Melissa "Missy" van Zandt was thrilled beyond words at the happy new life she was living. Now, her entire life revolved around sex and sexual pleasures. She was fucking and sucking around the clock and she loved it. Right now, the pretty girl was on her knees sucking a huge, fat cock while another pretty young thing was eagerly licking her pussy. This was the life she wanted, the life she needed, although she never would have discovered that had certain events not happened in her life.
Missy was thrilled that she had finally been accepted and was now a part of this loving, kinky family. Had things not gone the way that they did, none of this would have happened. To a happy slut like Missy, the thought of going without sex this wonderful was a horror she never wanted to experience. She loved sucking big cocks and taking them in her horny pussy. She devoured cocks and she knew she was getting better at loving them. She also loved the sweet, syrup taste of pussy and how it made her tongue tingle. Her new favorite number was certainly
sixty-nine
. It was almost difficult for her to remember a time when she had not felt like this. She loved being a servant and a sex toy for everyone's amusement. She never wanted to go back to being the girl she had been just a short time ago.
The girl she had been, that Missy, was used to a life of privilege. She came from a home where she had a large swimming pool and oodles of clothes and shoes and a maid of her own. She loved being waited on hand and foot and she knew that she could be a demanding little bitch. Now she channeled that demanding attitude in an entirely new direction.
When her parents' money vanished due to some unscrupulous brokers and several bad investments, Missy didn't know just what to do. Her servants were to become the least of her worries. Missy had been in university studying fashion and design and was doing quite well in her academic life. She had a heavy course load, but was handling it well. Fashion was an expensive field to pursue, but Missy's family could afford to help her. In addition to her tuition being paid, Missy lived well. She had a nice apartment and the maid hired by her indulgent parents came to clean it once a week.
The axe fell swiftly and the changes were equally fast and relentless. Now she was on her own without a clue as to what to do next. Some of her childhood friends had also been swindled out of their monies. Missy soon discovered how her friends had coped with the loss of their privileges. More than a few of her friends who had gone the route of marrying a rich husband. Some of her prettier girlfriends had found themselves a Sugar Daddy. That wasn't the way Missy wanted things for herself. Any guy who shared her bed would have to be young and hung. She still believed that she could fend for herself. She might have been a rich and spoiled young lady, but Missy also possessed a strong sense of self. She believed if left to her own devices, she would learn to fend for herself.
As Missy licked and sucked cock and felt her pussy tremors, she laughed inwardly. Even then before her life had changed so drastically, she had been a wanton little slut deep down. She hadn't found her way here yet, but the foundation for the perverted little Missy had been there all the same.
Missy could have found her path, but she could
not
have handled "doing without". She was a very pretty girl and wanted to dress and present herself the way that a pretty girl needed to. Missy wanted to continue to enjoy herself and be surrounded by the luxuries she had grown up with. Fortunately for Missy, her maid had become a friend and a confidante. It only took about half a day for the girl to clean up after Missy because the pampered rich princess just happened to be a neat freak. The rest of the maid's day was spent hanging out with Missy, drinking a bit too much and enjoying life. It was her maid / friend Bella that eventually came to Missy's rescue.
"I only worked for your family to earn some extra mad money," the attractive ebony beauty said to the slender redhead she considered a good friend. "I work full time for a really rich family, the Pelletiers."
"Aren't those the people who own the brewery?"
"Yes, that's them and they also own about 10 other local and nationwide businesses," Bella said as she finished her drink. "They pay really well and they're very nice, a lot of fun to work for. They're always looking for new servants, I happen to know that they need a new maid."
"A maid? Me? Bella, you know that I've never even had a part-time job," the 19-year old Missy exclaimed. "I have zero experience. Why would they hire me?"
"On my recommendation," Bella told her as she stretched out languidly. "You know how to clean, most of the time, this apartment is spotless. They're fun to work for, they pay well and get this - you'd be able to live there for FREE and continue your education at night."
"I'd have to give up my apartment?"
"Let's get serious here, girl. You can't really afford it for much longer and the Pelletier family like all of their staff to be close by most of the time," Bella said to Missy. "They can be very demanding, but that's why they pay so well. Believe me Missy, you'd be moving up in the world. Their place has everything and you would get to meet a lot of interesting people. I think that you and Mrs. Pelletier would hit it off - she's really nice."
"I'll think about it."
"Come on Missy, what's to think about? You can't afford to stay in school full-time and you can't afford the rent on this place. All the money you would earn would pay for your bills and a LOT more than that. Just take me up on my offer, 'kay? I'm calling Alex - that's Mrs. Pelletier - and telling her that I've found a new maid," Bella told her friend.
"Slow down Bella, whoa, just hold it, hold it, I'm still not sure I can do this," Missy had argued. "Besides, won't they want to interview me first or something?"
Bella shook her head and smiled her usual dazzling smile. Missy had often found herself wondering why her best girl buddy didn't date more because the ebony beauty was so incredibly sexy in her way. With a 5'7" figure, mocha skin and eyes that were dark and soulful, she could have had her pick of anyone. When the two women hit the town, they never had to pay for a single drink or cover charge. If they danced and shook their gorgeous little booties, many drinks were usually waiting for them. A producer of adult films had even left his card on the table with an offer. The note said he'd triple the offer if her "cute redheaded friend" decided to join her.
Bella was prepared for Missy's reluctance with a perfect response. "Alex trusts me, she knows I wouldn't recommend anyone I didn't think could handle working for them," Bella said just before she started talking on the phone. In a few more minutes, everything was settled. Missy was to start her new job in two weeks, giving her just enough time to pack up her clothes and any other essentials. She would give her notice on her apartment and move the rest of her things over a bit at a time. What she didn't need could either go in storage or be thrown away. "Alex likes to spoil her staff with sexy little gifts," Bella told her now-former employer and friend. "You won't want for a thing, believe it! As for what to do, stay close to me and I promise I'll give you some pointers."
Missy thanked God when she heard that. She was once again without a clue on how to handle things. She likened it to being thrown in the deep end of a swimming pool and being told to learn how to swim - fast. A more apt analogy would have been being thrown into a pool infested with piranha.
Once she was standing in her new room, Missy's reaction was stunned silence at the outset. "This bedroom is bigger than my entire fucking apartment!" She breathed as Bella laughed. "I get to live in all of this?" She found herself wondering if she might be participating in one of those reality shows without her knowledge.
"Well,
we
do," Bella corrected her. "We're going to be sharing a room."
