My upcoming training will have a focus on forced feminization and humiliation – all in ways designed to amuse and arouse me (and, perhaps, some of my girlfriends). Apparently there are a lot of new, confident “men” that want to step up to the plate and show me what they got – oh, it will be a pure delight stripping away their manhood little by little and turning them into my own little sissy whore.
For your first lesson, you need to be in your panties while you do a quick little shopping trip. Sissies that obtained my special kit do not need to do this shopping trip, because they already have the items I want them to use for this. Other sissies, though, must go out and purchase nail polish (in a pretty color and/or with sparkles) and lipgloss. You are not allowed to buy anything else at the store when you buy these items.
Billy was not allowed to masturbate or see women, but I was allowed to cum whenever I wanted. I dated frequently, and there were even times that I made Billy watch, tied up, as men fucked me. Then Billy had to clean me out, and one time even suck off the guy.
As I watch these built vixens take you down with ease and put you into shackles, shoving a ball gag into your mouth, I’ll be able to just sit back and pleasure myself, hopefully not distracting you. I have instructed them to be both physically and verbally cruel to you, as much as they would like, even if it means kneeing you in the balls to make you surrender, or using their thighs to cut off your air. The point is that they are going to take you down, right before my eyes, and do it in a way that clearly lets you know that you have absolutely no control.
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Good morning, my slut. I hope you’re having a nice day so far. How does that pink thong feel? Is it riding up the crack of your ass? Is the bra getting too uncomfortable already? Is your ass sore from the strap on surprise I gave you this morning? I’ve got a big day planned […]
I can also make you turn around, once my cock is dripping with your spit, and I can mount you from behind as I leisurely play with the controls. Which sensation will be most distracting and painful to you? Will it be the pounding of my too-big cock in your very, very tight and sensitive asshole – or will it be the cranking and closing of those plates over your crushed balls?
It feels wonderful to be miserable. It feels very alive. To feel desire -- relentless desire -- for something I cannot even predict. I just know I want a man. A new man. I want a new taste. I want to identify, pursue, seduce, and conquer someone who walks this planet at this very moment without the faintest idea how his life will change.
Soon, she was stuffing her wet, used panties into his pockets with notes that instructed him to worship, masturbate with (Sometimes not even to climax, but just to the edge), then return them, cleaned efficiently with the use of his tongue only. She’d inspect them, one at a time, as he was on his knees in her dorm room waiting for her approval.
I dream of restraining you, making you sweat like that but for me, seeing that pain in your eyes for real. I dream of you on the floor at my feet for another purpose, my little angel of misery. To see my boots up close. And in case you have wondered, that's why I conveniently shove them under your nose when you kneel with your head down on the dance floor. I smile, and I think, get used to it.
CraigsList Whore Good morning my corporate slut, I wanted to be sure that we’d have a very, very interesting weekend, so I started planning by spending a little time on Craigslist. Boy, has that site grown. You would not believe the kinds of things you can find and advertise for on there. I don’t want […]
You will start by kissing the tips of my boots one at a time, and by then I know your cock will be straining in the metal cage. You are to pull down your panties so I can see and I may put the heel of my boot over your heavy, aching balls.