My New Job - Prt 3

My New Job- Part 3 slave girl sara.

"Move the ironing over here and ride my husband's face as I ride his cock."

The best ironing pile I have ever done; I had three or four cums, as did the lady of the house riding his cock.

"Swap Hazel."

"Would you like to swap, girl?"

"Yes, please, if I may."

I had to stretch my busted pussy wide for him to fit, and it was so worth it.

When I pulled him off, she could taste my sweetness and his salty cum.

"Well done, girl. You have been very obliging. Answer me one question?"

"Yes, Ma'am, of course."

"Why is your bottom so well spanked, strapped and caned? Are you so naughty?"

"Well, my Grandfather is a disciplinarian, and I have a Mistress who likes to beat me, with a boyfriend who likes to spank me as he fucks me."

"Lucky girl."

"I know, Ma'am."

"Does your Grandfather fuck you?"

"On occasion, Ma'am."

"A little tip for you, given with our thanks."

"Thank you, Ma'am."

"Pull your top up, please, Faye. Let me at your tits. How did you get on?"

I perked my large nipples hard as Sir hooked on.

"Very well, Sir, a delightful couple."

"Were you sucked and fucked?"

"Yes, I was, Sir, a very pleasant morning."

"Next, looking after number 27's son for two hours."

"Would that be in the building next to this one, Sir?"

"Yes, you are right."

"I bought some jelly babies from the local newsagents."

"Hello, Sir, I am Faye, and I have come to babysit."

"Hello, Faye, he is not a baby; he is a big boy and gets lonely when we are out for a couple of hours. He is off work sick; he has had pneumonia and needs lots of love and care.

A nice tip if he says you look after him well."

"And if I don't, sir?"

He lifted his jumper to show his thick belt.

"Then you will be wearing this on your bottom forty or fifty times."

I may have had a mini cum.

His wife was just coming out of the door.

"Keep your eye on him; I have just put him in the bath. His name is Jon."

I took my coat and jumper off and went into the bathroom.

"Hello Jon, I am Faye."

"Hello Faye, would you like to play warships?"

"If you wish, Jon."

"Periscope up. Watch the water, Faye."

Up came his big cock out of the water and sticking up skywards.

"Can you see what I can see?"

"I sure can, Jon, and a mighty fine periscope it is, Sir. Should I get into the sea and try to hide it? I have a cunning plan"

"I just love cunning plans."

I got naked and climbed in with Jon.

"I had better make sure it stays upright, Sir."

"Perhaps a rub may help."

"I think you are right, and I see the enemy coming; let me hide it."

I sat, facing Jon, and slipped his periscope inside me, and to keep it stiff, I rose up and down until he cum, me too.

I was lucky I had several cums to his one.

I got out and helped him out too, and dried us both.

He was fascinated by my nipples and played with them. I taught him to finger me as I wanked him.

"Let me kneel before you, Sir, and suck your cock, and you may cum in my mouth."

He just stood with his cock stuck out as I did all the actions; I grabbed his bottom cheeks so he would fuck my throat and face.

"Wow, my Mum or dad usually catch my cum in a Kleenex."

"Let me help you dress, Sir."

"Can I still play with your nipples and titties?"

"Yes, of course, I will leave my top off until your parents arrive back home.

"Would you like a coffee, Faye?"

"Yes, please, Sir. Let me do it for you."

"It's ok, I can manage.

We were sitting next to each other drinking coffee, and I was having my nipples nipped when his parents arrived home.

I didn't stand up right away and finally went for my blouse and jumper.

"No need to put that back on, Faye. My husband wants you in our bedroom."

"Ok, Ma'am."

I knocked on the door. I obviously knew I was to get a fucking, and with all that tittie play, I was ready for one.

"Come in, Faye. Do you have time to stop a little longer?"

"Of course, Sir. Shall I undress you?"

"That would be nice, thank you."

I left his underwear until last, and his boxers were bulging; as I realised his cock, I could see where his son got his periscope from.

I removed my skirt and let him take my knickers off.

He bent me over the bed, and with no foreplay, he was fucking me and pulling on my nipples as he thrust in.

His wife came in and rubbed my hair as her husband fucked me; how surreal was that?

"Would you like a tongue fucking seeing as I am in this position, Ma'am?"

Her actions spoke louder than words; she continued stroking my hair as he fucked me and I fucked her.

As I was leaving, I was given a thirty-pound tip.

"Hello, Sir, all sorted at number 27, and I got a £30 tip. Do I share my tips with you or anyone, Sir?"

"No, sweet Faye, all tips are a bonus on top of the wage I pay you every Friday."

"Anything else before I go, Sir?"

"Not really, but come half an hour earlier in the morning, the door will be open, and you can give me my morning wank."

"Will do, Sir."

I kissed his cheek and left for home.

Who should be coming towards me but Gus?

"Here behind this garage, slave, and on your knees."

"Should I get your cock out, Master?"

"Did I give permission to speak, slave?"

SLAP, SLAP

Two really hard slaps across my face meant no.

I wrestled his cock out and sucked as I cried.

"Hi Gus."

"Hi Billy, how you doing?"

"Good, thanks, you?"

"Good too, just having a quick blow job from my slave, before I beat her and fuck her later. Have you time to follow me?"

"I don't see why not. Does she deep throat ok?"

"Well, she takes me, but I know you were the longest cock in the school; you will have to see."

Gus fucked my face harder and cum. He slapped my face with his cock then another cock took his place.

He also pinched my nose tight; it must be a man thing. So my mouth was wide open for his semi-hard cock, it looked like a whopper, and it was. He gagged me with every thrust.

"Get up, knickers down and lean against the garage like natives do and open your legs."

"Yes, Sir."

I was soaking wet, and he slid straight into my pussy. He tried my bummy hole, but he was too big, and I was too tight, so he spanked my bottom three or four times and went back into my pussy.

He hit everywhere inside me, and at one time he had to hold me up.

"You ok, slave."

"Yes, Sir, please don't stop."

"Inside you or your mouth?"

"Any, Sir."

He chose my face and mouth; what a pile.

"You did well, slave; I hope I get another chance soon to fuck you again. Clean me up and put me away."

"Yes, Sir, me too."

"Hiya Gran, no Grandad?"

"No, he is on one of his bowling trips. Dinner will be in twenty minutes."

"Will we be getting a visit from one of his friends?"

"I would think so, yes. Do you think it is an awful thing to do, Gran?"

"No, not really; we girls need keeping in line, and there is nothing wrong with the occasional different cock."