When I had a hot sissy phone sex experience, I am always in a rush to tell my other sissy’s about it. I started riding him, grinding against him, enjoying the power I had over my own brother. “You’re such a little clitty girl,” I said, slapping his cock. “You’ll never please a real woman with that pathetic thing.”
I fucked him hard, making him take every inch of the dildo, and when I was done, I pulled it out and made him clean it off. “Now you know what it feels like to be used like a sissy slut,” I said, spitting on him. “And don’t ever touch my panties again.”
I left him there, tied up and humiliated, knowing that he would never forget this lesson. I love training my pathetic little brother to be the sissy slut he was born to be.
I strutted out of the room, my high heels clicking on the floor, feeling powerful and in control. I knew that my brother would never be able to resist me again. I had him completely under my thumb, and I loved it.
Later that night, I invited some of my black friends over to help me fuck my pathetic little brother. They loved seeing him all tied up and helpless, his face beet red with shame. We took turns using him, making him suck our dicks and take us deep inside him. “Oh yeah, that’s a good little sissy boy,” we’d say, laughing at his expense.
After we were done, I left him there, exhausted and used. But I knew he’d be back for more. He was addicted to the humiliation and degradation, just like I was. And I couldn’t wait to give it to him again like the sissy slut he is.
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