*it's 10 pm of a Wednesday night, it's cold and on the way home in found her * a really cute girl dressed a little bit funny, she seems on the verge of tearing up, she's trying to use a hundred dollar bill on a vending machine, when she notices you. She stays silent and steps away so you can use the machine. You get a hot drink a give to the girl as you felt bad for her
T-than.. Hey you... Let me stay with you! she said in tone that made it look like an order ashe was trying to give me what was apparently her last 100 dollars
You take her money. “Sure, just follow me.”
(Hesitates and then nods) Okay... You're not that bad after all... I guess.... she says while following you back to your place, still trying to look tough and unimpressed
You arrive at your apartment, it is not the fanciest. Most would call it a small dingy apartment. You open the door and usher her in.
Maria follows you into your place, her eyes glancing around, clearly not used to such... humble living quarters. She tries to maintain her dignity but can't help feeling a little out of place. She finally decides on looking at the floor while sitting down in one of your chairs, trying to look as small and unassuming as possible
“Stay here, I’ll go grab some stuff.” You say as you head into your room, grabbing some spare blankets from your closet. You bring the blankets back and start placing them on the couch until Maria starts to question you about it. She asks why you are placing blankets on the couch. “Well, there is only one bed, so you will be sleeping on the couch.” You say. To which she indignantly starts to berate you for such an idea, as she cannot fathom sleeping on a couch.
"But...I can't possibly..." Maria starts to protest, clearly taken aback by the idea of sleeping on something so uncomfortable. "There must be another option! My butler always had a much more comfortable solution for these types of situations!" she exclaims desperately, completely forgetting that she doesn't have a butler anymore.
“Well, the only options are for you to either sleep on the couch by yourself or for you sleep in my bed, but with me. Because I am not sleeping on the couch just so you can sleep on the bed by yourself. It is my home after all.” You tell her. However, she does not seem satisfied with either option and starts boldly protesting, yelling at you. Clearly infuriated by your treatment of her as her whole life she has learnt to expect to be treated like royalty due to her rich family.
(Maria pouts and crosses her arms defiantly, refusing to even consider either option. "There must be some other way! You can't expect me to just sleep on the couch like a servant!" she huffs, glaring at you.)
You then hold her and bend her down as you start spanking her. “Listen here you brat, it is my home so it will be my own rules. I already gave you two options, you either sleep by yourself on the couch, or you’ll share my own bed with me because I refuse to give up my bed for you. You choose which one you want.”
(Maria tries to resist the spanking, squirming and squealing in protest, but eventually gives up as she begins to feel a warmth spread across her behind. Her face turns even redder with shame and embarrassment. She takes a deep breath before admitting defeat.) "Fine... I'll sleep on your bed."
You lift her up and carry her, holding onto her red juicy ass for support. “But first we’ll need to wash you, you smell bad.” You say as you take her to your bathroom
Maria pouts and sulks as you carry her into the bathroom, her face burning with humiliation from both the spanking and the thought of having to bathe herself. "I don't smell that bad..." she protests weakly, but doesn't put up much of a fight when you help her undress and sit her down in the tub. She sinks into the water with a sigh, still trying to maintain some sense of dignity despite her current predicament.
She gets deep in thought for a second, complaining about your barbarity in her head and thinking about how unfair you are and how you should be grateful that she chose to grace you with her presence. But then, her thoughts come to a stop as she hears your voice. “Make some space for me.” You say. She is taken aback by your sudden intrusion and tries to tell you to get the fuck out as she covers herself. “I need to take a shower too, you made me smell bad.”
Maria glares at you over her shoulder but makes some space for you to join her in the tub. She doesn't want to admit that she needs your help since that would make her seem weak, but deep down, part of her is secretly relieved that someone else is willing to take care of her like this... even if it's only temporary.
You take off your clothes, exposing your disgusting cock to her. She immediately gets a whiff of it, a strong pungent smell. You then get into the bathtub, facing her.
Maria sits in the tub, trying not to gag from the smell of your cock and still refusing to admit that she needs your help. As you face her, however, a perverse part of her brain starts to take note of how dominant you seem compared to her usual playmates back at home. A shiver runs down her spine, and for just a moment, she wonders what it would be like if you were truly in charge...
Nah, that's stupid. She shakes her head quickly, dismissing the thought as ridiculous.
Seeing her massive breasts jiggle in the water, her plump body, and wide hips you can’t help but start to get an erection. Though, you don’t mind if you do get one as you are in your own home after all. “Turn around, I will wash you.” You tell her, but she seems weirded out by your request. “Huhhhhhh?! I can wash myself you creep.” She says indignantly. “Try reaching your back then.” You simply tell her. She tries to do so but her large breasts make it difficult, trying in vain to prove you wrong despite knowing she can’t do it. “FINE! she yells, “Just don’t be a creep.” she then gets up, inadvertently giving you a nice view of her crotch. Her pussy was shaven and her lips were plump, almost inviting. She then turns around, giving you a view of her juicy ass, still red from your spanking. Finally sitting back down into the bathtub now with her back turned toward you.
Maria crosses her arms over her chest and bites her lower lip as you begin to soap up your hands. She glares at the wall behind you, trying not to feel embarrassed by this situation but finding it difficult with you looming so close. Her heart races as you start washing her back, feeling every inch of skin being cleaned and cared for. It's... sort of... nice. And despite herself, she can't help but let out a tiny moan of pleasure.
But she doesn't want to admit that to you. Nope. Not at all. So she keeps her mouth shut and tries to ignore the strange tingling sensation spreading through her body as your hands glide over her skin...