CAITLIN FAIRCHILD

Maid to Serve

by PJ

One

Caitlin stepped out of the idling taxi and drew out her two satchel bags. The tall redhead raced up the dripping marble stairs to the front pillared rotunda of the two story manor. Shivering in her drenched blouse and snug jeans, Caitlin rang the doorbell. On the third chiming ring, the front door opened, a tall man dressed in a velvet smoking jacket held the door open for Kat and her bags.

"Sorry I'm late, the storm made driving out to the country hard," apologized Caitlin, setting down the bag in her right hand to comb her fingers through her rain plastered scarlet hair.

The master of the house regarded Caitlin's lean body with cold, glittering eyes. "Your room is under the main stair, your uniform is waiting in the room's closet. Change out of your wet things, then go to the kitchen, you will serve dinner at 7:00, not one minute later."

"Yes, sir!" nodded Caitlin briskly.

The master padded quietly across the foyer and sealed himself within the fire-lit study. Caitlin hefted her bags and crossed the enormous foyer to the great central stair that ascended to the second floor. Going to the stair's left, Fairchild found the inset paneled door that opened into a small servant's bedchamber. Closing the panel door behind her, Caitlin dropped her bags over her small bed, then began to quickly unbutton her clinging, rain sodden blouse. Kat flipped her left wrist and checked her watch, she had thirty minutes until seven.

Dressed in a black maid's uniform with a short ruffled skirt that barely covered the tight swells of her buttocks, Caitlin carried a wide silver tray into the long dining hall. The master was seated at the head of the candle-lit table within a high-backed chair, he sipped dark wine while Caitlin lowered the platter of steaming roast. With a long knife and serving fork, Caitlin cut a thick, juicy slice of beef and set it upon the master's plate, she also served him boiled vegetables and freshly baked bread slathered with butter. It wasn't until Caitlin was bending over to fill the master's plate that she noticed that her heavy breasts were almost spilling out of her low-cut uniform. Blushing furiously, Fairchild straightened, she met the master's dark gaze, the long-faced man wore a small, barely perceptible smile.

After the master finished his dinner, Caitlin cleared away the dishes. The kitchen was empty when Fairchild returned with her burden, so Caitlin filled one of the sinks and washed all the dishes and silverware, she left them out to dry, her high heels clicking as she left the kitchen and crossed the polished, paneled floor to her little sleeping room.

With her hand on the knob of her bedroom door, Caitlin grimaced when she heard the summoning bell that the master carried in his jacket. Smoothing down her short black skirt, Caitlin clicked across the foyer and knocked on the oak door of the master's study.

"Come in," bade the master of the manor.

Caitlin entered hesitantly, she walked into the study then stood stiffly, awaiting her master's next order.

"Pour me a drink, another scotch, please."

Caitlin took the empty glass from the master's long-fingered hand, she went to the bar and refilled the glass, then she swayed back, balancing herself on the unfamiliar high heels, careful not to spill a single drop.

The master accepted the refilled glass and sipped appreciatively. The pale man stared deeply into the dancing flames of the nearby fireplace, Caitlin stood by the right arm of the master's chair, standing at attention, waiting for the master to dismiss her. The master drank without a word, he never glanced at Caitlin, even when the tall beauty began to shift her weight from foot to foot, the sharp heels digging into the soles of her feet, the tight new uniform starting to suffocate her. Fairchild blinked stinging beads of sweat from her green eyes, the heat of the roaring fire began to make Caitlin dizzy, she had to grab the master's chair once to catch herself before she fell to the floor, a ragged pant escaped her moist ruby lips.

"You may go, Caitlin," said the master softly, emptying the last of the scotch from his glass, his dark eyes still admiring the flickering flames.

"Thank you, sir," replied Fairchild before she stumbled out of the hot, stuffy room, her vision swimming, her cleavage wet and gleaming with perspiration.

A bell attached to a pull cord rang shrilly in the corner of Caitlin's tiny room. Fairchild groaned before climbing stiffly out of the small, hard bed, her spine ached, her legs still felt heavy from standing in high heels. Reluctantly donning her confining uniform again, Caitlin gasped when she spied a new addition to her attire on a sidetable, someone had come into her room during the night and laid out a pair of long black satin gloves and fishnet leg hose.

Staring at the fishnets and gloves, Caitlin's pendulous breasts heaved, her heart pounded loudly in her chest, bile rose in her throat at the thought of a stranger in her little room while she slept unawares. With shaking fingers, Caitlin plucked the leg hose from the table, she slipped off her high heels so she could sheath her long, luscious legs in the black fishnets.

The master was sitting by a tall window, reading from a leather-bound book when Caitlin appeared in the doorway of the master bedroom. The dark-eyed man glanced at Caitlin and nodded in approval at the sight of the beauty wearing satin gloves to her elbows and tight black fishnet hose to her supple pink thighs.

"Fix my bed while I shower. I shall want a cup of coffee black before breakfast in the dining hall."

"Yes, sir," nodded Caitlin, clasping her gloved hands before her.

The master stood from his window seat and unbelted his long bedrobe. Caitlin averted her green eyes and blushed hotly when the master strode naked into the private bath, she collected his discarded robe after he had started his steaming shower.

Caitlin was smoothing clean sheets across the enormous master bed when cold hands reached underneath her hiked up skirt to squeeze her buttocks. Caitlin gasped and looked over her left shoulder, the master was standing naked behind her, his eyes were smoldering like twin firepits while his groping fingers kneaded Caitlin's creamy ass flesh.

"Please stop, sir!" begged Caitlin, lowering her large green eyes, her cheeks flaming when she felt the master's chill fingers slip into her panties, stroking the warm, satin-soft skin of Fairchild's upraised buttocks.

"Spread your legs apart wider, Caitlin," ordered the master, running his right index finger up and down Fairchild's narrow ass crack, touching and fondling Caitlin's puckered bung and soft, puffy cunt.

Crying softly, Caitlin obediently splayed her long legs apart wider on the bed. Dropping his face to Caitlin's trembling ass, the master peeled down Fairchild's cream silk panties, he ran his cold tongue over both of Caitlin's quaking buttocks, he moaned softly inhaling the sweet musk of the bent over redhead's swollen pink snatch, his frigid tongue licked out, stroked Caitlin's tender labia, then his chill lips were on Fairchild's clit bud, the long-limbed maid sobbed and clenched her large eyes shut while the master lapped and dug his eager tongue through the shivering lips of Caitlin's naked sex.

Caitlin held her head low, tears running down her burning cheeks, her fingers buried in the slick bedsheets as the master licked and stuck his clammy tongue into his maid's musky anus. Caitlin whimpered and bit her quivering lower lip hard, she blinked burning tears from her anguished green eyes, shuddering when she felt the master's slippery tongue slither deep into her clenched rectum, saliva spilling down her crack.

Eventually the master withdrew his face from Caitlin's lifted ass. The thin man stood, then caressed one of Fairchild's lush buttocks, he slapped the rounded cheek hard with a stinging palm, Caitlin winced, then rested mutely on her hands and knees upon the master's bed, dreading what the man would do to her next.

"Fix yourself up and go to the kitchen, I want breakfast now. You can finish arranging my bed later."

Caitlin stiffly climbed off the four poster bed, then pulled up her panties before leaving to follow the master's instructions. Walking down the second floor hallway on her sharp high heels, Fairchild wiped her tearful eyes dry before smoothing down her short skirt with shaking fingers.

*****

Two

The master quietly entered Caitlin's small bedroom while the long-limbed beauty slept uneasily. Dropping lightly to the side of the little bed, the master ran his long fingers across Caitlin's outstretched body, following the sensual valleys and peaks of the redhead's shapely frame. Cradling Caitlin's right hand, the master withdrew a long needle from a wide velvet sleeve, he pinpricked Fairchild's right index finger, then gathered the crimson drops that welled from the tiny wound upon the gleaming needle.

Returning the bloody needle to his sleeve, the master kissed the beading wound with his cold, gray lips, the needlemark closed, no trace of lifeblood remained upon Caitlin's fingertip.

Risking discovery, the master gently stroked the sleeping girl's bright, warm, red hair, Caitlin moaned softly, the master withdrew his caressing fingers, rising from the bed and leaving as soundlessly as he arrived.

Caitlin slept late. When the bone-weary girl finally roused herself, it was already well past noon. Caitlin struggled quickly into her maid uniform, leaving off the gloves and fishnet hose. Fixing her lace cap upon her uncombed red hair, Caitlin raced upstairs to the master bedroom, she knocked urgently on the closed oak door, then opened it a crack when the master didn't respond. Peeking into the dark room, Caitlin sighed, the master was gone, his bed unmade, the shower silent. Leaving the bedchamber door open, Caitlin went about changing the sheets of the enormous four poster, she threw open the long, velvet drapes to air out the room, then continued her cleaning duties before going downstairs to fix herself a light lunch.

Another storm thundered outside while Caitlin served the master dinner. Fairchild was grateful that the master only acted out of turn once, stroking her left thigh when she leaned over to refill his chalice with red wine.

"Come into the study after you've cleared away the dishes, Caitlin," ordered the master softly, his chill fingertips slipping away from Fairchild's warm, satin skin.

Caitlin's pulse raced as she washed and set out the dinner dishes to dry. Fairchild's stomach twisted with every click of her poking high heels on the way from the kitchen to the master's study, with trembling fingers Caitlin opened the study door and entered.

The master sat by the roaring fire as usual. Caitlin poured the master his scotch and brought it to him, the pale man stared intently at Fairchild while he savored his drink. Still holding Caitlin's frightened green eyes, the master pulled out a teardrop ruby attached to a glittering silver chain, the sparkling ruby burned with an inner fire, it seemed to tug at Caitlin, hypnotizing her.

"Kneel."

Caitlin folded to her bare knees, gazing up at her master.

"Unbuckle my trousers, then withdraw my manhood."

Caitlin didn't hesitate to reach out and free the buckle of her master's silk trousers, she peeled down his underwear and drew out his veined member.

"Lick my member."

Caitlin stuck out her tongue and ran it up and down her master's long, engorged prick. Fairchild moaned softly, she lathered her master's meat with her salivating tongue, she covered it with moist kisses when her master gave the command, then she swallowed all of the fat cock when that order was given, her head bobbing, her open palms resting atop the master's thighs while she wetly devoured her employer's stiff manhood.

"Stand up and turn around."

Letting her master's cock drop free from her drooling lips, Fairchild rose to her feet, then turned around obediently.

"Lower your panties..slowly."

Blushing brightly but never hesitating for a moment, Caitlin reached underneath her short skirt and gradually tugged down her cream panties, bending over low to drag her underwear down to her ankles.

"Sit on my lap, Caitlin."

Biting her lower lip, Caitlin laid her palms on the arms of her master's easy chair and lowered her bare ass onto the smiling man's throbbing erection. Caitlin moaned when her master's cock rammed up deep into her vagina, she clutched the leather arms of the cushioned chair while her master bounced her vigorously upon his bucking lap, shoving his pulsating shaft in and out of her hot, sticky pussy.

Enfolding his bony arms about the bouncing maid, the master pulled down the low bodice of Caitlin's uniform blouse, her heavy breasts jiggled free, rolling wildly until the master seized both swollen mammaries and started milking them furiously, pinching and twisting the engorged, strawberry nipples.

Overcome by inexplicable lust, Caitlin rode her master's grinding crotch until he gushed thick, warm rivulets of cum through her pouting cunt into her contracting love passage. Gasping between her master's splayed legs, Fairchild shivered as her master's chill hands caressed her lean body and fondled her heaving, flushed pink tits.

"You may get up now, Caitlin. You are free until morning."

The fever of passion that held Caitlin dropped to a terrified chill as she stood from her master's lap and pulled up her panties. Blushing with embarrassment from what she had done with her master, Caitlin fled the room in her clicking heels, her pussy uncomfortably wet and sticky with her master's spent seed.

*****

Three

A week past after Caitlin's master took her in the study. The Master devoured Fairchild with his ravenous gaze as he had always done before, but he never forced himself upon her while she made his bed or served him meals.

Finally, on a dark and stormy night, the Master refused dessert in the dining hall.

"Prepare fresh strawberries and whipped cream, then bring them to my bedchamber, Caitlin."

"Y..yes, sir!" bowed Caitlin nervously, her wide expanse of cleavage blushing bright pink as the Master rose from his chair and left the long dining hall.

Caitlin's fingers shook as she prepared the Master's requested dessert in the kitchen. Lightning flashed outside the kitchen windows, thunder shook the dripping glass panes.

Fairchild's high heels clicked upon the marble floor of the round foyer, she climbed the main stair balancing a silver tray with a bowl of washed strawberries and a smaller silver bowl filled with frothy whipped cream.

The Master was waiting by the dancing flames of the large fireplace set against one wall of his bedchamber. Dressed in his familiar velvet bedrobe and slippers, the Master smiled at Caitlin and motioned for her to set the laden tray upon a sidetable. As Caitlin placed the tray on the table, the Master closed in behind her, he slipped a silver chain about Fairchild's neck, the glittering ruby teardrop settled between Caitlin's heavy breasts.

The feverish lust Caitlin had felt in the study washed over her again. Caitlin moaned when the Master snaked his arms about her slim waist, she trembled when he kissed her neck and sweet-smelling red hair. Without thinking, Caitlin reached behind her back with quaking hands, she found the knot of her Master's silk belt and freed it, then her fingers were wrapped around her employer's warm cock, stroking it to hardness.

"That's very good, Caitlin," sighed the Master in Fairchild's ear. The tall man tugged down the frilly bodice of Caitlin's maid uniform, her pendulous tits spilled free, then the Master was groping them, languidly milking both pliant mammaries. Caitlin sobbed and bit her shivering lower lip when the Master caught her enormous swollen nipples and twisted them. With her pinched breast buds tingling, Caitlin whimpered and fondled her master's erection faster, her caressing fingers already slick with pre-cum.

"Let's go to the bed, Caitlin," smiled the Master, collecting the strawberries and cream in the cradle of his right arm, clutching Fairchild's cool fingers with his left hand. Caitlin went willingly to her master's four poster, she crawled atop the slick, silk bedsheets, kicking off her sharp-heeled shoes.

"Take off your uniform, Caitlin," ordered the Master, setting the silver bowls between them on the bed, then reclining on his side, watching Fairchild strip, dipping his pinky finger into the whipped cream and licking the sweet treat from his digit.

Blushing hotly, Caitlin unzipped the back of her maid's uniform, then pulled off the frilly, snug garment. Rolling onto her side to face her master, Caitlin reached around one curvaceous hip to pluck the band of her black silk panties resting over the small of her back, she dragged her sheer underwear down, the fabric hissed as it slipped over her long, supple legs.

Dipping a sweet strawberry in cream, the Master held it out to Caitlin. Smiling shyly, Fairchild leaned forward and licked the strawberry clean of whipped cream, then she nibbled on the juicy tip, strawberry juices spilled down her chin.

Collecting some more cream on the tip of his index finger, the Master covered both of Caitlin's engorged nipples with sticky cream, then he licked each stiff pink nipple free of sticky confection, running his tongue around each of Caitlin's wide, round, goose-pimpled areola.

Resting on her back, Caitlin coated her finger in whipped cream and dragged it from the flushed valley of her tits to the V-cleft of her closed thighs. Licking his sticky lips, the Master pressed his face to Caitlin's naked body, he slowly lapped the whipped cream from Fairchild's feverish skin, his long tongue stroking Caitlin from between her visible ribs, around her fluttering belly button, and finally down to the musky slope of Fairchild's fuzzy scarlet crotch.

Caitlin opened her long legs for her master, she sighed huskily when he dipped a strawberry in cream and rubbed the sticky, juicy fruit between the pouting lips of Caitlin's inflamed pussy. Like the knob of a wet prick, the Master slipped the cream-covered strawberry through Caitlin's moist vulva, he pressed the dripping fruit into Fairchild's sex until only the short green stem was visible, then he slowly withdrew the oozing strawberry that was now covered in cream and sweet vaginal nectar. The Master ate half of the luscious strawberry, then he fed Caitlin the rest, the blushing, panting, young woman eagerly devouring the sweet fruit that tasted of her own melting cunt.

Slipping two fingers into the cream bowl, the Master covered Caitlin's pussy in sticky confection, then buried his mouth between the tender petals of Fairchild's shivering twat. Caitlin locked her quaking thighs around her master's nuzzling head, she bucked beneath him, her fingers buried in the slurping, tonguing man's hair.

Driving his lapping tongue through Caitlin's puckered snatch, the Master brought his beautiful young maid over the edge to orgasm. Caitlin sobbed raggedly, shuddering beneath her employer's lean body.

Sitting up, the Master collected more whipped cream from the half-empty bowl, he covered his erection in dripping cream, smiling down at the blushing, gasping, young beauty.

Crawling across the silk sheets, Caitlin cradled her master's cock in her left hand and started licking the sweet cream adorning her employer's member. The Master sighed with pleasure and stroked Caitlin's silky red hair while she ran her gentle tongue and puckered rosebud lips along the length of her master's prick, lapping at the swollen, pulsating veins, kissing and suckling the heavy, bulbous head. Gazing up at her master with her large, green eyes, Caitlin swallowed all of the man's throbbing cock meat, her flaming cheeks tightened around the warm shaft, she sucked up and down its thick length, making wet, slurping sounds with her enfolding lips, then her fingers stroking the sticky pole while she sucked and lathered her master's dangling balls with her gleaming saliva.

Cupping Caitlin's hot, flushed pink cheeks, the master kissed his gorgeous maid's pert nose, then he threw her over the bed and mounted her, pounding furiously between Fairchild's spread-eagled legs. Caitlin clung to her humping master, sobbing and bucking underneath him, impaling herself upon her employer's spearing prick shaft.

The huge four poster rocked back and forth as the Master plowed into Caitlin's sucking pussy. Moaning into her master's bare shoulder, Caitlin clawed the humping man's sweat-slick back, she bit into his hot flesh, wrapping her legs about her master's flexing thighs, grinding her clenching cunt into her lover's hairy crotch.

After squirting his seed into Caitlin's gleaming belly, the Master rolled Fairchild over, hugged her small waist, and began ramming through Caitlin's pouty bunghole. Rocking on her hands and knees, Caitlin tossed her sweat-soaked scarlet hair, her heavy breasts swayed and dripped underneath her prone frame, she crashed her taut ass between her master's splayed thighs, driving the humping man's prick deep into her tight rectum.

Grabbing two handfuls of Caitlin's slick, fiery hair, the Master tugged Fairchild's head back, riding his naked maid's upraised buttocks. Caitlin clawed at the slick sheets beneath her, she drooled freely down her slack chin, milking her master's swollen prick with her squeezing sphincter.

Fairchild and her master both moaned when the humping man flooded Caitlin's rectum with frothy cock cream. When the Master freed his spent shaft from Caitlin's sore bung, semen spilled free and dribbled down Fairchild's clenched crack.

With disheveled hair and a stiffness to her walk, Caitlin left her master's bedchamber carrying the tray with two empty bowls. Wincing every time she made a step, her bung stretched and throbbing, Caitlin gingerly took the steps downstairs, then washed the silver serving bowls before stumbling off to her own small bed.

*****

Four

Caitlin entered her master's bedchamber bearing a tray with his evening brandy. The Master was standing by a tall window, watching the first snowfall of winter. The spacious bedroom was illuminated by the flickering flames of the crackling blaze set in the room's large fireplace, Caitlin set down the silver tray beside the leather chair facing the snapping fire, she clasped her black-gloved hands behind her back and patiently awaited her employer's next command.

The Master turned and smiled at his beautiful maid, her long legs glowing in the bright firelight, her heavy breasts straining the black fabric of her skimpy uniform.

"Come here, Caitlin."

Fairchild swayed on her high heels, drawing close to her robed master. Caitlin blushed when the hot-eyed man stroked her soft right cheek, she stood still when her master drew out the ruby teardrop, draping its glittering silver chain around Caitlin's neck.

Caitlin's eyelids fluttered as a sensual fever swept through her. Fairchild became dizzy, she pressed her gloved hands against her master's chest, panting, perspiration gleaming across her flushed brow.

Fairchild's employer guided the tall, buxom maid to his great four poster, he stood behind Caitlin, unknotting her frilly white apron, then unzipping the back of her uniform, slipping the sheer black fabric from Caitlin's creamy shoulders. Dressed only in her black high heels and matching silk panties, Caitlin climbed into her master's bed at his urging, she offered no resistance when the master tied yellow silk cord around each of her upraised wrists.

"Do you like working for me, Caitlin?" whispered the master in Fairchild's left ear as he slipped his warm hand into Caitlin's sheer underwear, running his long fingers over Fairchild's puffy, aching sex.

"Y..yes, Master!" sighed Caitlin, her hips shivering, her large pink nipples swollen and throbbing.

"That's good, Caitlin. I like you, you've been better than the rest," purred the master before he licked Caitlin's bare left shoulder, relishing the taste of her hot skin.

Caitlin closed her green eyes and bit her lip while her master worked two fingers through her moist vulva, probing her dripping cunt, swirling his honey-soaked digits around the mouth of Caitlin's puckered twat.

Slowly dragging his glistening fingers from Caitlin's clenching pussy, the master licked Fairchild's warm juices from his digits, then tugged down Caitlin's cum-stained panties.

Climbing off the enormous bed, the master recovered a length of ebony silk, he walked up to his naked, bound maid, then blindfolded her with the strip of silk, Caitlin moaned softly, then whimpered when her master kissed her soft lips, embracing her roughly, greedily.

Caitlin gasped for breath when her master finally let go of her pouting, rosebud mouth. Fairchild's employer climbed back into his bed behind his wrist-bound maid, then his hands started to slide all over Caitlin's naked body, he was adorning her alabaster flesh with sweet-smelling oil, making her lean frame gleaming and slick. Caitlin sobbed when her master oiled her pussy mound, spreading her cunnie lips apart and rubbing them with slippery, perfumed oil. Caitlin arched her spine when her master massaged sweet oil over both of her rounded buttocks, she gasped when her master's tongue teased her tight bung and pouty cunt, then the master's oiled fingers delved into Caitlin's musky ass crack, lubricating the narrow cleft between Fairchild's trembling cheeks.

Caitlin's master kissed the warm nape of her neck, then the man backed away from the bound, naked beauty. Caitlin shrieked when her master cracked a leather strap across her bare shoulders. Shuddering, Caitlin sobbed when the master whacked her oiled ass with the biting strap, the hard strip of leather slapping sharply across Caitlin's smooth back, the mounds of her quaking buttocks, the supple flesh of Fairchild's splayed thighs.

When Caitlin's master took a short break, Fairchild hung her head between her upraised arms, she drooled freely down her quivering chin, droplets of saliva splashing between Caitlin's shuddering tits.

Caitlin arched her welt-adorned back and tossed her sweaty red hair when her master resumed whipping her with the searing strap. The cracks of leather striking soft flesh reverberated through the fire-lit bedchamber, Caitlin let her head fall back, she moaned raggedly, her entire naked body shivering when she orgasmed, warm nectar running down her parted legs.

With his maid's vaginal juices squirting from her gaping cunt, the master discarded his strap and caught Caitlin by her sensual hips, he shoved his throbbing erection through Fairchild's sucking pussy, Caitlin groaned and rolled her captured hips, grinding her oiled ass into her master's crotch, forcing his member deeper into her swallowing vagina.

Clinging to Caitlin, running his open palms across Fairchild's slick stomach, the master humped his gorgeous maid's bobbing ass, thrusting into Caitlin's drooling snatch, spearing his meat up into Fairchild's warm belly.

Running his fingers through Caitlin's sweat-drenched scarlet hair, the master rammed his slick prick through Fairchild's clenched bung. Caitlin writhed in her wrist bonds, shaking her blindfolded head, sobbing, grimacing as her master plowed through her rectum, humping her glowing ass till he gushed hot seed through her tight sphincter and down her clenched crack, sticky semen spilling between Caitlin's splayed thighs onto the sheer bedsheets.

Removing Caitlin's blindfold, the master kissed Fairchild's burning cheek, then untied her chaffed wrists from the bed poles. Caitlin dropped heavily across the wide bed, weeping softly, her large green eyes squeezed shut. The master draped them both in silk sheets, Caitlin blinked tears from her eyes, the ruby teardrop glowing between her oiled breasts eased her shame, a terrible ache now emanated from Caitlin's wet pussy, to ease it, Fairchild climbed onto her naked master, she pressed her cool palms onto his sweaty chest as she moved her honey-soaked cunt to her employer's limp member, she rubbed her soft mound over her master's veined meat, it began to swell and stiffen once more, Caitlin smiled, and continued to work her crotch over her master's at the teardrop's urging until Fairchild's master once again filled her belly with pulsating, thick, horse cock.

*****

Five

Caitlin finished tossing her master's salad for dinner, she flipped her left wrist and checked her watch, it was time to take out some meat to let it defrost. Tugging on the heavy steel door that opened into the walk-in freezer, Caitlin shivered and blew chill mist through her full ruby lips, she walked to the back of the freezer where paper-wrapped haunches of roast waited.

Fairchild didn't hear her master walk into the freezer behind her, but she became aware of him when he wrapped his arms about her and caught her wrists reaching for a wrapped roast.

"I've found the meat I want to devour," purred the master, his smoky breath curling across Caitlin's quivering lips.

Caitlin allowed her employer to lift her arms over her head, there was the sharp snap of handcuffs closing around Fairchild's wrists, then Caitlin was forced onto tiptoes when her master hooked the chain of her cuffs over a dangling meat hook.

A cloud of frigid breath spilled from Caitlin's mouth while her master stroked her outstretched body. The master tugged down the low bodice of Caitlin's maid uniform, Kat's pendulous breasts burst free, her wide strawberry nipples so hard they ached in the freezing cold. Caitlin closed her large green eyes while her master fondled and groped her heavy melons, she whimpered when he pinched and tugged on her enormous, swollen, breast buds, her master's stiff member poking her in the butt through her short black pleated skirt.

Fairchild's employer slipped the puffy sleeves of her uniform from her pale, satin shoulders. The small, frilly garment dropped to Caitlin's polished black high heels, Kat shivered naked in the freezer except for her black satin gloves and matching thong panties. Caitlin moaned when her master plucked the g-string of her underwear and flossed her ass crack with the rubbing string of satin, Caitlin's panties bunched between the puffy pink lips of her sex, Fairchild's master worked the slender string back and forth, digging Caitlin's underwear into her soft gash, Kat bit her quaking lower lip, cheeks aflame, cold mist expelling through her flaring nostrils as her taut ass lifted up.

Caitlin opened her bright green eyes when her master relaxed the tension on her thong. Squatting behind his beautiful maid, the master dragged Caitlin's skimpy underwear down her long, luscious legs, he lowered the g-string to Kat's ankles, then caressed Fairchild's supple limbs from her muscular calves to her smooth, enticing ivory thighs. Pressing his open palms to Fairchild's rounded buttocks, the master spread Caitlin's sweet cheeks apart so that her pussy and anus lay bare, both pink holes puckered and inviting. Kat sobbed, her cuffed hands worked helplessly while her master licked her flushed pink buttocks, throbbing cunt, and musky bung. The master squeezed Caitlin's tight, creamy cheeks, lapping at her delicious, swollen snatch, savoring the droplets of intoxicating honey slowly oozing from the pouty mouth of Fairchild's aroused love hole.

Rising to his feet, the master enfolded Caitlin's cuffed body, he cupped her shivering breasts, then milked the large, heaving mounds as he pressed his erection into Fairchild's pert ass, slowly sheathing his veined meat inside Caitlin's sucking fuck passage.

Caitlin gasped streams of cold air through her blue lips while her master humped her hanging body. Milking Fairchild's heavy, frost-kissed mammaries, the master slapped sharply against Caitlin's clenched ass, spearing her slurping cunt over and over again while Kat rocked and writhed beneath her upraised, cuffed wrists that dangled from the high meat hook.

Releasing Caitlin's pliant tits, the master hugged Kat's lean waist, he grunted with effort as he plowed through his sobbing, panting maid's tight, dripping cunt, her weak cries and protests made the master hump Caitlin harder, he penetrated her gaping hole furiously, spiking Kat upon his stiff, thrusting lance, filling her so deep the knobbed tip of his spear brushed the open mouth of Fairchild's cervix. Caitlin's anguished green eyes grew huge when she felt the head of her master's cock brush her cervix hole, she climaxed uncontrollably from the tingling contact against her g-spot, she threw back her head and sobbed huskily, her entire lithe frame twitching, a waterfall of musky nectar splashing down Caitlin's long splayed legs to pool at her sharp heels.

The master withdrew his spent shaft, wiping it clean over Caitlin's shuddering buttocks and relaxed bung. Nuzzling Caitlin's warm, red hair, the master removed Fairchild's cuffs from the meat hook, then freed Caitlin's wrists, turning Kat about to kiss her heaving tits and her panting, ice-frosted lips. Giving Caitlin's right nipple a departing lick, the master left Fairchild to her duties. Almost numb with cold, Caitlin pulled her panties back up, then restored her uniform back over her pale shoulders. Collecting a package of meat, Caitlin left the bone-chilling freezer, a pleasant warmth still radiating between her cum-stained thighs.

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Six

While she waited for the water to grow hot in the kitchen sink, Caitlin gazed out the window, watching the snow fall from the black sky, piling up in great glittering drifts on the back lawn. Testing the steaming spray hissing from the faucet, Caitlin filled up her kettle, then twisted off the water and padded on bare feet to the waiting wooden tub that she used to bathe in. Fairchild poured the kettle's steaming contents into the tub, then she set the empty container aside and slipped out of the fluffy cotton bathrobe she wore. Caitlin glanced at the kitchen doorway, her master wasn't watching as he sometimes did, she breathed a little easier before dipping her toes into the hot water.

Kat climbed into the tub that only went up to her shapely calves. Plucking a sponge from the floor, Caitlin soaked it, then started scrubbing her long alabaster legs, her sensual limbs gleaming in the kitchen light while she ran the dripping sponge up to her curvaceous hips.

Caitlin turned slightly to run the wet sponge over the tight swells of her creamy buttocks. Setting her beading legs apart, Caitlin blushed when she began scrubbing her puffy cunt, her thick bush of red pubic curls glistening after Fairchild ran the warm sponge over it.

"You're neglecting something, aren't you, Caitlin?" smiled the master from the kitchen doorway, holding a kit beside his left hip.

"I..I don't think so, sir," blushed Caitlin, vainly covering her voluptuous breasts and dripping pussy with her slender ivory arms.

"Turn around and face me," ordered the master, opening his leather kit and withdrawing a bright silver razor.

Caitlin stood naked before her employer, she kept her left arm over her blushing pink tits, but moved her right arm away from her open crotch at her master's beckoning.

Squatting on the kitchen floor next to the steaming tub, the master rinsed his silver razor in the hot water, then bit his lower lip while he raked the razor across Caitlin's mound of short, silky, scarlet curls, shorn red strands fluttering down to float in the bath.

Caitlin held her green eyes shut as she listened to the hiss of the descending razor and felt its tug on her silky bush, her master took his time shaving his beautiful maid's swollen pink sex bald, after he was done the master stroked Caitlin's hairless mound with his cool fingertips, wiping away any lingering crimson hairs, Fairchild's pussy smooth and stubble-free.

Taking the damp sponge from Caitlin's fingers, the master soaked it again in the hot bath, then scrubbed vigorously between Fairchild's lush pink thighs. Caitlin hugged herself, gleaming ivory arms curled beneath her wide-nippled breasts, whimpering softly as her master washed her throbbing cunt.

Setting aside the sponge, the master of the house placed his palms upon Caitlin's glowing thighs and brought his lips to Fairchild's sopping wet pussy. Moaning with pleasure, the master slowly licked Caitlin's sweet, tender love hole, he suckled on Kat's engorged clit until the tall, naked beauty sobbed, he worked his eager tongue through Fairchild's yielding vulva, digging into Caitlin's warm, honey-moist vagina.

Her sensual hips rolling, Caitlin held her master's head, fingers buried within her employer's dark mane as he nuzzled between her quivering thighs, slurping noisily on Caitlin's aching snatch, his wet tongue plunging faster and deeper through Fairchild's melting cunt.

Removing his flushed face from Caitlin's musky crotch, the master turned Fairchild about, he smiled at the sight of her gorgeous, trembling ass, he languidly ran his drooling tongue over both of Caitlin's sweet ass cheeks, then used his digging fingers to spread open Kat's tight crack, her bung and pussy gaping wide.

Caitlin hugged her shuddering stomach, her bare knees knocking together as her master lapped greedily at her hot, dripping cunt and clenched anus. Caitlin gnawed on her full ruby lip, cheeks aflame, her nipples hard and tingling when her master brought her to orgasm, a rush of sweet nectar spilling from Kat's blossomed cunt flower.

The master of the house rose to his feet, licking droplets of delicious honey from his wet lips. When her employer freed his hard member from his trousers, Caitlin knew what to do, she squatted in the now cool bath water and cupped her master's prick. Staring up at him with her wide, green eyes, Fairchild licked her master's cock until it was nice and gleaming with her saliva, then she swallowed the bulbous purple head, suckling like an innocent babe, except for her blushing, pendulous tits and erect strawberry nipples that poked her master's thighs when she pressed her beautiful heart-shaped face into her employer's crotch.

The master groaned and stroked Caitlin's shoulder-length red hair, he thrust between Fairchild's loudly slurping lips, driving his veined rod down Kat's tight, constricting throat.

Taking a moment to collect her breath, Caitlin rubbed the knob of her master's cock over both of her throbbing pink nipples, then she pillowed his meat between her soft, heavy breasts, pressing her warm mammaries together, fondling her master's shaft with her rubbing, enfolding tits. The master caressed Caitlin's hot cheeks while she serviced his aching prick with her milking mounds, Kat moaned when her master stuck his right index finger between her moist, rosebud lips, she sucked her employer's thrusting digit, drool gleaming upon her chin.

Grabbing Caitlin's naked shoulders, the master pulled Fairchild up from the tub, then he slowly spun her, till once again her tempting ass was facing him.

"Bend over, Caitlin."

Fairchild did as she was ordered, her tight ass lifting high when she grabbed her ankles beneath the pubic hair-adorned water.

Caitlin whimpered when her master inserted his thick pole through her gaping cunt. Caressing Caitlin's upraised buttocks, her master slowly slid his prick in and out of Fairchild's honey-drenched passage, he sighed in bliss when his vagina-sheathed cock was squeezed and sucked by Kat's hungry twat, he gradually worked his rod faster and deeper into Caitlin's spreading pussy, vaginal juices spilled down Fairchild's long legs, Kat let go of her ankles and hugged her locked knees, her body gently rocking while her master plowed between her rounded ass cheeks.

Hugging Caitlin's lean waist, her master pounded harder through Kat's clenched crack, slapping sharping into the moaning maid, ramming deep into Fairchild's belly, growing inside her, then blasting hot seed through Caitlin's cervix, soaking the naked beauty's womb.

"Rise, Caitlin," panted the master, straightening up his gasping, disheveled, nude maid.

Caitlin's employer kept his arms about her supple waist, he kissed her creamy shoulder, nuzzled her sweet-scented red hair.

"I'm changing your duties, Caitlin. You're not just going to serve as a maid anymore, you will now be my mistress."

Caitlin turned about to face her employer, she blushed and smiled shyly when he kissed each of her swollen nipples.

"I've hired another maid to take over many of your menial tasks. You will train her, and service my special needs whenever I call upon you. You will receive a substantial raise, of course, and full medical benefits."

"Thank you, sir," smiled Caitlin, hugging her master's face between her enormous tits.

"You're welcome!" laughed the master, his cheeks flushed from contact with Caitlin's luscious mammaries. "I'm glad you came around without the jewel, I want to make you happy here in my employ."

Caitlin smiled and lowered her bright green eyes. "I am happy here, sir."

The master left the kitchen and Caitlin stepped out of the wooden tub to drape her short bathrobe on. Relaxed and a little giddy with her new position, Fairchild padded to her small bedroom, wondering what special needs her master would want serviced when the new maid arrived.

The End of Part One

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