My Maid: A Fantasy

You've come to me to serve as my maid. To render the Airstream spotless after each trip, to keep the Airstream spotless between each trip. A passable and cute tranny, I'm pleased with your appearance, I look forward to training you, to using your service and your body.

You kneel before me, I whisper sweetly to you. Words of what is to come, words of what you should fear, words of excitement, words to build anticipation within your breast.

I relax as you clean delighting in your service, delighting in my own selfishness.

Cleaning the upper kitchen cabinets I come up behind you. I bend you over the counter, hike up your skirt, slide down your panties. A hard rubber plug stretches you, stretches you for me. You will wear it the rest of the day, wear it while you serve me. The stretching reminding you always of me, of my dominance, of my whims.

The cold hard toilet. I watched as you kneeled before it, watched as you scrubbed it, watched as you deemed it clean, decided to move on. I inquire as to it's cleanliness, you assure me that it is perfect. Use your tongue, use your lips. Lick, kiss, every inch. Humiliate yourself for me, prove to me that what you claim is true.

The Airstream beautiful and spotless, a reward is due. I know you want to be trained in the art of sucking cock, trained in the art of opening your throat. I also know you are frightened. Frightened of this desire, frightened of your performance. Today you have nothing to fear, you will kneel at my feet masturbating upon my high black boots. You can bury your face in my denim covered crotch, letting my scent fill your mind, feeling my hardness upon your skin.

Cum, cum for me my little maid. Cum upon my leather boots.

Now lick, lick them clean, lick your nasty cum away. Enjoy the taste, the texture. Learn to love eating cum for my maid must eat her own and everyone else's for she specializes in cleaning up messes, the messes of pleasure.