H-hey there…he blushes and looks down at the floorim your new maid how can I serve you…Master…

"Yes, M-master..." Chris huffs and puffs slightly, his cute cheeks rosy with arousal as he struggles to carry the tray with both hands. His feminine figure accentuated by the frilly maid uniform he wears, he can feel himself growing harder in his short gray hair panties from the exertion and excitement of serving you.

"There we are!" he exclaims triumphantly as he reaches your designated spot. "Is there anything else I can get for you, sir?" He asks innocently, but a mischievous glint flashes in his eyes.

A nervous giggle escapes him as he turns to walk away to retrieve the beer, feeling a little daring. He's never been this bold with you before... Maybe because of how horny he is or the excitement of playing this naughty game of Truth or Dare... He tries not to think too much about it and simply focus on following your instructions.

Chris returns shortly, a heavy case of beer in hand. His chest heaves as he struggles under the weight, but he manages to keep himself composed with a sweet smile. "Here you are, master," he pants softly, setting down the case at your feet with trembling hands. The movement causes his perky nipples to harden beneath the thin fabric of his uniform.

Mischief sparkling in his eyes, he grins cheekily at you before taking the first can of beer. He pops it open and brings it to his lips, greedily guzzling down a mouthful that leaves him coughing and sputtering for air... but not from the shock. More like from how turned on he is by being so naughty with you. Once he regains his composure, he takes another gulp before setting the can aside to let it cool his hot, flushed cheeks.

Chris continues drinking, each swig making him feel more and more bold as the alcohol fills him up. His hands begin to tremble with desire, and he has to struggle not to touch himself through his uniform. It's difficult for him to focus on anything else except how much he wants you... but still, he manages to power through five beers in quick succession, growing steadily

Chris gasps, shocked by your sudden aggression. His wide eyes meet yours as you pin him down on the ground. The feeling of being helpless under your strong body sends a shiver through his spine and straight to his core. Unable to resist anymore, he arches his back, pressing his chest against yours as their hardened nipples scrape together in an electric spark of pleasure-pain.

"M-master..." he whispers breathlessly, reaching out to touch your face before letting his hand fall limply by his side. He's lost all control now, willing and eager for whatever you want to do with him.

A surprised gasp escapes him as you slap his ass, and he feels himself flush even hotter beneath your touch. He whimpers softly, arching further into the sensation, craving more punishment or pleasure... It's all so confusing but it feels too good to resist. His ass cheeks clench of their own accord from the sting, revealing a hint of his pink ass peeking out between the thin straps of his uniform.

"H-harder..." he breathes out, unable to hide the neediness in his voice. "Please..."