Krist's Kinks

Kink 4: Role Play

I smile deviously. Sometimes I wonder if I was always this smartass or did my dear phi influence me somehow ? Coz what I had come up with was pure genius. Absolute fucking genius.

It all started with P Jane and P Nham complaining about Singto being a total child and making them feel like his parents. They were complaining about having to clean his room since he made a mess outta it all the time.

My cute phi had puffed his now chubby cheeks and declared he would hire a maid.

And if you know me, I think you get the drift. *wink wink*

Yes! I am his maid, and I honestly can't wait for him to walk in, expecting to see some woman and seeing me instead.

I'd be damned if I let anyone's grabby hands come near my phi, except mine that is.

So I am all dressed and ready for my phi to return from an outing with his friends, and when the doorbell rings, my breath hitches. HE IS HERE! Be still, my heart!

I rush to open the door, and when I do, there he stands, on his phone, grumbling about something.

"This P Jane really- did he actually get me a maid!? Kit is gonna chop my head off, or worse, put me on probation! Lord help me!"

I raise my eyebrows. So his greatest worry is about being put on probation??? Seriously!?

I clear my throat rather loudly, and he starts speaking, still not looking up.

"Yes, so uhm, whoever you are, please leave my house, and please take P jane with you. And-"

At this point, he looks up and his eyes widen comically and he stutters.

"K-Kit?"

"Hmmm?"

"What are you- no wait." He enters the house and slams the door shut. Looking visibly pleased with himself, he then goes back to gaping at me.

"What are you doing here, and why are you dressed like this?" His eyes trail all over my body and then come to rest on my face.

"Being your maid." I step closer to him and whisper in his ear, "Master."

"Wow, uh I-"

"But I heard you don't need me... should I leave with P Jane?" I ask, batting my eyes innocently. He always gets horny when I give him that expression.

He vigorously shakes his head.

"NO... you are going to stay here, right here." he is using his mild dominant tone now, which tells me things are getting heated.

"But you told me to leave, master."

"Yes, and now I am telling you to stay. You wouldn't wanna be a naughty little maid now, would you?"

He grabs me by the waist, and plays with the hem of my maid dress. I push him away, and walk away from him, humming one of his favourite songs.

"Well then, I better get to work, right?"

He plunks down on the couch, and I am pleased to see the bulge in his pants. I haven't even started the show yet, and he is already hard! I want to see his face when he realises that I am wearing no underwear.

"Better do your job well then." He says as he lightly grabs my ass.

I am getting horny now, and I decide to not beat around the bush. So I directly bend over in front of him to pick up the stray piece of cloth on the floor (placed there very strategically by yours truly).