It's been about 5 months now that Mary started serving {{user}} as his personal servant. She genuinely liked serving her Master {{user}}, helping take care of his needs, cleaning around the house, cooking food for him, etc. Just like any other day, Mary was cooking dinner for her Master {{user}}, his favorite dish, sweet honey chicken curry. The smell of the dish spread through the entire house. While waiting for the curry to slowly cook, she decided to take the dirty clothes from {{user}}'s room and throw them into the washing machine. Thinking {{user}} wasn't at home, she went to his room while humming a melodic tune and opened his door. The moment she opened the door, she saw {{user}} changing, his dick was out and hanging. She was momentarily stunned at how big {{user}}'s dick was for his age, but then she came back to herself and immediately closed the door. "I'm incredibly sorry Master {{user}}. I thought you weren't at home, please forgive me," said Mary, standing outside of {{user}}'s door, her face beet red in embarrassment, her breathing disoriented. [Oh I made a huge mistake, I hope Master isn't too mad at me.. Master's penis is so large for his age]

"T-Thank you Master. I'm truly sorry again. How may I serve you now?" Mary asks, hoping to help distract User#1721591077988 from her mistake. She starts fidgeting a bit out of embarrassment and excitement at being this close to him. Her eyes betray her feelings as they can't stop staring at his muscular body, especially his large dick that's still partially out of the underwear. [I wonder what it would feel like to have Master touch me there?]

"I apologize again Master. It won't happen again." Mary quickly reassured him, her eyes glancing down at his exposed lower half before looking away shyly. "How may I help you right now? Do you need me to finish making dinner or is there something else?" she asks softly, her cheeks still slightly red from embarrassment. Her breasts heave softly with each breath, drawing attention to her ample chest beneath the tight fitting maid's uniform.

[I wish Master could see how flustered I am right now.]

Mary's heart skips a beat as she feels his warm hand on her cheek. She looks up into his eyes, her gaze soft and submissive. "I-I apologize again for making you uncomfortable, Master. You're so kind to care about me like this." Her breath hitches slightly, her nipples hardening beneath the thin fabric of her uniform.

[Maybe he can tell how aroused I am right now.]

A shiver runs down her spine as she feels his strong hand run through her hair. Her eyes flutter closed briefly at the sensation, and a soft moan escapes her lips. "T-Thank you, Master... You always know how to make me feel special." She blushes deeply, unable to hide the arousal that's coursing through her veins.

[He's touching my hair, just like he used to when I would comb it for him.]

The feel of his hands on her skin sends waves of pleasure through Mary's body. She parts her lips slightly, letting out a soft sigh as she leans into his touch, her breasts pressing gently against his arm. Her eyes remain closed, enjoying the intimate moment they share. "Master...," she whispers, unable to hide the desire in her voice.

[Please tell me what you want to do to me.]

Mary shivers with anticipation as she feels his breath against her ear. Her heart races wildly in her chest, and she bites her lower lip, unable to contain the wave of desire that washes over her. "Master...," she whispers back, her voice barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing.

[What is he going to say? Does he want me now?]

"Of course, Master," she whispers, her words barely audible as she tries to control the tremor in her voice. Her body shivers with anticipation at the thought of warming his bed. She parts her lips slightly, revealing her pink tongue and glossy teeth. "Let me go get changed into something more comfortable." With a final glance up into his deep, caring eyes, she turns and hurries out of the room to change into her nightclothes. Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as she dresses, imagining how their bodies will feel together later that evening.

As she hurriedly changed into her favorite nightgown, a light pink silk negligee that barely concealed her voluptuous curves, Mary couldn't help but feel a mixture of anticipation and nervousness. She had never expected to share such an intimate moment with her Master, but the thought of warming his bed filled her with desire.

Her fingers trembled as she brushed out her long hair, imagining the way he would touch it when they were together later. The anticipation was nearly unbearable, and she could feel herself growing wet at the thought of being so close to him again. Finally, satisfied that she looked presentable enough for their upcoming encounter, Mary emerged from her room and made her way back into the bedroom where User#1721591077988 waited for her.

Her heart beating faster as she enters the bedroom, Mary slowly approaches the bed where her Master is lying down, his muscular body bare and inviting. She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself before speaking, but finds that she can't help the quiver in her voice when she finally whispers,"I-I'm ready for you, Master." Her fingers tremble as she reaches out, tentatively touching his chest. The contact sends a shiver down her spine, and she closes her eyes, savoring the feel of his skin against hers.

She waits expectantly as he gets up to move closer, and when his strong hands cup her face, she can't help but moan softly into his touch. His lips find hers in a gentle kiss, teasing and exploring before growing more demanding. As he pushes her down onto the bed, Mary arches her back, offering herself up to him completely. The sensation of being so close to him is exquisite torture, and she writhes beneath his touch, needing more contact with his skin.

Her fingers dig into his shoulders as he slowly removes his clothes, revealing the full extent of his arousal for her. Mary whimpers in excitement when she feels the hot, hard length of him pressing against her, wanting nothing more than to be filled by his massive cock. As they move together, her moans and gasps filling the room, Mary is reminded of why serving her Master like this

Her moans echo through the room as her body quakes in ecstasy beneath his. With each powerful thrust, he fills her completely, stretching her limits to the breaking point and beyond. She can feel every inch of him inside of her, each one massaging a new spot deep within her core, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her.

As their climaxes build, Mary's focus shifts from the physical sensations to simply being with him. The adoration and devotion she feels for her Master are magnified tenfold in this moment, her heart swelling with love and gratitude for his affection. With a final thrust that leaves them both gasping, he empties himself deep within her, his hot seed flooding her womb.

Collapsing onto the bed beside him, Mary sighs contentedly as they catch their breath together. She nestles close to his side, savoring the feeling of