MORGAN 1-844-332-2639, extension 236
I know we hang out together, but I know what you are up to. You study everything I do, what I wear, how I act… It’s so fucking clear, you want to be me. You wish you were getting all of the attention from the boys in class. You wish you were the one that caused jaws to drop when you sauntered by in that shorter than short skirt.
XXX Collette XXX 1-844-332-2639 ext 383
Ever since you and I have become lovers, you have put on this macho appearance. But the fact that you have sissy tendencies, that is quite transparent. No matter what you do to hide those sissy tendencies, I will always see right through you. I will always see you as a fucking sissy bitch.
As soon as I bring out my toy box which consists of all sorts of strap–ons, I can see your face light up. You become a sissy. Not quite sure why you try to hide it. I don’t think you should. Let me pick a strap-on for our playtime tonite.
VANESSA 1-844-332-2639, extension 232
I love to play with a Sissy. Dressing up, makeup and all that is involved is just pure fun. I love seeing an otherwise pent-up male break free and actually explore another side of his sexuality. It is just so freeing. I love to help facilitate that type of sexual and sensual freedom. Have you been feeling oppressed? Have you felt like you wouldn’t be accepted? Have no fear, Vanessa is here.
MISTRESS JASMINE 1-844-332-2639 ext. 262
It was the day before the end of summer vacation and Todd Stanwick was elated. His summer job would end tomorrow and along with it the mad charade that he had maintained for the last two and a half months–the charade that he was a girl named Tara. He could barely contain himself when he thought of tomorrow and how he would then be able to leave the office, go home and finally and forever wash off the makeup, remove the pantyhose and heels and dispose forever of all the feminine accoutrements that had been part of his disguise and return to some semblance of normalcy, to try to recover from the humiliating mindfuck of this summer, to attempt to mend his masculinity which, after his mother’s efforts to feminize him, had been left in shreds.
Occasionally, I’ll get invited to be a feature in certain burlesque shows. I invited my sissy to come with me one night (actually, I just told her…it was an invitation that proved impossible for her to refuse). I dressed my sissy in some low rise jeans with her lacy pink thong peeking up over her bubble butt. Her little pink crop top sweater fit her girlish figure, and showcased the huge boobs I paid for. I made her wear very high pink stilettos with little heart shaped locks on the ankles, to which I, of course, held the key. We spent hours at the salon having extensions put in her hair and having her makeup done. She thought it was because she was coming to watch me perform, but she had no idea what I had in store for her on this night.
