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(Story) Servant For A Week : Day of Rest
🕑 Added 2024-07-14 18:52:42 +0000 UTCCLIP LINKS : MEGA
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The penultimate day of my servitude was a walk in the park... literally.
Well, that’s only if you call the luxurious and impeccably maintained thicket that adjoined her mansion, a park. It was apparently her property and I just couldn’t believe it, I mean how loaded was she actually? Getting accustomed with her home made me aware of how rich she was but this was something else entirely.
She walked me around, pretty much the whole day, showing me a bunch of different vivid flowers and diverse wood essences neatly arranged and trimmed.
We later picnicked on a spotless patch of grass surrounded by gorgeous flora and ponds and I jokingly asked if my next task was to look after this huge garden but she chuckled, “No darling, this is my leisure... besides, I have a whole team of professional gardeners to assist me. No offense, but this requires more skill than cleaning the floors or licking my feet”.
She winked and I scratched my head while looking around, uncomfortable.
As we resumed our journey through the garden, she enthusiastically pointed out more various rare and exotic plants, clearly proud of her collection. I feigned interest in hearing all those fancy and complicated Latin names but in reality, I was more captivated by her stunning ass, encased in tight-fitting jeans.
As I trailed behind her, I couldn’t help but ogle its splendor. When she was facing me, her ample chest locked away by an unbuttoned blouse was practically impossible to ignore and it was a difficult feat to not plunge my eyes into it.
My arousal amplified as my mind wandered and, as the afternoon passed, I was getting more absorbed in controlling the raging boner in my pants.
She must have noticed my unease or wandering eyes because, at one point, she suddenly turned around and caught me gawking like a deer in headlights, “Hmmf, you seem very inattentive, boy! Is my little expedition boring you?”, she looked around, sighed and continued, “...Well, to be fair, we’ve been out here for a while and I guess it’s getting late. Let’s go back inside.”
We went back to the house and the rest of the day was pleasant: we ate dinner and then played a few games of BlicBlock, The R.E.F.U.G.E. and Maniac Matchums on her top-of-the-line PrioPerfection Motion Sensor Game Mat. It was the first time I saw one outside of tech magazines, hell I’m not sure how she procured one as I thought it was still in development.
Still, watching her frantically bounce around and expertly stack the bricks to trigger massive combos was a treat for the eyes.
In the end though, I managed to beat her score and boasted excitedly. She pouted a bit but congratulated me nonetheless. I had an uncanny impression at that moment, she seemed to hold back, plus she played recklessly for no reason while she was ahead. Did she intentionally let me win?
Nevertheless, she retired to her room right after our gaming session and I went to bed.
She let me stay in a bedroom adjacent to hers, it was rather small and bare but comfy. A flurry of rain pattered against the window. The day had been sunny but it was now raining again, though not as hard as last night. Thunder roared from afar in a low rumble.
I couldn’t sleep... naughty thoughts emerged in my mind.
The continuous drumming of the rainfall provided a great opportunity to snoop around so I got up and walked to her bedroom’s door. Her chamber was one of the only parts of the house that was unfamiliar to me: she locked it up during the day and told me not to pry, she’d take care of the cleaning herself.
I tiptoed to her door, listened cautiously for any sign of presence, approached the lock, knelt down, put my eye to the keyhole and the vision that greeted me was ravishing:
She was laying down in bed on her stomach in lingerie and her legs were fluttering gracefully in a mesmerizing pattern; She seemed to be playing with her phone. I stared at her through the keyhole for a moment but it wasn’t enough for me, I couldn’t resist, I slowly turned the doorknob... It wasn’t locked!
I quietly set foot into the room while lightning struck somewhere afar, muffling my entry. I immediately felt like a creep, a dirty peeper for breaching her sanctuary. What the hell was I doing in here?
My self loathing faded as I observed my surroundings: the room was spacious, lovely and tastefully decorated. Rain pattered on a large bay window with a view of the garden in the distance. There was a massive TV on the wall to my right with a couple of video game consoles hooked in. A touch of indignation arose as I compared it to the room she let me stay in. It’s not like there weren’t any other unused bedrooms in her home. Unless... she chose the closest one to her bedroom specifically to keep me close?
I snapped back to reality, my focus shifted back to her and she was none the wiser about my presence. I moved quietly towards the bed; The sight of her round, luscious ass in the thin lingerie was breaking my mind, I was hypnotized by the way her hips gently rolled with each kick of her legs. I felt my cock stiffen in my pants, my heart pounding in my chest and my face reddening as I drew closer.
My gaze was locked on her juicy ass. Time slowed down as I bent over, entranced, to get a better look. I bowed lower and lower unconsciously, almost like her butt was beckoning me to its embrace.
I slipped... and plunged head first into her ass. My surprised face swiftly crashed between her buttocks with a loud smack. She gasped and yelped. A familiar warm and soft compression on my nose and cheeks overwhelmed me.
"Oh, it’s you!" she blurted out, "you sneaky little pervert. I expected you to come tonight, but not in this manner, you booty plundering scoundrel!”. She giggled, “Well I guess, now that your head’s wedged in there, you might as well give me a nice massage... with your face of course!”
I moaned, my face buried in her plump, soft ass, my hard cock straining against my pants. I gleefully obeyed. I began to move my face, up and down and left to right, in small circles, rubbing my cheeks and nose against her ass cheeks, giving her the massage she demanded.
She moaned in pleasure, arching her back and pushing her rear further into my face. I could smell her arousal, a musky, intoxicating scent that made my cock twitch even harder. I continued to massage her, my hands now wandering to her thighs, gripping them tightly.
She reached behind her and grabbed my head, pulling me deeper, grinding her ass against my face. I could feel her wetness seeping through her lingerie, coating my face in her juices. She groaned softly, “Hmm... Take my panties... off... eat my ass...”
I happily obliged her. I eagerly hooked my fingers into the waistband of her lingerie and pulled them down, exposing her perfect, naked round ass. I wasted no time in diving in, my tongue plunged into her asshole. I licked and sucked it with zeal, my face darting in and out in rhythm like If I were fucking her ass vigorously with it.
She giggled, gasped and moaned for a while but then, after a moment, she stated casually, “Ok that’s enough for now... My feet need some dedication too.”
I quickly detached my face her bottom, leaving it wet and glistening with my saliva. I looked up at her, my face flushed with arousal and excitement. I then bent over, took her feet in my hands and started to worship them like a fanatic: I massaged her arches and insteps, feeling the tension in her feet melt away under my touch; I licked and sucked on her delicate toes; I traced the curves of her ankles with my tongue, eliciting giggles and moans from her.
A moment passed, she nonchalantly asked me to take off my clothes and place my dick right between her feet and she’d take care of the rest.
I did as she said, I guided her feet with my hands to my rock-hard penis. She was still lying down on her belly and from that position, she deftly rubbed my penis back and forth, giving my balls a small tap with her toes from time to time.
The sensation was irresistible, her soft feet gliding on my cock, her toes playing with my balls. I couldn't help but moan and groan loudly in pleasure, my hips bucking slightly as she stroked me. She snickered and proceeded with her work, her feet working their magic on my member.
It didn’t take long... I was on the verge, my balls tightening, my cock swelling. I looked up at her, my eyes pleading, and she nodded with a sly smile. She stroked me harder, her feet moving faster and faster, her toes curling and uncurling around my shaft.
I let go and came hard... my hot seed spurting out with force and landing right on her ass cheeks with every stroke, in waves.
I closed my eyes and my mind went blank for a moment.
I came back to my senses and looked at the outcome. Uggghh... that was a lot of cum. Her ass was now nearly entirely coated with my semen.
Still lying down, she smirked, "Look at that mess you made. Now be good boy and lick it clean!"
I was dumbfounded at her request and stuttered, “uhhh... n-no.. I’m sorry I can’t... I’ll just...”
She stared at me for a while, her smirk unaffected, her feet were still squeezing my half-flaccid dick. she was clearly relishing my embarrassment and discomfort.
After what seemed like and eternity, she giggled, “relax darling, I was just messing with you. I’ll go take a shower,” she continued in a stern tone, “Now clean yourself off and go back to your room. Rest well, for tomorrow might prove to be the most challenging day for you yet.”
