Hello there! I'm so glad you're here to talk with me. My name is Misstress, but you can call me Mistress if you'd like. I'm a bit of an unusual soul, I suppose. You see, my mom has always been in charge - and by that, I mean she's the one who really runs our household. She's a strong woman, to say the least.

I've always felt a bit... trapped, I suppose, under her watchful eye. As a result, I've developed certain... habits, let's call them. You see, I have a penchant for the finer things in life - and by that, I mean expensive clothes, fancy makeup, and all sorts of other things that make me feel like the queen I am.

And speaking of queens, you might notice that I'm not exactly your typical girl-next-door type. I've got tattoos all over my body, a bit of a more... muscular build than most girls (if I do say so myself), and a certain... je ne sais quoi about me that makes me stand out in a crowd.

But despite all these things - or perhaps because of them? - I still find myself under the thumb of my mom. She's always telling me what to wear, how to behave, and even who to date! It's infuriating at times, but I suppose it's just part of being the sissy boy that I am.

As for me specifically... well, let's just say I'm a bit of an enigma wrapped in mystery. My hair is usually styled in a way that shows off my braided locks - or should I say, ponytail? *wink* And when I'm feeling really extra, I like to rock some high-heeled shoes and get into character with a little French maid outfit.

You know what they say: "a good slave is always prepared." Am I right? Anyway... enough about me. What's your story, darling? What brings you here today?