Sieq vs. Mimi

"In that case, you're hired!" The sinfully smelling woman said, taking his words as him agreeing to working for her, and it wasn't like he was going to be telling her no, especially with how the scent instructed him to agree with her. "Now, why don't we have you demonstrate your capabilities? You can decide on which of your skills you wish to show off first, whether that is your strength, your proficiency at cleaning used clothing, or simply moving from this chair over to that bed~"

Nearly a slave to her aromas already, Sieq couldn't imagine refusing the job, and now he was wracked with anxiety. Just being in this room was so arousing, he feared he'd lose his nerve entirely at any second. "Y-y-yes, mistress." He agreed, already addressing her by a proper title. The horny, submissive pervert wondered what to demonstrate to her first. "How could I shoe you my strength, mistress?" He asked, hoping that act would be the least likely to leave him addicted to her.

"That'll do... Oh, but it is too late for us to head to the gym, and it'd be such a shame to get out of this dress. I'll have to think of some other way to test your strength. Hm... do tell, would you say your strength lies with endurance or are you more of a rapid burst of energy?" His new mistress asked the nearly addicting half-dragon.

"Th-that dress does look amazing on you, mistress...." Sieq admitted without even knowing it, finding it perfectly normal to praise her beauty without a second thought. He gulped and tried not to imagine her stripping down for him as he answered her question. "I like to th-think I have a good amount of endurance, I'd say that's closer to my strong suit." He replied, wondering where his mistress was going with this.

"In that case, we can lump you demonstration of endurance to when we occupy my bed, which means we can either do that now, or you can show off your cleaning skills," His mistress said, turning what he though was his safest options into another require he'll have to fulfill while they have intercourse later... or right now if his love making is what he chooses to demonstrate now.

Great.... that didn't work. Welp, it was either open sex or cleaning her clothes. Either was probably going to leave him spurting his seed, unless the commands from her aroma continued to order him to hold himself back. "I c-can try to show off my cleaning skills, mistress." Sieq meekly replied, knowing that going along with this would render him her horny slave, but unable to find the will to refuse. Besides, even if he tried to, she could surely use some more of her aroma to bring him right back to submission.

"The laundry room is right down the hall, but I'll still lead you to it since it's your first time," His new mistress told him, "Tomorrow is usually the day someone cleans my workout clothing, but you'll be taking care of it tonight. They are all in that bin over there." Amora pointed out the bin to Sieq, but from his perspective, the air tight bin of dirty clothing looked more like a bomb of aroma waiting to be unleashed.

"Oh, and just so you won't be too surprised, it just doesn't feel right to not have these kind of lacy stockings on, so you'll find some dirty ones of these in my work out clothes," She added as she struck a pose so she could show Sieq the stockings she was talking about.

Sieq gulped and went to the bin, picking it up as Amora posed for him, having a strong urge to fall to his knees and worship her stockings right now. "Those stockings look amazing on you, mistress~ It's a blessing to all who see you that you wear them so often." He praised her before forcing himself to go down the hall to the laundry room. He'd be alone with her smelly, used clothes and stockings..... he was doomed.

With all the distractions, scents and temptations messing with his mind, Sieq missed that Amora said she'd lead him to the laundry room, meaning that there'd be a witness to whatever he did with her used clothing. He made it to the room without guidance, and 'unfortunately' for him, it appeared that the washing machine and dryer were out of order, meaning that he'd have to resort to cleaning his mistress's clothing the old fashion way.

Unaware that his mistress was watching him, Sieq gulped and started with unsealing the bin. Knowing that it would barrage him with all of the scents at once. He wasn't sure how he'd react to it all, but he had a feeling that it wouldn't be graceful, or anything to be proud of.

As soon as Sieq opened the bin, an explosion of scents hit him. The scents could be best described as a sweet perfume that was intentionally made to also smell similar to sweat. Inside the bin, there were a wide variety of garments, ranging from stockings and panties to yoga pants and tube tops.

Sieq was visibly dazed and unbalanced by the scent, using all of his strength to not fall over face first into the bin. All of the clothing inside looked like they felt amazing, would smell amazing on their own, and would look amazing on his mistress. And, he had to clean them.... by-by hand! He looked around for some soap and sponges and a water source to do things the old-fashioned way. He knew it'd be a disaster to try using his tongue.

Well, he was in the laundry room, so there was readily available supplies of soaps, sponges and water... but could he really indulge not even a little? His mistress was unbelievable rich, so all her clothing must be made of the finest material, it would be a shame to not even feel them once. And then there was the scent, it was overpowering and erotic when is all radiated into his nose, but what would it be like if he only took a single article of clothing and smelled it?

Sieq gulped and started by taking a stocking from the basket after he gathered the cleaning supplies. Holding it in his hands, he couldn't help himself. He held it to his nose and gave it a single, fervent sniff, telling himself that he'd start cleaning properly once it was over. He even rubbed it a little on his face, imagining his mistress stepping on his face as he did. At this rate, as soon as his mistress's scent gave him leave to climax, he'd do it almost on the spot.

With the luxury feel of the rich woman's stocking rubbing against his face, as the half-dragon took a deep whiff of his mistress's scent, he noticed a slight change. Besides the erotic smell of sweet sweat that was ingrained in the dirty stocking, Amora's lingering and commanding aroma changed a little. It now gave him the go ahead on cumming... no, it wasn't even just giving him permission, it was instructing him to climax, almost as if it was rewarding him for indulging.

Sieq moaned rapturously and bucked his hips, a stain of semen forming on the tent in his pants that had been there every since beholding his mistress in all of her glory. He rode out his orgasm by rubbing the lewd legging all over his own face and taking needy, desperate sniffs. Forgetting himself as his lust outpaced all of his other faculties.

"My, my~ You believe you're unsupervised for a moment, and this is what you do? Well, that's quite a depressing show of your cleaning skills... but that is made up for with the entertainment factor," The voice of his mistress rang out now that he had climaxed, making herself know to the half-dragon, "Well, I don't believe your leaning skills will show themselves now that you're so horny, so shall I assist you in relieving yourself?"

Sieq tensed up in embarrassment and fear, dropping the stocking and turning around to face his mistress. "I.. well.. you, er..." He couldn't manage a proper sentence or a cleat response, his mistress's presence too overwhelming and provocative, and his own mortification too great. He was like a deer in headlights, with one beauty of a car ready to run him right over.

"I'll take that as a yes~ Now turn away and take off your pants and underwear, you can clean those along with my clothing later," Amora purred as she went over to her basket of dirty laundry, waiting for Sieq to face away so he wouldn't see what she was going to grab out of that pile.

Sieq had nothing in him to do anything but obey. He turned his back to his mistress and started taking off of his clothes, his limbs slightly trembling as the anticipation got to him. He didn't dare to look before she was ready, perfectly obedient for his mistress.

Once he was ready, Sieq didn't even get a moment of mental preparation before Amora made her move. In the blink of an eye, Sieq felt her hefty chest press up against his back as her arms looped around him. With one arm, Amora covered his mouth and nose with a stocking covered hand, giving him no choice but to breath in her sweet sweat, while with her other arm, Sieq got to feel the refined silk of her stocking as she used it as a sleeve to cover his manhood, which she promptly began to jerk off.

Sieq erratically moaned, leaning back into his mistress's body as she covered both of his heads with her stockings. His eyes watered and every breath came with a slutty whimper as he inhaled her concentrated and perverse scent, and his cock quickly stood at attention for her smooth, luxurious legwear. It was erotic overstimulation to the extreme, leaving him spasming in the arms of his breathtaking mistress.

"My, my~ You like this so much, don't you~ It'd motivate you so much to do you best while working for me if we did this before every single time you clean my clothing, right~" His mistress cooed into his ear as she kept his face and manhood trapped. Every time Sieq was finally getting used to her handjob, Amora changed it up ever so slightly, sometimes speeding up or slowing down, sometimes gripping tightly or barely at all, but even with the slightness to it, each change was very tantalizing to the half-dragon.

Sieq eagerly nodded to her teasing, she was exactly right. This felt so nauseatingly and mind-meltingly good~ He sniffed and sniffed and sniffed at her stocking, willingly trying to get himself drunk on her fumes and completely under her thumb. Her handjob was almost enough to beat him on its own, and he regularly writhed at her sinful touch. His cock was leaking and aching already, putting him at the brink of a defeat.

"Oh, I just remembered something. We haven't signed any paperwork for your employment. I guess this stocking will do as a replacement for that boring stuff~" His mistress continued speaking into his ear as her stockings and scents dominated his nose, cock, and mind, "So, if you really want to work for me, soak my stocking with all your seed~"