Maid to Serve (boyx3boys)

Runaway

Oh here we goooo (sorry for any mistakes)
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The next weeks passed in a blur of cooking, cleaning, and having to tiptoe around the three scary men I now lived with. I did as I was told, I worked until I couldn't keep my eyes open, and I cooked better than I ever had before, too scared I would have to withstand other awful experiences like the ones I had my second day. But after my weird chat with Nick, I had barely had any interaction with any of the men. They passed by me some days, when I went to go clean their rooms or cook, but never said a word. It was all fine with me though, I wasn't going to complain. The only thing that was bothering me was how h*rny I was becoming. And no it was NOT because of Nick, Caesar, or Chris it was because for most of my adult life I had gone home and...taken care... of things each and every night. But I had now been at this house for over a month and not once had I touched myself. At this point I don't even need any toys to help me I just need to find release. So that night I made sure my door was locked, and I took care of things. I laid in bed on my back and stripped off my pants, I was already slightly hard thinking about what I was going to do, while those three men were still in the house. Oh god stop thinking of them. I had found a hairbrush in the bathroom and decided I was, in fact, desperate enough to use it as a di*do. I pulled my shirt up and held it up using my teeth, I had used some spit to help ease the end of the hairbrush in and it seemed to be working fine. I prodded my hole a bit before inching the hairbrush in. Oh god it felt better than ever, after a month of no release I could already feel myself building up. I grabbed my nipple and started twisting and punching with my fingers. I pushed the hairbrush all the way in now and started pumping it faster and faster. My butt lifted off the bed and I closed my eyes imagine a big strong man...but suddenly the man became Chris, with his scar that was both scary and oh so attractive, and then Caesar with those blue eyes that had me a little dazed and finally Nick. The image of him whispering in my ear and the thought of what he meant about sex with him. Shit! What was I doing? No no this isn't right I shouldn't- but as I pumped the hair brush in again I couldn't help but moan out loud. F*ck it whatever, they were hot, that's all there was to it.

Knock. knock.

Oh no! Nonono! I pulled the hairbrush out of me, spit my shirt out and quickly pulled up my pants. God I didn't even get to finish.
"Um-uh yeah who is it?" I tried to make my voice sound as even as possible
"It's Chris, open the door would ya?"
What was Chris doing here? Ug I have bigger problems right now. I ran to the bathroom and threw the hairbrush in the sink, fixed up the bed and ran to the door.
"H-hi uh Chris, did I forget a chore, do you need food, am I in trouble?" Chris laughed at that
"Huh no I just came to...talk to you about something." The way he paused made my heart fly out of my chest, h-had he heard me? Was he going to call me out or worse tell the others two?
"O-okay yeah c-come on in." I gestured inside the room and Chris sauntered in.
"What is it that you want to talk about.?" I was bracing myself already.
"Oh nothing much, I just wanted to ask that you make an extra special dinner tomorrow, it's a...special day for me, Caesar and Nick, can't really explain, but I wanted to ask that you and Joseph (the butler) head to the store tomorrow so you can pick out all the food you need for the feast." G-go out? Wait like into public!
"W-what? I mean yes! Um uh yes, uh yes I'd be happy to make a feast for you three." This could be my chance, I've been waiting and planning for if this happened.
"Thanks little man." Chris started to get up an walk out but then he stopped and walked back toward me,
"You alright?" Uh oh did I seem too excited?
"Wh-what? Yeah of course I am." Please I need this, I have to stay calm.
"Alright, it's just, you're sweating a bit, and smells a little...funny in here." I felt myself go bright red, I completely forgot what I had been doing just moments before Chris walked in. Shit this isn't good.
"O-oh that's just um...food smell-y-yeah." Chris gave me an amused look.
"Ah well then.." he leaned closer and spoke lower than before "the food smells delicious." He stood back up and walked out. I felt very hot, but I turned back and slumped on the bed, I wasn't in the mood to please myself anymore, I had to come up with a plan, and fast.

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The next morning I had a new pep in my step. I got ready and headed downstairs to finish breakfast as soon as possible. Once I had served breakfast I cleaned up quickly and waited in my room for Joseph to come and "fetch me" as Nick put it. I heard a knock and it took everything in my not to fling the door open and bolt out of here. But I kept my composure and opened the door like a man who was not trying to escape his kidnappers would do. You know, very normal.
"Are you ready?" Joseph spoke in a calm, sophisticated tone, I just nodded and followed him out. As we stepped outside I felt amazing, of course I had seen sunlight while in the house, there were plenty of windows, but I hadn't felt it in a very long time. I stood for a few seconds, just breathing in the outdoor smell, it was nice, and it solidified the idea that I had to run, today.

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The entire night I had planned the quickest route of escape, exactly where I had to go, what I had to do, and how to execute it perfectly. While in the store me and Joseph walked calmly through the aisles, I planned the longest route so he would be as tired as possible. Then as we got to the cashier I suddenly realized I had "forgotten" a very important ingredient. Then once I was out of sight I ran to another exit and got outside. I found a pay phone and called a taxi, from there I made it to the airport, this is where the plan got tricky. When shopping with Joseph I had grabbed the card we were going to use to buy the groceries. So now I was purchasing a plane ticket with their card. I had to find a flight that would leave before they could get here. Luckily, there was a free spot on a flight 30 minutes from now and there was no way they could get here in time. Everything seemed like a lot, but I accepted that I would never be able to come back. No fancy restaurant, or Martha, or sticking up for myself when I saw Ben again. No, I would run. I mean it's not as if I had much else tethering me to this place. I would go where this plane took me and find a way to survive from there. I could report my card stolen, get it back, buy a new phone, work a new job, and stay as low profile as possible. Surely in a few years I could stop worrying, those men would forget me, or realize I was never a threat. I just want a normal life again, one where I went to work and hid my little secret away from everyone. It was nice, quaint, and perfectly simple. I checked in and took a seat in a chair close to where I would be boarding. Everything was going to be okay. This might traumatize me a little in the long run, I might not get very good sleep for a while, but I would be free. We were set to board in a few minutes and I realized as my adrenaline was wearing off that I had to go to the bathroom really bad. I got up and speed walked to the closest bathroom, not wanting to be late or have any mess up with the flight. Then it hit me. I was really going to make it, I was going to be free and everything was going to be fine. I was fine. I washed my hands and walked out of the bathroom, but as I did I bumped into a tall man in a grey suit.
"Oh gosh I'm so sorry I wasn't paying-" I looked up
"Now where...do you think you're going." I gasped, it was Nick. Then two men appeared behind me, blocking any exit I had.
"It's too bad little man, I think I was starting to like you." It was Caesar, with his cocky tone. I was reminded too much of the night in the alleyway. But this time I knew for sure, I was dead.

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No cause you're actually not ready🤭