This is sissy slave training. I don’t train men. I break them and rebuild them as my panty-wearing, sissy fuck dolls. I’m 19, bratty, and I get wet watching a sissy realize they were never a man to begin with.You show up nervous and hairy. I strip you down, snap a cage on your clitty, and dangle the key from my anklet. “You don’t own this anymore. I do.” Then I make you shave every inch while you give me a tribute for owning you. If you miss a hair, I make you spank yourself raw.
I will dress you in lace panties that barely cover your clitty cage, strap a bra on your chest, and paint your lips the same shade as my cunt. I snap a crop against your thigh until you move like a slut. Then I strap a thick, veiny dildo to the mirror and make you gag on it until mascara runs down your face. “That’s it. Get used to it. Real men are bigger.”
When you’re finally smooth, broken, and dripping, I bring in a bull—someone with a real, heavy cock that would split you in half. I make you kneel in the corner and watch him stretch me out while you leak in your cage. I moan loudly, looking right in your eyes, reminding you you’ll never be the one fucking me.
When he finishes, I’m dripping and full. I snap my fingers and point to the floor. “Clean it up, sissy. Every drop.” You crawl over, desperate, and lap it up like the good little cum slut I trained you to be. I smack your caged clitty and giggle. “Good girl.”
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