Lace and stockings and silk and bows

My sweet sissy maid greets me in a delicate white nightgown and panties, ready to be stripped and dressed into an elaborate French maid outfit. She has a seamstress in Canada who does truly wonderful work. The details on each piece are incredible, and my sissy maid has pieces in every color.

She loves her layered and lacey bloomers, the frilly willy custom decorative band that wraps around her cock, the feeling of her stockings brushing against mine. She loves a peak of the place where my stockings attach to my garter belt when she's been good, a spanking when she just can't follow my directions to stop touching herself. She loves serving me tea or waffles or whatever I wish, spoiling me, filling her lacey panties with hot cum.

She pretends to be sorry for her lack of self control, but we both know she's not. She's just as excited when I reprimand her, verbally or physically. It's all thrilling to her.

She has incredible taste in fashion and loves shoes so much that I had to tell her to stop buying them for me. I love every pair but simply don't have the closet infrastructure for this. Though I may send over a request now and then...

Our time together delights us both. I relish in her excitement, her attention to detail, her gratitude, and her big heart. My favorite part of her is her big heart.

After years of suppressing her desires, I'm so glad she allows herself these moments. A special part of my work is getting to know facets of people that they share with few others, or sometimes nobody else. I love facilitating a safe and affirming place for those facets to shine. For my sweet sissy maid's dreams to come true, for your dreams to come true. It makes me emotional to think about the parts of yourselves that you share with me. It breaks my heart wide open. It feels important. Everybody deserves to feel this good.

My sweet sissy maid was meant to be dressed up as my little doll and to melt into a puddle at my feet.

bisous,

Mistress Avila