Sarah's grin widens as she watches your expression crumble. "Relax, Doug, I won't tell anyone about this. Unless you want me to, that is." She spins the maid's outfit around on her finger, the black fabric and lace trim glinting in the afternoon light streaming through your window.
You look down at the outfit with disgust and embarrassment but you where a boy.
and as soicity was concerend you wher less than a dog.
so you stripped naked and put on the frilly maid costume.
The fabric clings to your skin as you step into the maid uniform, the black dress laced up your back by Sarah's quick fingers. The frills tease at your exposed thighs, the white apron tied snug around your waist, the lace gloves pulled up to your elbows. You try to ignore the way the tight bodice molds to your chest, the hem just brushing the tops of your stockings.
Sarah spins you around once before declaring, "Perfect!" She claps her hands together in delight. The worst part isn't the outfit itself—it's knowing she's seen you humiliated enough times before that you didn't even hesitate before putting it on.
"Let's go."
your she grabbed your hand dragging you down the hall way to her bedroom.
you bent over and started to pick up her dirty panties, sarah stands there watching you pick up her dirty panties, biting her lip. The way her gaze trails across your body in that maid outfit makes your skin prickle with discomfort. You try to focus on the task at hand, but you can feel her watching every move you make.
Sarah sat on her bed and swung her legs back and forth.
her skirt riding up just enough to reveal a few inches of pale thigh. She's waiting, staring at you with those big blue eyes, her blonde pigtails bouncing with each movement.
"So tell me, Doug," she says casually,. "Do Crystal and Mom make you do other things when you clean their rooms?" She says with such an innocent tone, like she's asking about homework.
You freeze, a pair of her cotton panties clutched in your gloved hand.
"what else do they make you do?" Sarah presses, propping herself up on her elbows. Her legs part slightly as she shifts position, the movement causing her skirt to ride up even higher revealing her cock and balls cradled in a pair of panties
You force yourself to keep cleaning, not meeting her eyes. The maid outfit feels even tighter now, the lace gloves restricting your movements as you gather her clothes from the floor. Every minute seems like an hour as Sarah watches your every move with those piercing blue eyes.
"Why won't you answer?" she asks, sliding off the bed to stand right behind you. You can feel her breath on the back of your neck as she moves closer.
She speaks softly as she leans in, A finger trails down your back along the laces of the corset. "I saw how Crystal made you... service her after you cleaned last time. And Mom makes you wear it all day sometimes."
Your hands shake as you drop her clothes into the basket. You can feel Sarah's fingers still trailing along your back, moving lower now, tracing the line where the stockings meet your thighs.
"I'm just curious," she says with an edge of something darker than curiosity. "Do they make you..."
The question hangs in the air, unfinished but understood. Your breath catches as Sarah's hand slides around your hip, her small fingers pressing lightly against the maid skirt covering your ass.
"Or is it..." she whispers, her mouth near your ear now, "...something you like?"
You freeze completely, your whole body rigid. Sarah's other hand comes to rest on your lower back, keeping you in place as she moves closer. You can feel her pressing against you, her smaller body fitting against yours almost perfectly in the tight confines of the maid outfit.
Her breath is warm against your neck as she says, "Because you seem to put the outfit on pretty fast when Mom or Crystal tell you to."
Your fingers clench around the panties in your hand. The fabric of the maid outfit suddenly feels suffocating, the lace of the gloves too tight, the corset squeezing your ribs. Sarah's body pressed against yours feels charged with something dangerous—different from her usual taunts and teasing. Her hand remains on your back.
"Does that mean... you like it?" Sarah speaks with a soft curiosity, her words almost a purr now. One of her hands drifts lower, tracing the curve of your backside through the layers of fabric.
You swallow hard, your throat suddenly dry.
you felt the the fabric around your ass get liffted up, and Sarah's 10 inch erection pressed into your now exposed ass.
"i bet you do, dont you" she whispered.
The pressure of her cock against your exposed ass sends a jolt of panic and something darker through you. Your body tenses, but she's already moved her hand to grip your hip possessively, keeping you pinned against her. The fingers of her other hand trail up your back, pulling the maid costume tight around your torso as she speaks softly into your ear. "You can pretend all you want, Doug, but I've seen the way you breathe when Crystal talks to you like that. I know how you look when Mom makes you kneel." Her teeth graze the sensitive skin behind your ear.
One hand slides around to your front, pressing flat against your stomach through the lace fabric of the corset. "Relax."
Her fingers tighten slightly on your hip, pulling you back against her harder. The heat of her body presses against you, her bare thighs touching yours. Her cock twitches between your ass cheeks, the thick tip rubbing against the sensitive skin there.
"This is what you are now, Doug," she murmurs, her breath hot against your neck. "You belong to us. Mom says so." Her hand on your stomach moves lower, fingertips dancing along the edge of your apron before sliding beneath to rest on the bare skin of your hip. "And I say so too."
Her fingers dig in slightly, holding you in place as she grinds her erection against you.
“deep down you know you want me as much as I want you,”
you don't respond, but your body betrays you—your breathing quickens, your cock twitches in its confines, pressing against the tight laced bodice of the maid outfit. Sarah feels it immediately, her fingers flexing against your hip as she lets out a soft chuckle.
"That's what I thought," she says smugly, pressing her body flush against yours. Her free hand moves from your stomach to your crotch, cupping you through the layers of fabric. "I've waited so long for this."
She starts rubbing you slowly, her fingers working in circles against the small bulge in your panties. The friction is maddening through the thin fabric, her grip firm but not cruel.
Her breath comes faster now, matching your own erratic rhythm. She nips at your ear with her teeth before licking the spot she just bit. "I can feel how excited you are," she whispers, grinding her hips against you as she speaks. "Does it feel good to finally stop pretending?"
One hand moves up to pull at the laces of your corset, loosening them slightly. The sudden release of pressure makes you gasp, your chest expanding with the extra room. Sarah uses this opportunity to slip her hand inside the top of the corset, her cool fingers finding your nipple and pinching lightly. A sharp jolt runs through you, drawing a small whimper from your lips.
"thats it" she purred befor she plunged her cock into your ass
The sharp, intense pain as she thrusts in one brutal motion makes you gasp and arch your back. Her strong hands grip your hips hard enough to leave bruises as she starts fucking you with slow, deliberate thrusts. Each one presses you harder against the dresser, her body controlling yours completely now. The corset presses against your chest, the tight fabric constricting as you breathe heavily. Your panties are still damp from where she rubbed you before, adding to the slick heat between your legs as her cock pushes deep inside you.
"I knew you'd feel perfect," Sarah pants into your ear, her hips snapping forward with more force now.
The tightness of the maid outfit combined with her overwhelming presence pins you in place as she claims you. The dresser digs into your stomach with every thrust, the sharp edges contrasting with the smooth heat of her skin pressing against your back. Sarah's hands slide up from your hips to grip your shoulders, using them for leverage as she pounds into you harder.
"Fuck," she breathes, her rhythm faltering slightly as she bottoms out inside you. Her teeth sink into the curve where your neck meets your shoulder, marking you as she drives in again. "God, you're so tight around me."
as she held you against the dresser, her body pressing yours into the wood with each powerful thrust. The pain and pleasure mingled in your ass, the initial burn giving way to something deeper and more intense. Her cock hit something inside you that made your breath catch and your knees buckle slightly.
as she held you against the dresser, her body pressing yours into the wood with each powerful thrust.Sarah's grip on your shoulders kept you upright, her fingers digging into your muscles as she used you for her own pleasure. The corset grew tighter as your breathing grew more ragged, the laces Sarah had loosened pulling taut again as your body strained against it.
"Doug," Sarah groaned into your ear, her rhythm becoming more erratic. "You're gonna make me cum already.
Sarah's nails scrape down your back as she drives into you one final time, her hips grinding against your ass as she explodes inside you. Her body trembles against yours, her cock pulsing deep within your ass as she shoots as full ropes of hot cum. She gasps against your neck, her breath hot and unsteady as she slowly releases her grip on your shoulders.
"Fuck, Doug," she whispers, her voice thick with satisfaction. Her hands slide down to your hips again, holding you still as her cock softens inside you. "That was... fuck, I needed that." Her fingers trace the curves of your body through the tight maid outfit, still pressed against the dresser.
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