gluck gluck gluck the sound of cock being swallowed filled the study of the mansion. Sitting comfortably in my reading chair looking over a contract proposal while my maid swallows my cock whole. A tuft of her hair in one hand and the stack of papers in the other.

Today she wore the thin white stockings and frilly dress. The black uniform heels that adorned her feet were always polished and shined in any light.

It was when I noticed something out of the corner of my eye from where she was dusting. She’d knocked over a bottle of scotch that was gifted to me from a clients father. It wasn’t the fact it was a priceless bottle, it was how careless she was around it. The glass did not shatter but it sat on the ground out of place and making my study look unorganized

It’s hard to find good help these days… I rise from my chair, her eyes following me as she tries to keep pleasing me- I smirk and begin to guide her head closer to my groin. And holding her head in place, seconds turn into a minute and I watch as her panicked manicured fingers begin to dig into my flesh. I could feel her trying to pull away but the grip I had on the back of her head was far too strong for her. I watch as she struggles with my large member lodged down her windpipe and I feel myself ejaculate down her throat making things a bit more difficult for her. Muffled moans of displeasure and plea come from her. Finally she goes limp, pushing her off of me and watching her head slam into the brick fireplace. I clean myself up and pick up the bottle and gently put it back on its shelf.

Pulling out my phone I send a text “new maid”. Sent.