again.

"Please, Master, no!" I manage to protest.

"I will do what I please with you, and you will do what you are told, no questions asked," he says evilly. He slaps my butt hard, and I yelp in pain. He leads me to a door. He opens it to reveal a small closet. He shoves me inside, and locks the door behind him.