Story Excerpt

Mistress And Her Milkmaid, by Jezebel Rose

I knew right when I saw her enter my chambers that I must taste her. Not her must-be-delicious pussy, but the sweet milk was residing in her oversized, heaving breasts. I knew that I was going to love my new toy. I couldn’t just stand and stare at her breasts, though. She had beautiful brown locks and hypnotizing green eyes that would suck anyone into them. And her lips, well, she had the perfect dick-sucking lips, and those would come in handy later. I knew that I was making a spectacle of myself; I had to at the very least introduce myself. I stepped forward and looked down at her.

“Ah, you must be my new maid, Emma.” She had trouble meeting my eyes for a few seconds and stumbled on her words.

“Oh, uh, yes. I am Emma. And you must be Mi—”I cut her off midway through, saying my full name; she was sexy, yes. But she was beneath me.

“Mila, yes. That is my name. Though you may refer to me as ‘Mistress Mila’.” She clumsily curtsied, nearly knocking over a vase. I made a show of glancing her up and down, sizing her up.

“You know, you’re lucky you’re pretty to look at. I don’t believe you’ll be of much use to me. But you may be some fun. Don’t you think so, Noah?” I turned to the manservant that had escorted her to my chambers. He held his head high, his dark brown hair barely brushed over his eyes, and sized her up as well.

“Yes, she does.” A slight blush appeared on his cheeks with his answer. I tilted my head to the side and teased him further.

“I think she would be fun to fuck. What do you think? Would you fuck her, Noah? Do you want to feel your big cock throbbing inside her tight pussy? I think she would like it.” I looked from Noah to Emma, her face turned bright red, and I could see Noah’s cock growing in his pants; what an excellent package he has. I giggled aloud like a horny school girl at the thought of what he could do with that if he knew how to use it properly.

“Actually, you know what. I can’t think of a better introduction to this castle than with a proper fucking. How does that sound?” Emma’s eyes widened with shock.

“But Mistress I—”

“You what?” I retorted. She needed to know her place, I am the Mistress, and she is my plaything. She didn’t answer my question, and she didn’t have to.

“Noah, close the door and then I want you to take a seat over there. And undo your pants, will you? I want to show Emma what you have in store for her tight little pussy.” I turned to my new hucow maid.

“And you dear, are you a virgin?” She gave me her answer by looking down at the ground, and I didn’t need a verbal response.

“Well, since that is the case, I want to make sure that your pussy is primed for this gentleman. He has such a nice cock and I want him to enjoy himself. He works very hard, you see. And so far, what do you do? I’m not sure I’ve been told that yet. It doesn’t matter though, because I am going to make sure that you know your place here as the castle cumslut. I know that you want that to be your title, don’t you? I can tell that you want every hole of yours full. Don’t worry. I can make that happen. “With those last words, I gently cupped her face. I didn’t want her to think that I was always a bitch. I enjoy having a good time. She sighed at the contact, and I knew that she was ready for this.

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