Seduced by the Maid

"Good girl," cooed Carolina. "Deeper... Take it deeper..."

Tears streamed down Lucy's cheeks, and she gagged as she brought Carolina's foot further into her mouth. She felt Carolina's toes against the back of her throat, and she fought with everything she had to suppress her retching. Lucy obediently held Carolina's soft heel in her hand, and her stomach heaved.

With her other hand, Lucy had curled her two middle fingers into herself, and she was probing frantically at her g-spot. Lucy was naked, kneeling on the floor at the end of Carolina's bed, degrading herself for the maid's amusement. She had never been happier.

Lucy had known that she was gay for many years now, and had really let her hair down in that regard since she had moved away for college... but this was something else. She had always been attracted to strong, assertive women, and had flirted with BDSM before, but when Carolina first put her perfect foot in Lucy's face, something had awoken in her.

Lucy had become utterly enamoured with Carolina; she was the most beautiful woman Lucy had ever seen, and her firm commands stirred an excitement in Lucy that she had never even come close to experiencing before. Lucy could not explain why, but she had a deep need and overwhelming desire to please Carolina, and she knew that she would do anything the beautiful maid desired, no matter how depraved.

"Oh, my beautiful Lucy, I think it can go deeper than that!" Carolina giggled. She lifted her other foot, which was resting on Lucy's bare shoulder, and hooked her toes around the back of Lucy's head. Using this foot as leverage, she pushed her toes even deeper down Lucy's throat, who gargled and gagged violently. Thick drool poured from Lucy's mouth all over Carolina's foot and ankle, and she closed her eyes as her stomach heaved and contracted.

"No, my dear! Open your eyes!" Carolina cried as she wiggled her toes against the back of Lucy's throat. "I want to look in your eyes as you cum for me!"

Lucy obeyed and weakly parted her teary eyelids, and quickened the pace of her fingers inside her pussy. She looked pleadingly at Carolina, who just smiled back teasingly.

"My foot stays in until you cum for me, meu amor... so cum for me," Carolina said with a wicked glint in her eye. "Cum for me, with my perfect throat in your throat! Show me how much you fucking love to be humiliated by me, how much you love to degrade yourself beneath me! You have never met anyone like me! You have never seen feet as beautiful as mine, and you are so fucking lucky that you get to touch them, and sniff them, and kiss them! Did you ever think you would be so lucky as to have my foot in your pathetic throat? So, cum for me!"

Lucy's stomach tensed and turned, and through tears she looked into Carolina's enchanting brown eyes, and she came so hard that her back spasmed and she collapsed to the floor. She convulsed with pleasure on the carpet, and Carolina beamed down at her as she gasped for air, and coughed and retched and moaned. Carolina brought her foot down and smeared Lucy's saliva onto her cheek, as Lucy lay crumpled in a heap, shuddering.

"Perfect, meu amor. You amuse me so well!" glowed Carolina, as she lay back on the bed. She spread her thighs, and pulled up the hem of her dress. "Now, Lucy, make me cum."

Still gasping and coughing and drooling, Lucy lifted herself from the floor and crawled between Carolina's legs, and brought her mouth to the maid's mound.

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Aaron lay on his bed with his pants around his ankles, and he stared at the ceiling. He hadn't moved for the past two hours.

What... what the fuck was happening?

He had been home for only a few days, and his jet-lagged brain had been so addled with lust for the beautiful maid and her feet, that he had... he had jerked off with her shoes... and... and...

Aaron felt warm, and his cheeks and ears glowed red. He remembered the maid walking into his room as he was lying on his bed, with his hard cock in his hand, and his nose in a pair of her worn underwear...

Shame and nausea pitted in Aaron's stomach as he remembered the horrified and angry look on Carolina's face... He had wanted to be sick... But...

Aaron felt his cock stir when he thought about what happened next.

Carolina had pinned her soft, wrinkly, heavenly sole down on his face, and then reached down and grabbed his erection, and taunted him and chastised him and jerked him off, and within seconds he had blown his load for her. She had continued her torment of his cock, and then spat in his mouth, and then left him lying there...

And he had lay there ever since, frozen by panic, and fear, and confusion... and excitement...

What did this mean? Carolina had looked at him with such anger, such hatred when she had caught him... But she had jerked him off, and made him cum... Surely that means...?

Fuck, Aaron had no idea what any of this meant. His head was a fucking mess... He hadn't slept properly in days, and he had spent his time at home perving on the maid's feet and jerking off like a teenager. He had followed her around the house like a puppy, taking any opportunity to stare at her, and had jerked off with her slippers, and her socks... Jesus Christ...

Aaron winced and shuddered, but his cock continued to stiffen as he remembered all the ways Carolina had excited him...

"Aaron?" his mother called from downstairs. "Are you up there?"

Aaron jumped, and when he heard footsteps ascending the stairs, he frantically pulled up his shorts and boxers, and leapt from his bed. As his mother opened the bedroom door, he stood at his shelf and pretended to look for... something.

"Oh, there you are!" Matilda exclaimed sarcastically. "We've seen so little of you since you've been back, we were beginning to think that you had gone travelling again!"

Aaron forced out a laugh, all the while willing down his erection.

"The maid... I mean Carolina... has offered to cook us dinner tonight, as a thank you, or something..." Matilda said, with more than a hint of bemusement in her voice. "So, get changed into something that isn't pyjamas, please."

Matilda left and closed the door behind her, and Aaron rubbed at his temples and groaned.

What the fuck was happening? What the fuck was... What the fuck??

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Aaron sat at the long dinner table, his sister Lucy at his side, and his parents at either end facing each other. An empty seat sat directly opposite and between the two siblings. The sound of Carolina's angelic singing emanated from behind the door to the kitchen, and it made Aaron's heart pound. He was about to be served a meal, but he had absolutely no appetite.

Lucy sat next to Aaron, but he was too stressed to notice how flustered she was. She fidgeted nervously with her cutlery, and barely paid attention to their parents' conversation.

"What's going on you two?" Matilda enquired, raising her eyebrow to her husband. "You both seem so... distracted?"

Aaron opened his mouth to mumble a weak reply, but he was cut off by the kitchen door swinging open. Carolina smiled brightly as she stepped into the dining room, carrying plates which she placed in front of Matilda and Lucy.

"Ladies first, of course!" she said merrily, before disappearing back into the kitchen. She reappeared seconds later with two more dishes, which she placed in front of Aaron and his father. Aaron did look at her; he stared straight ahead, and felt his ears and cheeks begin to glow. Carolina returned to and from the kitchen once more, and sat down with her own plate.

"My, my, Carolina... this looks fabulous!" Matilda admitted truthfully. "What is it?"

Carolina smiled warmly at her, and reached for the bottle of white wine to pour for her hosts.

"Thank you, Matilda! It is called bacalhau à brás; it is cod with potatoes and onions, very popular where I am from, and I love it," Carolina said, while filling Matilda's wine glass. "Please everyone, eat! I hope you enjoy."

Jim and Matilda tucked in, and made noises of satisfaction as they ate. Lucy and Aaron played with their food.

"Kids, you're not eating; what's the matter?" Matilda asked with her mouth full. "I know it's different, but it's truly delicious!"

Carolina laughed, and smiled at Aaron. He glanced at her, and her beautiful eyes bore into him. He swallowed, and felt a pit in his stomach, but her eyes and her smile made his member stir.

"Oh, do not worry," Carolina said sweetly. "Only have it if you want! I know you have been so jetlagged, and that can play havoc with your appetite! You must still be so tired!"

Aaron smiled sheepishly, and nodded. He could not look away from Carolina's gaze.

"You have been resting every day since you got home! We must find you some things to do around the house to waken you up!" she continued, and Aaron saw a glint in her eye.

Jim, Matilda, and Carolina laughed, and Aaron felt something brush the inside of his legs. He jumped and looked down, and then looked back up with horror at Carolina's grin, as he felt her toes slowly and delicately trace their way up his shin. Aaron's heart jumped into his throat, and his froze as he felt Carolina's toes reach his knee, and then slowly and gently continue up his inner thigh.

"Oh, Aaron has never been one for manual work," Jim said with a laugh, "Or any sort of work, really..."

Normally Aaron would reply to a comment like this from his father with sarcasm, but his mouth hung open as Carolina stroked her foot back and forth along his inner thigh. Despite his panic, his cock sprung to life and stiffened immediately.

"Ahhh, I don't know about that!" Carolina teased, "I think you would love to come work for me, eh Aaron? You would love to follow my instructions!"

Carolina laughed, and Jim and Matilda laughed along, and Aaron fought to supress a whimper as he felt Carolina's toes find their way to his throbbing cock. He felt her supple toes press around his aching shaft and grip it through his pants, and he grunted when he her press the balls of her foot firmly against it.

"What do you say, Aaron? Will I put you to work? Will you do everything I say?" Carolina said, laughing heartily. "I think you would look very good with rubber gloves and a sponge!"

Aaron felt Carolina move her foot firmly up his shaft, and then press her wide sole against his crotch. Aaron gasped, and shuddered slightly, and he felt sweat building on his forehead. He felt roasting warmth in his cheeks, ears, and under his collar, and the room was spinning. His erection raged under Carolina's beautiful foot.

"God, it looks like talk of having to do work has made you ill, son! You look like you're going to pass out," Jim said with a chuckle. "Maybe you should eat something..."

"Yes, baby, please eat! You'll enjoy it, I promise!" Matilda said, and then took a big sip from her glass.

Aaron wanted to say something, anything, but he knew that if he went to speak, he would moan with pleasure. Carolina slowly dragged her toes down Aaron's shaft, and his eyes almost crossed.

"Oh, Aaron, you look exhausted!" Carolina said with feigned concern, as she pressed the her sole firmly back up his throbbing erection. "Perhaps you should go lie down? In the morning, I can bring you some breakfast, and make sure you do not sleep all through the day!"

Carolina quickened the pace of her heavenly foot up and down Aaron's rigid cock through his pants, and as he felt waves of tingling pleasure build, he looked at her pleadingly. Carolina simply smiled with mock concern, and continued her glorious torment.

"Yes, dear," Matilda said, after finishing the dregs of her wine. "Why don't you go sleep, and then Carolina can call to your room in the morning and waken you. Thank you, Carolina, that is very kind."

Carolina smiled at Matilda, then smirked at Aaron.

"Not at all! It will be my pleasure."

With that, Carolina quickened the pace of her foot again. She worked her toes and sole masterfully over Aaron's crotch, and he could not stop himself from panting as he felt an inevitable orgasm build and then pour through him. Aaron gripped the table as his back hunched forward, and shame coursed through him along with the crashing pleasure as his cum spilled into his underwear. His cock pulsated and spasmed under Carolina's foot, and throughout his orgasm his eyes stayed fixed on hers. In those moments, all he could comprehend was her beautiful, mischievous smile.

Aaron grunted as Carolina slowed the massaging of his cock with her toes, and as the last dribbles of cum spurted from his cock, she firmly pressed her sole against his shaft. He sat there completely speechless, his breathing shallow.

"Aaron? Are you okay, son?" Jim asked with concern.

"Aaron, sweetie, what's wrong?" Matilda asked. "Do you need some water? What's happened?"

Aaron's hands trembled, and he tried to reply but could only rasp. He cleared his throat, and closed his eyes.

"No... no... I'm okay... just really tired, and... a bit light-headed... don't worry..." he said, his voice tremulous. Carolina removed her foot from his crotch, and he gasped again. "I think... I think I'm gunna go to bed... goodnight, everyone..."

With that, Aaron pulled back his chair, and then stood and spun towards the door to the hallway, praying that nobody could see the growing damp spot on the crotch of his pants.

"See you in the morning, Aaron!" Carolina called after him. "Poor boy, he really is so exhausted from his travels!"

Carolina poured Matilda another glass of wine, and then refilled Jim's glass. Matilda and Jim had polished off their meals quickly; Carolina was an excellent cook. Lucy, on the other hand, has barely eaten a bite.

Lucy had been nervous about dinner, but for very different reasons than her brother. She had spent the afternoon naked and on her knees, pleasuring herself for Carolina's entertainment, and then pleasuring Carolina. After Lucy had brought Carolina to orgasm, she had cleaned the pool house top to toe, and then went in to town to buy all the ingredients for dinner.

Carolina had given Lucy one further set of instructions for dinner: wear a dress, do not wear underwear, and sit directly across from her. Unbeknownst to Aaron, while Carolina had used her left foot to tease him and bring him to orgasm, she had been stroking her right foot up Lucy's bare legs, getting tantalisingly closer to her crotch.

And so, Lucy had barely touched her dinner; she was trying not to react as Carolina's soft toes traced up and down her legs, and then moved between her knees to graze her thighs.

"Lucy, you've barely eaten either! I hope you and your brother aren't coming down with something..." Matilda said with a slight slurring of her voice.

"Wha-... what? No, no, just been exercising a lot... walking and stuff..." Lucy mumbled, as Carolina's foot stroked the top of her inner thigh. Lucy could feel herself gushing with lust, and it took everything she had not to gasp and whimper.

"Oh, Lucy, you must eat up," Carolina said softly. "You need to build yourself up, with all the working out you do! All that walking and hiking... Eat up, Lucy."

Without hesitation, Lucy picked up her fork and began eating. She had no appetite at all, but she would never disobey Carolina.

"God, I wish she would do as I say that easily!" Matilda exclaimed, and then hiccupped. "Anytime I say anything to this one, I get a million arguments...!"

Matilda laughed, and Lucy forced herself to laugh, and she raced to finish her plate as Carolina's toes got closer and closer to her pussy.

"Oh, now, I think Lucy is a charming young lady! And so beautiful! The boys must go crazy for you, Lucy," Carolina said with a grin, as she shifted forward slightly in her seat, and delicately traced her big toe along Lucy's soaking labia. Lucy had never felt so turned on; she wanted nothing more than to grab Carolina's foot by the heel and ram her toes in her pussy. Lucy tried to shift forward so that Carolina's toe would press more firmly against her, but Carolina retreated her foot in response.

Ah, ah, ah, meu amor, Carolina's eyes said.

"You must be so proud of your daughter," Carolina said to Matilda as she topped up her wine glass once again. "She is studying in a renowned college in the city, she keeps herself fit, and she is such a stunning young woman!"

She brought her big toe back to Lucy's labia, and glided it up towards her clit. Lucy gripped her cutlery so tightly that her knuckles turned white.

"Of course, she takes after her mother in terms of beauty," Carolina said to Matilda, smiling softly at her. Matilda giggled, and held Carolina's gaze. "I imagine you drive the boys crazy too..."

Matilda blushed, and smiled dopily as she took another drink of wine. Carolina stared deeply into Matilda's eyes, until Matilda sheepishly looked away. Carolina turned her beautiful brown eyes back to Lucy.

"So, Lucy, have you enjoyed being back home for the summer?" Carolina asked, as she slowly traced circles around Lucy's clit with her toe. Lucy breathed in sharply, and her toes curled. "Obviously it must be quieter than the city, but I'm sure there are things to keep you busy around here! Things that are a lot of fun."

Carolina shifted forward again, and pressed the ball of her foot into Lucy's mound. Lucy's back jerked slightly, and she gritted her teeth. Carolina slowly rubbed her foot over Lucy's pussy with increasing pressure, while staring into her with her mesmerizing brown eyes.

Lucy opened her mouth to answer, but honestly, she had no memory of what Carolina had asked.

"You need to take it easy, Lucy! All that hiking and running has wiped you out!" Matilda exclaimed. She gesticulated so dramatically with her wine glass that she would have spilt it, if it wasn't already nearly empty. "You can barely keep your eyes open!"

Lucy's eyelids flickered, and she dropped her knife and fork as Carolina pressed her foot more firmly against Lucy's clit. Lucy cleared her throat and held her hand to her mouth, and her breathing grew shallower.

"Oh, meu amore, you do look exhausted!" Carolina cooed as she stroked more vigorously, her toes and sole now drenched in Lucy's arousal. "You have been so busy today, I suppose; all that exercise, and then you were so kind to help me with shopping for ingredients! I am so grateful, Lucy, truly."

Lucy smiled tightly, biting her lip to stop from groaning, and nodded desperately. Carolina's toes strummed frantically at Lucy's clitoris, and Lucy felt waves of electric, tingling pleasure coursing through her pussy.

"I must make it up to you, Lucy. I must find some way to thank you!" Carolina teased. Lucy's hips began to buck gently on her chair, and she had to fight to stop her eyes from rolling in her head. "Why don't you come to the pool house tomorrow afternoon? I have my massage table with me, and would love to treat you! It could really help with all your exercise, to get a good rub down! Oh, I promise, you would feel so good... Please, come to the pool house tomorrow! You would love it... come for me, Lucy!"

Lucy grunted, and her muscles tensed and trembled, and it took all of her energy and restraint not to scream and crumple to the table as she came over Carolina's toes. Her cum gushed down Carolina's sole and over the top of her foot, and she clenched her fists so hard that her nails dug into her palms. She felt the veins in her neck and forehead bulge, and she bit into her fist.

"Oh, meu amor, you are so tired..." Carolina said softly, holding her wide, soft, wrinkled sole against Lucy's quivering mound. Lucy's cum dripped from Carolina's foot down to the floor, and her muscles seized and fluttered as her orgasm subsided. "Why don't you go lay down... have a good sleep tonight, and then come to me tomorrow afternoon, and I will make you feel much better."