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  “Last but perhaps most importantly, we work as a team here. There’s no need to be competitive. There isn’t a prize at the end of the day. We cover each other’s shifts and everyone is truly amazing. Master likes for his maids to play well with each other, to enjoy one another and appreciate each other too. Intimacy between us is not only allowed, it’s highly encouraged.” She shared, a flirting tone appearing in her voice.

  I gulped and was certain I must be flushing. I looked away, feeling shy suddenly. I didn’t know what to say.

  I’d always thought about what sex would be like with another woman…

  Anna stood up. “That’s it for now. Watch the DVD’s, get comfortable. Oh, and please don’t wander the mansion just yet, I’ll provide you a proper tour soon. I’ll be back in a few, ok?”

  “Thanks Anna, I feel welcomed. Just need to mentally wrap my head around this, but I’m a very good employee.” I said, feeling a bit stupid but it’s the truth. I’m being sincere.

  “I’m sure you are. Welcome Celeste, you’re a beautiful addition to his collection. Bye for now.” She exited and the door closed softly behind her.

  I took a deep breath and got up to find a remote for the DVD player. It was a strange sensation to realize that at any moment, you might be watched.

  I decided to lay on the bed, get comfy and view the maid sessions. Using the remote, I played, rewound and fast forwarded.

  The sessions each depicted a different maid and all ended with Master Cardiff encountering them in some part of his large dwelling, appreciating them from afar and then the eventual spanking. On dining room tables, over the edge of sofas and chairs, on a kitchen counter-top and most intimately, on his lap.

  I was oddly aroused and wanted to play with myself.

  Most of the sessions, I had a difficult time seeing his face. His visage. It wasn’t until the last session that I got a decent enough impression of him to determine that he was exotically handsome. A noble, Roman face. Exquisite actually. He was younger than I’d expected. Probably no more than thirty years old.

  His frame was tall, lean and elegant. Lithe-like. A swimmer or tennis player? Cyclist? Time would tell…

  A couple of hours came and went. It was only ten a.m. and I had an hour before Anna came back. Would she mind if I took a nap?

  I decided most likely not, I’d done what had been asked of me. I’d watched the DVD. I grabbed my phone and set the alarm to go off in fifty minutes, that would give me ten minutes to wake up and freshen up for lunch and my first shift.

  I took off my jeans, but left my shirt on. The room was warm, so I pulled the blanket folded at the end of the bed, over me and nestled into a couple of pillows. Thankfully, I nodded off quickly, the lack of sleep from the weekend catching up with me.

  ~ ~ ~ ~

  I woke up with a start from a semi-erotic dream. I rubbed my eyes and realized the room was dark. It was dusk, the sun was setting outside.

  Shit!

  I grabbed my phone to look at the time, it was nearly 5 p.m. Why hadn’t my alarm gone off?! I’d slept away the entire day… Then I saw it, a hand-written note lay next to my phone.

  Celeste,

  You looked so peaceful, I decided not to disturb you. I hope you don’t mind, I turned off your phone’s alarm.

  As it turns out, Master had to leave on an urgent matter, so your shift was cancelled.

  When you awaken, feel free to freshen up and call me. My # is xxx-xxx-xxxx. Lupita provides dinner at six p.m. every day but Saturday. You’re on your own for Saturdays.

  XO

  Anna

  Ah, that was why. Okay then… What time had she said dinner was? Oh yes, six. That gave me time to take a shower.

  I stripped out of my clothes as I walked to the bathroom. It was well-stocked and had everything I’d ever need in the way of toiletries. I stepped into a shower that was larger and more elegant than anything I’d ever used or seen in my entire life.

  Fidgeting with the knobs a bit, I finally figured out how to get the water running at the temperature I like. I fiddled with the force of the flow of the water and found that I could use the more traditional showerhead or the one adjacent to it. This one was removable and had a variety of different options, including pulsing.

  I grinned.

  After watching sexy, naughty maids being spanked by my new, attractive employer and then the erotic dream I had while sleeping this afternoon, I was surprisingly horny.

  I slipped my hand between the folds of my pussy and began to rub and soap it up. When my fingers grazed my clit, I gasped at the sensitive need radiating from her, as if she had a mind all her own.

  I hoisted my leg up on the side of the shower where a little nook was so that you could sit, if needed. Grabbing a handful of my breast, squeezing and teasing, flicking and pinching my nipple, I used my other hand to angle the pulsing water stream directly at my pussy, and my clit leaped to attention.

  “Oooohhhh…” I panted, allowing the pulsing stream to edge me for a while before I turned up the strength of the water flow to push me over the edge.

  “Oh gaawwhhdd…” I came, breathing heavy and deep. So sweet, the pleasure of orgasm. In this way, women truly are the luckier sex.

  Done with pleasing myself, I lathered up a soft washcloth and took my time scrubbing and rubbing myself clean. Then I shampooed my hair. Next, I tackled my bush. It made the most sense in a place like this to shave away any and all hair there. Lastly, I brushed my teeth.

  Once done, I stepped out of the shower and dried myself off with one of the fluffiest, largest and softest towels of my life. I inhaled the clean, fresh scent of it and a feeling of immense satisfaction flooded through me. It was simple. I already felt at home. Was that odd?

  With only twenty minutes left to get ready for dinner, I did my best to look well-groomed. Even if it was only for dinner with the other maids, I wanted to make a good impression.

  ~ ~ ~ ~

  Since I hadn’t yet had a tour of the mansion, I guessed where I was going. Using what I could recollect from earlier in the day when Lupita guided me to my room, I knew I needed to go downstairs to the servant’s kitchen.

  I made my way down the stairs and just as I rounded the corner, I saw a truly lovely red-headed woman standing in the hallway texting on her phone. It wasn’t long before she noticed me.

  “Oh hello! You must be the new girl? Welcome to the Manor. I’m Trina.” She said sweetly.

  I nodded, “Yes, yes I am. Thank you. I’m Celeste. Are you headed to dinner?”

  “I am. You are going to love Lupita’s cooking. She is amazing. Serious. This is the highlight of my day here.” Trina replied.

  I smiled and followed her down the hallway, passing a few rooms until we entered a large, well-equipped kitchen and modern eating space. Everyone was chattering and all eyes fell on us.

  “Oh good, you found your way! I was just about to come up and get you.” Anna said, smiling warmly. “Have a seat.”

  I glanced at them and stepped forward to join them at the dining table.

  Each woman was truly lovely, sexy and beautiful. I couldn’t believe that I was one of them now. It was mind-boggling. I sat down and reached for a glass of water that had already been poured for the table setting I’m now sitting at. The table was laid out and set with modern china-wear.

  I heard Lupita humming in the kitchen, busy preparing dinner and the conversation goes back to where it was before my arrival interrupted it. It seems that there are two different conversations happening and I hear bits and pieces of both.

  “But serious, I have never had a man that large. It was huge!” One of them exclaimed.

  A few of them peal in laughter and then they catch my surprised gaze. Were they talking about a man’s cock?!

  “Honey, nothing here is sacred. Just a warning. We talk about it all.” Said an ebony-colored woman who had amber-yellow eyes and a pair of the perkiest tits I’d ever see
n. “I’m Amber. Welcome to the ever-naughty place that is Cardiff Manor.”

  I knew I must be blushing but I managed to smile. “Thank you, I’m glad to be here.”

  Lupita came to the table carrying a serving tray full of warm food. As she dispensed out the plates full of food, I could immediately see what Trina meant. It looked and smelled amazing.

  “Dig in girls!” Lupita said sweetly, like a mother cat eager to feed her hungry kittens.

  I picked up my fork and took a bite. I pretty much inhaled the delicious meal, without participating in the conversation, but listened intently to the ongoing chatter. Everything under the sun was discussed, from school to movies, books, some dates, man problems, world news and a new car.

  Again, I’m struck by how much good-will there is among this pack of gorgeous women. No jealousy, no competition, or cattiness. Instead it’s more like sisterhood, friendship and lovers sharing a good meal at the end of the day.

  “So, does any of us know why Master had to take off suddenly?” Caitlin asked.

  Caitlin is middle-eastern, with the darkest eyes I’ve ever seen. Exotic doesn’t even begin to explain how smolderingly hot she is. Her long, wave, black tresses capture her features perfectly. She seems mysterious and seductive to me. Of all the beauties sitting before me at this dining table, she is the one I want a taste of the most. Hopefully, first.

  As if she’s aware of my intense gaze and lustful admiration, her eyes flicker to me. They just as quickly leave and she focuses on Carmen, a curvy, Hispanic beauty that talks softly and sweetly. Shy as well, she isn’t bold but when she speaks, everyone quiets down for a moment.

  “I think it’s his mother again. Madame of the Manor. She’s been ill for quite some time. Word is that she will likely pass soon. We all know what that means.” Carmen said softly.

  Everyone nodded, seemingly in the know.

  “Sorry, I don’t know what that means?” I asked gently, the first words to come out of my mouth since dinner had been served.

  “It means they’re preparing the estate for her will and inheritance, which will go to our Master. His full name and title is Sir Sebastian Earl Cardiff. We call him Master. Those in the world whom he’s acquainted with on familiar terms calls him by his middle name, Earl.” Anna explained.

  “So, you mean, all of this, this estate isn’t currently his?” I inquire, confused.

  “Exactly, it’s the family’s estate, currently all under his mother who resides in Wales.” Caitlin piped up, sending me a knowing glance.

  “By the way, matters such as this aren’t typically discussed. And they’re never to be spoken of with Master or anyone else outside of this circle here at dinner. We’re under his employ and we are paid to be discreet. In other words, don’t gossip or share with anyone you know or otherwise.” Anna gives me a firm, but knowing look and then a wink to keep me at ease.

  “Got it.” I responded, nodding.

  “Who wants a night-cap?” Trina asked.

  “God yes.” Amber replied.

  The sudden shift in topic is my cue to ask no more clarifying questions. My new employer isn’t quite royalty, but only one step away from it. Fascinating…

  “Lupita, would you like help tonight?” Anna asked, rising from the table picking up her plate to clear away.

  Lupita smiled, “No, you girls need to get acquainted with Celeste. I’ll have Roberto help me.”

  Everyone murmurs their sincere appreciation for the good meal and starts to leave the dining area.

  “Are you sure we shouldn’t help her? And who is Roberto?” I whispered to Anna.

  “Roberto is Lupita’s son. He takes care of the grounds-keeping, a glorified gardener if you will. And you’re kind to ask but no, this is a bit of a tradition. When there is a new girl, she knows we want to get to know her. So, she’ll clean-up after dinner. But every other night, we do the cleaning. Lupita loves to cook, but we definitely clean up after the meals.” Anna explained.

  “Fair enough.” I said.

  Everyone was chattering again and we found our way to an amazing private den with a nearly full bar. There was a fireplace that Carmen worked on and soon brought a roaring fire to life. Luxurious, large sofas were facing the enormous fireplace, placed around a giant wooden coffee table that four or so people could just as easily sit on.

  Amber took over as the bartender while Caitlin fiddled with the room’s sound system and ambiance.

  Anna led me to one of the luxurious sofas and we sat down. She got comfortable, tucking her long legs beneath her. “What do you like to drink?” She asked.

  “Gin and tonic?” I answered. I don’t drink often, but when I do, that’s what I enjoy most.

  Anna called it out to Amber who nodded and winked back in acknowledgment.

  Winking is like its own language here…

  Before I knew it, we were soon lounging, nursing our evening cocktails.

  “So tell us about yourself Celeste.” Carmen asked, the last one to settle down, now contented with the roaring fire, crackling away in the fireplace.

  “Honestly, there isn’t much to tell. I’m a pretty simple person.” I responded, somewhat embarrassed that I’m suddenly the center of conversation.

  “How’d you end up here, at Cardiff Manor?” Amber asked, her luminous eyes taking me in.

  “Well, I’ve been doing house-cleaning and maid work for five years now. Although recently, I had a run of bad luck. So I found the agency and applied. I’ve never gotten work so fast in my life.” I said, somewhat hesitant as to how much I should share about my recent bad luck.

  “Did he have you bend over?” Caitlin asked, a curious bemused smile on her lovely face.

  “Yes…” I answered.

  Before I knew it, there were peals of laughter coming from all of them.

  “Good to know that your most important qualification is you derriere, non?” Trina stated, adding a French accent to her quip.

  I blushed. “I’d never really thought I had a nice ass, so that was definitely a first for me.” I giggled out.

  “No worries, cherie. It’s a compliment.” Trina cooed at me, flirting openly.

  “As far as I can tell, your derriere is just one of many fine assets you possess, Celeste.” Amber said, a bit of sassy flirt in her voice.

  It then dawned on me, what this was all about. They’re sizing me up. Figuring out if I’m comfortable with girl-play, if I’m attracted to any of them. If I’m open to it.

  Holy hotness! When the Master’s away, the maids will play!

  As they witnessed my realization, I just knew the epiphany must be plain as day on my face.

  “Thank you… You’re all so stunning, lovely and beautiful. I just truly don’t see how I fit in among you.” I said, being a bit bolder and honest.

  It’s Amber who touched me first. She grazed my shoulder with one, long, elegant and manicured finger. Trailing it over and down my clavicle, then down my arm. She licked her lips suggestively.

  Everyone was suddenly waiting, watching. I could practically see their cattails flicking.

  I felt like a virgin all over again. My god, they’re gonna break me in tonight!

  I remembered what Anna shared about how everything is on video surveillance. This meant that we’re either being recorded, or watched right at this very moment.

  I considered everything I’d been told and decided it was time to buck up and dive in. Now or never.

  I drained the rest of my drink. “Amber, may I have another please?” I requested.

  Our eyes locked and she smiled ever-so-knowingly. “Of course.” She said while standing up.

  “Who do you want to kiss first, Celeste?” Anna asked provocatively, bending over to fidget with her shoes which revealed her abundant cleavage, spilling forth from her shirt.

  I decided now was not the time to be shy. I nodded in Caitlin’s direction. “Caitlin.” I answered.

 
Caitlin stood up and settled herself right next to me, where Amber had been sitting. She pulled back my long hair and began to kiss up my neck, to my ear.

  Her touch was so soft. So foreign. So very seductive…

  I sighed softly and moaned as she continued kissing and nuzzling me. I truly never realized I had it in me. This side of myself was so hidden, so buried away. Like hidden treasure.

  My eyes closed, I felt someone else settling in beside me. Their hands began to caress my thigh. While caressing, I felt the sensual flick of a tongue on my ear. Then a hungry mouth was kissing my slightly parted lips. Soft and sensual.

  I had no idea who was kissing me. It didn’t matter. They’re each so lovely and desirable.

  A blindfold type mask is placed over my eyes and is kept snug by cloth-elastic. Someone tilts my head up and parts my mouth.

  “Drink Celeste, drink…” I recognized Amber’s voice as she pours the cocktail into my mouth. With three gulps, I’ve finished off my second drink.

  Hands are suddenly everywhere. I’m being gently stripped of all my clothing. My skin is alive in goose-bumps and tingles.

  “Submit to us Celeste. Allow us to have our pleasure, in you – tonight.” I recognized Carmen’s sweet voice.

  I don’t feel the need to answer vocally as my body is clearly revealing that I’m yielding. It’s been so long since I’ve had sex… Even longer when I wasn’t just fucked and pleasantly used.

  I need this. I want this. I crave this.

  While I’m stripped, soft hands massage, rub, tweak and tease my body – everywhere. As if they know how to build a woman’s fire, they entirely ignore my breasts, my pussy and my ass. The caresses become more urgent, more demanding.

  Then I feel myself being lifted. They place me on top of the coffee table. Something very dense, plush and soft has been laid atop it. Eager hands quickly slip my wrists in binds at each corner of the table. At first, I want to sit up in startled concern, but I managed to stop myself.

  No, Celeste. Enjoy this!

  As if reading my mind, Amber whispered into my ear. “Shhhhh… relax, submit. Enjoy…”