Yoü can´t decide
Date: 8/7/2017, Categories: BDSM, Trans, Author: klammer, Source: xHamster
"He's here, Sissy- answer the door," she calls confidently from the dining room where I just poured her a glass of wine. I steel myself for the humiliating ritual that's been perfected through rote repetition- though the number of times it's performed, like every other degradation I suffer through on a daily basis, does little to lessen the sheer gut punch of the act of pure submission. I open the front door and step back to allow Sir through, my gaze downcast as not to make the punishable offense of eye contact. In my mind, the ridiculousness of this situation is heightened as he's quite a few years younger than me, not particularly well muscled, and not even as tall as me in flats, let alone the 5" inch stiletto heels constantly required of me. But while he's wearing a trendy button up shirt and simple slacks, I'm attired in a ridiculous ensemble that's more petticoats and ribbons than satin dress material. I used to wear mostly black and detested over the top feminine accoutrements- so of course Mistress declared that my particular sissy style would be what she giggling referred to as "l****a Barbie Princess". My entire wardrobe now consisted of mid-thigh length dresses and appropriate accessories in various shades of pink; from Pale to Electric. My naturally straight dark hair was dyed and exhaustively maintained platinum blonde, curled with pink highlights and held with ribbons into the occasional ponytail, or, more likely (like today), high ...