Oh, you want me to tell you about my latest sissy maid training? Well, let me just say that he’s a pathetic excuse for a man. I found him on one of those sissy training websites, and I couldn’t resist the chance to turn him into my personal slave. He’s been dressing up in lingerie and high heels, learning how to do my hair and makeup, and even practicing sucking cock with a dildo. It’s hilarious watching him struggle with that tiny thing between his lips.
Anyway, I had him come over to my place yesterday to clean up. I made sure he knew who was in charge by making him kneel down and beg for his punishment. Then I told him what his duties were: clean the toilet with his tongue, clean my shoes with his spit, and use his ass to mop the floor. He didn’t even question me; he just did as he was told.
I watched as he got down on all fours and started cleaning the toilet with his tongue. It was disgusting, but also kind of hot seeing him like that. When he was done, he moved on to my shoes, spitting on them and then rubbing them clean with his saliva. It was like he was a dog or something.
Finally, it was time for him to use his ass to mop the floor. I made him bend over and spread his cheeks so I could get a good look at his hole. “Is this what you call a cock?” I asked , laughing at how pathetic it looked compared to the huge dildos I’ve been using on him. Then I took one of those dildos and shoved it up his ass, making him moan in pain as I fucked him from behind while he cleaned the floor. It was like he was my own personal fucktoy.
Throughout all of this, I kept calling him names like “faggot,” “sissy slut,” and “worthless cock.” I told him he would never be able to please a woman with that tiny thing between his legs. It was all part of his training, after all.
When he was done cleaning, I made him stand in front of me and show off his work. He looked like such a little clitty girl in his lingerie and heels, all sweaty and out of breath from all the work he’d done. I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of satisfaction knowing that I’d reduced him to this.
I gave him a few coins as a reward for his efforts, but only because I felt bad for him. He bowed down to me, thanking me for the opportunity to serve such a beautiful woman like me. I just rolled my eyes and told him to get out. I have no use for men like him, but they make great sissies.
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