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My Lockdown Mistress: Part 2 is live! Mistress Olivia slowly wraps Matthew around her finger, locking him in chastity and forcing him to wear women's clothing. Will he come to his senses before it's too late? Or will he become her permanent sissy slave? amazon.com/dp/B0GQL2WMF9

Mood: youtube.com/watch?v=ixF5q85k…

This is so hot!

The Oxford comma is needed one out of every 1,000 times it's used, and that's being generous. Every other time it's grammatical wet-nursing, and we don't need it.

I will never relent on fewer vs. less.

The food arrived. Mistress Bianca waited until the waiter was out of earshot. “Take your sandwich into the bathroom and masturbate on it.” “What?” “You heard me.” He looked at his sandwich, then back at her. Her eyes were smiling. “How will I get it to the bathroom?” “You’re clever. You’ll figure it out.” He looked around the restaurant, then back at Mistress Bianca, who was enjoying his distress. “Can I just take the top piece of bread?” “No.” She beckoned him closer. She spoke softly. “As you masturbate, fantasize about sucking cock. Imagine I’m standing next to you, and you’re warming up some stud who’s going to fuck me while you watch.” He blushed and looked at the table. It was a horrible image, seeing another man do what he so desperately wanted to do, and not just watching but readying him. He didn’t want to think about it, but he knew he would. He nodded. “Yes Mistress.” amazon.com/Finding-My-Femdom…

“You didn’t shower this morning.” “No Ms. Elsa, someone was in there.” She stared at me, her face neutral. I would soon learn to fear that look. She called over her shoulder. “Edward!” I heard footsteps running, then the door opened. A man in his fifties came in. “Go into my room to my hamper. Find the pair of underwear that smells the strongest.” “Yes Ma’am.” He scurried off. I stood next to Elsa, neither of us saying anything. Edward returned and handed Elsa a pair of underwear and waited with his head bowed. She sniffed them, then nodded. “You may go.” “Thank you, Ma’am.” Elsa turned the underwear inside out. She grabbed the back of my head and pushed her underwear against my nose. “Smell.” Oh my God they smelled strong! I could smell the dried sweat and her scent and the faint smell of pee. She balled them up. “Open.” She stuffed them in my mouth. They tasted disgusting. As they mixed with my saliva, the taste got stronger. “Those stay in until I tell you otherwise.” I nodded. “You shower and shave every morning. Set your alarm earlier if there’s a problem.” amazon.com/Slave-Training-Ms…