Sissy In Training
He was young and so cute with long blonde hair. A friend
of mine asked me to let her son visit me for some training. I am always eager to train a sweet young boy in the art of being the perfect sissy slut. We chatted first over Chambord and he denied his penchant for lingerie, cross dressing and daddies. I of course knew better.
The more he denied the more adamant I became bordering on annoyed. With a hard slap to his pretty face I told him I had enough and he needed to remove his nasty boy clothes. He shyly stripped and I took out some very frilly panties. After another hard slap he began to dress for me.
I told him I would be back up shortly and he better be dressed and made up even if it was a utterly sad attempt with his makeup. I came back up with an older gentleman. The young man’s eyes lite up as he finally admitted to himself his desires.
Deviant Lady Rayne