The Young Master's Maid

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"Arghhhhhh!" The uncovered body moved up and down, enjoying the master's cock, which was united with her intimate part, which continued to twitch and continue to emit pleasure fluid.

"Your P is big, sir." The bitch's face was red with lust because her master's 'P' continued to touch the most delicious spot on her body, "Ehm." Her red-painted fingers reached out, touching her breasts, which were straining, asking to be pampered, while her fingers touched her master's body to increase stimulation.

The bitch wanted her master's hands and lips to touch her body, but she didn't dare ask because her position was just a paid woman to satisfy the man.

"Sir..." a seductive voice floated across the bitch's lips, hoping that the man who had been sitting quietly with a cigar in his lips would be merciful to her, but it was a shame that the master didn't care about her.

'Maybe... I can seduce him in another way.' The bitch then lowered her face in front of her master, followed by her lips starting to open thinly, intending to bring their lips together to eat each other.

"Argh!" The scream escaped the bitch's lips when the master suddenly pushed her body until the union of their bodies was separated, "Sorry Master." Her tears flowed as her master's hand pressed her head hard against the sofa.

"Don't cry, Bitch! I didn't pay you to hear you cry!" The master's voice was rough, angry.

"PLAK!"

The master's hand slaps and squeezes on her southern body so hard that it creates painful red shadows.

“Just enjoy what I'm doing to you! Bitch!” He jerked roughly as he forced his hand into the body of the woman he was paying for. The groan of pleasure that initially came out of the blood-red lipstick-covered lips turned into a scream of pain when the master's hands grabbed her hair until the girl's head pulled back, and her head felt very hot and sore. !

“Mercy! It hurts, sir!"

"You said my cock was the biggest and most delicious. So, why are you screaming in pain, hm?!" Those big fingers crept along the front of the woman's body, stroking it gently while occasionally squeezing it.

''Is this what you want? I touched your body?"

"Yeah..." The woman fell tasty, moaning in pleasure at her master's treatment of her body.

“That's good, because I'm not satisfied at all!” That cruel grin suddenly appeared, and the initially gentle treatment changed instantly.

Plak!

"Please enough, stop!” The woman struggled again because the man mercilessly slapped her buttocks repeatedly, creating a red and hot color that spread.

“Stop!” The woman begged, looking at the darkened handsome face and her deathly pale face. “Sir, please stop!”

That man did not comply with the bitch's request.

"Why would I stop if a position like this makes me even more satisfied?" The man's laughter rose, and amid the pleasure he was feeling, there was a knock on the room door from outside, followed by the soft voice of a man behind it.

"Excuse me, sir. Sorry to bother you." The man wearing thick glasses entered the room and looked at his master, who was carrying out his sexual activities, with an indifferent look because it was not the first or second time he had seen his master's activities with his prostitutes.

"You must immediately return to Malang because there is a monthly inspection of the production department. After that, you are scheduled to go to Sumber Pucung to check the condition of the company's tobacco plantations."

"Yeah." The master's voice was loud, moving brutally until the bitch almost fainted, then immediately pulled out his manhood when the whites were about to come.

"Argh!" The moans of pleasure came out loud, and the master immediately got up from the sofa, leaving the bitch alone, "Take care of that bitch, give her money, and then tell her to leave." He said before walking towards the bathroom.

"Luckily, the salary given by Mr. Rajendra as a Personal Assistant is two digits, if not, I would have been mentally affected for a long time by all his crazy actions. And the man named Dimas took off the jacket he was wearing to cover the bitch's body which showed her naked, "I hope you leave this room immediately." He said calmly before finally leaving the bitch to prepare the clothes that the master would wear today, then hurriedly called the hotel service department, asking them to prepare breakfast for the master.

"It's good to be rich, ask for breakfast at whatever time no one dares to protest," Dimas said slowly because it was still 4 am, the sky was still dark, and the sun had not yet risen.

"Do you think it will still rain when we get to Malang?" Rajendra cut the meat with a knife and then put it in his mouth while enjoying the view of the dark and foggy city due to the heavy rain until now.

"I think it's still there," said Dimas, standing behind the master. Luckily, Dimas had filled his stomach and drank a cup of bitter coffee before meeting his master so that Dimas wouldn't fall due to lack of sleep.

"Too bad," said Rajendra, ending his short breakfast before getting up from the dining chair, causing the personal assistant to rush to take his master's briefcase and follow the man's footsteps.

"There are no problems as long as I just go to Surabaya?"

"No problem, sir." Dimas shook his head slowly as he pressed the elevator button.

"Even last Friday, the hand-rolled cigarette grinding department was overworked, they worked from 6 am to 6 pm."

"Tobacco stocks and cigarette excise?"

"Everything is safe until the end of this month, sir." The tobacco products processing industry is like that; production will be high and workers can overwork following the availability of excise tax from the government.

The elevator stopped on the ground floor, and Dimas hurriedly opened the car door for his master before he finally got on and sat beside the driver.

Rajendra decided to return to Malang from Surabaya by car via the toll road access, which took less than two hours.

The man sitting in the back seat decided to close his eyes for a moment after previously opening the weekly report on his tablet screen.

Citttt!!!

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The Young Master's Maid
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