New Job, New Life as as Sissy Slut Chapter 2

I still had tears in my eyes as I made his breakfast again. It wasn't fair that I was to be punished because the food was cold. After all, it got cold because he wanted to beat and fuck me instead of eating. He seemed so aggressive and he was bent on taking out those aggressions on me. I hadn't been there an hour and my ass, inside and out, was screaming for mercy. His cock was so big and thick and it just ravaged my ass. I could feel his cum leaking out of me as I stumbled around in those heels. I was getting better at walking in them, but it would take practice, which I was apparently going to get plenty of.

He beat and fucked me three more times that day. He enjoyed using that paddle and it hurt like hell. I don't know where he got his stamina, but it was impressive. Near the end of the day I found myself lying on my back on the kitchen table, my high heels pointed toward the ceiling. My ankles were over his shoulders as his cock jack hammered my poor ass. He had me screaming "I'm your bitch!" and "I'm your sissy slut" over and over. When he was about to cum he forced me to my knees and came all over my face and in my mouth. He zipped up and laughed at the scene: me in a purple maid's outfit, high heels, wig, dog collar, with his cum all over my face.

"That was a good first day as my full maid," he said. Easy for him to say. He came four times that day and I hadn't cum once. "Wait until next week. I've got some more ideas for you. We are going to take full advantage of every hour you are here. I've been busy shopping online for things, so be prepared for lots to do for me." I heard those words with both dread and excitement. "I'm going to take a shower and am headed out with friends. I can't wait to tell them about my new maid. Now get cleaned up and get out of my house. Your money is in its usual place."

"Thank you, Sir," I said meekly. He walked out of the kitchen and I went to the bathroom and cleaned the cum and the makeup from my face.