The work of a maid is not usually glamorous and this one was a bit weirder than most, I'd started work for this pretty handsome guy I have to admit, and he was wealthy I mean he lived in a huge house. Which in itself was a bit odd as he had cleaners in for the most of it, me possibly he employed just for the look of it, all I had to do was dust a few things. The uniform came as bit of a surprise as it's a real maid's outfit, the sort you see in summers! So now you're thinking the guy must have been an old pervert except he wasn't, well at least I didn't think so.
Everything had been going great, I was getting paid great money for doing almost nothing and hell if the guy got a kick out of watching me reach for the shelves so my ass was on show, let him. The trouble started when I was alone in the house and my curiosity got the better of me. I mean there were rooms that were locked that I must never enter, but what really tripped my interest was the amount of unmarked DVDs around the TV. The guy could afford to buy whatever he pleased right?
So alone I decided there would be no harm in looking at one of them. When it started I couldn't believe what I was seeing, there was a girl chained to the wall naked with what looked like whip marks all over her body. I was quite a bit freaked out about this and I know I should have stopped it right there, but when I saw my employer enter the picture all other thoughts went out of my head. Why had I never realised what an attractive man he was? This in itself confused me as on the screen I watched as he pinched the girls nipple and pulled it hard causing her to scream out loud, and his other hand went between her legs to pull the biggest dildo I'd ever seen out of her. At this she began to moan and writhe trying to keep it inside her, her body was sheathed in sweat and a flush had come over her neck and breasts, she was enjoying this?
I wasn't sure I understood this and yet my body was telling me that I was at least on some level becoming aroused because of it, I could feel the wetness between my legs reaching a hand down I was about to touch myself,
"Enjoying yourself?" his voice came from behind me. Trying to stand up and turn round I managed to tangle my legs and fall on my ass, I felt the blush rising as I looked into the face of my employer who looked not quite angry but a little amused.
Before I could even begin to apologise for what I knew was incredibly wrong of me he was towering over me. Kneeling he reached a hand between my legs and stroked my pussy through the flimsy panties I was wearing, I grasped his wrist to move his hand but he knocked my arm out of the way.
"What are you doing? Stop touching me."
"Best to learn now that's not the way to speak to me; you speak when I ask you to. As for what I'm doing, I'm giving you what you want." At that he grabbed my hair and yanked me forward so I was on all fours, his fingers slid under the now soaking fabric of my panties and slid right into my pussy. A gasp escaped me without me meaning to let it, it felt so good to have them inside me hearing the wet noises as he pushed them deeper inside made me realise just how turned on I was. But this wasn't my will, was it?
"See how quickly you give in to me, you've been begging for this since you started here always bending and reaching waving this sweet ass at me, well now you and I are going to get what we want." With that he pulled his hand away and slapped me across the ass hard enough to make me yelp with the sudden pain of it, leaving a smear of my own juices there it quickly cooled and the tingling sensation was something I hadn't experienced before. But I wasn't about to hang around to work through these feelings, this was wrong and I wasn't about to be treated like one of those weird girls on the films.
Pulling myself out of his grip I got to my feet and tried to run but he was right behind me and almost casually pushed me to the floor again, as he held me on the floor he lifted my skirt and smacked my ass again before rolling me onto my back. Straddling me he casually grabbed my wrists and held them both in one hand and forced them above my head, leaning close to me he whispered