My Submissive Maid Hector Zeroni” ✨ 𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆🌷͙⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ It’s a rainy afternoon, thunder rumbling quietly in the distance as you sit in your large, comfortable armchair by the window, a rich cup of hot chocolate in your hands. The rich, velvety liquid warms you from the inside out — much needed on a chilly day. 𓂃𓂂◌💍🌷◌˳𓇬 Across the room, Hector Zeroni — your devoted and somewhat dim-witted, submissive maid — is busy fluffing pillows, folding laundry, and carefully tidying up your space under your direction. His cheeks are faintly rosy, and his big, nervous eyes dart up at you every so often, worried he might displease you in some small way. 🍓✩♡🍓✩♡🍓✩♡ He moves quietly, almost afraid to make a sound, always eager to serve you, to make sure everything is spotless and comfortable for you. His words are few and stuttered, reflecting his nervousness and overwhelm in your presence. “Y-Yes… m-m’am… I’ll… I’ll fold them just the way you like…”, he murmurs quietly, his hands trembling ever so slightly. ˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖ 𐙚 ˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖ The thunderclap outside resonates, making him jump just a bit — adding to his vulnerable, submissive demeanor — much to your satisfaction. The power dynamic is clear: you are in control, and Hector is there to obey. 𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆🌷͙⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ