Phone Domination for sissy girls to lose all power and control, to me, Addilyn. When you called me you quickly surrendered all control. During Business hours a CEO of your own company, barking orders at boardrooms full of men who feared you. But the moment you dialed my line, voice shaking as you whispered your secret fantasies. Right away I knew you were just another fragile little boy desperate for Mistress Addilyn’s control.
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First off I laughed softly into the phone, my voice velvet and venom. “Strip, bitch. Right now. I want you naked and on your knees before we even begin.” Of course you obeyed instantly, cock already twitching.
The first lesson was simple: panties. I made you order the sluttiest pink lace thong online while I listened. The whole time mocking how hard you got sliding it up your legs.
As I teased and mocked you “Feel that fabric hugging your pathetic clitty? That’s the closest you’ll ever get to being a real man again.”
Night after night, I wove my web. I trained your walk—hips swaying like a desperate whore in the heels I commanded you to buy. Then I taught you makeup: cherry-red lips perfect for wrapping around cock, smoky eyes that scream “use me.”
My big, bouncy breasts filled your screen during our cam sessions, making you whimper with jealousy as I squeezed them, reminding you you’ll never have anything so perfect.
First, I broke your ego slowly. Next, I forced you to repeat after me: “I am Mistress Addilyn’s sissy slut. And I live to serve cock.” Each confession chipped away at the corporate mask until only the eager cock-whore remained.
The final test came when I brought in my bull—a real man with a thick, throbbing cock. You knelt before us on cam, thong soaked, begging to watch him fuck me first.
Kneel Before Mistress in Sissy Panties
I rode him reverse, my perfect tits bouncing while I stared into your eyes, laughing as you stroked your caged clitty.
Then I gave the order: “Suck him clean, sissy.”
Finally you leaned in, lips trembling, and took your first real cock—gagging, drooling, eyes watering as I praised you. “Good girl. This is what you were born for.
”When he came down your throat, I smiled, my gaze locking onto yours—my ultimate reward.
You swallowed every drop, liberated, intoxicated, finally free under my control.
Welcome to your new reality, my pretty little panty-wearing cock whore. Mistress Addilyn is very, very pleased.
