Mistress's home again
Rose was having her break from Bernice, in the kitchen preparing snacks with one well-worn stocking over her head and another in her mouth. Judging from both hampers she and Madison were nearly done with their jobs prewashing Bernice's underwear. She still remembered how big that pile of dirty underwear had been. It was shameful beyond believe to realise how that whole pile had pretty much passed through their mouths, soaked with saliva rather than sweat, arousal and god knows what else.
She was just applying the last touches to her current snack when the doorbell rung making her blood run cold. It was probably Sally, it had to be. On one hand that meant that this horrible day was nearly over, on the other it meant that for the coming hour and a half she would have to keep these two horrid women happy.
"Slut two, drop whatever you are doing and get the door right now. I think your Mistress I home, you wouldn't want to let her wait now would you? Oh and don't you dare touch what's on your face and in your mouth. I know it'll be hard to properly greet her, so don't bother, I'll speak for you, now chop chop!" Bernice shouted in between moans as she was enjoying Madison's attention to her pussy way too much.
Groaning softly Rose instantly started making her way to the door on these horrid heels of hers. She was starting to get walking in them down pretty well by now, but she was certain they would always remain a pain to her poor feet and calves. Trying to brace herself as well as she possibly could Rose opened the door and just like expected she was greeted by the sight of Sally through the thin veil of Bernice's worn nylons.
At first Sally looked very surprised, not expecting her stepmother to be wearing a corset and heels, much less a stocking over her head, but as she carefully studied the woman's look, a big smile quickly formed on her face. "What's this supposed to mean bitch? Are you going on a raid or something? If you are I would suggest you wear some more comfortable shoes, also didn't I tell you not to wear anything but stockings? And aren't you supposed to greet me?" Sally asked with a laugh which quickly turned serious.
Unable to help herself Rose started trembling in fear. She still couldn't believe how much impact Sally's disapproval was starting to have on her. Then again after having been punished for each miss step it was no surprise either. Things should be the other way around, yet here she was. Standing in front of her stepdaughter nearly naked it was safe to say that things were very far from how they should be. Nothing about her past week was normal in the slightest.
It only started to get worse as well with Sally looking more and more displeased because she didn't speak up. Then again she could hardly make any noise that made much sense with a stocking stuffed in her mouth. She had to count on Bernice to take the word like she had promised, but the woman was taking her sweet time, moaning loudly in the back ground.
Eventually after what felt like a nerve wrecking eternity to Rose Bernice did speak up just when she feared Sally was going to punish her. "Ah Sally welcome, come on in. Please excuse the slight rudeness on your stepmother's part, it's my fault. She's currently mouth washing one of my stockings so she can't really talk much. She did indeed go on a raid, a raid of my hamper. As for her outfit I thought it was a nice improvement, of course if you don't like it we can help her out of it."
"Oh, now it makes sense with what an eager ass eater she is it surprises me that she didn't raid your panties. Aren't you afraid that that filthy mouth of hers will just make your stockings even dirtier than they were before? As for her outfit I love it, it's a huge improvement. Dressing her like a maid suits her with how her only real role in life is to serve her betters." Sally mocked giving her stepmother's nipples a hard tweak just because she felt like it. The muffled scream that followed basically confirmed that she had her mouth stuffed.
Then without further ado Sally took her stepmother's leash and walked her back into the living room where Bernice was slowly reaching her climax, clutching the back of Madison's head and forcing it tightly against her pussy. Rose felt for the girl, as she witnessed Bernice's juices gushing against her face, but then again her day hadn't been a lot better except for maybe the fact that she at least got a break every evening where Madison's duties were 24/7, then again Madison seemed to like it a lot more than she did so she didn't know if she should really feel sorry for her.
"Ah that was good, sorry about that Sally, but I refuse to be edged by a sub. This one here got me all worked up so she should finish the job before being allowed to do anything else. Why don't you get comfortable? Do you want something to drink? Also feel free to help yourself to any snack that might take your fancy." Bernice said as she pulled Madison's head out from between her thighs after coming down from her high.
"Hahaha, that's a great rule to live by, you're right only sluts should be edged. Well I would love a soda, that and a good orgasm myself. I have been dying all day to use that present you gave me and I guess there is no time like the present. Why don't you go fetch me that drink slut?" Sally laughed as she gave her stepmother's ass a firm pat before fishing out the dildo she had apparently carried in her bag all day long. It was the last thing Rose saw before scurrying off to the kitchen for the drink. After her week so far, just doing maid duties in her uncomfortable revealing uniform felt like a blessing.
When she returned a few minutes later carrying her Mistress's drink Rose was shocked to find Madison on her back on the couch. The girl's ass was propped up on the armrest, high up in the air where Sally was already relentlessly pounding her pussy. In the mean time her head was reclined onto the couch seating with Bernice sitting square on it facing Sally. Judging from how Bernice was lazily toying with her pussy, Madison was definitely eating her ass. The fact that the women had put a plate of snacks onto Madison's torso, using her as a table while having a conversation during all of this made it look very absurd.