He can already sense it, there was a thick atmosphere all around Mistress Alexya, a latex mistress, the kind you could cut with a knife. This is it; her sub is ready for a mindless night of domination, his face is covered into nothingness, a latex mask over it, with only a couple of holes he can breathe through. That should be enough to keep him alive, but still, induce so much fear into his shivering body.
Such is the way a high-class mistress like herself likes to start a sissy humiliation session. Her raven black hair suits the dark desires that hide deep inside, paired with a dark-red lipstick, and a leather corset, paint a colorful picture of a sadistic maiden.
As she’s towering over her new sissy, the high heels echo in the dark room decorated with candles and torture devices. It might not seem like much to someone else, but to Mistress Alexya that’s all she needs to thrive.
She’s drawing closer, and he is growing anxious with each new step of her latex boots, louder and louder as she approaches this pitiful shell of a human. The moment she starts flailing her whip and striking the ground will forever be etched into his mind. It’s a solid scare tactic, he’s backed into a corner, knowing failure to comply with her needs is going to cost him greatly.
She grabs him by the head and rips off the mask, his face is changing colors, from red to pale white, and everything in-between. A sigh of relief as he can finally take a deep breath. It’s playtime, she makes her first command, a real sissy needs to look and feel like it. No better way than to bring him a mirror, so he can take a look at himself,“ is that how a sissy should look like? I have just the thing to make you look right”.
The blonde wig makes him so pretty, now, how about some make-up? Yes, absolutely, and he should do it alone, so it gets all smeared around and makes him look like a cheap hooker.
“What a joke, you can’t even do girly things properly”, and those words, they hit him in the gut like a heavy punch. She nears closer to his face, and he can feel her breath dazzling him. Their lips lock, and the kiss is long and sweet but laced with a sense of false security. “Get up and bend over on a stool”. What now? What does she have in mind? He doesn’t know, but he is going to feel it soon enough.
The sound of a whip breaking the sound barrier is enough to make him tremble, and that’s when he feels it on his exposed buttocks. There’s a red line, clearly marked, made to remind him who is in charge. Mistress Alexya orders him to stand up, she can hear his whimpers, but she wants him to turn around so his face is visible to her.
“There, there, don’t cry little girl, I have something for you”, that’s when she hands him over a silky white dress, to strip him of his masculinity even further. His morale has hit the bottom levels, everything that made him a man is now gone, and he is his mistresses’ beautiful bitch. His whimpers have turned into full-blown crying, and she’s getting annoyed with it. Time to ball-gag him, so he can be properly toyed with.
Over in a corner is a squeaky wooden bed with a mattress on it. She orders him to lay on his stomach, and ties his limbs with ropes, spreading them far apart, nice and tight so he has no room to wiggle.
Oh, he knows what’s coming, it’s the sissy humiliation moment she’s been dearly waiting for. Armed with a strap on, she puts on a pair of latex gloves and dips them in lube. One finger starts probing his clenched anus, while she whispers in his ear to relax, or else it’s going to hurt like hell. His muffled scream signal that he’s uncomfortable, but this latex mistress doesn’t care, up goes another finger while she violently spreads his asshole into new widths. “Here it comes, it’s now or never so better loosen up your ass my pretty slave”, she says while setting up above him. The big stiff strap-on goes inside him, as his muffled scream gets louder.
Regardless, she won’t stop, as a matter of fact, she sticks it deeper inside, and keeps on going until his ass prolapses. At the same time, her hand reaches towards his crotch, grabbing that dick of his, which got rock hard and starts stroking it gently while impaling him violently. She can sense him enjoying it now, it’s getting closer, he’s about to cum, but she won’t let him finish just yet. Instead, she outright stops and unties him, ordering that he stands up. His mind is foggy, and he can hardly figure out what is going on, but still, he complies with her orders. His high-class mistress grabs a cup, gets behind him, and reaches down for his cock, jerking him off, until his hot semen starts dripping inside.
Exhausted, he thinks it’s over, or at least hoping so. “You’re going to drink this jizz up”, that will surely break him in shambles. She takes off the ball-gag to free his mouth, and his jaw aches like never before since he’s been wearing it for way too long. “Open your mouth wide,” she says, while sticking a plastic funnel in his mouth, and pouring in the hot jizz, “that’s right, straight down your throat, so I can make sure you have swallowed it all”.
Beaten down and ruined, he stands there, she has made him into a girl, the realization of that has broken him more than anything else. “Go clean yourself”, Miss Alexya says with a proud look on her face, yet another man she has taken under her belt and made him suffer like he never could have thought was possible.
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