~By Kitti Omi~
He always stands right beside me, like a guard. He always protects me, he is my shining armour, or so I like to believe. He will always stand tall next to me, like a tower. Sadly, to him I’ll just be his toy, his slave. He only cares about me because I satisfy him, he just uses me yet… it feels so good. When he puts himself inside of me, it fills me up with so much pleasure; the way he grabs and tugs at my wavy ash blonde hair, the way he thrusts himself deeper into my body just… makes me want him even more, even though I feel guilty.
“Tom, fancy coming to mine tonight?” I knew what he meant by this, not even pausing for a second I nodded instantly. I waited impatiently for the alarm to ring; Friday for me and Ryan meant fiery and passionate night in. We took the bus back to his place, after the journey that seemed to drag on forever we finally reached our destination. We made our way into his bedroom, the bed was messy, automatically I tidy it. “Why did you do that?” Ryan asked flirtatiously his amber eyes filled with lust and greed. I scowled my eyes at him, he laughed playfully and flipped his black wavy hair.
“Now, now behave and put these on for me.” He handed me some black and white unfamiliar clothing. I made my way into the bathroom and put on the clothing. A-A MAID?! “Come on Tom, the master is waiting.” He said teasingly.
He grabbed me by the collar of the sexy maid lingerie, “you’ve been incredibly cold recently, I think it’s time for some discipline.” “Y-yes master,” I said shyly. He pressured himself slowly on top of me, I flinched when I felt the heat of his body on top of mine. “Don’t worry, master will treat you gently.” His lips, slowly started to peck at my neck. He started to then gently nibble at my ear, each time putting more and more pressure into it. I let out a slight “ah” filled with both pain and pleasure, mostly pleasure. I felt it grow hard in my maid outfit. Ryan looked at it, instantly knowing what I wanted; what I needed.
Like a wild animal ripping at its enemy’s throat, he ripped at my maid outfit. When I was completely bare, he thrusted himself into me, gasping for air I managed to breathe “Ryan, I love you.” Suddenly, it stopped; he looked at me with deep sincerity in his eyes “You have no idea just how long I’ve been waiting for you to say that. I love you too, Tom.”
