The Coercion of Scum

"Ah~ what to write~ just write, "My girlfriend Jasmine is working in a maid's shop, maybe it's a uniform but she has a good body, I like it very much."

"...Master...such a small fried egg can't write so many words..."

Surprised by my molesting and recalling her humiliating memories, Jasmine squeezed her slightly flushed face and reluctantly bit her lip to say this.

Hahaha, the eyes were so terrifying, as if I was about to shoot a 40-meter knife to cut me off.

"Haha, there is really no way. Then write a ‘love’ in a normal way~"

I am also a reasonable master.

"Ok."

Jasmine frowned slightly, and scribbled on it.

"Then master, please use it slowly."

She bowed to me politely.

What a well-trained maid~ I usually look at the fried egg with emotion—

There were two words written on it in ketchup: "Die."

Damn, what is this?

"Ahem."

I cleared my throat a little, and in order to teach this wayward girlfriend a good lesson, I continued to make demands.

"Hey, Miss Maid, I want to serve, I don't know if it can be?"

"Hey? What service is the master?"

Jasmine couldn't think of me stalking and stared at me unkindly.

"I want to enjoy the service of'Miss Maid's Footsteps'."

I made up a service casually, and then unfolded my body carelessly.

"Wh, what, what is it!"

"It means literally."

"You, you, you, you are a pervert!"

Jasmine suddenly became confused, her snow-white pretty face flushed with shame, and she hugged her body tightly.

"Really, I think the lady maid has a S-like temperament, so let you step on me a little bit."

I started to shame, and started shaking and squatting on the sofa, and the sound was almost audible outside.

"Wait, wait a minute, don't disturb others!"

Jasmine finally panicked and hurriedly begged to come over and cover my mouth:

"Okay, I will do it!"

As if making up her mind, she suffocated her anger and said to me softly.

"Yeah~ Then please trample on my chest at will~"

I laughed like a child, and Jasmine seemed to think that she would actually associate with this kind of pervert, and also made such a perverted request, the indifference in her eyes grew a bit thicker.

"You, you really are a scum..."

She gritted her teeth and untied the straps of her shoes, unwillingly sticking out her beautiful black silk feet from the maid's shoes.

Then I pointed the soft black soles of the stockings at me, bit the tender lips slightly, separated the long legs, and stretched out the beautiful legs with the skirt.

"Deadly perverted, you remembered it for me."

Following her threatening words and a cold expression on her face, I felt a flexible object touch my belly and began to walk jerky through the clothes.

Ah, so soft feet.

So happy to be called out.

Ah~No...If Jasmine's S attribute is really developed, won't I be suppressed.

Slightly squinting, I saw Jasmine blushing, tears in the corners of her eyes as if she was being bullied, holding on to the wall with two small hands, she began to tilt her waist, and slowly placed the sole of a beautiful leg on my belly. Step on it back and forth.

The black silk nylon rubbed the clothes, making an ambiguous sound, and the curve of the beautiful legs became clearer and clearer in front of me.

"Ah~"

I couldn't help calling out.

It's not good, it's too bad.

Chapter 9 Stepping

"You... don't make any strange noises!"

Her face became more and more shy, Jasmine couldn't help staring at me angrily, but the strength on her feet increased a bit unknowingly.

The beautiful and slender legs wrapped in black stockings have been walking around, I feel very comfortable, so of course there is no way to make a sound.

So even though my mouth was responding to her, my brows flicked rhythmically with the force of her calves.

"You...you pervert! Rubbish."

Jasmine still couldn't help but yelled at me, but fortunately, she continued her small movements very professionally.

Wipe, what is the profession of a trampling maid!

"Eldest sister...Although I have called a maid trampling service, it does not include verbal abuse~"

"Eldest sister...you are ready to go."

As a result, Jasmine cursed me even worse.

Damn, why haven't I found my girlfriend's feet so flexible before.

Fortunately, she received the money, so it is only natural to take care of the willfulness of the guests.

I always feel that the sporadic stomping of beautiful feet interrupted my thoughts. It is obvious that contact with a rough belly will give my soul out of my body!

"Hahaha, Jasmine, you are particularly strong today~"

"Seeing trash like you makes me feel more and more uncomfortable."