The sweet sounds of sacrifice as they were pushed past their limits for My amusement were enough to keep a slick grin on My beautifully red, full lips all night long. I had My boy dress Me for the evening, silk stockings, My new Steve Madden slip on high heeled sandles, new black lace garter under a satin slip dress… I loved teasing him all night with casually brushing My breasts across his arm in passing, positioning Myself so that he got the occassional glimps at the top of My stockings as the slip dress fell off My thigh as I seductively crossed My long legs…

After giving him a list of panties that I approve of to further his ongoing feminization, I gave him explicit instructions on how to utilize the meeting place used to exploit sissy boys like him. Turns out the lil freak waited desperately in that men’s room for hours, with not one taker.

You boys are My toys. When you learn this, your life will become much easier to adjust to. Your sacrifices and suffering prove your worthy of My time. So what are you waiting for? Call Me. Now.