degradedsissy1: Oh, precious, you really just need to let go of that misplaced pride. Your days of b

degradedsissy1: Oh, precious, you really just need to let go of that misplaced pride. Your days of being an important man at that office are gone. In fact your days of pretending to be any kind of man are gone. Embrace the shame, darling, for your life is going to be so full of it from now on, you are going to be wallowing in shame. I know how you are bitter that I undermined you. I know you think I’ve been a total bitch who undermined you. That’s true. I was and I am. When I found that memory stick of dressed up like a woman, in chains and steel collars, doing all kinds if depraved things, I’d struck gold. Initially it was only a vehicle to advance my career at your expense, princess but, later, it also aroused some very deep seated sadistic impulses in me. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not in the slightest way attracted to you. I prefer men. REAL men! Not prissy faggots that mince about in women’s clothing. But having you - the man, or the excuse for a man, I should say, that stood between me and that job I wanted - now stand here dressed in your stockings, you stiletto heels and that dilutive maids uniform, overcome with shame, in a totally weak and submissive state, excites me in some strange way. I don’t find anything sexy n looking at something that was born as a man, but has failed to be a man and minces about as girl. What I do find so exciting, my queer little girlie-boy, is your complete defeat; your total surrender before me. I find it empowering and incredibly arousing. Watching, what once purported to be a man, implode before my very eyes….. Wow. I can see that this is oh so painful to you, and the abjectness of your demise, stopped of your pride and self-respect, overwhelmed by shame, arouses something stirringly sadistic in me. Yet I also sense that you know that this is somehow how it was all going to end, and that, in some perverse way,you want to be here. Your career is over, but you can still walk out of here, right now. But you won’t. You will willingly serve as a bizarre transvestite house maid to the bitch that destroyed your career, won’t you? Because, somehow, deep down, it’s what you really want. I suspect that when I introduce you to the men in my life, you will even drop to those pretty stocking clad knees and and lick them clean after they’ve had their way with me…. …..ooh, I think that did hit a very raw nerve. I do sense that you derive a sort of intense dark pleasure; a bitter-sweet excitement; a black beauty from your own humiliation and destruction. You and I are going to get on just fine. Welcome to your new life faggot. -- source link

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