"Megan frowned stepped off the treadmill, put her hands together, then above her head as she stretched her body further putting strain on the sports b...a as she pushed her chest out."We are at a 24 hour gym at ten at night, I doubt anyone but the camera is gonna notice and there is nothing in the dress code saying I can't."Almost as soon as she finished her sentence a man walked into the gym and noticed Megan right away gawking at her tight ass as she stretched on her toes. I hid a smile as she. Each of those bells is connected to a bell push in one of the rooms upstairs. If Miss Matilda or one of her guests requires service, a bell will ring. It will be obvious which bell is ringing. The staff is expected to respond, and that includes you.”Mrs Danbury looked out at us across the table as though she had very little confidence in our ability to take any of this on board.“You see the labels. You need to make sure you know which room the bells relate to. I hardly need tell you that a maid. So what's your decision? Are you going to be my slavegirl or not?"Adriana stared back at me in shock, then gulped and asked quietly in a timid voice, "W-what exactly would I have to do?"I smiled and caressed the young Hispanic girl's face, then slowly ran a finger down her neck and onto her chest. "You dress and act like a little cocktease, wiggling that tight little ass and taking pleasure in keeping all the boys panting after you. Even with me, you think that you can smile and flirt and get. You run your fingers through my hair, pulling me closer. You kiss me softly, listening to me moan, kissing me full-on, hard and passionately, our tongues exploring each other. Our hands roam over each others bodies, your hands massaging and caressing my breasts. My hands resting on your ass squeezing it gently before moving round your hips and expertly finding the zip on your trousers, I start to undo it. Feeling the cool night air on your cock, you grab my hand and stop me, very aware that.