He needed sissy humiliation. He was about 5’2. I towered over him. He was a small man. He was not handsome or rich. He had nothing to offer me but amusement. He wouldn’t go away, so I made him work for my attention. I had invited him over but he lied to me. He was a Tinder date but it was not his picture he used. He duped me and thought it would be no big deal. I had him put on the panties I was wearing. The loser didn’t even question it. He just put on the panties. So, I told him to dance for me too. OMG. He gave me the white man’s overbite dance. He was pitiful. I couldn’t stop laughing. He didn’t realize I was laughing at him. He thought this was foreplay or something. Shameful pathetic loser. I put a wig on him. I put makeup on him and I even made him wear a dress. It was forced feminization that made him realize this was not some sort of weird foreplay. I thought he was going to cry. I almost felt bad for a moment, then I was like this loser thought he had a shot with me. This loser lied to me. I told him if I was mistaken about his cock size, I would fuck him. That was how certain I was that he had a small dick. I told him if he measured over 5 inches soft or hard, I’d fuck him. No way he was even close. He seemed really confident that he had what I needed. He pulled the panties down, and I measured a 3-inch hard dick. Pathetic. Loser. I just laughed and laughed and he cried and cried. I kept his clothes and sent him home in his new sissy outfit. He is someone else’s problem now.
Sissy Humiliation was Needed
Cuckold Phone Sex with Claudia
I have been craving a sissy to dominate. I want a sissy who will do whatever I say, whenever I say it. But, sadly, I have yet to find the perfect sissy.
It’s not like I want to hurt you…that much. I just want to dress you up in the finest of clothing, the frilliest of frilly lingerie and have you be my perfect, pretty, little slave.
Whether it is dressing you up and parade you around like the pretty princess you are. Or, it’s putting a choke collar on you along with a leash.
I can humiliate you and degrade you, yet still make you feel loved. Let me be your destruction and one and only desire in life. Once you’ve had a taste, you’ll never want to leave.
I want to tease and please my little pet over, and over, and over again. Let me spoil you with pleasure or torture you until you are about to explode. Either one is fine with me. I am just in such a giving mood.
But I warn you, I can become addictive. So, will you indulge in a little one on one with a Goddess?
While My husband watches
I love my husband. He lets me be me. What comes with being me? Well a lot of things. The most important aspect of it all is he lets me be a sliutty black bitch whore. I was a whore when he met me and he never wanted to change me. I am who I am. Even even likes to watch guys fuck my tight black wet pussy. Especially the black guys. He only allows guys with Big Black Cock to smash these caramel pussy walls. I remember one time when the cable guy came over to fix the cable. He was rather handsome. More importantly you could see his dick print through his pants. I was so horny seeing his bulge I just had to grab it. I did just that. I winked at my husband and he gave me a nod okay. I undressed my robe and laid on my back on the floor. I told the cable guy to come here and did so staring at my hard ass nipples the whole time. I puled his long black dick out of his pants and begin sucking the skin off his dick. My eyes were big in amazement how long, thick and hard it was. Mmmm my pussy is getting wet just thinking about it right now. I slobbed all over his man stick until he bust a load of cream all into my mouth. I swallowed it with pride. The whole while my husband is in the corner stroking his meat stick while watching me suck that Big Black Cock. Let’s just say we get our cable fixed every week. How about you come over and fix the cable for me?
Dress Up With Bridgette
I love this time of year! It’s Halloween and we have so many parties to attend. Lucky for you that I’ll be picking out all of your slutty little sissy outfits. Hair, makeup, panties, heels, costume.. the works. For our first party I’m dressing you up as a sissy slut maid. The panties will be pink and lacy, with a matching bra. Of course you’ll need some thigh high stockings for an outfit like that. A skimpy little skirt to show off your feminine figure and ass and a tight top to really push up those tits we have stuffed for the occasion. You won’t just be dressing like a slutty maid by the way. You’re going to be serving and servicing men and women just as a slutty maid does. It’s going to be both humiliating and liberating. Regardless of how much you deny it, I know you’ve been dying to dress up and suck some cock! Well this weekend we’re going to break you in and turn you into the wanton whore you were meant to be.
My Wildkatt
I know she does what she wants; she doesn’t like to be submissive. It’s really her way of telling me, fuck you, and she knows it. She’s high-and-mighty, and I am going to fix her ass I’m going to show her I’m in control. I always liked her sexy little bubble ass I’ve always thought of it is a fantastic set of cheeks. She gets nasty for me; that’s what I like about her, she makes me a lot of money, but she doesn’t apply herself like I want her to. You know what surprises me, I had her do a job for me last night. I had her work with this guy will call him Peter, anyway Peter is a real good customer I sent girls his way before, and he aims to please just as much as I do. Peter pays well, so that makes him way more inviting anyway. Peter gets bored easily, but he is not bored with sweet cheeks. So I set him up on a date I told her he was in for his bonus she looked at me she smiled coy and sexy. She got right up to my ear and whispered, does that mean I give him anything he wants? My pussy got instantly wet because I like her; she looks so innocent, but she’s such a fucking walking whore. I had to keep my composure; it took me a second or two later than I would have liked, but I got my mental capacity together responded. Yes, he could have what he wants and more. I have to be in control; I don’t want my girls to think of me is weak. I can’t be seen as submissive at any time; that’s not good for my job; it’s not good for my bottom line. My Wildcat met up with Mr. Peter, and she fucked him and sucked him and did all of the tricks that I love for her to do. She did more than a phenomenal job; she said she had more because he’s definitely hooked on her. There is a lesson in this; we’re just going to have to figure it out together. I’ve got some hot sluts, but my Wildkatt will do whatever I instruct her to. She might be hard to tame, but she’s my challenge, and I accept it.