On my command, you take off all of your clothes and fold them neatly for me. If I do not think you have shown great enough care, I throw your clothes on the floor and you try again until the folds are perfect. While I sit with my crop resting on my thigh, you parade naked for me as I laugh at what a sissy you are.
After I am thoroughly amused by your humiliating display, I point to the pile of clothes you will wear for me. First, the stockings. Though they itch, I make you put the thigh-high black stockings on your hairy legs. When you hesitate or puncture the material with your clumsiness, I punish you with my crop across your bare ass. Next, you put on the lacy black thong. Show me your pathetic ass in that, I order, and when you do not twirl quickly enough, my crop finds your calves. The blow stings, but you know it is only a reminder of how pathetic you are.
You put on the bra, and as you fumble to clasp it in the back, I bark, "You must really be a impotent sissy if you can't do that!"
Once you get the bra on, you put on the frilly dress and slide your clumsy feet into the heels. I point you to the mirror and demand you put on pearls and lipstick. "Just like you put on Mommy's lipstick as a sissy little boy!" I shout. Whack goes the crop when you smudge your makeup.
Now that I am satisfied that you have dressed like the sissy bitch you are, I put a song on and command you to dance. You are clumsy in your borrowed heels, and when you trip, I punish your ass with the crop again. I point out your reflection in the mirror as you dance about clumsily and order, "Say, 'Thank you, Valentine, for showing me what as sissy little bitch I am!'" You repeat what I've told you, grateful that I have made you into my sissy bitch.
As you catch your breath, I begin to stroke the length of my silicone cock. On your knees, I say, suck me like a good bitch. You get onto your knees and begin to suck my silicone cock the best you can. Faster, I demand, don't you know how to suck cock? You take as much of my silicone cock in my mouth as you can before you gag on it, and I laugh. Only an unworthy bitch would choke on my cock!
"Get up and bend over this bench," I order. "Now!"
You scramble to your feet and comply, bending over the bench I have waiting for you, your sad ass poking up in the air. You feel exposed, vulnerable. You know what is coming next and as much as you are humiliated, you crave the feel of my silicone cock deep inside you, that feeling of submission before me.
"Pull up your dress and move your thong aside, bitch," I command, hitting your ass again with my crop.
You comply. I grab your ass firmly between my hands, plant one of my heels beside your face to remind you who I am, and begin teasing your embarrassingly tight ass with my silicone cock. At first, the tip of my silicone cock hurts you, but as you adjust to me, the intrusion becomes more pleasant.
"A good bitch could take me right away," I chide.
Once your ass is warmed up, I begin to plunge my silicone cock into you over and over. You are vulnerable, exposed, humiliated in my presence. I make you suck the heel of my stiletto again like a cock and laugh. I continue to plunge into your ass, over and over, and mock you. What a stupid sissy bitch you are for liking this!
After I am satisfied that you have come closer to actualizing your true place as my sissy bitch, I show you to the shower.
"You have pleased me today," I say with a smile. "You may see me again."
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