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It had been months since Maggie decided to stay at hilltop and become Gregory’s personal cock slut. Her routine was a simple one. But an enjoyable one. She would wake up giving a blowjob to Gregory, or if he woke up before her she would be awoken with her throat being pummeled by his cock. After her face was covered in a decent amount of semen Gregory would have her do household chores around ‘Barrington House’. Mostly scrubbing and dusting, she was permitted panties and a bra, but the material was basically see through so it honestly didn’t count. And Maggie loved the attention she would receive. The constant stares and looking at her as she was bent over, heart shaped ass in the air, scrubbing the floor, dried cum on her face. She knew she looked every inch the dirty whore and she relished it. From time to time some open the women of hilltop would walk into Barrington House as she was cleaning and she could hear their rude and angry comments, ‘look at that slut’, ‘I heard that her husband saw her getting fucked and she orgasmed because of it. What a white’, ‘is that dried cum on her? Does she have no shame!?’

Around lunchtime every day Gregory would order her to his office and bend her over a table he put in, the table sat under the window and he would fuck Maggie silly while pulling her hair back, so she was **** to look out the window. Anyone out there could see her being fucked and what her facial expressions change as she orgasmed all over Gregory’s wonderfully thick cock. Before he came though he would pull out, and paint Maggie’s face once more. After that fucking he would give her some clothes (but I underwear this time) and have her walk the grounds with him as he talked to folks. Maggie was subjected to listening to people talk about her yet again, ‘wow. Her tits are hard, she isn’t wearing a bra’, ‘how much semen can a single face hold?’, ‘such a slut’, ‘whore’, esc. Maggie hated it at first but now grew to view it as part of her station. She was Gregory’s. And therefore his markings were part of her new job, and she couldn’t lie, it made her pussy GUSH when she heard people talk behind her back. After talking to folks Gregory would walk Maggie home for some dinner.

After dinner is when Gregory would get wild. Depending on his mood would dictate what they did that night. Some nights he would tie up Maggie and fuck her hard while using a belt on her fine ass. Some nights he would gently lay her down and slowly, passionately, fuck her. And other nights he would throw her to the floor, stick his cock in her ass (she hated those nights) and fuck her poor butt all night. But the worst nights, the ones where she had displeased Gregory he would bind her wrists behind her back. Tie her legs in a frog pose. Put nipple clamps on her breasts, then tease her for hours. He would make her beg and beg and beg to cum. And sometimes he’s take pity on her and let her finally cum by fucking her pussy, other times he would again, fuck her ass, cum inside her poor abused anus, then **** her to clean her ass off his cock. She hated those nights the most because sometimes he wouldn’t let her cum. After the evening Fuck session Gregory would allow her to shower and clean her face off. Then when Maggie would wake up the cycle would start again.