Maid to Order [FF, Fdom, NC, Humil] (part 3/3)

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I finally arrived home at five Sunday morning. I remained in bed the entire day. I awoke with a headache and full blown depression. I became dangerously close to gulping down an entire bottle of aspirin. Fortunately I was a coward.

Arriving at work Monday morning my worst fear was realized. Sitting in the middle of my desk was a basket filled with cleaning items. Leaning against the basket was a sign…”Tool kit for a Maid.”

So now the entire office staff knew. Surprisingly, they were only aware of my role as a maid, not the sex involved. I spent the day going out of my way to avoid everyone.

After work, I went straight to Marlene’s apartment. She hadn’t asked me to drop by…I was drawn there by an inner need I didn’t fully understand.

The apartment was immaculate. Someone had cleaned up after the party. I changed out her bedding and cleaned her bathroom. I was cooking her dinner when she arrived home.

“What the hell are you doing here?” she asked. “I didn’t order you to be here did I?”

I [F] went out on i bike ride while gaged, clamped and fully stuffed [MF]

So, a bit of context first, skip to the ### if you want to go straight to the juicy part.

I’m a 22 year old pettite girl, with short brown hair and hazel eyes. Self esteem and insecurities aside, consider myself to have a pretty decent body, with perky medium tits and a nice round ass. Check my post history if you want to see them.

Normaly, i live with my parents, but since both of them are doctors i had to isolate myself alone at my family’s beach house. That would be nice if it werent winter in the southern hemisphere – it gets so fucking cold its impossible to enjoy the beach, besides that, this neighborhood gets so deserted i have to drive one hour to get groceries. So, because of all that i hadn’t had sex in four months. It was driving me crazy, as i’m sure most of you are going trough the same. The only things keeping me sane were my arsenal of sex toys and my bike rides on the sand whenever the tide got low, cue yesteday morning i got the idea: why not put both togheter?

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Lustful Affair with a Gym Friend

I’m going to change her name to protect her anonymity. I don’t suspect she or anyone she knows would ever read this, but I’m just being cautious. She is married and has three children. It’s not lost on me that what we engaged in was wrong to a large degree but it doesn’t change the fact that we had an intense encounter that resulted in some of the best sex I’ve ever had.

Amanda is somebody who over time, I become casual acquaintances with at my gym. He was a tall, lean blonde woman, attractive in her own way but not to the point where she was unapproachable. She’s very friendly and outgoing, always says hello and asks me how things are going. Over a few years she and I just became very friendly, but I felt an undercurrent of sexual attraction between us. I would catch her looking at me from across the gym and she would catch me occasionally. We were playing coy games and it was fun. But that’s where it ended, she had a family.

Tired and Tied [MF / first person / asleep / rope]

Slowly, my eyes drift open. 

I inhale deeply, stretching and getting up. A quick trip to the bathroom.

Walking back into the bedroom, I glance at the alarm clock on my beside table. 1:37 am. 

My eyes fall on the beauty in my bed. How lucky I am to be with such a beautiful woman. The night has already blessed me with your embrace, and you fell asleep straight afterwards. Your laying on your stomach, holding onto your pillow. The moonlight shines through a sliver in the curtains. Your body almost glows in the ambient light, accentuating your curves. Just thinking about the fun we had earlier in the night gets me excited all over again and a naughty idea forms in my head.

I quietly walk over to my closet and find a piece of rope. Back at the bed, I gently take hold of your wrists, one at a time. You stir and I freeze, but you don’t wake up. I continue working, slowly tying your wrists together, then tying the other end of the rope to the headboard. 

My first time Snapchat show and tell leads to a VERY satisfying night…[MFF, Exh]

*Part 1 of my story is in my profile, if you want it! Be sure to follow for more…*

 

I sat in the bathtub. The bubbles embraced my body. I kept reaching for the phone and then setting it back down on the rim. Even if I dropped it into the tub, my husband had gotten me the newest model. He was so sweet. I glanced into the bedroom and saw him nude, sprawled across the bed akimbo and drooling on our nice comforter.

I sighed. It was 12:45am. If I snapped a younger woman at this time of night, I knew exactly what it would be for. I had requested her on Snapchat and she accepted, but I had not sent a single message in twenty-four hours. I was worried she’d start thinking we weren’t interested. Like we hadn’t fantasized about how she watched us rut like animals on the beach while she stroked herself.

That had been a good, damn, trip. I played with a nipple. I pushed suds down so my nice floaty cleavage would be in the shot. She’d see it and I’d be like: “*Oh, these babies? Well that’s just how they always look!*”

I [M21] was seduced by my best friends sister [F18] [MF]

I actually posted this story a couple months ago and it blew up with over 1.5k upvotes within 12 hours, but I deleted it because some events unfolded that actually made this story relevant again and I wanted to follow through with some things first. Ive made a throwaway, and some recent life stuff has occurred that I really think this sub would enjoy that I’ll share as extra parts if this gets the same type of attention it got before.

I’m currently 25 and this took place about five years ago. Honestly, there isn’t any exaggeration in this story.

I grew up in a small town, and when I went off to college, my best friend stayed in town working towards his trade. Im very introverted, and spent a lot of my time back home with Mike as I was only going to school a half hour away and wasn’t into the fraternity/partying scene.

My friend Mike was a really great down to earth dude. I’ve known him since 7th grade and we still talk regularly even though hes now across the country. During this time, he was raised by a single mom who was a doctor so she was always gone at night. She worked the graveyard shift.

[FM] I recently found out that the guy I had hooked up with in a hotel is an NFL star

I can’t really tell this to anyone except for my very close girl friends. I’m obviously not gonna say his name but he is a white NFL player, star of his team. A little backstory is needed here.

**Backstory**

My parents moved to the US from the Czech Republic *before* I was born. So even though I was born and raised here, football was never part of my life much. We never had football Sundays at the house while growing up and my first encounter with how big football is to most people was in high school. I was already interested in other sports (tennis and cycling) so I paid no attention to football. I went to a few games with my friends but it was for the social aspect of it. The only team I know is the Kansas Chiefs because they won the SuperBowl lol. Anyway, you get the idea. I know *nothing* about football, let alone players.

**The Encounter**

The Book Club, Part 2

Part 1 in comments.

The Book Club, Part 2

Stephanie and I raved about the book club meeting for days after it happened. I was surprised to hear just how aroused it had made her. She and I had spoken casually about group sex a few times, but I had never expected her to be so enthused to see me with other women.

She told me about the rush she felt when she saw the other women touching me. She said it was mostly hot, and there was a little sting of jealousy, but that only made it more arousing. On a Thursday night, less than a week after the initial party, she and I were in the living room, sitting on the couch.

“So, would you like to serve another party at our house?” Stephanie asked sheepishly.

The Book Club, Part 2 (CFNM)

[The Book Club, Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/panther_eyes/comments/he0qa3/the_book_club_part_1_cfnm/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

The Book Club, Part 2

Stephanie and I raved about the book club meeting for days after it happened. I was surprised to hear just how aroused it had made her. She and I had spoken casually about group sex a few times, but I had never expected her to be so enthused to see me with other women.

She told me about the rush she felt when she saw the other women touching me. She said it was mostly hot, and there was a little sting of jealousy, but that only made it more arousing. On a Thursday night, less than a week after the initial party, she and I were in the living room, sitting on the couch.

“So, would you like to serve another party at our house?” Stephanie asked sheepishly.

“Uh, hell yeah, I would,” I replied.

“Okay, great. Some of the girls requested we host again this weekend,” she said.

The Book Club, Part 2 (CFNM)

[The Book Club, Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/panther_eyes/comments/he0qa3/the_book_club_part_1_cfnm/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

The Book Club, Part 2

Stephanie and I raved about the book club meeting for days after it happened. I was surprised to hear just how aroused it had made her. She and I had spoken casually about group sex a few times, but I had never expected her to be so enthused to see me with other women.

She told me about the rush she felt when she saw the other women touching me. She said it was mostly hot, and there was a little sting of jealousy, but that only made it more arousing. On a Thursday night, less than a week after the initial party, she and I were in the living room, sitting on the couch.

“So, would you like to serve another party at our house?” Stephanie asked sheepishly.

“Uh, hell yeah, I would,” I replied.

“Okay, great. Some of the girls requested we host again this weekend,” she said.

“I thought your group met once a month,” I returned, thinking aloud.