Good job sweetie
It is so nice seeing a sissy maid proud and happy when his Mistress rewards him for a good job or being obedient and summissive. The face of her sissy maid glows of hapiness. Now, you keep working hard to please your Mistress always sweetie.
"Yes, Mistress," the soft voice responded meekly. The sound of the vacuum cleaner stopped abruptly. High heels clicked against the polished wooden floor as the figure in the black maid outfit stepped out of the room, the fishnets of their pantyhose shimmering faintly in the muted afternoon light.
The door at the end of the hallway opened, revealing a lady dressed in a sleek black business suit. Her heels echoed through the empty house as she approached. "How are you doing, darling?" she asked, her eyes scanning the spotless corridor.
"Almost done, Mistress," the maid replied, a hint of excitement in their voice. "The living room just needs a touch-up, and then I'll start on dinner."
His Mistress's eyes narrowed slightly, a smirk playing on her lips. "Good boy," she said, her voice dripping with a mix of affection and dominance. "Remember, you're not just any maid. You're my sissy maid."
The sissy maid's cheeks flushed, and they nodded eagerly. "I know, Mistress. I'll do my best to make you happy."
His Mistress's gaze lingered on the maid's outfit, her eyes tracing the curves of the short dress and the delicate pattern of the fishnets. She stepped closer, her hand reaching out to caress the sissy maid's cheek. "You're looking quite... appealing today," she said, her voice a low purr. "Perhaps you'll get a special reward."
The sissy maid's eyes widened, a thrill running through their body. He hadn't felt this alive in weeks, not since the day she had found him on their knees, dressed in his mother's lingerie, and decided to give him a purpose. "Thank you, Mistress," he stuttered, his voice filled with hope and desire. "I'll work even harder."
His Mistress's smirk grew wider. "I'm counting on it," she said, turning away and heading back to her study. "Make sure everything is perfect. I'm expecting company tonight."
With a renewed sense of determination, the sissy maid bent down to plug in the vacuum cleaner once more, their heart racing at the thought of the evening's potential rewards. They had much to do before the sun kissed the horizon.
The door at the end of the hallway opened, revealing a lady dressed in a sleek black business suit. Her heels echoed through the empty house as she approached. "How are you doing, darling?" she asked, her eyes scanning the spotless corridor.
"Almost done, Mistress," the maid replied, a hint of excitement in their voice. "The living room just needs a touch-up, and then I'll start on dinner."
His Mistress's eyes narrowed slightly, a smirk playing on her lips. "Good boy," she said, her voice dripping with a mix of affection and dominance. "Remember, you're not just any maid. You're my sissy maid."
The sissy maid's cheeks flushed, and they nodded eagerly. "I know, Mistress. I'll do my best to make you happy."
His Mistress's gaze lingered on the maid's outfit, her eyes tracing the curves of the short dress and the delicate pattern of the fishnets. She stepped closer, her hand reaching out to caress the sissy maid's cheek. "You're looking quite... appealing today," she said, her voice a low purr. "Perhaps you'll get a special reward."
The sissy maid's eyes widened, a thrill running through their body. He hadn't felt this alive in weeks, not since the day she had found him on their knees, dressed in his mother's lingerie, and decided to give him a purpose. "Thank you, Mistress," he stuttered, his voice filled with hope and desire. "I'll work even harder."
His Mistress's smirk grew wider. "I'm counting on it," she said, turning away and heading back to her study. "Make sure everything is perfect. I'm expecting company tonight."
With a renewed sense of determination, the sissy maid bent down to plug in the vacuum cleaner once more, their heart racing at the thought of the evening's potential rewards. They had much to do before the sun kissed the horizon.
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