The Head Maid's Welcome Rimming
Early that morning, a man made his way toward the mansion standing on the outskirts of a quiet street. The moment he arrived and rang the bell at the front gate, the doors swung open as if they had been waiting for him, and a chorus of welcome burst forth.
“Welcome home, Master!”
Behind the gate, the female slaves in maid uniforms stood arrayed in two neat lines, welcoming their master after his long absence. Every last one of them possessed the kind of beauty that would make an ordinary man stop and stare in admiration—and every last one of them belonged to the man who had returned today.
At the end of those twin ranks of slaves stood a woman whose beauty rose a full step above the rest. She lifted her skirt with elegant poise and bowed her head.
Even in a maid’s uniform, she carried such a refined, old-world air that for a moment she might have been mistaken for a noblewoman.
“It’s been a while, Rosalyn.”
“I have been waiting for you, Master.”
“No problems while I was gone, I trust?”
“Of course not. It was work you entrusted to me, after all.”
“Good girl.”
He rested a hand on her red hair and stroked it, savoring the soft texture for a moment.
“M-Master… hnn…”
The refined air vanished in an instant. Rosalyn’s face went slack and lewd, her waist twisting as she writhed with shameless coquetry like a bitch in heat.
“…You go into heat just from me petting your head?”
“Hnn… no, Master… I’m simply so happy…”
“If there’s a reward you want, name it, Rosalyn. You ran the businesses without a single hitch for the three months I was away.”
Her eyes flew wide with pure delight. A smile bloomed across her face as she finally voiced the desire she had bottled up for three long months.
“…Hnn… then, Master… please… give me my reward… This Rosalyn hasn’t touched herself even once in the three months you were gone… I’ve kept my cunt and my womb burning hot for you alone. Please bestow your grace upon this female pig…”
“I’ll give you exactly the reward you want, Rosalyn.”
—Slap!
Despite the word “reward,” her master cracked her across the cheek with brutal force. The master of the estate was powerfully built, long of arm and leg, thick with muscle. Any ordinary woman would have burst into tears on the spot. Rosalyn, however, made no attempt to hide her swelling cheek; she simply grinned with a vacant, blissful smile.
The other maids did not look shocked by the violence. They watched with open envy, rubbing their thighs together.
“Haaah… Master’s grace… it feels so good…”
He seized a fistful of her still-smiling red hair and dragged her straight into the mansion. Still gripping her by the hair, he opened the door and shoved her face hard against his crotch.
Even soft, the massive cock beneath his trousers pressed its imposing shape into her face, grinding against her.
“Th-three months… the smell of Master’s cock after three whole months… haaah…”
—Squelch! Squelch!
The scent alone was enough to push her over the edge. Girl-cum sprayed from beneath her skirt. Her nose was crushed flat, her head yanked this way and that, and the rapturous expression on her face no longer belonged to any noblewoman—it was pure whore.
As her face was rubbed against his cock, Rosalyn slipped a hand under her skirt. Her master sneered and stomped on it.
“Hngk!”
“Get a grip. What are you supposed to do first?”
“Ghk…! Before I touch myself… I need Master’s permission… I was so happy to see you I lost my mind for a moment. Please forgive me…”
“It’s been a while, so I’ll let it slide this once.”
“Th-thank you, Master…”
“Then get ‘ready.’”
“Yeshh…”
At the word “ready,” Rosalyn dropped to her knees with practiced ease and carefully removed Jisu’s shoes and socks.
—Slurp… suck… slurp…
She pressed her lips to his bare toes and diligently sucked each one in turn, offering her absolute submission.
“Haaah… Master…”
Even the simple act of serving him was enough to flood her with pleasure. Clear girl-cum already streamed down her thighs in glistening rivulets.
“Pardon me…”
Her hands and tongue traveled from his toes up his calves and thighs until she finally stripped his trousers away completely, freeing his cock.
“Nngh… Master’s cock… the more I look at it, the more I fall for it…”
“Don’t lose your head, Rosalyn.”
“But Master’s cock is so magnificent… it always turns me into a complete idiot… it really does…”
Even as she praised it, she bypassed the cock itself and began servicing his upper body first. She cleaned his navel with her tongue, pressed her body flush against him like a whore, rubbing and writhing while she sucked on his nipples.
She licked him all over as if scrubbing every inch clean, until the only place left untouched was his cock—and even that was not quite accurate. There was still one place she had not yet attended to.
Rosalyn moved behind him, pressed her mouth to his ass, and began to lick. She circled the area around his cheeks, then worked her way inward toward his anus.
“Haaah… Master’s intense scent…”
With both hands she carefully spread his cheeks as if handling something sacred, then kissed the exposed rim of his hole first.
“Ugh… you fucking bitch…”
“Haaah… smooch… Master… the sounds you make are so sexy… smooch…”
Until now her master had shown no reaction at all. Watching him finally feel it—watching him bend at the waist and brace a hand against the wall—filled Rosalyn with pure joy, and she redoubled her efforts.
No matter that her master had undergone six soul sublimations and was something more than human, no longer needing to defecate—the act itself was still one that would normally provoke instinctive revulsion. Yet there was not the slightest hesitation in Rosalyn’s movements.
After kissing the area around his anus, she sealed her lips over the hole itself as if it were a first kiss. The moment she did, her cunt erupted like a fountain, spraying girl-cum everywhere.
She savored the sensation for a moment, then opened her mouth, stuck out her tongue, and began to rim him in earnest.
She devoured her master’s asshole with greedy, gluttonous hunger, as if licking the most delicious thing in the world. From time to time she still paused to plant grateful kisses on it.
“Sluuurp… Master’s ass… it tastes so good… smooch… smooch… better than kissing… I love this more… and it’s been three whole months…”
She came several more times while licking his hole. Then she wrapped both arms around his hips from behind, crushed her face against him until her nose flattened, and drove her tongue deep inside.
“Rosalyn… you were starving, weren’t you?”
“Yeshh…”
—Sluuurp!
Slowly working her tongue inside his ass, licking every fold, Rosalyn’s face was pure female pig. Even a common whore would have fled from an expression that ruined. This was not the cold, brilliant Rosalyn who managed the estate’s businesses and was the dream of every subordinate. This face was her true nature.
“Hnn… thank you for allowing this lowly female pig… lower than a sow… to enjoy Master’s rich scent… smooch…”
How long had she been servicing him from beneath his ass? Pre-cum began to bead and drip from the tip of her master’s cock.
Even so, the man himself seemed faintly dissatisfied with her devoted service.
“You really didn’t do a single thing for three months, Rosalyn. Your sucking skills have gotten rusty.”
“I’m sor… slurp… I’m so sorry…”
“Don’t disappoint me when I fuck your cunt.”
“Yeshh…”
He grabbed a fistful of the hair of the woman still glued to his ass with hearts in her eyes, hauled her up, and flung her forward. The moment she hit the floor, Rosalyn—without being ordered—dropped onto her elbows and knees and raised her ass high, presenting it perfectly for fucking.
“Please bestow Master’s magnificent cock upon this filthy female pig’s cunt that has waited only for you these three months…”
Watching her shake her ass and spew filth, her master grew hard himself. He rubbed his cock against her dripping slit.
A vicious thirty-one-centimeter monster that made women cry was grinding against Rosalyn’s impossibly tight hole. She moaned and rolled her hips, smearing her cunt against that massive shaft.
He had not gone three months without women while away from the estate—but he had not had a woman of Rosalyn’s noble, refined beauty. He was starving for her.
So he seized her arms, yanked them back, and without the slightest mercy drove his hips forward, slamming his cock deep into her cunt in one brutal stroke.
The narrow hole was forced open as the entire length buried itself in a single thrust, stopping only just short of her womb. After leaving her cunt untouched for so long, the motion was almost too much.
—Schlick!
“Nngh! Ughk! Heguuuh!!!”
“Your cunt’s even tighter than before.”
“Heguuh…”
Skewered on that thirty-one-centimeter monster cock, Rosalyn sprayed girl-cum, eyes rolling back as she climaxed so hard she never even heard the praise. She simply reveled in the cock that had finally returned to her body after so long.
Since he only needed the hole, her master grabbed the leash attached to her choker like a rein and began to piston.
—Schlick schlick schlick!
Every time he slammed into her cunt, girl-cum exploded outward, soaking his thighs. Rosalyn was feeling it that intensely.
“Clenching like a virgin. If a cunt aged for three months tastes this good… maybe next time I’ll leave it to ripen for six.”
“Hegk… no… if Master’s cock is gone for six whole months… hegk! Rosalyn will go insane…! Haaah!”
Even with her eyes rolled so far back the whites showed, the mere threat of being denied his cock made her thrash her head in instinctive panic. The sight was almost cute.
—Schlick schlick schlick!
He fucked her hard enough to send girl-cum flying, savoring the grip of her walls, then reached around and seized one of her full, jutting breasts.
Rosalyn’s massive tits possessed the supreme softness of marshmallows from a high-class dessert shop. His calloused hands kneaded and reshaped them without mercy.
“Haaah… haaah… Master… is sex with me… satisfying?”
“Of course it is, Rosalyn. You’re several times better than the women I used as cumdumps for three months.”
“I’m so glad… hegk! I was feeling so much… my cunt went completely soft… I was worried you wouldn’t be satisfied, so I asked…”
Looking down at Rosalyn trembling and helpless as she was pounded, her master sneered.
“You really have no manners. At this rate it’s like the master is the one servicing the slave.”
“I-I’m sorry! My worthless cunt… once it’s being fucked I can’t move at all…”
“It’s fine. I know exactly how to use Rosalyn.”
A sadistic smile spread across his face. He pinched her nipples, then twisted them hard. Rosalyn writhed as if in pain—yet her cunt clamped down so tightly it almost hurt his cock, the opposite of her body’s protest. Every time he pulled out, her inner walls clung and dragged after him.
Clenching made a man feel good, but the tighter she squeezed, the more friction she herself received. She was already being ruined by a monstrous cock that reached her womb entrance; now she was gripping it like a virgin, so sensitive she could feel every ridge and vein in perfect detail.
“Ogk! Ogogogk!!”
He worked his hips tirelessly, pinning her down and treating her less like a person and more like a masturbation toy. Whenever the eyes-rolled-back Rosalyn’s grip loosened even a fraction, he twisted her nipples again and forced her cunt to tighten once more. Tasting that supreme tightness after so long, he grew even more aroused and fucked her harder.
Three months of nothing but C- and D-rank women had him finishing faster than usual. For the finale he gathered her hair, twisted it into a rope, and wrapped it around her throat, yanking hard.
“Ghk…!! Gheuuk!”
“Ugh… haah… fuck, I’m already about to cum.”
As Rosalyn choked and moaned under the hair-rope noose, her cunt—sensing the threat to her life—clamped down to its absolute limit in a desperate bid to breed.
“Rosalyn, I’m cumming inside.”
“Ghk… inside… please cum inside… I want Master’s precious seed…”
—Brrrrt!
The cock buried in her cunt rejoiced at the long-awaited special meal and flooded her womb with several times a normal load of cum.
“Ogogogk!!!”
With a moan far too vulgar for a woman—an animal’s cry—Rosalyn came with her tongue lolling and her eyes rolled white.
—Schlick!
The moment he pulled out and relaxed, Rosalyn collapsed straight into the puddle of her own girl-cum.
Normally he would have kept going whether she fainted or not, stuffing her womb full again and again until her cunt stayed tight enough to drain his lust. Unfortunately, unfinished business from the past three months still waited, so he rose without lingering.
Even this brief stop at the estate had been forced through by sheer will.
“That felt good, Rosalyn. I’d love to fuck you more… but I’m out of time.”
“…”
Leaving the speechless Rosalyn behind, he approached the nearest maids.
“I’m heading out immediately. Get ready.”
“Understood, Master. Do you have time for a bath service?”
“No.”
“Then… excuse me.”
While the other maids hurried outside to fetch the horses and prepare the carriage, the maid closest to him took the massive cock—still slick with mixed girl-cum and semen—into her mouth and began cleaning every filthy inch with her tongue.
She was a tiny maid, barely 150 centimeters tall. With a fully hard thirty-one-centimeter monster cock in her mouth, her face almost disappeared.
—Slurp… suck… slurp…
With her small tongue she carefully licked every drop of girl-cum and semen from the shaft, swallowed it all, then worked her way up to the head. Even the dried cock-cheese left from his long trip without a proper wash was licked clean and swallowed with an expression of pure bliss.
“Finished, Master.”
“Good girl.”
He patted her head, changed clothes, and climbed back into the waiting carriage.