Owning a Maid Harem Ch. 01

We reached the third floor. "This has always been for the family. If you and your family had ever visited, you would have stayed in one of the suites here. It is also where the servant quarters are found."

"The servants would sleep by us?" I asked. "I thought the English had their propriety."

"They do, but the Masters of Hayward Manor have always had a close relationship with the serving girls and maids." Cali winked over her shoulder at me.

"Is she implying that they were molesting all the maids," my sister whispered.

"It's not molesting if they're willing and eager," said Cali. "Did your father tell you nothing of your grandfather and his harem? They were quite the lively bunch of maids."

"Grandfather had a harem?" gasped Kylie. "I never heard that! Dad never liked to talk about his side of the family much. I'm getting why. This was a mistake, Lance."

"We're here," I said. "Maybe our quarters aren't so... decorated."

Cali reached a door that was more ornate than most and lay at the end of the hallway. "Here is the master suite. It is an apartment in and of itself with its own kitchen, two bathrooms, six bedrooms, a sitting room, and a living room." She opened the door onto a small antechamber that had a tiny bed against the wall. "For the maid on duty to greet any visitors that might come in the night."

Through this room, we came onto a sitting room. Which looked rather Victorian with a fireplace. No creepy pictures, though. Windows were looking out on the grounds. Through another door, we found a room that turned ninety degrees and appeared to be the east end of the house. A living room with more modern furniture. Couch, two recliners, a love seat, and a big-screen TV.

"Thank god for that," I muttered.

The maid smiled. "Kitchen is at the end." She pointed to another door. "That's the hallway to the six bedrooms and the two bathrooms. They are, of course, for the master and his five maids. And me. But until your son chooses those five maids, you and your daughter, Mrs. Hayward, can each have your own."

"And where do you sleep?" I asked.

"With the master, of course," said Cali.

Kylie rolled her eyes. "Of course. This is getting so depraved. You got your own bang-maid with a mansion and a bunch of money. And I get to live here. Awesome."

It was sort of awesome. But I didn't say that.

"Now, I have the kitchen fully stocked on basic necessities. Drinks, snacks, and enough food for a few days worth of meals." The maid smiled. "Mrs. Hayward, if you would like to start on dinner, your children and I can fetch your luggage. I am sorry for making you carry your own suitcase, Master, but we are short-handed.

"No, no, that's fine," I said.

"Yeah, yeah, let's go get our stuff," muttered Kylie. "If the ghosts or hobgoblins haven't taken them yet."

"They only come out after midnight," Cali said with a light tone. "And vanish by 3:33 AM."

"Why 3:33 AM?" I asked. "That's so specific."

She glanced back at me as we headed through the suite, "It's an old wives tale. That it is when evil is strongest in the world. They say Christ died at 3:33 in the afternoon. Before sunset and the Sabbath began. So the inverse is the time of evil."

"Right, right," Kylie said.

But there was something about this place. The paintings. The artifacts. I felt like I was in some H.P Lovecraft scenario. Though none of those stories came with a sexy maid with purple eyes--god, were those not contacts?--that wanted to fuck me.

I wanted to ask if she was serious about going to bed with me. I couldn't help but get another hardon as I headed down the hallway then down the grand staircase to the entrance hall. We went out the doors. The car was still there. We unloaded the luggage, the trunk and back seat crammed with suitcases.

"Master Lance," said Cali, "the carriage house is behind the house. Follow the driveway around it and park your car in there besides your new vehicles."

"New vehicles?" I asked.

She nodded. "A limousine and a silver Porsche. He didn't drive much in his later years and got rid of many of his vehicles."

"Oh," I said. "A Porsche. Damn."

"And you can go buy yourself a Lamborghini with how rich you are," Kylie said. "And buy me one for having to live here in Creepy McMurder Mansion."

"Sure," I said and drove Mom's sedan around the corner. I found the carriage house and had to manually open the garage door. It had room for a dozen of vehicles. And, yes, there was a limousine and a silver Porsche waxed to a beautiful gleam.

I was in awe.

I entered the house through the back door and found my way to the entrance hall where the three of us, loaded down with luggage, headed up the stairs. Soon, we had dropped everyone's luggage off in the rooms. I was given the last bedroom, the master bedroom. Kylie took the one next to mine with Mom beyond hers. All tucked away nice and safe. Each room had windows looking onto the back of the grounds.

There was a foggy forest out there, of course.

Mom made chicken and steamed vegetables for dinner. We sat around the small dining table in the kitchen. It could fit eight or so people. So maybe not small, but compared to the rest of the house, and some of the dining halls we'd passed, it was.

After dinner, we retired to the couch to watch some TV. We had satellite, internet, and I soon had us logged in on the TV to Amazon, Hulu, Disney Plus, and Netflix accounts. Just like back home. I sipped the soda that Cali had brought me.

She hovered around us, making sure that we were all taken care of. A drink ran low, she would fetch another. She popped popcorn for us to snack on as we watched the latest Marvel movie. The Eternals was just god-awful. I hoped Spider-Man would be better. I'd been hearing great things about it.

I yawned and stretched as the credits rolled.

"Would you like to retire for the night, Master?" Cali asked, this hot gleam in her eyes.

My cock hardened as I realized what she meant. "Yes." I stood, so ready to lose my virginity. "Yes, I would."

My maid offered me her hand. I liked thinking of her like that. My maid. It was such an exciting prospect. My cock was so hard. Just throbbing with such force. I couldn't believe how much I ached to take this woman to bed.

"Are they going to...?" Kylie asked.

"Yes," Mom said in that dreamy voice. "Mmm, it's beautiful that when a maid and her Master make love, Kylie. Just a thing of beauty. Be happy for them."

"Great, and I picked the bedroom next to Lance's," Kylie muttered, arms folded across her slender chest. The eighteen-year-old girl pouted. "I hope the walls aren't thin."

"Sorry," I said as Cali led me down the hallway, my cock throbbing. "Hey, what's up with my Mom? She's out of it all day."

"She doesn't have Hayward blood nor is she a maid wearing a garter," said Cali. "The mansion is affecting her. Relaxing her. She accepts that you and I, plus you and your other maids, will be having all the hot and kinky sex we can."

My dick lurched. "Hot and kinky sex? Christ."

She glanced back at me. "This is your heritage as the Master of Hayward Manor. You will fill these halls with your maids. They will love you, and you will love them for you are a good man. You will treat those you own with care."

"Own," I groaned as Cali opened the door to my bedroom.

"You own me, Master," Cali said as we entered the dark room. The only light spilled through the open windows framed by heavy, velvet drapes. The bed lay in the middle of the room, a four-poster that seemed bigger than a king. Too big for one person.

Or even two.

"You claimed me, remember," she said and flipped on the switch. The light was still soft despite the brilliance of the LED bulbs in the lantern sconces. "Mmm, your saliva, your breath, your heartbeat, and your seed. I'm yours, Master. Command me."

"Strip," I commanded, my cock so hard. This was so unbelievable. Bella would hate me if I ever told her I had a hot maid. My best friend would get so jealous. "I want to see you naked."

She smiled. "I know I'm your first. In the flesh. I'm sure you've seen plenty on the internet."

"Plenty."

She reached behind her and unzipped her uniform. She then wiggled it down. Her breasts spilled out. I groaned at seeing my first pair of live, naked tits. They were big and soft. They swayed before her. My cock throbbed with excitement.

"Holy shit," I gasped at her hard, pink nipples thrusting from her large tits. They swayed, rippling from her motion as she pushed the uniform off her hips. "Oh, my fucking god. I can't believe this. I... I..."

"Am yours," she said. "Your Familiar Maid."

Her maid's uniform puddled around her feet. She wore no panties, either, her flesh shaved bare. Her slit tight. Virginal tight despite being my mother's age. She still wore the thigh-high stockings and a white garter belt around her waist. The golden garter clung to her upper, left thigh.

She sauntered to me, her hips swaying, and her breasts... God, the way her breasts moved was hypnotic. I could just stare at those all day long. They were so magnificent to see. My cock throbbed in my jeans as she reached me.

I reached out my hands for them then stopped. She smiled and took them gently and pulled them to her breasts. "You own me, Master Lance. The Haywards have owned me since the first seed was spilled into the darkness. The first promise made to be the watchers."

"What?" I asked then gasped as my hands cupped her breasts. They were soft and heavy. They were so warm. I squeezed them. A shiver ran through me. I swallowed. I was in awe of what I held in my hand. Awe. This was such an amazing delight.

Questions vanished as I squeezed my first pair of tits. I massaged them. She groaned, her face twisting in delight. She shuddered as I massaged them. I loved their weight. I swept out my thumbs and brushed her nipples.

"Master Lance," she moaned as I massaged them. "Yes, yes, I am yours. Enjoy my delights. Like Adam did with Eve in the Garden."

"Fuck," I groaned and ducked my head down. I swallowed her nipple. I suckled on her with passion. She gasped, her nipple feeling so wonderful in my mouth. I swirled my tongue around her. I nibbled, savoring the feel of her nipple in my mouth.

She moaned, almost a feline purr, as I suckled on her. I squeezed her breasts. I kneaded both her tits as I loved this delight. I savored this passion. My cock was so hard. It was such a thrill to enjoy her like this.

I squeezed her tits, kneaded them. I loved the feel of them in my hand. My fingers swept out and brushed her nipples. I rubbed at them. My thumbs dug into her flesh. I massaged her. She gasped as I did that.

"Master Lance," she moaned. "Oh, you're making my pussy so wet. Yes, yes."

Her pussy... God, I could eat her pussy. I could just fall to my knees and lick and lap at her snatch. Just make her cum on my mouth. That was something that I could do. That was so insane, but this was the reality that was before me.

Dick throbbing, I ripped my mouth off her nipple and dropped to my knees. I stared at her shaved cunt. I breathed in that spicy perfume and realized it was her hot cunt I had been smelling. She was so wet for me. Her juices ran down her thighs.

"Master Lance," she groaned. "Feast on me. Please, please, love me. I need you, Master Lance!"

I stared in awe at the maid's tight slit. She had such a beautiful pussy. Just gorgeous and wondrous to stare at. I licked my lips as I breathed in again. That wonderful musk filled my nose. That heady aroma of a woman's arousal.

I buried my face into her snatch.

I shuddered at the kiss of her juicy pussy on my mouth. I savored that wonderful feeling on my lips. I licked out. My tongue stroked through her folds. She gasped as I did that. She trembled, her entire body quivering as I licked and lapped at her twat.

My tongue savored the wonderful taste of her. I reveled in the flavor of her spicy cream. She groaned, her big boobs jiggling above me. Her purple eyes gleamed with delight as she stared down at me. She smiled at me as I lapped and lapped at her pussy.

I feasted on her. My tongue stroked through her folds. I licked and lapped at her with such hunger. I feasted on her. It was incredible to just slide my tongue through her pussy and hear the moans spill from her lips.

"Master," she groaned with such pure passion. "Yes, yes, just like that, Master."

She shuddered against me. I licked at her with hunger. I lapped at her with everything that I had. I savored her spicy juices. They tasted so wonderful. I reveled in them. She shuddered, her juices spilling over my chin.

I loved how she quivered. How she whimpered. It was such a delightful thing to hear. Her boobs swayed over me as I thrust my tongue into her pussy. My dick throbbed in my jeans and boxers. I would soon be in her.

Fucking her.

"Master Lance," she moaned as my tongue swirled around in her snatch. "Oh, yes, yes, Master Lance, that's so amazing!"

I savored the spicy flavor of her pussy. She squeezed her cunt down around my flesh. Her hips bucked, smearing her hot folds over my flesh. I thrust my tongue into her cunt and danced it about in her. I loved the flavor of her.

The texture. The feel of her. I couldn't wait until I was in her. I would fuck her so hard. I would revel in being in her pussy. She would gasp out in delight as I pumped away at her. She would just cry out with such rapture. It would be amazing.

"Master! Master!" she moaned as I flicked up to her clit. Girls liked this, right? "Oh, yes, yes, right there, Master Lance!"

My tongue stroked over her flesh. I loved the feel of her nub against my tongue. I suckled on her. I nibbled. She gasped out in ecstasy. Her back arched, thrusting her big tits forward. Her hand grabbed the back of my head.

"Yes!" she squealed.

A flood of spicy juices gushed out of her pussy. She squirted her passion as she climaxed. I groaned, drinking this wonderful bounty. It was such a delight to bathe in her cunt juices. They ran over my chin and cheeks. They spilled over the sides of my face. I loved every moment of this. I savored every second of her passion.

I drank down the juices gushing out of her. I reveled in them as she moaned. Her passion filled the room. It was such a hot thing to hear. I loved every moment of it. I gave her this bliss I made her squeal in delight.

"Oh, Master!" she moaned, her hand relaxing on the back of my head. "Oh, that was wonderful!"

"Now we're going to..." I said, my dick throbbing.

"Mmm, let's get you naked so you can make love to me," she moaned. "I'm so eager to be speared by your big dick, Master Lance." She winked a purple eye at me.

"Yes!" I growled and rose to my feet. I ripped off my shirt as she attacked the button of my fly. She fell to her knees as I threw my t-shirt on the floor.

She ripped open my fly and tore down my jeans and boxers. She licked at my cock as it sprang out hard, her tongue dragging up the tip. She pulled my pants down to my feet. I stepped out of them as she rose.

I threw my arms around her, pulling her against me. My lips, covered in her spicy juices, melted to hers. She groaned, kissing me with such passion. Our tongues danced together. It was quite the delight to experience. I kissed her with such hunger as I pushed her towards the bed.

I was so eager for my first time. I wanted to bury my cock into her pussy. Just plunge into her depths. I was so eager for it. So ready to fuck her hard. I wanted to pound into her with such hard strokes.

She hit the bed and fell back on it, breaking our kiss.

Her big boobs bounced and trembled as she squirmed on her back. She stared up at me with these hot eyes. Molten with purple lust. I grinned at her as she spread her thighs open in wanton invitation. She shuddered on the dark sheets, writhing with feline hunger.

"Take me, Master Lance!" she moaned, a trick of the light making it seem like shadows spread out from across the bed. "I'm yours! Your Familiar Maid!"

I threw myself on her. She grabbed my cock and pulled me to her pussy. She rubbed me into her hot flesh. She worked me up and down. That felt incredible. I shuddered at how amazing that was. I savored it.

Then she pressed me into her pussy. I groaned at that. I loved the feel of her doing that. It was a wild delight to feel a woman's cunt against my dick. This was it. It wasn't Bella taking my virginity. I felt a little bad about that, but we had never gone past being friends.

I thrust into Cali's pussy.

Her hot flesh engulfed me. This wonderful, juicy, amazing pussy swallowed my cock. I groaned at how wondrous that twat felt swallowing my dick. Inch after inch of my cock sank into her twat. I shuddered at the passion of it. The wondrous delight of having her cunt engulf my cock. It was the most incredible sensation in the world.

"Yes!" I groaned as I bottomed out in her. "Oh, damn, that's so good. Fuck, Cali!"

"Mmm, you are so hung," she moaned. "Hayward men always are." She smiled at me. "Now just let your instincts guide you."

"Yes," I groaned and drew back my hips.

She shuddered, squeezing her cunt down around my dick. I gasped at that silky massage caressing my dick. It was an amazing delight. I loved every second of it. I buried into her pussy again and again. I thrust hard into her. I fucked her with such passion.

I plunged into her cunt with such force. I plowed into her with all the delight that I had. It was an amazing moment to be in her. A wonderful experience to have that hot pussy gripping me. Massaging me. I fucked into her with powerful strokes.

It felt so right to pump away with everything that I had while she held me. Her arms and legs wrapped about my body. I reveled in her embrace, her pussy tight about my dick, her soft breasts and hard nipples rubbing into my chest. I stared into her purple eyes.

"Master Lance!" she moaned, her pussy clamping down on my cock. "Oh, Master Lance, you're going to make me explode. Just burst with all that passion. That's incredible. Oh, I love this so much!"

"Yes, yes, yes," I groaned. "Holy shit, this is awesome!"

She smiled at me as I drilled my dick into her pussy. I fucked into her with such force. Such powerful thrusts. I plowed to the hilt in her. She groaned, her cunt gripping my cock. She held me tight. She massaged me with that wonderful flesh.

I loved every moment of fucking into her. I reveled in it. I plowed deep and hard into her cunt. I fucked her with such passion. She groaned, gripping her twat around me. She held me tight as I plowed into her, the pressure growing and growing in my nuts.

That need to cum.

Her hot pussy massaged me.

The ache swelled at the tip of my dick.

"Shit, shit, shit!" I groaned. "Cali!"

"Master Lance!" she moaned, her pussy clamping down on my cock. The pressure in my nuts neared their bursting point as I plunged into her juicy pussy. "I love your dick!"

"I love your pussy! Fuck!"

I buried into her and gasped as her pussy went wild around my cock. She convulsed as she squealed, "Cum in me, Master! Please, please, cum in me!"

Hearing those words ignited a wild fire in me. I groaned and buried to the hilt in her pussy. I slammed deep and hard into her and groaned. I erupted into her snatch. I fired blast after blast of my cum into her seed.

I shuddered on her, bucking as the pleasure slammed through my body and crashed into my mind. Ecstasy like I had never felt engulfed me. Her pussy writhed around my dick, suckling out the cum that I ejaculated into her fertile depths.

"Yes, yes, yes, Cali!" I groaned, filling my maid with my passion.

"Oh, Master," she moaned. Her pussy milked my cock. She worked out the jizz that brimmed in my nuts. I flooded her with everything that I had. "Oh, Master, that's it. That's so good."