The door closed behind Sara as she walked towards her mission. Maja turned to her husband.
“What are your plans for the girls? If she manages to get the other maid here, that is.”
Sigvard stroked his wife’s hips with the tip of his fingers, pulling her towards him. She felt the warmth of his breath as she met his lips with her own.
“Many years ago, when I first met David’s mother, I lived somewhat of a different life. I traveled a lot, visited many places and got to know people with a slightly… alternative attitude to life. They considered themselves a hidden society, with members all over the world. Their great belief was that in order to find true meaning in life, one must give in to their inner desires. To not hold yourself back by the boundaries of expectations and norms.”
“Okay…?”
“They taught me a lot. That true pleasure is a process. It is something you train yourself towards. And the greatest pleasure, according to those in the society, is that between a master and his slave.”
His hands slid down and grabbed her buttocks. It made her giggle.
“How?” Maja whispered as he massaged her ass. “How do you train a girl to be someone’s slave?”
“First, we must deny her pleasure, at the start. Make her yearn for our touch while we promise her rewards as her skills grow. Give her goals and missions, give her the carrot when she succeeds and the whip for failures.”
“Mmm”, Maja mumbled and closed her eyes.
“She must learn to worship my cock. Make her look at it as the key to her pleasure.” Her husband slapped Maja’s ass softly through the fabric. He winked. “Let’s see if Sara succeeds in her mission.”
***
Maja followed the two girls with her eyes as they stood shoulder to shoulder in the bedroom. She could not take her eyes off the new girl – Lisa – as she clasped her hands in front of her thin nightgown and nervously glanced towards them. She stood barefoot on the carpet, slightly trembling and clearly fighting the impulse to drag the hem of her gown farther down the pale, almost white thighs. Her plump breasts heaved in an unsteady rhythm, betraying her anxious mind. She clenched her toes over the soft carpet while Maja and her husband examined her under silence.
“Where did you find this one?” Maja finally asked her husband. “She is wonderful.”
“Truly. The daughter of an old friend who recently moved to the New Country. He could not afford to take the whole family with him.”
“Poor thing,” she said. “We’ll just have to take care of her here.” She gently stroked Lisa’s cheek. “Are you nervous, sweetie?”
“A little,” Lisa admitted.
“I understand. But there’s no need to.”
“Do you know why you’re here?” asked Sigvard.
“Yes.”
“How do you know that?”
“I saw you once,” Lisa admitted, her face turning red. “When you … did things with Sara.”
“And what did I do?”
“I saw you…” her blush deepened. “whipping her. On the bum with a cane, and… between her legs. And then she put your manhood in her mouth.”
“And how did seeing that make you feel?”
The poor maid swallowed, but the stiff, extruding buds showing through the gown spoke its own language. “Warm … and wet between the legs.”
“You mean you were horny?”
The redness spread wider. She seemed unsure of how to respond. “Yes,” she mumbled, glancing at the carpet.
“There is no shame in that,” said the farmer. “It’s a natural feeling. Did you fantasize about taking Sara’s place? To feel the cane against your own exposed cheeks?”
“A little, then.”
“And now?”
“Yes,” Lisa whispered. She looked shyly down at the carpet, with shame written through the red on her marvelous little face.
“So you want to be like Sara? Ours, to be used as we wish?”
“Yes-” She cleared her throat. “Yes, I want that.”
“Then, before you truly make your decision, I have to explain some rules.” He sat in his armchair in the middle of the room, a glass of wine in his hand as he talked. “As long as you are here, we own you, just as a piece of property. You do as we please without protest, whatever we ask of you. But … we will only ask you once. We will not repeat ourselves. It’s up to you then to decide whether to obey or not. No one is forcing you to be here, and that will continue to be the case. And if you choose to leave, it will not be held against you, nor threaten your job. You are still employed as a maid here and we will take care of you. But you can not return here, to our room, the next night. Or the nights after. Do you understand?”
She nodded slowly. “Yes.”
“And you call me ‘master’ when you address me.”
“Yes, master.”
“Good.” He stayed quiet a few seconds, probably to see if she was considering leaving. But when she remained still he nodded with a satisfied grunt. “Sara sweetie, unbutton her nightgown.”
“Yes, master.”
The young maid was quickly in place behind the blond beauty and began to softly unbutton the hem of her back. The maid trembled slightly when the thin garment fell to the floor, exposing her perky, round titties.
“Jesus,” Maja whispered. She stared as if bewitched at the young girl’s body. She had natural, curly hair, bright as the sun, which fell over her shoulders while perfectly framing the well-rounded but puffy breasts. The juicy buds were small and pink, but pointed straight into the fresh night air. Her skin was almost as pale as her hair and the hips were round and soft. The farmer’s wife rounded the girl again and caressed her bare back with her fingers, feeling her twitch a little. “Think when I had such firm breasts.”
“Beauty comes in different forms, my beloved,” said her husband.
Majas fingers closed over Lisa’s breasts from behind, weighed them and squeezed softly. “They have turned quite stiff. You should feel.”
“In time.”
Maja squeezed the young girl’s nipples between her fingers, just as Patrik had pinched hers. She heard the girl gasp as she twisted them. Was it out of enjoyment, or only pain? The woman brought her fingers down, over her soft stomach until it rested just above her pussy. Feeling the girl inhale deeply, she slipped past the thin cloth. A rough bush gave way for her gentle touch and her fingers felt the heat and moisture över the soft slit. The girl’s breathing intensified as the fingers played between her legs and she squirmed involuntarily with her back against Maja.
“It seems like our little maid is horny,” Maja said over the girl’s shoulder. She held up her wet fingers as evidence. “She is hairy though. Something has to be done about that.”
Her husband nodded. “Sara, you heard your mistress. Get the chair.”
The other maid, who stood still obediently with her hands clasped in front of her, moved immediately. Soon a chair stood in the middle of the room, with the maid Sara standing behind it with her hands again clasped in front of her belly. It struck Maja how fit the girl’s young body was. She followed every request without hesitation or thought of protest, her eyes submissively fixed on the floor but still standing straight, waiting for more instructions.
“Sara, free her,” Sigvard ordered och nodded towards Lisa.
Sara sank to her knees behind the other maid and slowly began to pull the last item of clothing down Lisa’s hips. As soon as the hem moved past the hips, it lost traction and fell down the thighs and landed at her cute, bare feet. As the young girl stepped out of them, her hands unconsciously moved towards her private parts. Catching herself and blushing prettily, she stopped the movement before it obstructed the view of her sweet pussy.
“A proper bush, but it was expected,” said her husband.
“But beautiful nonetheless. She almost makes me feel self-conscious,” Maja admitted, her eyes transfixed at the maids’ young, swollen pussy. The blonde bush covered most of the area, but she could still outline the moisture – both from the pussy itself and from the thin, glistening lines of wet running down her thighs.
“No one can compete with you, my beloved,” said Sigvard. “But we have to do something about that bush. Immediately.”
“Sara, get the scissors, the razor blade, the bucket and the soap.”
The maid stood still, naked in front of her two employers, while Sara ran to fetch the tools. The deep red blush had spread down her face, over her neck. She awkwardly glanced at them while gripping and releasing the furry carpet surface with her bare toes. A short while later, Sara returned, arms full, and pulled out a chair for Lisa to sit on.
“Put your feet on the edge of the chair and spread as wide as you can,” instructed her husband.
Lisas pale skin grew redder as she sat down on the chair. “Yes, master,” she said, as she parted her legs wide, opening herself up completely.
“She’s wet, honey,” said Maja. “The pussy is practically steaming.”
Lisa lowered her eyes with an embarrassed look, but not even she could deny the truth behind Maja’s words.
“Sara, you know the routine. Be careful, this is her first time and she’s probably as nervous as you were.”
“Yes, sir,” Sara replied with heavy breathing as she stared as transfixed between her friend’s legs. She slid down to her knees in front of Lisa’s parted thighs and picked up the scissors. Then she carefully went to work.
First, the maid carefully cut the top of the blonde bush, trimmed it until only a thin layer of pubic hair remained. Then she lubricated her pussy with a special, foamy soap. Lisa’s breath deepened and her eyes went almost glassy as she leaned her head back over the backrest, facing the roof as she inhaled and exhaled with exaggerated breaths. Finally, Sara gently let the razor blade do its thing.
Maja felt an itch between her own legs as Lisas body moved in small squirms, fighting the pleasure as her pussy was being shaved for the first time. She wondered how the girl felt, completely bare and exposed, sitting with her legs spread wide while another gorgeous, blonde girl slowly pulled a razor blade over her pulsating pussy. She saw how the girl jerked as Sara’s hands touched the sensitive spots, and she listened as Lisas breath became even more heavy and unsteady.
Maja took her husband’s hand and put it over her cunt.
“Are you a bit aroused?” he asked, rubbing a finger between her spreading folds.
“Very.”
When Sara finally put down the razor and inspected the bare, soft skin with the top of her fingers, both the outer and inner labia were parted and shiny. The gorgeous, blonde maid kept her eyes lowered, her face still caught in a cute blush, while she waited for the farmer’s response.
“Superb,” said the farmer with an approving smile. “It seems like you’ve been waiting a long time to be touched like that. Isn’t that right, Lisa?”
“Yes, sir,” she whispered.
“I think it’s time for our girls to show us what they can do,” said Maja. “Sara, sit down next to Lisa.”
Sara pulled out a chair and sat obediently next to Lisa.
“Show yourselves.”
Lisa glanced to the side and saw Sara pull her feet up to the edge of the chair, lift the hem to the nightgown and spread her legs wide. Lisa, who had just closed her legs, opened her pale thighs again.
“Now that sure is a lovely sight,” said the farmer. “Are you feeling aroused, Sara?”
“Yes, sir,” the girl whispered.
“Do you want to touch yourself?”
“Yes, sir. I do.”
“Do it, slowly.”
The maid let her fingers wander downwards and Lisa’s eyes were locked between her friend’s thighs as the maid closed eyes and began to touch her most delicate parts.
“And you, Lisa?” Maja asked as her husband’s fingers reached between her legs. “What do you want?”
“I-” Lisa blushed and cleared her throat. “I don’t know.”
“Do you also want to touch yourself?” asked Sigvard.
“Y…Yes.”
“Yes what?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Come on then. Don’t be shy.”
A little tentative and fully blushing, the girl began to finger the freshly shaved skin between her thighs. She parted her soft, wet lips and slowly pulled her middle finger into the slit, up and down, feeling the moisture that formed. She seemed only vaguely aware that Sara was sitting next to her and doing exactly the same thing. A moan escaped her lips as she began massaging one of her breasts with a free hand. She met Maja’s gaze through half-closed eyes. The sight of the young virgin with her freshly shaved pussy made it throb even more between Maja’s thighs. She parted her legs wider and met her husband’s fingers with her hip. Her hands massaged her plump breasts through the thin silk gown as she followed the two girls exploring themselves. She realized how many depraved, lewd things she wanted to do with them, how far she wanted to take this. Her inner eye imagined them playing with each other, getting fucked by her husband, getting their faces and lips covered by his seed. She wanted to see them spanked, their mouths fucked, hear them moaning with pleasure and pain. She had never been on this side before, on the dominant one. She found that she liked the role.
***
Lisa lost track of time and surroundings as she caressed her smooth, slippery flower in front of her master and mistress. She had never, in her life, felt what she now felt. The shame that colored her skin was mixed with arousal and pleasure – stiffening her nipples as her pussy vibrated.
“You seem uncertain,” said Mrs. Maja. “I suppose you haven’t had much practice touching yourself?”
“No, Mrs. Maja,” Lisa replied.
“Sara, help her.”
Lisa opened her eyelids and saw Sara sliding down her chair to sit down in front of her. Her fingers slid over her thighs, caressing the fair skin before taking their place over her pussy. Lisa gasped when she again felt the girl’s fingers against her swollen, wet lips. Her fingertips slowly rubbed the delicate bud and Lisas’ own hands moved upward, over her breasts.
“Kiss her,” said the farmer, sitting on his chair with his wife on his lap. His hands had slipped inside her silk gown, between her legs.
Sara raised herself up with her hands planted on Lisa’s thighs, moved towards her face. Their lips met in a warm kiss. Lisa felt the girl’s tongue dance against hers and her own hands slid over the maids waist and firm buttocks.
“Switch places,” ordered her master.
Lisa got up with Sara’s lips still pressed against hers. They spun around so that Sara ended up in the chair as Lisa knelt down in front of her. The young maid pulled her legs up and put her bare feet on the edge of the chair. Her pussy opened itself in front of Lisa. The pink, soft lips seemed to pulsate. With a slight tremble, Lisa repeated what Sara had done to her. She slid her index finger down across the slit, feeling the warmth and moisture against the tip of her finger. With tentative motions she started massaging the tiny pearl on top. Sara moaned as she bit her lip.
Suddenly she felt a hand grip her ass, kneading and massaging as she explored Sara’s pussy. A hand gripped her hair from behind and slowly pushed her face forward, towards the glittering flower in front of her. Lisa didn’t resist, but couldn’t help but tremble just a bit as she closed in on Sara’s pussy. The hand stopped her just a short inch from the wet, throbbing lips. Lisa’s nose was practically inside of the maid’s pussy and she could feel the strong but inviting scent of Sara’s arousal. “Stick out your tongue,” whispered Mrs. Maja close to her ear. “Taste the slut.”
Lisa knew she could protest. That she could stop it at any time. But her body was on fire, her pussy itched and every part of her screamed for more. So she obeyed her mistress and met the girl’s pussy with her tongue.
She poked the wet skin with the tip of her tongue, experiencing the taste of another girl’s pussy for the first time. Sara’s breathing turned heavy in response, which encouraged Lisa to go deeper. She dragged her tongue over the swollen lips in broad motions, tasting the juices that drenched the young maids pussy. It was a strong taste, but not unpleasant. Mrs. Maja’s hand guided her över the girl’s pussy, bringing her up and down as she licked like a cat from a bowl. Her head was forced deeper between Sara’s legs and she kissed the slit as she had just kissed the girl’s mouth, with her tongue dancing between the slippery vale.
*SMACK* She gasped as a hand firmly hit her buttocks. “Lick her deeper.” Lisa’s face was forced deeper into Sara’s pussy, and she stuck out her tongue, squiggling it inside of Sara’s opening.
*SMACK* The palm hit her buttocks again and she involuntarily gasped with her tongue deep inside her friend.
“Keep it up. Lick her until she squeals,” said Mrs. Maja, her voice hoarse.
Lisa’s face was now buried between Sara’s legs and she felt how the hips met her mouth in a soft rhythm.
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
The hand continued to slap her buttocks. It hit the same area each time and a stinging redness slowly began to spread. Lisa moaned as the intensity increased.
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
“Get your little friend to climax. When she gasps in ecstasy and shouts your name, your punishment ends,” Mrs. Maja said as she spanked Lisa’s ass in a steady rhythm.
A searing pain began to spread over Lisa’s buttocks. Her right buttock felt like it was burning, while her pussy screamed for attention. She herself could not see anything, buried between Sara’s legs as she was, but she felt the thighs twitch against her cheeks and the maid twisted in involuntary movements over her. Mrs. Maja’s hand pressed her harder against the pussy, making it almost hard to breathe, and in a nimble movement, Sara pulled her legs up so that her bare feet locked behind Lisa’s neck and over Mrs. Maja’s hand, adding pressure to Lisa’s face as she struggled for air buried in the girl’s pussy.
“You like it, don’t you, slut? Watching your friend get spanked as she licks your pussy.”
“Yes, Mrs. Maja,” Sara moaned. Her feet pressed harder against Lisa’s neck.
“Do you want to get spanked too? To feel your bum sting and blush like little Lisa’s here?”
“Very much, Mrs. Maja,” the girl whispered as she heaved herself against Lisa’s face.
“Do you want to cum on her sweet little face, like your master has cum on yours so many times?”
“Mmmm.” She seemed to have a hard time finding words, and Lisa had a hard time hearing them, trapped as she was between the girl’s surprisingly strong legs and Maja’s persistent hand. The pain soon made Lisa quiver in rhythm with each loud *SMACK* against her buttocks, as her pulsating pussy overcame the searing pain.
And suddenly Sara chirped, Lisa pressed harder against her lap and something splashed on her face, something wet. Lisa’s nose and mouth were covered in jets of Sara’s juices as the spasms coursed through the maid’s body, but finally Sara let go and let Lisa raise her head. She turned to face Mrs. Maja and her husband, fully aware that her face was covered in Sara’s juices.
The wealthy farmer had pulled out his cock and jerked it slowly. It was so big! How had little Sara managed to fit it in her pussy? In her throat!? How would it fit in Lisa?
Mrs. Maja stepped back and sat on Mr. Karlssons knees, closed her fingers around his member and took over the slow strokes. “Our maids have to be clean, right honey?”
“Of course,” he replied.
“You have to clean each other up every time you get dirty. That’s the rule if you want to be our little dolls. Understood?”
“Yes, Mrs. Maja,” Sara and Lisa said together. They were kneeling in front of the couple, side by side, both naked, both red-flamed. Sara was sweaty from her orgasm, her hair a mess, while Lisa’s face was dripping with the other maid’s juices. Sara turned to Lisa and took her face in her hands. Their lips first met in a brief, but slushy kiss, before her tongue continued to wander over her face. Lisa closed her eyes as the maid lapped up the pussy juices from her face with an almost cat-like tongue. Lisa felt the taste of the juices as Sara returned to her lips in a hungry kiss.
“Good girl,” said the Great Farmer. “I think you dolls are getting heated up now. It’s payback time. Come here. On your knees!” Sara and Lisa crawled across the floor on their knees, stood up in front of his half-flabby cock. “Have you ever sucked a cock before, Lisa?”
“No, sir,” Lisa replied with a slightly shaky voice.
“It’s about time. It’s one of the most important skills a little slave can learn. Don’t you agree, love?”
“Of course,” Maja said as she continued to jerk off her husband’s cock. “A docile slut must know how to please her master.”
“I want to learn, sir,” said Lisa.
“Good. Come here!” Lisa crawled forward the extra meter until she was on her knees in front of the Great farmer and his semi-hard cock. She felt her stomach flutter, but she straightened her back and folded her hands obediently in front of her, awaiting instructions from her master.
“Take my cock in your hand. Wrap your fingers around it and feel it pulse.” Lisa did as he said. It was warm, excluding power even though it wasn’t at its full size.
“I feel, sir.”
“This cock is from now on the most important thing in your life. It is more important than your work on the farm and more important than yourself. Repeat what I say if you understand.”
Lisa nodded. “Yes, sir. It is the most important thing in my life.” She felt herself being pulled deeper into the Great farmer’s grip as the small part of her that still held doubt slowly started to surrender as she repeated his words. As she spoke the words, they solidified into truth. She was his and the cock in front was her everything.
“You must worship this cock and take care of it. Everything it wants you must give it. Your will is no longer your own. Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir. My will is no longer mine. It belongs to you.” She felt lighter. Like her submission set her free. She belonged to her master and mistress.
“Your body is mine to use how I want, when I want. You are to take care of it, keep it clean and pleasant but in mind and matter, it is mine. Understood?”
“Yes, sir. My body is yours. You can do anything and everything you want with it.” The cock stiffened a little in her hand as she forced herself deeper into the farmer’s grip. She understood that it made him aroused to hear her submission.
“Good. I will give you many tasks, but sometimes you will not succeed in what I ask of you. When you have been stupid, disobedient or done wrong, I will have to punish you. Do you understand that as well?”
“Yes, sir. I understand that you must punish me when I disobey.”
“Your punishments will hurt, sometimes for days afterwards, but they are necessary to make you as good and docile a slave as possible. You understand?”
“Yes, sir. It is for my sake that you punish me, so that I may serve you better.”
“And just as you’ll be punished when you have been disobedient, you will be rewarded when you have been good. The form of rewards may differ. Maybe I let you stroke yourself to orgasm, or let Sara lick you in front of me. But the absolute greatest reward you can get is my seed on your face or in your mouth. That is your highest reward, and you must earn it. My seed will not be free.”
“No sir. I have to earn your seed.”
“But every time I release my seed, it has to be cleaned up, so it doesn’t go to waste. If you’ve earned it, you’ll get to take care of it with your tongue, otherwise Sara will get it all. If both have been disobedient, my beloved wife will do the cleansing.”
“Yes, sir. Then Mrs. Maja will have your sperm.”
“Good. And one last rule. From now on, you are not allowed to orgasm or fondle yourself without my permission. No matter how aroused you are, no matter how tempting it is, you are not allowed to climax unless I have given permission . You can ask nicely if the need arises, but if I say no, that’s what counts.”
“Yes, sir. I’m not allowed to caress my pussy or have an orgasm without your permission,” Lisa replied again. The last rule made her aware of how warm she was between her thighs.. She decided to be as good a slave as she could, to do whatever it took for them to allow her to touch herself.
“Good. To prove your devotion you will not have an orgasm tonight. Tonight you will show what kind of servant you want to be and how obedient you intend to be in the future. Understood?”
Lisa swallowed, trying not to show her disappointment. “Yes, sir. I will not orgasm tonight, or at all until you give me permission.” Her burning pussy screamed in protest, but she ignored it as best she could. It was easier said than done.
“I want to remind you that the offer from earlier still stands. You are free to leave now or whenever you want.”
“Yes, sir. I know.” She was free to leave. She would still have her job, her bed and be fed every day. Her life would go on as usual. But she would not be welcome back into his bedroom. “I will not leave, master. I want to be yours. Your… property.”
“Good.” His mandom was harder in her hand, but still not in its full right. “Now you’re going to show me how talented you are at using that mouth.”
Lisa turned her gaze back to the cock and bent down towards it. She was nervous, unsure, but at the same time impatient to taste it. She remembered the image of Sara when she had the rod deep down her throat. The strings of saliva that hung over her chin as he pulled out. Would that be Lisa in a few seconds? Or would the Great farmer be gentle her first time? How had it been for Sara when she first took him between her lips?
Lisa embraced the dark glans and she felt the salty taste of his pre-cum. She slid deeper down the shaft, running her tongue over the warm skin. The cock reacted in her mouth, growing slowly. Mrs. Maja was still sitting on her husband’s lap and Lisa touched her bare thigh with her cheek as she lowered herself deeper over his cock. She put a hand over Mrs. Maja’s thigh for support, and sucked hard as she pulled her head back. The cock was growing even faster now and Lisa wondered absentmindedly how it would fit in her mouth when it reached its full size.
“How’s she doing, my husband?” asked Mrs. Maja above her. She stroked Lisa’s hair.
“A bit clumsy, but she has talent. With experience, she’ll be a good mouth worker,” said the Great farmer.
“She will get plenty of experience.” Mrs. Maja grabbed Lisa’s hair, holding her head still as the cock hardened even more. Soon it seemed to reach full size. “Shall we see how deep she can take it?”
“Yes. Her throat-training needs to start early if she is to learn.”
Lisa, who was already struggling to fit the cock in her mouth, felt the farmer’s wife’s hand push her down deeper over the throbbing pole. She felt the glans pass the root of the tongue and approach the throat. She realized she wasn’t even halfway down the cock, and yet she gagged involuntarily. She gasped for air and coughed as her head was pushed down another inch. She was held there for a few long seconds before Mrs. Maja eased her grip and released her. She gasped heavily and felt an involuntary tear roll down her cheek.
“You were good, but I think you can do better,” said her master. “Show me.”
“Yes, sir.” She returned to the cock. She sucked and licked, trying to sense what he wanted. She massaged his balls while sucking. Then she drew in her breath and sank deeper. A hand pressed against the top of her head, forcing the cock further down. The glans touched her throat. Her eyes watered and she fought the reflex to pull away. After a few seconds she couldn’t take it anymore, and jerked her head away while coughing. Saliva ran down her chin, but she returned to the cock. She would be a good little slave for her master. She would get that reward. Maybe he would even let her orgasm? Her warm pussy made her involuntarily squirm on her knees.
She continued to suck the cock, deeper and deeper each time. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t get more than halfway down the wide shaft before it stopped. If she went deeper than that, she immediately started to gag as tears made her sight blurry, and she was forced to stop. She understood that she had a reflex that needed to be removed, and she decided to make it happen. She would practice, on her own time, until she managed to take the Great farmer’s entire cock in her mouth. She would be as good a slave as Sara.
“That’s enough,” the Great farmer finally said and firmly pulled her off his cock. Strings of spit dangled in the air between her chin and the wet mandom as she gasped for air. “You’re trying well, but you need more practice. So I’m going to give you some motivation. When you can take my entire cock down your throat, and can hold it there as I count to five, I’ll give you permission to cum. But not before that.”
“Yes, sir,” replied Lisa with a sinking heart. She wouldn’t be allowed to touch her pussy until she took his entire cock down her throat. It would take days, maybe weeks, before she learned that. How would she survive so long without release?
“Now it’s little Sara’s turn to show what she can do. I’ve been waiting to take you in your bum. I was going to save it for a holiday, but I’m done waiting now. Tonight I’m going to fuck your ass.”
Sara nodded, but Lisa could tell she was a little nervous. Not the way Lisa would have been if she had just found out that the Great farmer’s huge cock was going to sodomize her, but still a tad nervous.
“You will have twenty minutes to prepare. Lisa may help you, but you may not use anything else. Understood?”
“Yes, sir,” answered the maid obediently.
“Time begins now.”
Sara stood on all fours, legs apart and butt pouting against Lisa. She wiggled her rear impatiently to show she was waiting. Lisa realized that she was the one the maid was waiting for.
Lisa would be a good slave and give the Great farmer reason to reward her. Maybe, if she was fully obedient, he’d let her touch herself even before she learned to take his cock completely?
So she knelt down in front of Sara’s waiting ass. She couldn’t help but squeeze the firm buttocks for a little while. It was satisfying to see the way the skin moved as she lightly slapped the almost cream white cheeks. Then she parted them and looked down at the wrinkled opening. It looked really tight.
She licked a finger and placed it against the opening. She pushed slowly and heard Sara gasp. She continued to push, feeling the opening give way around her. As she slid softly into Sara’s tight bum, she heard the maid moan. It was so small, so cramped shut, that it took strength for Lisa’s slender finger to get past the knuckle. How would a whole cock fit?
It suddenly struck Lisa that she was currently sodomizing another girl with her finger. Why did Sara’s whimpering moans get her so excited? What would her father and mother say if they saw her now? Their daughter, not even married, with her finger deep in another girl’s ass. The thought was enough to make her blush, but not enough to make her stop. How did Sara feel? Was it only pain, or was there some pleasure as well? The girl’s pussy was hot and wet, so at least the situation seemed to arouse her.
A finger wouldn’t be enough, not if she wanted to handle the Master member. Lisa pulled her finger out, moistened it between her lips and inserted two fingers, stretching Sara’s sphincter.
“Oh!” Sara moaned, her voice was laced with pain mixed with pleasure. “Careful, please.”
Lisa took it slowly, but the tingle between her legs spurred her to push her fingers deeper. It was so exciting to feel the girl’s ass tightening around her knuckles, to have her under her control.
If she hadn’t been so aroused, she probably wouldn’t have done what she did then. If someone had asked her a few weeks earlier if it was something she would ever do, the thought would have disgusted her. But the situation, and the fire in her pussy, had her in its grip:
Lisa spat down between the buttocks, saw the spit land in the little wrinkled crater, and bent her head down. She tentatively stuck out her tongue and heard Sara gasp as the tip touched her clinching hole. The gasps were replaced by surprised, but pleasurable, whimpers as Lisa began massaging the wrinkled area with her wet tongue. She alternated between lapping like a cat and rubbing her tongue against the center of the opening. The maid gasped even louder as Lisa firmly thrust her tongue deep, trying to push past the stubborn sphincter.
“Oh,” Sara quipped. “Don’t stop… keep going…”
Spurred on by the girl’s pleading words, Lisa burrowed deeper into the narrow opening. She pushed a finger in, licking while pulling quickly. She felt it slowly give way, so she pushed in another finger. It was still a long way from the Great Farmer’s cock, but it was better than nothing.
“That’s enough,” said the Great Farmer at last. “Now you’re ready.”
Lisa backed away from Sara, who sighed in disappointment as the tongue left her ass.
The Master and Maja stepped forward behind her. Maja felt softly with a red-painted finger around the saliva-covered, wrinkled opening. She let her finger slide in. “Tight,” she said. “But no more than I was the first time. It’ll hurt quite a bit for a while, but soon she’ll like it.”
“And you didn’t have Lisa’s tongue to help you wet the hole. Speaking of which. Slave!” He nodded at Lisa and pointed to the floor next to Sara’s exposed, pale ass. Lisa obediently crawled over and opened her mouth. The Great Farmer inserted his cock without any trace of tenderness and Lisa once again let her lips and tongue massage the veiny skin. She spat on the wide shaft, using her hands to spread the saliva until the cock was covered in a slithery layer.
The Great Farmer took position behind Sara. Lisa helped him place his cock between the young maid’s buttocks. The maid stiffened as the cock slowly forced her open and inhaled loudly as the sphincter gave way to his glans. She leaned her head on the floor and whimpered as the cock slid deeper into her. Lisa stared in fascination as her ass yielded to the Big Farmer’s enormous manhood. She didn’t know the anal opening could stretch like that. When was her own ass going to get fucked? Would she be as brave as Sara, who stoically met the cock with her hip, or would the pain blind her?
When would her Master take her pussy?
“Come here,” said Mrs. Maja. She put her bare foot against Sara’s back, pulled back the silk robe to reveal her shaved twat, and pulled Lisa’s hair so that her mouth was between her legs. Lisa obediently licked the pussy while the Great Farmer started to fuck Sara with deeper strokes. The girl moaned in pain, but the tone soon changed. The pain didn’t go away, but the whimpers became more and more pleasurable.
“Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh,” the maid moaned every time his scrotum hit her lap. “Fuck my tight little ass! I’m yours, Master. My body and ass are yours! Use me however you want!”
Mrs. Maja humped her pussy against Lisa’s face, who lapped with her tongue and sucked on the little pink pearl, trying to satisfy her mistress. It seemed she was doing well, based on Mrs. Maja’s gasps.
“You are such an obedient little pet,” murmured the beautiful woman. “Such a good little cunt-licker.” She pressed Lisa harder against her pussy and jerked violently as an orgasm swept through her body. Lisa’s face became wet again.
The Farmer grunted. “Slavegirl, lie under Sara, your head between her legs.” Lisa left Mrs. Maja and crawled under Sara where she stood on all fours. She moved forward until she was laying on her back with her face under Sara’s dripping pussy and the Great Farmer’s thrusting cock. “Lick her as I fuck her ass.”
Lisa obeyed again, craning her neck so she gained access. The Farmer’s sack slapped against her face as she licked the maid’s pussy.
The big farmer’s pumping became more intense and soon he was fucking Sara’s ass with the same force as if it had been her pussy. Sara rocked back and forth in his hands, but only encouraged him with her moans and pleading words.
“Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.” The balls thumped against Lisa in time with the moans. “Keep fucking me, master… teach me to be your good little fuck doll… make me into your obedient little slave… Oh!”
The Master spanked the ass cheeks with his hand, over and over, making them blush as he fucked the maid hard. Finally, with a drawn out moan, he pulled his cock free. “You’re going to taste my seed today, Lisa. You’ve been an obedient girl, showing great promise. Don’t swallow it all. You’re going to share it with whore of a friend.”
He yanked on his cock faster, closed his eyes and aimed it down at Lisa where she lay underneath. She gaped obediently and the seed hit her face in scattered bursts. Some hit the tongue, some over the eyes and cheeks.
In the middle of the squirt, he bent down and inserted his cock into her mouth. “Don’t swallow, this is Sara’s portion.”
The cock squirted a few more bursts into her mouth and she let the cum roll over her tongue, completely lost in her role as a submissive piece of property to her Master. “Show me.”
She gaped, showing him the white, sticky semen as her tongue made it waggle.
“Good. Sara, claim your reward!”
Sara, on shaky legs, turned and saddled Lisa. She lowered her face and met Lisa’s cum-stained lips. They kissed with the Masters seed between them, letting it flow back and forth between their hungry mouths. Finally, Sara closed her lips around a good amount of the salty cream, raised herself to her knees and knelt in front of the Great Farmer. Lisa did the same, still with her own portion of jizz in her mouth.
“Show the seed,” ordered their Master. They opened their mouths and showed that the semen was still there. “Good. Swallow and don’t forget to say thank you.”
Lisa swallowed and felt the salt tickle her tastebuds as the cum ran down her throat. “Thank you for the seed, Master,” she said.
“Thank you for the seed, Master,” said Sara.
“You have been prime tonight, Sara. Clean Lisa’s face and chest. Then you can lie down in our bed. Tonight you get to sleep with us, as a reward.”
Lisa met Sara’s bright, glassy eyes, felt her warm body against her own as the young girl leaned closer, a wicked smile on her lips as their firm, pointy breasts pressed against each other. The slutty little maid kissed the tip of her nose gently, then moved downwards, her tongue slurping hungrily as licked up the cum that ran along Lisa’s sweaty skin. She made sure to not waste a drop. As she kissed and licked the semen of Lisa’s face, she massaged and fondled her firm body, playing with her nipples, stroking her hips and sharing her warmth. When Lisa’s face was completely clean from the Master’s seed, the cute little maid helped her to her feet. They then staggered away towards bed, Sara’s bare legs a little wobbly. Naked and sweaty, they huddled between the Great Farmer and his wife. Lisa felt the flaccid cock against her buttocks as he lay behind her, one arm over her breast absently playing with her statically stiff nipples. Mrs. Maja did the same with Sara’s firm butt. Once again, Lisa forced herself to lie still. Her pussy screamed and screamed, wanting to be freed from its shackles. But she couldn’t listen to the frustrating screams, not yet. She would make a good slave. She would learn everything her Master taught her. She was going to be his property, his little fuck doll, just like Sara. And when he allowed, she would scream her orgasm all over the house.
She had made her decision.