Patron Reward: Artemis the Muscle Maid (Patreon)

Another returning Patron OC. I'm sure there's some level of an audience who comes here for the patron stories (at least to some extent). Not like I don't write many rewards on here I wouldn't at least consider myself anyway, just from how fans and followers work. Anyway, teasing muscle monstergirl nun!

uncle a few months ago, including his spacious mansion. It had everything from a pool to a tennis court to a small private library.

His parents had decided to use a chunk of the inheritance on an extended beach vacation. Considering that Henry hated flying and was freaked out by swimming in the ocean, he’d opted to stay behind and house sit instead. He had thrown a party and the house had never fully recovered. He had the decency to get all the trash but he couldn’t find a broom in the giant place to save his life.

He had signed up for a visit from a premium maid service, figuring it was the easiest solution. He only had to wait a day and his cleaner was knocking on his door the next day. He never would have guessed his maid would be somebody like Artemis.

Artemis was huge, tall and broad with grape green skin. Her short hair and eyes were a darker shade, but still notably green. She was dressed as a French maid to look the part, but her door-blocking height, thick muscles and huge tits kept her from looking the part. She wore the frilly black and white skirted outfit with fishnet stockings covering her massive thighs and powerful legs. They blended in surprisingly well with her tattoos that resembled fish scales running from her wrist to her shoulders, with more peeking out between her leggings and the too short skirt. A large bin of cleaning supplies was tucked under one mighty arm.

“Can’t believe Nyx talked me into… oh. Hey,” she said with an annoyed looking frown that she tried to crack into a fake smile.

“Washed Up sent me over. You the Henry guy?” she asked curtly.

Henry was too absolutely stunned to answer right away. He had a thing for big girls, and Artemis was enormous. His head only came up to her shoulders, placing him in a sweet spot to stare up at the amazon while able to stare at her round breasts and stocky figure.

“Yea! That’s me! Thanks for showing up.”

“Uh huh. Whatever. I got a job to do.”

Artemis saw herself in, shouldering Henry out of the doorway. He turned and watched her set her stuff down, bending over to sort through everything. It proved just how short her skirt was, riding up and flashing a thong stuck between her big round green buns.

“Do you mind if I watch?” Henry asked as he stared at her ass.

“Don’t see why not. It’s not like watchin’ a girl clean is that entertaining.”

“We’ll see…”

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Henry followed her, idly watching as she worked around the house. He wasn’t disappointed as he got to see the tall green cleaning lady at every angle and none of them were disappointing. Bending over to clean a table squashed her breasts out over the surface. Bending over showed off her round and fuckable ass. Even when she cleaned under a couch, her powerful arms could lift one end single handedly while she swept with the other. She ‘d occasionally drop crumbs or something between her breasts, casually pausing to sweep a broad hand across her deep cleavage.

Henry was content to let his arousal simmer in silence, at first. Artemis had him quietly concealing his erection as best he could but he was starting to realize he was approaching his breaking point. It all came to a head when Artemis started dusting the ceiling in the living room. She only had to stand on a stool to reach that high, but that wasn’t the most impressive part. He had seen her bent over several times, but watching her reach overhead seemed to show off everything at once. Her back muscles tensed through the opening in the back of her outfit. The skirt rode up higher than ever and her stretching leg muscles made her glutes tense up so that her impressive ass swelled and stood out even more than before. It was practically naked as the thick cake swallowed up her thong.

Henry started to sweat. He could barely hold out from doing anything to her from the sight alone, but Artemis started to grunt as she got the hard to reach spots.

“Stupid… hard to reach cracks. Get in there already,” she groaned as she leaned in, sticking out her ass.

The vague invitation was all he could stand! Henry’s urges overtook him and he pounced on the tattooed amazon. Whether she quit the job, reported him to her boss, or just beat him to a pulp like she obviously could, he would accept the consequences as he pressed his face into Artemis’ ass. She gave a short gasp as he kissed and worshiped the big green butt.

“H-hey! What’re you doing back there?!” she demanded in a flustered voice.

At first, Henry just moaned, running his hands over her perfect ass cheeks. They roamed over her hips and thighs, admiring her sexy curves and muscle with his praising touch. He ran his tongue up the curve of one of her buns before biting into the soft muscle.

“Mm! I can’t help it! You’re so hot already and then with the sexy outfit… how could I not?!” he gushed.

Henry’s hands ran over her tight uniform. She stepped back down, getting closer to level with him. It backed her ass up right into him, bumping the booty right against his erection. He moaned and ground against her, hotdogging his bulge between her cheeks. His hands naturally found their way to her breasts, groping them shamelessly.

“Geez, you got it bad,” Artemis noted.

“You’re damn lucky you’re cute or you’d be out that window right about now.”

The muscle maid stepped away from him and Henry half-expected her to leave. Instead, she sat back on the nearest couch, her thick legs spread out shamelessly.

“Well? Have at it. Let’s see what you’ve got.”

Henry was already unable to keep his hands off her. Having an open invitation was all he could have asked for at the moment, so he grabbed the front of her outfit. He pulled it down her front, letting her big green breasts bounce out. Henry was about to grab as much of them in his hand and mouth as he could when Artemis reached for her own chest instead. He briefly wondered if he had been teased with her offer before she simply ripped the top half of the maid outfit off completely. It left her in nothing but the black thong, high heels, and fishnet leggings for what little they covered up. Wide, darker green areolas surrounded her hard nipples.

“These things are flimsy as hell. I’m not coddling them this whole time, and you better not go easy on me either,” she said in some combination of both a threat and a request.

Henry climbed into her lap, grabbing a tit in each hand. He couldn’t fit all of one in his palm but that didn’t stop him from trying. He buried his fingers into the rewardingly soft yet firm orbs, bobbing them upward to feed her nipples into his mouth. He sucked on them greedily, the faintly salty taste of her body indicating the light sweat she’d worked up from all her cleaning (and lifting) his furniture. Artemis gave a low, almost curious hum as she shifted her weight, spreading her thick arms across the back of the couch. She got comfortable while clearly letting him appreciate and worship her body, but it also made her muscular thigh slide under his legs. It flexed lightly as it rubbed beneath his balls, giving him something to hump against like the dog in heat that he felt like.

“Mm… not bad, little man,” Arty purred, brushing a hand over Henry’s hair.

He swallowed hard as her simple approval sent a shiver down his spine. It trailed all the way down to his dick, twitching and drooling out a glob of precum that seeped between the seams of her fishnets. He ground against the thin, ribbed fabric as he sicced his hands and mouth on the amazon’s body, caressing, licking and pleasing every bit of flesh he could reach. Artemis’ low grunts and moans acted as his guide to focus on her sweet spots, massaging them with his lips, fingers and tongue.

He whipped out his cock and slid it between her thighs, bumping against them and her abs. He tugged at her thong, exposing her pussy before settling between her. Even then, the big and stocky woman just chuckled and spread her legs, letting him fully fit inside her. The warm and inviting pussy felt so good and soft, especially attached to the mighty maid. He panted as he kept groping blindly over her tattooed curves and muscles, his eyes shutting tightly as he pumped into her pussy. He had felt teased by her all afternoon so it wasn’t long before he tensed up.

“I’m… I’m gonna…” he moaned.

“Then do it, wuss,” Artemis said with a flash of a fanged smirk.

Her lusty dare pushed Henry over the edge. He shuddered and came inside her, his cock pulsing and overflowing into Artemis’ pussy. He clung tightly to the brawny maid, not that she seemed to mind in the slightest. She kept grinning as she watched him finish humping inside her solid form.

After letting him catch his breath for a moment, the green beauty finally crooked a finger under Henry’s chin. She tipped his head up from resting on her plump tits and smiled in his face.

“Looks like I got one more mess to clean up. C’mon.”

She stood up, easily lifting Henry off his feet to let herself rise. She set him back down and started walking towards the hall.

“Where are we going?” Henry asked but he found himself already following her.

“The sauna. Best way to clean this shit up and sweat it out a little,” she explained.

“This place has a sauna?”

Artemis snorted a laugh as she walked ahead of him. She stripped off her thong, stepping out of it expertly as she kept walking before losing the rest of her clothes. She left them in a lacey black tail in her wake, smudged here and there with his pale cream.

“I saw it when I got the floor plans to clean this shit up. I was gonna hit it on the way out but since you got so handsy and made things interesting… I thought it was a nice time to clean you out of my ass and snatch.”

Henry blushed at her blunt decision making. He was captivated by her bouncing green buns right in front of him when he considered what she’d said.

“But I didn’t cum in your ass.”

Artemis’ broad palm smacked against one of her fat cheeks, making it wobble perkily against the tautness of her strong glutes and thighs.

“Not yet, you haven’t. You gonna pass up the chance and make a liar outta me?” she teased.

Henry blushed sheepishly, but he hurried to follow her even closer.

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It turned out that his uncle really had gone all out on the mansion. It had a small changing room leading into the sauna (redundantly similar to the one by the pool) where Henry finished undressing. He and Artemis stepped into the steaming hot room and the massive maid sat on one of the long wooden benches. She patted the spot next to him and Henry sheepishly accepted the invitation. Artemis wrapped a long, strong arm around him, cradling his head between her armpit and bicep. He was keenly aware of how quickly she was working up an even muskier sweat from the steam room. She just hugged him closer and wrapped a strong hand around his cock, pumping his shaft until he was putty in her hands. Apart from his rapidly hardening manhood, of course.

“Atta boy. You got good taste, you know that?” Artemis purred in his ear.

Even her damp hair was draped over him as she held him close. The mix of protective and powerful energy the woman gave off was exciting, making him easy pickings for her to tease and turn him on. Her gentle caresses with her fingertips and hard pumping all felt amazing as he just moaned and leaned in against her, his head spinning between the heat and arousal. He was soon gasping, right on the verge of finishing as she kept him teetering on the edge of cumming.

“You’re gonna save room for more, right?” she warned gently.

When Henry nodded, she ran her thumb up his balls and the base of his shaft.

“Good boy,” she chuckled right before he orgasmed again.

He squirted into his hand, which Artemis casually wiped off on her hand on her thigh. Without any prompting, she moved to all fours on one of the seats. Her tall body took up most of it as she arched her back, raising her meaty buns like an offering to her horny customer.

Even fresh off his orgasm, Henry went right for her big green booty. He gave it a few more hungry licks and kisses before he started to hotdog his cock between her sweaty ass cheeks. Her sweat and his spit offered up some smooth, natural lubricant, coating his dick by the time he slid it into her. He immediately felt its tightness, and again as he went up to the hilt in her asshole when she grunted and clenched.

“Ooh yea~! That’s the good stuff,” Artemis grunted huskily. She shut her eyes and bit her lip, starting to thrust back against him.

Henry went along with it, fucking her without any worry about harming the big buff maid. She clearly took control anyway, humping back with her thicker hips and tightly gripping asshole setting the pace. She moaned as he seemed to hit a sweet spot inside her booty, making her bounce and hump harder. Soon Henry was clinging to her hips for dear life as her pelvis smashed into his. He could feel it rocking through his hip bones as she threw all her powerful body back into him.

“Yea… yea yea! That’s it! MMM! Right there!” she grunted louder and more passionately.

She pushed her hips back harder than ever, pushing Henry completely back against the wall. He heard something pop in his joints as she gasped, lustily grinding her ass into his lap in short, rapid, and very powerful thrusts. The meaty clap of her ass cheeks on his lap and lower belly filled the room, almost drowning out her high-pitched cries as she shuddered bodily. He couldn’t even feel the quick gush of her cum washing over his legs; they had gone numb about halfway through, crushed between her butt and the wall as his own cock pulsed inside her ass, filling her latest hole with his seed. She gave a few last, instinctive rolls of her hips, rubbing her cummy ass over him before she slid back away from him. Henry just mumbled some feeble nonsense of a moan, falling flat back against the wall where she’d fucked the last bits of energy out of him.

Artemis casually finished cleaning herself out before deciding leaving him collapsed in the steam room wouldn’t be best for the guy paying her bills. She lifted him up again and set him on the bench in the changing room. She stretched out her brawny body and glanced at a clock.

“Well it’s gettin’ pretty late. Looks like this’ll be a two-day job. You’re cool with that, right?” she asked, glancing briefly at the completely speechless young man on the floor.

“I’ll take that as a ‘yea.’ Seeya then!”