Maid to Order

Ragingbull

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OOC: I will play Bart Freeman, 6’3”, 240 pounds, 34 years old, former football player, all muscle, short brown hair and blue eyes. He demands perfection, has a steely disposition and a mean temper but can turn on the charm when he needs to for his own gain. He’s a successful building contractor whose third wife recently left him. His place is a mess because he fired two previous house keepers. He needs it cleaned because he is having some people over for the big game on Sunday. He also needs someone that can help out during the game. He picks up a phone and calls an agency he sometimes uses to find specialized contractors. Cheerwarren has asked to play the maid. There are plenty of roles for others who are interested once the game is underway.

IC: “Hey Mike, I need you to send me over someone to clean the house on Saturday and also to help out with the set-up and clean-up for Sunday’s game. And make sure she knows what she’s doing. Not an idiot like that decorator you sent me for the new store. Don’t screw it up if you expect anymore of my business”… Saturday morning came around quickly. The alarm went off too early. I was not in a good mood. Friday I lost a major bid to an out of town asshole so I went to a local pub, got drunk, got in a fight and came home too late. I wanted to roll over and catch a few more Zzz’s, but I remembered that the maid was coming soon. I showered, pulled on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt, and was just getting coffee when I heard the doorbell.
 
Mollie Robinson

OOC: My name is Mollie Robinson. I stand about 5'9" and weight a good healthy 120 lbs. My figures are 34/27/31. I'm a 22 year old student at the local college and as a part time job, I'm a maid. Not the brightest person in the world, but will try hard to do her job.

IC: I woke up this morning to having a message on my answering machine. My new boss now at the agency had a job lined up. I got my uniform on: a blue dress/suit. The skirt of the uniform came to my knees and I decided to wear heels today. I also put on my nice matching black bra and thong. I wrote down the address and went down to the agency to get the vacum and all the stupid little things I'd need. I drove up to the house, got out, and went to the front door and rang the door bell.
 
Bart

I opened the door and saw this tall attractive young lady standing in front of me. Not my idea of a housekeeper but what the hell. She introduced herself as Mollie. I motioned her in the house and into the kitchen so I could fetch my coffee. I turned and gave her the ‘don’t fuck with me look’ and then the lecture… “As you can see, this place is a mess. By the end of the day I expect it clean. And I expect you to keep out of my way. I got work to do. Think you can handle it without fucking it up?”
 
I walk in and the guy who I was told was Bart starts to give me a lecture about how I need to get the work done and not get in his way. I ignore half of it since I just want to get paid quickly and go home. He tells me to clean the kitchen first. I go out and get my mop bucket and mop and fill the bucket full of water. I get it all soapy and come back in. I go to the center of the kitchen floor and start to mop away.
 
Bart

I went into my office to get some work done but was unable to concentrate because of the racket being made in the kitchen. I tried to ignore it for a little while but could feel my temper starting to flare. Finally I couldn't take it anymore. I stormed out into the kitchen and almost fell on the slick floor... "Godammit, didn't I tell you not to disturb me. What the fuck is going on in here that requires you to make so much noise"... I start to move over towrds her and slip again falling into her and pressing her back against the counter... "Are you trying to kill me girl? Why can't I get competent help anywhere?"... I grabbed the front of her blouse and pushed her backwards onto the countertop, my face inches from her... "No more fuck ups, Understand?"
 
I stumble backwards into the countertop after he pushed me. I looked up at him, very freaked out. He backs up and stomps off back to his study, but while his back is turned, I flick him off. I go back to mopping, but trying to do it as quietly as possible.
 
Bart

I went back to my study but I still couldn't concentrate. I was still pissed about losing the contract to those assholes from the big city. My head was still throbbing from the hangover. I took some aspirin but decided that what I really needed was something to eat. I headed back out to the kitchen. It was quiet so I figured Mollie had moved to another room. I walked into the kitched and found her sitting at the table drinking a coke. My blood started boiling again. I walked over and slammed my fist onto the table practically beaking it in two, then grabbed the coke can and threw it across the room. I pulled her up out of the chair and threw her against the wall. I put my oversized hand against her neck and moved my face to within inches of hers... "Is this some kind of practical joke? Did Mike put you up to this? Sitting down on the job and eating my food. Just who the fuck do you think you are?"... I pushed her up on her toes and moved closer pressing her against the wall with my body.
 
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My face starts to turn blue because he is choking me. I try to apoligize, but can't get the words out from the lack of air. Bart finally lets me go. I start to suck in air and say every single apoligy that I can.

"I'm so sorry, I'll get straight back to work, just don't tell my boss. Please don't tell him or else he will fire me, I'll do anything to keep from being fired, I really need the money."
 
Bart

The feeling of power as I held her to the wall and pressed up against her had somehow excited me in a way I couldn't explain. I could feel a stirring in my loins as my cock began to grow. I let her go, unsure where this was heading. She started babbling something about needing the job but I wasn't really listening. It had been a long time since I had been laid. I couldn't believe this incompetent fuckup was stirring up sexual desires in me. Well maybe she would be good for something after all. I stepped back and looked her up and down slowly, taking in the body underneath her maid's uniform. Her frightened eyes stared back wondering what I might do next... "Take off your dress"... I saw her hesitate when she heard what I was asking... "NOW"... My eyes bore into hers angry and filled with lust.
 
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Mollie Robinson

This man wanted me to undress right here? What kind of slut does he take me for? I was about to simply refuse, but the image of exactly why I was working as a maid came into my head. There was this car that I really liked, but I couldn't afford it without this job. If I refused what this man wanted, he would tell my boss and I would be fired.

I stared into his eyes and thought to myself "Hey, I've done this at partys before, so why not here." I unbuttoned the shirt of my uniform and pulled it open to show off a kinda tight t-shirt that I had under it. I unzipped my skirt and let it fall off, to show of my shapely legs and the hips that they ended at. I pulled my shirt over my head and let the mounds of flesh that make up my chest come into view, straining inside of my bra.

I watched as Bart looked me up and down, like a hungry animal. I thought to myself "what's going to happen now?"
 
Bart

My eyes stared lustfully at the sensuous curves and bulges of her tight body. The flesh of her shapely tits pushed up from the tight bra which barely hid the hard nipples capping her two beauties. Her tight stomach tapered down to a skimpy pair of panties which curved down between her legs. The bulge of her pussy mound pushed out from the tight material clinging to her body revealing a slight depression where the gash split the two halves of her juicy peach. Her long shapely legs grew from her rounded hips and tapered down to her well groomed feet. My cock immediately jumped to life. I had to have this goddess. The smug look on her face was still defiant, almost as if she were in control, as if she were letting me glimpse a little of what she would never let me have. I knew better. She needed the money. I walked over to her and grabbed her hair in the back forcing her down on her knees. With my other hand I unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock… “Since you can’t clean the house worth a damn why don’t you show me if you can clean my cock with your tongue. Or you can leave, but I guarantee that you will never get work in this town if you do.”
 
Mollie

Suddenly, almost out of nowhere, I was on my feet with this man's cock just inches from my face. What in the hell is going on here? He said something about me being a bad cleaner, so I had to clean his cock with my tounge. Again, I almost simply refused....but I REALLY wanted that car. I glanced up at Bart, with almost a pleading look on my face, but he looked determined to hell. I looked at the chunk of meat infront of me and felt sick, but decided to just swallow that. I leaned forward slightly and breathed through my mouth, hoping not to smell his dick. I closed my eyes and pictured a pop sickle or anything that would keep my mind off what I was doing. I licked his head first, circling it slowly and covering the entire head with my saliva. I then started to make long licked up and down the shaft itself, first the bottom, the left, and then the right. When I went for the top, the head of his cock poked me in the throat and creeped me out for a second, but I ignored it. I then went and made sure all the ridges and everything were wet and "clean". I then licked the head to make it wet and "clean" also. I started to pull away....
 
Bart

She did exactly as she was told and started licking my cock. When she tried to pull away as if she had satisfied my demand I became furious. Just who the hell did this little slut think she was fooling with anyway? I grabbed her hair with both hands pulling on it until it hurt... "Suck it godammit. You know damn well what I meant. And when I cum you're going to swallow every last drop"... I yanked her face forward and thrust my throbbing cock between her lips until it pushed deep into her mouth. I fucked her face hard and fast, slamming the swollen head of my cock against the back of her throat on each thrust. I finally thrust extra hard and held my cock against her throat until I felt it open. I pushed deeper until her lips were pressed against my pubes. I held her there until she started to choke. I let her catch her breath momentarily before I started fucking her mouth again, this time going deep into her throat on each thrust... "I'll teach you to fuck with me. Now suck it like the little whore that you are... that's it... ooohhhh... oh fuck"... She was slobbering all over me. Spit was running down my balls and thighs and dripping from her chin. I just kept pounding into her mouth until I could feel my balls swell... "Get ready baby... ready from a mouthful of cream... oh god... almost... AAARRRGGGHHHH"... I slammed my cock deep into her mouth as a river of cum erupted from the swollen head. I pulled back and slammed in again unleashing another flood of hot seed down her throat. Then I pulled out of her mouth and pumped cum all over her face and hair until it was dripping from her eyes, nose, lips and chin. At last I was drained... "Your a mess. You look like a little cumslut. Now show me you know how to clean something. I want you to wipe all the cum from your face with your fingers and then lick them clean. Then I'm going to fuck you."
 
Mollie

Out of nowhere, Bart grabbed my head and started to fuck my face. I could feel his head hit the back of my mouth and it hurt like hell. He stopped for a second with his cock head pushed against the hole to my throat and gave a hard shove, pushing it in. He started to fuck my throat like a mad man, as slobber went everywhere. I knew how to deepthroat, but never like this before. He stopped and let me get breath, but only enough to I did choke to death or anything. I could here him groaning, but not over the noise of his cock slamming into my wet mouth. Finally, he held me there, with his cock down my throat. He didn't even cum in my mouth, instead, he went straight down my throat, and it was the weirdest feeling ever. He pulled back and then forward again to cum down my throat again. He pulled out and then stroked his cock, cumming some more on my face as I started to cry a little bit. He covered my face fairly well.

"Your a mess. You look like a little cumslut. Now show me you know how to clean something. I want you to wipe all the cum from your face with your fingers and then lick them clean. Then I'm going to fuck you."

I continued to cry, but I decided to just comply with this man. So, I started to wipe the cum off of my face bit by bit with my index finger and licked it off. It felt really weird to rub my eye and bring back a wad of cum very thick. As I tried to wipe the stuff out of my hair, some of it would not leave. I decided to leave it and this man would understand....maybe even like having his cum stay in my hair. I looked up and tried to stop crying and smile, but it was very hard.
 
Bart

Maybe I had been a little harsh on her. She was crying while she cleaned the cum from her face. I grabbed a beer from the refrigerator and chugged it down while I waited for her to finish. SHe looked up and tried to smile through the tears. I just stared down at her with my steely eyes. Looking down at her in her skimpy bra and panties with cum still splattered in her hair kept my cock mostly hard and ready for some more action... "Tell you what, Mollie. I was a little rough on you there. Not that you didn't deserve it or that I wouldn't do it again if you get out of line. But now I'm going to do something real nice for you. I'm going to put this great big cock here in that sweet little pussy of yours and fuck it. It's going to feel real good. Now why don't you just stand up and bend over this counter while I take off your panties and bra."
 
Mollie

I looked up at him, gasping. He thought that would be a treat to me or something. I got off my knees and began to say something, but the back of my mouth hurt so much that I couldn't. I took a swallow, still tasting the cum, and said, "Please don't fuck me. I swear I'll be good and clean your house...." I paused to think, "...and I'll even do it in the nude, just I beg you don't fuck me. If you want, I'll even make sure the agency has me come to help out tommarow for your game, I beg you."
 
Bart

"Please don't fuck me. I swear I'll be good and clean your house...." I couldn't believe this girl. Here I offered to do her a favor, to give her some pleasure after administering the punishment she deserved and she was refusing me? "...and I'll even do it in the nude, just I beg you don't fuck me. If you want, I'll even make sure the agency has me come to help out tommarow for your game, I beg you." Now I was getting angry... "You're goddam right you'll clean my house. ANd you'll help out for tomorrow's game. But first I'm going to fuck you"... With my large hands I grabbed her arm and yanked her of the floor. I threw her face down over the counter holding her arm behind her back so she couldn't move. With my other hand I ripped her panties from her body. I kicked her legs apart and stepped up behind her. The head of my swollen cock pressed against her pussy. I felt her cunt split open as I pushed. I leaned forward... "Enjoy it baby"... I pulled out and shoved deeper until I was buried inside her,
 
Mollie

After trying to find a way out, this man decided to take control again. Before I realized it, he had me against the counter and was preparing to enter me. I started to shoot off apologys and begging this guy to reconsider faster then a machine gun. He pushed in me and to be honest, it did feel good, but I wouldn't want it this way. He started to fuck me, wanting me to enjoy it, but I used every last bit of free will I had to refuse the enjoyment. All of the worst case scenarios popped into my head as he screwed me. My begging and my apologys turned into half talk/half moans, but I tried to stay true.

On normal circumstances, I would have probably enjoyed this, but this just seemed wrong to me. My arm started to hurt that he had held behind me. I tried to turn my head and look at Bart, but all it was doing was flopping my hair around.
 
Bart

When I felt her stop struggling I let go of the arm. I continued to pound my cock into her tight pussy. God she felt good. I unsnapped her bra which was stilll clasped behind her back. My large hands slipped around her and smothered the soft flesh of here tits. I pushed my cock deep into her pussy and held it there, grinding it around inside her as I fondled her tits and pinched her nipples.
 
Mollie

Bart let go of my arm and continued to ram into my pussy from behind. I moaned and whimpered as he did so, now also playing with my tits and nipples. I wanted this man to stop, but I had no control anymore. I knew that he would stop when he wanted to stop...maybe even let me go home now. I glanced back begfully, but he was still hammering away.
 
Bart

I looked down and watched my cock move in and out between the two creamy spheres of her ass. Her eyes looked back at me pleading for me to stop. I noticed that my shaft glistened with her juices which dripped from her cunt betraying her real feelings about what I was doing. The tight nub of her asshole peeked up at me from the valley between her cheeks. I put my index finger in my mouth to wet it then twisted it against her asshole until it pushed into her dark passage. Then I pushed in a second finger.
 
Mollie

He kept ramming his meat into my pussy like a jackhammer. My brain kept saying to me that this was wrong and I wanted him to stop, but my body was loving it. I saw him lick his thumb and wink at me slightly, as he then slowly pushed his thumb up into my ass. I felt like screaming, but couldn't get it out at all. I felt another finger enter and I felt horrible. My hungerily swallowed his cock and my legs were getting very weak. Out nowhere, I felt my body stiffen up as I had one of the best feeling orgasms I've had in awhile, but I didn't enjoy it from how I got it.
 
Bart

Mollie came hard from my thrusting cock and my fingers up her ass... "You like that, don't you Mollie. You like my cock in your pussy. I'll bet you want me to put it in your ass. Well, if you do a nice job of cleaning the house and I just might do that"... I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. My cock was thrusting up into her practically lifting her off the ground. I could feel the juices that poured from her pussy running down my balls which slapped wetly against her clit. I felt my balls swell. I took my fingers from her ass and pinched her nipple hard. I yanked on her hair as cum erupted from my cock and blasted up onto her belly. I continued to pump my cock into her and fill her cunt full of my creamy seed. I pulled my cock out of her quivering pussy and slapped it against her ass. I heard a loud splat on the kitchen floor and then another. Cum was dripping out of her pussy... "Now look what you did you little cunt. You made a mess all over my kitchen floor. Get down there and clean it. And then do the laundry room. I'm going to my study to get some work done"... I grabbed her arm and threw her naked body to the floor. I took her clothes with me... "I expect you to finish cleaning the house just like this. Not get on with it."
 
Mollie

He cummed deep with in me, filling me to the brink. He yanked his cock out of me and I could feel and hear the cum dripping out of me.

"Now look what you did you little cunt. You made a mess all over my kitchen floor. Get down there and clean it. And then do the laundry room. I'm going to my study to get some work done"

He threw me hard onto the ground. He also grabbed my clothes.

"I expect you to finish cleaning the house just like this. Not get on with it."

He stomped away as I look on. I felt filthy myself, with tears coming from my eyes and cum dripping out of my pussy. I was angry at myself, but kept calm, not wanting to anger Bart again.

I got up and then went back to work, in the nude now. I remopped the floor, cleaned the counter, did the dishes, but I ran into a small problem. I got to the trash, which had to be put out, but I was not going to go outside naked. So I decided to leave it there so I could ask Bart later about it.

I looked around at the newly cleaned kitchen (except for the trash) and smiled to myself. I went into the laundry room and started to do laundry from what was there. I wanted to do the best job I could, but that ment having to get all of the dirty clothes in the house. I left the laundry room and walked around the house, searching for Bart's room, to get his dirty clothes.

I found a door that I thought must be the master bedroom, but it was locked. The only choice to do my job was to go ask Bart to go open it...but I knew he didn't want to be disturbed. I decided to do my job and went to his door as I knocked on it.
 
Bart

I was trying to concentrate on how to fit an air conditioning system into a building I was designing when I heard a knock at the door. Now who the fuck could that be? Certainly not Mollie… she wouldn’t dare. Did she let someone else into the house? Either way she was going to pay for this. I walked over to the door and yanked it open. Standing in front of me was Mollie in all her naked glory looking pitiful and scared. I could feel my blood boiling as I struggled to control my temper… “You don’t learn, do you?”… She mumbled something about the bedroom being locked. I grabbed her arm and dragged her with me, unlocked the bedroom door and yanked her inside throwing her down against the bed. A suitable punishment quickly came to mind. I opened the dresser and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. I clamped them around one wrist, threw them over the pull-up bar hanging from the ceiling and clamped her other wrist. She could barely rest her feet the tile floor as she dangled naked with her hands over her head. I left the room and returned with several clothespins. I spun her towards me and teased her nipples with my fingertips until they were hard and poking out from her tits. I grabbed her jaw and pinched her cheeks… “I’m sorry, but you need to be punished, Mollie. You need to learn how to take orders and not be such a fuck-up”… I clamped a clothespin on each nipple… “On the other hand you’ll probably love it.”
 
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