 Mr. Martin,
I write in response to your add for un canchana.....losiento....how do you say....."maid"......I sorry...english no is very good. I am Elisa and so want to be of help to you. I am needing of a good job and money. I be willing to start most anytime. Do you think we maybe meet?
What things must I do? I so hope it works with you....the last man I worked with.......no was very nice......a long story. Please inform me of a yes or no.
Elisa
Elisa,
Hi thanks for getting back to me. Yes I do have a few positions that I need to fill as soon as possible. The applicant needs to be willing to do all I ask or demand with out question. Must be willing to get as dirty as needed. Not hesitate on the sticky jobs and be able to stay on her hands and knees as long as it takes. Uniform is a must and hours vary to my satisfaction. Do tell me what was so rough about last employer? I do hope you have no objections to being handled roughly...what are your qualifications and stats? What makes you think I should hire you at all?
Get back to me soon, Mr. Martin
p.s. all female employees are required to sign a waiver releasing all rights to claim legal or sexual harassment charges civil or legal before reporting to duty.
Thank You
Mr. Martin,
Thanks be to you and I very happy your positions are open. I very hard worker and do as told. I no ask many questions. Me no speak good english...I hope this no es un problemo. I no care how dirty, I promise to do as told. Getting dirty again es no problema. Sticky jobs? I no sure what you mean, but I be willing to try. And is good thing.....I stay on my knees much already. Will stay as long as need be. What uniform do you wish and hours you will want me.
Last employer hard to explain. How do you say....umm....from very first day....hands up my dress, dirty talk, things no es nice to talk about with good employer as you. Very embarrassing.
Handled roughly? If you mean worked hard, then yes! Very roughly. Are you rough Mr. Martin?
Qualifications? I work hard, no be lazy, eager to please man of the house, work late hours, so willing to fill your positions as you like.
Stats? Must explain. I no understand. Sorry if I seem a little slow....but am hard worker...trying to learn all english no es easy.
Please hire Mr. Martin. I work very hard to make you happy. I not stop till you satisfied. And I sign your.....how you say.....paper....
please answer as I eager to start work soon.
thank you,
Elisa
Elissa,
Thanks for getting back to me again. I am glad you are used to dirty work and being on your knees and want to assume the positions I need you for. Your hours will be on call when ever I have need for your ass istence. I will suply the uniforms. I would like to know all details of last employer and if you think he would give you a good reference, and yes I can be a rough man so don't dissappoint me. And the stats I want to know about are your measurements grooming preferences and to know of all your experiences and what you can and will bring to the job.
Reply back soon, Mr. Martin
Mr. Martin,
Again, I am excited to be starting soon. I do have un uniform. Do I wear this one until you give me yours? Please let me know.
There is many things I could say about Mr. Eldridge. For sure is one dirty old man....I worked only week there. I quit. Was terrible week. First day I arrive, he opens door in only robe. I ask, "can you show me what to do?" I follow room to room and listen good. I wanted to please him. Like you, he had dress code and provided clothes.....I put them on but felt bad because I felt naked. The dress short, my breasts showing......and he just stand there...smiling...I tried to object, but my english no es good....a little better now than then.....on that first day he say I need to clean bathroom. So, I go to clean bathroom and I no hear Mr. Eldridge any where. Leaning into the tub I scrub really hard when I feel this cold hand up my uniform and grab my hips. I look back over shoulder but he push me forward over tub again and pushes my knees apart with his feet..then he is behind me slapping my ass and yelling at me to "fucking clean his tub!" (Please do excuse the language Mr. Martin)
I try to scrub but he reaching around grabbing between my legs calling me dirty names......like that was part of job or something......he rips my panties off and stuffs them in my mouth...it really hard to breathe like that....then, just like he own me......he forces his hard cock deep inside my pussy. I could no believe it! What he think I was.....behind me pulling my hair, call me slut, whore, cum bucket! all the time thrusting inside me till it really hurt....he laughed alot.....
He turn small stream of water on and pushed my chest into it.....getting my breasts real wet.....then groping them hard and thrusting harder......he say, "I gonna mess up that pretty pussy for you now"......as he groan and shoot cum deep inside me......so much cum, it drip out my pussy and down my legs....and I was just thankful it was over.....but Mr. Eldridge no was finished.
He pull my hair and turn me around on my knees...his big cock was right in my face as he smile and say, "Do your job you fucking cunt......CLEAN!!!!........I just look up and he wraps both his hands in my hair and force my face to his cock. I no could believe it......his cum was running down my legs....onto floor......everywhere!.......but here in my face he was hard, BIG, throbbing.......and he wanted in my mouth.....I shook my head no.......but he reach down and grab both my nipples and twist hard and harder till i scream.......then he shove it in my mouth.........all the way till i choke.....over and over.......and tears run down my face as i try to ask him stop........again he laugh.....and call names, pull hair.........force his cock down my throat as I claw his legs with my nails....just fighting for air......
It seem to go on forever before he let out a loud groan and he pullled out of my mouth and he spurt cum all over my face, hair and tits..........and just before he was finished........slammed it back into my mouth so i could feel the cum cover my tongue........and he pushed it back further.........and i felt cum squirt down my throat......."Swallow it, you fucking bitch.......and get used to it.....it's all part of YOUR job!" and I swallowed!
I had to wear his cum all day and every day after I worked for him......and every day was a new way to use me Mr. Martin......that is why I no work for Mr. Eldridge anymore...I cannot say he would give me a good reccommendation...........I got not much work done for him......he was always......well i think you undertand now.
I no will disappoint you Mr. Martin.
Stats....well Mr. Martin.....I about 5' 3" ...medium long dark brown hair.......bust size around 40 DD. I am well groomed.......well shaven.....as for the job......I will bring whatever you ask of me to bring.....all I ask is for the chance...
thank you,
Elisa
Elissa,
I see, well thank you for filling me in on your latest work experince. And no need to worry Mr. Eldridge was very satisfied gave you a very highly recomended orgasmic review, why do you think I called after all? And from what I have heard from both of you it sounds like you have been trained and broke in well to try to meet my expectations and requirements. Which will be more of the same. I tend to use you for my pleasure in much the same ways as Mr. Eldridge did but perhaps for a longer stay of employment. And I am confident you can't object much seeings how Mr. Eldridge told me you left him before finding any other job. Rest assured with me and his conections you won't be finding any thing but us any time soon. I'm sure that even you can now figure out we do this all the time. We have had many maids (or slaves) before you and well lets just say you need not bother trying to find any other work until I say your jobs have all been fully completed here. That all being said I'll expect you to be here in a timely fashion tomorrow wearing the uniform you said you already possessed I know it will do just fine since I am sure its just the same one you left his job sight in. Do make sure you are in uniform poperly shaved on time and ready to do what ever is required of you.
Don't worry I am sure you will grow acustomed and be able to show how much you like your new job soon. After all Mr Eldridge told me how you yourself couldn't stop moaning and cumming with every name he called you every time he touched you and begged to be used more and more....uhm yeah you will do just fine.
See you tommorrow, Mr. Martin
p.s. bring the afore mentioned forms thank you
Mr. Martin,
I am loss for words. You made me tell you all this and you knew it already? You know Mr. Eldridge? And this is why you call? You work with him to see I no get work unless I do your dirty little jobs? How demeaning can you be? You take advantage of a defenseless woman? I must work. I have bills, need groceries. What can I do? You treat many girls this way? Could you possibly be more perverted than even Mr. Eldridge? What can I do?
Mr. Eldridge is liar if he say I like anything he did to me! I could not stand his touch. He make me sick!
I show for work tomorrow, but only because I have to. You may employ me .......you do not own me. I work Mr. Martin....and that is all.....WORK!!
Elissa,
Yes Elissa I can be very demeaning. And deffenseless women are the most eager to please and the easiest to use. So yes Elissa you will work just fine and as I said you will like it. Many before you have learned to as I am sure you will to after all like I said Mr Eldridge said your pussy reacts very well to being abused as your degrated. I am perverted as they cum Elissa. And you WILL do all that is required of you and that is final. After all there are far worse thins than being used for a slut, or even being unemployed....I mean deportation is SUCH an inconvinience is it not?
Looking forward to using my new "maid," Mr. Martin
Mr. Martin,
I have no words. You are smart indeed. I do not wish to leave this country. I will arrive as promised. I will remain in your employment for as long as needed. It will be a "job" and I treat it as such only......you and Mr. Eldridge are, however, a little delusional.......do as you will......do not expect a reaction or response..........to do so would give you far more credit than you deserve......what more could you do to me than Mr. Eldridge has already done? Any response he "thinks" he received were all in his head!.......you too, shall follow in his footsteps.......for it takes a REAL man to get to me........not a loser who preys on the less fortunate.
Good Evening,
Elisa
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After the above correspondence with Mr. Martin, I arrived early Monday morning, feeling tired from lack of sleep. I tossed and I turned the entire previous night just wondering what my new employer had in store for me. I dropped the phony spanish accent........since I was no longer trying to play on his sympathy. Sure I was Spanish, but spoke english better than most of my relatives....there was just a hint of accent here and there.........but I wondered, how did Mr. Martin know I feared being deported? How well did he know me and how long would I be at his mercy?
Still engrossed in thought, I knocked softly and waited. I was in uniform, as requested......black and white short dress, fishnet stockings, white apron, black heels, black lace thong, and lots of cleavage......feather duster in hand......The door opened slowly as Mr. Martin stood there smiling......I was relieved to find him fully dressed but felt a little uneasy as his eyes searched my body and seemed fixated on my breasts...He smiled again and said, "come on in Elisa, I have been waiting for you!"
I walked through the door of his modest, yet nice home. He seemed a little sweeter than Mr. Eldridge and much, much better looking.....As he talked I couldn't help but glance downward and observe the huge bulge in his pants......he looked HUGE!........His eyes caught mine and his grin grew as he realized where my eyes had been searching.....I bowed my head in embarrassment and my face flushed red...."Now, now..he said........under my employment......looking won't be all you are doing....trust me!"
"Come this way Elisa" he said as he led me to the kitchen.......opening the lower cabinet doors........"Here, he said...Is where your cleaning supplies are located......you may begin in the master bedroom." I nervously made my way to the cabinet and bent over to take out the cleaning supplies..........when I felt a gentle, yet demanding hand slide up the inside of my thigh.....I started to stand as he loudly said...."NO! STAY!.........and so I stayed.......reaching for the paper towels and glass cleaner I had to grasp onto the counter for support as his hand found my lace panties.....as he gently massaged my pussy through the thin cloth........the paper towels fell to the floor as I gripped the cabinet harder.........his hands, his fingers.......were bringing my pussy to life and I was like a two dollar slut pushing back against him wanting more.......what the hell was wrong with me?? I actually wanted a stranger touching me........and he had me right on the edge of orgasm........when he chuckled and walked off..........I WAS RIGHT THERE! ........I wanted him to continue..........and yet he stops......how cruel could my new employer really be? It was a question I would learn all to well....
Inside his bedroom, I began cleaning. I noticed there was some soft music playing ....it was calming, and I even hummed along.........as I dusted the night stand I found a piece of paper with my name on it......it simply read......"Lower drawer.......open!"......a little confused, I reached for the bottom drawer and opened it........it was full of dildos, bullets, and other sex toys......a little embarrassed I started to close the drawer when I saw another piece of paper with my name on it........it simply read, "Your choice, pick one........lay on the bed and fuck that nasty pussy of yours.........and I WILL be watching.
I looked around to see if he was around but I didn't see him anywhere. I sat on the edge of the bed and contemplated what to do when the phone rang.......It rang many times, so I assumed Mr. Martin was busy........I picked it up and said, "Martin residence, may I help you please?"........A voice boomed on the other end as I realized it was Mr. Martin. He said, "Cunt, I told you to get busy with those rubber dicks....and if you don't, I'll be in there with a belt and you won't like the punishment!" He slammed the phone down as my heart raced 100 miles a minute.........he WAS actually watching me......I fumbled in the lower drawer and found a bullet and rabbit toy........as ordered, I lay down on his bed and began to play........first touching myself through my panties......it felt good and as I slid them slowly off, I began to get a little turned on, knowing Mr. Martin was actually watching me......probably getting turned on himself.........I could just imagine him hard as a brick, unable to control himself....watching me, then bursting through the door and fucking me like crazy.........now I really was turned on!
I spread my legs and touched myself, moaning a little.......then bringing the rabbit to my chest, I turned it on to the highest setting........the beads in the shaft began rotating as the length increased and turned......I couldn't wait to get the thing inside me!......Slipping it slowly into my throbbing wet pussy..........still on high......it only took a few seconds of the humming and turning before my hips were gyrating and thrusting my pelvis upward to meet it........oh, it was breathtaking...........who needed a man, I thought to myself as my moans increased and I became lost in ecstasy.........Reaching that peak.....my legs trembled, my back arched and.........the door flew open, and in raced Mr. Martin......yelling like a mad man.....
"What the hell do you think you are doing, you fucking cunt?" "You don't cum until I say you can cum!" Now get your lazy ass up and finish cleaning!!"
Totally surprised and sexually frustrated, I found my panties in the floor and put them back on...........what the hell was up with this guy? I kept thinking to myself..........In his correspondence he was going to be all controlling, using me....blah, blah blah! I laughed to myself..........but man did I like that toy......I was aching.........I wanted to cum so bad........and as I went back to work, the day slowly passed.........
It was shortly after noon and I was cleaning the kitchen when I heard Mr. Martin call for me from the bathroom. I walked slowly to the door and could hear the shower running. "Yes, sir?" I called back. " Can I help you?" "I need towels!" he bellowed out.......the door is unlocked...." My heart raced again and I wondered where this was going. I slowly opened the door and shielded my face as I headed past the shower to get the towel. "Uncover your face, slave!" he chuckled. "You know you want to look!. ..Mr. Eldridge said you couldn't keep your eyes off his big cock!"...........reaching him the towels I muttered...."just another lie".......his hand grabbed mine and the towels fell to the floor......"Are you back talking me slave?" he sneered......"Do you have any idea who I am?" "I fucking own you!" he yelled as he pulled me into the shower with him.....soaking my uniform.........I gasped as he pushed me forward and the water hit my face........he took my hair in his hand and bent me over right there in the shower.........shoving his hard cock into my pussy without mercy........he grabbed my breasts and squeezed until I cried out........making him laugh........."Poor, Poor little nasty whore," he said as he squeezed harder...........he pounded my wet pussy over and over.........and seemed ecstatic when he made me cum..........."I knew it!" he screeched......"my maid, my whore.....will do anything for a hard cock!".......the assault on my pussy intensified and the orgasms kept coming.......after each one......Mr. Martin would breathe into my ear......"Sing for me slut! That's the song of a true gutter whore!"
So I sang.........and I liked! I pushed back against each thrust. I took it all in........I never wanted him to stop..........and it seemed to go on forever.......
Before the end of my first work day with Mr. Kenneth Martin....we had fucked in nearly every room of the house.......I was sore, I was tired........and I was excited for the next day of employment..........There had to be so much more to this man........and I intended to find out.......
As the work day came to a close, I headed for the door....reaching for the knob, he grabbed my hand and turned me to face him......."One more thing before you go slave!" he said....pushing me down to the floor...."there is still one thing you haven't cleaned....and there i was on my knees with his beautiful erect cock in my face. My mouth watered as I looked up into his eyes.....He smiled.......grabbed my hair.......and forced my head down on his throbbing member..........all the way to the back of my throat until I couldn't breathe......I clawed at his legs and stomach with my nails trying to get air.....tears streaming down my face.........finally releasing me, I inhaled deeply........."such a good little slut!" he said as he fucked my face like he hadn't cum in days........he was insatiable! And I found it overwhelmingly exciting..............right there on my knees with his dick in my mouth......i came........he didn't have to touch my pussy, fuck me..........nothing........just having him there........growing bigger and bigger in my mouth was so exciting that I came like crazy..........
He held my head tighter as he thrust faster and harder and I knew he was almost there..........then came the explosion as he moaned, "Fuck yeah.......such a dirty slave! I think you are going to work out just fine!"
And he kept his cock buried down my throat until the last drop of his delicious cum had been consumed.........he then helped me to my feet, slapped my ass, kissed my cheek and said, "Same time tommorrow.....don't be late....."
I walked out the door, to my car, my pussy aching to have him again....my mind replaying the entire day.......no, i thought to myself.......Mr. Eldridge had nothing on Mr. Martin.........but I am thankful for the recommendation! |
