I met her about three years ago in a city whose name I don’t remember. Then I inspected the branches of our company, so I had to travel around the country. The days were filled with meetings, inspections, meetings, I had only to dream about rest. And once I had a particularly hard time. The room did not return in the spirit, and even the restaurant in the hotel was already closed, so I had to order food in the room. Not even hoping for the quickness of the local staff, I went to the shower as soon as I hung up. I just began to gradually return to normal, when they knocked on the door.

- Enter!

Zero reaction and after half a minute another annoying drum roll. Angry as hell, I wrapped myself in a towel and dragged myself towards the door.

Behind the cart with my dinner was a young maid in black uniform with a white apron. Under my heavy gaze, she immediately began to stutter:

- From the hotel ... Champagne ... A gift ... - and froze like a rabbit before a boa.

“Get in,” I stepped aside.

Closing her, I remained to observe the serving. Looking at the slender legs, barely covered with a skirt, thin waist accentuated by the apron and delicious C grade in the décolleté, I thought that her costume lacked only a collar with a leash, and how much I want to whip it! In response, the fool boldly shot me with lecherous eyes. Well ... When the table was laid, she stood beside her, pretending to be modestly folding her hands:

- Mister wants something else?

This pretty girl with glittering eyes, scarlet lips and such seductive tits in the deep square neckline of the dress incredibly played the role of a maid, and she knew about it, so I decided to make fun of a little:

- Yeah. Stand on your knees.

To be honest, I expected her to quit and run away, but to my surprise, she executed the order:

- Yes, sir.

Wow, lustful girl wants to play Saba? Something I did not see this in the menu ... The ideal lower one - and I don’t pay extra for it! It's time to properly teach the slut.

I sank into an easy chair:

- Crawl here, bitch!

She quickly kneeled her knees, and I was ready to swear that she was already flowing. As soon as she approached, I ran my hands into a bra and fished out an elastic white breast with pink areola nipples. Booted balls, balls of boobs got a stake. I squeezed pink nipples and, taking out my anger, began to knead them, twist and pull in different directions. The maid closed her eyes, bit her lower lip, but was steadfastly silent. In less than a minute, her nipples hardened and turned into crimson.

- Do you like, little slut?

“Yes, sir,” she breathed.

From such a member of my petrified.

- Do you want to suck me?

- Oh yes, my lord, I really want to!

“Then don't disappoint me,” and I leaned back in my chair.

She quickly removed the towel and froze for a second, looking at the colossus with which she was to work, and then began to drive her tongue from the base to the head, trying to cover everything with saliva. Her small mouth covered the crimson head, and she began to gently suck, alkali with a sharp tongue bridle. Then she began to swallow more, podrachivaya trunk hand. It was very nice, but I wanted to be tougher with her:

- Will not work. You upset me, - I wound her tail on the fist, painfully throwing my head back.

- And now be a good girl, open your mouth wide and put out your tongue.

The picture of the maid on her knees with boobs sticking out of the cleavage and tongue stuck out almost to the chin was unmatched! I ordered her to breathe like a dog, and then spit relishly into her mouth, on the drying tongue and smeared this spittle with a member along her cheeks. Then I slowly began to string her head on my dick. Reaching the middle, I rested in the back wall. I felt that she was trying to resist the penetration, and was really angry:

- You vile stuff, dare to interfere with the owner? - taking out a member, with my free hand, I weighed two strong slaps from which tears gushed from her eyes:

- Excuse me, sir, I will try to please you.

I put her puppet head on my dick again and slipped into the throat with pressure. She immediately began to choke, covering it even more closely, which was given by an electrical impulse throughout the body. Snarling with pleasure, I began to fuck her in the throat stronger and deeper, even forgetting that she could not breathe. I put my second hand around her neck and felt her swell every time my dick forced her walls apart from the inside. From such an abundance of sensations, I finished very quickly, frozen and lowering everything in her stomach. When I finally let go of the bitch, she wheezed frantically breathing. She looked terrible: her makeup was dripping, her chin was covered with spongy drool, her face and neck were flushed.

- Thank you, Mr.

And then I noticed that all this had brought her so much that with one hand she was whispering under her skirt. Outraged by the arbitrariness, I grabbed her hair and lifted her:

- Did the master allow you ?! Get up cancer.

She rested her hands on the chair, and I pulled up her rustling skirts and pulled off the wet black panties to plug them with the oozing vaginal hole. From my touch, she moaned sweetly. Then I picked up a trouser belt and began methodically to thrash on an elastic white ass. She shrank amusingly with each blow, and pink marks remained on her skin. When I was sick of painful screams, I took the panties out of the hole and stuffed the maid’s mouth with them. Throwing them all in, I forced her to close her lips:

- Release at least the edge - I will peel the buckle.

I gave another ten blows, until the red marks were clearly visible. Pushing her back, I forced her to bend stronger and struck a blow on the open sexual lips. They turned red and pulsed, and the maid frantically moaned from unimaginable pain, afraid to release the panties from his mouth. Her knuckles, clinging to the chair, turned white. I stood again, and her scarlet pulsating pussy just pulled! So I dropped the belt and entered it with a swing. What is she hot! I started to fuck her, using the tail as a reins. The harder I pulled my hair, the more she sagged, giving me unearthly pleasure. Again, I felt the head of the penis, that rested on something, but this time it was the uterus. Whenever I knocked on it, the vagina was squeezed sweetly on the trunk of the penis, causing it to accelerate. The legs of the maid, wrapped in black translucent stockings, trembled, and I realized that she was about to finish, but could not allow it, so I threw her on the bed, where he generously allowed me to spit out the pants. Now she lay on my back in front of me, and again I had the opportunity to knead and slap luxurious white tits. When I felt that I would soon finish, I took a step forward and evenly poured her neck and chest.

- Thank you, sir, - she collected all the sperm with her fingers and sent it into her mouth.

- Go wash up, - I pushed her out of bed, and he finally got to the cooling dinner.

When she returned, I had drunk a couple of glasses of champagne and handed the half-bottle to her:

“Drink,” I had an idea. - To the dregs.

At my command, she drank it all in one gulp and immediately became drunk.

- And now, dirty bitch, get down on all fours, put a bottle in front of you and show on it how much you like to suck.

She selflessly set about fulfilling the command. The slut gently caressed the neck of the bottle with her lips and tongue, as if it were a real tasty member, and diligently swallowed it, opening it wider and sitting down deeper. While she was fascinated, I walked up behind me and plunged a pair of fingers into her continuously flowing crack. My obliging maid let out a moan of pleasure and began even more earnestly to kick the neck of the bottle. Moistening enough fingers, I put them to the ring of her anus and introduced one by one.She flinched all over and wanted to resist, but a couple of strong blows to the red buttocks reminded me better than any words about who commands here.

The remaining ice cubes in the bucket I rolled one by one over her labia and pushed through the anus ring. When I sent five or six pieces of ice there, I finally let her ride the bottle. She squatted down and, with one hand resting on the floor behind her back, with the other sent the neck of the bottle to her ass. Saliva and water from melted people served as her lubricant. At first she moved slowly, afraid to crouch more deeply, and then began to linger only at the lowest point, whining sweetly when she managed to strung herself on the wider part of the bottle. She closed her eyes again and often breathed, happily fucking herself with a bottle in the anus. With her free hand, she tugged at the clitoris, lightly pinching him, and screamed out loud. The sight of a drunken girl humiliating herself before my eyes again brought my cock to alert.

I gave the maid to suck it in order to lubricate it, and again putting it on all fours, I abruptly took out the bottle. A five-centimeter hole gaped in front of me, the edges of which began to slowly converge. While Sizam did not close, I plunged the head into it a couple of times, getting used to new sensations, and inserted it to its full length. My dick was completely in the close passage, still cool from ice and glass. The slut beat me weakly, and when I slapped her on the buttocks a couple of times, I noticeably accelerated. I leaned over and put my hand on her clit. At first I did not do anything, forcing her to beg me, and then quickly hesitated with his fingers. After a minute, she finished, and such a convulsion swept through her body, that my dick appeared to be in a vice, so I could not hold back any longer and finished almost synchronously with her. When I came out, her hole was smaller, but also did not converge. Having come to her senses a bit, the maid squatted again and squeezed muddy whitish drops from her ass right onto the floor. And then she leaned over and licked every single one.

That's when I finally realized how much she needed a collar with a leash tied to the leg of my bed.