Chapter 1
Jeni's uncle and aunt met her at the tiny upstate airport. She looked at them sulkily as they said 'hello'. She was so angry with her parents for sending her there for the summer, that she was determined not to be polite.
"So," said Uncle Jack, "this is the girl that my sister thinks has no manners and needs to be taught them."
Jeni didn't answer, she just stared at the tiled floor. She could feel her uncle running his eyes over her young, fresh body, taking in her swelling tits, the slim waist below them, and the spread of her hips and thighs that drew his eyes to a pair of incredibly shapely legs.
Uncle Jack was younger than Jeni's mother, probably in his early thirties, and his wife, Mandy, couldn't have been older than twenty-five. She was a tall blonde, with a figure as good as Jeni's, and an arrogant way of carrying herself. She looked at Jeni as if she expected trouble and would know how to deal with it.
Uncle Jack didn't make her talk. He grinned and picked up Jeni's suitcase with an arm that bulged with muscles, and led her out to the car.
The drive to the hotel her uncle and aunt ran was a long one, up into the hills, well away from anything like the bright lights Jeni wanted. She sat silently in the front seat, looking occasionally at her uncle as he drove, one hand on the wheel, the other running through his dark hair, or flipping the tape player to get what he wanted. He was a big man, tall and strong, and Jeni hated him at once.
"So what did you do to piss your parents off?" he asked her, and Jeni ignored him. For a start, she didn't like people who swore like that. That had been part of the trouble. She always avoided boys who swore, but there was that night when one of them had gotten her alone at home and had tried to make her let him stick that horrible thing of his into her. Then her stepfather had walked in and assumed that she was a willing accomplice in the whole thing. From then on, things had gotten worse. Fights, arguments, and now she was here, being driven for a summer job as maid in her uncle and aunt's hotel, right in the middle of the woods. Things couldn't have been more bleak.
Finally they drove up to the hotel. Uncle Jack heaved her cases up the stairs to her room. Jeni was even more disgusted to find that she would have to share.
"This is Kerry," said Uncle Jack, "she'll show you where to put your things, and then you can come down to be fitted into your uniform."
Jeni didn't like the look of the uniform at all. It was a black maid's costume, cut low over Kerry's high thrusting tits, pinching her waist and stopping only just below the tops of her black mesh stockings. The little white bib and hat only made the whole thing look provocative, and Jeni was sure Kerry got a lot of disgusting remarks from the guests.
"Here," said Kerry as Jack left the room, "you can have that bed, and that'll be your locker."
Jeni wanted to ask Kerry what it was like to work at the hotel, but she was determined to be on bad terms with everyone, so she just nodded and slowly unpacked. She did study Kerry however, as she worked. Kerry lay on her bed, reading, with no thought of modesty at all. Her dress rode up over her thighs and Jeni could plainly see her black panties as she yawned and spread her legs. Like Jeni, Kerry was a brunette, though her hair was a little lighter than Jeni's. It was about the same length, falling in luscious waves below her shoulders.
Jeni didn't often compare such things of course, but Kerry was almost as beautiful as she was, her legs were as shapely, and her ass swelled with almost the same tightness under her skirt. Kerry's mouth was wide and sensual, her front teeth just showing as she grinned at the book she was reading. The cover was concealed in brown paper, but Jeni wasn't interested, anyway.
Kerry took her downstairs when she had unpacked. She led Jeni through the hall to the office where Uncle Jack and Aunt Mandy were waiting.
Jeni got another slight shock then. Aunt Mandy was now dressed in a tight black leather dress and thigh-length black boots. Her blonde hair fell round her face and she looked menacing to the young girl for some reason she couldn't quite understand.
"Well now, Jeni," said Aunt Mandy. "In the other room you'll find your uniform, so put it on and let's have a look at you."
Sullenly, Jeni went through the door her aunt indicated. There was a smaller, darker, dressing room behind, and her resentment got deeper. She was being pushed around like a thing-a dog they wanted to control. Well, she would show them they couldn't mess around with her. She slammed the door, but none of them seemed to notice.
She had troubled with the stockings for a start, her mother had never let her wear such sexy things, they would drive men to raving beasts, she said. As Jeni struggled to get the nylon up her slim legs, she listened vaguely to her aunt's voice through the closed door.
"Room Twelve, Kerry," she said, "and you know what they always want."
"Yes, Miss Mandy," said Kerry with a giggle. "I wonder if they can beat their record this time!"
"After what you did to them yesterday, I'd be surprised if they can get it up at all," said Aunt Mandy with a great laugh, and Jeni paused, her second stocking halfway up her thigh as she wondered what that could mean.
It was all very puzzling for Jeni, but there was something nasty about it, she was sure of that. She might have to call her mother to tell her this wasn't the place she should be working in.
After the stockings, the rest was fairly easy, though Jeni got the suspender belt mixed up for a while. As she examined herself in the mirror, she had to admit that she looked pretty good. She was beautiful, of course, she knew that, but the outfit definitely flattered her hourglass figure, and she even gave the broad belt a tug and pulled it in another notch. The top was certainly close to revealing the whole of her tits, and she eased it up slightly, so that at least her nipples were covered. The hem was a different matter. However hard she tugged, it was still high up her thighs, exposing almost the whole of her legs. Jeni didn't like that. It was her legs that had driven the boy insane with lust that night.
She went back to the office. Her uncle was reclining in the soft chair, regarding her in an amused sort of way as she stood in the center of the carpet and looked at them.
"Not bad," Aunt Mandy commented, walking slowly round the sullen girl. "Now, come on, look like you like it here. Smile, girl, come on."
Jeni stared at her as if she hadn't the faintest idea what she was talking about.
Aunt Mandy wasn't put on at all. She leaned on the desk, and she and Uncle Jack exchanged a knowing glance.
"Room Sixteen," he said. "One of our best customers. He wants a drink, bourbon and coke. For him you take a half bottle of bourbon and a large bottle of coke. You'll find them in the kitchen down the corridor to your left. Put them on a tray and take them up. We'll see how you do."
Jeni was almost ready to refuse, but she wanted to know more about the place before she did that. Silently, she went down the corridor and found the kitchen. There were several other young maids there, grinning and chatting round a large table. Jeni ignored them and tried to look for the drinks.
"Hey, cunt-face!" yelled one of the maids, an ash blonde, leaning her legs up on a chair, exposing her legs all the way up. "What you looking for?"
Jeni ignored her.
"I said, cunt-face, what you looking for?" said the maid, tossing her magazine onto the table.
Jeni was really mad now. "I'm Mr. Roman's niece," she said stiffly. "I'm here for the summer. And I don't like being spoken to like that."
The maid laughed and rolled her chair back. "Shit," she said, "you must be new. What you looking for? Maybe we might even help, you little cunt."
Jeni glanced round the kitchen and realized she would need help to find what she wanted. It was a cluttered place, a total mess, in her opinion.
"I'm looking for half a bottle of bourbon and a bottle of coke," she said.
The result was an uproar of laughter. "Oh shit, Room Sixteen," the ash blonde maid yelled, and almost rolled on the floor. "Well," she said, "we'd better make sure you get the right bottle, hadn't we?"
Jeni was mystified as one of the other maids got her half a bottle of bourbon and put it on a tray for her. Then the ash blonde came back with one of the long slim bottles of coke with the whorls round the upper part.
"Here," she said, "my name's Jaime, we'll be seeing a bit of each other, I suspect. You new at this?"
"I haven't been a maid before," said Jeni, and wondered why the room broke into laughter again.
Jaime didn't say a word, she just put the bottle on the tray and went back to her seat.
It wasn't too difficult to find Room Sixteen. Jeni knocked on the door and a man's voice called her in. Slowly, she opened the door and went inside. The T.V. was playing, but she didn't pay it any attention as she went over to the table and laid the tray down. Ignoring the man, she turned to walk out again.
"Hey, babe," said the man, "let's get a look at you. Turn around," he added as Jeni was almost at the door.
Jeni turned to tell him she had done what she was supposed to and that was all, but she got a shock that stopped the words in her throat. The man was a big, muscular character, blond, balding. He sat in a chair, watching the T.V. On the screen was a picture of a girl bent over a table with a man ramming his hard cock into her. She was moaning and thrusting her hips back at him. But that wasn't all. The man in the chair was wearing a robe and it was open. His own cock was sticking out and he played with it slowly, running his hand up and down the stiff shaft.
"You're new here, right?" he said, eyeing Jeni up and down.
Jeni was so stunned she replied. "Y-Yes," she said, "I'm Roman's niece." She tried to take her eyes off the man's cock as he ran his fingers over it, but she couldn't.
"His niece, huh?" said the man. "Now that's real dandy, that's real dandy." He stared at Jeni and she turned to leave again. "Hey, how about pouring me a drink?" the man demanded. "That's what you're paid for."
Jeni didn't want to go back into the room again, but she didn't want to get her uncle and aunt too angry on the first day. With a glower at the man, she went back and took one of the glasses from the table and opened the top of the is ice bucket. She poured a good shot of bourbon over the ice and reached for the coke bottle.
"I take it on the rocks," the man snapped, and Jeni put the coke bottle down, wondering what on earth he had asked for it for.
"Bring it here," said the man, and slowly, Jeni walked over to him. She gave him the glass, avoiding the television with her eyes, but she couldn't blot out the moans and screams of the woman, or the way she begged the man to do the most disgusting things to her.
"Well now," said the man, leaning back in his chair, his gaze riveted on Jeni's luscious body. "How about showing me some more, my little maid?"
"W-what do you mean?" Jeni asked, but she had an awful suspicion she knew.
"Ahhhhh, shit, a teaser," said the man, taking a drink of his bourbon. "How about starting by lifting that dress, let me see the rest of your legs? Huh?"
"What?" Jeni was appalled. She would go downstairs and tell her uncle what the man was suggesting. And then she would get to a phone to make her mother take her back home.
"I said, lift your dress and let me see those legs of yours," said the man, and he grinned at her again.
Jeni looked at his hard, coarse face, his mustache, his unshaven beard, and she was w revolted. "I don't know what you think you're saying," she said coldly, "but I'm going to tell my uncle about you."
The man suddenly laughed. "Oh, yehhh," he said. "I remember now, he said you might give trouble. Now get your ass over here and let me see your legs."
Jeni turned and fled. The man didn't pursue her. He just sat in his chair and roared with laughter. She heaved the door open and ran back down to the office.
"Do you know what that-that monster wanted me to do?" she gasped as she stared at her uncle and aunt. "He wanted me to-"
"Show him your legs," her uncle finished for her. "He's a real leg man, that's our Mark. So why didn't you show him your legs? They're more than good enough."
Jeni stared at him, her breath panting, her mind in a whirl. "B-but he had a-a movie on and I think he wanted me to ... "
"You bet he did," said Aunt Mandy. "And that's the way we run this hotel. So you'd better get used to it, sweetie pie. This is how you're going to spend your summer."
Jeni couldn't believe her ears. "B-but, Uncle, Aunt, you can't expect me to do those disgusting things," she gasped. "Sex is, is awful, it's depraved, it's-"
Jack flung his head back and roared with laughter. "That's my sister's girl," he said. "It's a wonder she ever had you. But then," he added and he leaned forward, "it's mistakes like you that make everything worth while, isn't it?"
"B-but why did she send me here?" Jeni asked, close to tears.
Uncle Jack shrugged. "I don't know. But now that we've got you, you can get we're going to train you just right. Now get back up there and do as he says. That's what maids in this hotel do."
He looked at Jeni and she burst into tears.
"No!" she screamed, "I won't do it, I won't!" She clasped her hands to her face as she shook with terror and anger.
"I'll ask you one more time," said Uncle Jack, leaning back in his chair while Aunt Mandy gave a soft chuckle and walked over to a closet in the wall. "Go back up there and give him what he wants."
"I can't, I can't!" Jeni sobbed. "I-I'm a virgin, and I . . . "
Jack's laughter rang around the room. As Jeni stood there, her face in her hands, he reached for the telephone. Jeni's sobs got louder as she heard him talk.
"Hey, Mark," he said. "We've got a real cherry here, you want first shot at it?"
Jeni turned and tried to run for the door, but her aunt blocked her. "Not so fast, little girl," she said with a dreadful smile, and Jeni screamed as she saw the long curling whip in her hand.
"Okay," she heard her uncle say, "but you know the rules, she has to beg first, we don't want any unwilling sluts here now, do we?"
Jeni screamed for help, but Mandy had her by the throat and pushed her down to the floor and held her. Jeni stared in utter horror as she saw her uncle standing over her.
"Now," he said with an evil smile. "It's time to start training you for your summer here."