That little flicker of masculinity you cling to? I see right through it, baby. It’s fragile. Pathetic. And I’m going to crush it — gently, cruelly, beautifully — until all that’s left is My perfect Little Step-Sissy slut. From the second you kneel before Me in that lace-trimmed thong, trembling as I fasten the pink chastity cage around your worthless cock, you’ll feel it — the transformation taking root. Watch as I strip away the last scraps of your ‘manhood’. That fragile masculinity you cling to? Worthless. I’ll lace you up in satin and pink, lock your useless little clit away where it belongs, and reshape your mind until all you crave is the taste of cock. You’ll whimper as I paint your lips glossy, moan as I encourage you to you to fall to your knees and present like a good sissy bitch. The best part? You’ll beg for it. Beg for Me to ruin you. Because deep down, you know the truth
