Page 23 of Bound By Lust

“Ændring af planer tager os til Ghibli-tema butik i Ikebukuro. (Change of plans. Take us to Ghibli-themed shop in Ikebukuro.” The car quickly turns and he smiles up at me and I fall against his chest, giddy. Gooddddddd, this man!

I’ma suck his dick so good tonight.

“We have made it, My Lord.”

I hear over my shoulder.Broooo, I am pooped! When I say I spent this man money, I the fuck mean I spent his moneyyyyy!And he didn’t bat not one eye!

I bought so much stuff for not only myself, but for Bebe, Faye, Wanda and Sky! I balled out and didn’t even look at the price. My man didn’t let me!

I thought we were going to call it a night after, but he was adamant about taking me out. I am in awe this man didn’t get annoyed at me once.Oh my God! I can’t wait to tell the girls about thiiisss!

“Where are we, baby?” I ask, expecting an answer, but he surprises me when I see him pull out a red silk scarf and place it over my eyes. “Wh-what are you doing?” I murmur, flushing, hot, but not stopping when he spins me around.

“I’m surprising my wife. What else?” he murmurs, voice deep.

“But… does that really entail you having to blindfold me?”

“Stop questioning me, Little Baby, and trust me,” he tells me and I bite my lip, quieting down as he fully secures the blindfold and I feel Frank lift me. The car door opens and we glide out as if this nigga floating.

I feel him walking while carrying me, and it’s jarring, but like he asked, I don’t question him. I just hold on and let him take me to wherever I’m supposed to be going, which is so wild to me.I don’t think I’ve ever handed control over to a man like this …

“Little Baby, I’m going to set you down. However, I want you to keep your blind fold on and wait for me,” he instructs, and my heart constricts so I don’t say anything. “Do you understand?”

“I… I understand,” I nod, and he kisses my cheek.

“Good girl. Daddy will be right back, so stay put.” I hear him rush off, and I just sit there twiddling my fingers, nervous, wondering what all this is about.

The last time Frank dressed me up, we went to his brother’s ice cream parlor, and it was so good. I wonder where we are now?

It’s got to be a solid twenty to thirty minutes that pass by while I sit there listening to J and K-Pop waiting like a good girl, when I jump from the sensation of someone touching me.

“Wh-who’s there? Baby, is that you?” I turn my head this and that away, and when I get no answer, I almost take off my blind fold, but someone pulls it off. That makes me frown, but the frown disappears when my mouth drops wide the fuck open in shock.

“Good evening, Mistress Metchie. It is a pleasure to have you here today,” Frank’s deep ass, sexy voice comes out seductive and hot as fuck while he stands before me in a short, sexy maid costume, white wig, and as per usual when Frank is crossdressing, his face is beat for the Gods.

AND OH EM FUCKING GEEEEEE!!!! DID HE BRING OUT THE HORNS AGAIN?!?!?!?! AND IS THAT A TAILLLLLLL?!?!??!?!?!?!?!

My heart races and my mouth gapes open and close like a fish, trying to understand what I’m seeing because this is just too fucking my JAM!

“B-Baby, wh-what is th-this?” I stammer as he struts over to me in his heels, and I almost die when he leans over and licks his lips before biting them.

“What else, Little Baby? I’m giving you your own maid café,” he reveals, and I it’s as if my entire manga fantasy is coming true!

A fucking maid café and my man is the maiddddddd!!!!!!

Bitch, I’m going to pass the fuck outttttt!!!! I cannot wait to tell the girls about this!

I swallow, trying to keep my cool, placing my hands in my lap, bouncing up and down on the plush cushion of the chair.

“Wow!” That’s all I can say, trying to play it fucking cool, but he looks so fucking good and sexy that I can barely sit still. I know most girls would find this emasculating and gross, but a feminine looking man in a dress and makeup with a deep ass voice and… I clutch my chest, thinking about what’s hiding under that dress as I fan my face.

“Mistress Metchie, can I get you anything?” he struts behind me, grasping my shoulders, massaging his long slender hands up my neck, driving me fucking crazy before standing there looking down at me looking he dares me to try him tonight… and will!

Jesus… would it be too mannish if I said, you?

“U-uhm… pancakes…” I settle, scared to ask for what I really want which is a long-standing fantasy about maid café’s fromwatching way too much hentai. The thought of potentially living it causes the skin on my body to prickle, but I don’t want to look like a creep by all out asking for it.

“Pancakes?” He raises his brow, sliding his muscular legs open, showing me his dick slightly through his maid outfit and damn near sending me in cardiac arrest. I nod quickly, watching him, pussy throbbing. “Is that all, Little Baby?”

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