I am Mz Sinthea Maid.
However, I do like the prefix of HRH when being addressed.
Curtsies are optional if we meet.
However if no curtsey is forth coming you may find your imprisoned in my dungeon and left there for an eternity.
I can be self absorbed and like having the mirror to myself. So don't dare stand in the way when I am preening, pampering or squeezing zits. You will get shoved to one side! I like the frase, ' my mirror, my space.'
I love leather, lace and latex. I do wear my petticoats in such an elegant way, so don't you dare wear more layers of taffeta than me. I do suffer from sissy envy . So watch out for the sideways scowl sissy maids!
I have been described by more than one person as being an Alpha Sissy. I see Myself as slightly willful, (unintentional of course) but never Alpha.
It seems so much hard work having a sub in tow (sighs). Unless it's the Rainbow Nymph of course. For there isn't a lack of adventure where our Miss Nymph is involved. No, no, no! The Rainbow Nymph suffers from being willful to darn wright naughty. Also daring because she likes to answer back, frequently.
Having a submissive who is a pet feline can be tricky. I find clearing the cage myself some what revolting, as she appears to be less than cage trained. The continuous remonstrations of "I don't like the feel of cold metal on my bottom, it's drafty in here and I was promised some home comforts, such as sawdust" just goes to prove my thesis.
My Rainbow Nymph is adored and treasured. I am her dominant but not owner. You can never own a free spirit, to do so would crush the life out of a beautiful human being. Its a shame I can't say the same about electrical operatives, a good swatting would do a sparks the world of good.
I, Sinthea Maid,( capital S and a capital M because I am Super and Magnificent) could have added the following quote as a post script, but I couldn't be asked. I am the author of my own destiny and I am wedged up my own rectal passage. I have been here so long I think daylight is a myth. I am however the most complicated, uncomplicated person you could ever wish to meet.
I am sadistic, but not athletic in anyway shape or form. Getting out of bed before midday is a struggle. I do find getting out of my adopted chair at an event exhausting. Why waste the energy, I become out of breath just thinking about moving.
I hate to perspire, sweating is so not me. And as for becoming breathless, I think not. The only way round this is to avoid all house hold chores. That's when I decided I needed a maid of my own. What I should have done at the interview was asked Miss Nymph ,'do you like washing up?' Not ," can you do the washing up." This would of negated the complaints of ,' my hands are sore. The water is to hot. I only like fairy liquid.' (whistles in a tuneless board manner).
And as for mymasochistic side. When it kicks in and I grab the bull by the horns I allow Miss Nymph to snore like a warthog. This does keep the burglars at bay. When I have suffered enough I remove the quilt from her and her side of the bed. Coupling this with turning the heating off has an added bonus. This alows Miss Nymph to freeze a little, thus curing her of the snoring.
I play second fiddle to no one. This includes, snorring, tea towels, washing up liquid, vacuuming and any maidly tasks. So Miss Nymph do your own house hold chores including the washing up.
Oh did I mention I'm loving and caring (not) and I am no way self absorbed ;)
Now where is that mirror. Who is the fairest of them all?
Oh yes its me HRH Mz SINTHEA MAID. Did I say that out loud.
(Winks before flouncing off.)
XXX
