When I was offered a place in MasterMike's mansion as a live-in sex toy and part-time cook, I figured it would be an easy job. Spread my legs for some bored yuppies, cook the occasional meal and have free room and board. I should have known better. I picked myself out a room and settled in for the night, and when I heard Midnite get up the night morning I went and cooked him some bacon and eggs. I was cleaning up the kitchen when the door opened behind me. Before I could so much as turn around I was roughly shoved forward and bent over the counter.
I was wearing a knee-length skirt and blouse, not slutty but attractive. I couldn't see who it was, but he shoved my skirt up to my waist, yanked down my panties and rammed himself into me.