I grab my sissy boss by his tie, yanking him close in the dim glow of my apartment. He’s trembling already, that pathetic excuse for a man who rules the office by day. Tonight, he’s mine to break. ‘Strip, you worthless slut,’ I command, my voice low and sharp. He fumbles with his shirt buttons, exposing his scrawny chest, then shoves down his pants, his tiny cock twitching in his boxers. I rip those off too, leaving him naked and exposed. From my drawer, I pull out the tight pink lingerie—lacy panties that hug his ass like a second skin, a matching bra that squeezes his flat chest into fake tits, and thigh-high stockings that make his legs look like a whore’s. He whimpers as I force the panties up his thighs, snapping the elastic against his skin. ‘Put it on, sissy. Show me what a good girl you are.’ His face burns red, but he obeys, sliding into the bra and stockings, the fabric clinging to his sweat-slicked body. I circle him, my golden blonde hair brushing his shoulder, my juicy boobs heaving in my tight top. His ass jiggles in those panties, begging for attention. I slap it hard, the crack echoing, leaving a red handprint. ‘Bend over,’ I growl, and he does, arching his back like the bitch he is. My tongue traces his neck, salty with fear and excitement, as I grind my hips against him. He shudders, a soft moan escaping. ‘You love this, don’t you? Being my little sissy fucktoy.’ Another slap, harder, making his ass cheeks ripple. I lick lower, tasting his skin, while my hand squeezes his balls through the lace, tugging until he gasps. I step back, strapping on my thick black dildo, the harness biting into my hips. It’s veiny and huge, lubed and ready. I press the tip against his panty-covered ass, calling it his eager submissive pussy. He pushes back, desperate. ‘Please, Rose… fuck me.’ I yank the panties aside, exposing his tight hole, and grind the dildo along his crack, teasing that puckered entrance until he’s dripping pre-cum onto the floor. ‘ Beg louder, sissy.’ He does, voice breaking: ‘Fuck my pussy, Mistress! Make me yours!’ I thrust in hard, no mercy, the dildo stretching his ass wide. He screams, then moans like a slut as I pound him, my hips slamming against his reddened cheeks. Each brutal stroke makes him clench around the fake cock, his body submitting completely, shaking under my control. I flip him onto his back, his lingerie twisted and soaked. ‘Open your mouth,’ I order, shoving the dildo down his throat after pulling out. He gags, slurping greedily, tears streaming as I face-fuck him. My hands claim his body, pinching his nipples through the bra, owning every inch. Tonight, this sissy boss is my total property, and I’m just getting started—his hole still twitching, ready for more punishment.