Take her
From Lord Of Utterdom
You laugh at her openly. You are the Crown Prince of Utterdom. Your will is law, and your needs must be met.
You take the maid by the hips and turn her back to your chest. Quickly, you push her forward, and she catches herself on an oak washing table with both her hands. She whimpers as you reach down and pull up the back of her dressing, lifting it over her little apple bottom. You find the soft downly folds between her legs with your free hand, and then take hold of yourself. As she protests again, you push into her, grasp her hips, and slide deeply into her.
"Please!" She begs, whimpering. You don't bother to listen as you grab her hips and move your hips backwards, pulling almost completely free. You push forward hard, nearly pushing her head into the back wall. She whimpers again, then sobs, as you begin bucking your hips, quickly pounding into her, watching as her round little ass shakes beneath your thrusts.
You work yourself into a frenzy quickly, and with one last deep thrust, finish in a thick torrent of seed that spills into the maid. Withdrawing slowly, you drop her dressing back to cover her shame, and leave her lying against the table weeping as you dress yourself. When you finish the last button and head toward the door, you give the maid a soft smile.
"You are dismissed," you say, as you open the door and head out.
