degradedsissy1: You can wipe that smile off your face, petal, I mean it.I want you to go mince to th
degradedsissy1: You can wipe that smile off your face, petal, I mean it.I want you to go mince to the shops to pick up some bread, milk and my papers. I didn’t take you on here for a sissy fashion show, behind the curtains, in your pretty stockings and prissy pink maids uniform. You want to dress like a maid, then be a maid. I don’t care if anyone recognises you. I don’t care if people stare and whisper and snigger and call you names. It’s probably time they all knew the truth about you. -- source link