A new girl

My Story Time:

OMG, bestie, buckle up because this shit was wild AF. So these three sissies—total icons, by the way—had this dude tied up, and yours truly? Yeah, I was the head bitch in charge. No cap, the way he was squirming in that chair? Chef’s kiss.

So I sashayed over in my lace-up heels, hips swinging, and lifted his chin with my glittery nails. “Oh sweetie,” I purred, “you’re about to get the ultimate glow-up.” His dick was already pathetic, like, barely there—iykyk—so I grabbed it between my fingers and giggled. “Aww, is this it? This your little clitty, baby?”

Then, period. My girls got to work. One strapped him into the tightest pink satin panties—oof, the whimper he let out—while another slapped a wig on his head. Me? I lived for the humiliation. “Say thank you, sissy,” I demanded, and when he mumbled it? Big yikes. I made him say it louder while I painted his nails neon pink.

The piece de resistance? The chastity cage. Tiny, sparkly, and so fitting. His little dick literally disappeared inside it, and oh my god, the way he moaned? Sheesh. I patted his head. “There we go, bestie. Now you’re pretty.”

Game. Set. Slay. 🎀✨