At Hers Service

It had been an emotional path to salvation for this pretty little thing……a visit to Aunt Bridget was long overdue.

Weeks and months of training, humiliation and ultimately, complete subjugation was administered to turn this toxic young man into a sweet little maid. Previously, this slut wouldn’t think of anyone else, they would leave their filth and crap for others to deal with and be a generally unpleasant little prick.

Now my methods can be ponderous, maybe a little long winded on occasion. It would have been so easy to whip and peg the shit out of this poor excuse of a human being, but I believed in a gentler process.

And now look. What a transformation.

The nicely fitted black pvc maids dress sits so perfectly on the slim frame, black stockings and shiny fuck me heels have encouraged some very feminine affectations. The gorgeous red nails and delightfully slutty make up certainly seem to get her very excited, especially with a head of flowing blonde bimbo hair to complete the tarty look.

The sturdy collar and steel cuffs make sure no unauthorised freedom is attained and we also have a strict code of silence. A selection of worn panties…either mine or theirs is placed in the mouth at all times. The muzzle keeps everything in place and the nasty little cock is locked away for good. A generous plug is stretching this virgin ass out and my maid has come to associate the shameful feelings of pleasure with this sissy stimulation.

A Pavlovian response is always assured when I peel my panties off and let them drop to the floor. My girl knows the muzzle is about be unbuckled briefly for a gag change. The pretty eyes lower in embarrassment as I feel the warm leakage from the cage….just before my ripe underwear goes in that pretty little painted mouth.