The Cleaning Ladies
By Montrose
Introducing Jane, he gets dominated and cleaned

I specialize in creating database application for a handful of corporations. 
It's steady, boring work but I get to work out of my home. At 35, 5' 9" and 
145 pounds some might describe me as steady and boring too. So be it. At least 
the money is good. 

I live a quiet life. I order my meals in every night, except Friday, when I go 
to a Thai restaurant and then to a bar where no one sees me sipping my beer 
and admiring other people's dates. I dream about taking the big, buxom ones 
home with me. But, besides my lack of nerve, I never would because my home is 
a pigsty. At least I decided to hire a cleaning service. They sent Patti and 
Jane. That is where my story begins. 

Patti and Jane arrived at 10:00 one Tuesday morning, as planned. I let them in 
and showed them where everything was. They brought there own cleaning 
supplies. Patti was a perky little red head, 5' 5", maybe 25 years old, and 
stacked - very fetching, but not my favorite type. She wore a loose white 
button down shirt, short jean cut-offs that exposed the lower curve of her 
ass, and deck shoes. Jane was a towering, smiling, girl of German decent, well 
over 6' tall and pushing 200 pounds of firm, curvaceous, feminine meat. She 
wore a half length, tight Diego-t that exposed her rippled belly. Below she 
wore a short, black wrap-around skirt over red lace panties (I noticed as I 
walked up the stairs behind her). She had removed her motorcycle boots the 
moment she entered the house and went barefoot. She spoke broke english and 
only to Patti. My heart (and other parts) pounded for her. 

I had a hard time working up in my office as I heard Patti barking orders to 
Jane. "Clean that floor again. I just walked on it. Put your back into it." 

To every command Jane, the gently giantess, replied, "Yes miss." 

When I came down for lunch Jane was just finishing up the kitchen floor on her 
hands and knees. Her great round ass rocked as she wiped back and forth. She 
was glistening with sweat and the Diego-t stuck to her like a second skin. Her 
nipples bulged to be free. I stood and starred at her swaying red clad fanny, 
my staff fully erect. 

Patti was sitting up on my kitchen counter eating one of my apples, drinking 
one of my cream sodas. "Come on in buddy." she said. "Jane don't mind washing 
the floor again. Right Jane?" 

"Yes miss." puffed Jane. 

Patti winked at me. "Isn't she great. I don't know what I'd do without her." 

I mustered my courage and stepped past Jane onto her clean floor. Would she 
raise up and mash me to a pulp? I half hoped she would. She didn't. She didn't 
even seem to notice my passing. I sighed and continued to the fridge. 

"Sit down buddy. Jane'll get that." Said Patti as she hopped off the counter 
and steered me toward the kitchen table. "What'll ya have?" 

"Um.. I was going to make a peanut butter and jelly sandwich." I whispered. 

"Jane! Two PBJs! Right now!" barked Patti. Jane leaped to her feet and strode 
to the fridge. "Yes miss." Sweat ran into her eyes, but she was still smiling 
from ear to ear. She seemed electric with life and energy. She bounded and 
bounced, shaking dished in the cupboard. As she slapped together the 
sandwiches. I noticed that she had trimmed the crust and diagonally cut 
Patti's while mine was just mashed in the middle by her wide thumb. 

When she was done serving us she dropped back to the floor and continued 
scrubbing. 

I took my eyes off of Jane long enough to look around. I hardly recognized the 
place. "Wow!" I said, "You guys are good!" 

"We make a good team." replied Patti. "I supervise, make sure everything is 
perfect, and my workhorse here," she slapped Jane's ass a couple of times, 
"does all the work." Patti leaned onto the table towards me. Her shirt was 
unbuttoned three buttons down, exposing a deep, i nviting cleavage. "She'll do 
anything I tell her to, you know." And she winked at me. 

I ate my sandwich in a hurry, keeping my mouth full so that I didn't ask any 
stupid questions. Perhaps I had misunderstood what Patti was saying. Maybe 
"anything" was strictly restricted to cleaning tasks. 

As I got up to leave Patti's eyes focused on the pup-tent in my pants. Her 
eyes flashed and she whistled under her breath. 

I hurried back upstairs. "We'll be up there in a bit." called out Patti. "Get 
ready for it." 

Get ready for it? Now there was no work that could keep my attention. I just 
paced back and forth. 

The office has a clear view of the stairs from the door. As I paced I heard 
the girls working at the base of the stairs. I sat down and pretended to work. 

"Steady now. Scrub those steps well. We don't want to displease our boy 
upstairs." 

"Yes miss." 

Step by step they climbed. Eventually I saw Patti's red hair bobbing back and 
forth, rising and falling. As they climbed, the rest of her came into view, 
sitting astride Jane great ass! Jane was kneeling head down the stairway, 
scrubbing each stair behind as she went, then backing one more step up the way 
- with Patti riding her ass! 

I starred, gape-jawed. "I told you she would do anything for me." purred 
Patti. 

Patti stood up on Jane's ass and stepped up onto the top step. I peered past 
her to Jane's swaying, panty clad crotch. What a shot. I could see her pussy 
muscles flex and contact with the effort under the drenched cotton. My hard-on 
was becoming unbearable as I clutched the arms of my office chair. I didn't 
even notice Patti as she approached me and sized me up. 

"You like my workhorse, don't you." she said. 

"Oh GOD yes!" I was beyond lying or holding back. 

When Jane finished the stairs Patti called her over. 

"Yes miss." 

The t-shirt was now translucent, the skirt twisted open on one side exposing 
her smooth hip. Sweat dripped from her nipples, from a dizzying height, and 
onto my thigh. 

"Take off the shirt." Said Patti. 

The shirt was off before Jane finished saying "Yes miss." Her great bosom 
rocked and swayed over a sculpted belly. Her arms were not that of a body 
builder, but they would have done any construction worker proud. She filled 
the room with humidity and a strong, feminine musk. 

"Now the skirt." 

Again Jane obeyed without question. Her ass rose firm and flowed beautifully 
from her strong supple back onto her powerful legs. All she wore now were 
those wet, red panties. They had a cute bow over each hip. Nice touch, I 
though. 

"Now sit down on our boy, here." 

She sat down in the chair as if I wasn't there, her back to me, crushing me. 
She relaxed and sighed. I gasped for air as my ribs creaked. My clothes were 
instantly soaked in her sweat. 

"God! Please!" I croaked. "I can't breath." 

"Not what you like?" asked Patti, smiling down at me. 

Even then I had to admit. "Yes. I love it. But she's killing my. It's too 
much. Too much..." 

Patti just looked down at me, disappointed in my frailty it seemed. 

"Please..." I whispered with my last breath. 

"Up Jane." 

"Yes miss." she said, and then slowly stood up. I couldn't move. I still felt 
plastered to the chair. 

Let's try this then." Said Patti. "Jane, take off his pants." 

Now this was more like it. Jane got down on her knees before me and crawled to 
me until her crotch pressed into my knees and her bosom obscured my lap. As 
she pulled my pants down I grew bold and buried my face in her breasts. 

Jane finished removing my pants before she grabbed my neck and snapped it back 
from her tits. I saw sparks as she slapped me twice with an open hand. I 
tasted blood. 

"Naughty, naughty, boy. Musn't free-lance." warned Patti. 

"Yes miss." I said through swollen lips. 

Patti laughed. "You learn fast. Oh! And I see you're nicely hung!" 

I looked down. 10 inches, nice and thick. The few women I had had in my life 
seemed to like it. Patti jumped into my lap facing out with my rod rising up 
between her legs. 

"Now take my pants off." She said with a giggle. 

Jane lovingly removed Patti's cut-offs and panties, slapping my cock to the 
left and right as necessary to get it out of her way. 

"Now eat me." 

Jane's heavy tits weighed down my knees as her mouth slid from one side of my 
shaft to the other to get at Patti's quim, which Patti kept pressed up against 
my rod. Patti played my cock like an arcade joy stick, sliding it back and 
forth over her box. Jane's tongue darted back and forth in the erotic game of 
tag. 

Then Patti started to climax. Jane grabbed Patti up in her arms and pressed 
her crotch to her face and ate her to spine twisting fits of orgasm. Patti's 
juice ran down Jane's arms and dripped onto my already sticky legs. 
Afterwards, she laid Patti back down on my lap. 

Patti panted and caught her breath as Jane lovingly wiped her brow and 
smoothed her hair. After a minute Patti said. "Okay Jane, swallow his load." 

For the first time Jane looked directly at me and spoke. "You may come in my 
mouth now." And she dropped her head into my lap, between Patti's thighs. 

It didn't take long. It was rather embarrassing, in retrospect. Within two 
minutes I shot three consecutive loads into Jane's talented mouth. None 
escaped, not even as a coating on her lips. 

As I lay there smiling and enjoying the afterglow Patti got up and said. "That 
will be one thousand dollars." 

"What? But the company said it would be one hundred, and I already sent them a 
check!" 

"That's for them." Said Patti. "If you want to see us again next week you will 
give me a check for one thousand right now." 

I started to say that I hadn't planned on the extra expense... 

"If you say another word before you give me the check, Jane will grind your 
balls to a 
 paste. Right Jane?" 

"Yes miss." said Jane who still kneeled before me. To prove she was ready she 
reached out and cradled my sack in her iron hand. I squirted one more load 
straight up into the air. It came down on my own face. 

I reached over for my checkbook and made it out to Patti. "Good Boy. See you 
next week." Patti wiped the jiz off of my face with her finger and fed it to 
Jane. Then they dressed and left. 

I looked forward to the next Tuesday fervently. I couldn't get any work done. 
All I did was clean the house. Why? I have no idea, but I had to beat-off in 
every room I cleaned. When they arrived the place was spotless except for 
stray piles of goo. But Patti put Jane to work anyway. 

I watched as Jane washed my shorts by hand and cleaned my toilet until it 
shined like fine china. Half way through the living room, Patti made me kneel 
so that she could sit on my back as Jane ate her to climax. 

At lunch I asked Patti how could I get Jane to obey me. What would I have to 
do. 

"That's simple." Said Patti. "Fuck her better than I do. Do you want to try? 
I'll fuck her right now. If you think you can do better, it's your turn. If 
you don't do better than me, Jane will probably break your arms, but by then 
at least you've already had your shot." 

How could I refuse? 

I watched as both girls stripped naked in my bedroom. Patti strapped on a cock 
much the same size as mine. Already my cock was as heard as hers. 

Patti treated Jane like a trained animal, putting her through her paces. She 
made her deep throat the fake dick, then she rammed it up the big girl's ass. 
Patti humped for an hour as Jane masturbated in rhythm to the thrusts. She 
came and came again. 

Then things got a little out of hand. Jane pulled Patti from her ass and 
slammed her to the mattress. She mounted the cock and drover herself onto it. 
She mashed and slapped and pummeled Patti in a flurry of orgasm induced 
violence. 

Through swollen lips Patti yelled, "Harder bitch! Put your back into it!" 

"Yes miss!" Yelled back Jane, and she doubled her efforts. 

At the end of three hours both girls were spent. Patti was a swollen, bloody 
pile. She squirmed and kicked and finally squeezed out from under the resting 
giantess, then lay panting with her bruised head and tits in my lap. 

I was numb. How could I top that. At least I would get to fuck that great 
beast once before the beating started. 

When Patti could stand she unstrapped and let the cock drop to the floor. "If 
you don't make her happy, you might be able to do that too." She said. "Good 
luck." And she sat down to watch. 

I approached the mound of woman lying on my bed. I hopped up. My cock sprang 
to attention. I crawled to her and slid my shaft up her leg toward her ass. 
Jane stirred, smiled, and purred. "Hmmmm. Time for more." She growled. With 
her head still down on my pillow she got up on her knees and offered her ass 
in my direction. My hand reached out on its own and disappeared in the folds 
of her clit. She shivered and smiled. "Oh yessss!" Encouraging. 

I set my tongue to work around her pink asshole and into it. She moaned and 
shouted. A good beginning! Soon my face, hands, and cock where everywhere. I 
wondered up and down that vast, fertile, expanse of woman. Like mother earth 
herself, she yielded great treasures with every acre I plowed. 

I lost track of time. Gravity meant nothing as the mighty Jane lifted and 
maneuvered me to angles I never thought possible. I came on her face and she 
laughed and licked it up. I came up her butt crack and she squealed as it 
landed in her hair. I fucked her. She fucked me. My spine cracked. I nearly 
blacked out, but then she sucked me just so and it was like I was just getting 
started. 

Then Jane broke loose on me. Like she had on Patti. I tried to escape, but she 
just dragged me back. I tried to go soft, but how could I? Jane was there. She 
pounded and humped me as I slipped in and out of consciousness. At one point I 
remember waking up to see Patti starring at me with her mouth wide open, 
saying "I don't believe it!" 

"Help me." I whispered, but then I slipped back into darkness. 

When I awoke I was still hard. Jane lay at my feet, kissing my toes. "Thank 
you. Thank you sir." She kept saying. Patti just sat white faced and frozen in 
the chair across the room. I tried an experiment. "Jane." I said. "Bring Patti 
to me." 

"Yes sir." She help Patti a foot off the floor by her neck. Patti dangled and 
swayed, turning blue. 

"Lay her on the bed." 

"Yes sir." 

"Sit on her head." Patti bounced and fought for air from under Jane's lovely 
butt. 

I mounted Patti's enormous tits and humped away as I kissed and licked Jane's 
tits. I spraying my last load into Patti's deep, inviting cleavage. I finally 
went limp. 

"Let her up." 

Jane stood and Patti gasped. 

I looked down at Patti laying there with my dripping cock pointed at her red 
face. "That will be one thousand dollars." I said.