Sometimes I just have to make fun of these stupid wannabe wussies who think they have what it takes to be one Mistress K’s Sweet Sissies and humiliation phone sex is the perfect way to do it. You know I’m perfectly willing to let a lackluster lame-o know that I don’t think they have it in them to be the best sissy boy ever, but sometimes they need a little extra persuasion and I sure as hell don’t want to see them every goddamn day. They’re fucking ugly and don’t deserve my precious time and assertive attention so I make those unsightly sluts call my beautiful ass.
Take Wayne, for instance. We’ve tried and tried to doll him up and make him somewhat attractive but no matter what I do to him, no matter what wig or dress I choose, no matter what color scheme I go with or amount of accessories I slap on the hairy hobgoblin, he always looks like a strung out bridge troll! He’ll never be pretty enough to be a girly boy, let alone grace my lustful lineup of lipstick loving lady lads with his displeasing presence.
There’s only one way to make Wayne look good. His best side is his backside so I strung up his junk, gave him a sign to hold and called every big black cock I know to come over and make Wayne sorry he ever thought he could be one of my clitty packing prissies.