Greeting her Mistress

A good sissy maid who love her Mistress always must greeting her with a big smile while wearing as feminine as possible. This maid is wearing her black maid dress with white pantyhose and white high heels. She hope this pleased her Mistress.

 

The doorbell chimed, a sweet and all-too-familiar melody that sent a shiver down the sissy maid's spine. He took a deep breath, composed himself, and glided to the front door. His hands trembled slightly as he gripped the doorknob. He knew what awaited him on the other side was not just any visitor, but the woman who controlled his world—his Mistress.

He opened the door with a flourish, revealing a figure bathed in the fading light of the setting sun. She was a vision of authority, tall and statuesque, with raven hair that cascaded down her back. Her eyes, a piercing shade of emerald, scanned him from head to toe, scrutinizing his every detail. The sissy maid felt his knees buckle under the weight of her gaze, his voice a mere whisper as he greeted her. "Welcome home, Mistress."

Her smile was cold and calculating, the corners of her lips curling ever so slightly as she stepped over the threshold. "You've done well, my pet," she said, her voice a seductive purr that sent a wave of heat through the sissy maid's body. He watched her glide into the apartment, her stilettos echoing through the hallway. As she moved, the shadows danced around her, hinting at the power she wielded. Tim knew that the evening ahead would be one of exquisite submission, a dance of dominance and servitude that he craved more than anything else in the world.