Pretty Butler

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Carrying my backpack, I walked towards the street corner as usual, only to find a group of colleagues crowded at the entrance. Some were shouting
and cursing, some were sitting quietly, and a few boys were smoking nearby. I went over and tugged at the supervisor's sleeve. "Boss, what's going on?" "The sign on the door says: Restaurant Closed, No Operations Effective Today!" he sighed.
"How could this happen? What about our owed wages?" "Who knows?! There was no warning at all, they just closed down like that. These bosses have no conscience!" "What do we do now?" "Our restaurant is only so big, we only have so many employees, who will help us seek justice?! We'd be lucky if we could find a job right away..." "In that case, I think I should hurry up and look for a job!" "Okay! Go ahead."
"Boss, take care!" "Jane, take care too!" He hugged me and patted my back.
Without hesitation, I applied for the same job at another restaurant, but was turned away. It turned out someone had already gotten there before me.
I tried several different jobs, but either they didn't meet the employer's requirements, or someone had already taken them all, and one job was basically just sales.
I wasted a whole day like this, dragging my exhausted body and mind back to my room. Looking at the calendar, the rent due date was fast approaching. If I didn't find a job soon, I'd be evicted and homeless.
"God! Please help me..." I knelt on the floor and cried loudly.
"What's wrong?" Rose, my 'lesbian'
partner, who lived next door, heard my crying and came in. After hearing my story, she was also at a loss for what to do.
"Why don't you talk to the landlord and see if you can get a little extension?"
She pulled me to knock on the landlady's door. After explaining the situation, the landlady completely ignored me. "...Losing the job is your problem. If you can't pay the rent by the due date, you're out!" I tossed and turned all night, barely sleeping. At dawn, without thinking, I went to apply for any job I saw.
"Can you cook? How's your cooking?" In a rather large company office, the secretary asked me, holding the information I had filled out.
"Yes! I should say quite well. I used to be the sous chef at a Western restaurant."
"Wow?! That's good. Wait here for a moment, I'll get our boss to talk to you..." He took my information and left.
A little while later, the secretary came back in. "Hmm... the boss has other important matters to attend to. He said that since you've worked in a Western restaurant, there shouldn't be any problems. Jane, are you willing to accept this job?" Without hesitation, I answered, "Please give me this opportunity to try!" "Then please sign, one-month probation period."
He handed me a contract. The contract stated that I would live in the villa for a year. I learned that this big boss didn't want the butler to be too familiar with things because the previous butler had stolen many valuables from him. After hesitating for a long time, I finally signed my name.
I said goodbye to Rose reluctantly, hugged and kissed her for a long time. She said she would wait for me; I also settled my lease with the landlady.
In the afternoon, I moved into this not-so-small villa and began working as the big boss's butler.
Dinner was cooked on time, and the big boss, Jack, indeed came home on time. The first thing he did when he saw me was stare at me for some reason.
He looked like a middle-aged man, but he didn't have any airs of a big boss. He asked me to have dinner with him from now on. As we chatted, I learned that he had been widowed when he was young and didn't want to remarry. Even after achieving success in his career, he remained single. He had always been unwilling to touch on matters of the heart, so the two butlers he had previously hired were both men. However, those two butlers had ulterior motives. When they had a good understanding of the villa, they took advantage of his absence while he was away on a conference abroad and secretly stole all his valuables. They still haven't been caught. So now they've changed the policy to only hire one butler and no longer restrict the gender. Both men and women can apply, but the contract will be replaced after one year and will not be renewed. And I was the first female butler to enter this villa.
Aside from being quite particular about food and drink, Jack was surprisingly easy with cleaning and other miscellaneous tasks. It was a world of difference compared to my previous hectic job at a Western restaurant, and the salary was double what I'd earned before. However, what I found hard to tolerate was the lack of holidays during my year-long probation period. My only free time was when Jack needed me to run errands in the city after he got home in the evenings.
Before I knew it, the probation period was over. While the work was easy, the monotonous life was starting to bore me. And if I didn't complete the year, I'd get nothing. During this time, I couldn't freely contact any family or friends. So, I complained to Jack.
"Tomorrow's the weekend, prepare a candlelight dinner for two..." he wrote down the menu, which included red wine.
"Oh!" Looking at the menu, "Boss, we've already finished that red wine at home..." "Then tomorrow, have the purchasing department send two cases. Also, have them send over any other dishes you're missing, and send plenty."
He was still glued to his financial news program. I didn't want to pay him any attention. Back in my room, I felt completely drained. I pulled out my two-headed toy from under my pillow. "I wonder how Rose is doing these days?" "Eee...ee...ee...ee..." I bit down on the towel, desperately trying to suppress any sound. "Eee...ee..." "Eek..." My mind went blank. My body stiffened, and I let out a roar. The towel was already out of my mouth. "Ah..." My hands were already busy, too lazy to pick up the towel again. "I miss you so much... I miss your big boobs so much... I miss your wet pussy..." I don't even know what else I said after that. "Ah... Ah... Ah... Ah..." After showering, I hurriedly came out. It turned out he had already gone back to his room, but the living room light was still on. I turned off the light, turned around and went back to my room to continue using the double-headed dildo until I was completely exhausted. It
wasn't a weekend like usual. Jack got up and left soon after. Before leaving, he looked me up and down for a long time, which made me feel really uneasy.
From the moment the groceries I ordered for a week and the things for tonight's candlelight dinner arrived, my hands hadn't stopped. First, I pushed the heavy groceries into the freezer with a trolley, then the two heavy cases of red wine, which were to be placed near the kitchen.
Then I immediately had to prepare part of tonight's dishes. After noon, I started tasting some of the ingredients that would be served that evening, and then I began cooking the fish and steak, which required long cooking times.
I recalled how in the restaurant I used to work, these dishes were always a collaborative effort, but today I had to do it all by myself. Not only was I flustered, but I almost messed up the time. I finally finished before he went home, and there he was, alone
, carrying several bags. "Boss, the dinner is ready. Has the guest arrived?" "She's already here!" He handed me the bags.
"What is it?" "It's you... Hurry up and change your clothes. If it doesn't fit, you can change right away!" My mouth was agape, completely bewildered, until he pushed me into my room and I snapped out of my daze.
Inside the bags was an incredibly beautiful evening gown; I think any girl would recognize the logo—Chanel! The other two bags contained her perfume and cosmetics.
"You rascal, you probably don't know me... These aren't things I like at all. If you gave them to Rose, she might faint! Sigh..." Not wanting to disappoint him, and not wanting him to know my sexuality, I reluctantly changed into my evening gown. Strangely enough, the dress fit me perfectly. So that's why he spent so much time looking at me this morning—he was just admiring my figure! Having not worn makeup since cutting my hair short, I casually smeared some cosmetics on my face, sprayed on some perfume, and went outside. Even more outrageous, Jack had changed into a suit and tie, raising his hand—meaning: I really am the 'hostess' today.
"Boss, what tricks are you playing today?" I asked, holding his hand.
"Call me Jack today!" We started eating the dishes I had spent a long time cooking. The other dishes were pretty good, especially my specialty, steak, but the grilled fish was terrible. I was embarrassed after the first bite and quickly tried to stop him, but he still finished his entire portion.
We clinked glasses several times, and the whole bottle of red wine was empty. He pulled me up, turned on the stereo in the living room, and invited me to dance. I was already dizzy from the alcohol; I even knocked over a chair when I stood up. He led me dancing for a short while, and I almost fell. He caught me, and suddenly, he grabbed my chin and kissed me without hesitation. Having been without sex for so long, my body reacted immediately, and I bit back hard. But I quickly regained my senses and struggled to break free, retreating to the wall. He kept closing in, his lips right in front of mine, as if ready to devour me.
"Jack! Don't...don't do this, I'm not what you think..." I blocked his body, stopping him from going any further.
"Then what are you?" His hands were already on the wall, his eyes blazing with anger.
"Okay, I'll tell you the truth, I'm a 'lesbian
,' there's no way I could fall in love with you!" "But you were kissing me so passionately just now..." "That was fake..." "I don't believe it!" "Believe it or not.
" "Okay, how about we make a bet?" "What's the bet?" "This week, whenever I kiss you, you can't refuse, and you have to kiss me back properly. I bet you'll fall in love with me by this time next week!" I asked, "What's the stake?" "If you really don't love me, I'll set you free right now, and give you your year's salary."
"Hey, that's pretty good!" "Listen carefully, if you fall in love with me, I want you by my side forever!" It was indeed a huge gamble for me, but I was confident. It was just a kiss; I didn't believe he had that much magic.
"Okay! I accept. When do we start?" "Of course, we start now!" His lips immediately covered mine, his tongue frantically swirling around mine, making me feel aroused, but I still desperately restrained myself from hugging him, resting my hands on the wall, just enjoying his kiss.
"Okay! Goodnight..." Suddenly he let go and went upstairs. The passionate kiss was abruptly ended, and I felt a pang of resentment, reluctantly cleaning up the mess.
Sure enough, in the days that followed, whenever he saw me, he would immediately hug me and kiss me without hesitation. I don't know why, but I began to revel in his kisses. One day, when he came home from work, I even ran to him to kiss him, and the kisses grew more and more passionate. I became increasingly afraid, but thankfully, the countdown was on.
On a weekend morning, I got up to make breakfast. "Ha! If I just get through today, I'll be free! Yay!" I woke him up at his usual time, but he didn't kiss me. A sudden panic gripped me. After breakfast, he left without kissing me. I forced myself to calm down. "Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid! He must have run out of options."
Although I didn't know what he was going to do in these last few hours, I still prepared dinner on time as he had instructed.
In the evening, he surprisingly returned with two bottles of champagne. After dinner, he asked me to open one. "What are we celebrating with champagne now?" I asked. "Whether we win or lose, one side should celebrate properly, shouldn't they?! Get some more ice, let's down a few glasses first!" I went to the freezer and got a bag of ice. When I returned to the living room, he was already sitting on the sofa, having poured a glass of champagne for each of us. The ice cubes popped up immediately, and he glanced at the clock. "Boss, there are only three hours left until the deadline. I haven't fallen for you at all. You've lost, haven't you?!" "It's okay, let's have two glasses first. Cheers!" He clinked glasses with mine.
After I finished mine, he poured me another glass, which I also downed in one gulp.
Then he gestured for me to sit down next to him. After I sat down, he asked me to lie on his lap. I didn't suspect anything, adjusted my position, and he lowered his head.
Sure enough, his hot lips immediately pressed against mine. After a short while of French kissing, I suddenly felt like my whole body was on fire, and my breathing became rapid.
"Are you hot? Let me unbutton your shirt..." He unbuttoned all the buttons on my shirt, then unhooked my bra. He gently massaged my breasts, pushed the bra aside, and began kissing my already erect nipples without any restraint.
"How could you... how could you do this..." I was already panting, desperately trying to get up.
"This is you!" he pointed at my small breasts, "I'm 'kissing you
,' is that wrong?!" "No... no... no..." I was getting weaker and weaker.
He started rubbing my vulva through my shorts, and after only a couple of rubs, my body arched violently. "No... you can't..." I was powerless to resist, and then he started taking off my shirt and bra, then my shorts and underwear. I couldn't even muster the strength to struggle anymore; I was completely naked in front of him.
“Little slut,” he shook my half-wet panties, “so wet, are you in love with me?” I shook my head desperately, “I’m not a little slut…no!” He made me lie on the sofa, my legs on the armrests, then spread my legs apart, “No…” I screamed, but it was too late, my pussy was already being forcibly kissed by him, “This is you too, you can’t resist!” In fact, I no longer had the strength to resist, and my body was becoming more and more uncomfortable.
“Jack, stop…please…” I had barely finished speaking when he came back to kiss my breasts, but his hands were still massaging my pussy. I was going crazy, if nothing came to comfort my pussy right now, it would be worse than death, “Jack, I want…I want…” “Little slut, tell me what you want?” “I want you…I want your…” I was practically begging him, my hand reaching for his groin.
"So, does this little slut love me?" My body trembled. I wanted to shake my head, but my body resisted. Unexpectedly, he increased the pressure. My honey pot could no longer hold back. I clenched my teeth, closed my eyes, and, with tears in my eyes, I made a desperate decision, nodding my head forcefully.
"Say it, honey!" "This little slut loves you, Jack, give it to me!" I whispered.
"I can't hear you, honey..." "I love you... I give up! Please!" I shouted almost frantically, tears streaming down my face.
He picked me up, carried me up the stairs, and placed me on the bed in his room. I couldn't contain myself any longer. I unbuckled his belt, pulled down his pants, and started stroking his penis. After he took off his shirt, he was completely naked. He pressed himself against me and immediately grabbed his semi-erect penis, forcing it into my vagina. "Ugh..." He didn't move. I could only wrap my legs around his waist like a koala, my arms around his neck, and start making piston-like movements. "Ah...ah...ah..." Suddenly, he pressed down on me, and the whole movement stopped. "You little slut, so thirsty?" "No...don't stop...I want it...give it to me..." He started French kissing me. My whole body was tightly wrapped around him. Slowly, he began to thrust, his hands gently pinching my nipples, then faster and faster. "Ah...ah...ah..." My body stiffened, and my mind went blank.
The pressure from kneading my nipples increased, gradually turning into kneading my breasts. My breasts weren't large to begin with, and his fingers were completely embedded in them. The force of his thrusts grew stronger,
the sounds of 'slap...slap...slap' in the room accompanied by my moans, "Ah...ah..." Before long, I felt his hands gripping my breasts tightly, his body arching forcefully, and for the first time, his hot semen gushed into my forbidden zone, completely flooding my barren garden. I passed out in ecstasy.
When I woke up, I was still trembling. I was lying on top of him, and he gently held me. Without thinking, I kissed him. He actually started to cry. "You've already taken my woman, why are you crying?" "I'll tell you the whole story..." He told me his story with his wife, bit by bit. They were very much in love, but a tragic plane crash separated them forever, and he never wanted to touch the realm of emotions again, so he even hired a male housekeeper.
"Your appearance surprised me greatly!" "Why?" "Why?! I'll show you her picture..." He took a framed photo from the bedside drawer. I took it and was truly shocked. The woman in the picture, except for the color and length of her hair, looked almost exactly like me.
"When I saw your photo, I hired you without hesitation. My goal was to pursue you, to win you over. But there's a huge age gap between us. I'm almost old enough to be your father, which naturally held me back..." "Later, I overheard you masturbating in your room almost every day, and that's when I wanted to..." "You bad guy!" I protested softly, lightly punching his chest. "You were eavesdropping..." "Originally, I set up this bet just to kiss you and make you leave, to avoid falling into the whirlpool of emotions again. But I found I couldn't do it. I increasingly didn't want you to leave, so I..." "I used a despicable trick. When you left to get ice, I slipped a drug into your glass—an aphrodisiac that will make you want to seduce me..." "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry... I really... wanted you so badly. I confess, if I fail this time, I really don't want to live anymore. So, even if you only love me for this one night, or even just for that one moment when you were under the influence of the drug, I'm willing. So, Jane, please forgive me, forgive this selfish, bad guy..." This grown man was actually sobbing uncontrollably on top of me, but hearing his confession, my 'lesbian'
heart crumbled, completely conquered by him.
"I lost. I really... have fallen in love with you. I never want to leave you again!" He kissed me passionately, then flipped me over and pinned me down again. Before today, I had only ever watched porn and had never actually had sex with a man, so I had no idea that being 'inserted' by a man
could be so pleasurable and wonderful. That night, we made love non-stop. I was too lazy to count how many times he ejaculated, but every time I wanted him to ejaculate inside me.
Thankfully, fate was kind to me; the night I lost my virginity to him didn't result in pregnancy. But from then on, I took birth control pills every day because I truly loved him and loved his ministrations.
At first, I would wear shorts and sleep in my own room at night.
Later, I simply wore underwear; he only needed to pull my underwear aside, and his penis could penetrate me anytime. We often ejaculated before dinner and again before bed, and after showering, I would sleep naked with him in bed.
On Saturdays and Sundays when he wasn't working, he almost never stopped. He finally stopped when I
had my period. His stamina was so strong that I started to feel overwhelmed, and he didn't seem like a man nearing 50. Although having sex with him was incredibly pleasurable, I still couldn't help but complain to him.
That night, before dinner, I was already struggling and started begging him to stop, but he still had sex with me again before bed.
"Little slut, can't take it anymore?!" he said, laughing as he thrust rapidly into me.
“Master is too strong… Little slut… Little slut is going to be fucked to death by you…” I’ve completely lost my composure after being fucked by him every day, and I dare to say all sorts of obscene things, “Heh… Ah ha… Ah ha… Ah…” “Then what should we do?” He stopped and picked me up, and I wrapped my arms around his neck. “If we don’t do it for a day, I can last longer, and little slut will be even more unable to take it, right?” “Little slut will go find… my… my ‘other half’
… together… um… Ah ha… with me… together with Master to fuck… Ah ha… Ah ha… Can we… Heh… Heh… Heh… Heh…” “Isn’t she a lesbian
? Would she accept my love like this?” He thrust even harder, but speaking was effortless.
"Ah...this weekend...candlelight dinner...little slut...ah...ah...bring her...ah..." He pinched my nipples hard, the fountain sprayed into my forbidden area, I almost fainted again, panting with my eyes closed, and then he carried me into the bathroom.
I stood there, utterly exhausted, in the bathroom. He slathered my body with fragrant shower gel, and as I slowly came to my senses, he picked me up again, using his weight to press me down, his penis reaching its peak. I was surprised to learn about this standing position and quickly gripped his waist, afraid of falling. But each thrust went all the way in, and after just two, I was ecstatic. "Spare me, you little slut... ah... ah... stop... I'm really... going to be fucked to death... ah... ah..." By the end, I was too overwhelmed with pleasure to even scream. Soon after, he held me tightly, thrusting wildly. The only
sounds in the bathroom were 'slap, slap, slap...'. My eyes were closed, my mouth open, and I could only use my last bit of strength to hook my arms around his neck. With one final thrust, his hot semen erupted again. "Ah... I'm dead..." I truly passed out.
Jack really didn't touch my body for the next few days, letting me rest properly. When he did see me, he only French kissed me, which moved me deeply.
Saturday morning finally arrived. After making breakfast, I dragged him out of bed and negotiated with him about the car and unlimited platinum card access, telling him to
arrange things with Chanel first. "Won't I become penniless in a minute?" "No, but I'll take what I'm entitled to! Hehe..." I playfully kissed his cheek.
It's been almost three months since we last met, and I don't know if Rose is still waiting for me or if she's already in the
arms of another 'man.' I'm quite uneasy.
When I got to our old apartment, I called her. She cried with joy and practically rushed down the stairs.
"Did you miss me?" I pinched her cheek as usual.
"I missed you so much! I'm going crazy thinking about you..." She threw herself at me and immediately kissed me. After being kissed by Jack these past few days, Rose's lips felt a little strange.
"Jane, you're acting strange. What's wrong? Is your boss treating you badly?" "No, he's been incredibly kind to me, but I have something very important to ask you for help with today!" I first took her to Chanel. A beautiful suit, some cosmetics, and two bottles of perfume—that's how I won Rose over. Then I told her it was her reward for helping out today, and she immediately squealed with excitement. Of course, I didn't forget to buy some for myself too.
Back at the villa, I quickly sent Jack away and then asked Rose to help me prepare the dishes for tonight's candlelight dinner menu. Cooking together was definitely different. Although Rose is a novice, she was helpful with even the simplest tasks, and things weren't as chaotic as last time.
The same scene played out again, but with a difference: Rose was feasting in the kitchen, while Jack and I were strategizing at the dining table. Afterwards, I pulled her out and introduced her to Jack. Jack thanked her for helping with the dinner party, and of course, the spiked champagne came in handy again; she downed three glasses in a row with gusto. After kissing her cheek, I pulled her to sit on the sofa. Soon, her face was flushed, and I had her lie on my lap.
I began kissing her, "Mmm...mmm..." gently caressing her full breasts. She struggled for a moment, but soon became breathless. I nodded to Jack to begin, and he immediately lifted Rose's skirt, pulled down her panties, and began kissing her without restraint. "Ah...ah...how...um...um..." I kissed her breasts on her upper body, while Jack kissed her vulva on her lower body, and her body began to convulse.
"Stop... um... um... um... ah... ah..." Having been deprived of sex for so long, Rose climaxed in just a few strokes, spraying her juices all over Jack's face. I nodded, and Jack immediately thrust his penis inside. "Um... no..." She shook her head desperately, but soon began to moan, "Ah... ah... so good... so good..." Seeing this, my heart fluttered, and I kissed Rose incessantly, kneading her breasts with increasing force. "Um... um... um..." Her eyes were tightly closed, her teeth clenched. At this moment, I told Jack to pull his penis out, kneading her breasts with my left hand and her vulva with my right. Soon Rose surrendered, crying out, "Please... put it in... I want more... I want more..." "Do you like the dick I prepared for you today?" I asked her, adding more pressure with both hands.
"I like it... I like it... I like it so much... I want more... please..." Her body trembled.
He led her up to the second floor, to Jack's room, where a naked battle between two women and one man was about to begin.
The scene began with Jack and Rose continuing their unfinished first intimate encounter. I couldn't resist either, straddling Jack's shoulder and demanding oral sex. Jack, having rested for several days, was exceptionally vigorous. Soon, both women's voices were shrill. Rose, having been without sex for so long, now had a real, powerful penis inside her. Jack's frenzied thrusting soon brought her to orgasm. "Mmm...mmm...mmm...ah..." Her body arched, forcing Jack's penis to withdraw. Her juices sprayed all over Jack and me. Jack quickly pressed his lips to Rose's vulva, kissing her passionately. Her body trembled again, her teeth clenched. "Ugh...ugh...ugh..." When Jack released her, she was completely sprawled on the bed. Jack's penis was still incredibly erect. Having rested for several days, I knew how powerful he was, but my vulva hadn't tasted his penis for days either. I turned around and knelt on the bed, my vulva facing him, my head lowered, ready to receive his ravaging.
He didn't thrust in violently, but slowly, penetrating to the very end. Then he reached out and gripped my breasts tightly, slowly pumping in and out, each time almost completely withdrawing before fully returning to the starting point. The feeling was incredible. "Ha...ha...ha..." I roared ecstatically. Gradually, his strength increased, and the speed of his thrusts increased. "Ha...ha...ha..." Rose, slightly regaining her senses, crawled under me and began kissing and teasing my clitoris. The intense stimulation was too much for my body; my upper body collapsed. "Ah...ah...ah...this little slut can't take it anymore..." I felt he was about to explode, and he was now thrusting into my body hard. "Slap! Slap! Slap!" The lewd sounds of the impact filled the room. With the final thrust, he gripped my breasts tightly, and the pent-up energy of the past few days burst forth. "Ah..." My entire honeypot felt like it was being filled to bursting, and I screamed until my soul seemed to leave my body. It took a long time before he released me, and my body lay on the bed, convulsing uncontrollably. Rose took advantage of this opportunity, pinching my nipples and thrusting into my honeypot, grinning wickedly. "You're so bad, selling my body like this!" I gasped, my body still convulsing, utterly powerless to resist him.
Jack then pulled Rose over and French kissed her. Rose had once confessed to me that she had secretly slept with me after being seduced and abandoned by a man, and that she had turned me into a man.
Now, with a strong man in front of her, Jack grabbed her and started kissing her relentlessly. She held Jack tightly, and then Jack reached out and rubbed her vulva. She actually spread her legs wide, not at all shy about letting him rub her. Before long, she became aroused again, and her body began to twist. "You're really horny," Jack's fingers were already thrusting in and out. "I'll call you a little slut..." After saying that, he inserted two fingers inside. "Yes...yes...I'm your little slut...ah...ah...ah..." Rose's love juice spurted out a little more.
Seeing that the two of them hadn't stopped, I went downstairs to get the champagne, but then I suddenly thought of taking the double-headed dildo to get a little revenge on Rose. I went into the room with champagne in both hands, looking at the double-headed dildo, wondering how to take it upstairs. "I might as well just stick it in!" Without thinking, I smoothly inserted it into her vagina. With two bottles of champagne in hand, I limped upstairs into the room. By then, Jack and Rose were already playing 69, sucking away with great enthusiasm. I pushed Jack away, then flipped Rose back onto her side, immediately pressing myself against her. Holding the double-headed dildo, I thrust all the way in without any resistance, starting to kiss her. "You think your cunt won't listen to me now that you have a man? I'll show you!" Then, right in front of Jack, I started wildly thrusting into Rose. "Mmm...mmm...mmm...no...ah...ah..." Rose, of course, couldn't forget this feeling. We started rubbing our nipples vigorously. "Haa...haa...haa..." The two grown women cried out ecstatically, it was impossible to tell whose voice was whose.
Suddenly, I felt a cool sensation in my anus. I stopped and turned around to see Jack applying large amounts of lotion to it, his fingers occasionally probing inside. I was shocked. "Master, what...what are you doing? Stop..." He put the lotion bottle aside and laughed, "Of course, I'm going to repay this little slut and make her feel like she's in heaven! You never used this stuff when I bought it, now it'll come in handy." Before
he finished speaking, his penis pierced my anus. "It hurts...no...ah...Master, stop...it's splitting..." Tears streamed down my face. "Don't be afraid of the pain, little slut, just don't faint again..." With the lotion's help, Jack began to slowly thrust in and out after penetrating me. Rose below also started moving. Suddenly, my nerves tensed completely, the walls of my vagina rubbing together. The feeling of fullness was incomparable. Jack gradually increased his speed. "Little slut, you have to go faster too, that way the person who betrays you will surrender." "!" Rose actually obeyed him, and her speed increased. My God, I've never felt this kind of pleasure before, it rushed straight to my head. "Ah..." My mouth had just opened when Rose's lips covered mine. I closed my eyes and gasped for breath. "Wait, let's do something even more unforgettable for this little slut..." Both of them left my body, but Jack picked me up and carried me off the bed, then penetrated me again in a standing position. "Heh... Master can't do this to this little slut... Stop... Stop..." Jack then commanded Rose, "Come on! Little slut, it's your turn to go in on the other side."
"I was terrified. 'No...no...I'll die...I'll die...stop...ah...' Rose's double-headed dragon went in smoothly, and then Jack held my armpits and rocked me up and down. Both holes were filled with intense pleasure that rushed straight to my head. 'I'm dying...I'm dying...stop...please...ah...please...no...ah...' I was too weak to bear the pleasure. Rose didn't let up at this point, reaching out to pinch my nipples hard. 'Ah...ah...ah...' My eyes were closed, and it seemed like tears were already coming out. My voice was shrill. I felt weaker and weaker. Suddenly, Jack thrust hard, and hot semen sprayed wildly into my honey hole again. 'Ah...ah...' I held back hard, almost fainting again. When Jack carried me back to the bed, it felt like every pore on my body had been opened. 'So good...so good...' My eyes were too weak to open, and my panting mouth couldn't close."
Rose's sharp, lewd moans woke me. "Mmm...no...mmm..." I turned my head and saw Rose's buttocks sticking up high. Jack seemed to be using the same trick he used on me, preparing to conquer Rose. He slowly thrust in and out, but each time he almost completely withdrew before pushing all the way in. "Mmm...mmm...mmm...no...ah...ah..." Rose was already getting aroused. Suddenly, I saw Jack's trembling buttocks, and I wanted to conquer this man too. I calculated Rose's period, and today's 'internal ejaculation'
should be fine. Besides, my body had already received two of his bullets, so I should let this little slut receive one too. I whispered in Rose's ear, and Rose closed her eyes and kept nodding. Then she went behind Jack, picked up some lotion, and smeared it on Jack's anus. He was shocked, stopped abruptly, and turned to look at me. "Little slut, what...what...what do you want to do?" "What do I want?! It's the little slut's turn to 'do' her
master!" "Little slut, hold on tight to your master!" Rose turned around quickly, then like a koala, wrapped her arms around his neck and clamped her legs tightly around his waist, beginning to thrust herself. "Mmm...mmm...mmm..." I stood behind Jack, one hand on his waist, the other gripping the double-headed dildo and thrusting it into Jack's anus.
"No...ah...it hurts...ah...you little slut...if you don't stop...ah...I'll definitely...ah...ah...make you...dizzy...ah..." Slowly, his body stopped resisting, and this big man began to moan, "Ah ha...so...so stimulating...ah ha...how could this be...ah ha...so comfortable..." I knew he had gotten used to the feeling and was starting to get addicted. I suppressed the pleasure in my body and increased the speed of the double-headed dildo's thrusts, hearing the sound of my beloved man's submission. The sounds, "Ah-ha...ah-ha...ah-ha..." were truly melodious. Rose, who was thrusting beneath him, cried out, "Mmm...mmm...mmm...ah...ah...ah..."
Her hands gripped his waist, her vagina clenching tightly as she thrust in and out at top speed. Soon, Jack's body convulsed, and he roared wildly, "Ha-ah..." Rose beneath him, her body flushed, clung tightly to Jack, "Mmm-ah..." Then, the two of them collapsed limply onto the bed. Looking at them, I smiled with satisfaction, "Haha... finally someone's had their fun..." That night, Rose and I lay on either side of his strong chest, I held him tightly until I fell asleep completely.
Towards the end of the story, Jack hired a second permanent housekeeper for his villa. Of course, you can guess who it was—that little slut Rose. Our terms were changed to 'indefinite' by Jack.
Afterwards, I taught Rose a lot about cooking, and we took turns showing off our skills, which he praised highly. I also started growing my hair out, wearing makeup, and my breasts became firmer and more feminine.
This didn't last long. Jack suddenly handed over all the management and announced his retirement, living a retired life. Outsiders found it quite strange, but Rose and I weren't at all. However, his amazing stamina was exhausting for us two grown women. We really wanted to find a third housekeeper to help us. What should we do?!

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