Renting out my body: Lara Pipers

Am I glad this week is finally over. I don’t know if I could handle another day of getting fucked so hard. I don’t know how Kathrine does this every day, not only the hard sex but the normal workload as well.

I walk out of the building in a pencil skirt for the final time this week, and meet the tech crews in the same parking garage they left me in. They hooked me to the machine and we waited for the real Kathrine to show back up.

I was starting to worry that she wasn’t coming back after thirty minutes had passed since she was supposed to return, but she ended up stumbling in drunk, and from the looks of my body, she got into a few fights.

The tech crews strap her in and we swap back to our original bodies. I immediately get hit with all the effects of alcohol. My vision is blurry, I can barely walk, and I feel like making an ass of myself for almost no reason.

The tech crew loads me into the van and straps me down, and I hear them talking with the client a bit before we leave. Then it’s off to the facility for my special rejuvenation bath. After this, I once again felt brand new, which was good, as somehow I had another client already.

It seemed I was trending on the website, and I was getting rented out like crazy, I currently have three clients waiting in line for me. Luckily since I spent a week in a body, I get a minimum of two days off to relax, which I take full advantage of.

I enjoy my body and all its comforts I’m used to and then two days later return to work. This time I was hauled off to a big mansion on the very wealthy side of town. There the tech crew and I meet up with a petit and very cute maid that works there.

They hook us up to the machine, swap us, give me a ton of paperwork and everyone including my old body leaves me at the mansion. After they leave I look down at myself, wearing this maid uniform was even more embarrassing than the skirt suit from the other day.

I also don’t understand why so many girls are writing me out lately. I’ve spent more time this month as a girl, than as a boy. I’m so used to a female body, it’s actually kind of comforting to be in, which is a scary thought, imagine me deciding to be a girl full-time. Yeah right.

I look through the paperwork and I’m not surprised to find out that I’ll be working as a maid for the entire time that I’m here, speaking of, how long am I in for this time? I flip the page and my jaw drops, this rental is for two weeks.

That’s my longest rental ever. Two weeks, I’ll be spending the next two weeks in this fragile tiny female body, cleaning some rich dickheads mansion. I’m starting to wonder if this job is worth the hassle.

I continue flipping through the papers, and I actually feel relieved to see that the client hasn’t given consent for sex. Last week was exhausting getting fucked every day, I definitely needed a break from it, even if it was really great.

I flip back to the first page and read the name I’ll be Lara Pipers, and she’s nineteen? Wow, she’s a young maid. I can only think of one reason a rich old dude hires such a young maid, and boy am I glad consent for sex wasn’t given.

With that all out of the way. I went inside and started cleaning. Thanks to the papers, I had all the info I needed for her schedule for the next two weeks, so I just had to check it every once in a while to see what was next.

It was about three days later that the owner of the house came home. I quickly found out that he was a pervert, as expected. He tends to administer punishments when his maid doesn't do as she is told, which was what happened when he got home and I wasn’t there to greet him.

He took me over his lap, lifted the bottom of my dress up, and started slapping my ass as hard as he could. It hurt like hell, and I was nearly crying, but there was another sensation that was overpowering the pain and embarrassment.

You probably guessed it, this body gets aroused by getting its ass slapped, so every time he did it, I left his lap with my panties soaking wet, and I’m pretty sure he knows about it, as he tends to make up silly rules just to punish me.

By the end of the week, I had to do a load of my own laundry due to all my panties being soaked and used. Of course, he caught me in the middle of it, and since I had no panties on due to them all being dirty, he once again punished me.

He put me over his knees and began to slap my bare ass. Each slap was harder and faster than the last, and each caused this body to get even more worked up, and eventually by his twelfth slap, this body climaxed and I exploded all over him.

This seemed to please him, and he took a pair of my panties, and all his clothes soaked in my fluids and left. I didn’t see him for the rest of the night, but I could hear him making weird noises in his room.

I finish up my laundry while ignoring it, and then I proceed to the rest of my chores. The whole time I was thinking about what he did to me. Yeah, it was incredibly hot, and I may have enjoyed being overpowered and dominated in that way, but did that count as sex?

I hope not, either way, I’ll report it. I don’t think I’ll get into trouble since I didn’t actually do anything, but the tech guys will never let me live it down once they find out I cummed all over a man who was slapping my ass while I was in a female body.

The worst part about it, is I still have a week here, and now that the pervy master of the house knows he can make me cum, I’m sure he’ll do it again. Telling them it happened once is one thing, what kind of man will they think I am if they know it happen two, maybe three or more times, and why the fuck does the thought to fit happing again turn this body on?