Now it was too late.Making a fuss about it now, would cause lots of attention. I did not needlots of attention, what I needed was as little attention ...s possible.The day started in a normal way, just mainstream, dressing up in a maiduniform to get into the right mood. Feeling how good it was for me. Thiswas my lifestyle. It was only me, alone at home. Nobody else must see meas a maid. Apart from those who helped me of course. Those who helped meto dress properly, appear properly, apply makeup,. I liked it and I wanted it. You’re right to think that I’ve just been waiting for the chance to do this, because I have. But I must admit that I’m becoming a little disappointed in you.”Jason frowned confusedly.“Oh? And why is that?” He asked.“Because I was really impressed by how strongly you started out, grabbing me from behind and taking possession of me. It was like you owned me and I knew you owned me, causing the feminine aspect of my makeup to take over so that I intuitively accepted. I’m gagged with a tremendous purple ball that tastes faintly of bananas and cinnamon (how he did that I do not know…) and he is pushing his fingers inside me, parting my labia and holding me steady with his other thumb, buried knuckle deep in my ass. He’s getting worked up, finally – I can tell by the way his formerly sagging member rubs up against my inner thighs periodically. Damnit, what's it going to take to make him give me some satisfaction? I'm all wound up with no outlet, and he. All I can remember was them washing me in the house, and waking up a little while later."Carl, silent while he absorbed this information, stared blankly for a bit. "How big was he?" She gave him her impression of his size, and what Irene estimated what he would weigh. She told him about how the other two had looked as well. He had the beginning of a smile on his face, and she guessed what his next question would be."You say he rolled Luke OFF of you?" She returned his smile. "YES. He's done it.