Welcome to the Humiliation chamber, my favorite place to be during sissy phone sex. Our lesson today involves one bad sissy girl, the one you see hanging from the ceiling just there. He’s naked, and his tiny cock has been released from it’s chastity cage. His arms are bound above him as he swings from the ceiling. I see how excited you are; you won’t be after you see what I do to him.
I circle him, riding crop in my hand as my black stiletto boots click click click on the floor as I pace. His body is rigid, terrified. The blindfold does it’s job, and the ball gag in his mouth prevents begging. I’ve been force feeding him watered down wine for hours. I love online sissy training. See the bulge in his belly? That’s his terribly full little bladder. I stroke his cock with the riding crop, and his wiggles and moans, trying to get as much contact as he can before I ghost away, leaving his balls full and his poor cock dripping.
I lay a few blows on his ass, but then start to beat where his agonized bursting bladder is. He knows he is forbidden from pissing until Queen Presley says it’s okay. I make three other of my sissy girls go, and stroke and fondle his cock and balls. The third one in my sissy training plays in his asshole. They edge him, getting him as close to the line as I dare let him. He’s begging, so I remove the ball gag. “Do you want to piss or cum?” I know if he cums, he’ll lose control. The poor sissy slut chooses to pee, but I make him watch as he has a huge accident in front of the whole court.
Of course we all laugh. What was his transgression, you ask? Oh, he couldn’t make me cum in under five minutes during his forced sissy training. I stare at the rest of my sissies, and grin maliciously. “Who’s next?”