Serving My Maid

Morning came, and sunlight filtered in through the curtains. Someone nudged my shoulder to wake me up.

"Wake up!" I heard Derpy's voice.

I opened my eyes and saw Derpy was looking at me.

"Rise and shine, master. Time to make me breakfast!" Derpy ordered me with a smile.

"Of course," I responded, still half-asleep. After pulling on pants and a t-shirt, I glanced back at her.

The sight was absurd — my maid sprawled nude on my bed, watching something on her phone, propped up on pillows, while I was supposed to cook for her as if she were my girlfriend, not my maid.

She watched one of her favorite streamers, playing her favorite game "Ponic - The hedgehog".

Ponic was a turquoise hedgehog, running across lush green hills, jumping and kicking his enemies away with his big, powerful blue gloves. She completely ignored me, as if I weren’t even here.

I padded over to the kitchen, preparing coffee and starting on pancakes. Once everything was ready, I brought the plate of pancakes along with the coffees over to Derpy.

She turned, noticing me coming towards her, then smiled.

She grabbed the plate and started devouring the pancakes hungrily. It was a very sexy view to watch her eat naked.

She glanced at me and raised her leg.

"I want you to lick my toes while I eat," she demanded casually.

"Got it."

I dropped to my knees and slowly began licking her toes, savoring her scent. Her foot tasted salty-sweet. She seemed pleased by my efforts.

"I felt like a princess in heaven. I wish every morning could start like this," she murmured between bites, her eyes closed in pleasure.

I wished the same.

When she finished, she patted my head approvingly.

"You know, your bed is so comfortable, so I decided to move into your room. This is now my half," she said matter-of-factly, pointing to her side of the bed.

Again, she didn’t even ask if I minded.

She looked directly into my eyes and asked, "What? You look confused... Did I say something bad?"

"I didn’t expect this... I don’t mind..."

"You are adorable, master!" Derpy giggled and left the dishes for me to clean up

Derpy moved her things into my room and quickly began taking charge, rearranging things to suit herself.

Like an octopus, she extended her tentacles further into my life.

Her belongings felt as if she had marked my room, and it seemed to belong to her, rather than me. But strangely, I liked that she was claiming her newly captured territory.

After a long workday, all I wanted was to sleep — but Derpy was in my bedroom.

Derpy leaned in and kissed me, her lips pressing against my neck. As she pulled away, I felt a warm sensation where her mouth had been.

"Sorry, I made a hickey," she said with a playful smile.

She has been marking me as her property too!

"No worries..." I whispered, feeling dazed by her boldness.

"Would you like me to make another hickey?" she offered, tracing her finger along my neck.

It was so tempting.

"Yes! Do it! Please, Derpy!" I pleaded.

"Stick your neck out and let me mark you then."

My cock throbbed in anticipation of her words.

Derpy smiled triumphantly before kissing my neck again, passionately.

She’s marking me... I’m her property... I am hers...

After a moment, Derpy stopped kissing me and suggested, "Anon, let’s watch anime together tonight!" She showed me her laptop.

"Alright" I felt dizzy and agreed. We cuddled under a blanket, watching some silly ecchi anime with plenty of panty shots.

I could smell the Derpy's perfume, sweat, and the subtle hint of arousal.

It was arousing, watching anime, holding hands, and listening to her soft breaths. After the episode ended, she boldly and suddenly grabbed my ass.

"I want male meat! Anon! Let's have sex! Right now!!!" Derpy commanded me.

Derpy moved closer and kissed me deeply.

We put off our clothes. Derpy climbed on top of me, her breasts hanging close to my face. With one swift motion, she impaled herself on my hard dick.

I was a virgin. So it was my first time having sex ever.

My erect dick slipped inside her wet pussy, and it felt so good. Derpy rode me, bouncing up and down

"Ohhh! Don't be afraid to cum inside me! I'm on birth control!" she said.

My balls slapped against her ass with each thrust, thrusting into her slick warmth. Our bodies were smacking together loudly.

"Cum inside me! Fill me up!" Derpy begged shamelessly. She grabbed my ass tightly.

After a few minutes, I felt her vagina spasm, contracting around my cock very tightly. She came — and I was about to as well.

I exploded deep inside her, shooting thick ropes of hot semen against her cervix. My orgasm lasted for ages, pumping load after load into Derpy.

We collapsed onto the bed together, exhausted but happy.

She kissed me and murmured sweetly:

"Thank you for taking such good care of me, Master!"

I fell asleep quickly, my face buried in her hair, which smelled faintly of lavender shampoo.

Sleeping with Derpy in one bed was great. I loved her company and feeling her warm body next to mine.

But there were some disadvantages too.

Firstly, Derpy kept tossing and turning throughout the night. Every time she shifted positions, her foot would accidentally kick me or brush against my thigh, disrupting my rest.

Sometimes, unconsciously, she would hog most of the blankets, leaving me exposed and shivering in the cool night air.

I thought I had a big bed, but with Derpy I realised I was wrong. She took up more space than I had anticipated, sprawling out like a starfish.

Lastly, Derpy had a habit of getting up in the middle of the night to pee. Each time she climbed out of bed, she would sometimes disturb my sleep.

Next morning she woke me up and asked.

"How about today you prepare porridge? And bring me fruits!" she asked like I was her servant.

"Yes," I answered obediently.

I went downstairs to the kitchen, boiled water for oatmeal, and grabbed up some fruit.

Derpy was still lying in bed, completely nude, engrossed in the second episode of her favorite streamer’s gameplay on her laptop, playing Ponic the Hedgehog, her all-time favorite game.

The sight of her curves always sent pleasant tingles down to my eggs.

As soon as I entered the bedroom, Derpy noticed me.

"Such a sweetheart you are, Mister Anon! Thank you for bringing me breakfast in bed every day." She blew me a kiss before scooping up a spoonful of oatmeal. "Yummy!"

"Now, I request something unusual. Grab a spoon and feed me like a child, please!" She asked like a little girl, opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue, waiting for a treat.

"What a strange request." I thought.

Reluctantly, I began spoon-feeding her oatmeal. It felt bizarre, feeding my grown maid like a baby.

I placed the spoonful of porridge on her tongue. She swallowed it down, then opened her mouth again for more. She didn’t even look at me — completely engrossed in watching Ponic on his new adventures.

The porridge disappeared rapidly.

"You make me feel like a real princess, Anon. I don’t even have to lift a spoon. Such an attentive master you are — you’re spoiling me incredibly," Derpy purred happily. "I feel like I can do whatever I want, and you wouldn’t mind, right?"

"Well, yeah..." I muttered sheepishly.

She grabbed a banana and held it out to me.

"That's not all yet..." she smirked. "I always dreamed that someone would feed me with a kiss. Chew this banana for me and then feed it to me—like a mother bird feeding her chick!"

This request was even stranger than the last one.

I could almost feel myself making the "facepalm"—the one where you cover your face with your palm from the pure cringiness of the moment.

"What a kinky, disgusting desire! I thought I was kinky, but it seems Derpy might outdo me," I remarked inwardly.

But I obeyed anyway. I took a bite of the banana, chewing it thoroughly before leaning forward.

Our lips met each other and I transferred the warm mushy mass from my mouth into Derpy's open beak.

"Ewww" I cringed inwardly.

She held my mushy mass in her mouth, savoring the taste, then swallowed.

"Mmm, food is so much more delicious with someone else’s saliva. He-he!

She opened her mouth again, watching the game, completely ignoring me and expecting another bite.

I chewed and leaned in again. The taste of banana mingled with the warmth of her lips and… her saliva. It was the weirdest thing I had ever done, but somehow, it started to turn me on. I felt myself growing even more attached to Derpy.

This continued until the banana was gone.

"Thank you so much for breakfast, Anon! Did you like feeding me?" Derpy smiled. "I felt like a true princess who doesn’t even need to chew anymore."
"This was very weird, but I liked serving you..." I said honestly.

"Good. So, from now on, you'll always feed me in such a way, okay?" Derpy commanded, smiling confidently. I felt like I shouldn’t have admitted that I enjoyed her little kink.

"...Yes, Derpy." I accepted. There was no point in arguing with her now.

Derpy grabbed an apple and looked at me, questioning.

I knew what I had to do.