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Kiama_ A sadist, A pervert and Submissive
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Kiama_ A sadist, A pervert and Submissive Kiama studied Helmut's guests with a suspicious eye. Her boss had been distracted for a few weeks and although he still visited her every night his mind seemed elsewhere. Now he had announced that a group of friends from Malindi further up the coast would be staying for a few days. At first she had shrugged, it didn't matter to her what he did, but then the hitherto inactive part of their original deal forced its way to the front of her mind. If you are willing, maybe some of my friends will want to fuck you, they will also understand that you must be paid, and that it is not their right, it is your decision. His words played clearly and she wondered if it was still her decision. He hasn't gone back on anything she reminded herself, he had honoured their agreement to the letter, at the end of each week she received a brown envelope with her salary for maid services and the exact fee for sexual services. So why would he change the deal now? She was sure that he wouldn't but something about the way that they looked at her sent a shiver down her spine, they studied her like a hungry wolf pack waiting for the signal to pounce. At first she hadn't been so interested in the new arrivals. Two shiny black Toyota Prado's had drawn through the security gates and what looked like bodyguards jumped out of the front passenger doors. With practised efficiency they secured the rear, slamming the heavy gates closed before swinging open the wide rear doors to access a small mountain of luggage. From the back seats emerged perfectly groomed, elegantly dressed and urbane looking gentlemen one to each car, to Kiama's eye they could have been twins, and hanging from the arm of each was an equally elegant and slim white woman. Helmut bustled from the villa wearing a wide smile and holding his arms out even wider, “My friends... finally!” he cried and embraced each man in turn, “It has been far too long.” Kiama wondered why he didn't speak to them in his own language but then she caught the heavily accented English spoken, it was different and she suddenly understood that the visitors obviously didn't speak German, but they did know English as a group, not their first language but a shared language! A round of introductions began, the men introducing their partners, Kiama listened from the position she had assumed behind Helmut, Enzo and Francisco appeared to be the names of the men, Sophia and Roberta the two women. She hadn't expected to be introduced herself, yet as the group of whites wandered past her without so much as a nod of recognition she felt a pain inside. I am just a maid, a servant... just the black slut he fucks when he's finished with all the others! She shook her head and took a deep breath. And that's all I want to be... just keep paying me Helmut, I want nothing else from you! Yet as the first evening drew on she found herself the centre of intense scrutiny, the men stared openly, that she could handle, it was the women that disturbed her. She saw lust in their eyes, something that she hadn't imagined possible. She had been invited to take a drink with them and Sophia had taken her hand and led her to the sofa where Enzo sat in deep conversation with Helmut. “They are boring me,” she sighed and nodded toward the men, “But you Kiama, you could never bore me.” Kiama's mind raced, how does she know my name? Obviously Helmut had mentioned it earlier and her suspicions subsided slightly only to be replaced with alarm bells as the slim blonde placed her hand against her inner thigh and began to slide it slowly up Kiama's skirt. Follow me on my page, pmo-publishing.top for more kinky erotic stories written by me.  |
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