Sissy slave training, I can honestly say, is so much fun. I love taking a manly man and turning him into my pathetic little sissy bitch. Especially high-class men, like captains, pilots, or even corporate bosses. Either way, I know I will make them crumble and cave.
Making them crave and want to be in their tight little panties all the time. Which in training panties are an everyday thing and will replace any manly boxers you think you’re going to keep. Nope, my little bitch boy will do whatever I tell him to. Including watching me throw away all his many boxers and swimsuits. Replacing it with tiny sissy thongs and bikinis.
They have no choice but to send me daily check-ins. Part of being a good little sissy slave is telling your mistress and showing her how well you can follow her orders. Sending me daily pics and them begging for me spit to hit their worthless, greedy tongues.
Training is complete once I know that they would rather be a sissy bitch than a man. Because that’s all they were meant to be for me anyway. A good little sissy that mistress plays with like a little sex rag doll. Once they can’t stop thinking about it and only crave it. Then that’s when I know they are forever mine, and the training has made them realize who they belong to.





