degradedsissy1:Now, your permanent steel collar will arrive next month, but this leather one will
degradedsissy1: Now, your permanent steel collar will arrive next month, but this leather one will do until then. Whenever we go out I will attach this leash, and you will mince along two paces behind me. If I stop anywhere for more than a minute you will drop to you pretty stockinged knees beside me. If we go to a bar or a restaurant or anywhere where I sit down, you will also kneel beside me, you head bowed. This is so everyone understands your status. You’re not a boyfriend! I mean look at you, dressed in stockings and high heels, and makeup and that unbelievably sissy dress. Men don’t dress like that. And men don’t let women lock their equipment in chastity. And your not my girlfriend either. Despite the fact you dress like a girl, you’re not one. You’re a sissy. People will see that already from the way you dressed, but the collar and leash will make it starkly obvious. People will stare at you. People will snigger and smirk and point and laugh. Some guys will be jealous - some will want to have me; some will quietly fantasise about trading places with you; some will fantasise about having you faggy little ass. But most will look at you as some pitiful little faggot and wonder what you’re doing with me. Women will look at you with a mixture of ridicule and amusement. None will mistake you as anything resembling a man. You will burn with shame. You will exude weakness; defeat; surrender. But you will learn to deal with it. The upside is you get to feel the soft friction of you hose; the silky smoothness of your satin panties; the tight embrace of your bra; the swish of the hem of your skirt around your knees. You will experience the sweet smell of your lipstick; the click of your heels and the mincing gait they force upon you. You will experience intense feelings of girlieness. In amongst all off the shame and humiliation you will experience an intense arousal that only sissies can ever know. Now, just check your lipstick and let’s get off to your class reunion. -- source link