She lives in fear of the day he’ll find out his punishments turn her on, and what he’ll do when her secret is finally uncovered …
Young, curvy, and used to an easy lifestyle, Sasha wasn’t thrilled when her struggling parents asked her to help earn a little money for the family. But she figures getting a job cleaning for a rich family will be a pretty easy way to make a few bucks.
At least, it is until her new boss walks to find her chatting to her friends instead of working. The house is even dirtier than when she started. Mr. King decides the curvy nineteen year old he’s hired needs a bit more hands-on motivation, and his methods change everything for the inexperienced young woman. His strong discipline starts to dominate Sasha’s confused thoughts … and desires.
Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, a wealthy man of the house and his young curvy maid, spanking, discipline punishment, forbidden desires, unprotected first time sex, dominance and submissiveness. All characters are 18 or older.
He stood up and came around behind her. His hand positioned her waist, pushing her ass further outwards and her torso down into a more humiliating posture. His touch was strong and authoritative against her trembling stomach.
“Lift your skirt up.”
Her face burned more hotly as she reached back and lifted the hem of her skirt up to her waist, exposing her panties.
She couldn’t stifle a gasp of chagrin as she felt his fingers hook into the waistline of the panties and pull them down her thighs, leaving her suddenly and mortifyingly uncovered. She stood there frozen, holding up her own skirt to expose herself for the man about to spank her.
As she felt the cool air of the room playing across her bare ass and pussy, she realized with a tremble that she was wet. Not just a little wet, but very wet.
Mr. Green’s hand ran lightly over the full, tight curve of her ass. His fingertips made her skin tingle as they passed over her, effortlessly and perhaps unintentionally communicating how thoroughly he had come to control her, mind and body.
“This will happen every time you are bad,” he said. “Every time you are lazy or apathetic to the job you were hired to do. You will be spanked. I will bring you into my kitchen and you will lift up your skirt for me and then I will punish you just like I am about to do now. I don’t care if my children hear you. They know what happens to rule breakers in this house. Do you understand?”
“Yes – yes, sir,” she said, her voice halfway between a whimper and a moan.
“Good. Count for me.”