Making My Maid Harem

A group of freshmen girls all did just that. Right there as the boys and Mr. Carter watched on, they did that. Naked asses came into view with various hues of bushes appearing. Some were shaved. Some thick. Some trimmed. There were thirteen girls bent over, all just waiting for me to check them out.

I slid my fingers against Lisa's shaved pussy and parted her pussy lips. I pushed into her snatch, no hymen stopping my fingers from plunging into her depths. Her hot and wet squeezed about me. I sighed and pulled them out.

"Nope," I said and moved on to the next girl.

Lisa looked crushed as I thrust my fingers into Nancy's bush and found her pussy. I pressed into her cunt, but I found no hymen to stop me. I shook my head. "Nope."

I moved down the line. "Nope."

I thrust into another hot cunt. "Nope!"

"Nope!"

"Nope!"

"Nope!" I ripped my fingers out of another hot pussy and moved to the next girl. I pressed into a thick bush. I found her pussy lips and pushed against... a hymen. "Ooh, Janiqua, you have a hymen. You're maid material."

"Nice!" Janiqua said, the Black girl sounding so happy.

I moved on to the next girl and sank my digits into her hot cunt. "Nope!"

"Nope!"

My fingers were dripping with pussy juices as I reached the last girl. I pushed through a brown bush and found a tight slit. I pushed through them to find a hymen guarding her pussy's depths. "Ooh, Brenda, you're also maid material. That's three of you!"

The other girls were all looking so sad, but Tabitha, Janiqua, and Brenda were smiling. I'd have to talk to my brother. I had no idea how to make them into maids. I just knew that they were maid material. That they would work beneath me. I felt it in my guts.

I sucked on my fingers, tasting a melange of pussy juices as I sat down, Mr. Carter was impatient to start class. I hummed as I felt so good right now. I was my big brother's maid. I would help him keep the Imprisoned in check.

And that meant recruiting virgins.

***

Lance Hayward

After Mrs. Johnson's English class ended, I rose with the other students. Bella rose naked save for the yellow garter around her thigh. Her round breasts jiggled as her brown hair spilled around her shoulders. She refused to wear anything but her maid's uniform, and we didn't have one here at our college.

No one seemed to care that she was naked. Nor did any of the boys just ogle her like they should. Which was good. I didn't want other guys staring at my Maid-Wife. She was mine. My best friend turned into my mind-controlled lover.

But she loved me before the garter claimed her.

She picked up the cedar box that held the last two garters I had to give out, the light-blue and the red one. I knew who would get the light-blue one, but the red? I had this idea, but it was crazy. Of course, so was giving the silver garter to my mother and the pink to my sister.

Bella took my arm as we headed out of the English class. We had taken the same schedule to help each other study and hang out more. We had been so close to crossing that line from friendship into boyfriend/girlfriend territory.

Just so close.

But we hadn't quite managed to cross that line yet. Now we had gone so much farther.

She looked so happy as we headed through the hallway to the locker room. We had PE next. We soon reached the gym, passing the girls' locker room. But did she break apart from me? No. I glanced at her, arching an eyebrow.

"You're going to come into the boys' locker room, aren't you?" I asked her.

"Well, how can I help you change, Master, if I'm not in there with you?" she said. "I won't look at the other boys." Her nose wrinkled in disgust. "I'll suffer being in there for you."

"Thanks," I said. I could order her to go into the other locker room, but it was hot having her attending to me. So I headed into the boys' locker room.

I headed to the locker I'd been assigned. I twisted in the combination and opened it. Immediately, Bella pulled out my gym clothes. She wrinkled her nose. They probably needed to be taken home and washed. She shoved in the cedar box then helped me strip naked.

It was interesting having her doing that. Her round breasts jiggled as she pulled off my t-shirt. Then she knelt before me to take off my normal shoes. She unzipped my jeans, the other guys moving about not caring that there was a naked hottie kneeling before me.

The magic of Hayward Manor was powerful.

She pulled off my jeans, my cock tenting the front of my underwear. I wasn't thrilled to be chubbing up in here, but it was hard not to with one of my sexy girls kneeling before me. She smiled up at me as she held my dark-gray gym shorts for me to step into.

I did as she pulled them up my body. She rose, those tits jiggling, and grabbed my light-gray athletic shirt. It had the school's mascot on the back. I thrust my hands over my head and let her pull it over me. She drew it down me.

I nodded, feeling good about it. She smiled at me, clearly pleased that it fit me. I was, too.

She tied my shoes then glanced down at her own footwear. "Wait, I have to get my running shoes out of my locker, Master!"

She darted off, her asscheeks looking so fine as they quivered. I was glad I was the only guy that stared at her. She was my maid.