The Devil’s Pact Servants’ Chronicles Chapter 5: A Maid’s Day
The Devil’s Pact Servants’ Chronicles Chapter 5: A Maid’s Day
| Sex Story Author: | mypenname3000 |
| Sex Story Excerpt: | “Hmm, this is the best way to wake up,” my Lord groaned. My Lady stirred beside him, sitting up, |
| Sex Story Category: | Female/Female |
| Sex Story Tags: | Fantasy, Female/Female, Group Sex, Lesbian, Male/Female, Oral Sex, Toys |
The Devil’s Pact Servants’ Chronicles
by mypenname3000
Copyright 2015
Chapter 2: A Maid’s Day
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Notes: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this!
Wednesday, September 4th, 2014 – Tomoyo Asuka – The Mansion
The alarm clock rang. It was 4:00 AM.
“Get the alarm, Tomoyo,” my lover muttered sleepily.
“It’s on your side of the bed, Abigail,” I groaned, stretching beneath the covers.
“Fuck!” Abigail’s hand slapped around, searching for the snooze button. I found her warm, naked body, and pressed up against her back.
We were both maids for the Living Gods, Mark and Mary; honored women who were privileged to serve them in exchange for eternal youth and beauty. I would forever look eighteen, and Abigail nineteen. Young, beautiful, nubile, and Their servants forever.
We had ten more minutes of wonderful, dozing sleep before the snooze alarm went off.
“C’mon, Abby-chan,” I said, nudging the busty girl in the small of the back. “We have to get ready.”
“Fine,” she groused.
I slipped out of bed, stretching naked, and ran my hands through my long, blue-black hair, fingers catching in the tangled mess. I glanced at the bed; Abigail had buried herself back under the blankets, curled up into a ball.
I snorted in frustration, and yanked the covers off the girl. “Get up, Abby-chan.”
She lay naked, her plump breasts peaking around her arms, and her brown hair covering her face. She grabbed the pillow and buried her head underneath it, muttering, “Just a few more minutes, Tomoyo. Our Lord kept me up past midnight servicing Him.”
I smacked her ass, leaving a red handprint. “We need to be ready by five AM, you know the rules. You wouldn’t want to make <em>Them</em> disappointed in you.”
“That’s mean,” she pouted, but she sat up, stretched – allowing me to admire her perky breasts as they thrust out – and rolled out of bed.
Our bedroom in the servant quarters wasn’t too small; we each had space for our own things, and had a private bathroom with a shower, which we shared. It was just so much fun that way, soaping each other’s nubile bodies with the loofah, while sharing kisses, and, if we hadn’t slept in, we could have fingered each other to nice orgasms.
Which was the best way to start the day!
But we had to style our hair, put on our make up, and pull on our uniform. I loved wearing our maid’s outfit. Sexy fishnets held up by a garter belt. Lacy petticoats made the short skirt puff out and sway when I walked, and when we bent over, the skirt would ride up to expose my cute butt and shaved slit. The transparent mesh top showed off my small breasts and hard, dark nipples, and a small, black-and-white cap was the final accent for a sexy French maid. Or in my case, a sexy Japanese maid!
Together we swayed our way through the mansion’s hallways to the main sitting room where Miss Pearl would be waiting to hand us our assignments for the day. The other maids who were on duty today gathered in the foyer, chatting, yawning, bouncing with excitement, or staring boredly at the ceiling.
“Alright ladies,” Miss Pearl said, and we fell quiet as she spoke. Miss Pearl was a beautiful woman in her thirties, the mother of Cindy, and the Head Maid. “Nothing major is planned for today. Expect our Gods to spend most of the day in the house, so I want everything spic-and-span for Them.”
“Yes, Miss Pearl,” we all chimed in unison.
“Good.” Then she started handing out assignments.
“You’re so lucky,” Abigail sighed. “I wish I got to clean Their rooms.”
I beamed. Cleaning our Gods rooms meant that I was required to wake Him up; my mouth was already salivating for the feel of His cock. I walked as rapidly as I could to Their room, holding my bucket full of cleaning supplies. Their bedroom was in the west wing, and was the largest suite of rooms as befitted Their exalted station.
Two bodyguards, 49 and 50, stood at attention before Their door, backs straight, their tits almost spilling out of their half-unbuttoned, navy-blue blouses. “Ohayou gozaimasu!” I greeted with a big smile.
“Have fun,” 49 said, reaching out beneath my skirt to give my naked fanny a squeeze.
I smiled back; I was used to getting pawed by our Gods servants, and the bodyguards were often balls of pent-up energy when they got off their shifts, and would avail themselves of us maids. It was lots of fun; just two days ago a pair of bodyguards fucked my ass and pussy with strap-ons while I was sandwiched between them.
I had about forty minutes before six AM, when I needed to wake my Gods up, so I started quietly cleaning in Their sitting room, dusting the shelves, putting a Bluray away They must have watched the night before, polishing the glass of the coffee table until it sparkled. Vacuuming would have to wait. I still had a few minutes, so I peaked in on baby Chasity in her crib. The little Goddess was sleeping peacefully, and my heart melted at the sight of Her.
She would grow up, and one day, if I was fortunate, I would get to service Her, too. I bet She would be just as beautiful as Her mother. I was almost late in waking Them up, lost in my fantasies of Chasity at eighteen, and exploring Her nubile body.
I entered Their bedroom; my Lord slept on His back with my Lady curled up on His right side; Her auburn hair cascaded dark across Their bodies. The Gods love each other so much, and it was beautiful to watch Them in such an intimate moment.
Trembling, I reached out, and gently pulled the covers away, exposing Their nude bodies. My Lord was muscular, lean and strong, and so very handsome. His cock was half-hard, rising erect from His dark-brown pubic hair. I crawled onto the bed, rubbing my cheek against His cock, then lapped at the shaft, swirling my tongue about the pink head.
His cock responded, growing hard and throbbing with the beat of His heart. My mouth engulfed him, salty pre-cum leaking into me, and sucked. He groaned, stirring as I bobbed my head on His cock, and gently massaged His balls with my hands.
A strong hand touched my head; I looked up across His body to see His blue eyes staring at me, a boyish smile spreading across His lips.
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