Short Story: Being His Maid

Female's Point of View - Hypnosis

I think that maybe...
Oh god... hhhmm... Fuck that feels good...
What was I saying? Right... I was wondering how my life got so... Well... Kinky! Don’t get me wrong, I was never the prude sort of of girl and my sex life was as wild as any young and attractive girl could be. I explored and experimented with a rather healthy range of experiences and for the most part, it was all fun.
But I admit it was never as wild and kinky as... As...

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Oh fuck... hhhmmm... Fuck... Again? GOD!

That’s the stuff... Wh... Where was I? Right... Kinky...

How did I go from there to here? If I’m honest, I know that my life has become incredibly weird and non-conventional. But then again, I can’t say that I feel weird about it. I definitely can’t say that it feels wrong. If anything, it feels so fucking good I can barely think straight!

Who knew that you could spend most of your day in near constant orgasms?

Wave after wave of pleasure keeps crashing into my body as I go about my daily routines. I’m not even sure where the waves come from anymore... It all started... When I met Greg... I think... Yeah... I guess it started when he...

Oh fuck... HHHMMMM.... FUCK! GOD that feels good...

Wh... What was I saying again?

Pleasure... Yeah... I know I didn’t feel so much pleasure before I started to go out with Greg. That much is certain. Then again... It wasn’t this intense at first... Was it? I have trouble remembering things clearly now a days. The pleasure just keeps wiping my thoughts away... I think...

It’s hard to think about regular old boring stuff when you are constantly aroused. I mean... You try to think about your career when you feel like a delicious cock is stroking itself inside you. You can of course... But after a while, you kind of... You know... Just think about the cock.

I didn’t use to think about cock so much... Maybe when I first started to have sex and was a horny hormonal mess, but it was never this... This...

OH GOD! hhhhmmmMMMMHH! Fuck... 

Wh... What was I saying? Right... Cock... Delicious cock... It’s hard to think about anything else these days. Like my brain got rewired somehow and was focused only on cock. His cock... God he has such an incredible cock. It’s like my own personal deity. My every waking moment feels like I’m just waiting for my next chance to worship it. Feel it... Pleasure it... Not to mention the constant naughty dreams I have about it. 

I feel like it all should be weird or possibly wrong... Like I should feel so intensely about my boyfriend’s cock. But I just can’t seem to find anything wrong about how I feel. Not today anyway... Maybe if I would have been confronted with these feelings back before I met Greg. 

I guess it was all so... Gradual... I never noticed how I started to change...

I never noticed what I was becoming. I... I...

OH FUCK!!!! GOD!!! HHHMMMM!!! I... Fuck that was good... 

What... What was I saying? Something about Greg? Greg... God I love Greg... Even if he is a little quirky. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve grown to love his quirky side. I would never have pictured myself wearing skimpy maid outfits around the house, but now I do. 

I do because Greg asked me to wear one a few months ago and I felt like indulging him. Ever since then, I kink of grown to like it. I love the way I feel when I wear one. How it makes me look... How it inspires him...

Another quirk he likes is to treat me like I was his personal sex toy. It started off as a fun role playing evening. I was wearing one of my earlier maid uniforms and he commented that he always had this fantasy about having a personal maid. A maid that didn’t just clean the house, but also helped with sexual tension. At the time, I was so horny that I wanted to indulge his fantasy just for the sack of fucking him. Of feeling his cock...

HHHHHMMMMM... God... FUCK!!! HHHMMM!!!!

That’s the stuff... Where was I? Right... Indulging Greg... It became a habit with him after that night. He was always polite about it and it never felt like he was asking too much of me. I always wanted to indulge him so every now and again, I would play along and be his little slutty maid. 

That was a few months ago right? I think... I’m not really sure and if I’m honest, I don’t really care.

Things are a blur after that... I don’t remember everything... Just that I love to feel how I feel and that I know that indulging Greg is a big part of that. I know that dressing up as his sexy maid every day is a little unconventional, but I just can’t see myself wearing anything else around the house.

What else am I going to wear to do all my chores?

I also know that dressing up as Greg’s sexy maid tells him that I’m open and ready to play his personal sex toy. It’s a sort a given... I think...

FUCK!!! Oh fuck... HHHMMMM... That was... God... A big one...

Wh... Where was I? Right... Sex toy... I know he sees me as his sex toy when I dress like this. It’s his fantasy after all and I love to indulge him. It excites him so much that he can’t keep his hands off me. Every day he gets inspired and comes to see me work around the house. 

More than once I find myself suddenly impaled by him as I bend over to dust the furniture. I don’t mind because if I’m honest, I feel so horny when I wear his little outfits that I find myself wet and ready. All the time! Besides... I love it when I feel his cock inside me... God how I love it...

It’s the thing I look forward to when I get up in the morning.

HHHmmm... Fuck... Just thinking about is getting me all hot... And... Deliciously horny...

And hungry... If getting to feel his cock inside my hot pussy is incredible, I have a hard time qualifying how I feel when I taste him. Of course, as his slutty sex toy maid, I can’t get around pleasing him with my mouth. It’s a given. It’s part of my duties. I was a little reluctant at first, especially when we would role play and he would want to use my mouth and only my mouth without playing through and fucking me, but that soon evaporated as I realized just how good he actually tastes.

I’m not sure why though... I feel like he didn’t always taste this nice...

But again, I don’t really care.

He does now and I simply can’t get enough!

Which is a good thing since my sexy outfits always seem to get him so excited. When he’s not surprise fucking me, he’s lounging around and enjoying my mouth.

I know I’m his sex toy now, but honestly, I feel too good about it to ever complain.