My Super Maid

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Episode 1: Tied and Taken

“Hands behind your back,” he said, voice cool and clean like cut glass.

Lina swallowed, unsure if this was real, or a heat-drenched dream. But her body moved before her brain could argue. Her wrists trembled as he tied them with soft black silk — tight enough to hold her, loose enough to tease.

“On the bed,” he said. “Now.”

She climbed up, heat pooling between her thighs. His presence soaked the room like gravity, dragging her in with every word.

He pushed her skirt up. No hesitation. No asking. He didn’t need to — he was the boss, and she’d already surrendered by obeying once.

“No panties,” he murmured. “Good girl.”

He opened a drawer. Pulled out a small, smooth, stainless steel vibrator. Cold. Sleek. Flashing red with a single button on a remote.

“Ever had a toy take my place?” he asked, lips brushing her ear.

She shook her head, breath caught in her throat.

“Then this’ll be your first lesson in obedience.”

He slicked it with something cold — lube or oil — then pressed it against her entrance, slow but firm. She moaned when it slid inside, filling her deep. Her wrists tugged uselessly against the ties.

Then he turned it on.

Low at first. A soft hum. A warm buzz deep inside her that made her thighs twitch and her nipples pebble against the cool air.

Then medium.

Her hips arched. She gasped.

Then high.

Her body jerked. Her breath caught.

“Oh god—sir, I—please—” she gasped, her hips grinding against the air.

He watched from the chair. Pants unzipped, cock hard and thick in his hand. But he didn’t touch her. Not yet.

“You don’t come unless I say.”

Her body betrayed her.

“I can’t—” she sobbed. “I’m gonna—”

“You do,” he said, voice low, “and you’ll get punished.”

But she couldn’t stop it. The pressure broke. Her moans cracked. Her soaked walls clenched around the toy as she came — hard, wild, wrecked.

She collapsed back into the sheets, panting, shaking, spent.

Kade stood.

“Disobedient already.”

He removed the toy with a slow twist that made her twitch again.

“You’ll learn control,” he whispered, brushing his fingers between her legs, gathering her slick on his fingertips. “Starting now.”

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Episode 2: Punish the Pretty

She returned the next night.

No panties. Collar on. Knees to the floor, just like he’d ordered.

“You learn fast,” he said. “But not fast enough.”

He bent her over the bed. Spread her thighs. Tied her wrists and ankles to the bedposts — tight, locked, helpless. The soft silk replaced by thick leather cuffs. She was open. Vulnerable. Waiting.

He didn’t start gentle.

He inserted the same toy, deeper this time. Turned it on to full speed without warning.

She gasped, hips trying to pull away — but she couldn’t move. Couldn’t hide. Could only feel.

The first orgasm came within seconds. Shattering. Loud.

“You’re not allowed to come,” he said coldly.

“I’m sorry—!”

Smack.

The paddle met her ass in a clean, hard slap that made her jolt and scream into the gag he’d shoved between her lips.

“You’ll take five before I touch you with my cock.”

She tried to shake her head. Tried to scream. But the toy was still on, still pulsing inside her, making her drip down her thighs and onto the sheets.

The second orgasm ripped through her.

Then the third.

He watched, unmoved, stroking himself as she came again and again, broken by pleasure, tortured by her own body.

Four.

Five.

She sobbed into the gag, body twitching, muscles weak and trembling.

Then, finally — he pulled the toy out.

And replaced it with something bigger. Hotter. Real.

He slid into her in one brutal thrust. Thick. Hard. Deep.

Her eyes rolled back as he pounded into her without warning or pause, his cock stretching her ruined walls, still soaked from all five forbidden orgasms.

“You’ll take every inch of me,” he growled, hand tangled in her hair. “You’ll beg for my punishment.”

He thrust harder. Deeper. Slamming against her soaked core, her juices running down his cock with every slap of skin.

“You think you get to come before I say?” he snarled, rutting into her faster. “You’ll come until you break.”

She screamed as another orgasm tore through her.

Then another.

He didn’t stop.

Finally — when she was shaking, crying, begging even through the gag — he pulled it from her lips.

“Inside or out?” he asked, panting.

“In,” she whispered.

He growled. Lost control. Slammed in hard one last time — and came, deep and hot, filling her with his release.

She collapsed, twitching, wet and full.

Kade leaned down. Kissed her neck.