1. The Devil's Pact Servants' Chronicles Chapter 4: The Artist's First Day


    Date: 12/26/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Female Domination, Female/Female, Lesbian, Oral Sex, Water Sports/Pissing, Author: mypenname3000, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

    Cindy.” “Yes, she is,” Violet said, walking by. I bowed to the Slut who walked over and patted my cheek. “Speaking of Cindy...” A hopeful look filled Violet's eyes. “You're girlfriend is cleaning the pool,” Pearl answered. “And she'll be in a lot of trouble if she doesn't finish.” “I'll see she finishes,” Violet smiled. “Eventually.” “Well, skedaddle, child,” Pearl said to me. “I have to oversee dinner.” “Yes, Miss Pearl.” I didn't sleep well that night, and not because Karishma found my petite body irresistible, though the Indian woman's appetite kept us both up late, I was just so nervous for my first day. I wanted to be the perfect maid for the Gods. I dressed in my uniform, a slutty, French maid's outfit. The skirt was black, with ruffled-lace petticoats underneath that made the skirt puff out and sway as I walked, and the bodice was transparent, my little A cup breasts clear as day. I admired my features in the mirror, my creamy-olive face was framed by my straight, blue-black hair, framing my porcelain features. “You're a little sex kitten,” purred Karishma, hugging me from behind and bending down to kiss my cheek. She wore an identical outfit, and while I looked like a sexy waif, she looked like a sexy bombshell. “Let's go serve the Gods.” I nodded my head. All the maids gathered in the main dining room to receive our daily assignments. One lucky maid was given the job of cleaning the Gods' suite, which involved administering the God's morning blowjob. Abigail ...
    received that honor, and she playfully stuck her tongue out at her girlfriend, Tomoyo, the other Japanese maid. One by one Pearl handed out the assignments until only I remained. “I have a special job for you in room 205,” Pearl answered, handing over a master cardkey. “You are to clean the room and the person occupying it. Do whatever the woman requires.” I nodded my head. “Tell the woman that you are a gift from the Goddess, fulfilling a promise Mary made to her. Okay??” “Yes, Miss Pearl.” “Remind this woman that the Gods love her and miss her.” “I will,” I answered, trying to sound more confident than I felt. It was my first day and it sounded like they wanted me to work a miracle. “Don't worry. Mary choose you for this, and the Goddess would never give you a task that you were not equal to.” I nodded. She was right. I could do this. I just wished my bubbling stomach believed me. Holding my sketchpad with one hand, and a bucket filled with cleaning supplies in the other, I marched to the elevator and went up the single floor. Room 205 was to the left near where the hallway made a turn to the left. I set my bucket down and used the master cardkey to open the door. The room was dark and the stench was...ripe. With trepidation, I walked into the room. “H-hello?” No one answered. A short hallway led past the bathroom to the beds. The curtains were drawn tight, and the only light came from the main hallway flooding past me, my shadow stretching into the darkened room. I took a step ...
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