"A Maid for Mistress"

by Lady Ariele

(MFF, Oral, Slave)

Ariele shopped for weeks looking for the perfect outfit. Heels of black leather boots that rose above her knees almost to her thigh, clicked rhythmically on the light oak floor under her feet, as she made cat liked strides towards Alex.

She swings the riding crop up in the air before she stops dead in front of his handsome face..

Looking down at him she says sternly. "Are you ready to serve your Mistress, in the manner to which she deserves? "

"Yes My Goddess," he says to her respectfully.

"Very well then, go to the bathroom and get the manicure and pedicure supplies under the sink, where you left them last time."

“Yes, My Mistress, anything to please you Mistress."

His voice trails as his feet step closer to the bathroom door. He opens it, and retains the suggested supplies from under the cupboard just as he had left them a week ago. He turned on the hot water, letting it run for a few minutes; then, added a spoonful of sea breeze aromatherapy salts to the foot doctor. He gathered all the needed articles, including the new VS magazine in case Mistress Ariele wanted to look through it, and walked back out, leaving the door ajar.

He set the foot doctor down in front of her, being careful not to splash the water onto the floor. He plugged it in behind the dark blue rocker recliner.

"May I remove your boots please Mistress?" He sat in front of her kneeling.

She replied in seductive tones "Yes, you may My Sweet Pet, and you may kiss your way up my legs as you do so."

Alex bent his head towards the toe of my boot, and kissed on top of it first, then turned towards what would be her inner ankle, and began a trail up her leg on the inseam, taking his time, feeling the smooth cool of leather against his lips.

Finally reaching the top, he lifted the zipper and pulled downwards, listening to the sound of it peel down her leg down to her ankle, exposing silk wrapped shapely toned legs.

He licked his way back down to her ankle, and then rolled the silk stocking down her leg, flinging it behind him on the carpeted floor after pulling it off. He cupped her feet admiring well manicured toes, brightly polished in a candy apple red with air brushed white hearts.

Alex lifted his Mistress’ foot and opened his mouth, pointing her greater toe and began sucking on it. He slid his tongue to the next toe, lips nibbling at each toe, stopping to suck each one.

Tossing the other boot into the corner after unzipping and removing it, strong hands gently grasp and massage up her legs, fingertips enjoying the curves of her leg muscles.

His lips kiss up the silk stocking on the back seem, waiting for his fingers to catch up. They do, and roll the stocking down her leg, ever so slowly, enjoying the soft feel of her freshly waxed legs against the palm of his hand.

Then set each foot into the warm and soothing water, the aromatherapy salts making vapor in the air.

"Ah."

You hear her moan as she lays back, you duck your hands in the water and immediately begin to massage my feet. She enjoys the feel of your thumbs and they knead circles on the arches of her foot. Working your way up her ankles and calves up behind slender knees.

She purrs contentedly and coos. “You are very good with your hands My Pet, this pleases me.”

You look up at her with a devoting gaze. "It is my desire to serve you My Mistress."

You massage her other lower leg and foot, and then leaves them soaking in the water, the bubbles lapping around her ankles. Ariele looks down at you, admiring your sexy smile, the depth of your eyes, the adoration in your stares back at her.

She spreads her legs, and expose a sweetly shaven velvety smooth pussy, moist with dew kisses. Her long fingernails spread shiny pink lips apart, showing you her pretty inner butterfly, with beautifully shaped wings, and pert little head.

Her index finger circles her soft nub, sultry smiles down at you. "Do you want to taste my sweet treat Pet?"

Your mouth opens; your tongue reaches out as your head leans up and into her center. She rest her hand on the back of your head guiding your face to your prize.

"Such a good pussy licker you are... you are hungry for your Mistress sex, yes My Pet?"

Your voice almost pleading. "Oh, Yes Mistress. My mouth waters for your honey sweet drink."

Sexy stares into your eyes, deep husky tones. "Then show me, how hungry you are."

She spread her legs wider, inviting you to worship at her alter. Your mouth attaches itself to my pussy, flicking your tongue around my clit at the same time you suck on it, feeling it fill and engorge, getting harder in your mouth. Leaning back farther, lifting long lithe legs and resting knees on each one of your shoulders, grinding her sweet mound into your face.

"Yes, Oh, yes!” She purrs out “ Suck my itty bitty clitty."

Your face rises from her wetness; you look up at her with glistening smiles. You move the foot doctor, and turn it off.

Burying your face into her wet slit again. Your tongue licking the outer sides of tasty lips, tickling and teasing her so artfully. Then lapping up under the hood of her clit a few times, before nibbling it and suckling on it, making the round little sweet pea hard and bursting to cum.

Your middle and index fingers finds a wet inviting hole, and your tongue dances over a hardening clit, suckling the juices that are creaming from her slit. More moans of pleasure as your feel your fingers being squeezed by vaginal walls, sucking them in deeper.

Pressing your head against her, a small pearl hard and rubbing against your lips. You know by her body movements and sounds that she is riding a wave up towards the goal of blissful climax.

Her body tenses, my eyes tightly closed and sighs of ecstasy soar loudly into the air as she achieves the ultimate feelings completely washing over her entire body.

Feather like kisses that turn to passionate grinds. Hips meeting each one of your thrusts, as they buck up and down, her orgasm waning down. Your face is sticky sweet, wet with honey sweet juices. Her face expresses what her body feels, and you have a strong sense of pride that you were able to give her, what her body craves most: Intense Heat and Passion.

She sits up, crossing her long legs, looking at you, reaching out and wiping my cum from your beard. She looks directly into your brown eyes and says.

"Your task is to find a woman, open to join us, allowing us to pleasure and push her sexual envelopes."

And she continues.

"I expect to see her dressed and in a French maids outfit serving us dinner. Capice' My Pet?"

Arieles left eye brow rises, studying you carefully for the expected genuine response I like to hear.

"Yes My Goddess, what ever pleases you.”

You kneel quickly before completing your sentence.

"I am here to serve your every desire."

You spent your afternoon searching for a girl who you knew would meet your Mistress' approval while she napped. Hours in the kitchen preparing her favorite feast. Grilled chicken breasts, brushed in teriyaki and garlic, sitting in a bed of spinach leaves with several tomato wedges, drizzled in ranch dressing; and, a tall glass of half iced tea and pink lemonade.

You light the candles on the table, set the stereo on continuous shuffle of a mixture of tunes. Enya, Enigma, REM, Matchbox 20 and Train adding them all carefully into the slots designed for Cd's. You pour the ice water into cobalt blue water glasses. You wait for the knock at the door, you know your Mistress will be waking from her afternoon cat nap soon and will need attending to.

Secretly you wish she asks to have Miss Kitty licked clean, then getting a woody thinking about it. Your hand lowers to cover your erection, as you continue on your preparations, knowing you are setting the stage for the evening.

You hear the knock, you walk quickly to open the door, wide smiles when you see that she had dressed up exactly as how you had requested.

"My Mistress will want to see you soon."

You say almost hesitantly, wanting a piece of you for yourself before you see to the needs of your Mistress.

Your eyes undress her, leaving a trail of heat on her body, tickling her senses. Your hand reaches out and brushes up against her cheek affectionately.

"You look utterly delicious slut, if we had more time, I'd want to bend you over the kitchen counter and fuck you now!"

You smile at her, the heat of your gaze penetrating her. Melissa smiles and replies sweetly.

"I am here to serve, both you and your Mistress."

- To Be Continued... -

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