Owning a Maid Harem Ch. 14

She lapped at my folds now. She ran her tongue from my taint to my clit, sending such delight rippling through me. It was an incredible rush to have all this delight sweeping through me. I groaned, the passion building and building in me. I would have such a wonderful climax on their lips.

Felicity flicked her tongue around my clit. I gasped out, "Yes!"

My butt-cheeks clenched about Carla's face as she fucked her tongue in and out of my asshole. She teased me. I loved every second of her swirling about in me. This was such an incredible treat to have her lapping at me like that.

"Oh, that's good," I groaned. "Ooh, that's just amazing. You're going to have me gasping out in delight!"

"Mmm, good," purred Felicity. "I just want you to cum. Just drown me in your pussy juices!"

"Oh, I will," I groaned, the guys salivating like dogs as they stared at me.

I didn't care. They could look all they wanted. Only Master Lance could touch me. Only my husband, the man I loved so much. What I felt for him had nothing to do with his power. He had chained me, I knew that, but my heart beat with love long before he had that power.

I would recruit him only the best maids. Women who would keep him safe when we went into darkness. I knew it would be coming. There was a reason that he needed so many maids. I shuddered, my face twisting with delight as Felicity suckled at my clit. Carla swirled her tongue around in my asshole. They both gave me such bliss.

I couldn't take much more of this. My bud burst with sparks every time Felicity licked or nibbled on my naughty pearl. She stroked me with her tongue. When she suckled, my body bucked. My uniform rustled.

"Oh, Lance," I moaned, my head lifting to the ceiling. "Oh, Lance, they're perfect. Yes!"

My body burst with delight. I shuddered, the ecstasy swept out of me. It was so delightful. My asshole convulsed around Carla's tongue as the heat rushed out of my cunt. My pussy juices soaked Felicity's mouth while my mind drowned in euphoria.

Felicity lapped at my cunt, moaning as I gushed my cream. I bucked, gasping out for everyone to hear. To witness. I trembled through such ecstasy. I quivered through all this wonderful passion. It was a delight to experience this bliss.

"Oh, yes, yes, you're such wonderful maids!" I moaned as my orgasm gushed throughout my body. "You're perfect for him!"

"I want to be his," whimpered a girl I didn't know.

"Sorry!" I moaned. "I can't give you a garter!" I didn't know if she were maid material or not. She didn't feel wifey to me. Not with that slutty top on. "Oh, yes!"

I hit the peak of my orgasm. I swayed there, my boobs bouncing in my top. My uniform rustled about me as I swayed there. I felt so good. Just outstanding. I shuddered, my mind melting from all the bliss that swept through me. A big smile spread on my lips. I felt just fantastic.

"Oh, Carla and Felicity, you two are maid material!" I held out the garters. "Claim them!"

They both ripped their mouths from my pussy and asshole. They stood and ripped off their clothes. Carla's cheer top came off, her boobs held in a sports bra. Felicity ripped off her t-shirt. She had a cute, yellow bra on that cradled her large boobs. She had a nice set of Double D's that bounced free. Carla's perky, golden-brown boobies were adorable.

They dropped pleated skirts and jeans. Carla had her spankies on beneath her cheer outfit. Those were bloomers to keep anyone from seeing her panties while cheering. Just because she shook pompoms didn't make her a slut. My mom had been a cheerleader, and she was a great wife. Felicity had white panties that she lost while Carla peeled off a pair of purple ones, cotton that came from a pack.

They both lifted their left legs, their bushes dripping with their excitement. I smiled and dropped to my knees I slipped on Carla's then Felicity's garters, working the green band of lace up and up their thighs until they were bonded.

They shuddered as Lance's Golden Power claimed them.

"Oh, yes," Carla gasped, tears in her eyes. "I'm Lance's Concubine-Maid. He's my husband."

"Our husband," Felicity said. "With Bella as his wife. We're just junior wives, but... Thank you for sharing your husband with us, Bella."

I rose and they both hugged me and kissed me, one tasting of my sour ass and the other of my sweet pussy. I was so glad to welcome them into the harem. I knew Lance would get so much pleasure from them. They would serve him and protect him.

I knew something was coming. The Imprisoned were restless in the mansion. I could feel it throbbing through the yellow garter on my thigh. I broke the kiss with them and smiled at them. I rubbed my nose against theirs.

"Welcome to Lance's harem," I purred. "Welcome to the fight to keep the world safe."

~~*~~

Nancy Heres

I strode into Towers, my favorite adult store to shop at. My maid's uniform swirled around my thighs. There was something that my Nephew-Master's harem needed: sex toys. Dildos. Vibrators. Butt plugs. Anal beads. Strap-on harnesses. Double-headed dildos. They needed all manner of wicked things to keep themselves satiated.

We only had one cock in Hayward Manor. He could only do so much despite how virile he was. The girls and women us maids recruited to serve him would need sources to release their frustration. Sex toys.

Lots and lots of sex toys.

"My, my, look at you," said a girl with Dusky skin of the Middle East. But she was no demure Muslim girl with her head wrapped up in a hijab to hide her glossy, black hair. No, this slut wore a tight belly shirt that molded about her round boobs, leaving her midriff bare. She had a pierced bellybutton, a golden charm dangling off it of a crescent moon. Another piercing beaded her nose. Her jeans rode low on her hips, a thong peeking out. "Are you a sex slave or a lifestyle slave?"

"I am," I purred, feeling the red garter on my thigh. I really didn't know what the difference between the two was, but I was one of those. Both. I looked up and down on her, holding my cedar box under my arm. I had a feeling I would meet a girl like her here. "I'm owned by my nephew, Lance Hayward. I'm one of his many maids."

"Hot," the Arabic girl said. She had a slight accent, but clearly she had rejected her Conservative culture.

"Do you have a tramp stamp?" I asked the girl. She looked like a slut. Her fires burned out of control. That was delicious. Just what I needed to find.

"Want to see it?" she asked and turned around. She bent over, her thong sliding out of the crack of her ass that was just visible with how low her jeans hung on her hips. She had an Arabic word surrounded by swirls of letters, all flowing together. "Hot, right."

"Mmm, what does it say?" I asked

"Sharmota," she said and giggled. "My father is furious. He won't even let me come home now."

"Ever been gangbanged?" I asked as she turned around to face me, a playful gleam in her eyes.

She arched a thin eyebrow at me. "You?"

"Oh, many times," I purred. "Before I was given my garter by my nephew."

"Me, too!" She trembled there. "Nothing like having a cock in all your holes. Mmm, just being stopped up so tight while they fuck me. Or licking cum out of a girl's pussy. I do love leftovers. I've done some nasty, nasty things. Even fucked my uncle once."

I smiled and I opened my box. I pulled out an orange garter. Her eyes focused on it. She whimpered in delight, her entire body shaking. She ripped off her belly shirt, her round tits coming into view. They were such perky delights.

I loved how firm they were. My pussy clenched as she unsnapped her jeans next and wiggled her hips. A few of the men shopping gathered around, noticing the girl getting naked. The slut was just a delicious treat. She stepped out of her jeans, losing her shoes in the process. She wore a cute pair of ankle socks.

She ripped off her thong. I smiled in delight at the golden ring threaded through her clit. It was a delicious thing to witness. Just a wonderful delight to see. I was so ready to just fall to my knees and eat her out.

I did sink to my knees, but only to slide the garter up her thigh. The girl groaned, her boobs jiggling as the orange lace looked so delicious against her dusky thigh. Her pussy dripped juices as she put her foot down.

"Kess ommak," she groaned. "Oh, I'm his. I'm owned by him."

"Mmm, what did that mean. That curse?"

"Fuck your mother," she purred. "Ooh, this is awesome."

"Good." I rose, my face growing stern. "I'm Mistress. You will address me with respect. You will obey every command I or Master Lance gives. If you don't, I will whip your ass and make you howl. Do you understand me?"

"Yes, Mistress," she gasped.

I cupped her pussy, my fingers thrusting into her cunt. "You're Master Lance's Slut-Maid, and you will channel that horniness toward his cause. We have a war to wage. Our fiery passions have to burn for him."

"Him!" she moaned. "I love him! I'm his!"

"Of course you are, slut," I purred and pulled my fingers out. "Now, what's your name."

"Alisha," she purred. "Alisha, Mistress."

"Good." I licked my fingers, savoring the spicy flavor of her cunt. "Now, I want to buy the best sex toys you have. We're going to need lots of them. Charge it to the Hayward Account, then we're out of here. You don't work here any longer, do you?"

"No, Mistress," she breathed. "Mmm, I know all the best toys."

I smiled. I bet she did.

~~*~~

Ms. Lynette Docea

After the "meeting" in Dean White's office, Lance sent us off to class. But I didn't care about teaching my class. I would never come back to this school. I just had to recruit one more maid to serve him. Another Wise-Maid as I started to think of them. Girls with wisdom who could understand our enemy. We had to find those creatures that weren't imprisoned.

They were out there, weren't they? We had to find them. Understand them. I needed intelligent girls. Ones who knew modern technology as well as the classics. Logic, mathematics, history, philosophy, theology, and computer science. These were all valuable skills I would need for my girls.

I entered the computer lab. Mr. Jordan looked up from his desk. "Oh, hey Lynette. Um, did you need something?"

"Just one of your students," I said, my skirt rustling around my thighs. I had no shame in being here dressed as a maid. I set my cedar chest down on his desk. "Sorry to steal your best from you, but she's needed."

"Of course, of course," he said. "Asuka, right?"

I smiled and opened the chest. I pulled out the gray garter. The third I would hand out. "Yes."

I glanced at the students. There were twelve boys and one girl in this class. They were all focused on their screens, typing away. They were writing code. It was not my area of expertise at all. I didn't know what the strange language they were working in meant. I mean, it was words I knew but they didn't make sense to me.

But that was why the harem needed a wide breadth of knowledge. I knew history, Mrs. Johnson the classics and mythology, and Mrs. White knew logic and philosophy. These were all important, but Asuka could bring something else to the harem.

She was a slender girl with her black hair held back by a hairband. She wore a simple dress with white leggings. The Japanese girl stared at the screen through a pair of black-rimmed glasses. She typed fast, her code appearing on the screen.

I held out the garter to her.

She froze in mid-type. Her head turned slowly. The Japanese girl gasped, color flooding her light-olive cheeks. She jumped to her feet, her cheap computer chair rolling back from her and thumping into the wall.

"Domo arigato, Docea-san," she said and immediately reached behind her to unbutton her dress.

"You're welcome," I purred as she pulled off her dress in a single go. She had on a white bra. Cheap and utilitarian. She shoved off her tights and caught her panties. She peeled both off, her bush thick and black. I loved how eager she was.

The garter was just that powerful. Women all craved it.

The sounds of typing dwindled as the boys realized that a girl was stripping naked. They whispered as she stepped out of her tights and panties, losing her saddle buckle shoes in the process. She then peeled off her bra, not even bothering to unfasten it. Her black hair swayed.

"Docea-san, this is... an honor," she breathed as she held out her left leg for me.

"I know," I said as I knelt, my big boobs jiggling in my bodice. I so loved my maid's uniform. It set me apart from other women.

I slipped the garter onto her leg. I worked it over her flesh. She quivered in delight. Her little boobies quivered. She had just such little tits. She was short, too, barely five feet tall. Her finger pushed up her glasses as I seated the garter on her.

I rose and pinched both her nipples. "You're Master Hayward's now."

"Hayward-dono," she breathed. "Yes, yes, I am his."

I smiled and kissed her. The boys groaned as my tongue thrust into her mouth. She whimpered as I kissed her with such passion. Chairs pushed back. The nerdy guys moved around us as they watched us make out. I quivered in delight.

I broke the kiss with Asuka and asked, "Do you know what tribadism is?"

She shook her head.

"Mmm, well, then you're in luck," I purred as I sank to the floor. "Come, join me. Let's scissor our legs and make love. It'll give these boys a treat. They won't ever be able to touch us, but they can at least watch us. It's important that us maids have a close relationship."

"Yes, Docea-san," she groaned and did as I instructed.

She scissored her legs with mine. I smiled and slid closer and closer. A few of the boys had their phones out. I smiled. Let the world see how two of Master Hayward's maids loved each other. It would just show his prowess.

I felt her garter tickling my right leg as we brought our pussies together. I was eager to feel her thick bush on my shaved cunt. I bet that would feel amazing. I shuddered as my skirt rustled. We came closer and closer together until it happened.

Her bush tickled my pussy.

I groaned at the feel of those thick curls on my twat. They felt just marvelous on me. I groaned as I pushed into that wonderful bush and ground my cunt on hers. She gasped, her eyes widening behind her glasses.

"Docea-san," she whimpered. "Sugoi."

"Yep," I said, not sure what those words meant, but the tone... She loved it.

I ground my twat against her pussy. I savored the pleasure that rippled through my body as our clits rubbed together. I shuddered, savoring that heat that spilled through my pussy. Her curls tickled my wonderful folds.

I trembled as I humped against her. She moaned, her small titties quivering. Her glasses shifted on her face as she humped against me. She whimpered in such cute ways. Her head tossed, her black hair dancing as we tribbed.

My skirt rippled around my waist. I loved the sound the cloth made. This was so delicious. So delightful. I savored grinding my cunt against hers, so ready to just burst with euphoria. I would have such a wonderful cum hump against her.

"Docea-san, this is good," moaned Asuka. "I have never done anything like this!"

"Mmm, I bet you haven't," I purred. "You're going to do so many hot things in the harem."

The watching guys groaned, no doubt wishing we'd do hot things to them, but they weren't Lance Hayward. They didn't have his golden power. His prowess. None of them had his virile cock, the best cock there was in existence.

Just thinking about being fucked by my Master had me grinding my cunt so hard into Asuka's furred muff. The Japanese girl moaned, her face twisting with delight as she humped back against me. Our clits rubbed together.

"Sugoi!" she moaned again.

"I know!" I shuddered, savoring the pleasure of this moment. It was just so delightful to trib this cute maid.

I trembled, my breasts jiggling. I loved how good this felt. How amazing it was to grind against Asuka's twat. I shuddered, loving how she felt against me. My face twisted in passion as my orgasm built and built.

"I'm going to cum!" I groaned.

"Damn," one of the watchers said. "Ms. Docea, I love you!"

"But you're not Master Hayward!" I groaned. "Sorry! Mmm, just watch as I climax on Asuka's pussy! Yes, yes, I'm going to drench her pussy in my cunt cream!"

They all groaned louder while I took pleasure from humping against Asuka. This was so wild having this delight before them. This was as close as they got. I was such a tease for doing this in front of them.

It made my cunt so hot as I ground it against Asuka's. Her curls tickled my clit and pussy lips. I shuddered, the eyes building my orgasm. The cutie moaned as she humped against me with such force. Her head tossed.

I could tell she was close to cumming. My clit sparked with delight.

Just a little more. I whimpered as I undulated my hips, grinding my clit in circles against her furred twat. She whimpered, humping back against me.

My clit ground on Asuka's. The pleasure sparked through me was so wonderful. I gasped and burst with delight. It was so amazing. The rapture swept through me. Stars burst across my vision as I came with her.

"Oh, Asuka!" I moaned, the watching boys all grinning. "Oh, Asuka, yes!"

"Iku!" she gasped.

"She's cumming, too!" one of the guys said. "This is so hot!"

Hot pussy juices gushed out of both our pussies, soaking her bush and my vulva. I shuddered, grinding against her. I savored all the delight rushing through my body. I rode the high. All these delights swept through me. They were marvelous. Just fantastic. I loved it so much.

My eyes squeezed shut as the rapture washed over my mind. It was such a wonderful treat. A hot delight to experience. I groaned, hitting the peak of my delight. I quivered here, my entire body trembling. The heat burned through me.

I smiled, loving this passion so much. I savored the heat bursting through me. I felt so good. Just fantastic I shuddered, loving all that hot pussy cream spilling between us. I humped against her as the pleasure died to bliss in me.

"Oh, my," I groaned.

"Docea-san," whimpered the Japanese cutie. "Watashi wa sono yorokobi o tanoshinda."

"Hmm,?" I asked her as I sat up.

"I enjoyed that pleasure," she moaned. "Domo arigato, Docea-san."

"You're welcome," I groaned. "Oh, my, that was good, but we have disrupted your class long enough. Your classmates need to get back to their coding."

"Yes, yes," said Mr. Jordan. "Come on, boys. Back to work." He clapped his hands. "We still have time left in the period. You can jerk off to those videos at your home. Yeah, I know you do that. I was your age once. Come on."

Asuka stood and I stood. She leaned in close to me. "They will truly... do that to us."

"Yes," I said, putting my arm around her. "But Master Hayward won't mind. He knows they'll never get to touch our bodies. To look sexy for our master means other men will also get to see us being naughty, but that's all they get. Now, let us go meet him."

"Hai," she whimpered, sounding so eager. "I would very much like to feel Hayward-dono's cock in me. I've only had sex with Black men. Will his dick be as good?"

"Far, far better," I said, shocked to learn Asuka had sex let alone with Black men. Was this petite thing a size queen? "Trust me. I've had a few Black men, and men of other races, and none of them can compare to Master Hayward."

She smiled.

We headed out of the classroom and made our way through the school. I sent a text message and quickly found out he was holding court in the cafeteria. We headed that way where he had Bella cuddled up against him, their lips met in a kiss while two new girls with green garters were sucking on his cock.