I am obsessed with sissy phone sex. But that didn’t stop me from using them, did it? No, I enjoyed every inch of their pathetic little bodies, every moan and every groan. They were mine, and I would never let them go. I was the ultimate femme dom, a true sissy slut trainer, and I revel in the power I hold over these so called men. Pathetic little sissy’s is all they really are to me and I love using them in every way possible.
I love finding new victims to train and new ways to humiliate them. I took out my sex addiction o their holes and treating them the way men often like treating me. Until I became a sissy trainer that is. Ever since I could take out everything on these grown men and they let me, it’s wild! As long as I have my sissy sluts to play with, I will always be happy. And they are just happy to be used by someone as hot and sexual as me, to be my little whores. Because in the end, that’s all they were good for.
And so it goes, day after day, night after night. I continue her reign of terror, training sissy sluts and using them for my own twisted pleasure. Some may say I have no regard for their feelings or their well-being, only for my own satisfaction. And the men who fall under my spell? They become nothing more than worthless cocks, living out their days as my little playthings. They would be right.