The beginning of Lynn’s new life

“Show Toy her room.” Laura ordered one of the maids before removing her strap-on and walking away. The maid grabbed Lynn’s hand and pulled her up on her feet. “Come on, slut, it’s time to go.” She said and started walking without letting go of Lynn’s hand. The fucked cheerleader followed obediently, still a bit dazed after what had just happened to her.

The maid led Lynn along a long corridor. The first half of it was covered by a soft red carpet. The second half, however, wasn’t, and Lynn’s naked feet got cold as soon as she stepped on the uncovered floor. Ahead she could see three more maids. Two of them were half-naked and were busy cleaning the floor while the third one watched. Lynn wasn’t sure why, but this one seemed different from the other maids she had seen so far.

When Lynn and her guide had almost reached the three maids the one watching the other two finally moved and stopped in front of Lynn, blocking the way. The maid accompanying the naked girl let go of her hand and quietly moved to the side.

“And who might you be?”

“My name is… Toy.” Lynn answered, almost giving her real name, but managed to stop herself on time.

“Nice to meet you, Toy.” The maid smiled and walked behind Lynn, then grabbed her breasts from behind and started fondling them roughly. “Mmmm, I like your tits.” The woman pinched the nipples a few times, before squeezing Lynn’s left boob so hard it caused the naked girl to scream in pain. “Oh, yes. Yes! I love the sound of your voice when you scream in pain! Yes!” As she squeezed even harder with her left hand, her long nails digging in Lynn’s tit flesh, her right hand moved down to Lynn’s pussy. She found the cheerleader’s clit and rubbed it a few times before shoving two fingers inside Toy’s cunt. “Oh, you’re still wet. I guess the young Mistress took good care of you, right, slut?”

“Y-yes, that’s right.” Lynn answered as the maid played with her breast and at the same time fucked her soaked pussy with her fingers. The naked cheerleader felt another orgasm approaching… and then felt something else.

“Uh… I… I need… to use the bathroom…”

“You can go to the bathroom after I’m done with you. If you can’t hold it you can do it right here, but then you’ll have to clean your own mess… with your tongue!”

“No!”

“Yes. Now shut up and try to hold it, whore.” The maid ordered as she started moving her fingers faster…