dark!rafe x maid reader
blurb: you recently get hired as a maid for the cameron household and rafe sees that and takes it for advantage.
18+ (nsfw) • rafe is MEAN like usual • blackmailing • pet names • squirting • degradation • kelce and topper degrading you • dacryphilia • nipple play • reader and rafe are 18+ • no use of y/n • anything i missed let me knowww
words: 2.6k
AUTHORS NOTE: thank you all for the love on my last fic! this is all super fun and i can’t wait to post more on here, always open to ideas btw 💌 sometimes i misspell stuff so like ignore that.. i swear even when i look 2x times. and as i get use to writing it might take a bit of time for me to adjust to it, let me cook a bit more yall trustt it’s day 2 for me😪
gosh you just have to love s2 rafe cameron..
PART 2 👇
💬 0 🔁 0 ❤️ 2 · Post by @drewstarkeysummer · 6 images · Pt 2 of dark rage x maid reader maybe he baby traps her or accidentally gets her pr
when you moved to kildare county you never knew how difficult it would be just to adjust
both your parents losing their jobs, having to move around all over. it sucked. before you could just get live however you wanted with the help of your parents, but now to help your parents you had to get a job.
you didn’t regret it, you loved your parents and would do anything for them. working wasn’t too bad. you had nothing else to do at your age so
you never got to chance to even make a friend, you constantly moving and working gave you no time. so you were painfully out the loop of everything. you barely knew anyone, your life only consisted of work.
never had a boyfriend, a friend, just a life dedicated to work.
you got hired at the country club, it was a calm job and all you did was bartender but it also came with it’s set backs, kooks. they were so full of themselves. all they did was act like you were their personal assistant just because you worked and they had daddy’s trust fund money.
and not to mention rafe and his friends.
they were so degrading and demanding, kelce and topper spat snarky remarks as you gave them their 10th drink for the nights they were there, which was basically everyday.
“little pogue bartender, exactly where she should be cleaning up behind us kooks.” topper teases you from the counter
“would you fuck her if she was a pogue?” kelce mutters out, intoxication seeps from his mouth.
“yeah but i’d use protection, don’t know what shit them pogues got on them” topper laughs in your face as you pass him, kelce and rafe another drink, and when they were ready to check out all they just write their number on the tab.
“you know where to find me if you want your tip sweetheart.” kelce says winking at you before walking away with topper laughing, rafe looking at you before placing a $50 on the table then walking away.
and rafe of course he didn’t ever say much but when he did all he did was enable them more, at the same time it didn’t even seem like he liked his friends so much. everytime they even spoke he’d brush them off with a side eye before going back to his drink, but at least he’d tip actual money, leaving $50 or $100 every chance with no hidden intentions
but unfortunately the country club pay + tips wasn’t putting a dent in bills or anything you needed to financially support your family. so you had to get a second job.
you looked around for a bit, applying for everything you could before finding a maid position for a home in figure 8.
it wasn’t too far from your other job so it would be easy adjusting to leaving from one job to the other and the pay was WAY more then you’d even make in a week working at the country club, so when you saw the help wanted ad you knew you had to take it.
you applied no interview or nothing and you got it, the role was to start asap so next day you drop by to start working, driving through the cut until you made it into figure 8
the neighborhood looked so nice, obviously this was where the richest people of the richest lived, you could call it kook paradise– no trash, no problems, no nothing. just straight paradise.
you pull into a big drive through, Tannyhill Plantation it says on the sign, fancy cars in the front and a big truck that looks familiar to you but you just shake the feeling off.
you get out your car before walking up to the front door ringing the door bell, as the door opens your met by a older woman– blonde with short hair and a friendly smile.
“ah you must be the new hire for us, hi i’m rose.” she says with a warm smile before reaching her hand out to shake yours, “hi! very nice to meet you, beautiful home by the way. “ you say as you calmly shake her hand, she motions for you to come inside and you follow right before her.
as you walk inside you see the interior of the house and your stunned, this was the life you and your family should’ve been living. it was beautiful, you could tell this family had money.
“i won’t bore you with the run down i’m sure you read the ad. just tighty up and whatever needs to be cleaned, clean it please. no rooms are off limits to clean and you’re allowed to go whenever you want. “ she says explained expressively
“my husband is gone and i’ll be going out to run some errands, so the house is basically all to yourself unless my children come back. so if you hear the door don’t be frightened they know you’re here.” she walks you around the house, family heirlooms bedazzled the house along with framed photos,
as you walk through the hallways you look closer to a frame of a picture before realizing it’s sarah cameron, you didn’t know her personally but you’ve heard about her. the look princess gone pogue, and honestly you loved that for her
“here’s your uniform, i’ll be back in a few. thank you once again.” rose says before handing you a black dress, white apron and a pair of black flat shoes , hesitantly smiling at you before leaving the room.
you sigh as you go to the bathroom to put the outfit on, rose didn’t look at your text clearly about the sizing so your uniform fit slightly small on you. having to pull it down every 5 seconds as you walk back to start working.
you walk upstairs, starting in the youngest daughter’s room– her colorful room lighting up as you step in. you do the usual cleaning, dusting, sweeping and making her bed. seeing another picture of sarah and her as you left
the next room you get to is an office, as you enter around you see bookshelves full and artifacts. you start dusting around as you get closer to the shelves. full of old books and a desk full of paper work.
“these people must be really busy, no wonder they need a maid. “ you mutter before dusting the trophies on the desk
you can’t help but have the feeling of being watched, trying to push it over you quickly try to clean before leaving to the next room.
hours go past as you clean the kitchen, the dining room, the bathrooms– anywhere where you could find, anything that didn’t look clean you knew was a risk to be taken out of your paycheck. so every nook and cranny you made sure to get into.
as you head back upstairs you reach the one room that you didn’t get to before, as you reach for the door knob you struggle to get it open but with a bit of force you get it open.
a dark room, cool with only a tiny amount of sun hitting the inside. as you look around you try to navigate through the dark room, the room didn’t really need cleaning to be honest. but there’s always something that could be done.
you grab the sponge from the mop bucket, scrubbing it across the floor as you clean it squeekie clean, your ass peeking up as you kneel down to the floor, underwear revealing itself.
and it didn’t help that you were wearing lacey, your to go option always.
as you start to scrub more towards the bed your sponge hits something, jumping out of fear but curiosity killing you so you reach under the bed for whatever you just hit.
a box comes out, as you open the box your found with porno magazines, a bag of white powder and the last thing being a gun. you look in shock as you look around the box
“classic. typically fucking kooks. “ you say scoffing before pushing the box back under the bed.
“and typical fucking pogue being in a kooks business.”
you turn around and it’s rafe, you're startled as you get up and get straight to your feet. he lived here? you never heard much about where rafe came from, in general you only knew rafe from the country club and his enabling of his asshole friends.
“oh now you’re quiet. you must be the new maid. “ he says with sarcasm in his tone, you stand slack jawed still not knowing what to say.
“you live here??” you say straightening out your dress, his blue eyes staring you down as he walks around his room. “no, no shit that’s why i’m here. why are you in MY room. “
“because i’m cleaning..” you say gathering your cleaning supplies together, “doesn’t look like it, looks like you were stealing my shit. “ he says before standing over you, your tits giving him a perfect shot from this angle, your eyes filled up with uneasiness.
“and why do i have to steal your shit? i don’t have to steal anything of yours. “ you say rolling your eyes before trying to walk besides him, he blocks your way not breaking eye contact with you
“because you're a pogue, and pogue’s have to get around by stealing and shit.” he says shutting the door with his foot, your stomach dropping as you here the door slam
“well not me, i don’t need shit from you.”
“but you’re working two jobs? working for MY family, it seems like you need a lot. get off your high horses pogue and accept what you really are.”
“a low life. you’ll never get to experience things being handed to you on a silver platter like us kooks. that’s why you're so jealous. “ he says sternly, not breaking eye contact with you once.
you feel your heart shatter, you knew rafe wasn’t the best person by your time at the country club but who was he to try to tell you who you were? but of course any words you wanted to say got stuck in your throat, trying not to let the tears start.
“w-whatever rafe, i’m not living my life by what you think of me” you try leaving again but he blocks the door again, his chest slightly pushing you back again
“but wanna know what you are? a thief.” he says walking closer to you, anxiety entering your body as you see where this is going.
“you know that’s not true rafe. “ you mutter looking down at the floor, your first day and it’s already ending up like this.
“yeah i know it’s not, but my family doesn’t have to know that. do they?” he whispers
“rafe please. i need this job.” you say placing the cleaning supplies down, looking up at him.
your eyes looking watery and puffy, he loves that so much. he can imagine you crying while he forces himself deeply into you, you begging him to stop but why would he care?
“then maybe you should think very carefully about your next choices in here.” he says cunningly as he pushes your hair behind your ear, knowing what’s coming up.
“rafe…”
“you can either let me give you what you need or i can call my father and tell him i caught you stealing from us on your first day, not to mention my connections at the country club. you’ll be all out of options sweetheart. “ he says stroking your face as tears begin to run down your face, why was he doing this..
“rafe please why are you doing this to me? this is sick i’ve never done anything to you. “ every muscle in your body getting tight, you can’t fathom that you’re seriously being blackmailed into sleeping with rafe of all people,
“i know baby… but think about it. if you’re fired your family won’t have anything. and look who’s fault it would be?” he says with malicious in his tone, you can’t even stomach to look at him.
“you’re sick rafe. seriously-“ you say before he cuts you off by grabbing your cheeks, you whimper in pain as you look up to him.
“instead of talking shit how about you fucking decide. times running out.” he spat in your face as he kept his voice calm, you had to think about your family. you needed this job.
and maybe it wouldn’t be too bad.
“ok ok! fine rafe what do you need me to do.” you say softly, his hands leaving your cheeks as his smile grows significantly more.
“well.. for starters you can take your underwear off.”
your body spread out wide on his bed as your bra and underwear are completely gone, only being left in your outfit.
your nipples aching from his constant attack of them, slapping them and pinching them leaving them swollen.
and the sound of skin clapping fills the bedroom, rafe on top of you fucking you from the inside out. his tip bullying the deepest parts of you as you cry out, his hands going to pinch your nipples as he tucks his head into your neck
“told you it’d be worth your time pogue, clenching around me so tightly.” he groans into your neck as he picks up speed.
“rafe please! slow down.” you cry from underneath him but your words are only background noise for him, “i thought you pogues liked it rough? nah you can take it pogue. you’re here to assist me.” he laughs menacingly shoving your legs more up his shoulders, bullying the deepest parts of you.
all you can do is cry from pain and pleasure, trying to hold back by grabbing his hips but it’s no use. he’s much stronger than you.
“please rafe!” you yell out from underneath him,
“please what? i knew you were enjoying this you slut. all stereotypes are true about pogues, you all fucken like it rough and from someone higher than you. “ he looks directly at you, your face had dried tear marks on it. you can’t even look at him all the nervousness in your body.
your legs start shaking around his shoulders as you start to close your eyes, high taking over you as you cry out his name. he doesn’t stop his pace at all, only watching as you melt underneath him.
“you better be lucky i’m not gonna cum inside of you, imagine you walking around with my cum dripping out that pretty little cunt of yours? oh my family would be so surprised.” he says laughing darkly, making a joke out of this.
“rafe please- i can’t take it anymore. you had your deal.” you whimper as your legs continue to shake, muscles tightening up as you shut your eyes, accepting the pain.
“dumb little pogue maid cumming around me. what would your parents think?” he murmurs in your ear
he changes his angle speeding up more, you can tell he’s about to cum by the moans and whimpers coming out his mouth. you brace for impact as you turn your neck into his pillow.
“oh fuck, nevermind i’m gonna cum inside you. watch it drip out as you scrub my fucken floors.” he hisses before you could even get to chance to protest you feel his silk cover your walls, slowing down his pace as he starts falling limp.
“gonna be dripping on my floor, dirty girl.” he muttered as he pulled out of you, instantly the second he slipped out of you a splash of liquid came out hitting his abdomen as his cum seeped out of your hole, he snickers as your body goes limp covering your face in shame realizing what just happened.
watching you as you lay on the bed he grabs your apron before going to his nightstand stand, opening the drawer to a wad of cash throwing it in your front pocket before placing your apron next to you
“there’s your biggest tip tonight, you should steal from me more often. “
i’m geeked writing this phew bring my family back to me😓
