I guess neither one of us expected it to happen the way it did. I know I was certainly surprised when I came home early and caught you in my panty drawer. You standing there, wearing my best La Perla's, and deeply sniffing a pair of used Hanky Pankys. I would have rather you stretched out the Hanky Pankys but honestly with what you're packing down there, they weren't going to get overly taxed. ::giggle::
You were so engrossed with your itsy bitsy clitty and my panties, you didn't even hear me come in. I just stood at the door for a while watching. I'd whispered my plans to you many times before; to turn you into my sweet little sissy slut, because you really don't have the proper equipment to be a real man. I had to smile as I watched you take your first (not so tentative) steps into your new life.
You jumped like a frightened pussy cat when you heard my giggle from the doorway. "So my little slut…what have we here?" You tried to hide the Hanky Pankys behind you but even you knew there was no denying those semi-stretched La Perlas over your inky dinky. I removed my suit jacket as I slowly sauntered into the room. I noticed your little clitty get just a touch bigger when you spied your favorite red stilettos on my feet.
Even though I had been conditioning you for quite some time toward this moment, I was rather astonished at how easily my objective had been accomplished. I thought back over the months of extreme tease and denial; long periods of chastity occasionally broken by what I liked to call hypnotic release. You remember, don't you sweetie? How the ONLY times I would ever allow you release were those times I was whispering in your ear. Whispering all those naughty things you've now come to embrace.
I told you that you would eventually become just another cum whore. A sweet little fuck slut kept always in chastity and panties except when you are required to serve. Do you remember slut, what that service will entail? You will soon become my own little rent-a-hole. Your mouth and that virgin ass of yours used for nothing more than a convenient cum receptacle. Remember how those few times I allowed you release I made you lick it up? That was only because I wanted you to crave the taste of cum. I want you to need it as you used to need release. Don't look so surprised. Did you really think you would always be allowed to play with that little thing?
**hugs and cucks**
Misty
1-800-To-Flirt extension 0365-9386
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