Thread: Always a Pleasure Serving (serter&loveme)

Rose had been serving as eric's personal maid since she was hired on almost a year ago now. She had, to her credit lasted longer than most servants in their house. Even among fetishists and BDSM freaks who loved the entirety of the district and the laws and rules here, serving in a house as a servant for long was taxing and difficult. The demands set upon her as a servant were already pretty high in a large estate house like this one. Their house was the size of a small college with dozens of rooms on it's three floors upper floors, basement, and sub basement floors. Bedrooms, bathrooms, a library that stretched all three upper floors, and indoor theatre, thought it saw little use, two seperate ballroom sized rooms for parties, a massive kitchen that took 6 servants alone to staff, housing for the servants themselves, and other varying use rooms were all the responsibility of the staff. With a average of twenty staff on hand at any given time, despite having to constantly find new help, the house was hard to maintain for the servants, mostly because eric and his three brothers, plus his father and mother, all had their own personal playthings that were often not around to do their share of the work, like rose. Eric was rough with his toys, but he wasn't cruel like his youngest brother, he tugged on the firm handful of roses hair but not so hard that he might hurt her, well, hurt her more than she liked. His other hand slapped onto her ass, burning a red handprint into her asscheek that faded slowly as he continued pounding into her, his pelvis crashing against her soft, wonderful asscheeks. Letting out a groan from deep in his throat, eric's eyes closed and his head fell back, a grin spreading across his face as he fucked away, hips snapping forward, a wonderful burn creeping up the backs of his thighs as his muscles sung from the exercise, he could feel his servants insides gripping him, squeezing as if she was afraid he would leave her again even to just change position. This was how eric spent every, well, at least most mornings, him and rose rolling around in bed after she arrived to clean up his room. She was a professional, she always came in to do her job, pick up his mess, check for anything that needed cleaning, and never spoke to him aside from a polite good morning sir or something like that, yet every day eric would grab her before she could leave and then rose would be on her back on the mattress, legs in the air, skirt of her little maids uniform hiked up, and a smile plastered on her painted lips as her master ravaged her and filled her with his cum. Eric often told her as they laid together afterwards that he needed to fuck in the morning, he just couldn't get his work done if he didn't clear his mind, which really meant empty his balls, but he was always polite and thanked her for her service, and then she'd go back to her work around the house and whoever wanted a piece of her, never giving any indication he might have feelings for her or there might be more there, but eric could see that sometimes she had a look in her eye when he was around, something more than the playful excitement of the other female staff, he wondered sometimes.