💋🌹✨The corset on me from the Corset Training cinched tight, its steel boning biting into my ribs as Dahlia hummed behind me, her breath hot against my neck. “You love how small this makes you feel, don’t you, sissy slut?” she purred, her fingers expertly tightening the laces. I gasped as the fabric squeezed my softness, flattening my chest into a pliable canvas for her sissy fun. She always said my delicate frame was perfect for her work—like a slut doll waiting to be molded. Dahlia spun me around, her blonde waved curls cascading like honey over her pin-up lingerie. “Suck it,” she demanded, shoving a strapon between my lips. My lips glistened with pussy juices as she gripped my hair, her free hand palming her own breast. The sight of her lush body, painted in reds and blacks, made my thighs quiver. She giggled at my helplessness, the corset robbing me of breath. “Watch,” she ordered, dragging me to her bedroom. A tall, muscular black bull loomed there, his cock already dripping. “You’re gonna ride this while I play with my cunt,” she whispered, slamming me onto her bull’s shaft. My body convulsed, the corset digging deeper as I whimpered. Dahlia’s hand found her pussy, slippery and gooey, her fingers thrusting while her bull pistoned into my sissy pussyhole. “Faster, slut,” she hissed, her other hand yanking my hair. I whined, the corset constricting with every thrust, every muffled cry. She moaned louder than me, her cum spraying my face as she rubbed my clit raw through my panties. “Yes, my little sissy… let him fill you.” When it ended, she un-laced me slowly, letting me gasp as my torso sprung loose. “Next time,” she whispered, kissing my forehead, “we’ll try two cocks. You’ll be so tight.” I collapsed, her Corset Training having done its work—my body and mind forever hers.🔥💄💎