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I sat in my armchair watching my maid, Chandrika, wash my floor on her
hands and knees. She was a young Sri Lankan girl in her early twenties,
slim, very dark and very pretty. I loved to watch her work, to gaze on her
pert breasts, her cute little ass and her long black hair. She wore a
short blue housekeeping dress that ws cut high above the knee to show off
her strong legs and thighs. When she bent over ,as she was now, I had a
clear view of her firm, round ass and her white panties. As I watched her
I dreamt of kneeling behind her and licking her ass as a dog might lick
the ass of a Goddess and my crotch swelled uncontrollably.

Chanrika had worked for me for six months. She lived in a small room on
the roof of the apartment block where I lived in the Middle East and
serviced both my apartment and that of the only other occupant of the
block, my landlady, a large Arab lady in her mid-fifties. From the first
day I had seen Chandrika I had known she was the Goddess I had searched
for all my life. Every waking moment was spent fantasising about serving
her. Yet so far I had made no approch to her. She was quite a flirtatious
young lady and often caught my eye with a knowing smile but I was
too nervous to speak to her. How could I explain to a naive young girl
like her that I, a man more than ten years her senior, wanted nothing more
than to be her faithful white slave, to serve and service her as she
demanded and to worship her pretty feet and ass.

"I finished Sir." said Chandrika, interrupting my thoughts.

I suddenly realised she was standing in front of me, looking down at my
now obvious erection. There was a broad smile on her lips.

"Sir like Chandrika's work, no? Chandrika happy Sir happy."

I looked away, red-faced. I fumbled in my pockets and handed over her
wages. As she skipped merrily away I decided at last to take decisive
action.

Before Chandrika's next visit I laid out two femdom magazines on my bed
together with a riding crop. The magazines showed scenes of Black women
dominating white men who were pictured giving foot and ass worship and
dressed as maids. In this dress they were shown doing menial household
tasks while their Mistresses threatened them with whips. I opened the
magazines at these pages and went back to the living room to wait for
Chandrika.

When she came I instructed her to make up my bed. She went obediently to
the bedroom. Several minutes passed but she did not reappear. My heart in
my mouth I opened the bedroom door and entered.

Chandrika sat on the bed, her legs apart to expose her pretty white
panties. She was avidly reading the magazine, one hand on her thigh, the
other fondling the crop. Her face was flushed and her breathing heavy.

She looked up at me as I entered. She seemed completely unfazed I had
found her in this position.

"Sir like this, no?" she asked "Sir like be servant, kiss ass of lady?"

"Yes Chandrika." I said hoarsely, my throat dry.

She smiled knowingly.

"Chandrika understand. You want her be like these women. You want be like
these men. You want be maid for Chandrika."

I nodded weakly, afraid she would now laugh at me and call me a pervert.
Instead she considered for a moment then said slowly.

"OK Chandrika agree. When she come here she be boss. Sir be maid. But
Chandrika still get pay. You still give Chandrika money."

"Of course." I replied.

"Good." she smiled "Now you not called Sir you called Dog, you my dog, my
white dog. You call Chandrika Miss. You do everything I say or get this!"
she brandished the crop. "Understand?"

"Yes Miss." I said softly, bowing my head.

"Good dog." she said condescendingly. "Now take off clothes. Dogs no wear
clothes. They not people they animals."

I stripped  and stood before her naked, head bowed as she traced her crop
over my body. She paused as it touched my erect cock.

"White body very pretty. Miss Chandrika like. You like Miss Chandrika too,
no? You think she pretty?"

"Miss Chandrika is the most beautiful woman in the world." I said, meaning
every word of it. "I want to be a good dog for her."

She laughed and continued stroking my cock with the crop, making it ver
bigger. I was terrified I would soon cum.

"Yes you like Miss Chandrika very much. You dream about her. You like look
when she work. You want put white cock in her pretty brown body."

"Yes Miss." I confessed and in an instant pleasure turned to pain as she
brought the crop down hard on my cock. I doubled up, falling to my knees.

"Stupid white dog!" she yelled " Brown girl no need dirty white cock. She
need big brown cock. White dog only good for lick brown ass and kiss brown
feet. Remember you dog not man. Only man get to fuck woman. Dog lick ass!"

"I'm sorry Miss." I groaned, kissing her feet "Please forgive me!"

"No talk!" she answered angrily. "Now you work! Get bucket, cloth! Wash
floor!"

I hurried to obey and was soon on all fours scrubbing the floor while she
relaxed in my armchair calmly viewing my swaying ass and balls as I had
once viewed her ass. Soon however she was using her crop on my ass.

"Stupid dog! This no clean! You not know how work! You not good maid!"

So it went on all afternoon as I washed and cleaned. Nothing I did
satisfied her and whenever she was dissatisfied the crop beat my ass.
Madame Samira the landlady was out for the day so Miss Chandrika led me up
to her room which I was forced to clean before washing her clothes and
preparing a meal for her. As she ate she fed me morsels from her plate and
rubbed my head as if I really were a dog.

"Go now." she said when I had washed up the dishes "Miss bored now. Want
to sleep. Get out from here!"

She dismissed me with a contemptuous wave of her hand and I prepared to
slink away, disappointed that I had not been able to touch her body except
for her feet.

"Wait" she said suddenly "Miss got treat for dog, Come dog."

I turned happily round and was confronted by her bare ass.

"Clean dog. Clean ass for Miss! Use doggy tongue!"

Eagerly I bent over and kissed her ass then licked each brown cheek till
they glistened with my saliva.

"NO!" snapped Miss Chandrika "Clean! Put tongue inside! Clean Miss!"

Hesitantly at first I placed my tongue inside her crack and began to lick.
I did not stop until she was thoroughly clean.

"Good dog!" she praised "Go now! Miss Chandrika come tomorrow. She got big
plans now!"

Wondering what she could mean I walked slowly down to my apartment,
humiliated but happier than I had ever been before.

The next day, when I returned from my office, I found Miss Chandrika
waiting impatiently outside my apartment. The crop was in her hand.

"Open door dog!" she snapped "I wait long time for you. Now I very angry!"

Hurriedly I opened the door, deposited my briefcase and stripped. Miss
Chandrika then set me to work cleaning the flat. If anything she was more
strict than the day before and my already tender ass gained several more
red stripes. It was only when I had finished the housework and was
massaging and kissing Miss Chandrika's feet that she deigned to address
me.

"Yesterday I tell you I got plan. I not happy with this game."

"Why not Miss?" I asked, surprised.

"I Boss right? You maid, right?"

"Yes Miss."

"Then why you got big apartment and I got only room. I must have
apartment. You must go room!"

"But Miss .." I began.

She slapped my face, hard.

"Quiet dog! Maybe you think you better than Miss! You think that, huh? You
want me stay little room?"

"No Miss of course not." I said "But it is not easy. What will Madame
Samira say?"

Madame Samira was my landlady and also Miss Chandrika's employer. I was
certain she would take a dim view of her maid taking over my apartment.
Even more so if she knew about our arrangement. Madame Samira had always
struck me as a rather strict, religious lady who had not thought about sex
since her husband died.

Miss Chandrika laughed.

"Madame Samira no problem. Here dog put this on."

She produced a black apron with white lace frills from her handbag. I put
it on and tied the cord tight around my waist. It was short and barely
covered my cock.

"Nice." smiled Miss Chandrika "Now follow me. We go see Madame Samira.
Talk about room."

I was terrified at this sudden turn of events. It was one thing to be a
maid within my own apartment but to be exposed to others! My reputation
would be ruined! Miss Chandrika saw my hesitation and tapped the crop on
my cock. I knew what she would do if I failed to obey. I obeyed.

She rang the doorbell of Madame Samira's apartment which was located
downstairs. The door opened and Miss Chandrika pushed me inside. i found
myself face to face with the large, grinning form of Madame Samira.

"Down dog!" ordered Miss Chandrika and I knelt before Madame Samira, my
head pressed to the ground and my ass up in the air.

Madame Samira gave a hearty laugh.

"You did not lie Chandrika. He is very obedient. He will be a good maid."

"You want me supervise?" asked Miss Chandrika "He still need training.
Make many mistakes."

"No no." said Madame Samira "I can supervise him myself. He won't be the
first maid I've trained. Go on up to your new apartment my dear. I'm sure
you'll want to make many changes. I'll send him to his room when he's
finished."

Miss Chandrika smiled and left no doubt eager to take control of my
apartment. As soon as we were alone, Madame Samira ordered me to stand and
lift my apron. She grabbed my cock and squeezed it in one of her big hands
while her other hand grabbed my ass.

"Not bad, not bad. Yes my dear you'll be a good little servant. I know you
want to please me don't you?"

"Yes Madame." I replied, head bowed.

She smiled and released me. Then with a hefty smack on my ass she set me
to work cleaning the apartment. As I worked she stood over me. She did not
 scold me as Miss Chandrika always did but seemed to study my body
appreciatively, her big breasts rising and falling as she breathed and
sighed deeply.

Once I had finished she ordered me to follow her to her bedroom and to
place a large towel on her bed. As I did so she removed the black
headscarf she always wore and let her black-grey hair flow loose. She then
removed her black robe and stood before me naked. I felt my cock rise as I
looked upon her big, heavy breasts, her round belly, her thick thighs, her
big pussy and her huge ass. She sauntered over to the bed and lay
face-down on the towel.

"Remove your apron." she instructed and I made myself naked.

"pick up that bottle on the dresser. Yes that one. It contains oils and
perfumes. I want you to oil me, to massage the perfumes into every corner
of my body. Can you do that slave?"

"Yes Madame." I said and poured some of the sweet-smelling oil onto my
hands.

I then knelt on the bed beside Madame Samira and massaged the oil into her
body from feet to neck, lingering over her big ass and pushing my oily
fingers into her crack. She turned over then and as she smiled warmly I
poured more oil onto her belly and placed both hands on her huge breasts
working the oil inside before turning to her belly. Last of all I oiled
her massive thighs and plunged my fingers deep inside her already moist
pussy, finding her big clit and stimulating it till she came with a yell
her juices flowing over me.

She grabbed me in her powerful hands and rolled over so her massive weight
was on top of me. I could barely breathe as she kissed and licked my face
then forced me under those huge breasts of hers which I kissed and sucked
as if my life depended on it. She rolled again and I was on top of her.
She seized my cock and guided it inside her and I was lost in her mounds
of flesh, my head resting on her breasts, my body carried on the waves of
her belly and my cock driven inside her by her repeated slaps on my ass.

She did not release me till she had cum twice more. Even then she clutched
me to her breasts, forcing me to suck them like a baby while my hand
played with her clit.

"Good slut." she cooed, stroking my ass "You've made me happy. It's a long
time since I had foreign cock. Not since I was a dancer. I had many men
then but all of them treated me like a slut. But now I've got a foreign
slut of my own. You're going to be my dancer slut. You're going to dance
for my entertainment and then pleasure me. Chandrika will teach you
housework and I'll teach you dancing. You'll be our maid, our entertainer
and our slut. You'll enjoy that, won't you slut?"

"Yes madame." I said, meaning every word.

Going back upstairs I found my door locked. My briefcasee and my office
clothes were in the maid's room, once Miss Chandrika's now mine. There
were no sheets on the bed. Exhausted I lay down on the hard mattress. At
once a buzzer sounded. A light flashed on the wall indicating I was needed
in my, no Miss Chandrika's apartment. I hurried downstairs.

The door was open and Miss Chandrika stood there dressed in a short robe,
holding the crop in one hand and tapping it on th other. She looked so
sexy, so sweet, so strong. Despite my exhausted state my cock swelled
again.

"Not good." said Miss Chandrika "You very slow. Must come quick when hear
bell. Next time I beat!"

She looked at my cock and smiled her anger dissolving.

"Madame Samira pleased with dog. Dog make her happy. Now dog make Miss
happy. Come!"

She grabbed my cock and led me inside to her bedroom. Standing with her
back to me she removed the robe to expose her naked body. I gasped at the
sight she truly was a Goddess.

"Kiss ass." she ordered and I did so without hesitation. How I loved that
part of her anatonomy.

Acting on her instructions I then kissed the back of her ankles, calfs and
thighs, her lower back, her upper back, her shoulder and her neck and
then, still standing behind her took her little breasts in my hands and
massaged the to hardness, my efforts accompanied by her gasps and sighs.

She turned and I kissed and suckled her breasts, small as I have said but
with big brown nipples. I licked her belly and then she parted her legs. I
sank to my knees and made love to her wonderful pussy with my mouth,
clasping her ass as she clasped my head to her. When she came in my face I
felt only pride.

My cock was rampant now but she did not allow me to desecrate her brown
temple with it. I was ordered to kiss her feet then forced to crawl back
to my hard,lonely bed where I could only jerk off as I dreamed of my
cruel but kind Mistress.

For the next few weeks life continued like this. After my office work I
daily carried out all household duties under Miss Chandrika's strict
supervision then studied increasingly lewd dancing under Madame Samira. In
this field she was as strict as Miss Chandrika. I was dressed only in
transparent harem pants and top and any misstep was punished by being
turned over Madame Samira's big thighs and being heartily spanked. I was
obliged to service both ladies regularly but always when they demanded it.
 Sometimes this would be after my work/training but usually it was after I
had retired to my room. The buzzer rang night after night and I was
summoned to their rooms on the slightest of petexts only to be forced to
pleasure them. Madame Samira made full use of my tongue and cock but Miss
Chandrika still refused to contemplate having my cock inside her. Apart
from this though I gradually became accustomed to my new life as a maid
cum slut. I had no clue that our menage-a-trois was about to change
dramatically.

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