Chapter 45: Breeding His Fertile Mommy Maid

Characters

Main Characters

Lance Hayward: New Master of Hayward Manor.
Cali: The purple-eyed maid with a mysterious past. Has the Golden Garter.
Maria Hayward: Lance’s mother. Has the Silver Garter and is his Mommy-Maid.
Kylie Hayward: Lance’s little sister. Has the Pink Garter and his Little Sister Maid.
Ms. Lynette Docea: Lance’s history teacher. Has the Light-Blue Garter and is his Teacher-Maid.
Bella Miles: Lance’s best friend. Has the Yellow Garter and is his Maid-Wife.
Andrea Sade: A dominatrix. The second to wear the Red Garter and his Dominatrix-Maid.

The Daughter Maids – Bronze Garters
Angela Hayward: Lance’s daughter with his mother.
Chantelle Hayward: Lance’s eighth daughter with his mother
Chastity Hayward: Lance’s third daughter with his mother.
Delilah Hayward: Lance’s fourth daughter with his mother.
Matilda Hayward: Lance’s ninth daughter with his mother.
Michelle Hayward: Lance’s tenth daughter with his mother.
Rose Hayward: Lance’s sixth daughter with his mother.
Serena Hayward: Lance’s fifth daughter with his mother.
Virginia Hayward: Lance’s second daughter with his mother.
Zelda Hayward: Lance’s seventh daughter with his mother.

The Virgin Maids – Pink Garters
Ashley: Student
Brenda: Student
Britney: Cheerleader for the Mt. Tahoma Tigers
Cherry Milton: Twin to Sherry
Heather Goldsmith: Daughter of the jewelry shop owner.
Janiqua: Student
Rashimi: Attends First Baptist
Sherry Milton: Twin to Cherry
Yuki Hanada: Shrine Maiden at the Tsukuyomi Shrine on Sanuki Island in mountains
Zeta: Attends First Baptist

The Wise-Maids – Gray Garters
Abigail Wright: Curator at the Museum of Neolithic History
Asuka: Student
Esmerelda Jimenez: Pilot, Aeronautical Engineer
Marsha Peterson: PHD in Celtic Mythology
Ming Hu: Chinese college student with a masters in mathematics going for Ph.D.
Mrs. Johnson: Teacher
Petra Jimenez: College student studying archaeology
Rhianna Darby: Welsh Professor of Mythology at Oxford
Sister Martha Ruth: Nun at St. Theresa

The Slut-Maids – Orange Garters
Alisha: Shop girl
Carmen Black: Pilot
Deborah: Aunt Nancy’s eldest daughter.
Hannah: Stripper at Club Desire,
Janet Varsity: Pilot
Izzy: Aunt Nancy’s youngest daughter.
Ji-Woo Im: Runs Happy Touch Massage Parlor
Melissa Stevens: Member of the Sigma Lambda Tau sorority.
Seo-Yun Choe: Masseuse at Happy Touch Massage Parlor
Tina: Cheerleader fro the Hoover Harpies

The Concubine-Maids – Green Garters
Alice: Student
Carla: Cheerleader
Dalia Smythe: Wedding planner
Felicity: Student
Gloria: Student
Lily Myers: Pilot
Mrs. Kenning: Mother to Opal
Mrs. Miles: Bella’s mother
Opal Kenning: Bride going to marry Clint Hartford.
Veronica: Student

The Demon-Maid – Black Garter
The Seductress: An imprisoned in the flesh.

The Fallen Maids
Deidre: Attends First Baptist. Slain by the Huntsman. Wearer of the Orange Garter.
Nancy Heres: Lance’s aunt and mother’s sister. Slain by the Seductress and the Gizzamuluke. Wearer of the Red Garter and is his Aunt-Maid.
Tabitha: Kylie’s best friend. Slain by the Huntsman. Wearer of the White Garter.
Mrs. Velma White: Principal. Slain by the Seductress and the Lady Smiles. Wearer of the Gray Garter.

Other Characters

Aleister Hayward: Brought the manor from England to America
Bianca: stripper at Club Desire. black hair, big boobs
Charisma: stripper at club desire, red hair, flabby ass
Clint Hartford: Groom going to marry Opal Kenning
Coach Richards: Teacher
Daffodil: Attends First Baptist
Dara Bigsby: Pilot
Derrick: Rick Reynold’s best man, banging his bride.
Estella Rayne: Pilot
Iris Devim: Pilot
Lana: Attends First Baptist
Luscious Lisa: stripper at club desire, bleached-blonde hair, blue eyes
Mortimer Hayward: Lance’s dead uncle, previous owner of Hayward Manor.
Mr. Carter: Teacher
Mr. Goldsmith: Won of the men who owns Goldsmith & Sons Jewelry.
Mr. Jordan: Teacher
Pita: Attends First Baptist
Principal Murphy: Principal of Franklin High School.
Rick Reynolds: Groom goign to marry Rita Carlyle.
Rita Carlyle: Bride going to marry Rick Reynolds. Cheating on him with his best man.
Sister Shannon Ester: Nun at St. Theresa, killed by Malevolence
Ursula: Attends First Baptist
Young-Ja Choe: Masseuse at Happy Touch Massage Parlor

The Imprisoned

The Gizzamuluke
The Hagazim
The Huntsmen
Lady Smiles
The Maggotborn
Malevolence
The Misshapen
The Ripper
Smiles
The Stalker
The Tempest
The Twin
The Warmth
The Weeper
The Woods

The Unbound

Lance Hayward

The limo, driven by Mrs. Miles, pulled up before the entrance of the manor. Cali waited on the porch to greet me. She always did when a new maid was recruited. She sensed it with her magic. The purple-eyed maid stood there serenely.

Inhumanly given the wind gusting her skirt and rustling her black hair.

She climbed down the steps with a grace that no woman could match and opened the door. I stepped out, the wind rustling my tie. I held out my arm for Bella. My pregnant maid-wife took it with her right arm, the glove hiding the stone limb.

Guilt flashed through me for letting the Gizzamuluke eat her arm.

I had failed her.

Kylie popped out next, my little sister bouncing. My daughter Serena followed then Andrea herself, my newest maid. She wore the red garter. My Dominatrix-Maid. Aunt Nancy’s replacement. Andrea was naked, of course, a tall woman with a bob of black hair and big breasts. She looked comfortable in her nudity like she could walk into a boardroom or a general’s planning room and take charge with ease.

“My, my,” Cali said, looking up and down at Andrea. “She will do nicely, Master Hayward.”

I nodded absently as Izzy, Deborah, and Marsha were the last of the maids out of the limo. Marsha shut it. The limo pulled away. Mrs. Miles would park the vehicle and come in the back way.

Cali led the way up the stairs, Bella on my arm. My wife broke off when we reached the second floor, murmuring that she wanted to inspect the cleaning for the day. She certainly deserved to be paranoid about it.

“Of course,” I told her and kissed her on the cheek. “Love you.”

She smiled.

Her gynecologist visit had gone well, too. Our baby was healthy. Our son. My heir. This was his future. One day, I would be gone and he would inherit this unless I could figure out a way to break the cycle. If he could just have the harem of happy maids and not deal with the entities...

Wouldn’t that be better?

Cali strode down the hall. I shot a glance at the smiling Gizzamuluke’s painting. The green-eyed cat looked so satisfied. He had devoured my aunt and my wife’s arm. My hands balled into fists. Why couldn’t such fiends be killed?

“Such interesting art,” said Andrea. “These are the Imprisoned?”

“Yep,” I said. We had given her a crash course on the Imprisoned and all the insanity of this place.

She took it well. The magic of Hayward Manor made sure of that.

We passed through the open doors of the antechamber into the living quarters. She didn’t have to share a room like the other maids. She had Nancy’s room. We passed through the living room. It bustled with maids who were off-duty.

“Master,” chorused around me as I passed by them.

Alice was dusting the TV, the Black girl flashing me a smile. She was one of my classmates wearing a green garter. Busty Carmen was moping the floors in the kitchen. The Pilot-Maid gasped at the sight of Andrea.

“Master and Mistress!” Carmen gasped, her big boobs jiggling in her low-cut bodice. She wore an orange garter. A Slut-Maid as well as one of my pilots.

Andrea nodded to her.

We reached Andea’s new room. My mom was in there. She was putting a few things in a box, packing up the few possessions that her sister had. Guilt washed over me as she glanced up. She put on a brave smile.

“This is the new maid?” she asked as she held the box to her stomach. Her silver garter gleamed. “Welcome, welcome, I’m Maria, Lance’s mother. And his Mommy-Maid. I hope you’ll be a wonderful new addition to our harem.” Her eyes held a haunted look, bags under them. “Well, this is your room. Enjoy.”

“I will,” Andrea said, glancing at my mom. My new maid opened her mouth to say something, but Mom squeezed past us and headed to her own room just next door. “I ... Well...”

“This is your room now,” said Cali. “You may put whatever possessions you want in it, of course. Your spare uniforms are in the closet.”

“I did bring a collection of wisp and flails,” Andrea said. “And paddles for naughty maids.”

Cali nodded. They were in the limo. Mrs. Miles would bring them in.

“Follow me,” I said and marched out of the room and down the hallway, passing Mom’s closed door. I entered the maid’s entertainment area full of comfortable seats, several couches, a TV, a schedule for their ongoing Smash Brothers tournament, and more. The closet at the far end had two maids standing guard.

My Daughter-Maid Rose brightened up at the sight of me, her brown eyes twinkling. “Master Daddy!”

She curtsied as Felicity, a Concubine-Maid, added, “Master. And is this the new maid?”

I nodded and motioned to the prisoner inside. The door wasn’t closed. There was the Seductress gagged in gold, arms restrained behind her. The golden dildo hung on the wall along with a strap to keep her ass reddened. She glanced at me, her face that of my mother’s but with all-black eyes.

Eyes that gloated in what she had done.

“This is the Seductress,” I said. “The Demon-Maid. She is the reason my aunt is dead. Aunt Nancy believed she had broken this creature. It’s how the Seductress seduced her. This thing cannot break. She is not human. Every day, you are to hurt her. You are to never be alone with her. You are never to remove her bindings or her gag unless I am present. She must be fucked with a strap-on every hour, but the maids know the order. Understand.”

“Yes,” purred Andrea. She took the flogger off the wall. “Shall I begin?”

My dick lurched. I grabbed the seductress and dragged her out of the hallway. I seized the gag and tore it off. It was made with my golden power. I thrust it into Felicity’s hand. My Concubine-Maid took it. She had been recruited in those early days by Bella, another of our classmates.

“My, my, is she going to keep me in line, Master Hayward?” the Seductress asked. “She’s formidable.”

“Open your mouth,” I said as I unzipped my fly. “No biting. Pleasure me.”

The Seductress winked a black eye at me and did as she commanded. She had to obey me. Her pink tongue wiggled as I gripped a fistful of her blonde hair. I rammed my cock into her lips and savored her mouth around my dick.

She sealed her lips around my cock and suckled on me. I shuddered at the heat of her mouth soaking my dick. She put her all into it. I was certain she had a game. A reason she acted so submissive. I didn’t care so long as we kept her chained until she was needed.

That would be her fate for eternity. She could not be trusted.

Andrea watched me mouth-fuck the Demon-Maid. I plunged to the back of the Seductress’s mouth. My Dominatrix-Maid drew back the flogger and slapped it down on the demonic bitch’s rump.

SMACK!

The sound made my dick throb. The Seductress moaned around my dick, her black eyes staring up at me with such defiance in them. She would not break. I didn’t care. She deserved to be flogged to the end of time.

SMACK!

The Demon-Maid groaned again around my cock thrusting to the back of her throat. Andrea’s big breasts rose and fell. They swayed as she drew back her flogger and swung again.

SMACK!

Red swelled across the Demon-Maid’s rump.

SMACK!

“That’s it,” I growled, thrusting my cock in and out of that sucking mouth. My nuts swung as I enjoyed the pleasures of it. “Discipline her. Punish her.” I caught my Dominatrix-Maid’s eyes. “Hurt her.”

“Yes, Master Hayward,” she cooed with lust in her eyes. Pussy cream dripped down the Dominatrix-Maid’s thighs.

SMACK!

The stinging slaps made my dick so hard. I thrust away at the Demon-Maid’s mouth. I fucked her with all that I had. I pounded her. I buried into her mouth, plunging to the back of her throat. I pounded her with all that I had.

SMACK!

I hit the back of her throat and kept going.

She gurgled as I deep-throated her. I gripped the side of her head, staring into the merciless depths of her black eyes. I was her Master. I owned her. She was my slave. My weapon to be unleashed on my enemies.

SMACK!

And the rest of the time, she would be kept in her closet.

SMACK!

“That’s right,” I growled, slamming my cock into her mouth. “You know your place.”

The Demon-Maid moaned around my cock.

SMACK!

The insolence never faded from her eyes. The defiance. She didn’t hide it now. I thrust to the back of her throat, my nuts slapping into her chin. I enjoyed it. The pressure grew and grew in my balls.

SMACK!

The rush of fucking her mouth. This creature was dangerous. Deadly. She would kill me if she could.

SMACK!

But she couldn’t.

SMACK!

She was contained by my power.

Andrea’s boobs heaved as she flogged the Demon-Maid’s ass. I watched them as I pounded the Seductress’s mouth. I plunged down her throat again and again. My nuts slapped into her taint. Her throat squeezed about me. Her moans vibrated around the crown of my dick.

“Mmm, she’s a defiant one, Master,” purred Andrea. “I will break her.”

“No, you won’t,” I groaned. “You never will. If she seems broken, she’s only deceiving you. Seducing you to be merciful on her so she can have more fun!”

“My, my.” Andrea smiled. “What a challenge.”

I shook my head and fucked her mouth. So long as Andrea didn’t release the bonds, it wouldn’t matter. The Seductress would not get another chance to hurt my women. I slammed to the back of her throat, the pressure building.

SMACK!

The Demon-Maid’s ass glowed cherry red.

SMACK!

I buried to the hilt down her throat again and again. I plunged into her gullet with all that I had. I reveled in my power over the monster. I pounded her with all that I had. She moaned about me. She suckled so hard on my dick. She pleasured me as she was flogged.

SMACK!

My grip tightened on the sides of her head as I plunged down her mouth. I buried to the back of her throat and snarled out in delight. the heat burst in me. My balls erupted. I threw back my head and unloaded my cum into her mouth.

“Fuck!” I snarled, pumping all that jizz into her mouth. I flooded her with it all. It was so incredible having all that cum flooding out of my cock and straight into her belly. “Shit, shit, shit!”

The pleasure shot through me. It was so good having all that ecstasy rushing through my body. My nuts erupted again and again. They pumped all my cum down her gullet. The heat slammed through me. It was an incredible rush.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I growled. “That’s it. That’s fucking it!”

SMACK!

She moaned around my dick as the cum shot straight into her stomach. My balls twitched against her chin. I held her tight as the pleasure slammed through me. I felt so good as I filled her mouth with all my seed.

“Damn, damn, damn,” I groaned at the heat rushing through me. I unloaded the last of my spunk into her stomach. “Hurt her, Andrea.”

“Yes, Master Hayward,” she moaned.

I held out my hand. Felicity gave me the gag, her eyes burning with anger. I ripped out my dick and shoved in the gag before the Seductress could say a word. I tied it behind her and panted, shoving my dick back into her pants.

“Hurt her as long as you want,” I said and strode away.

“Until my arm is about to fall off,” Andrea purred. Such thick lust echoed in her mind. “I’ll hurt her, Master Hayward. One of you maids, eat my pussy now!”

I strode through the entertainment room. The maids were mostly out cleaning the house so it was pretty deserted. The day time was the safe time. Even evening was fine. It was after midnight that the Imprisoned grew restless.

The patrols made sure no one escaped.

I marched to my mother’s room and knocked on her door.

“Just a moment.” I heard rustling then the door opened. Mom held a balled-up tissue in her hand. She smiled, though, at the sight of me. “Master.”

“Mom,” I said. “How are you doing?”

Her smile slipped. “I ... I ... I miss her, of course. So...”

She seized me by my tie and yanked me into her room. I gasped as her arms went around me. She kissed me with such a fervent need. My mother craved my comfort. I had to be with her. I had to take care of her. Pleasure her.

The door creaked shut behind us as our lips worked on mine. It was so wonderful to make out with her. I slid my hands down over her skirt, squeezing her rump. I kneaded her ass, savoring the feel of her lips on mine.

She broke the kiss and purred, “I want to make a baby with you, Master Lance. I want to have your child. Your daughter. A real child. Not one of the pregnancies that’s over in half-a-day. A child I can raise and love. Please, Master Lance.”

“Of course, Mom,” I said. She could still have children normally now that she had produced ten Daughter-Maids.

“Thank you, Master,” she whispered, tears in her eyes but they didn’t fall. She blinked them away, her blue depths shiny. “Thank you, my son.”

I stroked through her blonde hair and kissed her again. Our lips met with a burning passion. The sort mother and son should never experience. Our tongues danced as I slid my hand down her back and found the zipper of her uniform.

I drew it down slowly. Memories of drawing down the zipper on the back of her dress to help her out after church or coming back from a party. Then I would leave the room so she could undress. Something innocent. Now...

I stepped back and watched as she shoved her uniform down her body. Her blonde hair swayed around her shoulders as her big breasts came into view. Heavy and full of her healing milk. Her flat stomach. Curving hips. Her thick, blonde bush.

Did Dad hate me for chaining Mom and Kylie to this fate?

Maybe. But I was chained with them. Chained by our blood. If he had been alive instead of dying five years ago, he would have made Mom his Maid-Wife. She would have the yellow garter and not the silver. Maybe Kylie would have been given the silver. His Daughter-Maid to bear him Daughter-Maids.

Would Dad have claimed his slutty sister-in-law? Probably. She would have the red garter.

Would she be dead? Would Dad have failed her?

“Shhh,” Mom said, her hands cupping my face. “It’s not your fault that she’s gone. The Seductress is at fault. She stole Nancy from us.”

I stared into my mother’s eyes. I had to find a way to stop this. “I’m the Master of Hayward Manor. It’s always my fault.”

She kissed me again with fierce love. Now she was comforting me. I groaned at the heat of her lips on mine. I let the pain wash over me as my hands grabbed my mother’s asscheeks. I held her tight. I kneaded her rump as she squirmed against me. She felt so good. Just so delicious. I was so happy to have her.

Just so glad to have her squirming against me.

I broke the kiss with Mom and stared into her eyes. They swam with the pain she felt for me. She was such a good woman. I smiled at her, so glad I had her. My Mommy-Maid was amazing. I loved her so much.

She worked on my tie. She drew it around my neck. It whisked off. She tossed it to the side, humming. She worked at the buttons of the white shirt I wore. She undid them button by button. My dick throbbed in my pants.

“Such a handsome son,” she cooed. “Mmm, you are the prize of every woman’s eye, Master.”

I smiled. “Thanks.”

She winked a blue eye at me as she took off my shirt. She shuddered, her big boobs jiggling. The spicy aroma of her pussy filled my nose. Dewdrops beaded on her blonde bush as she dropped to her knees and undid my belt. She worked it open before unzipping my pants. She shoved off my gray slacks and boxers.

My cock popped off. I stepped out of my pants as she opened her eyes to sallow it. I stopped her. I didn’t want her to blow me. I wanted to feast on her. To cum in her pussy and plant a baby in her. I knew I would. I could feel it.

Perhaps I was making my son his own Mother-Maid. A sister for him to breed again and again. I drew Mom to her feet and gripped her hips. She didn’t resist as I pushed her back to the bed. She hit it and sank onto it, her big boobs jiggling as they settled into a pair of jiggling mounds. She spread her legs wide. The spicy aroma of her pussy filled my nose.

How delicious.

I dove into her cunt. I buried my face into her snatch and licked at her with all that I had. It was such a thrill to nuzzle my face into her bush and feel her curls on my face. I licked at her. I lapped at her with such passion.

“Oh, yes, yes,” she whimpered as I devoured her spicy cunt. “Master Lance!”

“Mom,” I groaned, savoring the forbidden flavor of my mother’s pussy. “Just enjoy.”

“I will,” she cooed, her thighs pressing on my face. Her silver garter felt silky on my right cheek.

I tongued her cunt with all that I had. I lapped at her with hunger, savoring the way I devoured her. It was such a treat to be here. I loved it so much. I flicked my tongue through her folds. I caressed her with all that I had. She moaned in delight as I squirmed there.

I tongued her with all that I had. I lapped at her with passion. She moaned and tossed her head as my tongue flicked through her folds. She humped against me, gasping out in delight as she did that. Her moans echo through the room.

“Oh, that’s so good,” she moaned. “Oh, yes, yes, just like that. Oh, honey! Master Lance! My strong son!”

I loved the sounds Mom made as I feasted on her. I wanted to make her explode. I craved to drown in all her pussy cream. I was so excited for that. I lapped at her with all that I had. It was so amazing to stroke my tongue through her folds and feast on her.