Tease him of course

You smile wickedly as you lift the sponge up over your full, feminine ass cheeks and squeeze out the soapy water that falls in shiny bubbly rivulets down them and into your inviting crevice. "What in the Sam Heck are you doing? This isn't playtime. Clean that floor!"

You turn around and rub your soapy slick ass across the floor in slow circles. Mr. Roberts gets an eyeful as your fat cheeks crush into the hard wood, your clit dribbles in its little sparkly pink cage, your nipples grow achingly, suckably swollen, and your mouth drools and whimpers, stretched open lewdly around your ring gag. "Ah amph cleammph." More drool kisses its way down your soft stomach and your clit dribbles agonizingly aching onto the floor.

"Missed a spot." Your neighbor jokes, but he's not laughing this time. He's breathing hard, stroking his swollen shaft through his pants, clearly furious and frustrated. You decide to tease him further, cleaning your "missed spot" by sliding to your knees, arching your shiny, slippery wet ass, and lovingly lapping up your sissy dribbles off the hardwood floor, never taking your eyes off of your neighbor's lust filled stare.

"Oopphs" you pull the puppy plug from your ass with a struggle, every jostle creating another dribble you slink over and lap up. When it finally is free with a lewd, wet PLOP you start to clean it with longing, lusty licks. Forcing past your ring gag, causing your mouth to drool uncontrollably, your caged clit even more so, you fall gaping, drooling, writhing in your own slipperiness.

"That's just about Gee Dee it!" Your neighbor's hulking frame hovers over yours, he lifts you effortlessly into the air, your legs instinctively wrap around his back as you are to face and see the hungry fury in his eyes. You find yourself running your tongue along the edges of your gag, not sure if you are more terrified or excited. You see him fumble out of his pants hurriedly, holding your breath as he frees his cock and lines it up with your gaping, wet hole.

He slams you down hard onto his thick, impossibly long cock. The sissy spunk and soap allow him to begin lifting you up and down on his shaft like a limp little fuck doll, but it doesn't do much to cool the fiery friction as your soft, sensitive tissue is rubbed raw against his hard, searing cock. You whimper and moan and feel your clit spurt sweet spasmy sissy squirts as burn in blissful, euphoric agony.

You surprise yourself by flopping forward and finding Mr. Robert's mouth with your own. Moaning and whimpering as the steel ring crushes against your soft lips, not caring as your neighbor's tongue slips hungrily into your mouth. He hold's your head tightly against his, lips locked, you suck his tongue greedily like a lollipop, occassionally giving it light caresses with your own. Mr. Roberts takes charge here, pinning your tongue down with his and fucking your throat with his tongue even as he uses his free arm to effortlessly continue jackhammering you on and off his cock in a brutal blur.

And that is exactly what he does. He fucks you relentlessly with expert experience to draw out the most painful pleasure from you. His savage hunger leaves you holding on tight half hoping he'll protect you from his own ravenous rage, half hoping he'll devour you whole. In a way he does, his fat cock emptying out every last bit of pride, sanity, even humanity. He makes you his naughty little fuck puppy. You have long spurted the last of your sissy squirts and even as he fucks raw, ravaging dry sissy spasms through you, you dream dumbly about lapping them up and teasing him until he explodes in rage again.

And he does explode. Filling your bitchhole with thick loads of his superior seed. He still keeps fucking you, wet squelches filling the air as he fills his empty vessel to the brim...and beyond. You feel everything that was left of you start dripping from your cunt onto the floor. You land in a pool of your own squirts and stud cum with a loud splat.

"That's for teasing me! And don't forget I'm retired. I've got all the time in the world to eff you, pump you, and dump you in your mess. Now are you gonna clean it with the sponge like a good boy, or get used like a bad bitch again?"

It's not even a question. You slide your tongue across the floor, savoring your weak, watery spurts mixed with his thick seed. You feel the heat of his angry glare and wonder how long he can hold out this time. You wonder if you can change his mind about the maid's uniform by the end of the week. After all, you will have lots of messes to clean up.