I transformed my slave into the perfect maid, outfitting him in a uniform and even a wig, leaving no trace of masculinity. As he diligently performs his cleaning duties, I lounge on the sofa with my smartphone. A phone call comes in, but I can’t hear anything over the sound of the vacuum cleaner. Despite my need for silence, he doesn’t understand and continues his work. Frustrated, I scold him and kick him to get him to stop.
The interruption turns out to be a friend inviting me for drinks, an offer I gladly accept. I call my maid over to bring me a pair of shoes for my night out. To my dismay, they’re covered in dust. Furious, I order him to polish them with his tongue, starting with the soles and heels until they shine. As I watch him take pleasure in the task, I decide to reward myself with some satisfaction of my own.
I put on a strapon and approach him from behind, pushing it down his throat as I grab his head with my hands. It’s amusing to humiliate this sissy and fuck his mouth until the last bit of his masculinity disappears. But I’m running late, and my friend is waiting, so I leave him to finish the cleaning while I go out to meet them.