Serving mistress

My mistress smiled and beckond to me. "Come here maid," she commanded and I obeyed with a smile. I curtsied to her, raising the hem of my short skirt. "How may I serve you mistress?" I giggled. "You haven't done a good job keeping my house clean," she purred, "I'm going to have to punish you." "Please punish me mistress, I've been a bad bad girl." "Yes you have," she smiled fondling my breasts, "And I know what your punishment shall be. You..."