Serving My Maid

by KimberliteX

Chapter 10: Her Main Mark Upon Me

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Derpy loved to leave her clothes lying around because I would clean up after her.

As I was cleaning, I noticed Derpy's pink panties lying on the floor. The lace trim caught my eye, and I became aroused at the thought of checking them.

While Derpy was occupied in the shower, I went to my room, locked the door, and sat on my bed. Her panties were in my hand. They smelled faintly of her urine.

I rubbed the fabric against my cheek, imagining Derpy wearing them. My cock stirred as I breathed in her scent.

Unable to resist any longer, I slid my dick between the soft fabric, imagining Derpy. I stroked myself rapidly, the lace pressing against my aching cock.

Soon, I came violently, moaning as I painted my belly with sticky white seed.

From that moment on, stealing Derpy's dirty underwear became my guilty habit. Occasionally, I masturbated while inhaling her delicate fragrance.

But my luck ran out when I got too comfortable, wasn't careful enough, and forgot a pair behind my pillow.

That evening, Derpy stumbled upon them while changing the sheets.

"What's this?" she asked innocently, holding up her red lace panties.

I flushed beet red, unable to meet her gaze.

"Uh... Those are…" I stammered uselessly.

Derpy examined them carefully, turning them this way and that before raising an eyebrow at me.

"So, you've been stealing my underwear to jerk off with, huh?" she stated bluntly. There was no anger in her tone, just mild amusement.

"I-I... yes, sorry!" I confessed sheepishly, hiding my embarrassed face.

Unexpectedly, Derpy burst out laughing.

"You're so cute!" she giggled. "Don't worry, I don't mad at you. In fact, you can keep them if you want."

Relief flooded through me.

"Can I wear them?" I asked, feeling emboldened.

"Sure! Why not?" Derpy grinned widely. "I'd love to see you in my panties."

Derpy handed me the freshly worn panties she had just taken off. The material was warm and damp with sweat.

I inhaled deeply, relishing her intimate scent before slipping them on eagerly. They clung to me snugly, the moistness seeping into my skin.

Derpy watched with curiosity as I strutted around in her underwear.

I placed my hand on my hip, striking a pose like a real model. "Oh, what do you think?"

"Lol, you look ridiculous," she teased.

"Wanna ride me?" I said, feeling a surge of lust.

Without hesitation, she pushed me onto the couch and straddled my lap, grinding her ass against my straining bulge.

"I've got an idea. I want you to wear my dirty panties regularly while cleaning the house, otherwise I will punish you. Okay?" She commanded me and kissed my neck.

I felt incredibly aroused at the thought of being her girl while cleaning!

"Okay, Derpy! I will!" I said.

From then on, whenever I cleaned our house, I wore Derpy's used panties underneath my men's clothes. It felt strangely arousing to be marked by her scent, to have her panties rubbing against my dick.

My manhood twitched against the fabric as I imagined Derpy's hairy pussy rubbing these same places.

But sometimes I would come home tired. I wouldn't feel the desire to wear her underwear, so I would skip it.

"Mister Anon, do you really think I didn't notice? You haven't worn my dirty panties today." She said firmly.

"No, I just wear another." I lied. I didn't expect she would really demand that I wear them from me.

"Let's check! Pull your pants down now!"

I haven't a choice. I pulled my pants down slowly.

She was not pleased. "Anon, Anon…"

"Sorry..I'm tired today. So I skipped it!" I replied nervously.

Anon! What the fur?" She touched my hairy crotch. "Did you forget to clean here too?!"

"Sorry, Derpy! I forgot," I pleaded nervously.

Her eyes narrowed. "Your sorries aren't enough! You need discipline! You need to be punished, mister!"

"Yes, Derpy..." I said without protest.

She sat down on my couch, near the TV, and made a hand gesture for me to lie down on her lap.

I obeyed, lay over, and positioned myself across her thighs.

Derpy lifted my boxers and smacked my ass — hard. The sound echoed through the room

The sting spread heat across my asscheeks, awakening my cock.

"Count," she commanded sternly, raising her hand once more.

"One..." I whimpered, arching involuntarily toward the impending blow.

"Bad, bad master! You must always listen to your maid! Understood?"

Crack!

"Ouch! Two," I choked out. It was pain!

Again and again, she spanked me, her palm connecting with vulnerable skin until my ass burned.

My cock was already pressing urgently against her thigh, and she couldn’t help but feel it.

Finally, she stopped, rubbing my sore bottom gently.

"There, that's enough for today, Master," Derpy said firmly. "Remember well — you must listen to your maid! Now get up!"

I stood up.

She pulled off her panties from beneath her skirt, then lifted it, spreading her unwashed pussy.

"Now apologize properly!"

I knelt in front of Derpy, looking up at her with eyes filled with remorse.

"I'm sorry, miss Derpy. I promise to always listen to my maid!"

"Then make it up to me — lick my hairy little girl well!" Derpy commanded.

Eager to please her, I dove between her legs. I buried my face into her hairy, stinking cunt and began licking fervently.

Her tangy juices coated my tongue as I lapped greedily at her slick folds. Derpy sighed contentedly above me, threading her fingers through my hair.

"Yes, show your devotion to your lovely maid!" she purred encouragingly. "Lick my pussy good!"

I plunged my tongue deep into her tight slit. Derpy bucked her hips urgently, fucking my face as I worshipped her sacred entrance.

Within minutes, her thighs clamped around my head as she shuddered violently. She had an orgasm.

"You may continue cleaning," she dismissed, releasing me. "And put on my panties this instant!"

I picked up her panties from the floor and hurried to change into them. The ache was a reminder of my place in my house

I resumed my domestic chores. Her dirty panties smell badly with her urine and her female scent, and it marked me as her property, but I don't mind. On the contrary, I want to smell like her, be marked by her, be hers.

THE END OF PART 1


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