Owning A Maid Harem Ch 20

Characters

Main Characters

Lance Hayward:

New Master of Hayward Manor.

Cali:

The purple-eyed maid with a mysterious past. Has the Golden Garter.

Maria Hayward:

Lance's mother. Has the Silver Garter and is his Mommy-Maid.

Kylie Hayward:

Lance's little sister. Has the Pink Garter and his Little Sister Maid.

Ms. Lynette Docea:

Lance's history teacher. Has the Light-Blue Garter and is his Teacher-Maid.

Nancy Heres:

Lance's aunt and mother's sister. Has the Red Garter and is his Aunt-Maid.

Bella Miles:

Lance's best friend. Has the Yellow Garter and is his Maid-Wife.

The Daughter Maids - Bronze Garters

Angela Hayward:

Lance's daughter with his mother.

Virginia Hayward:

Lance's second daughter with his mother.

The Virgin Maids - Pink Garters

Ashley:

Student

Brenda

: Student

Janiqua:

Student

Tabitha

: Kylie's best friend

The Wise-Maids - Gray Garters

Asuka:

Student

Mrs. Johnson:

Teacher

Mrs. White:

Dean

Sister Martha Ruth:

Nun at St. Theresa

The Slut-Maids - Orange Garters

Alisha:

Shop girl

Deborah

: Aunt Nancy's eldest daughter.

Izzy:

Aunt Nancy's youngest daughter.

The Concubine-Maids - Green Garters

Alice:

Student

Carla:

Cheerleader

Felicity:

Student

Gloria:

Student

Mrs. Miles:

Bella's mother

Veronica:

Student

Other Characters

Abigail Wright:

Curator at the Museum of Neolithic History

Aleister Hayward:

Brought the manor from England to America

Clint Hartford:

Groom going to marry Opal Kenning

Coach Richards:

Teacher

Ji-Woo Im:

Runs Happy Touch Massage Parlor

Mortimer Hayward:

Lance's dead uncle, previous owner of Hayward Manor.

Mr. Carter:

Teacher

Mr. Jordan:

Teacher

Opal Kenning:

Bride going to marry Clint Hartford.

Rick Reynolds:

Groom goign to marry Rita Carlyle.

Rita Carlyle:

Bride going to marry Rick Reynolds.

Sister Shannon Ester:

Nun at St. Theresa, killed by Malevolence

Seo-Yun Choe:

Masseuse at Happy Touch Massage Parlor

Young-Ja Choe:

Masseuse at Happy Touch Massage Parlor

The Imprisoned

The Gizzamuluke

The Hagazim

Lady Smiles

The Maggotborn

Malevolence

The Misshapen

The Ripper

Smiles

The Seductress

The Stalker

The Twin

The Weeper

The Woods

A Bride Becomes a Naughty Maid

Nancy Heres

Us senior maids were getting ready to head out and recruit more sluts (and more boring women) to be maids. I knew where I was going. The Happy Touch Massage Parlor. It was the sort of place that promised just the sort of women I wanted.

Sluts who would be able to give Master Lance a wonderful massage.

Possibly with their pussies impaled on his cock.

"Okay girls," said Maria, her hand resting on her stomach. She had probably been bred

again.

She was popping out daughters for my nephew. It was kinky. "Let's sweep through the house. It really needs a good cleaning!"

"Yes, Mrs. Hayward!" chorused from most of them, with a few, "Yes, Aunt Maria," and, "Yes, Mommy," scattered throughout. All three of my Slut-Maids were on cleaning duty along with the Concubine-Maids, the Scholar-Maids, the Daughter-Maids, and the Virgin-Maids. Cali watched on, her purple eyes flicking over them.

"Good, good," said Maria. "Get going!"

I headed with Lynette, the Teacher-Maid. She was dressed in her uniform, like me, a light-blue garter on her thigh. She walked beside me as we headed to the cars. Kylie and Bella would be leaving a little later.

"Where are you heading?" I asked Lynette as we reached the garage. We both had our personal vehicles here. So did my sister and Bella's mother.

"The museum," she said.

I shook my head in disbelief. What sort of sluts would you find at the museum. Oh, right, none. Just women who were super boring. But that was what most of the other senior maids wanted. Good girls. Virgins. Boring. They needed girls with fire. Who burned hot.

"Have fun," I said, shaking my head.

"And where are you going?" asked Lynette. "There aren't any legal brothels anywhere near here."

"Yeah, I'm not going to Nevada for recruiting." Yet. Maybe I could take Master Lance to the Bunny Ranch. That would be fun. "A Korean massage parlor. Get me a happy ending from an Asian cutie. It's the next best thing to legal."

"Oh." She looked shocked. "I thought those were a myth."

"They better not be," I muttered as I slipped into my car. I started her up and headed out. I realized my cell phone was in here. I checked it and saw a bunch of messages from a few guys I was seeing, plus about fifty matches on Tinder. I ignored all that crap. I didn't need those men. I had my nephew. He was man enough for all of us.

It took an hour and a half to drive into the city, not the town that was near the manor. I was feeling good as I headed into one of the seedier parts of town. The sort of wicked places I liked. Where the bars were dimly lit and a current of danger always electrified my pussy. Graffiti was everywhere, the sidewalks cluttered with trash. A homeless man slept on the corner beneath newspapers, a shopping cart full of assorted junk tethered to him by a rope tied to his wrist.

After grabbing my cedar box, I locked my car and headed for the door to the Happy Touch Massage Parlor. I headed inside to find a beautiful, Asian MILF in a lilac robe at the desk. She had her black hair falling down her back, a predatory gleam in her slanted eyes.

"Good day," she said in thickly accented English. "You want a massage? Best massage you get. I guarantee you leave happy."

"Oh, I better," I said. "I want a great massage with a wonderful finish. I just want to be

thoroughly

relaxed."

"No male masseuse," the woman said. She had a placard on her desk that read Ji-Woo Im. "Only women. You okay. They no lezzie, but will still give good finish."

"So long as I cum," I said.

"No sex," she quickly said. "They just give very good massage. Touch everywhere. Cannot help if you have a reaction."

I winked at her.

She pointed to the wall at pictures of young, Korean women. Eighteen or nineteen (or maybe twenty-five, it was so hard to tell with Asian women). "Seo-Yun and Young-Ja free. Which one you want. Both give very satisfying massage. You leave very happy. Complete massage. Very good finish. Yes, yes, pick. Both good."

I liked what I saw. Seo-Yun just had this round, cute face and a dazzling smile, but... There was fire in her eyes. She was a slut. Just the sort of woman that I wanted to make into a maid. If she proved herself in the massage, well...

Lance would be well-pleased.

"I'll take Seo-Yun," I said.

"Follow, follow!" she said. "Oh, yes, you pay now. Is $200 for full massage."

"Bill it to Hayward Manor. The estate will pay for it."

"Yes, yes, very good," she said, not batting an eye at my maid's get-up. I didn't even know how that worked, I just

knew

that the estate would pay for it. Lynette Docea and her maids would keep the books. And this woman would someone know how to bill it.

Which was great because our maid's uniforms didn't have pockets. No place to hold our cash. Well, maybe down the front of our dresses. That would be pretty hilarious, wouldn't it? I shuddered at that though as I followed Ji-Woo through a curtain of beads.

My skirt rustled about me and my round boobs jiggled. I hummed as we climbed up some tight stairs and into a hallway. It had an awful, brown carpet that ran down the middle with doors on either side. She went to one labeled 3.

"Here." She opened it to a room with a massage table, a few counters, a sink, and some cabinets. "You get naked. Get under towel if want. Lie face down. Seo-Yun be here soon."

"Excellent," I purred and headed inside, reaching behind me to unzip my uniform.

I was feeling so good as I stripped out of my low-cut maid's uniform. There were some hangers and a wooden dowel. I soon was naked. Well, I had my red garter on. I could never take that off. It was a part of me.

And it handled showers very well. It didn't even seem to get wet. It was very strange. It could be shifted up and down my leg, but it couldn't come off my knee. I hadn't

tried

to take it off. I just

knew

that it wouldn't work.

Naked, I sat on the bed, my leg crossed. I stared at the door as I waited for Seo-Yun to arrive. I just knew she would be a cutie. I flicked my tongue over my ruby lips, my heart beating a steady rhythm. I listened for sounds.

The walls were either well sound-proofed, or no one was getting a happy ending right now. I heard a faint creak in the hallway then a knock came on the door. It opened slowly and a head peeked in. The round-faced Korean masseuse flashed me a dazzling smile.

"Oh, my," she said. "I don't get to massage women that often."

"Just have to jerk off a bunch of old guys?" I asked.

She smiled at me. "I do very thorough massages. If some sort of reaction happens, that is not my intention."

I winked at her.

A naughty smile spread on her lips.

"Well, this is a change of pace. I don't mind. Some of the other masseuses have a problem with giving a woman an intimate massage, but not me." She stepped inside and closed the door. She wore a pink, kimono-style robe. Only it was short. It showed off all her legs. Her round breasts clearly pressed against it. "Well, I'll just take this off so I don't get oil on it."

She did, revealing she only had a thong on beneath. The Korean cutie had round, firm breasts with dark-brown nipples that thrust out hard. I didn't see any tattoos on her, but that didn't change the fact she felt wild. A naughty girl eager to pleasure me.

"You always give massages naked?" I asked.

"I'm wearing a thong," she said. "The oil... It gets everywhere. It's just easier this way. And it's not like it's illegal for me to be topless in private, no."

"Of course not," I said. "And if those breasts happen to touch me?"

"Accidents happen." She smiled. "Now, lie down. We'll start with your back and ass. I bet that needs quite a lot of work."

"Oh, you have no idea," I said. I

knew

that I would be giving her a garter, but I wanted to play with her first. She was just such a delight.

I rolled over onto my stomach. There was as cutout so I could lie flat, my face staring down at the floor. I quivered here, feeling nice and comfortable. Just ready for the massage to happen. She hummed as she bustled around the room.

Soon, this relaxing, Asian music started playing. The scent of lavender brushed my nose. I breathed in that wonderful, relaxing aroma and squirmed here. She kept humming as cabinets opened and closed.

"Okay," she said. "Feeling relaxed?"

"So relaxed," I purred. "But I could be way more than this."

"Then let's begin," she said.

The oil poured across my back. I shuddered at the coolness of it. She spread it over my back with her hands before she went to work. I groaned as she started kneading my muscles. She was a real masseuse. She wasn't just pretending to rub me before making me cum.

No, no, she was digging in at my muscles. Having a Masseuse-Maid would be

very

popular at the manor. I closed my eyes, letting her rub her hands up and down my back. I groaned, savoring every second of her touch. It was a beautiful one. She knew what she was doing to me.

I loved that so much.

I savored her rubbing her hands up and down my back. She teased me with it as I quivered here. My eyes rolled back in my head as she massaged me. She slid her oiled hands up and down my back, making me feel just amazing. She knew what she was doing.

I groaned as she worked at my shoulders than my arm. She worked at the triceps. I loved the feeling her massaging me there. She moved around the table, the music and the incense lulling me almost into a trance.

It was amazing to have her caressing my body.

She moved down my back to my tailbone. I groaned as she rubbed me there.

"So much tension," she purred. "You had a stressful night last night, didn't you?"

"Yeah," I said. I fought a demon from the Otherworld that... I pushed that image out of my mid. I served Master Lance and Hayward Manor. I fought evil with flames. "I really did. I need this sooooo much."

"Good. I like to make a difference," she said and slid her hands onto my butt-cheeks.

I groaned as she kneaded my ass. It wasn't sexual at all. It felt amazing as she worked at the muscles in my rump. The glutes. This was heaven. My toes curled and relaxed as she massaged me. she made me feel amazing.

Just stupendous as she kept massaging my butt-cheeks. She went from one asscheek to another. I groaned with delight as she drove me wild. She was just wonderful at doing this. My pussy grew wetter and wetter. I hoped she could smell it.

Then she moved down to my thighs. She dug her fingers into the meat of my muscles. It was more heaven. My nipples poked hard at the table. The tingles raced up my legs to my pussy. I was so wet and juicy right now.

She worked up my inner thigh, the heat rushing to my cunt.

I parted my legs, purring, "You're a goddess, Seo-Yun."

"Oh, thank you," she purred as she massaged past my garter. "You're a maid, huh?"

"For Master Lance," I purred as her fingers came closer and closer to my pussy.

"Mmm," she cooed as she worked higher and higher. She was only inches away as she massaged up my thighs.

My cunt clenched and relaxed as she came so close to me. My heart hammered in my chest. Three inches. Two. Then one. She was right there. She worked up my thigh to my vulva. She rubbed her hand across my pussy lips.

I moaned in delight at her grazing touch. That was all it was as she started to work on my other thigh. Like it was just an accident she brushed over my snatch. But I knew it was intentional. She was a tease. A naughty slut who knew what she was doing.

"Fuck," I groaned as she worked down my legs. "Oh, fuck, I'm so wet."

"Mmm, I noticed," she said. "Are you getting turned on by me? My, my, I didn't mean to arouse you, but that can happen."

"Yes, it can," I cooed. "Ooh, you know how to work your magic!"

She worked down my thigh to my calf. She massaged my muscles there then worked on my foot. She rubbed one then the other. The entire time, my pussy grew hotter and hotter. I was on fire. I was just waiting for her to touch me again.

I wanted that happy ending right now, but... She made me wait. She teased me with her foot massage. She had me panting for it, juices trickling out of my cunt to soak into the massage table beneath me. I trembled as she worked her magic.

"Now let's have you roll over," she said. "I have a pillow for your head."

I rolled over as she brought a cylindrical pillow for me. I rested my head on it, my round boobs jiggling. She smiled as she glanced at me. Her eyes rested on my pussy. She licked her lips as she gazed at my twat.

"Cute clit piercing," she said as she straddled me, the bottle of massage oil in hand. She was sitting astride my waist, her thong-covered cunt hovering over my groin.

"Hurt like a bitch, but it was so worth it once the sensation returned." I smiled at her. "You should pierce your nipples."

"I'm such a baby when it comes to pain," she said and poured the massage oil on my breasts. "Mmm, let's continue, shall we."

"Yes," I breathed as she gripped my oily tits and massaged them.

I groaned as she kneaded my round boobs. She worked the oil into them as she slid over them, brushing my nipples. Tingles shot down to my dripping-wet cunt. I quivered here, so eager for her to just get down to business, but...

Her massaging hands felt nice.

She knew how to knead my tits. How to stroke them. It was a thrill to have her massaging me like that. I trembled at her touch. I loved what she did to me. It was excellent to have her working the oil into my boobs like that.

Her round tits jiggled as she massaged my breasts. She stroked her hands over my nipples. She massaged my nubs. I loved the feel of her doing that. A wicked heat washed through me at her touch. I groaned in delight as she winked down at me.

"Oh, you're just so good," I moaned.

"I know." Seo-Yun winked at me. "I'm the best!"

"I believe it!"

She knew how to touch a woman's breasts to make them feel so amazing. She stroked over my nubs. I loved how she did that. She drove me wild. My eyes squeezed shut. My entire body shuddered at her delicious strokes.

She really drove me wild. My pussy grew wetter and wetter at her touch. I loved that so much. I was so ready for her to just duck her head down and lick at me. I wanted her to flick her tongue through my folds.

That would be perfect.

But she had my tits to massage. She kneaded them as she squirmed on me. Her oiled fingers found my nipples. She twisted them. I gasped, my cunt on fire. I had such a molten cunt. I needed her to touch me. To rub me.

Stroke me.

Just drive me wild.

She slid her hands down my boobs and started massaging my torso. She worked at my ribs as she moved down to my abdomen. She slid her oiled hands over my stomach. She had such a wicked touch. Just so naughty.

I loved her working lower and lower. She shifted around to kneel between my thighs as she massaged my belly. Her fingers reached my navel. She dipped her digit into my divot. I shuddered, loving her doing that.

It was a thrill to have her swirling her finger around in me like that. I shuddered at how she tickled me. My boobs quivered as I groaned. My cunt clenched. She grinned in such an impish manner. Oh, yes, she would make an excellent Slut-Maid for my nephew.

She went lower.

"Mmm, I do love that clit piercing," she said, her oiled fingers massaging at my pubic mound. She came closer and closer to my wet folds. To what I wanted her to touch.

"I know you do," I said. "I hope you'll massage it."

"A ring?" she asked. "No, no, I have to massage the clit it's piercing!"

"That works."

Her fingers reached the top of my folds, She slid her digits down around my cuntlips. She massaged at my vulva now. My mons venus drank in her touch. It was an excellent one. I loved how she touched me.

Stroked me.

I quivered in excitement as her finger stroked up and brushed my clit ring. She flicked it up, the metal wire twisting through my sensitive flesh. Pleasure sparked through me. She batted it back down. She was like a kitten playing with it.

Up and down. Flick. Flick.

I shuddered as she teased me. Her other fingers stroked my cuntlips. She massaged them, sending pleasure rushing through my body. I savored this intimate massage she gave me. It was a wild thrill to have her doing this to me.

I was so glad that she had.

I was so thrilled she did this for me. I trembled as she worked her digits up and down my slit. I groaned, savoring the way she stroked me. She brushed my nub with her finger. A hot shiver ran through my body.