Smut Book

Maid - Vinnie Hacker

~humiliation, Dom!vinnie, teasing, Sir kink, dirty talk, bdsm, praise kink, breeding, rough seggs~ 

I walked to the door, hearing someone knock again. "Coming!" I shouted, unlocking the door wondering who the hell it was. I opened it to see a delivery man, he handed me a package before saying bye. I closed the door back over, locking it again before shouting on Vinnie. "Baby, there's a package here for you" I put the box down on the kitchen counter, hearing Vinnie run down the stairs. "In all honesty, it's from me to you" He smiled sitting across from me. I smiled back, cutting through the tape with my black acrylic before opening it. 

"Why have you got something for me so late at night?" I asked, smiling to myself wondering what he had got me, excitement coursing through me. A shocked expression fell on my face when I pulled it out. A black mini dress with white ruffles, a white ruffled choker and cuffs. A maid dress. I stared at the outfit and hadn't even realised Vinnie had moved behind me until I felt his breath on my neck. "I want you to wear it" His voice was low as he whispered to me. "To be more precise, I wanna fuck you in it" His lips pressed gently against the skin on my neck. 

I stuttered as I tried to reply. "Would you want that?" He asked, his hands gripping tightly onto my waist. I nodded my head, a new kind of excitement running through my system. "Go put it on then" He smirked, watching me as I ran up the stairs with the clothes in my hand. I changed in the bathroom quickly, pulling the dress up and removing my underwear before tightening the choker and cuffs. I ran to the room, looking at myself in the standing mirror. The skirt barely covering my ass, my tits held nicely - I looked like a slut. 

"Wow" I heard Vinnie voice from the door as he closed it behind him. I rolled my eyes, walking over to him to place a quick kiss on his lips. He groaned looking down at me in my little outfit, which barely covered me. "Give me a spin, baby" He demanded, sitting down on the edge of the bed. I slowly turned round, my ass practically on show as I reached the back before turning back to face him. I felt the cool air hit me, making goose bumps form across my exposed flesh. 

"How do you feel?" He asked, sitting back on his elbow as I stood between his legs. "Humiliated" I replied, looking down to meet his gaze. A wide smirk spread across his lips and the tent in his sweats grew larger. "Omg that's what you wanted" I replied, smacking his thigh. He nodded his head and pulled me into his lap, his bottom lip between his teeth. "I like seeing you all helpless and begging for me" He smiled, his lips centimetres away from mine that if I puckered my lips, we'd kiss. My breathing suddenly got really heavy, my arousal thickening as I pictured the next few hours.

Vinnie loved to dominate me, he loved seeing me squirm underneath him and if we're being honest he knows I love it as much as he does. I love being degraded, and when it comes from Vinnie it just does wonders for me. Vinnie knows my limits as well as - maybe even better - than I do, which is one of the reasons I allow him to go so far in the bedroom. We have a safe word: "Pineapple". I've never used it before, I just let him use me. 

I melted into his touch, his lips fighting against mine and claiming dominate quickly. His hands ran up my thighs and under the ruffled skirt, his hands squeezing my ass making my mouth open into the kiss. "I want you" Vinnie whispered against my neck, moving his lips further and further down. "use me" My voice was quiet, but he heard me. Soft moans left my mouth as his fingers ran through my folds, spreading my wetness around. "My pretty little thing, hmm?" His voice was soft, though his intentions weren't. He pulled away from my neck, allowing my forehead to press against his, our eyes staring brightly into each other's as we sat there.

I smiled, my bottom lip drawn between my teeth as his eyes scanned over my body. Analysing each curve and bend as though he was never going to see this again, taking a mental picture he could look back on in the years to come. My hands ran through his hair, playing with the soft curls between my fingers as his danced across my thighs. His lips peppered kisses across my chest, sucking lightly at my skin whilst his fingers continued to tease me.