⚡🔥✨The moment Mark stepped into my bedroom, I purred, “This isn’t just a date prep—it’s the start of your Sissy Training.” He froze, lips parting as my heels clicked toward him, the scent of his nervous sweat mixing with the musk of my arousal. “You’re mine tonight,” I whispered, trailing a fingernail down his chest. His timid nod only fueled me. I stripped him bare, savoring the way his sissy cock twitched when I spanked his trembling ass. “Stay still,” I ordered, slathering his torso with neon pink body glitter until he looked like a radioactive candy bar. Next, I shoved him face-first onto my velvet chaise, binding his wrists to the headboard with silk scarves. “Kneel,” I crooned, tossing him my matching crimson thong and garter belt. He fumbled, lips smacking the lace as I adjusted them, yanking his hair back into a ponytail. “Look at you a little slut like me,” I sneered, brushing Foundation onto his flushed cheeks, exaggerating his blush until he glowed like a wanton pixie. “Time for lipstick,” I purred, dragging the brush across his quivering lips. He sucked it into his mouth, moaning as I bit his bottom lip—hard. “Bad boys get punished and turned into little sissy whores,” I hissed, slapping his ass. Mark’s sissy clitty erection throbbed against the thong, pre-cum seeping through the crotch as I snapped a bralette over his pert pink nipples. “You’re dripping for me already,” I cooed, snapping photos of his plump, pinked-up body. I shoved a vibrator up his sissy asshole and made him cum. “Clean up your mess now you know what sissy sluts get,” I ordered, shoving him toward the door. “Your ‘date’ awaits—don’t keep him waiting.” Mark tripped, the thong riding up to expose his glistening hole, and I cackled. “Walk like a sexy little bitch,” I growled, pushing him into the hallway. He glanced back, eyes dilated, lips glossy and pleading. “Remember—Sissy Training never ends,” I whispered, slamming the door on his whimper. My heels clicked away, already plotting tomorrow’s lesson.💎🌙⚡