I was Master’s little sissy maid in training, kneeling at his feet. I was in big pump slut heels, affixed to me by cuffs around my ankles. My feet ached as I worked but master told me it was part of my training. Eventually my feet enough would be strong enough to endure them, eventually I may even be allowed to un-cuff them. Master told me they were necessary to make my ass and legs look better, and they might even have a slight toning effect on them. Master was very serious about my exercise regimen…
In addition to my slut pumps, Master dressed me in black thigh-high tights secured by a garter. My tummy and highlighting my fake bimbo tits. The cuffs around my ankles were highlighted by cuffs around my wrists and a neck chocker. I was also allowed to wear a wool skirt during most of my duties because it was winter and a bit cold in some rooms. Below that was my tight secured sissy clit, and my balls that continually ached, so much so I was now in a continual state of sissy hypnosis, willing to do anything for Master, praying for the sissy gasm releases which I rarely earned. Masters punishments were harsh and his rewards were even harder to gain, they never came without sacrifice and work towards my transformation. Master told me that as I became more obedient through my training, my releases may become more frequent. I loved him.