Maids With Benefits
Copyright© 2026 by Voloken
Chapter 12
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 12 - Edward Sheffield took a promotion no one else wanted. Transplanted indefinitely from New England to the Philippines, he's got a struggling branch office to salvage and a whole new world to navigate. He didn't expect the help to come in the form of a bratty maid, a mechanic whose smarts are matched only by her curves, and a smoky driver with trust issues. But Manila has a way of surprising people. Especially those who think they're beyond surprises.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Restart Cousins DomSub MaleDom Light Bond Rough Spanking Harem Interracial White Male Oriental Female Cream Pie Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Big Breasts Small Breasts
While Luz returned with her ointments and began treating Mayumi’s backside, I stepped aside to call Mrs. Gallardo. I needed to let her know Luz was safe and would be deciding later whether to head home or crash at my place.
“ ... uh-huh,” Mrs. Gallardo said after my brief explanation. There was a weighted pause. “You a good boy, Edward, so maybe you know already. But you break, you buy.”
“Excuse me?”
“I mother, Edward,” she said, her voice dropping into a chilling cold. “Four kids. Luz is youngest. I know these things. I pick you for many reason. Biggest reason? You good boy. Second biggest? I can fuck you. I got friends, Edward. Lots of friends. Foreigner on work visa? I can destroy. So, if you break, you buy. Understand?”
“I, uh, I believe I follow, yes.”
“Good!” She flipped back to her usual cheeriness instantly. “Then you kids have fun! Get her moved in soon, okay? I give two years for grandkids. No more! Bye-bye!”
She hung up.
“Alright, then.” I tossed my phone onto the coffee table and took a breath, letting the weight of that conversation settle.
“Something wrong?” Luz asked, her brow furrowing with concern. She was still applying the ointment to Mayumi’s stinging cheeks, though I was pretty sure it was mostly for the love of the game at this point.
“Oh, no. In fact, you can stay as long as you like,” I said, reclaiming my seat on the club chair. “Your mother knows, though.”
“You told her?!” Luz gasped, her hands tightening reflexively on Mayumi’s ass. The poor girl let out a sharp yelp and tried to slither away from her cousin’s grip.
“No, of course not,” I said, a wave of fatigue finally hitting me. “She just figured it out.”
“Auntie plays dumb,” Mayumi grunted, rubbing her sore butt. “She’s anything but, though. She’s slippery like that. What’d she say?”
“Either we get married or she ‘destroys’ me.”
“Mama...!” Luz gasped.
“Oh, please,” Mayumi scoffed. “I wish my mom would back me up like that. Whatever—Paz and I can be the mistresses. I’m fine with it so long as you keep treating us right.”
I pinched the bridge of my nose. “And we’ve got two years to pop out a kid.”
“Mama!” Luz gasped again. This time, however, the shock felt a little too theatrical to be genuine.
“See? She’s not even pretending to be shocked anymore,” Mayumi said, rolling her eyes. “We can wait until after Luz before you knock me and Paz up. But you have to do us both together.”
“Uh-huh.” I leaned back. “And I assume we’re just skipping the part where we ask Paz for her opinion?”
“She’ll come around,” Mayumi said, flashing a grin and a wink. “We can workshop it later.”
“Well, if Mama insists...” Luz murmured to the floor, her voice trailing off with a suspiciously hopeful tone.
“Daddy, Luz is getting ahead of herself!” Mayumi accused. “She needs a reminder of her place.”
I chuckled, shaking my head. “Dinner first. Luz, you said it was ready? Serve it up. Mayumi, assist her. And stay as you are, of course.”
“Yes, Master!” “Sir, yes, sir!” they both responded.
“I’m gonna offload the shopping,” I said, heading for my bedroom. I’d already stashed the shopping bags in there while they were busy arguing. “Mayumi, make sure Luz doesn’t peek.”
“With my life, Daddy!”
“Don’t be so dramatic,” I said, chuckling.
I spent the next fifteen minutes reacquainting myself with my rope work. Tying knots was like riding a bike, and I’d been an Eagle Scout back in the day. My old Scoutmaster was likely rolling in his grave—or perhaps not. I recalled the suspicious ‘burns’ I’d once seen on his wife’s wrists and realized I might just be carrying on a tradition.
Once recalled into the dining room, my place at the head of the table was fully set. The girls were already kneeling beside my chair, patient and silent. I was beginning to understand just how hardcore Luz was about this whole Dom/Sub roleplay thing.
“Good girls.” I offered each a firm, proprietary pat on the head. They nuzzled into my palms like kittens.
I took my seat. The spread was impressive: chicken and pork adobo, the rich, vinegary aroma of the sauce cutting through the scent of jasmine rice and fresh greens. It was a classic, homely meal.
I dropped my hand and gave a sharp, soft snap of my fingers. “Luz. Heel.”
She closed in quickly on all fours, coming to a halt and resting her chin obediently on my open palm.
“Good girl,” I murmured, framing her face with my hands and thumbing the line of her jaw.
She whined happily.
“Am I correct to assume you don’t have much experience sucking cock?”
Her eyes went wide, a deep flush creeping up her neck and onto her cheeks. She was completely naked and behaving like a dog, but this was what flustered her. Luz was adorable. She offered a quick, shallow nod against my palm.
“Mayumi. Under the table. Get my belt.”
“Iyong-iyong!” she barked. She dove into position with a calculated clumsiness, working the buckle and freeing me from my trousers with a triumphant flourish.
“Overeager,” I chastised her.
She flashed me a smug grin before nuzzling the side of her face against my cock.
“Mayumi,” I said, my tone shifting to something firmer as I caught her chin. “You’re the expert here. Teach your cousin to suck dick. You have until I finish my dinner.”
“Iyong-iyong!” she barked again as she lapped at my hardening cock.
“Luz. Join her,” I commanded. “Follow Mayumi’s lead.”
I released Mayumi, and Luz joined her under the table. The sight of the two beautiful, slender Filipinas framed around my cock was enough to get Junior to full mast. I had to consciously redirect my focus to the adobo; the food was delicious, but the view was far more enticing.
I took a slow, deliberate bite of pork as the training session commenced.
“Alright, pay attention,” Mayumi began, her voice muffled by the table. “Step one...”
“You’re not supposed to talk!” Luz complained.
“Daddy said to teach,” Mayumi countered. “You’re the one who wanted to do the doggy thing. That was fun, but Daddy wants something else. Are you saying we shouldn’t do as Master Daddy says?”
Luz let out a quiet, frustrated huff but ultimately conceded.
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