Some role reversal

---This was what the original author wrote, I proof read it and made a few small changes.

"Alright honey whatever makes you happy," I said.

Getting up and moving to the door she said "You know you're my slut," she said, as she turned around walking away from me and began sashaying around the corner. She came back a few minutes later with her hair teased up and wearing a slinky, silky babydoll.

My eyes stayed locked on her as she approached me as a silken seductress. I reached up to caress her lightly clothed body, running my hands around her soft curves as leaned in close.

"Naughty, naughty," she whispered in my ear. "You cannot play with this doll until you clean up the toys. I don't want to be bored while you're busy so go get me a drink and put on something pretty before you start."

I went to the closet to pick out one of the outfits we had bought together for just such occasions. I didn't put on any makeup, though I always wish I could. I'm a little twisted, to say the least, I wish I was a girl, but not just the average I wish I was the **** form of feminine. She knows this and so she lets me indulge on occasion and I let her indulge in her fetish of nailing me. She wishes she was a guy, so I guess you could say we were made for each other. I also have a little fetish with being controlled and lightly humiliated. So we have a small collection very cute very girlie clothes. Satin and silk, fairly lacy and showing a fair amount of skin in flattering ways. I love them all but I finally chose a black and pink maid's outfit.

She giggled, stirring her drink daintily with a straw, as I came back out. "Oh, look at how wonderfully girlie you are. Well, what are you waiting for? This house isn't going to clean itself."

I cleaned the house for a little while and we both had a few drinks and some small talk and dirty talk.

"You are the luckiest slut in the world you know," she said as she ran her painted nails up and down my arms. "You have a woman who has a great sense of humor and can enjoy you regardless of how you look. " Stopping dead for a moment I freeze and look at her, she almost breaks character as I say "Shit I forgot we need more paper towels in the kitchen try and remember because I am just going to forget". I see her trying not to crack up and replying in her most sultry voice "Whatever you say my pet."

Looking into my eyes she continued as she began stroking me a bit lighter and lower, "I'm lucky because you have this wonderful little toy I can use whenever and however I want don't I?"

"I'm a slut and you can do whatever you like with me", I replied with a bit of a tremor in my voice as I began to caress her very lightly through the silken fabric.

After a few minutes, we became entangled with each other and began making out our clothes amplifying the smooth sensations of our silken clothes rubbing against each other.

"I love the access these clothes give me", she said as she slid on top of me and began grinding on me without so much as needing to brush aside the baby doll.

"My pretty little slut, you like that don't you? Tell me how much of a slut you are." She said rocking back and forth with a seductive rhythm.

"I'm such a slut I love how you use me and I love how you let me be," I said breathlessly.

"You're so hard, you never get this hard so fast if your not pretty, you like being pretty, don't you?" she teased.

"I love being pretty, I love being your pretty little slut. I want to be your maid and your sex ****. I want to be pretty all the time if you'll ever let me. I don't need to be slutty pretty, but I do love it. It's so fun and a little funny. I adore what you do to me and what you let me do." I replied, losing my ability to think clearly or control my mouth.

Pulling me out of the confines of the panties she slid me into her and began to use me. Sliding back and forth in a **** rhythm reaching around she began caressing me through the panties still covering my ass bringing me to climax at the same time her.

The world spun and I couldn't see, my body went numb and I reveled in the ecstasy of it all. Thoughts racing through my mind seeing us from the third person knowing that she took me while I was her pretty little slut, wishing it could last longer , but enjoying it while it lasted. We laid beside each other for a few minutes floating in the ecstasy.

In an amused tone, she began, "So how would you feel like cleaning all day tomorrow? Maybe we'll take a few pictures."

All I could do was smile, tomorrow was going to be a good day. Sex is fantastic but getting to be pretty was worth a whole lot to me too. I fell asleep as I dreamed of what tomorrow and the next day might bring. What was I going to wear?