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Chapter 41 by Javalar Javalar

What do you ask?

"Would you please fetch my bag and hand me my vibrator?"

"Yes, Blanche... can you...? I think I left my bag somewhere and..." Somehow the words tumble out of your mouth and you don't even know where they came from. It's a pretty strange situation, but you feel so overwhelmingly aroused that you can't hold back and... and... asking Blanche simply seems like the right thing to do.

"There's a vibrator in that bag, could you get that for me?"

You could just go and look for it yourself, of course, but somehow that doesn't seem like the most logical idea. You're not exactly sure why, but... it just feels right to ask Blanche. She's the maid - she's here for fetching things, no? Also, your legs somehow feel wobbly. You are, GOD, you are so incredibly horny, you need to...

"'ere, Madame", says Blanche, who has returned already from her errand. You didn't even notice her leaving. She hands you the small vibrator you bought the other day.

"Thank you, Blanche", you say, your hands trembling a bit from excitement, as you snatch the sex toy from her hands, and switch it on. You really, really need to masturbate right now. Somehow that's all that matters. Somehow...

The soft buzzing sounds like music to your ears. You lean back in your chair, close your eyes, spread your legs and start massaging yourself with the vibrator. It doesn't take long and your panties are completely soaked. You sigh and moan, and your eyelids flutter. You are dimly aware that your mouth is half open, and Blanche must still be around. She's probably watching you doing this, and somehow this should disturb you or embarrass you, but - it doesn't. You pull down your panties, spread your legs even wider and plunge the little buzzing thing into your pussy. Oh, yes! That's the way...

"A good maid is always horny", whispers the voice of Blanche, suddenly close to you.

You nod apprehensively and feel Blanches hands on your shoulders, massaging you softly and deftly. You relax, sigh and completely submit to your urges, your needs, your lust. You can feel your hip moving, the muscles of your pelvis contracting.

"Sat's what you want to be, right? A maid, a 'orny maid, always lusting for pleasure, always longing to be fucked?", asks Blanche's voice.

What do you answer?

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