Nancy Heres
Us senior maids were getting ready to head out and recruit more sluts (and more boring women) to be maids. I knew where I was going. The Happy Touch Massage Parlor. It was the sort of place that promised just the sort of women I wanted.
Sluts who would be able to give Master Lance a wonderful massage.
Possibly with their pussies impaled on his cock.
"Okay girls," said Maria, her hand resting on her stomach. She had probably been bred again. She was popping out daughters for my nephew. It was kinky. "Let's sweep through the house. It really needs a good cleaning!"
"Yes, Mrs. Hayward!" chorused from most of them, with a few, "Yes, Aunt Maria," and, "Yes, Mommy," scattered throughout. All three of my Slut-Maids were on cleaning duty along with the Concubine-Maids, the Scholar-Maids, the Daughter-Maids, and the Virgin-Maids. Cali watched on, her purple eyes flicking over them.
"Good, good," said Maria. "Get going!"
I headed with Lynette, the Teacher-Maid. She was dressed in her uniform, like me, a light-blue garter on her thigh. She walked beside me as we headed to the cars. Kylie and Bella would be leaving a little later.
"Where are you heading?" I asked Lynette as we reached the garage. We both had our personal vehicles here. So did my sister and Bella's mother.
"The museum," she said.
I shook my head in disbelief. What sort of sluts would you find at the museum. Oh, right, none. Just women who were super boring. But that was what most of the other senior maids wanted. Good girls. Virgins. Boring. They needed girls with fire. Who burned hot.
"Have fun," I said, shaking my head.
"And where are you going?" asked Lynette. "There aren't any legal brothels anywhere near here."
"Yeah, I'm not going to Nevada for recruiting." Yet. Maybe I could take Master Lance to the Bunny Ranch. That would be fun. "A Korean massage parlor. Get me a happy ending from an Asian cutie. It's the next best thing to legal."
"Oh." She looked shocked. "I thought those were a myth."
"They better not be," I muttered as I slipped into my car. I started her up and headed out. I realized my cell phone was in here. I checked it and saw a bunch of messages from a few guys I was seeing, plus about fifty matches on Tinder. I ignored all that crap. I didn't need those men. I had my nephew. He was man enough for all of us.
It took an hour and a half to drive into the city, not the town that was near the manor. I was feeling good as I headed into one of the seedier parts of town. The sort of wicked places I liked. Where the bars were dimly lit and a current of danger always electrified my pussy. Graffiti was everywhere, the sidewalks cluttered with trash. A homeless man slept on the corner beneath newspapers, a shopping cart full of assorted junk tethered to him by a rope tied to his wrist.
After grabbing my cedar box, I locked my car and headed for the door to the Happy Touch Massage Parlor. I headed inside to find a beautiful, Asian MILF in a lilac robe at the desk. She had her black hair falling down her back, a predatory gleam in her slanted eyes.
"Good day," she said in thickly accented English. "You want a massage? Best massage you get. I guarantee you leave happy."
"Oh, I better," I said. "I want a great massage with a wonderful finish. I just want to be thoroughly relaxed."
"No male masseuse," the woman said. She had a placard on her desk that read Ji-Woo Im. "Only women. You okay. They no lezzie, but will still give good finish."
"So long as I cum," I said.
"No sex," she quickly said. "They just give very good massage. Touch everywhere. Cannot help if you have a reaction."
I winked at her.
She pointed to the wall at pictures of young, Korean women. Eighteen or nineteen (or maybe twenty-five, it was so hard to tell with Asian women). "Seo-Yun and Young-Ja free. Which one you want. Both give very satisfying massage. You leave very happy. Complete massage. Very good finish. Yes, yes, pick. Both good."
I liked what I saw. Seo-Yun just had this round, cute face and a dazzling smile, but... There was fire in her eyes. She was a slut. Just the sort of woman that I wanted to make into a maid. If she proved herself in the massage, well...
Lance would be well-pleased.
"I'll take Seo-Yun," I said.
"Follow, follow!" she said. "Oh, yes, you pay now. Is $200 for full massage."
"Bill it to Hayward Manor. The estate will pay for it."
"Yes, yes, very good," she said, not batting an eye at my maid's get-up. I didn't even know how that worked, I just knew that the estate would pay for it. Lynette Docea and her maids would keep the books. And this woman would someone know how to bill it.
Which was great because our maid's uniforms didn't have pockets. No place to hold our cash. Well, maybe down the front of our dresses. That would be pretty hilarious, wouldn't it? I shuddered at that though as I followed Ji-Woo through a curtain of beads.
My skirt rustled about me and my round boobs jiggled.
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