You always tell me you want to dress up like a sissy slut and suck cock, but when push comes to shove, you always chicken out. I’m pretty fucking sick of that, so the next time you call me, it will be for forced sissy training. I don’t care if you disagree – you aren’t the boss. I am, and you know that. Stop trying to pretend like you wear the pants in this relationship. If I have it my way, and I will, you’ll never wear pants again. You’ll be in dresses, mini skirts, and slutty lingerie from now on.
In addition to that, you’re going to be on your knees with a big fat cock down your throat, too. And not just any cock. Since you’ve been stringing me along for so long, you’re gonna get started with a bang. I think you’d look pretty slutty with a giant black cock down your throat. I don’t care if you gag. I don’t care if it makes you vomit. Maybe you should have done what you told me you wanted to a long time ago and then you would have had a much easier experience. Call me now, sissy. I’m tired of waiting.