Maisie was visibly nervous when she first arrived at my hotel room, but as soon as I clicked my fingers and put her under my hypnotic spell, she was at ease. In a deep trance, she readily soaked up my suggestions and had slipped into her secret persona: Maisie, a submissive young maid employed by a dominant Lady in a grand home. It’s a role I can evoke effortlessly…whether at the drop of a hat or, in this case, a feather duster. At another click of my fingers, she was out of the trance, alert and ready for the transformation that awaited her.
Slim and youthful, Maisie’s features were easy to enhance. A touch of makeup brought out her fresh, delicate beauty, feline eyes and luscious lips. In mere moments, she stood before me, stripped bare and vulnerable, kneeling with anticipation.
“Are you ready, Maisie, to assume your duties?” I asked, surveying the slender, pretty figure before me. Her face, adorned with blusher and lipstick, looked feminine and radiant. Her eyes, framed by soft pink eyeshadow and expertly crafted long, black lashes, sparkled with expectation.
“Good,” I continued, “let's start with these sheer stockings and these little white satin panties. Then you can slip into your satin maid’s dress, kitten heels, and finally, your new blonde wig with cute cascading curls. I think it will be your crowning glory.”
Maisie had visited me a few times before, and together we had perfected her fantasy. She relished leaving behind the shy young man she usually was, embracing instead the mischievous girl who always faced playful discipline from her commanding Mistress.
Before long, she was fully dressed, and her outfit complete. As I placed the wig on her head, its soft curls framed her youthful, pretty face perfectly. Turning her toward the full-length mirror, I saw her gasp at her reflection. Transfixed, she ran her hands over the smooth satin of her dress, taking in the transformation of the girl she had become.
Gingerly with her trembling fingers, she lifted the hem of her skirt exposing her stocking tops and already bulging panties. I allowed her this momentary indulgence before ordering, “Enough of that young lady, you have a job to do! Come on, chop chop, my bathroom needs cleaning.” She tottered uncertainly in her kitten heels and started to pick up the towels and fold them up, then wipe around the sink and rearrange my toiletries. I ignored her and went back to my laptop to answer emails, all the time watching her from my desk through the open door.
Within a few minutes, she appeared beside me with her hands clasped behind her back, pretty eyes looking down in the submissive manner I had taught her to embrace. “Your bathroom is ready for your inspection Lady Phoenix.” I feigned disapproval and strode into it to take the game to the next level.
I lifted the lavatory seat revealing the bare porcelain, “This isn’t good enough, look!” I pushed her face down and instructed “Tongue out…now!” And pushed her face into the porcelain bowl. “Now lick it clean!”
It did amuse me that this pretty little maid was bent double on her knees, licking around the bowl, with her rear provocatively in the air. I pulled her skirt up over her panties and, grasping a good handful of the white satin, pulled hard forcing a wedgie to bite sharply between her rear cheeks. Maisy gasped and then squealed as I rained my hand expertly down on her exposed ass cheeks with an unrelenting succession of spanks. My other hand still held her face against the cold porcelain.
“Look at all that lipstick you have smeared on my toilet, useless girl!” And with that, I slapped the suction cup of a large realistic veined dildo onto the tiled wall of the bathroom behind her. “Now use your tongue to clean that!” Carefully, she turned around and licked the head of it as I continued to rain slaps on her exposed ass, pushing her head deeper onto the protruding cock till it slipped between her pretty lips. This meant she smeared her liberally-applied candy-pink lipstick over the glistening head. Grabbing her head, I pushed hard and the cock slid down her throat with ease. I continued to rock her back and forwards, the cock sliding in and out, whipping up a mass of saliva that dribbled copiously from her mouth and down the shaft of the cock.
“Dirty little bitch! Look at the mess you have made now! Take off your panties!” Snatching them from her trembling hands, I stuffed them into her mouth, bent her over and pushed her back onto the dripping phallus, which slipped easily into her tight boy pussy. Her girlie squeals were muffled by the panties that filled her mouth. I started to forcefully rock her backwards and forwards onto the dildo, gathering more and more pace and fervour until her knees buckled and she slumped to the floor into the pool of her own hot juices that had erupted down her legs. I pulled the sodden lipstick smeared panties from her mouth and she gasped again and then deftly pushed them into her now gaping ass.
“Once you’ve licked all that up you can use your tongue to clean that cock too!” I returned to my emails, keeping an eye on her making sure she was adhering to my high standards.
Maisie busied herself in the bathroom following my instructions, an unmistakable big grin adorning her pretty, smeared and sated face. I smiled to myself too: another perfectly executed scenario, a fantasy fulfilled.
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