We all have those things, those little quirks, that we feel ashamed about. The things that go against the societal norms and differentiate us as the freaks and perversions that stalk the shadows at night. The bumps in the dark that everyone warns us about?
It’s you, obvs, and your filthy desire to be a girl.
Not even a girl, because you want to keep that terribly small thing dangling between your legs that I hesitate to call a penis because, well, I didn’t think they came that small. No, you wanna be a pink-dress,-curly-wig-wearing sissy that is neck deep in a bevy of cocks so big that they can make you gag or some shit.
We both know that you want to be chained up in a house like Black Snake Moan. A pink chain, wrapped around a frilly french maid outfit, itself pink and white, allowing you to clean the manor, or even trailer, we both know you aren’t picky. Billionaire or meth mouth, as long as the cum is white, you don’t care. You are that pathetic.
And I know it because you tell it to me every time you beg me for sissy humiliation phone sex. To be honest, I’m glad I don’t have to look at you during it. I prefer to give my attentions to those who deserve it, and little dick sluts like you don’t even qualify. Usually.
But it just so happens, I know a few local tradesmen are looking for a little bitch, and I desperately want to get a new deck with some custom furniture. So c’mon , sissies? Ready to make fantasy a reality?
Just ask for Bree
My twitter fetishprincess
Call me at.
