“Very good girl,” he remarked with a smile, a certain glint in his eyes that made me both worried and pleased.
Mr. Romy is hot, rich, and a total jerk. Unfortunately, he’s also my boss, and he has a proposition for me: Become his personal maid
He promises to double my salary and give me a private room in his enormous condo, and I’m too eager to accept. I don’t ask about the sexy maid outfits
he wants me to wear. When he commands that I kneel at his side while he eats, feeding me bites as he goes like I’m a pet, I’m humiliated and aroused.
Part of me thinks he must do this to all his maids, but when I find out that I’m special and he’s never had someone like me before, my desires definitely rule out reason in favour of raw passion. He wants my innocence
, to claim me for his own, to take me unprotected
, and the moment he commands me to lower my panties, I obey.
I always obey.