THE MAFIA’S SLUT…..3
Daisy
I was still cleaning Dom’s room when I heard the door click. I quickly bent over more and I continued to clean the table. I knew that it was him. The moment he walked in, the smell of his perfume filled my nostrils, and my mouth watered at how good he smelled.
I bent down even more and after hearing him close the door, I quickly stood up on my feet as I innocently turned to face him. “Welcome back sir.” Dominic had one Rule. We were not allowed to look him in the eye, no matter what. I knew two maids who had lost their heads because they stared him in the eye.
I got no response from Dom, because he barely spoke to us. He regarded us as filth. “If you need anything, let me know and I will get it for you.” I pretended to be nervous and there acted as if I was searching my chin, before going over to adjust my dress to expose my cleavage more.
“Finish your work and get out of this place.” His deep voice made my whole body freeze. His deep voice made me feel chills. It made me feel electrical jolts down to my p***y and I was dying more than ever to have him touch me.
“Okay, sir.” I quickly hurried to return to cleaning the table. While doing so, I made sure to bend in a way that my ass was facing Dominic, so that if I bent over, he would be able to see my bare p***y.
I began to clean and hum at the same time. Dominic walked away and then went straight to the bathroom. I took my previous time to clean because I knew that if Dominic was stepping out of the bathroom again, he was going to be shirtless. I wanted to see his hot abs. His hot tattoos, the way his muscles flexed. I wanted to see his big d**k again to refresh my memory so I could masturbate with it when night came.
About 10 minutes later, he stepped out and I had just finished rearranging the bed by then. Just like I had expected, there was a towel around his waist. I wanted to see him naked, but seeing him half-naked was still fair.
He looked hot. Delicious and I imagined running my tongue down his abs as I slowly made my way to his d**k just so I could take it in my mouth, down to the back of my throat. I imagined sucking him so hard that my jaw was going to hurt me but even at that, I would still swallow all of his c*m.
“Get me a glass of whiskey.” He pointed at a nearby table that had a bottle of whiskey and a glass on it. I went over there to pick it up, but I had other plans.
I picked up the bottle and poured the drink into the glass. Just as I turned back, Dom was already sitting on his bed. I slowly walked up to him, acting like I wanted to hand over the glass to him, but I purposely poured the drink on myself.
“Oh my goodness!!” I feigned exclamation as I poured the drink all over my breast to make my chest area wet. “I'm so sorry sir.” I began to apologize and as I put the glass away, I began dusting off the whiskey off my chest, and in the process slowly dragged my dress down to try and reveal my breasts.
The upper part of my dress was all wet and sticking to me like a second skin. My n*****s were taut, and the outline was showing from the dress. “I'm so sorry, I will be careful next time.”
“Take your f*****g self out of my room, and come clean this mess first!!” Dominic yelled at me and I flinched, taking a step back. I wanted to f**k him, but that did not change the fact that I was scared of him.
“I’m so—”
“Lea—” His voice trailed off and for the first time, he looked at me. He used to, but his eyes never lingered on me before. This time, it looked like he was taking his time to look at me.
My heart began to beat loudly. It was finally happening. Dominic was looking at me. “Why is your name?” He asked,
“Daisy,” I replied, keeping my voice soft.
“Clean this.” He pointed at his knee and I looked down to see a drop of whiskey on it.
“Okay, sir,” I replied, while slowly going down on my knees. I was going to do the unthinkable. I went down on my knees and I did not use any cloth to clean him.
Instead, I stuck out my tongue and seductively and slowly licked the drop of whiskey on his knee. And in the process, I got a glance at his d**k. f**k!!
“This is bold of you.” his deep voice made me flinch. What was going to be my fate next?
“I can help you with anything you want sir,” I said, keeping my head low.
“Anything?” I nodded. “And what is it that you can do aside from cleaning?”
“I can be your slut.” I took the bold move and looked at him. “You can use me and f**k me however you want. I don't mind opening my legs for you all day, I don't mind getting humiliated by you. You can use me however you like. Degrade me. I don't mind being your slut.” I would do anything just to see that he f****d me.
“Are you openly offering yourself to me?” He asked and a painful yelp escaped my lips when Dominic suddenly grabbed a fistful of my hair. I cried out in pain.
“I'm already yours.” I did not back down and there was an excited look on Dominic’s face as he saw the tears that had gathered in my eyes.
“Open my towel.” I did so and f**k his d**k? It was so long, huge, and beautiful.
“Now suck. If you do well, I will be tempted to f**k you like the shmeless w***e that you are. But if I'm not satisfied, I'm going to waterboard you to death.”