Miss to Mistress by AJ Gray

Author:AJ Gray
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2022-12-09T05:00:00+00:00

There was no rumbling of pipes. No need to rush for the bathroom. No annoying condensation fogging up the mirror. Mya rolled from the bed, yawning a big yawn as she stretched her arms out behind her and strode languidly into the en-suite. There she stared into the big mirror at that face framed by luxurious waves of platinum blonde hair. That face, so very flawless in complexion, so very beautiful and yet strong as to be almost startling.

She stood mesmerised for a good minute, before finally looking away, using the bathroom then strolling from it and it into the spacious main room. She paused listening to the peaceful quiet – no high-pitched shrieks or nagging voices – just the slight soft whoosh of traffic. Mya headed over to the open kitchen, poured herself some muesli, then opened the laptop on the granite counter and browsed social media as she ate. There were a few missed group chats with Lottie and Samira, some updates on what she’d missed when Elise had been hunkering down, head-spinning just as hers had been – but nothing to alarm.

She shut the laptop, put the empty bowl on the counter and walked back through the bedroom into the big walk-in wardrobe. There she stopped in front of the full-length mirror. Another disbelieving stare at that face, then her gaze was travelling over the silk pyjama clad body. She hadn’t had a proper look yet – it felt like an invasion of privacy to do so – but now, given everything, how could she not?

Buttons were undone, the silky pyjama top slipped from slender shoulders. Then down came the bottoms over legs that still seemed to go on forever. There was a pace forward as she stared in no little wonder at such shapely breasts, such a sensuous body, eyes zeroing in momentarily on the landing strip of light pubic hair, before she was half turning, taking in a bum that was sexy and cheeky in its perky proportions.

The whole package was intimidating and formidable and had Mya straightening her posture, thrusting forward those breasts (so much bigger than her own) to properly do it justice. It was then that she heard the click of the front door from the main room, then that she grabbed a robe and rushed hurriedly into the bedroom, and peeking from it, saw the male maid’s arrival. Then she made the slightly panic-stricken call to Elise.

“Harmless,” she murmured, shutting the door, putting down the phone, pulse slowing from the shock of some stranger (a stranger at least to her) bursting in. Mya proceeded to change into a leopard print dress, slip on a pair of stilettos, and trying not to topple over, march out into the main room. The male maid immediately came hurrying to her, taking hold of the frilly trim of his uniform and curtsying subordinately.

“Morning, Mistress,” he said in a tone that on the spectrum of manliness, very much veered towards the weaker end.

Mya couldn’t but notice the pink chastity and smooth swollen balls as he curtsied.

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