if I could get a job as maid, I wouldn’t think twice to accept the position. A gurl needs her fantasies while dusting, hoovering and mopping….
In my opinion, cleaning in itself is never fun. Not even when done in heels and uniform, as I do today. The reward comes from the statisfaction shown by Princess when she comes home. It may be just a sentence, but to me that’s still a reward.
I usually AM the recipient….
Yet another sissy being conditioned to associate pleasure not with her clitty, but with her tight little sissycunt. To make this even more effective, her clitty will be used for punishment solely.
This should be my motivational poster.
Lately I feel I’ve come to some sort of end of things to do or maintain to become the sissy I know I am. I can’t think of anything else I can do without someone pushing me past the soft limits I have reached. Behind those limits lie oportunities, experiences, adventures. But by myself I don’t dare to cross those lines even though the thoughts of what I might find there keep teasing me.