The Power of the Illuminati – Ch. 06 – The Russian and the French Maid - Sex Stories

The Power of the Illuminati – Ch. 06 – The Russian and the French Maid

Some time later, I walked into my bedroom and dropped my bathrobe. On my bed was a beautiful sight. Irina was waiting as I requested. She was on the bed, with her long, slender legs spread. Besides that, she was staring off, looking at the wall. I sat down on the bed and ran my hand along her stocking encased thigh.

“You are a very beautiful woman Irina.”

“Th…thank you, sir.” She mumbled.

At that moment, Avril, my maid walked into the bedroom.

“Oh! Mon dieu! Pardonez…I am so sorry Mr. Ryker. I did not realize you had guests. I should have knocked.” Avril immediately turned around and started to leave.

“Come back here Avril. You are here for a reason. No need to apologize. Please, come in.” Avril walked back in. She was wearing the same French maid uniform as before. Black and white, with lace gloves and black stockings.

I looked over and Irina was in shock. When Avril walked in, she closed her legs and tried to cover herself with the blanket. I reached over and grabbed Irina by the hair.

“Now listen here you bitch. Did I say you could close your legs? From this point forward, you will not do anything at all unless I SAY SO! IS THIS IN ANY WAY UNCLEAR!” I yelled directly into her face.

“I…I…I am sorry master. Please, do not hurt me.” Irina whimpered. She let go of the sheets, lay back and spread her legs again. After that, I stood up and walked over to Avril, who was just as scared. “Avril. Sweet Avril. I have to ask you a question. Have you ever eaten out a cunt? Well, have you?” Obviously, she understood what I was saying since her mouth was now wide open. “I guess that is a no. Well, in that case, you are going to learn.”

Now it was time for me to grab Avril by the hair. I roughly led her over to the bed and threw her onto it. With my hand holding on firmly, I shoved her face hard into Irina’s pussy. “You are going to eat this girl out. I want her very wet for when I fuck her. Now, STICK YOUR TONGUE OUT!”

Avril was now crying in fear. I could see her tongue slowly move out of her mouth and just barely tongue the lips of her vagina. “More, you fucking dyke! I want to see you so deep into that pussy. I want to see her on the edge of coming before I shove my rod into her.”

She started to lick in earnest now. Avrils head was bobbing up and down, occasionally whimpering in fear and shame. I let go of her head and let her do her work. It was such a gorgeous sight. While Irina was having her carpet munched, I ran my hand along her tight body. I would fondle one of her soft and supple tits, giving them a little lick occasionally. Irina refused to look at me and just continued to stare at the wall.

I moved down the bed and admired Avril as well. Once I got further down, I noticed something to my shock. Panties.

“AVRIL! WHAT THE FUCK ARE THOSE! I explicitly told you, NO panties next time. Well, what the fuck is this? This IS the next time.” I yelled at her.

“I…I…I forgot. I am so sorry Mr. Ryker. Please, I will ...