Yo-yo Chronicles Ch. 06: Maid Service

"Mr. Morris, there's no getting around it, washing around the toilet and brushing the bowl are not fun," she said. "Some of us who come from Asia have been taught in our religions that it is impure and unholy to do that for anyone except our own families, but because we love America, we had to learn to get the job done.

"The first step is to clear everything from the area around the toilet, so we can see what we're doing. As Nora spreads her legs wide to help you, you must reach up and grab one of her cheeks with each hand and pull them apart. Do you need a tug? No, you don't. That's beautiful, Mr. Morris. Please pull them wider. Do you see all that dark stuff up and down the crack. That's hair that's fallen onto the tile floor, and it needs to be mopped up, Mr. Morris. Start pushing your pink mop inside the area you opened up and mop up that damp, smelly hair. There, you got it. A little harder and faster with the mop, please."

After I pulled open Nora's cheeks, my head was adjusted on the pillows so my tongue could start licking up and down her crack. On the way up and down, I went over the wrinkled bud in the middle, but I tried to go over it fast. The hair tasted and smelled much worse than the hair around Victoria's vagina. I was starting to get dizzy from the atmosphere.

"Very good, Mr. Morris," said Gertrude. "You did a good job around the toilet. Now it's into the toilet with your brush. Nora's going to lift the toilet seat by pushing out hard to open it up, and then you're going to stick your pink toilet brush deep inside and brush all around the bowl."

She stopped when she heard me retching. "Just a minute, Nora," she said. "He sounds like some of us did the first time we had to clean the bowl. Let him recover for a minute."

After a minute, there was a tug. I opened my eyes and looked up. There was Nora's giant ass above me like a wrecking ball that was about to smash my head into little pieces. I shuddered.

"OK, Mr. Morris, let's start with your hands again. Spread her wide, wider. That's it. Now Nora, start pushing like you do when -- well you know. You did remember to go before you came to Mr. Morris's room like I told you. Good. We don't want any accidents.

"OK, Mr. Morris, you can start. Yes, lick across it like that. Good. That's it. Now push your pink toilet brush out more when you're licking. Now push it inside as far as it will go. Deeper! That's it! Now open your mouth wide, because the toilet is going to open even wider and push down on you. Nora can open pretty wide down there. That's good. It looks like half your head is buried between her cheeks. Keep the brush going inside the toilet. I see her squirming, so you're doing fine. Breathe through the hair around the toilet with your nose. That's it.

"Now Nora's going to use her fingers in front while you use your tongue in back. There she goes. Do you feel how that makes her spasm around your tongue? She's starting to move on your face. You may need to hold your breath pretty soon because she's pushing your head further in, and she might swallow a lot of your face. Get ready. You may not hear me if your ears are covered. Just lie there and hold your breath."

As Nora squirmed and pushed her spreading buttocks over my face, I tried to hold my breath, but finally I couldn't. I was suffocating. I was going to die with my tongue inside her ass, a horrible stench in my nose and a nauseating taste in my mouth. I was feeling faint. My life was almost over, and then I felt her come down hard, pushing me in even deeper.

Suddenly, with a loud sloppy sound, she was off of me. I felt her insides pulling away from my face and I saw light. I gasped for breath and began crying.

"There, there, Mr. Morris, the worst is over," said Gertrude. "Cleaning the bowl is never fun. You've learned that now, I think."

Through my tears, I began begging. I would give the Liberated Maids of America a generous donation to further their good work. I would recommend the organization to everyone I knew. I would do anything they wanted. I tried to sound coherent through my tears, but Prudence wasn't helping. She had her mouth on me again and was sucking and bobbing and sending me almost through the ceiling before she stopped just short of letting me orgasm. The pain in my groin was growing stronger, and I felt like I was going to lose my mind if I didn't come soon.

"We don't want your money, Mr. Morris. We want your understanding. Once you get a real grasp on all the things hotel maids do for you, we know you'll help us spread the word. We think this intervention is going great so far, and we're almost done, so let's not let this opportunity go to waste.

"Brett is next up, and she won't take long. She's going to demonstrate how to fluff the pillows."

I was lying on the bed in a heap, but suddenly I felt two strong hands grab my shoulders and pull me up. At first I thought Brett was a muscular man, a bodybuilder. But despite the buzz haircut, she had breasts and was wearing a maid's uniform. She pulled me to the edge of the bed and sat me down. The bed was high and my feet dangled. She sat down next to me on my left. She was big, and her feet didn't dangle.

I felt her right arm moving across my back until it got to my right side, and then she put it around me and grabbed my chest with a strong hand and began pulling me forward and toward her, slowly but firmly. I tried to lean back, but she was much stronger than I, and slowly my body was pulled across her, until my head was hanging on the other side of her legs and my ass was on her lap. I wanted to scream because I knew what was coming, but my mouth was frozen.

"We fluff a lot of pillows every day," said Gertrude. "We have to slap them into shape so they are nice and plump. I'd say one of us probably slaps at least 50 or 60 times each shift. Brett isn't going to do that many, but we think that 25 for your pillows should give you a good idea. I'll count them off for her. One."

When Brett's huge hand came down on my bare ass, I screamed so loud that I thought everyone in the hotel must have heard me. Someone quickly stuffed a hand towel in my mouth. As she continued, the pain radiated from my cheeks into every cell of my body. I thought it couldn't get any worse, but it did, because although Brett never changed her force, the cumulative effect was agonizing. When she stopped, the towel was taken from my mouth, and I was sobbing uncontrollably. I felt like a mass of painful jelly, no longer a human being.

"That was great, Mr. Morris," said Gertrude after Brett pushed me back onto the bed. "Brett really put a lot of emotion into fluffing the pillows, which makes the work go well and also is great on video.

"Now we're bringing back our favorite cute little slut, Prudence, who's going to teach you the final two lessons, opening the drain and spraying the counter. Both are important, because for a room to be made up properly, every detail needs to be attended to.

"Here she is, the naked little cutie. Is she turning you on? She's been preparing you for this part all morning. OK, Prudence."

Prudence went right to my tool and sucked it halfway down her throat. Then she used her tongue on it inside her mouth, rubbing it over the head and the sides, all the while sucking hard. I was thrusting up at her mouth in a second, making loud sighing noises despite the intense pain in my rear. Then she released me, and I screamed in frustration.

She watched my penis slowly fade and said sweetly, "OK, Mr. Morris, just one more time, and then I think you'll be ready." Once more she put me through the same agony, and once again I screamed.

"Now, Mr. Morris, you have to help me show you about opening the drain and spraying the counter. This will be new to you, so I'm going to move some pillows around to help support you, so you don't hurt yourself. Please do everything I tell you very slowly and it will all work out.

"First, I want you to lie on your back on this stack of pillows here. I'll add more if I need to. Now I want you to lift your feet straight up in the air. That's it. Now swing them slowly back toward your head. Slowly, that's it. I'm behind you and I'm going to grasp your ankles and help you, but I want you to pull them back with me and very slowly so your back muscles don't get pulled.

"OK, wait. The girls are going to shove some more pillows under your back as it comes off the bed. Good. OK, now we're almost there. Your feet are behind your head now, which is where we want them. Now lift your arms straight up in the air. That's it.

"Now the right arm will come down and out, crossing over the right leg and going down to grab onto the sheet. Now move the left arm down and over the left leg and grab the sheet. That's it. Perfect.

"Mr. Morris, you are now in the Viennese Oyster position. I love to get in this position with my boyfriend, because it lets him push in so deep inside me that he almost comes out of my mouth. Only kidding, Mr. Morris.

"Of course, you don't have a vagina, but do you feel how your asshole is pushed out and pulled open with your legs like that? And you're all clean in there from before. You look so inviting that I could just eat you up. Oops, I'm not supposed to be silly like that.

"Seriously, this is all about opening the drain. Some girls try to use rubber gloves when they do this, because you know what stuff you often find in the drain, don't you? There's hair, and you've got plenty of it around your drain. And there's sweat and grease, like the grease I'm pushing inside you now with my fingers. And there can be semen and who knows what other disgusting stuff. But we still have to get in there. I find that gloves just get in the way, so I just end up using my fingers and hands. As soon as I'm finished, I wash them with antibacterial soap.

"OK, I think I stuffed a quart of grease inside you. Do you feel all smooth and slippery inside?"

My mind recoiled in horror as her fingers worked. I tried to move away from them, but I could only shift slightly, because I had locked myself into position for her.

Finally, the grease stopped. Prudence leaned over and kissed me on the cheek and said, "Now this will be easiest if you try to relax and go with the flow. Don't think about it or resist it, just think relax, relax, relax. I'll talk you through it.

"OK, when I come across a clogged drain, the first thing I do is stick my index finger in, like this and see if I can dislodge it easily. Usually I have to put in the second finger, like this, for more leverage. If that doesn't push it open, I add the third finger, which just went in so smoothly, you probably hardly noticed it, and if the drain is large enough, I put in the fourth finger. Oh, I think you tensed up there. I felt I had to push a little, and that can hurt. Relax, relax, relax.

"See how the four fingers are going in and out. The great thing about this position for you is you can clearly see my fingers at work. OK, now steady. I'm going to remove one of the pillows from behind your head. I want to drop your upper body and head down a little. We'll move the pillow below you so it helps push your legs even further back. See how your legs are now coming down over your head and also pushing your penis closer to you. I just put some grease on it, and I want you to start stroking it.

"You say you'd rather I finish sucking you off. I promise I will the next time you stay here. You are a really nice man, no matter what Gertrude says, and you are so cooperative. I think you've really learned your lesson. But I'm busy with the drain right now, so I have to let you take care of spraying the counter. Come on, Mr. Morris, please do it for me. That's a good boy.

"Now just gentle stroking for now. It was wilting again, but I see that I worked you up so much that it's responding to your fist pumping it. Now slow and steady.

"I'm putting four fingers into the drain and pulling them out. Now I'm tucking my thumb in behind the four fingers. See that didn't make any difference at all. I'm into the drain almost all the way to the second knuckle, and the drain is very tight. I'm going to start pushing a little bit, not hard. The drain is going to feel some pressure, but try to relax and let it happen. It will happen anyway, but if you tense up it will hurt more.

"The gentle pressure is continuing. It's still too tight for my hand, but the grease inside the drain is helping smooth things, and I feel I'm almost there. There, look! My hand just slid in all the way to my wrist.

"Don't worry about what you're saying, Mr. Morris. Groan as loud as you want to. Yes, scream, too. We don't need to put a towel in your mouth. Your voice is almost gone, so your scream is very soft now. Let your emotions come out. Curse and yell if you have the breath to do it. Once you've finished responding, get your hand going on yourself again. We're getting close to the end. Remember, we still have to spray the counter.

"OK. I'm going to pull my hand out of the drain now and then right back in it goes. Did you see how much easier that was? Slowly in and out, in and out. Now let's add a finger from the other hand. Now two. See when I push to the side as I go in, it opens you up wider and it's much easier to get additional fingers in. Now, I've got the first hand going in and out, and I'm gently pushing the second hand. It won't take long this time.

"There we go. Let's stop and take a look. Two of my hands all the way into the drain. Aren't you glad it's my little hands and not Brett's? Go ahead, Mr. Morris, don't hold it in. Let your emotions out while I pull them both out together. I know that was a tough one, but see, it's already easier for the two hands to go in. Yes, I know it doesn't feel good, but I'm moving them in and out together now as smooth as silk.

"I'm going to leave one hand inside now while the other one goes in and out a few times. Now I'm going to try to start the second hand going out while he first one goes in. There, I did it. Now there's a hand pulling out of the drain as the other one pushes in. Let's speed it up. Wow! That looks great. We're almost done. Start pumping yourself a little harder.

"Brett, would you please come over here. My hands are all greasy, and I need your help. Please take a couple more pillows from behind Mr. Morris' head and upper back and bring them around the other side to push his ass higher. That's it. See now, Mr. Morris, we have your whole body in an arc above you. See how your big dick is right in front of your mouth. It's one of the nicest dicks I've ever sucked, and I hope you come back to this hotel and let me make this up to you some day.

"Open your mouth, Mr. Morris. Come on, Mr. Morris, let's get this finished. My hands are starting to get tired of going in and out of you. You're not enjoying it either. That's it, open it wider. OK, Brett. Move some more pillows. See how your legs are falling over your head, Mr. Morris, and pushing our dick right at your mouth.

"Brett is going to put it in your mouth. Don't try to fight her, or she'll just squeeze your nose shut until you have to open your mouth to breathe. There, it's in. OK, that's enough, Brett. We don't want to choke you. I know it's filling your mouth, but you can breathe around it and through your nose. For now, I just want you to keep on pumping on the part that's not in your mouth. Don't speed up yet.

"Now I'm almost finished. I'm going to take one hand out of you and reach way down in the drain with the other hand. See how I don't have to use much pressure at all and my arm is sliding in the drain as smooth as silk. Look at the grease squirting out the side. Don't say anything. Save your strength to keep whacking yourself with your fist. I'm almost to the elbow; I think I can get even further, but I'm not going to try.

"OK, we're ready for the grand finale. I see all three of our video girls are getting in position to get this from every angle.

"Brett is going to come back and help us with the finale. It's going to be spectacular. Ready, Brett? OK, Mr. Morris, you know what to do. Keep using your hand, but now you need to also start sucking as hard as you can. Why are you crying? We're almost done, and I promise you that the next time you're in town, I'll make it up to you.

"Aw, come on Mr. Morris. We're waiting. Remember, the room isn't clean until the counter is sprayed. There. That's a good sport. I see you trying to suck. Just breathe through your nose and suck as hard as you can. Remember, I'm the expert. That's it. Keep pumping. Get ready Brett. I think he's almost there. This is looking great.

"OK, Brett. I can tell he's spurting into his mouth. Look, some of it is coming out his nose. OK, Brett. Quick. Grab it and pull it out of his mouth and now spray it all over the counter. Cover the counter from one end to the other, from the forehead all the way to the chin. He's got a lot of come, and I love that. It's still coming out. He looks like his face was dipped into vanilla sauce. It's in his eyes and up his nose, so he has to open his mouth. Yes, put it back in his mouth and let it get soft there so he can get every drop. That looks so delicious. If you want, Brett, start cleaning his face off with your fingers by pushing his semen from everywhere into his mouth. Great. Good job, Brett.

"Mr. Morris, get ready. While Brett is giving you more to eat, I'm going to start pulling out of you. We're going to do one more thing for the cameras. When my hands get close to the entrance to your drain, I'm going to ball them both up into fists and put them side by side. I'll pull them out as slowly as I can, so the camera can see the two fists coming out and opening you up so wide that I could probably put my whole head inside you. Don't worry. I couldn't stand the smell. Only kidding.

"OK, my fists are ready. Just relax. There's lots of grease and you're already stretched really wide. Just a little more stretch. I feel like you're giving slowly. You're whimpering, and your voice is getting higher. I think we're almost there. Yes, go ahead, scream your head off. It's working. You're opening up. Whoa! Did you see how fast they came out. And look at that hole. It looks like it's never going to close. Only kidding Mr. Morris. It's getting smaller already. It's only going to hurt for a week or two, and then it will be as tight as you are with your money.

"No, I'm only kidding again. I'm sure that you are going to be a very generous man. Here, let me wash some of the come off your face with this washcloth, so I can kiss you. Don't forget the next time you're in town, I'll be waiting right here for you at this hotel. We're both going to have a lot of fun next time, not like today."

I've been back to Seattle on business many times but always booked a hotel on the other side of town. Over the years, I've run into some of the women again. Once, there was a note Gertrude left on my pillow at a hotel in another city. It said, "Thank you so much for your generosity, Mr. Morris. All of us are happy for all your success." I never saw her.

Every once in a while, I saw maids wearing that vacuum cleaner LMA pin, and sometimes I've even run into women wearing it at restaurants and stores. At first, I was frightened and didn't know how to respond. Now I try to ignore it. But I always have a spooky feeling that they've seen the video of me.

I ran into Prudence again about a year later in another city. She was putting her key into a door down the hall as I was leaving my room. When she saw me and I saw her, I tried to get back into my room quickly and close the door, but she was too fast for me.

She ran up to me and gave me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. "How are you, Mr. Morris?" she said. "I almost quit LMA after the night with you. I know I behaved badly. Will you ever forgive me? I see you still don't have a wedding ring. Don't you ever want to have a family? I want to have four children. I broke up with my superstitious boyfriend after I was with you. He was nothing in comparison to you. My real name is Olya, like on this tag. Mr. Morris, is there any way I can do something good for you to make up for the terrible things I did to you before?"