She took everything and more

Caroline looked around the room, then walked out into the hallway. She looked at the expensive paintings on the walls, the piano in the main room, and everything else that screamed "grotesquely rich".

"What should we do?" asked Sana. "The rings belong to madam, but you deserve them just as much. Should we tell-"

"Sana, am I the only one who knows about these rings?"

The curvy French maid stopped cold. "I... I am sorry, what was your question, Caroline?"

Downstairs, Susan was doing a lap in the pool and thinking about a married professor that she was going to enjoy boning. Of course he would say yes to her advances, he'd have to. Then she forgot why she was assuming he'd say yes.

Back in the main room, Caroline smiled mischievously. "Sana, are these things mine? Am I the only person who can wear these rings?"

"But of course. Susan was 'olding them for you, but zey are yours."

Caroline's hand floated down to the crotch of her yoga pants as she thought about what she was about to ask. "Sana, am I actually the rich heiress and Susan is my devoted, jealous, lovesick servant?"

"Yes, madam!" said Sana.

"Of course, ma'am!" said Susan, who was now standing off to the side, wearing the same revealing French Maid outfit as Sana.

A shiver went down Caroline's spine, partly from amazement and partly from desire. The woman of her dreams was standing in front of her, totally lusting after her. The only problem was the 'standing' part.

"Susan, get on your back."

"Yes, ma'am!" The brunette laid down on the Italian tile.

Caroline looked down and saw that she was soaking wet and wearing a tiny, green bikini, as if she'd just come from the pool. She quickly took off the bikini bottoms and squatted over Susan's head. She grabbed two fistfuls of brunette hair and said, "I'm going to facesit your gorgeous face so hard!" Then she lowered her pussy onto Susan's eager tongue.

The redhead's spine straightened as her lover slipped her tongue across her tender lips. Caroline's jaw sank open, and she moaned in joy. She ground her hips across the maid's eager tongue. After a moment she noticed that Sana was still there, unsure what to do.

"You can... unh! You can return to work, Sana."

"Oui, madam!" The maid ran off.

Caroline looked down at the part of Susan's face that she could still see between her legs. "Do you love me more than anything?"

There was an affirmative nod, then even more enthusiastic licking.

"Oh god, that's good! Um, I have a lot of maids, like, I own everything, so all the Sanas are my maids. But, like, are you my personal maid who tends to all my needs and eats my pussy regularly?"

There was another positive noise and another burst of energy directed at Caroline's clit.

"UHN! Do you... do you regret making me admit that you're more... No, wait. You probably don't even remember that. Well, I remember what you made me say yesterday. Susan, am I much, much hotter than you, and does everyone know it?"

Another affirmation, and Caroline got another confidence boost, as if any doubts she'd ever had about her attractiveness had been erased from all of existence. She reached back and unsnapped her bikini top, then pulled it off to release her perfect DD tits.

"Does everyone in the world agree that redheads... fuck, your tongue is good... that redheads are the hottest women in the world by a mile?"

Caroline couldn't hear the response, she was making too much noise of her own. Just the thought of what she was doing turned her on more than she'd ever been turned on in her life.

"One more question. Do you... always... cum... when I cum... on your hot, little face?"

Caroline let out a primal scream as she came, and Susan jerked and spasmed as she also came underneath her employer.

Once they had recovered, Caroline got up, then pattered her personal maid on the head. "I am going to have so much fun with you!"