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Maid to Order — Initiation (Part 2)Maid to Order — Initiation (Part 2)When she stepped through the door I thought “I’ve been had, this isreally a housekeeper!” She was wearing the same uniform I had seen otherhousekeeping staff wearing–a short-sleeved pink polyester button-frontutility uniform with a crisp white straight-waist apron.She didn’t seem startled to see me, however, and stepped into the room,letting the door close behind her. When I started to speak she held upone finger as she turned to lock and bar the door. She turned back to meand came a few steps closer. She paused; her right hip thrust out withher hand on it and appraised the situation. She had dark hair and darkeyes and her skin was smooth with a dark complexion.”Well, at least I see you can read and follow simple instructions,” shesaid. Her voice was rich, with a light Latin American accent. Again, Iattempted to speak, but silenced myself when she held up her fingeragain. She reached over and picked up the panties from last night stillon the end of the bed where I had dropped them.”When I picked these up this morning I thought, oh, here’s anotherbusinessman who likes to have a little fun while he’s out of town. Ifind wadded up dirty panties all the time, but something was differentabout these panties.” She held them up as she moved a few steps closer. “All of the dried crusty spots on these are in the front, not in thecrotch.” She turned them around. “And there’s a curious stain patternhere in the center of the waistband that smells like,” she pretended tosniff, “anal discharge and lubricant.” She dropped the panties.She reached behind her and untied her apron, tossing it aside. It wasthen that I noticed her shoes were not the usual shoes one sees on ahotel maid. They were black leather lace-up oxford pumps with whatlooked to be a 5-inch heel. She started unbuttoning her uniform as shecontinued. I was transfixed and could only listen.”All of this was confirmed, of course, when I opened your drawers. Afterall, what businessman travels with that much lingerie unless he’s wearingit himself? That really only left one question unanswered. Were youalone last night or was there someone else here? A quick look throughyour suitcase revealed most of my answer, though it did leave some roomfor doubt.”She had finished unbuttoning her frock and I caught just a glimpse ofwhat was underneath–some form of sexy lingerie. She held it so itdidn’t come open.”What is your name?””Uh, I, uh my name? Uh,” I started my nearly unintelligible reply.”I know your real identity and particulars already,” she snapped, “I wantto know YOUR name.” She gestured at me.”Stacey,” I said.”Stacey,” she repeated. “Pretty name. Tell me Stacey, I see a ring onyour finger. Does your wife know about all this?””Yes.””Interesting, though not unexpected. Does she ever, ummmm, participate?””Participate?” I asked. “What do you mean?”She opened and removed her frock with a flourish, tossing it aside aswell. Underneath it she wore a sexy French maid outfit, but with adelicious twist. Her ample tits were barely contained by the halter-style bra that tied in the front. The bra cups were split and her darknipples were nearly visible. The “skirt”, if it could even be calledthat, was actually two separate pieces–one in the front and one in theback–in black satin with a small white lace-trimmed “apron” across thefront. The two pieces were attached, however, to a strap-on harness thatwas fastened around her waist and around her legs where they met hercrotch.Sticking out from her harness was an 8-inch black dildo. It was arealistic shaft with bulging veins and a large well-formed head (thoughit didn’t have balls). It looked obscene and sexy all at the same time. She wore black stay-up stockings to complete her look. She looked readyfor business.”Does she “participate,” she emphasized the word by gripping her blackdildo and shaking it in my direction, “with your dressing fetish and analplay?””No.” She walked around me now, looking at me from behind.”Have you ever been fucked before? In the ass?””Yes.””Not with a dildo on your beach ball, I mean have you ever really beenfucked in the ass by another person?””No.””Have YOU ever fucked somebody in the ass?””Yes, but only my wife. I’m a married man.””Have you ever touched someone else’s cock?””Yes.””Have you ever sucked a cock?””No, well yes, sort of.””Explain.” She walked around back in front of me.”When I was young, maybe nine or ten. It was just us neighborhood boysfooling around with Truth or Dare; you know, that kind of thing.””Go on.””Well there wasn’t much to it, just taking my turn putting everyone’sdick in my mouth like we all did as part of the dare.””So you had your dick in their mouths, too?””Yes.””Did you come in anyone’s mouth?””Do you mind if I ask a few questions here?” I was starting to getperturbed.”I have to know these things, Stacey, if this is going to work. Ipromise you won’t be left with any unanswered questions. Did you come inanyone’s mouth?””No.””Did any of them come in your mouth?””I think so. I thought he was peeing at the time so it grossed me out,but now that I think about it, it was probably come.””Just the one time?””Well, actually, it happened to me a lot whenever we played the Daregame, though not always the same guy.””Bad odds, wouldn’t you say? You said, ‘whenever we played,’ which Itake to mean you did it more than once. How often did you play this Daregame?””Well, there for awhile we did it almost every time we had a sleepover.””How many times?””Maybe a dozen over a few years’ time.””When did you start wearing panties?” She walked back around behind me.”In the Air Force after . . . wait a minute. I seem to remember doing ita couple of times when we played the Dare game now that you’ve broughtthe memories back up. It was only a couple of times while we were atBilly Swanson’s house. His Mom had the sexiest panties.””So you all wore them?””I think so, at first. Then it was just whoever lost and had to puteveryone’s dick in their mouth. Eventually it seemed like it was usuallyjust me. Wow, I hadn’t thought about canlı bahis this in years.””So you used to put on women’s panties and take your friends’ dicks inyour mouth, even letting them come in your mouth? I think I’ve heardenough. We can proceed.””Proceed?” I asked. “Proceed with what, exactly?””You have passed the first two tests. Now we can get on with the third.”She reached down and picked up my bottle of Astroglide. I heard the snapof the lid and the *splurp* as she squeezed some into her hand, followedby the unmistakable sound of her lubing up the shaft of her dildo.”Wait a minute,” I said. “I’m a married man! I can’t do this! I’venever cheated on my wife!””You’ve already been cheating on your wife in your mind with all yourcrossdressing fantasies. Besides, you won’t be doing any cheating–you’ll be getting used as a fuck slut. Your cock is going to stay safelytucked in your panties. My only interest in you is the holes you have touse. You won’t be sticking your dick into anything.””But,” I started to protest. I felt her hand on the handle of the dildoin my ass. My brain was screaming “NO” while at the same time myhardening cock in my panties was screaming an overwhelming “YES.”She tugged on the handle and pulled the dildo from my ass. I felt thecool head of her dildo pressed against my hole, which had not been openedas wide as her dildo by the Anal Twist.”My name is Marisa,” she said as her hands gripped my hips. “I am notyour mistress, so you will never address me as such.” She pushed and thehead of her black “cock” stretched my asshole and popped inside me. “Iam your pimp, and I will soon begin selling your holes to my very selectclientele.” She pushed and my ass swallowed half of her shaft. “I notonly know who you are, I will also never hesitate to sell you out if youcross me. Do you understand?”I nodded, dumbstruck. What the hell was happening? I was being turnedinto a prostitute?”Say it,” she said, “out loud.””Yes, I understand,” I said meekly, my mind still reeling at thisunexpected turn of events.”Then push back, and show me how eager you are to accept your new role.I want you to take the rest of my shaft–all of it!” I did as she asked,pushing back against her, feeling the remainder of her 8-inch cockfilling my ass.”Good girl, Stacey,” she purred. “Now let’s see how well you handlebeing fucked.”Marisa gripped my hips, pulled most of the way out of my ass, and thenrammed her dildo back inside me. She started fucking me hard and fast,really drilling me. As she drove her cock in and out of me the sound ofher thighs slapping against my ass echoed through the room. I felt herhands shift, and now she was gripping the rear garters of my garter belt.She pulled me back as she lunged forward, continuing her relentlesspounding.As she tugged on my garters it pulled my garter belt tighter against mypanties and squeezed my cock. That, coupled with my being pushed againstthe ottoman kept me close to the edge of orgasm. I didn’t know if shehad any attachment as part of her strap-on system that was providing herpleasure as she fucked me, but after the first 5 minutes she startedpunctuating each of her thrusts with a sexy accented “Oi.” After whatseemed like fifteen minutes of hard fucking she finally lunged forwardone final time and cried out loudly as she came, a stream of Spanishgibbering from her mouth.”That was pretty good, Stacey,” she said, “but you need to participatemore. Nobody likes fucking a cold fish; my clients could get that from asex doll. Push back against the penetration, just like you do with yourbeach ball.”She started fucking me again, this time with slow, steady strokes. Shehad released my garters and now had her right hand on her hip as theother grasped the back of my garter belt and the “t-junction” of my thongpanties and held them together in a fist.”C’mon,” she urged me. “I know you can do this.” I started meeting herthrusts, pushing back against her as she continued her pace. “That’sbetter. Good girl. I know you have a million more questions, so let metell you more about how this works.” It was somewhat surreal that shecontinued almost casually fucking my ass as she explained just ascasually how our future arrangement for pimping me out was going to work.”First–and this is very important–you will be part of my unique stableof “girls” and your well-being is one of my top priorities. My clienteleis very exclusive–judges, lawyers, politicians, business executives–allwith one thing in common. They all like sex a little more perverted thanmainstream America. In order to stay on my client list, they must submitto regular STD and AIDS testing. I do this because most of them refuseto wear condoms and I will not have any of them infecting my girls.””Some of these men like to dress as well, and like to have sex with other”girls” while they are dressed. Some of them are otherwise normal butlike their sex with a little twist. Some of them have certain fantasiesand like their girls in specific costumes.””You only work for me when you are staying here in this hotel. You willnotify me as soon as possible of any upcoming stays and your itinerary.All of your scheduled meetings will take place in your room. I set upall of your meetings. I set up any specific requirements for themeeting–like specific lingerie, toys or costume requests. I collect allthe money in advance and you get your percentage plus you get to keep allthe lingerie and other items.”I will e-mail you your appointments, along with the details, and whenyou get back to your room at the end of your business day, your money andany specific outfits will be waiting for you on your bed.” She stoppedfucking me and I turned my head to look at her.”Do you understand?” she asked.”Yes,” I said.”Good. You’ve passed the third test. I’ve fucked you both hard and fastas well as slow and steady for the past 25 minutes; so I know you canhandle a good ass-fucking. Now we have just one more test, this one intwo parts.” She picked up my Anal Twist toy and applied a fresh coatingof lube. She pulled her dildo out of my ass and then suddenly rammed bahis siteleri itsentire length back in for a few more quick, hard strokes.”You have such a nice ass,” she said, “I really hate to stop fucking it.”She pulled out, standing up this time, and replaced the void in my asswith my own toy. She walked around in front of me and straddled theottoman, leaving her dildo dangling in my face. I could plainly see thatit was covered in a gooey mixture of shit and lube. “Suck my cock,Stacey.”I had only dabbled in ass-to-mouth before. Now it looked like I was infor a full taste of it. As I opened my mouth she grabbed the back of myhead and slid her black cock into my mouth. I took the first 4 inches ofit–even with the wide head–fairly easily. She thrust it between mylips a few times and then pulled it out.”Lick it off,” she told me. As disgusted as I was I did what she asked,sticking out my tongue and licking the slime from it. I slid my lips andmouth up and down the shaft, cleaning it off. “Aren’t you a good littlecocksucker? Have you done ass-to-mouth before?””Mmmm-hmmm,” I mumbled around the dildo in my mouth.”Just your dildos, though, right?””Yes,” I said in the brief interval between her pulling the dildo from mylips and sticking it back into my mouth.”Well, let’s see how you do with the length.” She grabbed the back of myhead and pulled my mouth onto her “cock.” I was taken by surprise, andgagged at first contact with the back of my throat. “C’mon, Stacey, youcan do better than that, honey. You’ll HAVE to do better than that.” Iwas prepared for her next thrust and tried to relax and open my throat.This time I was successful, and her dildo slipped into my throat. Shepulled my head and thrust forward at the same time, giving me the fulllength. As her harness mashed against my face, I could smell the strongunmistakable scent of her wet pussy.She pulled out and stepped away from the ottoman, moving backwards.”Come and kneel here, Stacey,” she said. “I need to see how well youperform on your knees.”I slipped sideways off the ottoman, reaching around behind me to hold theAnal Twist toy inside me as I crawled over to where Marisa stood with herhands on her hips. I knelt, leaving my butt low enough to the ground forthe handle of the toy to help keep it inside me.Without being asked I immediately opened my mouth and resumed sucking.She thrust it back down my throat and started face-fucking me. The smellof her pussy was driving me crazy and I could feel my cock get evenharder each time I caught a whiff of her sexy aroma. I reached aroundher hips and grasped her firm ass in my hands, guiding her efforts now tofuck my throat. She didn’t resist.”That’s a good girl, Stacey,” she cooed. “Show me how much you want it. Pull me in while you open your throat for my cock.” She stoppedthrusting and let me pull her toward me as I bobbed my head, fucking myown mouth. I took her dildo out of my mouth and licked the shaft,slurping up and down on it. Each time I neared the base, the smell ofher pussy drove me crazy. I finally couldn’t resist and the next time mylicking reached the bottom of the shaft I kept going.My tongue travelled past the dildo base and slipped between the nylon webstraps where they separated to go around her thighs. Her pussy wasalmost covered, but I found the very edge of it and licked it and herperineum–basically everything I could reach. Marisa squealed a little,but didn’t pull away.”Well, that was a pleasant surprise,” she said. She pulled up on herdildo and exposed more of her pussy, which I eagerly licked, trying tofit as much of my tongue inside as this awkward angle would allow. Shegrabbed the back of my head and ground her pussy against my face for afew minutes. “It’s good to know that you have the skill and desire toplease some of my female clients, too.””I wish I had time for this, Stacey,” she said with a tone of finality,”but we have one more very important test to go.” She pulled away fromme, walked over to the door that connected to the adjoining room, turnedthe deadbolt and knocked on the door. I heard the door on the other sideopen, and then the door to my room was being pushed open.I had not expected this and my heart started pounding again. My mindraced, wondering who was going to walk through that door. Would it be ablack man with a big black cock? Would it be another crossdresser?Would it be one of her special clients? I didn’t have to wait long formy answer.My first glimpse was of a black patent leather high-heeled pump at theend of a sexy leg in stockings or hose. I saw a flash of pink as theother leg came through, and then standing before me was a gorgeouscreature.She was wearing a gartered babydoll with a hot pink satin front withblack straps and garters. From what I could see, the sides were sheerLycra in the same shade of pink. It had a black bow between theunderwire bra cups and a sexy sheer lace ruffle around the hem. The topof the garters was trimmed with similar black bows and held up herstockings. She had long blonde hair and her eyes were made up withearthy tones. Her lips were a silky pink shade and she was wearing apink Sorrelli necklace. Her body was well-toned as well as tanned.It was immediately apparent that she wasn’t wearing any panties, becauseher cock hung between her legs, its head just peeking out below theruffled hem.”This is Kayla,” Marisa said. “When I first met her she was amaintenance worker here at the hotel. I caught her in a guest roomtrying on lingerie–another man’s lingerie, kind of like you. I made herbeat off in front of me that first time. It turns out that she has avery special skill, a skill I need from time to time. We call this lasttest the ‘volume’ test.””You see, Kayla can produce a huge amount of cum, much more so than evenguys who hold it for awhile. We have a special arrangement–she savesher cum for a whole month at a time so that I can use her for this lasttest for new girls. If I don’t have any new girls for her to test, thenshe gets her pick of my girls at the end of the month.””Kayla, this is Stacey.” Kayla walked over to where bahis şirketleri I was kneeling andstood in front of me, her hands on her hips. I noticed that herfingernails were painted with a matching hot pink polish. Her cock wasgetting harder and now not only was longer than the hem of her babydoll,but was also starting to rise.”Stacey, I know you can suck cock, and you do pretty well with length,but I need to make sure you know how to swallow cum as well. The averagehuman stomach holds just under a liter–a little smaller than the largestcup at Starbucks. She doesn’t cum that much in one go, but she certainlymakes an impressive amount–especially when she saves it up for a monthor so.”Without waiting for further instructions I walked on my knees theremaining distance between us until Kayla’s cock was right in front of myface. I reached up and grasped her cock in my right hand–my first timetouching another cock as an adult. It was warm and spongy and jumpedwhen I touched it, and I felt it grow harder still. I opened my mouth,took her cock inside, and closed my lips around it. That first touch ofa warm cock against my lips and in my mouth was electric!I felt my own cock stirring in my panties and my ass twitching around thedildo still deep inside me. I suckled at the cock, feeling it grow tofull hardness in my mouth. It wasn’t as long as my favorite dildo, butit was a bit thicker. I alternated between licking her shaft and suckingthe head and the first few inches of her cock as my hand stroked her.After a few minutes of this I knew I had to have more–I was loving it!I slathered my tongue up and down her cock, making sure it was welllubricated. Then I took a deep breath, grasped the cheeks of her ass(which were covered in smooth, slippery Lycra) and pulled her into mywaiting throat. I took her entire length on the first try. It was sucha sexy feeling to have the ruffled trim of her hem tickling my nose asher balls mashed against my chin. I didn’t have much time to enjoy myachievement, however, as Kayla placed both hands on my head and startedfucking my mouth.It was obvious she had been waiting for this moment for a long time. Shethrust in and out of my mouth, barely giving me enough time to catch aquick breath in between. I could tell by her pace that she wasn’tinterested in a nice slow blowjob. No, she wanted to fuck my face anddump a big load of cum in my mouth. I wasn’t the only one who noticed.”My, my, Kayla,” Marisa said, “somebody seems to be in a big hurrytonight.””I can’t believe this is a new girl,” Kayla replied. She didn’t try tofeminize her voice. “She already sucks dick like a pro. She’s betterthan some of the girls who have been working for you for years now.””Well, don’t be too hard on her. It’s still her first time sucking areal cock.””You’ve got to be shitting me,” Kayla said. Carrying on a conversationhadn’t slowed her down any–she continued to pound her cock down mythroat.”Nope, this is one new recruit with a lot of natural talent.””Well, her mouth feels so good, I’m not going to last much longer. Areyou ready Stacey? I’m about to bust my nut in your mouth.””Mmmm-hmmm,” was all I could manage with my mouth full of cock.”Now, Stacey,” Marisa said, “be sure to get her cock out of your throatwhen she starts coming. She needs to shoot her entire load in yourmouth. I want you to hold it in your mouth so I can see it.””Mmmm-hmmm,” I said again.Kayla’s thrusts became slow and deliberate; she pulled her cock nearlyout of my mouth before shoving it back down my throat. I could tell shewas close to the edge.”Fuuuuck — your mouth — is so — fucking — sexy,” she said,punctuating her speech with thrusts down my throat. When she said “sexy”she pulled me in, leaving her cock down my throat and mashing her ballsagainst my chin. “Here it comes, Stacey! Get ready for my hot steamyload!”She pulled back until only the head of her cock remained in my mouth. Icaught a quick breath and closed my lips back around her cock. I usedone hand to keep stroking as much of her shaft as I could while the otherhand cupped and massaged her balls. The whole time my tongue wasswirling around her cock head. Then she erupted.I have no idea how big the average cumshot is, but this was much, muchmore than I had ever produced. The first mighty spurt hit the back of mythroat, causing me to cough a little; the second spurt was bigger thanthe first, but I was ready for it. My mouth was filling up, not like mycheeks were bursting, but it was going to be a problem soon to keep thecum in my mouth with her cock still in there. I know when I come Itypically spurt 4-5 times. I lost count of Kayla’s, but it seemed likeit must have been 8-10 times. I felt her balls spasm with each spurt andeach one seemed to produce at least as much cum as the first. Like adisembodied voice, I heard myself moaning as she pumped her cum into mymouth.She finally stopped coming and pulled her cock from between my lips. Itseemed like I could feel the sperm swimming around in the puddle of cumin my mouth. It was warm and tasted manly. I felt so utterly depraved,kneeling as I was with a dildo shoved up my ass and a stranger’s load ofcum filling my mouth.”Show me,” Marisa said. I opened my mouth, tipping my head back a bit tokeep it from running over my bottom lip. “Very good, now swallow it.”I swallowed Kayla’s huge load, taking a couple of swallows to make suremy mouth was clear. I immediately moved forward to suck Kayla’s cockback into my mouth, trying to milk the last drops of her cum from herballs and licking her shaft and head clean. I wanted more; so much more.”Damn,” Kayla said, “this one sure is hungry for it.””Very good, Stacey,” Marisa said. “I think, no, I know you will do verywell.”I don’t know why, but I kept sucking Kayla’s cock and soon I felt itgrowing hard again. I groped her balls and rubbed her ass; I evenfondled her “breasts” through the satin cups of her babydoll. It wassuch a sexy feeling knowing that her cock was responding to my touch.”Stacey, are you hungry for more?” Kayla asked.”I am, Kayla,” I replied, “I want to taste another load from you, but Iwant to feel you in my ass first.” I looked over at Marisa. “If that’sokay?””Well, my work here is done,” Marisa said, “and so is yours, Kayla.You’re both off the clock as far as I’m concerned.”< to be continued >
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