Lynette Docea
The moment I parked my car and kissed Master goodbye, I marched into the college with a purpose. I held my cedar chest, my new maid's uniform rustling about my thighs. I felt so sexy in my heels, thigh-high stockings, and low-cut bodice. Students smiled at me, the girls with envy the boys with lust.
And envy.
They knew I was Lance Hayward's property. He put his garter on me. My pussy itched with juicy anticipation as I strode through the halls. The students melted out of the way. I loved it. My ass swayed as I strutted.
I was sexy. A hot and intelligent woman. That was what Master Hayward needed for his harem of maids. We had to understand the magic and figure out where new Imprisoned would be found. Creatures of darkness like that disgusting dog, the Hagazim, that had attacked me last night had to be kept sealed.
I marched right into the dean of my department's office. Velma White. A gorgeous, mocha-skinned Black woman with a Masters in Education and in History. She was smart. A brilliant teacher. She was just perfect to be in Master Hayward's harem.
She glanced up from her papers at the sight of me. "My, my, Lynette, that uniform really suits you."
"I know," I said and reached into the box. I pulled out a gray garter and tossed the lacy ring onto the desk before her.
Delight burst in Velma's eyes. The dean stood and shuddered. "Really?"
"Really," I purred. "You're perfect for the harem, Velma. You are just what we need."
"Thank you," she breathed as she slipped out of the gray blazer she had on. Beneath, she wore a sleeveless, white blouse with ruffles down the front, her large breasts rising and falling in it. She reached behind her and unzipped it. "Thank you so much!"
She drew off the blouse, her large breasts quivering in a gorgeous bra of red satin. Once more, she reached behind herself. She fumbled for a moment, her eyes lifting up and to the right. She unveiled her lush boobs. They quivered, such a rich a delicious shade. Her nipples were a dark mahogany and just as hard. Her hands slid down to her pencil skirt. She unzipped it and let it drop.
"Ooh, those are a lovely pair of panties," I purred at the red satin. "A good choice for the last pair you'll ever wear."
"I did dress a tad sexier." A smile played on her lips. "Just in case there were more garters being handed out by young Mr. Hayward."
"Master Hayward," I said as she hooked the waistband of her panties. She shoved those off, too, her large breasts jiggling back and forth. She had a small patch of pubic hair above her pussy, a triangle pointing down at her juicy slit.
"Master Hayward," she breathed as she stepped out of her panties. She held them up. "You think he'll want these."
I snatched them from her and inhaled her sweet musk. "Mmm, he'll definitely want that pussy."
Lastly, she pulled off the wedding ring on her hand and casually discarded it. "I should let my husband know I'm leaving him."
"He'll completely understand," I said as I picked up the gray garter. "Call him once this is on and just double check."
"Sure," she said and lifted her left leg.
I slipped the garter over the black pumps she wore and up her smooth calf. Her sweet musk filled my nose. She was dripping wet. She quivered as I worked it higher and higher, her hand gripping the back of her chair to keep her balance. Her big boobs swayed back and forth. I shoved it up and onto her thigh.
She groaned at that. It was on her. Right where it should be. A big smile spread on her lips. She nodded as she lowered her leg. Then she snagged her cell phone and said, "Call hubby."
The phone rang. She put it on speaker as a man picked up. "Velma, this is a surprise. Something happened at your school?"
"Yes," she said. "I'm now one of Master Hayward's maids."
"That's amazing!" her husband exclaimed. He had a deep voice that rumbled with his delight. "Wonderful. Uh, but who's that."
"He's the most amazing man in the world," she breathed.
"I bet he is," he said. "So his maid, huh?"
"Yes, so of course, I have to leave you." Velma shrugged, her big boobs jiggling. "From now on, he owns me body and soul. I can't be married to another man."
"No, no, you're right. Well, don't you worry, Velma. I'll file for divorce. We'll get it down as fast as possible."
"Oh, good," she said. "Well, it was so wonderful being married to you. I really enjoyed it. I hope you find a new wife."
"Let's just hope she doesn't become Master Hayward's maid," he chuckled. "Goodbye, Velma. I really loved you. We had a great run, but... You have to be his maid. I totally get it."
He hung up and she set down the phone, such a huge smile on her face. She stared at me then she threw her arms around me and pulled me in for a kiss. I groaned and melted into the Black woman's lips. It was so wonderful to make out with Velma.
My pussy clenched. A bead of juices ran down my thighs as my tongue danced with hers. I felt her big boobs rubbing on mine through the bodice. My hands slid down and squeezed her rump. She quivered against me.
I broke the kiss and asked, "Have you ever sixty-nined?"
"Not with a woman." She quivered. "But I'm so eager to try this new experience. It sounds like so much fun. Ooh, I'm so excited!"
So was I. This would be so much fun. I looked around the office. Where to do it at? We needed the space to really get wild with each other. There was no half-assing this. We had to do it right. My brow furrowed as I stared around and...
"The floor?" I said and pointed there. "I'll be on the bottom, if you want. I've eaten pussy before, so don't feel like you need to be smothered by my cunt."
"Thanks," she said. "Though I have a feeling I'm going to like it because Master Hayward wants me to like it!"
I nodded in complete agreement. It was so freeing being owned.
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