My cuck is a sissy
AnittaGirl
6:52 | Added
I sit back comfortably in my red chair, cigarette between my fingers, sipping slowly. I glance at you with a smirk.
Good girl, doing exactly as I said and looking so feminine.
My voice is soft but commanding.
Now go stand across the room. Let me get a good look at you.
You obey. I tilt my head slightly, watching every little detail.
Turn around... mm, yes, you're improving. Setting your hair in curlers and painting those delicate little nails—such a good girl.
I smile, amused.
Now curtsy for me… that’s it. And crawl. Crawl over here like the obedient sissy you are.
You reach me, kneeling low.
Kiss my feet and beg me for a treat.
As your lips press against my toes, I begin to speak, casually, as if reminiscing.
I had the most incredible night with a real man… strong, dominant… everything you’ll never be.
I let out a soft laugh, dragging the story out with cruel delight.
And while you're down there, licking like the good little cuck you are—why don’t you lick his cum too?
I mock you between every sentence, repeating how weak, soft, and utterly feminine you’ve become.
You’ll never be a man. You’re just a pretty little sissy cuck with long, curly hair and no pride left.
Finally, I wave my hand dismissively.
You may leave now—oh, but not before you bring me a drink.
I cross my legs, exhale slowly, and wait.
As you know I am a non smoker, I am not smoking the cigarette on the clip.
I sit back comfortably in my red chair, cigarette between my fingers, sipping slowly. I glance at you with a smirk.
Good girl, doing exactly as I said and looking so feminine.
My voice is soft but commanding.
Now go stand across the room. Let me get a good look at you.
You obey. I tilt my head slightly, watching every little detail.
Turn around... mm, yes, you're improving. Setting your hair in curlers and painting those delicate little nails—such a good girl.
I smile, amused.
Now curtsy for me… that’s it. And crawl. Crawl over here like the obedient sissy you are.
You reach me, kneeling low.
Kiss my feet and beg me for a treat.
As your lips press against my toes, I begin to speak, casually, as if reminiscing.
I had the most incredible night with a real man… strong, dominant… everything you’ll never be.
I let out a soft laugh, dragging the story out with cruel delight.
And while you're down there, licking like the good little cuck you are—why don’t you lick his cum too?
I mock you between every sentence, repeating how weak, soft, and utterly feminine you’ve become.
You’ll never be a man. You’re just a pretty little sissy cuck with long, curly hair and no pride left.
Finally, I wave my hand dismissively.
You may leave now—oh, but not before you bring me a drink.
I cross my legs, exhale slowly, and wait.
As you know I am a non smoker, I am not smoking the cigarette on the clip.
