Sissy maid training in a beautiful castle

Sissy maid training

Last summer I received the best call of my life to be a Sissy maid training. I had just got the job at the Queens Mansion as a Sissy maid training! I couldn’t believe it. I’ll always dreamed about living at the castle and this was my chance. My parents and family were so proud of me. I was about to embark on the biggest journey of my life.

I was picked up by a gorgeous van. The castle was enormous and I was given a set of rules, my uniform, and a beautiful room over looking a river with swans.  On of the rules states that you must never enter the Queen/kings area of the home. My uniform was white. A short dress with a little hat. At dinner I walked around the table pouring tea.

The king made eyes at me and rubbed my thigh as I poured his glass, rubbing his fingers on my panties. I didn’t react. When serving cake he did it again but this time he slide his finger in my tight little twat and he could fee how goey it was. I was so turned on that the king himself chose me to be his sissy.

As we all head to bed I could hear my door slightly open. It was the king. He demanded that I do what he says. He got out his dick, told me to get on all fours and stick it in my mouth. He grabbed a hold of my head and slammed it in his groin. I could hardly breath. His cock was down my throat and I was gagging. I then swallowed his cum as he beatoff on my face. I was hit personal slutter swallower, cock beater and the Queen never knew. 

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