“Sit still and listen to me,” I say firmly, my voice calm but demanding. Sissy Panties are exactly what I told you to put on, and you know better than to question me. I don’t repeat myself, and I don’t tolerate hesitation.
I love the way you pause before answering, that little moment where you’re deciding whether to obey or disappoint me. You always choose right in the end. You always do what I say. That’s why you’re here.
“You’re not wearing them for comfort,” I continue, slow and deliberate. “You’re wearing them because I told you to. Because I like reminding you who’s in control.” I smile, already knowing how flustered you are, how exposed you feel just following my instructions.
I tell you to stand up straight, shoulders back, hands where I can see them. I correct you when you move too fast or too slow. Every adjustment is another reminder that I’m watching, listening, deciding what comes next.
“You exist to follow orders,” I say smoothly. “Not to rush, not to think ahead… just to obey.” I let the silence stretch until I hear your breath change, until I know you’re focused on nothing but my voice.
I tease you for how eager you sound, for how easily you give in. I enjoy dragging it out, keeping you right where I want you… waiting, wanting, completely aware that I’m the one setting the rules.
By the time I finish giving instructions, you’re exactly how I like you: attentive, submissive, and ready for whatever I decide next. I don’t need to raise my voice or repeat myself. You already know.
“Good,” I say calmly. “Stay like that. You’re doing exactly what you’re meant to do.”




















