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.