Paris, my Mistress and the Maid – Part 2.

You rise from your work on my rock hard and sloppy saliva dripping cock.

You immediately take control of the room as though you are the manager of the hotel. You're my Mistress, I expect nothing less from you.

“What are you doing here?” you yell at the maid.

“You need to be punished for this behaviour”

But of course, she needs to be punished. But not by her manager!!

What would her manager say if we were to tell of what she has done?

She is thinking those same thoughts Mistress. She wants to look away and leave, but she can't.

She is transfixed, held on the spot by the beauty of your body and the abandonment of our love making.

You look up at her, but you're eyes do not portray anger, they are the same intensely alluring eyes that drag me in. She cant move. Your eyes hold her there.

She is still holding the linen she came in with, still standing there.

You get up, and walk over to her, your body glistening with the beads of sweat from our sex.

You gently take the linen from her hands and place it on the coffee table beside her. Your eyes still looking into hers, controlling her.

You then take her hand and lead her to the edge of the bed. Both of you are standing there, side by side, her hand in yours.

"What shall we do with this maid Sissy Slave?" you ask me. "She is a naughty maid and needs to be punished"

I'm looking at the two of you. I am trying to take my eyes off you and look at the maid, sensing what she is thinking, how she is reacting.

She still stands there with you, she is not frightened or trying to move away from you.

She turns and looks at you, in that instant, you know she has given herself over to you.

"I want you to be our maid" you say. "You must serve us"

But you weren't looking at her.

You were looking at me...........

I know my place. I know my response to this direction.

“Yes Mistress” I reply calmly.

“What is your name” you ask of the maid still holding her hand.

“Yvette” she responds.

“Yvette, this is my Sissy Slave” “I now have a maid and a Sissy Slave at my disposal”

“Please help Yvette out of her uniform” you instruct me.

I get up from the bed and slowly go over to Yvette. She is still standing there, motionless, but not alarmed at all. She has this calm and demure look to her. I look into her eyes. They respond with a look of humble acceptance.

You release her hand and climb back on the bed and lie down on your side propping your head up with your arm. Cleopatra-like.

“Well….are you going to undress her or just look at her”

I crouch down and as I do so I gently stroke down the back of her thighs and calves. I feel her body react with a slight shiver. I reach down and unbuckle each of her shoes and remove them. I then again reach up over her calves and thighs, up under her dress and over her tight ass. I reach behind for her stockings and panties and with one motion slide them all the way down to her ankles. She steps out of them casually.

I reach up and unclip her hotel head-cap. In doing so her hair falls lose from the bun that it was in. It is long and dark. Like her eyes.

I again look into her eyes for assurance. They grant me it. I start to unbutton her dress working my way from the very top button just under her chin. I get to the second from last button, but the dress falls away and ends up in a heap around her feet.

She is standing there with nothing on except her lacy bra. I reach behind her to undo the clasp on her bra that are holding her small but perfectly shaped breasts. We touch our cheeks together. She lets out a small moan and she shivers once again. Goosebumps are appearing all over her body. With her clasp loose I reach up to her shoulders and slowly slide her bra straps down. Her bra falls, but it is caught on my erect cock that is nearly pressing up against her flat belly.

Without thinking, she reaches down and grabs her bra and my cock with her hand. She holds it there. Clasping my cock and slowly stroking it. This time she looks into my eyes to get approval. I give it to her.

Yvette then slowly makes her way down with her tongue to my pounding cock and takes it in with her mouth. She gives one long suck of it and I nearly cum on the spot. But you have trained me well my Mistress, and I resist the urge to cum there and then. You were entranced at what was happening on the edge of the bed. Seeing your slave being sucked by a maid. But you had plans for her and me. This wasn’t being punished. It was nice, but not really being punished.

“This is all very nice and is turning me on, but I think that the punishment should be under my control don’t you think my Sissy Slave and maid?”

Immediately I pull back and my cock POPS out of Yvettes mouth.

“Yes Mistress” I reply.

“My Sissy Slave is to become my maid. Put on your uniform slave. All of it. From panties and bra to the dress and hotel cap.”

“Yes Mistress, you know I love being a real Sissy Slave”

“Now go and get dressed Sissy Slave. And don’t forget the lipstick. Find some lipstick."

"Yvette, come to me.”

I quickly pick up all of Yvette’s clothes from the floor where they had fallen and went off to the bathroom to get dressed and hopefully find some lipstick.