The Maid Ch. 03

The Maid

Chapter 3

Over the next two weeks, the young mistress didn't seem to need much help. I admit freely that I was able to work on my tasks as an upstairs maid, cleaning and refreshing the linens.

But at night, I was like a wild animal, Lord help me. I would work myself into a state, thinking of all that transpired in the salon below. Touching my breasts, until the nipples became quite hard, touching my wet quim, arousing myself until I was shuddering with climax, spurting a wetness that I dared to put in my mouth.

Then the day came, my Lady summoned me to a mix of my horror and excitement. When I went into the salon, I was greeted by the sight of my young mistress and her friend

and the stable boy whom the master of the house had mistreated. He was only dressed in an open shirt and a metal cage around his penis.

With a wicked grin, her ladyship told me she and her friend had been working to reform him, after the master had disciplined him so harshly. She admitted they had to use a riding crop on him and enlisted other people from the stable to enact the same type of punishment the house master used on the lad.

I pictured the rough crowd from the stables, putting their cocks in the young man's ass and my mistress whipping him to take it deeper. My quim was already wet when I came to this salon.

Her ladyship instructed me to help save this poor boy's soul. She and her friend had taken to showing the young man how to act around proper ladies, and now I was to be the last test.

I was to take my undergarments off and pretend to be his wife. I quickly voiced my protest but was silenced by her friend. She said she knew I would help them.

There was a brief argument between the two women about where the test should be, the young man and I being simple folk. Then my mistress smiled her wicked smile and talked to her friend in a loud whisper. She cautions her friend that I am a virgin and have never felt a man in that way. She added that the test would not reveal anything to them due to my condition. Her friend was smiling at her, and she replied that this situation must be rectified immediately, for the lad's soul was in peril.

I was relieved immediately; I would not be part of their wicked plan. I knew I would touch myself later, thinking of their scheme, God help me.

My train of thought was interrupted by the older Lady taking her undergarments off and my young mistress hooking a collar and a leash on the stable boy's neck. I was pulled toward the bed by another servant I did not recognize, and to my horror, my outer garments were being lifted, and my undergarments were being pulled off. I let out a cry when I realized I was naked in their bed. The older woman had donned a leather device that had straps and a penis. The senior mistress put her hand by my naked quim, and with a laugh announced to the salon that I was wet. My young mistress let out a moan at this news and proceeded to guide the stable boy between my legs. Using the riding crop, she motioned for the boy to begin. Using his tongue, he began to lick my wet quim. I closed my eyes at the humiliation but also felt stirring as he seemed to devour me. My mistress uses the crop cruelly and told him to move his tongue deeper into my quim. I kept my eyes closed as I let out a string of moans. If the assault continues, I will be spent.

The older woman then pushed him aside, feeling my quim, she rubbed some of my wetness on the cock. She proceeded to press against my delicate parts and, with a thrust, pushed the penis into me. With a loud gasp, I received the cock into my wet quim. My mistress watching the whole act only seemed to wet the device with her spit, allowing her friend to thrust it deeper. Both seemed to urge me on to take a deep penetration of the cock. The older miss seemed to revel in her act. I felt a pain, which quickly passed with deeper thrusting. I was also wrapping my legs around the woman while moaning very loudly.              

The young mistress had the young man start to lick my quim as I was being fucked. I closed my eyes, feeling the wetness build. If we continued on this course of wanton sins of the flesh, I knew I would cum. The feelings I felt, I would release; in fact, I would beg for release. The plateau was reached, and like an animal, I was taking each thrust, moaning as I was spent. The older lady immediately pulled out. I just wanted to lie on the bed.

My mistress and her friend seemed to have other ideas. I was immediately put on all fours, and the lad thrust his cock in my wet quim. He savagely started pumping his cock, all the while having his ass flogged by my mistress. He was encouraged to fuck me as hard as possible with words and the lash. I felt myself cumming almost at once with his violent attack. He had a large member, which brought me very quickly to the edge. Before I was able to reach a climax, I felt him release his seed. My mistress asked me if I had reached the small death. Humiliated, I shook my head. She immediately started to use the riding crop on his ass. Your punishment will be to retrieve the seed from my maid. While I flog you for your error, she pronounced. I felt his tongue searching for his cum, cleaning my quim. I think I must have been stimulated many times by his tongue as he serviced me.